The object behind him suddenly turned into two wheels on the road.
Internal display operation.
In response, the golden light covered him and he transformed into a golden-armored god.
Wearing golden armor and a flower crown on his head, Gong Fengxi raised his hand fiercely and shouted out the Taoist formula.
The two wheels evolved into billions of rays of light in the Dao breath, completely merging the heaven and the earth into one, as if time and space were frozen into one layer, and only he could move freely.
"collapse!"
As soon as the thought comes, the law will be spit out.
The void made a subtle sound.
Ji Yingchen, who was in it, immediately found that his road was blocked.
It seems like the heaven and earth are ‘frozen’.
The body-protecting aura turned into starlight and shattered, and he couldn't help but panic.
He was not Luo Shentong's opponent, how could he defeat Erhua's Bian Fengxi.
Lord Dao Dao said that the magic weapon contained the Yin Qi of the Styx, which could be used to dye Luo's supernatural power, but he didn't know if it would work against Erhua's Binding Tin.
Now that the situation was critical, he had no choice but to activate the 'magic soldiers' in his sleeves.
The divine weapon has spirit and shines brightly.
The 'freeze' that was sealed with tin was instantly overturned, and the black mist covered the sun and the sky. However, the world was turned upside down in an instant, and then a jade-like hand like white jade poked out from it.
Pushing out with a palm, the golden light that sealed the body with tin disappeared without a trace, and the golden armor on his body completely decayed and fell.
Feng Xi was horrified and hurriedly sent out billions of light wheels, but all of them were eroded by the divine light. He yelled: "Damn it, what tainted my divine weapon?!"
A roar broke away from the mist, and sealed the tin to reveal his true form.
It is a golden pig with a head and a tail.
"Are you going to lose?" Luo Shentong was stunned for a moment.
His eyes were fixed on the battle situation.
Why did Bing Feng Xi, who had the upper hand just now, suddenly show his true colors to resist?
A Erhua Dao Lord should not be so weak.
When he saw the black mist, Luo Shentong narrowed his eyes.
Fear flashed in his eyes.
Fortunately, I didn't take action.
The black mist released by Ji Yingchen will contaminate his blood magic.
If he takes action again, he will only be defeated faster than Feng Xi.
"Sea-covering pot." Taoist Lord Huo Ya said with a solemn expression, "One of the ancestral weapons of the Nether Clan."
"It turns out to be that treasure."
King Yaksha suddenly realized and said: "This is the ancestor of the weapon spirit of the Nether Clan, the Three Flowers at their peak. If it is that treasure, I think it will be dangerous for me to become a Taoist friend."
Wu Rong, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly frowned and was about to say something when he noticed the change in the evil aura around him.
The light mist turned into a cloak and fell on the demon god's shoulders, revealing his true form.
A hoarse voice then sounded: "Item Spirit."
Wu Rong looked at it in astonishment.
The battle situation in Yuantian has been decided, and the sky and the earth became colorless after Fu Hai Ke took action.
Revealing and sealing the tin is like a pig stuck in a quagmire and losing its strength. Even the road carrying it is polluted. It is estimated that it will not be long before it is overturned and completely taken away by the sea pot.
But what surprised him even more was the excitement in the eyes of the master beside him.
In his impression, although his master was strong, he was not warlike. He was more about solving problems with strength.
He thought it was the weapon spirit's excitement after meeting its kind.
Not actually.
Tu Shanjun was indeed excited to see the 'Weapon Spirit', but he didn't want to fight, but wanted to know the source of mana of other Weapon Spirits.
It is true that such opponents are too rare.
He has never seen other weapon spirits since he became enlightened, and has only heard of their names.
No weapon spirit will share its secrets.
Not to mention revealing the source of his magic power.
Now that the opportunity is rare, of course he must be excited. This may be the key to solving the source of the soul flag's mana.
"Master, I'm afraid that the Dao Lord of the Underworld will be around in the void." Wu Rong lowered his voice.
He will definitely take action.
If they didn't show sufficient strength, it would be impossible for the Hades to watch the underworld unify the northwest.
"I've found him."
Tu Shanjun's eyes were calm and his voice was hollow and hoarse. He turned his head to look at Wu Rong and said, "Northwest Guixin, your cultivation should be completely stable, right?"
Wu Rong smiled: "I can't hide it from you."
"good."
"The moment the upper reaches of the Styx came under my control, my fate was completely stable."
While speaking, he looked up at the sky. He didn't know if he was truly destined, but since he had reached this point, he must bring something to the world.
"If you have the intention to do good, you will not be rewarded even if you do good; if you do not have the intention to do evil, you will not be punished even though you are evil."
'It's for fairness.'
Wu Rong stood up slowly.
The great king of destiny inherits the destiny.
This is the way to go, no one instructs or guides it, it is his own choice.
If he had any other wish after having his own place to live, it might be peace in the world.
…
"Oops."
"Oh no, no, no!" Feng Xi panicked. He had already recognized the 'person' who had taken action. To be precise, it was not a human, but a magic weapon.
The ultimate divine weapon spirit that is comparable to Sanhua Daojun.
Once it is put into the pot, it will be turned into a mist in a short time.
Ji Yingchen was also stunned. He really thought he was Dao Lord's 'magic weapon', but he didn't expect it to be the ancestor of the sect.
Quickly salute.
He had only heard of his ancestor's reputation before, but had never seen him in person. When he didn't want to see his ancestor, he was the one who faced the enemy in Linhai City.
Ji Yingchen was overjoyed, his eyes flew over, and he sneered: "Hmph, Bing Feng Xi, you are also an unparalleled power, a hero of a generation, you just don't want to make progress and you just surrender to the underworld, now you can foresee your own fate."
"Those who offend my underworld should be refined into a ball of yin energy in a pot!"
Feng Xi did not dare to howl and concentrated on resisting the refining of the sea-turning pot.
Regret also arose in his heart.
Why was he so eager to show off? If Luo Shentong had been allowed to fight, he would have been able to defeat this killing calamity.
I'm afraid I can't keep my integrity.
Thinking about it, it is better to escape from the soul and reshape the body.
He quickly said something to divert the other party's attention: "Don't be arrogant, there is also an ancestor of Sanhua's weapon spirit in the underworld!"
Ji Yingchen was about to call for war, and said sarcastically: "I'm just afraid that he won't dare to take action."
"Come if you can!"
call!
The fog clears and the clouds clear.
The coolness suddenly touched Feng Xi's neck, and Feng Xi screamed. His heart was in chaos, and he said: "It's bad, it's bad, it's already reached my neck."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave if I don't give up this body."
Before he could even get out of his body, he found himself pulled out of the quagmire with a snap.
The golden pig and Feng Xi looked down.
Surprised, he turned around to take a look.
Shocked.
It turned out that the coolness just now was not from his body but from someone else's palm. The blue-white ghost hand grabbed his neck and lifted him out, out of the mist quagmire.
Let’s look at the owner of the ghost hand.
Green face, fangs, red hair dancing wildly.
Wearing the disguised robe of hell.
The ground the iron boots stepped on turned into solid ground, and even the turbulent mist seemed to be shunned by the beasts that did not dare to step forward, like a whirlpool quagmire that had leveled off.
The large and small pupils rotate slowly.
A yin and yang millstone is like a wheel of merit hanging behind you, and when it rotates slightly, it emits a subtle echo of the avenue.
The two pig heads sealed together with tin gave out a foul breath.
"Thank you, Lord Dao!"
The pig's trotters are raised in hand and saluted.
He flew away from the green and white ghost's hand.
Tu Shanjun nodded slightly, turned his gaze, and his eyes that contained life and death moved from fast to slow, as if searching for the 'similar' lurking in the mist. His fangs moved slightly: "Fellow Taoist, since you are here, why don't you see him?"
The fierce Yingchen looked like he was facing a formidable enemy and stared at Tushanjun who took action.
He couldn't see clearly the Daoguang Xuanqi around Tushanjun.
It was as if he was standing in front of an abyss with no end in sight. In the blink of an eye, the abyss disappeared as if it had become the sky. There was even a faint fear in his heart.
By vigorously rotating the thoughts, visions will appear in the sea of consciousness.
"Ask the ancestor to refine the enemy!"
call!
Dark fog blocks out the sun, covering the sky in darkness.
The heaven and earth transformed in an instant, completely solidifying into a cage.
The sea-covering pot poured out a river of Styx across the sky.
The river water suddenly covered Tushanjun's iron boots, and the originally turbulent water solidified into one body, as if Tushanjun standing there was originally a part of the river, but now it was just taken away by the river again.
The steaming river mist completely enveloped Tushanjun.
"The ancestor will also be defeated, right?"
The great sage in the crowd exclaimed.
They had just taken refuge in the underworld. If they were defeated so easily, then they were obviously on the wrong ship. By then, they still don’t know how much resources they would have to spend in exchange for the underworld’s forgiveness.
The uneasy mood spread among everyone, and even the Taoist princes who were feudal lords were affected.
You look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.
"No!"
Elder Qiu blurted out angrily and shouted: "Ancestor will never be defeated!"
He believed in Tu Shanjun's strength.
Yu Shen secretly prayed: "You must not lose."
Bada.
Bada.
Master Ruzang turned the rosary beads in his hand and held the Buddhist ritual in one hand.
He still hasn't found his mother, and the sixty-year agreement will be renewed. He doesn't want Tushanjun to lose. This battle is about whether the underworld can unify the northwest and whether it can take a further step.
If you lose...
Ruzang shook his head slightly, he couldn't imagine what the ending would be.
But he will stand with Hell until the last moment.
"Do you, fellow Taoist, not want to show up so much?"
Tu Shanjun raised his hand and flicked it.
The mist and sky suddenly exploded.
His eyes narrowed: "I found you!"
He stretched out his ghost claws and grabbed forward.
The time and space in front of you seem to overlap.
It wasn't that Tushanjun stretched out his hand to grab it, but that the moment Tushanjun stretched out his hand, time and space intertwined and pushed the person he was looking for to this position.
One grip.
boom!
The space exploded.
The spirit of the vessel covering the sea pot appeared in the void.
It was a woman wearing a veil, with beautiful eyes that were flowing like clear waves with a smile on her face, and she was wearing a black dress that outlined her graceful figure.
He frowned and asked, "How did you break through my Styx Formation?"
Tu Shanjun asked: "Shouldn't you tell yourself your family name before asking others?"
"I have a question. I wonder if my fellow Taoist can answer it for me first?"
Fuhai Weapon Spirit shouted angrily and asked: "You are so rude!"
"Retreat quickly and I may spare your life."
"Fellow Taoist, if you don't tell me, I'll come and see it myself." Tu Shanjun strode forward.
The ghost hand was found again.
Go straight to the head of the sea-turning pot spirit.
Obviously, he wanted to show the true nature of the old devil and use the soul-searching technique.
"How brave!"
The sea-turning pot spirit was furious.
All the way up to the River Styx.
The great array rotates to transform this void into the world inside the pot.