Ruzang was overjoyed and left the two people entangled with him aside.
The Buddha's light flourished all around.
Plunge headlong into the turbid barrier.
The monk in black was quite embarrassed.
Although he is a disciple of Buddhism, the time spent on Jin Yi is too short.
As long as he is powerful, he will come to the backbone battlefield, which makes him envious of Yu Shen for being able to sit in the army, command the giant ships, and gallop on the battlefield of Luoyuan.
What he didn't know was that Yu Shen was almost going crazy with envy.
The Luoyuan battlefield is certainly safer, but how can it compare to the Dao Lord battle?
The black-clothed monk who broke into the formation saw the divine peaks in the distant sky that were like Mount Tai in ancient times, opening up the world of chaos.
Countless immortal lights responded.
Surrounded by Tao breath.
Eighteen layers of divine radiance spread across the sky.
There is a vast expanse of auspicious light, and there is a frenzy of weapons and armor.
Respond from all directions.
It's like opening up ancient legends and mobilizing the soldiers and horses of the Divine Court in the Eastern Wasteland.
The Lord of the Underworld is sitting on a high platform in a chariot.
The three flowers on top echo each other.
The five qi circulate in the chest.
"The master of the palace, Dao Jin Sanhua, has become the Dao Lord?"
"Could it be that you are hiding your cultivation!"
The Taoist Lords of the Underworld who entered the formation were surprised and delighted.
The great banner of the Chinese army holds up the heaven and the earth, and Wu Rong, sitting on the golden lantern, is the best banner of the underworld.
"The deadline!"
"Transformation!"
Twist the trick and cast it again.
The magic of Wu Rong's seal that serves as the formation's eye changes.
The left hand holds the Book of Life and Death, the right palm holds the Seal of the Ghost King, and the Platform of Reincarnation appears vaguely in the eternal blue sky.
As his spell fell, the Dutian Ghost King's Killing Formation completely covered the Tianyuan front line bordering the Demonic Abyss and the Eastern Wasteland.
"retreat!"
Taoist kings from all the major sects and clans used their spells one after another.
On the one hand, they are watching the battle, but on the other hand, they do not want to get involved in the war between heaven and earth between the underworld and the Demonic Abyss, and at the same time, they want to avoid the war between heaven and earth from spreading to the Eastern Wasteland.
Seeing that the Lord of the Underworld was trying his best, even with such a killing array, how could he continue to get closer.
Several major Sanhua sects closest to Tianyuan used their magical powers to protect their descendants.
Shengsheng moved the original garrison in the Eastern Wasteland hundreds of millions of miles away.
The Great Master of Three Flowers sternly scolded: "No one is allowed to step into the foggy abyss."
Even if the elders don't tell them, they won't go.
At first glance, this formation seems to be completely embedded in the sky and the earth, dyeing the entire starry sky black.
They are tired of living and are now going deep into the killing array.
…
"The wind is coming!"
"The fog is coming!"
Calling for the wind and fog.
The endless abyss is filled with fog.
…
The Demonic Abyss has always been shrouded in a shadow. It was a barren and harsh land, so the creatures of the Demonic Abyss began to continuously fight and plunder. This is how the Tianyuan Front appeared.
Different from ordinary battle lines, the mystery of the Eastern Wilderness carries with it the aura of wilderness, which adds a lot of brightness and fire to the Tianyuan.
now.
No more bright light and heat.
Even the bloody smell of killing is diluted a lot.
Unlike the huge ship that blocks the sun, now there is a thick fog that is so gloomy that it drips water.
Unlike the demonic energy that was deeply embedded in their bodies, these mists seemed to be one body.
Even the magical power is like holding a candle and part of it recedes, only to be replenished by others in an instant.
Until the flame of the candle gradually extinguished and melted into the fog.
The monk wearing battle armor suddenly discovered that the creature from the Demonic Abyss fighting alongside him had disappeared.
The whole world was eerily silent.
The giant ship's mysterious magic light was gone, like the protective formation crystal shield of the big star in the sky being swallowed up by the mist. There were sounds of fighting, shouting, the commander's spiritual consciousness covering it, and the giant ship's aura link...
It was as if everything had abandoned him.
cut.
rush.
kill.
The remaining limbs and broken arms of the battle array fell to the ground, and their skulls and internal organs were trampled to pieces by iron boots.
The earth on earth has become a purgatory,
Even the pain in his body could no longer stimulate him.
No matter male or female, old or young.
All races of creatures, alien monks.
Those who are named in the long scroll of military books will walk on the soul flags.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Blood was flowing, and the demonic soil beneath his feet greedily absorbed his blood.
The Tianyuan front has become a plateau that exterminates all living beings.
Phew!
A black sword tore open his chest and dragged him into the fog.
He only saw a pair of scarlet eyes.
The Immortal Diagram of the Suicide Formation was fully unfolded, and the hundreds of millions of monks in the underworld instantly calmed down. It was not that the blood in their hearts was no longer burning, but that they found that the original restrictions placed on them by heaven and earth seemed to be further disappearing.
The entire Tianyuan front has completely become a cloudy sky-like existence.
Even be kinder to them.
No matter how weak their cultivation is, they can still vaguely see the Tianzhu peaks that hold up the sky, which is the call of the underworld.
Fighting ghosts and driving away gods.
Artificial cloudy weather!
"Siege the city and capture the territory!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The Yinmen of the underworld are completely red-eyed. They are like the Yin soldiers integrated into the formation, gaining the favor of Yintian.
As they plundered more and more land, the divine light on their bodies became stronger and stronger. The steady influx of power urged them to charge, like hungry locusts frantically trying to wipe out everything.
Rays of true spirit light flew towards the soul-inducing flag like fireflies in the darkness.
They were not afraid of the death of their comrades beside them.
…
"Die, Fellow Daoist Zhou!" The four of them were about to attack together.
In the critical moment, Brother Zhou, who had no legs, was not afraid at all. He screamed and was about to burn his Tao body and explode his divine weapon.
suddenly.
The originally opened battlefield barriers were like Bo Bing.
It shattered into pieces with a click and disappeared.
A mysterious pole of life and death was inserted into the battlefield.
Buzz.
Black and red threads manifested on the battlefield.
The four people who fell here after attacking and killing him were suddenly dragged out.
Senior Brother Zhou was shocked. He looked sideways and saw that the originally divided battlefield was completely brought together by a horizontal hammer.
…
"who?!"
The King of Joy was furious.
He struggled to find the figure.
It was clear that she could kill Grandma Qin of the Taiyi Shengxian Sect just now, but why was she suddenly isolated by a formation?
The black-red Divine Iron of Order blocked all his attacks.
Inverted Bodhisattva recited Amitabha and stood still in the void.
Grandma Disha was surprised and saw that the mysterious light protecting him was not coming from the fairy mountain in the distance.
"How can a woman be benevolent and righteous?!"
The mother-in-law scolded.
She is not afraid of death, but doing so will reduce the pressure on them, but it will drag down Wu Rong.
Once the mana is exhausted, it is a lamb to be slaughtered.
Broken Arm Senior Brother and Chongming Daojun were also protected by the main pole, and Sanhua Daojun who besieged them was forced back by the hammer.
While being happy during the disaster, it is inevitable that you will also be worried.
Now he finally doesn't have to bear so much pressure.
He finally realized how powerful the top Taoist master was.
And there are five such monks in Taiyi Shengxian Sect.
It's quite stressful to deal with two people. The minimum of these two is to face two, which is terrifying.
"Why take action?"
"The master of the palace has gathered three flowers!" Everyone summed up.
Senior Brother Zhou said in a deep voice: "It is a good thing that the three flowers gather together. It is time to continue to take action. In the past, it was said that Tushanjun had a mind as strong as steel. How could he make such a mistake at a critical moment?"
Elder Ping originally thought that he would take one away. He didn't want the barrier to be swallowed up by unknown magical powers. If he took a closer look, it was the main pole of Tushanjun's soul flag.
He immediately frowned: "Why take action to reintegrate the battlefield we finally opened up? This is not a waste of an excellent opportunity."
"No."
Brother Broken Arm shook his head and said, "Maybe we are all wrong."
"I recognized the people I fought with. Some of them were particularly greedy for life and afraid of death, but their attacks this time were extremely ferocious. They were just fighting for their lives."
"Um?"
"That seems to be the case."
"right."
"..."
Everyone hesitated immediately. They all wanted to burn everything and enter the flag after death. Instead, they ignored their opponents.
"I'm out?"
The boy was overjoyed.
He hurriedly roared: "They fell into the trap. I don't know what means they used to save the soul. Don't die. Otherwise, if we are damaged, it will be harmful to Tushan Lord. The soul will not be able to enter the sect with the soul banner."
Efficacy!”
"Don't die."
"..."
"Shut up!"
"What's going on?!" The Sanhua Daojun who besieged the boy all looked at each other.
Their lineup was slightly weaker, and one Taoist friend died.
Otherwise, Taoist Gu from Taiyi Sect would never find out.
This is the confidence they dare to step onto the battlefield. Otherwise, whoever dies will be absorbed by the banner, and no one will dare to take action.
They really didn't expect this rejuvenated 'child' to be so powerful.
"Save your life, I don't know what their methods are!" Gu Qianshan, the boy, explained quickly.
"I see!"
"Everyone suddenly realized."
Only then did I realize they were wrong.
Tu Shanjun took back the hammer in his hand that had broken through all the battlefields, and said ferociously: "Catch them and fight them, don't pick more than one!"
He said this to the senior brothers and sisters, and also to the junior brothers and sisters.
Sanhua Daojun is still like this.
Yi Erhua can't put so much pressure on herself.
"There's no way they're going to give us that chance."
"..."
"If we catch each other and fight each other, what will happen to the remaining monks?"
Tushanjun said hoarsely, "Leave the rest of them to me!"
scare!
If they catch them right, there will be more than a dozen Dao Lords and dozens of one-two-flower powers left.
Taken together, this can be regarded as a powerful force that dominates one side.
Leave it all to Tushanjun. Doesn't this mean Tushanjun is allowed to challenge a big force alone?
No matter how I think about it, it is filled with indescribable madness.
…
"What a shame!" King Huanxi laughed angrily.
He was still angry about who saved Grandma Disha, but he didn't expect that this weapon spirit would seek death like this.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Wuzi, who is the Shengxian Sect, can only face four, but this person actually wants to challenge all the three flower Taoist masters and dozens of Taoist masters.
One person and one magical power killed him.
Mr. Xiaoyao Dao laughed heartily.
All the rival cultivators burst into laughter.
On the contrary, the five people who first attacked Tushanjun had different expressions.
They have all seen how powerful Tushanjun is, and it only takes one strike to make Beast-Tong Daojun reveal his true form.
The power of the divine weapon spirit is far beyond imagination.
"He is difficult to deal with." Old Monster Huang mentioned.
"Haha, Old Monster Huang, are you confused, or did you five people not block him at all?"
I don't know who asked this, but no one among the five people answered.
They really didn't stop it.
"It seems that fellow Taoists are not as powerful as you say."
"It doesn't matter."
"Let's take action together."
Although many Dao Lords are contemptuous, the superficial harmony still needs to be maintained.
The four people who didn't speak were worried that this would happen.
Just forget it they were embarrassed.
If everyone kills the weapon spirit together, the shameful deed will be spread all over the world.
They were all a little annoyed that Old Man Huang was too talkative.
They have to take action anyway, even if they die and are protected by means, their souls will not be taken away, so why tell them now.
"Stop talking nonsense."
"Since he is so arrogant, let him be fulfilled!"
"...
"Today we will completely destroy the demonic soldiers and kill the underworld."
"Life and death should have been buried in history long ago. What madman would try to dig out the rotten longevity from the grave!"
"I, the monks, live forever, who dares to ask about my longevity?!"
"Going against the people of the world will lead to disaster."
Buzz.
boom.
boom!
A series of mysterious lights adhere to the three flowers and surround the divine fairy catkins.
Exuding a mysterious atmosphere that turns the world upside down.
All the Dao Lords spread out and surrounded Lord Tushan.
Inside is the main battle Daojun.
The outer layer is composed of dozens of one- and two-flower powers.