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Chapter 1150 Demonic Heaven

Elder Qiu was still immersed in the eve of being caught by the giant hand of the sky.

The five senses and six consciousnesses are blocked, leaving only darkness.

The spirit soul sits cross-legged in the darkness.

He was quite worried about the situation in the underworld.

Even he was captured alive, and he could not clearly see the person who took action. The opponent must be the top Daojun Sanhua.

The careful plan is definitely not one person, maybe a group of people. If this is the case, the underworld will be in danger, and it may even affect the sect's grand plan.

If the sect's plan here fails again, the ancestor's position as a Heavenly Lord will definitely not be preserved.

Taiyi Shengxian Sect will completely enter decline.

"well!"

"It would be better if I were more careful."

Elder Qiu blamed himself endlessly.

If he hadn't died, he wouldn't have killed himself long ago to deliver the message.

"What should I do..."

Even though he said this, Elder Qiu still had some hope in his heart.

Maybe the underworld will notice and send someone to rescue him.

boom!

The loud noise seemed to split the world apart.

Slowly open your eyes.

What comes into view is the fairy light like heavy fog.

He couldn't see clearly the person standing in the mist.

Until that person slowly approached.

"You..." Elder Qiu opened his mouth in a daze.

He suspected that he had seen it wrong and quickly rubbed his eyes.

After confirming that it was correct, everyone looked horrified, pointing at the tall Ghost Emperor in front of him, and said nothing for a long time: "You...I..., what is going on..."

"you……"

The tall, red-haired imperial figure nodded slightly.

Tu Shanjun said in a deep voice: "Elder, I have suffered."

Elder Qiu looked confused. He had no idea what was happening, and how could the Tushanjun in front of him have such a terrifying aura that was as high as the sky, like a manifestation of the sky.

"This..." Elder Qiu saw the vast world. The fragmented and scorching domain had not completely sunk. The void barrier divided the broken domain into countless small pieces and became stars in the sky. The Kulie domain connected to it was also affected by

The impact is not small, and at the same time, there is a new large area to fill the vacancy.

The sight that caught his eye was so similar to the destruction of heaven and earth that Elder Qiu couldn't believe it.

He, a one-flower Taoist, simply cannot fully explore it.

He just felt that something big must have happened.

After splitting the crooked neck tree, Tushanjun found the bodhi seeds and grabbed Elder Qiu.

The figure flashed.

The whole person has appeared on the altar of the altar.

He put Elder Qiu down, took out the Bodhi Seed and handed it to Zi Daoxu, and said seriously: "Brother Dao, take it. I saw from his memory that the Bodhi Seed can help you trace the source of your blood."

"Whether you can defeat the Ancient Peacock Emperor in the future can only depend on you. Others can't help you much."

"If you accept this reincarnation seal, I don't know if it will be effective."

The emotion in Zi Daoxu's eyes, which carries the five-color wheel, is getting less and less, and the last bit of sincerity is like a residual fire in the wind, about to be completely extinguished.

He caught the Bodhi seed and the reincarnation seal that turned into a white ring, and said calmly: "Tiger, I don't regret getting to know you. It's a pity that I didn't let you become my son-in-law by riding a dragon."

Tu Shanjun said firmly: "Come back alive."

Zi Daoxu nodded: "Come back alive!"

As he finished speaking, he raised his head and took the Bodhi seed and fell into meditation. The layers of emptiness were slowly blooming like peacock feathers. It was clear that the purple path was sitting here cross-legged, but it seemed that it did not exist at all.

Tu Shanjun came to Wu Rong and took out the magic medicine flat peach.

Wu Rong said helplessly: "Teacher, I know my situation myself. This time I have used all my cards, including the last forbidden magical power."

"What you borrow must be paid back eventually. God will not allow me to become an emperor with this kind of existence. My destiny is up, and the magic medicine is useless. Keep it, don't waste it on..."

"There is hope when there is life."

The firmness of his tone left no room for doubt.

Wu Rong suddenly looked up and saw a pair of rotating imperial pupils.

"Stay alive!"

"Wait for me to come back!"



Wu Rong had tears streaming down his face.

Once a teacher, always a father.

At this moment, Tu Shanjun, as the master, also felt powerless.

He didn't know if he could come back alive from the Immortal Tribulation.

There is no way to tell Wu Rong an exact result.

He could only give Wu Rong a cruel hope, like a father and mother on the battlefield. After putting on their battle armor, they smiled and said to their children: 'Wait until I come back.'

Wu Rong held the flat peach and wolfed it down.

The gratified Tushanjun used the ghost emperor's immortal power to give full play to the effectiveness of the magical medicine: "Use the second life method to live the second life!"

Slowly putting down his palm and dragging Tushanjun of Yanfu, he came to the junction of Donghuang and Moyuan with the eighteen major immortal tribulations that had been accumulated to the extreme.



Elder Qiu did not dare to disturb him, so he quickly flew into the underworld army, looked around, and said in surprise: "The elder of the sect is not here?"

As he said this, he looked at Ru Zang. He and Ru Zang were relatively familiar with the monks here.

The black-robed monk Ruzang recited Amitabha, shook his head slightly, and said nothing.

"You really didn't come?"

"Coming."

Luo Shentong, a master of the immortal style, took the words and opened his mouth. He really didn't know whether he should tell Elder Qiu such a cruel fact.

"Where are the people?" Elder Qiu was horrified by the crowd.

He saw that the losses among the people were not heavy. Although many were injured and some were seriously injured and dying, since Tushanjun was already so powerful, it should be a one-sided victory.

Why did everyone look like they had suffered a huge defeat?

A bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

The whole person became panicked.

The original source was lost, and the gray-haired Daojun Chongming couldn't bear to say: "Alas, fellow Taoists of Taiyi Sect... have already sacrificed to the emperor's soldiers."

Buzz!

a bolt from the blue.

Elder Qiu staggered and almost fell to the ground, and said in horror: "How many?"

"Ten... more than one."

Wow.

Elder Qiu collapsed on the ground and cried loudly.

"It's all my fault..."

"It's my incompetence. If I just died, this wouldn't be the case."

"Elder...senior brother, senior sister, junior sister..."

"How could this happen?"

"how so!"

The wails echoed throughout the military formation, which was heartbreaking.

Crying seemed to be contagious, and some small sobs could not be hidden, casting a layer of haze over the world.



boom!

His eyes were as cold as lightning.

All the Dao Lords of the Eastern Wasteland were horrified and stepped back one after another.

This lunatic will most likely die in a calamity. Who dares to get into trouble now?

Unexpectedly, even Jambudvipa, who possessed great supernatural power and transformed the Buddha into the demon emperor through the method of mending the sky, was casually carried by him like a dead dog. They were like insects and chickens in front of this ghost.

"He won't take action against us."

Gu Huojin swallowed hard. He felt like a mortal being targeted by a desolate dragon. His innate fear grew and lingered, and he almost wanted to escape first.

"Probably not. The immortal calamity on his head will fall soon, and now he will take action against us..."

"That's what I'm afraid of!"

"Now he has to resist the immortal calamity with his strength, but he clearly lacks a soul..." As soon as Gu Huojin finished speaking, the Dao Lords of the major Xuanzong holy places stared at Gu Huojin, almost wanting to eat him alive.

Isn’t this why the pot should be lifted if it is not opened?

If this ghost really heard how many lives he had, he would kill him.

Just keep your head down and be an ostrich!

"Is the ancient emperor here?"

"Is the emperor here?"

"..."

"Ancestor..."

The Dao Lords of the Eastern Wasteland hurriedly searched for their ancestors. Although those with great magical powers did not take action easily, it did not mean that those with great supernatural powers would not take action.

If this ghost and god really loses their sense and wants to sacrifice their flags, the ancestors of each family can work together to completely wipe this murderous god from the world, as if it never existed.

Eyes as ruthless as a sword from the sky passed by.

Tu Shanjun stepped onto the Demon Heaven without hesitation.



"call!"

The Taoist Lords of Donghuang, who were holding their breath and concentrating, let out a sigh of relief.

Some of the weaker ones sat paralyzed on the ground without stretching.

There is great terror between life and death.

Tu Shanjun did not massacre the Dao Lords of the Eastern Wilderness.

The person who can appear here is undoubtedly not a sect's background. If he takes action, it will give other Donghuang great magical powers a reason to take action, and he will also make enemies for the underworld.

If you want to plunder the soul, there are better options.

then,

He once again stepped into the devil's abyss.

“When one area sinks, another area must be replenished.”

"Then I'll sink both of your domains!"

"Let me see if you have so many Sanhua Daojun to fill the world."

laugh!

The hammer opened.

The ghost emperor Tu Shanjun once again exerts his magical power.

Yan Fu, who was half-dead, sneered: "You want to rely on the evil energy of the Demon Abyss to help you resist the immortal calamity, but now it is no longer a battle between you and me. The Emperor of the Demon Abyss will not sit idly by and ignore it!"

"emperor?"

"Then come."

Emperor Tushan's voice was hoarse.

In this battle, we not only have to kill Yan Fu, but we also have to conquer several large areas in the Demon Abyss.

Beat him until it hurts, beat him to death, beat him to death, and then he will have no worries.

Even if he dies in the Immortal Tribulation, without the constraints of the Demonic Abyss, the underworld will move north. As long as the territory is broad enough, Wu Rong will definitely be able to survive with the help of Daoxing.

Buzz!

The Ancestral Emperor's soldiers surged like the sky.

At this time, the Zunhun Banner seemed to be the scene of a catastrophe.

The three flowers bloomed, the ghost king showed his strength, and the infinite fairy light burned like steam all over the sky, turning into a terrifying whirlpool.

The scarlet-gold hammer at the end of the vortex is buried in the sky. Even the ancient gods and demons will die under the hammer to absorb their souls. The scorching heat will destroy the earth, and the monks from the Demonic Abyss who try to resist will turn into scarlet embers.

"No!"

The Great Dao Lord of Demon Abyss roared to the sky, trying to resist the cloudy sky that was about to fall.

Once this blow falls, the unspeakable new realm will be shattered, and even the great realm of suffering will follow in the footsteps of the scorching heat and be sunk into the void, strangled into a raging sea of ​​evil energy.

laugh!

The mysterious breath of life and death and the immortal light melted him into white bones.

The Dao Lord of Demon Abyss still did not let go, roaring angrily: "Can a great monk take action at will?"

"Heaven."

"Why haven't you sent down an immortal calamity to kill him!"

Tu Shanjun's eyes narrowed.

The anger in my chest is about to burst out.

When he questioned Motian, why Motian didn't take away the power of the great supernatural power.

Now, it was Moyuan's Daxiu who came to ask about the sky behind him.

I want to let the immortal calamity completely wipe me out.

The Ghost Emperor laughed ferociously: "Instead of questioning the heaven, it is better to ask the devil behind you."

"You bullied me too much!"

Bang!

The magnetic magic light is like the vast sky and sea opening up a faint light shield.

The emperor's voice came:

"Fellow Taoist, please stop."

"It won't be good for you or me to continue fighting."

"If you use your great magical power again, you won't have the magic power to survive the tribulation."


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