Bai Meng did not panic, watching the red divine phoenix flying in the sky, the sparks like ripples, spreading in all directions from his feet, everything in his path turned into powder!
However, the four Saint Son-level treasures fell down from their bodies at the same time, and they could easily resist it.
At this moment, the heaven and earth were silent, like a picture scroll. Everything seemed to be still, except for the five people under the red color of the Divine Phoenix, looking at everything.
"Roar!"
The Holy Son of Dayan was the first to take action. With a loud roar, the sky shook. This was Dayan Holy Land's stunt against the Yuan Shen. Several other strong men competing for the Holy Soldiers were also affected. They fell from the sky, and even many Wheel Sea Mirrors fell from the sky.
The blood mist dispersed, and he fell down under the impact of the terrifying sound waves.
"Tianmeng Changyin!" Bai Meng did not evade, and faced tit for tat. The secret method of the Dream Dream Sutra was unparalleled. The immortal sound was so vast that the space was collapsed by the sound. The soul was extremely bright and shone in the sky.
"The Starry Night!" This is Bai Meng's method to deal with Tianpengzi based on the vision. Now it reflects the vision, and he is even more powerful, attacking the four saints and saints at the same time!
The four people changed colors at the same time, shaking the light of the Holy Son and spreading the holy light, like the ancient gods who saved all living beings, and also like the gods in the fairy world who are not in the mortal world.
The great world of light above him appeared suspended in the sky, from which the chanting of divine sounds and songs came, and the sky of the small world was also dyed with a holy atmosphere.
Vision, the holy world of light!
The Saint of Yaochi is surrounded by white mist, and her face cannot be seen clearly. Her slender hands, as white as jade, are gently touched. The vast world of mortals is located in the mortal world. It is not like the fairy world and Taoist palaces in the human world. They rise and fall for nine days, with the shadows of immortals and gods, and five divine palaces.
The Five Elements, this is the Emperor Sutra of Yaochi, the tip of the iceberg of the Western Emperor Sutra that shows the strongest Taoist scriptures.
The Holy Son of Dayan is even more powerful, with golden threads flying all over the sky. Dayan's sword skills are demonstrated for nine days, and the three-color Hunyuan Dao light is earth-shattering.
The Taoist robe of the Dao Yi Saint is whistling in the wind. She is the simplest one to take action. A light wheel passes through. It is ordinary, but it contains unparalleled murderous principles.
"Boom~~~"
The sky of the small world within the temple was almost torn apart, and countless high-hanging islands were crushed into dust. If the Holy Power hadn't still existed, it would have been even more serious.
The powerful storm swept almost all the monks, and everyone who was fighting for it looked horrified. Is this a Taoist palace? I'm afraid the Four Extremes don't have such strength!
The blazing brilliance and divine flames were dreamlike, shrouded in billions of rays of light, and finally the five people in the center were revealed.
But the scene was even more desperate. Four saint-level figures surrounded Bai Meng but could not defeat him.
Bai Meng has a majestic body and heroic appearance, and all attacks are ignored by him.
"You can't!" Bai Meng shouted, and the silver-white dreamy fist, like a sacred mountain, broke through the void with one punch, and hit the divine sword of Saint Son of Dayan hard, emitting a boundless light.
"Crack!"
There was a heart-stopping sound, and a crack appeared in the center of the golden divine sword, slowly spreading out.
"What!"
"How can this be?"
Everyone was astonished. This was a weapon woven with some laws. Although it was not perfect yet, it was like the Tao.
"Isn't he no longer the Son of the Holy Son, but the legendary Son of the Emperor?" Someone's voice trembled.
This sentence caused an uproar, and everyone thought of the glorious and prosperous era in the ancient times. The figure of the Holy Son was nothing at all. In that era, there were emperor-level figures who conquered the nine heavens and ten places and suppressed all dissatisfaction. That was the real
of genius.
But usually the so-called qualifications of a saint are just a ticket to the emperor's path!
Bai Meng fired his second punch. There were no fancy moves, only the indestructible divine fist, which hit the light wheel of Saint Daoyi so hard that it could not be crushed down and was forced to stop mid-air.
"Crack!"
This time the sound was louder, and a large clear crack appeared. The light wheel shook, and the light overflowed, spreading across the snow-capped mountains like ripples.
Saint Dao Yi's face turned pale, her weapon was destroyed, and Dao Lian herself suffered a backlash that could not be ignored.
Holy Son Dayan also stepped back a hundred meters, looking at the Dayan Divine Sword with a distressed look on his face. You must know that the material of the Divine Sword is mixed with brass and fine stones, which is extremely hard and was refined by the ancient saints.
Bai Meng's body was even more shocked. Is this person made of fairy gold?
From the collapsed void, thousands of rays of innate divine light suddenly fell down, and thousands of feet of mortal dust sprang out, turning into a thirty-six-story bronze fairy tower, with each floor triggering a kind of avenue!
"The Tao of the Western Emperor? The strongest Tao, Gongjuan, but it's a pity that you can't practice it well enough!"
Bai Meng smiled long and stood still. He opened his mouth and spat out the white jade fairy mirror, and came forward to meet him.
The fairy mirror absorbs and reflects the vast world of mortals. The three three-color ancient city buildings are floating, and the white jade fairy light is gushing and surging, dyeing every part of the sky and earth as gorgeous as the sea.
The thirty-six-layer bronze tower was crushed into a bronze disc by the ups and downs of the ancient city of immortality, breaking through the thirty-sixth layer of the sky, piercing the immortal chain of the eyes with endless glow, and scattering the fairy mist of the Saint of Yaochi.
Revealing her fairy-like face, which looked like a moonlit flower, the blood at the corner of her mouth was even more pitiful.
"That magical mirror is probably some kind of immortal gold, otherwise it wouldn't be so amazing."
"Hunyuan Holy Light!"
The gods of the five elements stand horizontally and wave light in the five directions of heaven and earth. In the void, five gods appear and evolve the five elements. Then the earth, fire, wind and water rotate, and the Hunyuan is reincarnated. Chaos is unified, and a small world born from the transformation of the heavens is opened.
The black and yellow energy of Taoism flows, and the golden and holy breath is like a saint who has mercy on all living beings in the world, rendering the whole world.
"Have you walked away from the Holy Light Technique of Shaking Light Holy Land? Does Holy Son of Shaking Light want to embark on that path in this life?"
Someone murmured.
But the result is still cruel. Faced with this terrifying world that is faintly beyond the ordinary four extremes, Bai Meng is indifferent and ruthless, and the stars in the ice abyss evolve with his own hands. The desolate and dark Jedi directly destroys that world, and the dreamlike Tao flows through the body, urging the white jade fairy mirror.
Swallow billions of rays of holy light.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang stepped back. Although his clothes were messy, his eyes were still calm.
"Do you still want to go?" Bai Meng's tone was cold and stern, his snowy clothes were condensed, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his eyes were like lightning.
This kind of arrogance and self-centeredness is really irritating, but still no one dares to confront him.
The Holy Son of Dayan looked angrily, held the broken sword, and put it down again.
"Brother Dao is more skilled, I admit defeat this time." The Holy Son of Yaoguang was very indifferent, without any appearance of a loser, and Feihong Holy Light left.
The calmness of the Holy Son of Yaoguang made Bai Meng sigh seriously. Regardless of whether this Holy Son of Yaoguang has been inherited by that ruthless man or not, with such a Taoist heart, he will definitely be a generation of heroes in the future!
The Yaochi Saint and others have no intention of wasting time. The opportunities in other places in the temple remain the same. Since there is no hope of immortal gold, they cannot miss the others.
Saint Son Dayan's eyes were dark, his murderous intention was looming, his skills were inferior to others, so he could only endure it.