On the vast battlefield, above the void, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures stood majestically, exuding a heart-stopping aura. In the heavens, countless powerful eyes gathered together, with great solemnity.
Taiyuan is too low-key in the ancient world and rarely appears in front of everyone. As for the thirty-three-day treasure, it has never appeared in the ancient world, so no one knows who owns this treasure. Now that we see it,
Naturally, I was frightened when I saw the power of this treasure.
Buzz, the void trembled, ripples were drawn, and a vague figure appeared in the void.
"Emperor Jun, Taiyi, you two indulged the demon clan and slaughtered the human race, and you should be punished for your crimes!" This phantom is the incarnation of Taiyuan's holy thought. Although it is not his true body, it still exudes endless majesty, shocking the world.
Emperor Juntai's face was pale and he looked solemnly into the void. Especially the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures gave them a pressure as heavy as mountains and rivers. The two of them were at the pinnacle of quasi-sage, and they also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Hmph, who are you, Your Excellency? I, the demon clan, control the heaven, earth and stars, change the four seasons, and have countless merits and deeds. How dare you kill like this, are you not afraid of the consequences?" Emperor Jun's eyes were cold and serious, and he shouted solemnly.
"The karma of cause and effect is like floating clouds to me. Besides, your demon clan's karma is like the sea at this moment. So what if I kill a bunch of them." The shadow in the sky said silently.
Taiyuan sneered in his heart. As the protagonist of this calamity, the demon clan was already blinded by evil spirits and acted wantonly. It had long been entangled with cause and effect. No matter how great merit it was, it could not withstand it. His holy eyes were like lightning, observing the long river of destiny.
, they saw that the demon clan’s fate was already entangled with endless black energy. This black energy was the karma of the race, and it was the most vicious. Unfortunately, everyone in the demon clan was ignorant and thought that their merits were immeasurable.
It is a sign of prosperity and decline.
Besides, Taiyuan is its own world, and the karma of the prehistoric world is dispensable to him and does not pose much of a hindrance, so he kills monsters without mercy.
Emperor Juntaiyi was so angry that the three corpse gods jumped, flames erupted all over their bodies, and they trembled non-stop. They immediately roared, each holding a magic weapon, and came to kill them.
The chaos clock kept vibrating, and layers of chaotic-colored ripples spread out layer by layer, constantly hitting the precious light emitted by the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures, and the void was annihilated in strands. Although it was restrained and peaceful, there was an undercurrent.
The turbulent, terrifying energy of the law within it is unparalleled, and it is actually the strongest power under the saint.
Emperor Jun is not lagging behind either. Hetu Luoshu exudes a misty glow, and countless mysterious and profound runes divide and combine to form thousands of formations, communicating the power of heaven and earth, and continuously blasting past.
The two demon clan leaders tried their best to take action, and their power was truly earth-shattering. From time to time, they even heard the cries of golden crows, which was frightening.
It’s just that the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures in the void are even more powerful. A layer of rays of light surrounds them, seemingly opening up an infinite void world in the void. It’s boundless. No matter how fiercely Di Jun and Taiyi attack, they can’t do anything. And the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures
Still counterattacking continuously, rays of shocking divine light criss-crossed, intertwining countless mysterious Tao diagrams, bells, drums, knives, swords, and other countless true forms of heaven and earth condensed to continuously kill.
A muffled groan was heard, and the bodies of Di Juntai and Taiyi continued to tremble. The magic weapons in their hands dimmed under the bombardment of the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures.
Hetu Luoshu and the Chaos Bell are the top spiritual treasures in the world, with immeasurable power. Especially the Chaos Bell is the most precious treasure in the world. The divine power in it is by no means inferior to the thirty-three treasures of Taiyuan.
Di Jun and Tai Yi were not sufficiently cultivated to truly exert the power of these magic weapons. Therefore, in the battle with the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures, they were naturally at a disadvantage and found it difficult to sustain themselves.
After a while, the two emperors were sweating profusely, their bodies were swaying, their faces were pale, and deep in the void, a cold snort sounded, and a bright divine light brushed down, causing them to spit out a mouthful of blood. The light in their eyes dimmed, and their souls
Sluggish and with huge mana loss, he has reached the point of reaching the end of his strength.
Hum, the sky and the sky trembled, the thirty-three treasures emitted the supreme sound, roaring continuously, the huge magic weapon was like a world-destroying mill, falling from the sky, crushing towards Emperor Juntaiyi.
After this move, Emperor Juntaiyi's face showed a look of despair. They knew that they could not withstand this shocking blow no matter what.
"Our demon clan hasn't flourished yet, are we about to fall?" Emperor Jun's face showed helplessness, resentment, unwillingness, and other complex expressions, but in the end they all turned into a sigh.
The color of the sky and the earth changed, thunder and lightning were like dragons, the celestial phenomena changed, and the death of the two emperors of the demon clan was imminent. The entire prehistoric world seemed to be affected, and various strange phenomena emerged one after another. In the depths of the sky, boundless thunder was brewing.
Above the East China Sea, Taiyuan was sitting in the dojo, with deep eyes, looking deeply into the depths of the void. There, countless forces of heavenly laws were entangled, and it seemed that an extremely terrifying existence was about to appear.
"Is it true that the energy is not exhausted?" Taiyuan murmured to himself. At this time, he had already felt the terrifying pressure from the heaven.
Both Di Jun and Tai Yi are indispensable to the Monster Clan. Once these two people fall, the entire world will undergo unpredictable changes. At that time, even Heaven may not be able to control everything. After all, these two people
Once they die, the demon clan will suffer heavy losses in strength, and will naturally be unable to compete with the witch clan. This is something that heaven cannot tolerate. The calamity of the lich is determined by the number of days. Only when these two clans go away in response to the calamity, will the world enter the true state.
In the age of saints, the way of heaven will be more perfect and powerful. At this time, if Taiyuan wants to kill Di Jun, it will be an act against heaven.
Well, before Taiyuan could make a decision, a bright red light suddenly fell from the sky, pointing in the direction of Taiyuan's Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures.
This red light is mysterious and mysterious, containing immeasurable divine power. It is the red hydrangea of Empress Nuwa. This treasure became more and more powerful after Nuwa became a saint.
Boom, there was a shocking loud noise, the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasure trembled slightly, and the divine light emitted by it was rushed by the red light, and then dispersed, and the remaining aftermath fell on Emperor Juntaiyi,
It only caused the two of them to vomit blood, but failed to kill them.
"Wait a minute, fellow Taoist." It was only then that the sacred voice of Nuwa Empress came.
Purple air comes from the east thirty thousand miles away, golden flowers fall in disorder, and the glow is dense. A goddess walks from the nine heavens with a hazy appearance. Behind her head, a bright black and yellow gold wheel of merit is constantly rotating, emitting a clear sound.
People feel refreshed and refreshed, but the saint comes and Nuwa appears.
Hey, where the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures are, countless rays of light gather to form a person, who is a clone of Taiyuan.
And behind this clone is the miserable human ancestral land.