Sima Yuan grabbed it with one palm, immediately attracting the attention of powerful men from all directions.
"Asshole~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
A group of ancient immortals suddenly roared.
Everyone had a tacit understanding not to grab the Qiankun Ding. Anyone who robbed it would be the public enemy of all ancient immortals. At this moment, it still belonged to the Holy King Taichu as a trophy, so it was handed over to Zhong Shan for his care. No one had any objections, but before the outcome was decided,
, no one can take a step beyond.
Even Sima Yuan, who was with the Holy King Taichu, absolutely couldn't do it.
It was too fast. Sima Yuan made preparations to grab the Qiankun Cauldron, so he naturally used the fastest speed. By the time a group of ancient immortals discovered it, his palms had already reached Zhongshan.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
With a loud noise, Sima Yuan's giant palm collapsed. Sima Yuan was also hit by a violent aura and flew backwards.
Sima Yuan never imagined that the last Zhongshan on Fangshan Mountain could exert such a strong power?
Sure enough, when Sima Yuan flew out, a group of ancient immortals surrounded Sima Yuan, each one glaring at this unruly person.
In front of the original Qiankun Cauldron, Zhong Shan saw a long purple tail, and a large amount of sword energy washed out from the purple tail.
It was this tail that knocked Sima Yuan away.
Baji Tianwei?
Baji Tianwei stood on Zhong Shan's shoulder, showing off his power, looking at the ancient immortals with a cold look in his eyes.
At this moment, Baji Tianwei would not be much improved after eating the ancient immortal, so the longing look in his eyes when facing Yan Hui also disappeared.
Zhongshan’s mythical beast, Baji Tianwei?
Almost everyone looked at Zhong Shan's shoulder. Where did it come from? It seemed to appear out of thin air.
Baji Tianwei blocked Sima Yuan.
Although he became the focus of everyone, no one rushed forward at this moment, but waited for the outcome of the Holy King Taichu and the Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng.
At this moment, Sima Yuan was deeply wary of all the ancient immortals. He was an unstable element and wanted to rob the Qiankun Ding, so he was tabooed by everyone.
However, Sima Yuan was not injured? Everyone looked at Master Zixiao, because they were both injured in the battle just now, were they acting?
Sima Yuan looked at Zhong Shan bitterly. He should have listened to his son Sima Qing and killed Zhong Shan earlier, so that nothing like this would happen.
With a sullen feeling, Sima Yuan flew to a distant mountain peak and landed on the top of the mountain, becoming one of the ancient immortals competing for the Qiankun Ding. In addition to Ran Deng, there were already seventeen ancient immortals who were hostile forces in Zhongshan.
Sima Yuan stepped slightly, and a subtle energy rushed into the earth through the mountain and disappeared.
Far away in the south, there is an extremely desolate valley. The valley is surrounded by smoke, as if it is shrouded in a large array. If Zhong Shan were here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance. This array is exactly the same as the previous Feng Shui array at Sima Zongheng.
There are a large number of Taichu soldiers, or the Sima family's family troops, standing in the valley.
One of the men in red robes was waiting in front of a small formation. Suddenly there was a burst of light in the small formation.
"The master of the family has sent a message. It's time. The Qiankun Ding has been introduced into the center of the formation by the master of the family!" the man in red robe said excitedly.
"Start setting up the formation!" The man in red robe stood up and waved his hand.
"Yes!" A group of Sima family disciples immediately formed a formation.
This scene happened in dozens of different places. It was obviously a game, a game that Sima Yuan had designed long ago, a huge Feng Shui formation. The Feng Shui formation aimed at the Qiankun Tripod on Fangshan Mountain.
Formations were set up one after another, just to the west of Fangshan Mountain.
Sima Zongheng was crippled by Zhong Shan and collapsed on the ground with a look of hatred on his face.
Thinking of all the things about Zhongshan, Sima Zongheng's face was filled with regret, disaster star? fateful calamity? Is Zhongshan my fateful calamity? Why will I be unlucky when I meet him? Over and over again.
Thinking of this, Sima Zongheng felt even more stuffy in his chest. He tried to vomit blood several times but was able to endure it.
At this moment, a faint green light suddenly shot out from under a corpse not far away from Sima Zongheng.
Sima Zongheng opened the corpse. Because it was covered with corpses, Zhong Shan had not discovered it before.
But after opening the corpse, Sima Zongheng finally saw the small glowing formation.
"Pfft!" Sima Zongheng couldn't bear it anymore and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The head of the family's big event has begun, but something went wrong in his own department. The Feng Shui formation was destroyed by Zhong Shan.
"Oh my God, why am I so unlucky!" Sima Zongheng vomited blood and fell to the ground and passed out.
In front of Fangshan, the battle is still going on. The strength of Taichu Holy King seems to have infected everyone. Is the Ten-Tails really the number one ancient immortal?
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
There was a loud noise, the blue light in the sky suddenly disappeared, the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls shattered, and the burning lamp was driven into the ground, creating a huge crater in the ground.
Ran Deng's body was completely charred. He was beaten by the Holy King Taichu into a piece of black coal, lifeless.
In mid-air, the Taichu Holy King let out a slight breath, and the ten tails swayed behind him. He looked extremely domineering.
All the powerful men were silent for a while, including the ancient immortals, who all looked at the Taichu Holy King in silence.
Look at the ancient Randen Buddha on the ground. It has become a piece of coke.
Did the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng fail?
The Holy King of Taichu looked slightly tired, and the burning lamp below could only be said to be even worse!
Fight? Who else will fight?
While everyone was hesitating.
"Click!"
The piece of coke that burned the ancient Buddha suddenly made a crisp sound.
Everyone looked around and found that a crack suddenly appeared on the piece of coke.
crack?
“Kakakakakaka…………!”
After a series of sounds, cracks like spider webs appeared in the coke. A burst of vitality was bred from the dead air.
"vitality?"
Almost everyone's expressions changed slightly. Is Ran Deng still alive?
Snap!
Coke showed that a small piece of dark skin suddenly fell off, revealing white and tender skin? Burning skin?
Suddenly, a huge momentum emitted from the inside of the coke. Once the momentum came out, it was like a vast air flow, blowing in all directions and pressing into everyone's hearts.
A large amount of coke exploded, and infinite cyan energy suddenly enveloped the burning lamp. On top of the cyan energy, a cyan lamp appeared again.
Wasn't that green lantern destroyed by the Holy King Taichu just now? Was it restored again?
A green light shrouded the whole person, and for a whole moment, everyone realized that something was wrong. The Holy King of Taichu also widened his eyes.
"Breakthrough?" Taichu Holy King said in disbelief.
"Bang!"
As soon as the green light dissipated, the burning lamp inside suddenly appeared.
Ran Deng recovered, as if there was no injury at all, and his whole body glowed with dazzling light, looking extremely bright.
"Infinite Life Buddha!" Ran Deng suddenly heard the Buddha's name.
"Thank you to the Holy King Taichu for allowing me to understand life and death!" Ran Deng said calmly.
"Enlighten life and death and become an ancestral immortal? No, ancestral Buddha?" the Holy King Taichu said with a deep frown.
No one expected that this matter would turn out to be full of twists and turns. It had already achieved the effect of overwhelming the crowd, but Ran Deng actually broke through at the last moment? Zuxian? Is Zuxian so easy to break through?
All the ancient immortals also looked at Ran Deng in astonishment. Ran Deng was so lucky.
"I said that the Qiankun Ding is destined to my religion, Taichu Holy King, it's better not to be obsessed with it anymore!" Ran Deng smiled again.
The twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls are broken. It doesn’t matter if they are broken. For Ran Deng, he has already made money today. Becoming an ancestor is more important than ten sets of Dinghai Divine Pearls. And isn’t there a saint’s treasure in front of him?
The scene became extremely strange. Just now, all the ancient immortals were guarding against the Holy King Taichu, but now they were guarding against Ran Deng.
Ancestor Immortals, Ancestral Immortals and Ancient Immortals are different. Even the weakest Ancestor Immortal is still an Ancestor Immortal. It is the highest realm below a saint.
Ran Deng has reached Zuxian, what else is there to grab now?
"Ancestor Immortal? I don't believe you are so lucky, Dzogchen Palm!" the Holy King Taichu yelled angrily.
While he was speaking, the Holy King of Taichu struck the Ancient Buddha of Randen with a heavy palm.
With one palm strike, ten palms suddenly appeared in the void and crashed into the burning lamp from ten different directions.
In the center of the ten palms, Ran Deng calmly shouted the Buddha's name.
"This move again? This move could kill me just now, but now it's not something to be afraid of." Ran Deng said calmly.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Before the ten giant palms of Heaven and Earth were about to hit the burning lamp, the burning lamp suddenly disappeared. The ten palms collided with each other and canceled each other out, causing waves of ripples in the space.
"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Ran Deng did not know when, but strangely appeared behind Taichu Holy King. With a palm shot, Taichu Holy King flew out with a bang. In mid-air, Taichu Holy King split into two, turning into Taichu Holy King and Nine-Tailed Princess.
Two people.
One palm broke the ten-tailed body.
The Holy King of Taichu and the Ten-Tails landed on Fangshan Mountain, and blood overflowed from their mouths. They looked at the burning lamp coldly.
"The great method of distraction, if you separate, you won't be able to reunite forever. At most, you can combine to form the Ten-Tails for a short time. Am I right?" Ran Deng said with a faint smile.
Ran Deng now stabilizes the crowd, and is bound to win the Qiankun Cauldron.
"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Just when Ran Deng was about to collect the Qiankun Cauldron, a scream suddenly came from the distance.
At this moment, everyone suddenly discovered that the sky and all directions were suddenly filled with a large amount of yellow mist.
The body of the man who screamed just now was shrouded in yellow mist. Suddenly, a ferocious yellow dragon rushed out of the yellow mist.
That man turned into a yellow dragon?
Not only him, everyone who was contaminated by the yellow mist all turned into a yellow dragon in pain. Any protective shield was useless, and they were all transformed into the shape of a yellow dragon.
"Concealing the secrets of heaven and transforming into something that goes against the will of heaven? Is this a Feng Shui formation?" Ran Deng frowned and asked in surprise.