Six rays of escaping light fell down like meteors one after another. Before they even hit the ground, the entire holy city was trembling.
"Monkey, stop!" Seeing that they could not catch up with the monkey, the three saints were fierce and directly urged the emperor's soldiers to attack the old monkey's back, trying to force him to defend.
As long as he still lives, as long as he turns around to resist, there will still be time to catch up with him.
Three attacks that penetrated the sky and the earth fell simultaneously, but the old monkey didn't pay attention. The body and the incarnation of Buddha nature continued to fly away without stopping. Only the figure holding the iron rod of Douzhan Immortal turned around and swept out.
"Looking for death!" Qian Yuan's face turned cold. The other party clearly didn't take them seriously. He just wanted to stop three people in one avatar.
Motian and Cang Yue were also angry, and they increased their strength in their hands, intending to kill this incarnation with one blow.
Even if you look like Douzhan Holy Emperor, you can't despise the majesty of the three great saints so much!
The next second, the four emperors' soldiers touched each other, and endless energy exploded. The three saints vomited blood and flew everywhere, with shock on their faces!
"How is this possible!" No matter the three great saints or the people watching the battle, they all couldn't believe it. They were all great saints, so the gap couldn't be so big!
To fight one against three and to strike back with one strike is impossible for an incarnation to accomplish, unless the Holy Emperor is resurrected in a true battle!
And when they once again looked at the incarnation cut off by the Daozhan Emperor's Dao Shackles, they suddenly found that its appearance and temperament had undergone tremendous changes. The fighting spirit soaring into the sky accompanied by the emperor's power rushed towards his face, which was frightening.
Several people retreated one after another.
"Dou Zhan Holy Emperor?!" Cang Yue Great Sage screamed, his face and temperament were so familiar that he would never forget it in his life.
Although Qianyuan was also shocked, he was relatively calm. He looked at the figure carefully, shook his head and said: "It's not the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor. It doesn't have that kind of supreme power. It's an imperial weapon or a god..."
On the roof of Miaoyu Temple, Feng Jinghong was also staring at the figure and taking a closer look: "Is this the undying fighting spirit left behind after his death as a war immortal... It is indeed powerful, but that's all..."
This residual will cannot exert its full combat power in life, and it will only deliver a few blows if it is sustained to death, so it is not a big threat. What needs to be solved now is the old monkey's body and his Buddha-nature incarnation, and they will be there soon.
"Your Highness, be careful!" Yancai was worried and wanted to get close to Feng Jinghong, but was tightly entangled by Princess Shencan, and their goals changed.
Feng Jinghong was not panicked. He sensed with his spiritual sense that the old monkey's target was not him, but coming towards the Monkey Head Hall.
"Hey, I want to take your nephew away, have you asked me?"
With a flash of divine light, Feng Jinghong's figure appeared between the two old monkeys and the Monkey Head Hall.
"Shu Zi is looking for death!" Wang Zhan, who was victorious in the fight, was full of murderous intent.
Their clan is inherently fearless. The reason why he did not go straight to Feng Jinghong was not because he was worried about being retaliated by the Taoist Immortal and Kunpeng, but because he was worried about causing damage to Mount Xumi and Shencanling.
But he didn't expect that Feng Jinghong would dare to be so arrogant and jump out physically to stop him. Was this because he was sure that he didn't dare to kill him?
He knew that Feng Jinghong still had the human skin of the Immortal Emperor to protect him, but even if a Dao Slayer had imperial weapons, could he still stop two great sages carrying imperial weapons?
This junior not only despises his own skills, he also despises his own courage!
As soon as his temper sets in, the old monkey doesn't care about anything. Two thousand years of practicing Buddha nature cannot suppress the warlike gene in his bones.
"kill!"
The cone of the divine silkworm's clothes clanged, and the devil-suppressing rod was filled with golden light. Each of the two monkeys struck a shocking blow. God blocked and killed the god, and the devil blocked and slaughtered the devil!
"Your Highness!" Yan Cai's eyes were about to burst.
Everyone watching the battle felt cold in their hearts. No one thought that Feng Jinghong could survive this blow.
"It's over. If something happens to the Emperor, the sky will fall!" An old human leader said in a trembling voice.
"Son of God, you are confused. Don't yell at anyone. Douzhan Holy Ape, their clan is famous for being stupid!" An ancestor smacked his thigh anxiously.
The comments of others did not affect Feng Jinghong. Facing the devastating attacks of the two old monkeys, he showed a calm expression and pointed out in an understatement. He said silently in his heart:
"Come on, let me see the power of the immortal weapon!"
The world was silent, and countless people were staring at this scene, their hearts almost beating out of their chests.
"Dang~" The melodious bells resounded throughout the world, echoing in the hearts of all living beings.
That is the sound of the opening of the sky, the sound of the great law, which outlines the beginning and end of the universe, and the birth and death of all things.
When people came back to their senses from the sound that baptized their souls, they saw a scene they would never forget:
Two things have been passed down since ancient times. The invincible imperial soldiers erupted with immeasurable fairy light, and the laws of the emperor spread all over the sky and the earth. However, they were blocked by a slender finger. No matter how hard the old monkey pushed, he could not move forward an inch.
The figure shrouded in a halo is like an immortal from a myth. The heaven and earth scream for it, and all the gods congratulate it. No god's soldiers will be dimmed in front of him!
The next moment, a mysterious light lit up at the fingertips, time surged, and huge waves rippled through space!
The two ancient imperial weapons were like small boats in a tsunami, instantly engulfed by the waves of time and space, rolling and disappearing into the sky.
The old monkey and his Buddha-nature incarnation were extinguished like a bubble and disappeared without a trace, leaving not a single trace.
And as his body disappeared, the incarnation that looked like the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor also gradually dimmed and disappeared. The immortal iron rod pierced through the void with a mournful sound, and it was unknown where it went.
"No!" Princess Shencan screamed sternly, tears flying down her face.
Her eyes were bloodshot and she wanted to fight desperately, but the imperial weapon hidden in her body seemed to be summoned and disappeared through the void on its own.
Without the blessing of the Imperial Law, she was naturally no match for Yancai. Before she could even rush forward, she was forced to kneel on the ground by the Emperor's pressure, unable to raise her head.
Feng Jinghong stood in mid-air, his eyes closed tightly, and his raised index finger had not been put down for a long time. He was reminiscing about the Immortal Law that had just been displayed on the Immortal Bell.
But he didn't move, and the others didn't dare to move, they all looked at him quietly.
Someone was so nervous that he swallowed his saliva and covered his mouth tightly in fear, fearing that the motionless figure would become angry.
After a long time, Feng Jinghong finally let out a long breath, and the fragments of time and space flashed away in his opened eyes.
The laws of the Immortal Bell are too profound and far beyond what he can grasp and understand in his current state.
He can only try his best to remember the principles and feelings, and then slowly understand them when his realm reaches a higher level in the future.
Feng Jinghong glanced around, and everyone he saw lowered their heads nervously. Even the Great Sage did not dare to look at him.
He took one step forward and came to the struggling Princess Shencan. He looked at the enemy he had been thinking about since he was born, his eyes no longer wavering.
"Your Highness, how should we deal with her?" Yancai asked.
"Kill him." Feng Jinghong's tone was very calm.
He originally thought of many ways to take revenge, including throwing him into the Goddess Furnace to refine him, etc.
But after reincarnation and this battle, the hatred in his heart has basically gone away.
Now looking at this goddess from the end of the ancient times, she suddenly felt that the way she was kneeling on the ground and struggling really looked like an insect struggling to survive. Feng Jinghong felt that he had no interest in killing her anymore.
Yancai stepped on it, and Princess Silkworm disappeared into ashes.
Feng Jinghong waved her sleeves and shocked the monkeys suppressed by Her Majesty the Hericity into blood mist. She suddenly felt a lightness in her soul, and her thoughts were clearer than ever before.
The feud between the Immortal Emperor's lineage and the Fighting Sacred Monkey's lineage has been settled.
Faintly glancing at a few people from Shencanling and Ximo among the spectators, Feng Jinghong raised her escaping light: