On top of the cloud cliff, in the Nether Palace, dead dragons are coiled, Yin Qi surges, and thousands of clusters of blood light condense into ghost lanterns, twinkling in the darkness.
In this dark mist, a black-haired young man wearing light green clothes, with stars swirling in his eyes, sat cross-legged in the dark gold dojo with a solemn expression.
At the bottom of the stairs, Duanmu Rong, the son of the Taiyin God Sect, looked respectful and knelt on the dark gold floor tiles, exuding traces of sacred aura.
"The outermost periphery is the perfect holy formation. Is the inheritance that can stop the king really left by Emperor Hongyu?" Xiang Yufei's expression was full of excitement, and he was a little moved by the inheritance Duanmu Rong met.
The Emperor Hongyu was extremely famous in the Ziwei Star Territory. He was an invincible quasi-emperor. He unified Ziwei 30,000 years ago and established the supreme dynasty. He was called the Tianyu Emperor Dynasty. He was revered under the starry sky and commanded the world.
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However, there is no immortal inheritance in the world. After the death of Quasi-Emperor Hongyu, the Tianyu Imperial Dynasty quickly declined. However, within a few thousand years, the last emperor was killed, and the entire Divine Dynasty disappeared into thin air and was lost in the long river of time.
Duanmu Rong's eyes were empty, and his body exuded the light of golden ink. The holy power of the lunar calendar and the holy power of the sun were lingering, intertwining with the chaotic energy, just like a chaotic god and demon.
Looking at his master, he bowed his head and told everything he knew: "After discovering the ancient ruins, the ancestor was born, went there with the ancient holy soldiers, and was injured by the killing array.
It’s nothing, and the ruins have been sealed by the divine religion.”
The Emperor's eyes were deep, and he moved his hands to hold out a Yin-Yang black gold disk. The black light flowed between the palms of his fingers, and the power of thousands of Dao lines moved vertically and horizontally, containing a rich power of heavenly secrets.
This is the derivation technique in the inheritance of the underworld, which can calculate life and death in the world!
Half a quarter of an hour later, the black gold plate stopped from rapidly rotating, showing a strange hexagram.
Xiang Yufei's closed starry eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the divination results of the secret weapon with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
The Xun hexagram is out of order, the Kan hexagram is messy, and the heavenly secrets are messy, making it impossible to deduce them.
"It can't be calculated at all." The emperor thought thoughtfully and smiled lightly, saying: "It seems that a big shot is indeed involved."
Just when he was about to leave, a purple light flying order fell from the sea of clouds, and was then moved directly to the Nether Palace by the teleportation circle.
This is an emergency battle talisman. This talisman will only be issued in an emergency situation at the end of the war...
Xiang Yufei frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed the Purple Light Token into his hand.
After browsing the contents of the command talisman, the Emperor felt a little cold. He took a step forward, and the fairy light shone under his feet. He shrunk to an inch and teleported from the ancient palace to the sea of clouds in an instant.
He had black hair shawl and a slender body. The green silk clothes on his body turned into a green gold armor, and a green gold war spear broke through the void and fell into his hand.
A spear came out of the hole, and the spear tip carried the murderous intent of killing gods and demons. The blood light reflected, the clouds and smoke swirled, and a space tunnel came out of thin air. The black-haired young man stepped into the light path with murderous eyes and deep eyes...
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In the far east of Luzhou, the holy power is floating, and the fairy lights of various colors collide in the air, and the blood surges into the sky, shaking the entire sky.
The cavalry of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and the monks of the Ancient Taoist Temple of Immortality kept fighting, shouting to the sky. Here, life is the most worthless thing.
Those immortals who were unattainable in the eyes of mortals are now falling like rain. Every minute and every moment, monks fall from the top of the clouds and become nameless ghosts.
In the center of the battlefield, golden ancient chariots were seen criss-crossing. Wang Teng was wearing a cold iron battle suit, surrounded by thirty-six fairy spirits. The Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven kept moving, unleashing chaotic ancient sword energy. He kept charging in the enemy formation, trying to break out of the encirclement.
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However, this time, the two peerless holy masters were waiting in a tight formation, and together they mobilized an ancient holy weapon to surround Beidi with a Liangyi formation. No matter how he charged, it was useless.
Above the clouds, thirty white-clothed monks looked indifferent and fired various streams of divine power, outlining a huge green road map that stretched across the sky. Immortal light shone in all directions, and the tracks circulated, exuding strands of the sun.
Plain runes.
This is the immeasurable killing array inherited from the Temple of Immortality. Every hundred breaths pass, this Great Dao Divine Map will gather the life essence of heaven and earth, and shoot out a Taisu Immortal Light to suppress everything. It is not something that the monks of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty can resist.
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"Peng!"
A thick green light fell, and in an instant, the murderous intent was like numbness. An old imperial uncle from the Sendai Second Heavenly Realm of the Ziwei Dynasty died on the spot. Dozens of cavalry following him also fell. The corpses exploded, and bright red
Blood flowed across the river, and he was killed by a powerful blow from the Holy Dao!
With the appearance of this Holy Dao magic circle, the Ancient Taoist Temple of Immortality took an absolute advantage and began to surround and kill the Ziwei monks.
In this battle, all the monks from the Ancient Temple of Immortality came out. In addition to the thirty Sendai monks in formation, there were also three living fossils at the peak of the second level of Sendai. They were like three white-haired ghosts. Each strike could kill dozens of iron cavalry.
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"Eternal exile!"
Looking at the Master of the Immortality Temple in front of him, Wang Teng's eyes were cold, he shouted loudly, roared the sun and the moon, and used the chaos of the sky.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the mountains and rivers shook, the void peeled off, vitality withered, countless dark abyss emerged, and space cracked through the sky, exuding a cold and lonely atmosphere, and it was unknown where it led.
The ancient secret technique of Chaos is extremely accomplished in the way of space. It can banish everything and fight against anyone. It is almost innately invincible and cannot be broken by any technique.
Wang Teng continued to refine the divine seal, pinching the ancient seal with his left hand, and drawing the void seal with his right hand. Silver light spread all over his body, and he underwent a real and complicated evolution.
He forcibly opened a dimensional door and struck out at a deputy master of the Immortality Temple. At the same time, he waved the Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven and struck the ancient saint's nine-layered jade pagoda, forcing the leader of the Immortality Temple to mobilize his holy soldiers to defend.
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Somewhere on the sky, two gray-haired old men looked down at the ants fighting below with indifferent eyes.
When Wang Teng used the Chaos Heaven Secret Technique, the ancient sage from Tianlang Mountain moved slightly and said calmly: "It is indeed the Imperial Dao Secret Technique."
Exactly the same as Taiyin Immortal Technique!
He didn't say the last half of the sentence.
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For the ancient sages, as long as they are brave enough, seizing the inheritance of the Ultimate Path is nothing.
After all, no matter how well the Taiyin Sect takes preventive measures, it is impossible to leave a mark on every disciple.
The Taiyin Three Immortals in his hand came from a Tao-killing King of the Duanmu Clan...
"It is indeed a forbidden magic. It is a bit like the inheritance of Emperor Void. I wonder if it is from the Ji family!" The longevity saint used his third eye and nodded slightly in agreement, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
The name of the Great Emperor of the Void is spread in many star regions, and even the reputation of the Beidou Princess family has spread far and wide, and Ziwei is no exception.
"So what, now the arrow is on the string, no matter which imperial clan comes, it's useless!" Ancient Sage Tianlang was very cold, with a faint light in his eyes, he was a little tempted by Wang Teng, and was ready to take action.
Seeing the greedy nature of this wolf, the immortal saint chuckled and whispered: "The master of Tuoyu Island is behind, you can take action!"
Hearing these words, Ancient Saint Tianlang frowned. He was an ancient man who had entered the third heaven of the Saint King. He once ruled a region in the past and had the ambition to be invincible.
However, facing a great sage in this world, even a saint king needs to treat him with respect. Tuoyu Yuansheng can kill him with one palm!
The gray-haired Taoist's eyes were uncertain, but he finally suppressed his desire for the "Void Sutra" and waited for the group of people from outside the world to come over.
With the battle end in mid-air anxious, Wang Teng formed the Great Seal of the Sun and the Moon, his left hand transformed into the nine emperor characters of the Luangu Emperor, and his right hand transformed into the nine emperor characters of the Void Emperor. His whole person exuded a simple and vast aura that shook the heavens.
The soft sound of "ding" was not very loud, but the holy sword came out with lust, carrying the overwhelming fairy light, and the black light floated. The soldier soul in it revived, cooperated with the soldier master, and cut out a dimensional Tiangang!
"A bird in a cage dares to run rampant." The master of Changsheng Temple frowned slightly and scolded with a cold expression.
He reached out a little, and the nine-layered golden and jade tower above his head shot out of the sky, surrounded by the golden clouds. It was like a nine-layered sky tower pressing down. It was so powerful that it wanted to kill Wang Teng alive!
As the Lord of Immortal Heritage, although he is not as amazing as Wang Teng, he has also stepped into the Seven Forbidden Realm. Now, Wang Teng, who is suppressing the third small realm of the Second Heaven of Immortal Stage with the Holy Lord Realm, is simply overwhelming and no one can do it.
block!
"ah!"
Beidi roared, with a look of struggle in his eyes, but finally gave in, and with one finger pointed out, he sacrificed a Dragon Qi Talisman Seal.
As the light yellow jade talisman shattered, a piece of Yuantian Divine Network spread out and was imprinted on the void.
"Boom!"
The earth's veins surged, the mountains and rivers swayed, and tens of thousands of dragon energy spurted out from the ancient earth.
The golden earth vein source energy continued to surge, and along with the source of the heavenly veins, it formed bundles of dragon energy source flow, and penetrated into Wang Teng's back.
Beidi groaned, endured the great pain, and accepted the earth vein dragon energy initiation.
As the golden dragon energy flew in, his aura became more and more powerful. In an instant, he stepped into the high level of the second level of Xiantai, and his divine power was comparable to that of a monk in the eighth minor realm of the second level of Xiantai.
"This is the power of Yuan Tianshi's lineage!"
Feeling the majestic blood energy in his body, Wang Teng trembled all over, a little unbelievable that just a secret technique could allow him to cross five small realms.
In fact, the immortal talisman given to him by Su Yu is enough to activate the dragon energy in the Holy Master Realm. However, since he is not from the source master lineage, he cannot fully utilize the dragon energy. Moreover, when the dragon energy enters the body, it will impact the meridians, causing additional pain...
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"This...how is this possible!"
The deputy master of the Immortality Temple opposite was astonished, but in an instant, his opponent's aura surged, and he was almost stepping into the realm of the Holy Master, which confused him.
"Be still and concentrate, it's just a blood sacrifice technique, he won't last long!" The master of the Immortality Temple looked cold, his face full of indifference and ruthlessness.
He has full confidence in this battle. The ancient ancestor is behind him, and even if the Dao Slayer of the Ziwei Dynasty comes in person, he cannot change it!
Without saying a word, Wang Teng activated his divine power and wielded the Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven to strike across the nine-layered golden and jade tower.
The golden ancient chariot shines brightly, and all the mottled marks on the chariot are revived. In an instant, a real dragon roars, a phoenix roars, a black basalt hisses in the sky, a white tiger cracks the ground, and the energy of the four images surges, filled with golden brilliance, soaring into the sky.
And up.
The light of the sword was long, not very bright, and had a hint of returning to nature. It was simple and natural, without the harmonious sounds of the great avenues, or the divine power of the gods, but it changed the color of the Lord of Immortality.
"retreat!"
The Master of Changsheng Temple shouted loudly, no longer holding back, and tried his best to mobilize the ancient holy soldiers, hoping to use the power of the holy soldiers to kill Wang Teng. However, the situation changed so fast that everyone was unexpected, and there was no time to predict.
The golden ancient chariot rushed out, exuding a rich holy light, and collided with the nine-layer golden and jade holy tower, erupting with a shocking loud noise.
The golden sword lay horizontally, its edge exuding a faint light and extremely sharp. It instantly penetrated the immortal light of Taishi and killed the deputy master of the Immortality Temple.
"No!"
The deputy master of the Changsheng Temple felt silent in his heart, feeling a great fear. With a look of fear on his face, he staggered back and watched the golden sword approach.
Just when everyone lost their countenance and thought that this big man was about to die.
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred, the sky shattered, and a pale skeleton hand extinguished the clouds. The white bones were wrapped with the Dao Zhan Dao Divine Chain, covering the sky and the sun, and fell downwards. A palm pressed across the Holy Sword, beating Wang Teng on the spot.
Bloody, falling into the clouds.
"It's Lord Yunri!"
An old uncle from the Ziwei Dynasty exclaimed, recognizing the person!
All the Ziwei monks were horrified at this moment. They looked at the distant sky with fear and felt a powerful aura.
The clouds retreated, and a man in black robe walked out. His appearance could not be seen clearly. His whole body was wrapped in black robe, and his whole body was emitting thousands of rays of black light, exuding a cold aura.
This was a casual cultivator from Luzhou, Beiju. Two thousand years ago, he committed countless massacres and offended many great sects.
Just when all the sects in Luzhou worked together to surround and kill him, this demon disappeared, as if he had never appeared. No matter how many monks searched for him, they could not find him. They did not expect that he would appear today, and
Also stepped into the third heaven of Sendai.
The Lord of the Fallen Sun looked at Wang Teng not far away. He stretched out a big skeleton hand from his black sleeves. The light in his palm flowed, and the Yin Thunder Immortal Power surged out and condensed into a devouring seal. He wanted to kill the bloody Beidi.
Catch it in your hands.
"So what if you kill the Taoist? Today I will bleed, and your name will be on the monument to death!"
Wang Teng shouted loudly, his clothes were stained with blood, his eyes were filled with blood, he clasped his hands together and held out a purple electric hammer.
This is the divine weapon of the Great Sage of the Wang Family. As soon as it appears, tens of thousands of thunderous silk ribbons erupt, overwhelming the sky and covering the entire area.
Beidi spurted out a mouthful of blood essence, with a cold expression, and sacrificed blood to the ancestral soldiers, reviving the soul of the holy soldiers and shooting out a ray of light from the beginning!
The celestial light was bright, carrying the soul-stirring pressure of the Holy Way, piercing the sky and rushing towards the black-robed monks. This was a blow from the Holy Lord urging the Great Holy Soldier, and its power was enough to kill the low-level Tao-slayers!
The purple electric hammer flew out horizontally, the purple patterns on it were bright, and all the Dao patterns carved by the great sage of the human race were revived.
A purple phantom appeared, like the ancient ancestor of the Wang family was coming in person, holding a purple gold hammer. The terrifying aura was overwhelming, like a sea of stars boiling, and it was smashing towards the Lord of the Falling Sun.
At the same time, a force like the Milky Way hanging down and falling into the Nine Nethers rushed out, affecting tens of thousands of miles of cloud sea, causing ripples in the boundless void, peeling off in the arc of lightning and thunder, and thousands of miles of collapse, as if it was about to be destroyed.
Same world!
"The Great Holy Soldier of Wuque looks like this person's ancestral soldier!"
Lord Yuenri frowned, waved his sleeves, and took out the nine-layered gold and jade pagoda from the Changsheng Taoist Temple.
The black robe flew up and the felt hat fell down, revealing a white skeleton with a faint blue light shining in its eye sockets, which looked very scary.
The Lord of the Fallen Sun clasped his hands together, showing the divine power of the sixth level of Dao Zhan, and activated this holy weapon!
"Buzz!"
The golden clouds are lingering, and pieces of golden and jade patterns are blooming, like the wings of divine birds, growing in the wind, spreading out along the eaves of the Golden Jade Pagoda, it is a kind of unparalleled fluctuation!
At the same time, the nine-layered golden pagoda rose and fell, erupting with a tsunami-like sound. The fairy light illuminated the entire sky, blooming with a blazing light...