It is worthy of being the Demon-Sealed Heavenly Sect, worthy of being an ancient Taoism passed down from the ancient times. In terms of its foundation, just the tip of the iceberg is enough to make people tremble with fear.
boom!
Thirty peak martial emperors soared into the sky, surrounded Yu Hetu, clasped their hands together, and said in unison: "Trapped Demon Barrier."
Buzz...
Waves of demon-sealing power surged into the sky, forming a rectangular dark blue barrier that trapped Yu Hetu inside.
Yu Hetu punched out, and Ziwei's imperial energy surged crazily, forming a fist seal that covered the sky and struck the barrier.
There was a shocking roar, the divine light of the barrier rippled, and it trembled violently. Cracks spread rapidly, but they never broke.
Yu Hetu narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: Such a strong barrier can actually withstand the full blow of Ziwei's imperial energy.
Little did he know that the thirty peak martial emperors who came from the current direct lineage of the ancestors were even more shocked.
The Demonic Barrier is one of the four major magic elimination formations of the Demon-Sealing Heavenly Sect.
Although it ranks at the bottom among the four major magic elimination arrays, it is also extremely terrifying. The thirty peak martial emperors can use it together to trap a powerful emperor to death, and can even withstand the full strength of a peerless emperor.
hit.
The young man in front of him actually almost defeated him with one punch, which shows that the opponent's combat power has reached the level of a peerless emperor.
So scary!
boom!
An even greater roar resounded through the sky, shaking the boundless sky, and Ziwei's Imperial Qi exploded with all its strength, forming a mountain and river hammer that defeated the demon-trapped barrier full of cracks.
The powerful residual force immediately knocked away thirty peak martial emperors, and the Ziwei imperial energy swept up, crushing and killing them!
Yu Hetu's figure flickered and continued to fight towards the central warship.
As they approached, the ten powerful emperors wanted to take action, but Zu Xubin raised his hand to stop them.
He looked at the handsome man who seemed to be invincible with gloomy eyes. He knew in his heart that facing a seventh-level warrior with peerless emperor's fighting power, even ten powerful emperors would not be able to defeat him, and his sacrifice would be in vain in the end.
"Wember."
Hearing this, one of the peerless emperors stepped out with a mighty wave, condensed a great avenue spear and shot away towards Yu He Tu.
Yu Hetu's figure kept moving, Ziwei's imperial aura surged, turning into a majestic sacred mountain and suppressing it.
Attack against attack!
Buzz...
The terrifying aftermath surged instantly, destroying the endless void, and a series of explosions sounded one after another.
In the end, both the avenue spear and the sacred mountain were shattered, and the huge reaction force caused Yu Hetu to fall back three feet and stand in the air, dressed in hunting clothes.
Wenzhou Ling stood at the bow of the ship, with his hands behind his back. The avenues around him were surging, and the avenues of divine spears formed behind him. The spears soared into the sky, piercing the sky, exuding a terrifying aura.
"A warrior in the seventh realm, with the body of a small emperor, and the appearance of the scorching sun."
Wenzhou Ling said slowly, a hint of sincere admiration revealed in his sharp tiger eyes, and then slowly disappeared, revealing his murderous intent.
The sharp gun behind him was restless and about to launch an attack, but Zu Xubin stopped him with a voice.
Zu Xubin stared at Yu Hetu, who was finally repelled. His cold eyes swept across the Ziwei Dao Palace below, and his expression moved slightly.
Although Zu Xubin is arrogant, he is definitely not stupid. When he went out to hunt down Zu Canglan and Zu Xiaorong, he did not expect that something like this would happen today.
It is true that he has led many strong men, but he is still a little weak when facing an ancient Taoist tradition like Ziwei Taoist Palace that has been passed down for thousands of generations.
A mere young disciple almost killed the powerful men he brought. If a full-scale war breaks out and those old monsters buried underground crawl out, even if he is protected by three peerless emperors and ten powerful emperors, he may not be able to protect himself.
His safety.
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After a moment of silence, Zu Xubin said slowly: "Let's go."
The green mountains remain unchanged and the green waters always flow.
As long as it is confirmed that the two remnants are now in the Ziwei Taoist Palace, it will not be long before his Tianzong demon-killing army arrives, and all problems will be solved.
After hearing the order from the young sect master, the majestic and peerless emperor Wen Zhouling decisively put away his magical powers, glanced at the Yuhe River with a slight regret, put away his fighting spirit, and waved his hand to drive the warship, preparing to retreat.
However, at this time, Yu Hetu spoke, and he said calmly: "I said, you can't leave today."
Zu Xubin didn't take it seriously. The warship was already driven, buzzing and rippling in the endless void.
He lay on a comfortable soft couch, then pulled a personal attendant, and unscrupulously ravaged the other person's proud figure, and said with a half-smile: "You really dare to keep me?"
"Or do you, Ziwei Taoist Palace, really dare to keep me?"
The boy's smile was full of sarcasm.
Now he is no longer a collateral young master of the Demon Sealing Heaven Sect, but a distinguished young sect leader.
Touching him would be equivalent to declaring war on the entire Demon-Sealing Heavenly Sect. Even an ancient orthodox tradition like Ziwei Taoist Palace cannot afford such a price.
Yu Hetu smiled slightly.
The next moment, among the crape myrtle peaks, a hundred-foot-long giant leapt out, his body surrounded by holy light. While roaring, a pair of giant hands actually grabbed the warship that wanted to escape into the void and leave.
Zu Xubin's expression changed, and he inadvertently exerted force with his palm, scratching the beautiful attendant in his arms. However, there was no dissatisfaction on the woman's pretty face, and instead her eyebrows showed a charming look.
The giant Qingtian has a resolute face and a hearty laugh. The holy light on his hundred-foot-long body is getting stronger and stronger, and his world-shattering power is about to break the huge warship!
A powerful emperor was furious, and the terrifying power of the avenue poured out like a river, blasting towards the giant Qingtian, but it was all resisted by the Dacheng giant rock holy body as hard as a holy stone, and could not make any waves.
Sonorous.
It was the sound of the sword coming out of the body.
In an instant, the sword screamed, and an ice-blue sword struck like a beam of light. The void crackled wherever it passed, and it instantly pierced the avenue shield released by the powerful emperor, and the sword passed through the body!
The majestic and powerful emperor has died!
Su Qingyao, the goddess of the Tianxian Sect, stepped into the sky, her whole body covered with overwhelming sword energy, her eyes sharp, her innate sword returned to its scabbard, and she could kill the emperor without staining her blood!
boom!
A young man with a stern look rushed into the sky, like a white tiger coming to the world, overwhelming the world.
The white tiger symbol in the center of the forehead shimmered slightly, and a chaotic light that swallowed all the light gradually appeared on the tall and straight body, and gradually spread and enveloped the whole body. Hei Ge Zhan Wangjia was possessed.
The White Tiger God General Yuwen Shenju, the seventh-level emperor, Xiaocheng Douzhan King Body!
boom!
The next moment, another golden stream of light rushed towards the sky, and the light dissipated, revealing an extremely handsome young man standing high in the sky.
A python robe moves with the wind, blazing fire gradually rises in the golden pupils, and the power of Vajra sweeps out, which can shatter the mountains and rivers of the world.
Fudo Minghuang Liu Yu, a martial artist in the seventh realm, Xiaocheng Mingwang Dharma Body!
Immediately afterwards, the remaining eight inheritance sequences of Ziwei Taoist Palace all rose into the sky and stood in all directions, waiting in full formation.
On the Ziwei Ancestral Peak, Patriarch Tie Xiao slowly stood up, and an indescribable feeling of oppression slowly spread out, shaking the territory of a hundred thousand miles.
"Old man, I should also stretch my body..."
Patriarch Tie Xiao's withered old face gradually showed a touch of blood that made people's hearts tremble.
Zu Xubin, as the youngest legitimate son of Zu Qingfeng, was born with a holy body and a graceful appearance, so he naturally had a protector by his side.
Patriarch Tie Xiao has found his position and stepped into the depths of the void.
Before that, their Ziwei Dao Palace might not be able to offend the Demon Sealing Heavenly Sect.
However, His Highness the Crown Prince of Longting of the Great Han Dynasty is here now, and Zu Canglan and Zu Xiaorong are the people brought by His Highness the Crown Prince.