Just listening to the sound is like a whisper coming from a dream. It is an echo of distant ancient times. It does not belong to this era and should not exist in this world.
What was carried out of the void was an old man lying on his side on a couch.
His face is old and full of wrinkles.
Skinny as a ghost.
There is a pair of bright eyes in the thin and deep-set eyes, as if they have received the curse and blessing from the gods and demons.
These eyes should not be carried in a decaying body.
The first thing Tu Shanjun noticed was these eyes.
When he wanted to see the other person's face clearly, the hanging pale hair blocked him, preventing him from truly seeing who the other person was, where he came from, and where he was going.
Tu Shanjun didn't know him, but Luo Tianfeng did.
Not only did Luo Tianfeng know each other, but Luo Manping and Gusu Cuiguang also knew each other.
"Old King."
Luo Tianfeng called out the other party's name with a gloomy look. He consciously changed the process of suppressing Luo Tianpeng and did not give Luo Manping and Gusu Cuiguang any chance to convey the news.
Even when Gusu Cuiguang rebelled, he never panicked.
At this moment, I really felt frightened and nervous.
He didn't understand how the old king found this place.
"Are you surprised, Tianfeng? The ancient Shinto magic weapon is not yours alone."
His voice sounded so ancient.
Calm and indifferent, as if he had already secured victory. No, he had planned everything so exquisitely, from letting Luo Tianfeng's soul go to finding the magic medicine.
Even though the magic medicine was in front of him, his expression remained unchanged.
He indeed has the bearing of an ancient king.
…
Immortal eyes.
Lift your eyes and plunder.
Tu Shanjun's pale palm holding Tian Jie exposed several blue veins.
Just when he stopped taking action, in just a moment, Gusu Cuiguang had already used mystical skills to regenerate the severed limbs, trace back the flesh and blood, make the body intact, and stand up from the pool of blood.
"Young man, you seem very unconvinced."
The old king looked sideways at the nervous red-haired main soul.
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly.
He was not unconvinced, but felt pity.
He had defeated Gusu Cuiguang just now, and he might not have such a good opportunity in the future.
Once Gusu Cuiguang stood up and gained experience in fighting, the initial method of risking one's life became ineffective.
In the final analysis, he was only in the False Realm, relying on the Divine Weapon Sky Strike and the Immortal Dao Body to win against Gusu Cuiguang's mentality of overpowering him with strength.
Even if he uses the secret technique of ascending to immortality, Dharma, and the power of Gathering Ghost King, he will probably only be able to gain the upper hand, but will not be able to easily kill Gusu Cuiguang.
Unless Luo Tianfeng forced Luo Tianpeng to do it, causing the opponent to abandon his body and fight with his soul.
Then the characteristics of the Soul Banner will be fully exerted, and the Soul Banner at that time may be the best magic weapon in the world.
Now that Gusu Cuiguang has recovered from his injuries, he has arrived again at an old monster whose depth he cannot discern, and six monks who followed the old monster.
Tu Shanjun glanced at Luo Tianfeng, who was recovering from his injuries.
Now we can only hope that Luo Tianfeng can suppress his injury.
"You don't have to look at him."
"He can't stand up."
The old king seemed to have sentenced Luo Tianfeng to death.
He also completely stopped Tu Shanjun from asking for help.
"Aren't you going to get out of the way?"
Tu Shanjun was stunned by his words.
It turned out that at some point, he had blocked the entire chariot, or in other words, he had not moved at all, and the chariot flying out of the void was about to pass by where he was standing.
He only needs to get out of the way to let the King of Heaven pass in front of him.
He will not be hurt or seriously injured.
Not even dead.
The magic medicine was of no use to him.
The so-called fights and incidents have nothing to do with Tushanjun. He is just using the internal fights within the Asura Sect to accumulate his own strength.
It's somewhat despicable to interfere in other people's internal fights, not to mention harvesting souls from them.
Tushanjun doesn't care about other people's opinions.
He just wants to save people.
Even if this power makes him bow his head, he is willing to do so.
Just like when he faced the Sunset Sword Sect in Daheishan, he was willing to bow to Yangcheng for the safety of Daheishan, the monks who followed him and the people he loved.
At that time, he was still very weak, and Yangcheng was like a sun.
It was said that it was cooperation, but in fact it was Taoist Brother Yuyan who ruined his face.
One generation, two brothers.
For the sake of friendship, he was willing to bow his head again. He just wanted Yue Yan to survive the scheme of Lord Jambudvipa.
For this reason, he sneaked into the realm of the underworld, changed his original strategy of choosing the banner master, and instead chose the partner for cooperation, which was Luo Tianfeng.
Luo Tianfeng is not a good person.
He is not a good person and always gives up easily when making a decision.
Just like Tu Shanjun said, why he is more inclined to kill evil, because at that time he will never be soft-hearted, nor will he be soft-hearted.
Now he stands in front of the King of Heaven.
It's not for Quanluo Tianfeng's life.
Instead, he is guarding that immature miracle medicine!
Miracle medicine.
Resurrection from the dead.
Flesh and bones of the living dead!
With this magical medicine, Taoist Brother Yuyan's chances of survival are increased by at least 50% to 60%.
Tu Shanjun clenched the Sky Strike tightly, shook his head and said, "I can't let it go!"
The tone is firm and decisive.
There is no indifference or indifference, only perseverance!
The seven-foot body looks like a tiny mantis in front of the huge chariot frame.
"presumptuous!"
The great sage standing in the sky shouted angrily: "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are invincible just because you defeated Gusu Cuiguang by using a trick? To kill you, I only need three moves."
The cold breath bloomed, just like the ancient moon suppressing the earth, covering the world with silver sand.
There are still three words for Tushanjun.
"Can't let it go!"
"you……"
The old king waved his hand slightly, signaling to the great sage beside him.
When the ancient king made a move, the insects beside him naturally fell silent.
They stood motionless like sculptures, waiting for the ancient king's instructions.
"Why?"
The old king became interested and continued: "I have never seen you."
The implication is that Tushanjun is not a member of the Asura Sect.
"Even his most trusted disciple, Gusu Cuiguang, betrayed him because of his personal problems. Why do you defend him so firmly?" Doubts flashed in the eyes of the old king.
In his opinion, Luo Tianfeng had his own fault for ending up like this, and was not worthy of sympathy or following.
He didn't expect that in such a desperate moment, there would be someone willing to stand in front of him.
This is really regrettable and admirable.
The old king also had a love for talents and hoped that the red-haired ghost monk in front of him would find his way back and stop working for Luo Tianfeng.
Tushanjun did not explain.
Personal suffering and perseverance cannot arouse sympathy from the opponent, and will only cause the opponent to seize the opportunity to attack his weaknesses. He does not need to defend why he is standing in front of the frame.
Not to mention telling the world whose life he was holding on to.
One person, one stick.
No need to say more!
Seeing the red-haired ghost monk holding his hands silently but showing no signs of moving out of the way, the old king felt that this man was really stubborn and scary.
It may also be that the ghost monks have not experienced the fear and despair of the ultimate Taoism, which gave the other party a belief that they can resist.
Even Luo Tianfeng was moved.
Unexpectedly, in the end, what protected him from the wind and rain was actually a weapon.
This made Luo Tianfeng think about whether he was too harsh and shouldn't have restricted Tu Shanjun's strength, otherwise he might not have ended up in this situation.
Everything has happened, and there is no use in recalling it.
Luo Tianfeng also knew that the friendship between the two was probably not for him.
"General, please kill this beast!"
The great sage standing on the left who was the first to rebuke Tushanjun moved his hands forward.
"Don't kill him."
"Here."
The big man wears a purple crown and a cassock robe.
The mysterious light and magnetic element is filled with a terrifying aura.
He opened his mouth and spat out a ray of black light. The light was like the tidal wave of the sun and the moon, and it instantly covered Tushanjun, just like a raging wave sweeping a stone into the vast sea.
The big man took one step forward and stood in the air.
Just like the big moon rising across the sky to control the new moon.
"years!"
The black air emits a gray light against the silver sand, and the big man in the sky really looks like the ancient and modern moon, shining on all things, and the gray mist released can control the growth of all living things.
Tushanjun, who was in it, felt the twilight energy for the first time.
His body seemed to be decaying in an instant, as if he had existed in the world for endless years and would eventually become a handful of loess.
The power of time really shocked Tushanjun. Even a magic weapon would hide its edge in the long river of time until it buries its former glory at some point.
"Great Sage Huyue!"
Luo Manping's expression changed drastically.
It was also the first time that he saw the power of the Great Sage Huyue under the command of the King of Heaven.
"Time flies."
"You can feel the power of time."
The indifferent voice resounded from the end of the sky, causing the old man who was alone on Yueling to look sideways. The old man with a gray beard grabbed his long red hair and laughed.
"The power of time is indeed powerful, but it is not yours."
As if growing in reverse, the gray-haired Tushanjun returned to his prime.
"What's going on?" Great Sage Huyue looked shocked. He couldn't refine this fake saint. It was as if there was a strange force protecting his body.
Not only that, this power is constantly eroding and stealing his moonlight and age.
"town!"
Unable to bear it, he took action boldly.
A terrifying large handprint suddenly fell.
Bang!!!
Tushanjun almost fell down.
In the end, he relied on the power of the divine weapon to withstand the blow.
puff.
Blood gushes out.
The broken crown made wild hair fly.
The blood-soaked demon lord was ultimately defeated by the monks who were stronger than him in Taoism.
What's more, he just fought against the top sage, and even though he won, it was a miserable victory.
vomit.
A fang stabbed into the ground like a nail.
Yang Wu was shocked and seemed to have never recovered.
The person who was invincible in his heart was now in a state of embarrassment.
Even his voice was filled with trembling pleading: "Dad."
"Help him."
Luo Tianfeng sighed, his eyes full of complexity.
He was sure that he had the upper hand, but he didn't expect that he would still be missing a move.
However, the Tao is one foot high and the devil is one foot high. Luo Tianfeng showed a cruel smile on his lips and took out the Soul Reverend Banner from his sleeve robe: "I can't get the magic medicine, and he can't even try to take it away!"
"Three refining fakes, seven half-saints, and nine peak gods."