At this moment, the power that Zhao Gongming burst out was so moving that it was terrifying and even more desperate.
"Brother Gongming..."
Fairy Bixiao murmured, hoping to awaken the little human nature remaining in Zhao Gongming's heart.
But unfortunately, Zhao Gongming's expression was cold and in his dazzling eyes, he was murderous intent, and there was no sign of dissipation at all.
"Today is the death date for you!"
Hongjun Daozu projected his will and sneered. Zhao Gongming, the incense and wishes burst out all over his body. In an instant, thousands of golden swords were condensed, and with the extremely sharp sound of breaking through the air, they flew downwards, trying to deprive everyone of their lives!
The endless pressure is like a huge wave, moving forward. The powerful oppression makes people breathless and makes people's heart beat. At this moment, there is a feeling of stagnation, as if life is about to reach its end and everything will turn into a dream bubble.
"It's over, is it over here?"
The leader of Tongtian murmured, with a bitter smile on his lips.
He did not expect that everything might end in this way. During the Tribulation of the Gods, he failed to betray his disciples, and was heartbroken and his disciples' death; and in the Tribulation of the Destruction, he put the death and his disciples' hands on the key points in his life.
Not willing to accept it?
He didn't feel that he just felt a kind of desolation. He was never afraid of dying in battle, but he didn't want to witness the death of his disciples, nor did he want to let himself die in the hands of his disciples.
"The Great Dragon Phrase!"
But at this moment, along the world, a clear sound suddenly sounded. The next moment, a dragon power that was extremely powerful was spreading rapidly and extremely terrifyingly in all directions.
Not only the dragon power, but also a kind of quasi-saint pressure, which is like the wind passing by, the turbid waves rushing towards everyone.
"This is...the real dragon aura...the ancestor dragon?!"
The aura burst out, and the leader of Tongtian immediately looked stunned and looked at the location where Emperor Xin was in disbelief.
He could not understand why Emperor Xin was able to transform into the Ancestral Dragon, but what he could be sure of was that at this moment, the aura emitted along the body of Emperor Xin was indeed the true dragon aura unique to the Ancestral Dragon. Not only that, the quasi-saint aura bursting along the Ancestral Dragon was even more real and quasi-saint aura.
Such aura of cultivation is also confusing and incomprehensible.
After the Dharma-Ending Tribulation, the saints did not appear, the gods were not gods, the immortals were not immortals, and the quasi-saint realm no longer existed. Zhao Gongming was able to burst out into the quasi-saint realm because of the incense and the wishes of the incense world, and more because this was the back door opened by Hongjun Daozu for Zhao Gongming's body of the God of Wealth.
But why can the ancestral dragon transformed by Emperor Xin burst out with such powerful aura?!
The leader of Tongtian was confused and puzzled, but his eyes, which had become dim, became brighter at this moment.
There were so many incredible things happening to Di Xin. These things and these things made him feel that everything might not be so desperate, and perhaps there would be hope for change. This hope might be in the future, perhaps... in the past!
But hope is like fire, even if there are only stars, one day it will become a prairie fire.
"Who are you?!"
Not only the leader of Tongtian Sect, Hongjun Daozu also looked confused and stared at Di Xin in a daze.
He tried to use secret magic powers to limit Emperor Xin to prevent him from showing his quasi-saint power. However, what he couldn't understand was that there seemed to be a strange force field around Emperor Xin's body, and the power bursting out of the force field isolated his secret technique.
To be more precise, the force field made Di Xin hazy and blurry, as if he was in the long river of time, sometimes at a very distant source location, sometimes in the branches of the long river of time, and sometimes in the lower reaches of the long river of time...
Heaven and earth are the backward journey of all things; time is the passerby of a hundred generations!
Even if Hongjun Daozu is an extremely powerful pioneer of the sky, the world is opened up, but time will not change and will be passed on forever. For the long river of time, Hongjun Daozu can only follow the time to continue flowing, without being able to tamper with it, or get involved in it, and shuttle back and forth.
"Break it for me!"
At this moment, the body of the ancestral dragon transformed by Emperor Xin suddenly let out an extremely clear dragon roar. The next moment, the tail of the giant dragon transformed by him was raised hard, and a mysterious arc was drawn in the void, striking heavily on the golden sword condensed by the endless incense vows.
"boom……"
The next moment, a violent roar that shook the earth suddenly sounded, like a shaking muffled thunder, spreading rapidly in all directions, shaking the ground that everyone was trampling on. At this moment, they were trembling violently and cracking wildly...
In the sky, the endless dazzling incense power light sword also fell apart under this terrifying impact, and eventually turned into a tiny rain of light and dissipated between the world.
"what happened?"
At the same time, in the extremely distant Guanjiangkou, in the old Erlang Temple, he was hunched over, as if he was old temple Zhu. Yang Jian, who was bleeding from his body, suddenly raised his head and looked at the location of the God of Wealth Temple.
"The quasi-saint's aura... and there are two... After the Dharma-Ending Tribulation, there are actually quasi-saint powerful men? The blockade of heaven and earth has not changed, but the strong men have appeared. Could it be that this quasi-saint is coming to the end of the tribulation, and has the final decisive battle?"
After a long time, Yang Jian murmured, but there seemed to be two balls of blazing flames burning in his originally turbid eyes.
"You, dare you fight with me again?"
Yang Jian closed his eyes and opened them again. After a little, he showed a decisive look. He turned his head to look at the Xiaotian Dog not far away, showed a warm smile, and said slowly.
"Wow...Wow..."
The Xiaotian Dog raised her head and roared twice.
Although it is old, although its hair is no longer shiny and black, but is white and mottled, and even its hind legs are lame, its voice is still moving forward, and its eyes are still full of loyalty.
Although it has grown old, although the divine nature has perished, and although it is clear that perhaps this battle will be its last stop, and after everything is over, it will no longer exist, but it still has no hesitation or hesitation.
Whether, life; or death!
The mountains are in front, and Erlang wants to cross, and the sky follows!
The rivers and seas are ahead, and Erlang wants to cross, and Xiaotian follows!
The sky is above, and Erlang wants to cross it, and Xiaotian will follow!