"Fellow Daoist Yang." There was an exclamation in the distance, with a hint of joy. Yang Guang looked over and saw that it was Lin Feifeng.
"Fellow Daoist Lin also joined the formation?" Yang Guang was surprised.
"The emperor sealed the entire Small Thousand World with the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, cutting off the connection between Afang Palace and the outside world. Ying Zheng could only fight in the Small Thousand World, and the retreat in the underground palace should be useless. So Pindao came in.
Lin Feifeng nodded and said.
"The sky sends murderous intentions, and the stars move to different places; the earth sends murderous intentions, and dragons and snakes rise from the ground; humans send murderous intentions, and the heaven and earth turn upside down. When murderous intentions come, I don't know how many immortals will fall in this fight." Yang Guang suddenly looked at him.
The surrounding void said.
In the starry sky, planets were broken from time to time, monks were seen being killed from time to time, and some heavenly soldiers and generals turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the formation.
"Yes! Thousands of years of cultivation will be ruined in one day." Lin Feifeng also nodded. Good and evil gathered here to fight with Ying Zheng's subordinates. No one knows how many gods will die tragically in the formation.
"Now the stars in the sky are covering the small world. Whether it is us or the people of Daqin, we must be careful in this formation. If we are not careful, we will be in danger of losing our lives." Yang Guang suddenly felt that he had a trace of danger.
Strangely, with a smooth palm strike, there was a burst of screams, and a general in armor fell into the clouds. Judging from his attire, he knew he was a general from Great Qin.
"Whether it is victory or defeat in the end depends on Emperor Ziwei." Lin Feifeng looked into the distance with some worry. The twelve demon gods appeared in the sky. She stretched out her big hand and fished it towards the stars, although there were constant explosions along the way.
, countless stars collided with the big hand, evolving into earth, water, fire and wind, but the big hand was still very determined to fish for people among the stars, and then swallowed them into the belly, increasing the power of the formation.
Suddenly, the galaxy poured down, and countless stars were shining brightly, emitting endless light, reflecting the heavens and the universe. All living beings in the three realms were looking in the direction of Shanglin Garden. In the Lingxiao Palace, the Haotian Mirror was shining with purple light.
His eyes were slightly closed and he was temporarily blind.
In the large formation, Taoist Five Elements and Lin Feifeng couldn't help but exclaim, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals exclaimed.
"Bo Yikao, you are looking for death." Ying Zheng's furious voice came from the starry sky. Then there was a fierce fighting sound.
When Yang Guang opened his eyes, his mouth was very long.
The sky is devastated. Three hundred and sixty-five stars have disappeared without a trace in the starry sky. The flags and streamers are in ruins. The powerful Zhoutian Star Formation has been shattered. The Dutian Shensha Formation in the formation has also disappeared.
, the twelve demon gods stood in the void with missing arms and legs. Their divine patterns were dim and even broken, and they no longer had the power they once had.
In the Small Thousand World, the membrane of heaven and earth had long been shattered, and a huge hole was torn in the sky, just like a huge scar, which looked very ugly. Countless spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into white waterfalls, pouring outward.
In the void, countless strong winds came from the nine heavens and blew into the Small Thousand World, destroying the vitality of the Small Thousand World.
Even if the heavenly army is defeated this time, Ying Zheng's small world will be of no use and will soon be destroyed.
Above the nine heavens, in the Lingxiao Palace, the Heavenly Emperor stood up from his throne and stared at the Haotian Mirror. The three hundred and sixty-five Zhoutian Star Flags had been broken, and the divine patterns were dim. Even if he took them back again, he would think
It will be very difficult to recover, unless Emperor Ziwei refines it again.
"The Zhoutian Xingdou Formation was broken?" In the main hall, the immortals looked at each other.
At first, these gods thought that from now on, there would be another powerful formation in the heaven. Guarded by the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation, the entire heaven would be impregnable. There would no longer be any need to worry about evil spirits daring to come to the heaven to cause trouble.
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Well now, Emperor Ziwei actually exploded the Zhoutian Star Formation, which was equivalent to breaking the arm of Heaven.
The immortals were talking a lot, and Taibai Jinxing looked at the Emperor of Heaven carefully. No one understood the Emperor of Heaven's thoughts better than him.
"Your Majesty, after the war is over, our Heavenly Court can gather all the immortals here to rebuild the Zhoutian Starry Formation. I believe that by then, Heavenly Court will be impregnable." King Li Tian said loudly.
"The King of Heaven is right. I see that the material of Emperor Ziwei's Zhoutian Starry Formation is not very good." Zhang Tianshi chuckled. The other immortals also nodded, with a look of contentment between their brows.
The Emperor of Heaven nodded and did not make any remarks. His wise eyes just stared at the Haotian Mirror in front of him, but no one knew what the Emperor of Heaven was thinking at this time.
However, Yang Guang was horrified. This Emperor Ziwei was really a ruthless man. He actually exploded the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation and used the energy in it to completely destroy the Dutian Shensha Formation.
But for Emperor Ziwei, restoring the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation did not know how much materials and time it would take to restore it. This was the foundation of his existence. If it self-destructed like this, Emperor Ziwei still suffered a loss.
He also thought of Emperor Ziwei's previous style, not sparing any of his own divine power. The divine power surged out as if for free. All kinds of powerful magical powers were unleashed, which looked very cool, but the divine power was always limited.
Could it be.
"Fairy Lin, can gods be reincarnated if they are listed on the list of gods?" Yang Guang couldn't help but ask.
"Of course it is possible, but the price paid by the gods to turn around is very high. No one knows whether they can solve the mystery of the womb and whether they can restore their original cultivation, just like Emperor Gou Chen back then. Until now,
I don’t know how many years I have been reincarnated, but I am still in reincarnation. If the time goes on for a long time, I will not even be able to find my original self." Lin Feifeng was stunned and said quickly: "The longer the reincarnation lasts, the harder it will be to find the original self.
memory, unless you reach Da Luo Jinxian, but how many gods in the world can become Da Luo Jinxian?"
"It's better to die than to live. Relying on the God List, apart from not having freedom, there are no other disadvantages. It can be regarded as immortality. Isn't it?" Lin Feifeng hesitated.
Yang Guang nodded. He looked at the fighting in the distance. It had reached a fever pitch. This was true for both Emperor Ziwei and Ying Zheng. The stars on Boyikao's body shone brightly, and Ying Zheng's essence rose into the sky and turned into smoke.
In essence, he was killed together with Boyikao.
There are countless mountain peaks in the Small Thousand World, and the Twelve Capital Gods and Evil Formation has been completely destroyed. The evil spirit is permeating the sky, covering the sky, and killings can be seen everywhere. The heavenly soldiers and generals have entered the Small Thousand World, and the power of the Twelve Demon Gods has dropped a lot.
It has little impact on these gods. Now their enemy is the undead legion of the Great Qin. In the small world, the Great Qin has accumulated thousands of years of accumulation. There are no one knows how many undead legions there are. Their power is no less than that of the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals. I really don’t know who will win.
