Wang Yuwei stretched his neck and was dumbfounded.
He really didn't expect that just how long had passed, that Xiao Xiu, who was holding the Soul Banner under the protection of a strange Taoist Lord, would have become a Taoist.
It is like the soaring sun rising slowly in the east of the East China Sea.
Unbelievable.
Before he finished speaking, the Xuanmen geniuses who had besieged Tu Shanjun and Shou He had already turned blood red.
The expressions are different.
Or exclamation, annoyance, contemplation, jealousy,..., as well as resentment and greed among them, Xiao Xiu, who could easily be crushed to death in the past, is now completely ahead of them.
If there is no intersection at all, that's fine.
But they had participated, and it was as if they had witnessed the rise of a powerful person.
Perhaps it won't take long for these talented people to be included in powerful legends.
"He walked before you and me."
Tang Anhuang sighed and said.
"Amitabha." Xuannan also sighed.
At that time, he was the last to take action. It was a pity that he did not save the weapon spirits who were sinking into the sea of misery. Looking back now, even Xiao Xiu, who is in charge of the magic weapon, has become a senior, and he can't tell others about the various feelings in his heart.
The most unexpected one among them was Liu Yanghe, and his determined gaze wavered.
Standing in the void above the palace, the Taoist Lord of the Hehuan Sect noticed his disciple's emotions and said calmly: "That was originally your opportunity. Since you have not competed with others, it will naturally become their opportunity. There is nothing to lose."
"This time Xuanmen has a tacit understanding and has invited some old friends."
"That's what it's for."
"It seems to be the grudge between the Ancient Immortal Tower and Hades, but it is actually the continuation of the siege of the Forbidden Land of Zhengfa God. If you take action, you can just pat your butt and leave, but the sect has to consider many impacts. The most important thing is to see
To what extent is this divine weapon spiritually cultivated, and is there any room for maneuver?"
Liu Yanghe was surprised and hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Thank you, Master."
Daojun waved his hand slightly.
He said that Xuanmen's plan was, on the one hand, to make Liu Yanghe feel at ease, and on the other hand, it was to tell Liu Yanghe what he should do as a disciple of the sect, so as to pave the way for the future.
If you step into a high-level position, you won't be confused.
Full of nurturing and caring.
Obviously he has high hopes for Liu Yanghe.
…
"That thief took away the ancestor's soul!"
The Zhenxiu Guan disciples shouted angrily.
Lord Zhenxiu Guandao also had anger in his eyes.
The soul of the ancestor was grandly taken away and incorporated into the soul flag. This was a great shame and humiliation for the sect.
If Guxian Tower had not yet taken action, he would have intercepted and asked the younger generation to hand over their souls and return the remains of their ancestors.
…
"I see that the Taoists of Xuanmen are about to move." The Taoist Lord with double eyes, wearing a black robe and a hood, said coldly.
"They're waiting."
"That is, to observe the situation." Elder Fu of Wanfa Sect waved his trumpet flag and ordered the disciples of Wanfa Sect to raise the Qianguan magic circle.
Even though this unprecedented battle is taking place in the void of the domain, the escaped Dao breath will inevitably have an impact on the East China Sea. With the buffer of the magic circle, the East China Sea can be protected.
The Chongtong Taoist stood in the void with his arms folded, his tall body stilling the fluctuations of the starry sky, and asked: "With Elder Fu's foresight, can the Lord of the Underworld defeat Yuan Tong of the Ancient Immortal Tower with the blessing of divine weapons?" .”
The doubts in Elder Fu's eyes flashed. He did not give any opinion, but looked at Manman Zhudao: "Does the elder know what they are waiting for?"
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait until the Lord of the Underworld is defeated and dies, and then fight for the divine weapons."
Elder Fu continued to explain: "Elder, please don't think that they are here just to clean up the aftermath of the disciples. Now who doesn't know that the magic weapon has something different, and the Lord of Hades became enlightened in a short period of time, which makes people jealous even more."
"The treasures in the world are the ones who are virtuous."
"It is difficult to judge virtue, but it is possible to distinguish between high and low cultivation."
Elder Fu laughed heartily. If it weren't for this, the sect might have ordered them to come. This would have a real chance of developing into a big war.
Once the war starts.
If all the Dao Lords take action together, the entire coast of the East China Sea may be defeated.
At that time, not only the survival of billions of living beings will be at stake.
…
The shadowy eyes in the distant sky shine with divine light.
Wearing a crown of Nine Returning Happinesses and a noble robe of a mysterious immortal, flying seals on the top of the head are like big stars, and the two sleeves are waving to reveal the breeze.
The one who can step on the sky and walk in the starry sky is none other than Yuan Tong from the Ancient Immortal Tower.
There was no surprise in his eyes, but a calm and calm look.
There is no trace of murderous intent at all.
Only the eyes at the end of the divine light lit up slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What a great skill, you have jumped from the peak of becoming a god to enlightenment in just a few years. Your destiny has reached the peak, and you are still trying to borrow your destiny to go further. You are indeed unparalleled in talent." .”
"Perhaps I should have killed you first instead of sinking the revival of Shinto."
He said as if he wanted to penetrate the Lord of the Underworld who was wearing a dark red robe and directly see the shadows of ghosts and gods behind him.
The witch with fangs growing out of his mouth and hair as long as a waterfall melted into a long rainbow and stood in the void.
The mysterious breath of life and death opens up the sky like a sea of clouds, and seems to want to completely isolate the battlefield.
The shadows of ghosts and gods appear like mist.
This state of possession is enough to fully unleash his power, and it can also take Wu Rong's life into account.
Tu Shanjun's long hair was disheveled, his gray and white face was twitching his fangs, and he revealed a ferocious smile: "Kill people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay for their debts. Your death has come, and I have come here to take your life."
"Well said."
"A man must be killed to pay for his life. If you kill my Immortal Tower Tianjiao and take away his future soul, you should also give me an explanation."
Yuan Tong changed the topic and looked at Wu Rong: "I have an old grudge with him, but it has nothing to do with you. Put down the magic weapon and leave quickly to avoid losing your life."
If you are an ordinary person, your Taoist heart will inevitably be shaken.
Even if I could fight again, I would still worry about my life.
Wu Rong and others have an indestructible Taoist heart, and they understand why they are fighting. If they want to spread their Tao in the world, there will be countless obstacles. How can he give in?
He said calmly: "Your life is over!"
He said it very easily, but his expression was unprecedentedly serious.
Yuan Tong is worthy of being a great master of killing. His murderous intention has no substance and no target, it is just Dao.
The killing monk always looks cold, as if he is a piece of unmeltable ice.
However, such killing is still superficial.
With murderous intent, one can kill and kill enemies but cannot kill.
The power before your eyes is different.
His 'killing' was silent, cool and quiet, just like the sky, and the sky also had a fierce killing force.
Just at this moment.
The flying star seal suddenly collapsed.
The fierceness of the killing path can also burst out at any time.
The domain barrier completely collapsed.
The infinite abyss above and below is dark and deep, leading to the unknown starry sky.
Yuan Tong quietly stared at the eternal deep space and said calmly: "There is no absolute fairness in this world. If you are not prepared, you will die, that's all."
His great way is to kill, and his murderous aura has long been intertwined into a sky net.
Just waiting for a few flying stars to fall and the heaven and earth to spontaneously combust.
This is not unfair, but a manifestation of his means to carry the great road.
Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared.
"it's over?"
The monks looked at the fight in the sky in surprise.
The Grand Avenue Strike did not appear, and the Xuanfeng Divine Weapon seemed to have failed to exert its expected power. In their eyes, they saw that the world suddenly collapsed and turned into a land of nothingness.
How can you use your magical powers when you have no place to stand?
"Is it just like this?"
"It shouldn't be."
"..."
"Yuan Daojun is worthy of being the pioneer of the Immortal Tower. His great ways are truly terrifying."
Many Dao Lords also marveled at Yuan Tong's methods.
It's not that they were unfamiliar with Yuan Tong, but no matter how familiar they were, they were never so surprised to see him take action, and they were even more vigilant.
Yuan Tong waved his hand and was about to completely destroy the void in the distance.
However, when he raised his hand, he felt slight resistance.
Take a closer look.
The almost imaginary threads flickered slightly under the divine light.
Then under his gaze, and under the gazes of many Dao Lords, black and red silk threads revealed his figure.
The silk threads emit mist, and there is mist there, which is clearly the mysterious breath of Yin-Yang Avenue.
The mysterious breath completely solidifies time and space into a huge cake.
The chain of life and death is like a knife for cutting a cake.
As long as it moves slightly, everything in space and time will be cut into pieces.
There is no roar, no ghost roar.
The sky in front of me suddenly shattered.
A hammer tearing apart time and space was tightly grasped by the green and white ghost hands and headed straight for Yuan Tong's head.
And the mace is like the spindle of the avenue.
Countless black and red silk threads tightened under the agitation of the spindle.
Crunch, crunch.
The crisp sound of collapse echoed.
Just like the cry of the avenue and the cry of the sky, it is a precursor to the fragmentation of time and space that cannot bear it.
"Suffer death!"
It's like the faint Taoist music coming from ancient sacrifices.
Crunch.
Crunch!
Bang!
Completely collapsed.
Yuan Tong had no choice but to rely on his strong moral skills to resist. Countless fragments of the Mysterious Thread of Life and Death washed away in a rain of swords.
What made him even more unprepared was that Xuansi tightened the 'hammer' and locked his body at the same time.
As a result, he also had to face Tushanjun's heavy blow.
Keng!
Weapons clash.
The avenues collide.
boom!
The two shadows of the great road, carrying the true power, exploded with a shocking blow.
It's like two worlds colliding.
The vibrating Daoxi Xuanfeng shattered this area barrier, and even the coast of the East China Sea trembled, as if it would be defeated by the battle between the two powerful men at any time and fell into the endless water.
The Lord of Yin Yang Life and Death smiled ferociously and swung a blow.
The master of Da Cang's way of killing fell from the distant sky, but stood still when he was about to fall into the void.
The magic weapon in his hand kept vibrating.
It was a weird weapon that didn't look like a sword, but it was surrounded by thousands of murderous auras, as if this magical weapon had already killed people without any intention of killing.
Yuan Tong, whose crown was shattered and whose robes were in tatters, had only faint knife marks on his body.
A little blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but it turned into mysterious energy and disappeared in an instant.
His figure seemed real and illusory. He was clearly standing here, but he seemed to be standing not far from Tushanjun.
Tu Shanjun, who was holding the main body of the soul flag, did not attack rashly, but gently uttered the name of the divine weapon: "Destroy!"
The whole person also surged like mysterious breath, revealing Wu Rong who was in charge of the soul flag.
Wu Rong said in a deep voice: "These are not dead."