"Get together." Old man Zhou, who had broken his leg, said sternly.
Master Boy turned his head and said, "We have also killed Taoist Lord Sanhua. The aura on Yan Fu's body is unusual, so be careful."
The strong man with a broken arm shouted from the urn: "Don't let any powerful man break through the defense line we forged."
"Look at this big banner!"
Grandma Qin, who was covered with imperial gauze, pointed at a long flag.
"Every disciple of my Immortal Sect."
"Those who die and disappear, enter the banner!"
"Junior brother, please strengthen my Immortal Sect!" Granny Qin looked at Tu Shanjun.
All the elders of Taiyi Shengxian Sect handed over their hands.
in unison:
"Senior brother, please strengthen my Immortal Sect!"
The Great Elder Chongming of the Tianyang Shen Sect roared: "Even if you shed the last drop of phoenix blood, and fight to the death, you will never retreat even half a step!"
"No retreat!"
"No retreat!"
The murderous master shouted: "Cover the old Taoist master and charge forward!"
The eight Dao Lords were in the shape of a guard, covering the 'Tushan Lord' in the middle. Dozens of Dao Lords who were also flying away were as powerful as their open arms.
As the formation changed, it was like a long sword splitting open the barrier of the Demonic Abyss. The demonic energy rushed towards the face, and what caught the eye was the mysterious breath of the great avenue soaring into the sky.
Those were obviously powerful Taoists who were fighting against them.
Tu Shanjun had no time to think and be moved. He had to concentrate on the battlefield.
win.
Better than a thousand words.
Divine consciousness spans the sky and encompasses the universe.
Among the countless figures, he suddenly locked onto Yan Fu, who was surrounded by many powerful figures in the battle formation.
Wearing a Xuanxian crown and a Taoist robe, the Buddha's rosary is spinning in his hand.
Lord Jamfu Daodao stood up slowly.
The power beside you steps into the sky.
Only a few of the hundreds of Dao Lords showed their bodies.
"Huh, don't you dare to see people?" Lord Jiji sneered.
He never covers himself when blocking others, which is a reflection of his strength.
Even if this group of cowards who are greedy for life and fear of death are superior in numbers, without courage, in his eyes, they are just cowards who hide their heads and show their tails.
"careful."
"I have recognized several fellow Taoists."
Old man Zhou, who had no legs, sent a message to Lord Yoshima.
His eyes were full of solemnity.
It can be said that they hide their heads and show their tails, but it is undeniable that these people are strong.
There are more than ten Sanhua Dao Lords alone, more than double their number.
A small difference in fighting at the same level can determine the outcome. Now that the opponent has a numerical advantage, the difference is even greater.
They are the monks who crawled out from the corpse mountain and the sea of blood. Otherwise, if they were monks who had not gone through the battle on the avenue, they would probably turn around and tear open the void.
"pity……"
Lord Yoshima sighed secretly. He should continue to work hard to convince the clan monks not to follow his arrogant temper. If there was support from the Nether Clan, the pressure of this battle would be greatly reduced.
Even though he himself understood that it was impossible for the Underworld clan to take action because of his persuasion.
Whoever wins, whom they help.
This is the key to the large and powerful clans being able to maintain their heritage, and it is also the basis for them to be able to be just outsiders.
The reason for not taking advantage of the emptiness of the underworld and taking over the underworld is because the underworld has won a game.
"Master Dao is three times more powerful than us."
"Whoever loses the ball gets into the flag."
"I didn't plan to come back alive from this battle."
"..."
The elders of Taiyi Shengxian Sect, who are the main force, communicate with each other.
…
Gui Fangfu stood in front of him with a carefree attitude, raised his hands and said: "Old ghost Ping, you Taiyi Shengxian Sect's old, weak, sick and disabled are all coming out in large numbers, do you intend to destroy the sect? Why don't you go back now, and when we kill the underworld, we will also
So that you can continue to live forever, otherwise you will have to die obediently when your lifespan is up."
Another Sanhua powerful man wearing a black iron mask glanced over indifferently and said: "You are right, we are not willing to die obediently."
"Practice is for immortality."
The old man took the words and said with a smile: "Now that you have finally achieved immortality, you still want to put a knife on our necks again?"
"The underworld wants to follow the path of the ancient divine court, but we will never agree."
"Whoever helps the underworld is the enemy of the monks in the world."
Everyone spoke, and the one who spoke was all Sanhua Daojun. In this war, only Sanhua Daojun could speak. Even if the rest have something to say, they must keep it in their hearts and communicate with each other.
Ping Chao Jing's haggard finger pointed at the other person, then moved away to point at another person, and called out names: "Old Monster Huang, Transformed Old Ghost, King Xiaoyao Dao, God of Disease, Taoist Immortal, Upside Down Bodhisattva, King of Joy, King Qilin,
Tie Xianhou,..."
Only after he named nine in a row did he put down his finger and said: "There are not many Taoists in the world, and there are even fewer who can top the three flowers."
"I can't know them all."
The expressions of the Sanhua Daojun who were named had different expressions. Some simply took off their disguises, while others were unmoved. They were here to kill people, not to recognize people.
Even if they could name everyone, they still wouldn't be able to stop their will to destroy the Soul Flag and destroy the underworld. Maybe other forces would have to thank them for their intervention.
Cut off the underworld and rise up, destroy the wheel-turning king.
"The exhaustion of lifespan will eventually have an impact on Taoism. If you are not afraid of death, you can try the long sword in my hand." Ping Chaojing took a step forward and held down the sword box.
"snort!"
"Old ghost Ping."
"Others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you." Tie Xianhou walked out of the crowd.
"Don't worry, fellow railroaders, we'll join forces." The old Taoist smiled and went to fight.
The God of Disease laughed loudly and formed a triangle formation: "I've heard that Ping Chao competes with the swordsmanship to reach the gods, so why not let me, the God of Disease, weigh me."
"Come!"
The four people immediately split the void.
"I've heard long ago that Taoist Qin from the Taiyi Shengxian Sect is unparalleled." King Huanxi walked out of the crowd and looked at Granny Qin.
Granny Qin, who was covered in imperial gauze, sneered: "You are no match for me."
"What if we add a poor monk?" The Upside Down Bodhisattva took action and tore open the sky above.
Senior Brother Zhou, whose legs were gone, sat cross-legged on a jade blanket.
Point to four of them.
Immediately, Taiyi Xuanguang spread across time and space and illuminated the sky and the earth, dragging everyone in without hesitation.
"Don't rob me, leave these three to me." The rejuvenated boy tore through the ripples.
Chongming Daojun burned the phoenix living flames on his body, burning out a side of the universe: "Everyone, take action!"
"Those two are yours, and the rest is mine."
"No objection?"
Tu Shanjun looked sideways at Ji Jianzun, and he pointed at five of them.
The last two people left were slightly weaker.
Jiajianzun did his duty.
He had already taken advantage. He had mastered the magical weapon and was able to deal with two people. It was because of the care given to him by many seniors that he had a one-on-one opportunity.
Except for him, all the seniors were in pairs.
Especially Tushanjun, not only had to fight five people, but also had to deal with Yanfu.
It was too late for him to be grateful, so how could he have any objections.
So he didn't break through the void alone, he wanted to sit in the army.
In a one-on-one situation, try your best to withstand the confrontation between the backbones, that is, the battle between Erhua and Ichika.
With him taking care of me, the situation won't get completely bad.
If you really can't, you can still help.
As the blockers left one by one.
Tushanjun, holding a banner, walked towards the sacred tree.
The five people looked at each other.
As Tushanjun advances, he slowly retreats.
Old Monster Huang said in a deep voice: "Since you are a magic weapon, why do you have to go against the will of heaven? The imperial path is not the only one. If fellow Taoist is willing to dissolve the underworld, I don't mind being a middleman and letting fellow Taoist take over the East Wasteland."
, use the method of mending the sky to refine the heaven and earth, master the power of reincarnation, and achieve the full wheel emperor fruit."
Everyone was shocked.
King Xi hurriedly said: "If fellow Taoist is willing to give up..."
Tushanjun said nothing and only moved forward.
Majestic and proud.
Look down on the world.
"You don't have to waste your words."
"That day, the Pure Land Buddha persuaded him to become a Buddha and offered him the throne of Buddha, but he remained unmoved."
"Ask yourselves, are you qualified to persuade him?"
"In his eyes, you are just the material for him to become emperor."
Yan Fu spoke very calmly and indifferently.
But what he said is the truth.
Sanhua Daojun is indeed an unparalleled strong man, but compared with Buddha and Lao, there is a huge difference.
Even the persuasion of Buddha and Lao could not sway him, so how could they let the main soul destroy the way.
"snort."
“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”
The Immortal King angrily reprimanded, his eyes behind the mask full of hostility.
Some even became furious.
It turns out that the Wheel-turning King was not thinking just now, but was treating them as if they were nothing. How arrogant is this!
However, what kind of arrogance it is.
Red Hair Crazy Waterfall.
The top corner points to the blue sky.
There is no expression on the iron-like face.
Even if he is an enemy, he can't help but feel a bit of respect.
At least he's here.
Dare to come.
Dare to join the battle.
Everyone stopped talking.
Useless nonsense.
The Taoist heart of the main soul weapon spirit is indestructible.
Lord Jambu Daodao is sitting on the throne in the Tianque of the shrine, with the ancient branches of the crooked neck behind him stretching across the sky.
Laughed.
There was endless calm in his eyes: "I defeated countless people and walked on this road destined to be difficult. I gave you time to catch up. Now, you are finally here."
"I didn't expect it to be you."
Yan Fu was filled with emotions.
He thought about who it would be and what kind of enemy he should face.
Some people walked faster than him, but they didn't notice that the former kid was catching up.
"The qualifications of the extraterrestrial devil are truly extraordinary!"
"What do you mean?" King Xi looked at Yan Fu for a moment.
Gui Fangfu asked: "What did you say he was?"
The Immortal King was stunned.
Old Monster Huang also looked surprised.
The beast-eyed Sanhua Daojun narrowed his eyes.
Yan Fu smiled and said: "You are all wrong. He is not a weapon spirit. He is actually an extraterrestrial demon who was disguised as a weapon spirit by unknown means."
"It's not a disguise. He was indeed made into a weapon, and there should be someone with great supernatural powers behind him. Otherwise, how could he, a weapon spirit, have all the magical powers of an extraterrestrial demon?"
…
"The demons outside the territory are different. They have the magical power to integrate everything into their own cultivation."
"From this point of view, he is indeed an extraterrestrial demon."
"It's unbelievable that a monk captured a demon and made it into a magical weapon."
"What a powerful method this is!"
Tushanjun stared at the crooked-necked tree in the distance and gradually looked away.
His identity was still leaked.
Yan Fu knew him when he was young.
There is nothing wrong with knowing his heel.
Saying it now is just to make him confused.
It's a pity that he is no longer afraid of his identity being exposed.
Tu Shanjun smiled and opened his fangs slightly: "After all these years, haven't you realized that you will never be free with these little tricks?"
"What's not a trick?"
"strength!"
"Let's make a break."
The soul flag flicked.
One section was pinched by ghost hands.
At the end, the hammer flies like a meteor like Mount Tai.