The sky-breaking sound that resounded through the sky exploded violently along the sky.

Manjusri was like a brave and fearless pioneer. In the rolling clouds, he instantly escaped in front of the ancestor of Yin and Yang. He concentrated the ultimate edge of ikebana on his right leg and kicked it hard.

Keng!

It was as if the heaven and earth were trembling, and the endless waves of flowers were entangled, overlapping, and sweeping in. It was like a torrential rain, a torrent, a turbulent ocean, and the Kunlun Mountains were submerged in the blink of an eye.

The ancient and cold singing emerged quietly like drizzle.

Beautiful and soft, it also contains some warm music, creating a sea of ​​flowers that stretches thousands of miles.

The precious light is steaming, the sky is filled with colorful clouds, and billions of flowers are blooming, revealing the unique tenderness of ikebana to all living beings.

"So strong! Is this Junior Brother Manjusri?" The Antarctic Immortal stood in the heavenly camp, surrounded by many immortals, overlooking the changes on the battlefield, and felt shocked in his heart.

"Damn it, it was he who deceived me of the Spring Sleeping Picture of Futang, otherwise how could I be as prosperous as I am now." Guangchengzi's eyes were sinister, and he cursed in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"The training system of Chanjiao is really strange. The disciples who defected all rose to fame and became famous giants in the ancient times. The ones who were carefully taught are still mediocre and unable to shoulder the important task of revitalizing Xuanmen." The Rakshasa girl looked at the battle situation and couldn't help but

It's amazing.

The majestic and overwhelming flower path made Manjusri the focus of the battlefield.

He has a resolute face, deep eyes, vicissitudes in the corners of his eyes, and his whole body is flashing with gold, like the fleeting fireworks on New Year's Eve, all the brightness blooms in an instant.

"No, Manjusri is seeking death!" Lu Ya looked anxious, secretly thinking that something was wrong, and directly activated the art of rainbow transformation to rush to the battlefield.

Compared with the astonishment of the onlookers, Lu Ya was obviously calmer.

Even if the ancestors of Yin and Yang are in decline, they are still the top strong men who have achieved Hunyuan, and they are ancient powers who stand at the pinnacle of the great road.

Even a quasi-sage would find it difficult to fight against such a being, let alone a mere Daluo like Manjusri?

The unique pupil technique of the three-legged Golden Crow allows his eyes to penetrate and see the colorful behind-the-scenes of Luoying.

Manjusri tried his best to use explosive methods, but for the powerful Ancestor Yin and Yang, it didn't even scratch the itch. Instead, it attracted the opponent's attention.

"Bullshit, it's really crazy!"

Lu Ya turned into a gilded rainbow, tearing apart the sky and penetrating into the sea of ​​flowers in an instant, and his thoughts became obviously panicked.

Wow~

The cold and sticky flavor quietly emerged, and the dark and shiny little gourd fell steadily into Lu Ya's palm.

The treasure seal is gorgeous and radiant.

Lu Ya pinched and found that his orifices were bleeding, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please, baby, turn around!"

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As petals slowly fall from the sky, the battle situation hidden by the fragrance is revealed.

As expected, Manjusri lived up to Lu Ya's expectations. Not only did he not cause any harm to Patriarch Yin and Yang, he even reached out and grabbed his right leg.

"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" As if a spring thunder suddenly broke out, the rich and old voice of the Yin and Yang Ancestor suddenly struck Manjusri's heart, making him dizzy and confused.

The endless wave of flowers suddenly stopped, the magnificent sword light fell into the mortal world, and the colorful rainbow scattered and disappeared, like an unexpected shadow puppet suddenly appearing, losing the support behind the scenes, causing the prosperity and contention to collapse instantly.
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The right leg grabbed by the ancestor of Yin and Yang was filled with heart-piercing pain. No matter how hard Manjusri struggled, he could not escape.

He was like a carp whose tail was caught, struggling painfully but unable to avoid the fate of death.

At this time, Patriarch Yin Yang stretched out his finger and poked Manjusri's abdomen.

The fingers are like straight and sharp spear points, containing the pressure of sharp and breaking magic, directly penetrating the glorious defense of merit, and piercing Manjusri's body on the spot.

The abdomen suddenly became cool, and then became hot with blood. Manjusri could clearly see the lines of the giant fingers, but there was no way to break free from this restraint.

"Please baby, turn around!"

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from behind.

The invisible blade flashed and emerged, cutting off the fingers of the ancestor Yin and Yang.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of palms stained with flames passed through Manjusri's armpits, hugged his waist, and instantly retreated away.

Looking back, Lu Ya's seven orifices were bleeding, his breath was confused, and his body was trembling a little. He clenched his teeth and activated the rainbow technique, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

He looked at Manjusri's pale face, and countless words immediately came to his throat, but he was forcefully pushed back.

"I, I don't know what to say anymore."

Not only Lu Ya, but also other strong men who were watching the battle felt a little incredible.

Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions, especially the Buddhist camp. It was really hard to accept that Manjusri Bodhisattva, who usually strategizes, would rush out like a passionate young man at such a critical moment.

"That's it? That's it? That's it?"

"I have thought about countless possibilities and countless changes, but they are far less shocking than reality."

"Wait a minute, I have to share in the empty world. Ahem, family members, who knows? I met Pu Xin today..."

At this time, the Dao Refining Formation is coming to an end.

In the center of the formation all over Kunlun, there is a bright ball of light, rising like the sun in the bath of Dao Yun.

Billions of mysterious and exquisite runes gather around like sparks and fireflies, flashing, echoing, and beating, as if telling the truth of heaven and earth.

This is the final result of the bloody battle.

The body of a saint!

In order to refine this body, the ancestors of Yin and Yang worked hard, spent all their treasures, worked hard and long at night, and planned the achievements of several Yuanhui. Countless talents and rookies, and powerful old monsters who led the trend have all become this body.

Nutrients for the body.

Their insights, ideas, inheritance, and hopes are all gathered here.

At this time, the ancestor of Yin and Yang's immortal body has been scattered into smoke, floating in the sky to form the final defense. His soul is being pulled by the blood, and is constantly fused inside the ball of light.

The Hongmeng Purple Qi shines with dense brilliance, wandering between the light ball and the soul, building a bridge of integration.

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"Alas, we were defeated after all." Zhen Yuanzi shook his head bitterly, taking back the forest wheel that blocked the sky and the sun, and the ginseng fruit trees turned into buds and got into his bun.

"Is this the foundation of a saint? He can dominate the crowd and challenge the way of heaven. Even Taoist Hongjun can't stop him." King Pan's eyes were full of sighs, and he summoned waves of poisonous and evil mist to wrap up the surviving disciples.

Be prepared to be settled by the ancestor of Yin and Yang.

"Really, is there nothing we can do to save ourselves?" Guang Chengzi looked pale, kneeling in the ruins of the main peak of Kunlun, his eyes full of disbelief.

He can accept the emergence of new saints, but he absolutely cannot accept that the other party's success is based on the decline of Chanjiao.

With the collapse of the Kunlun Mountains, the destiny of Changjiao's prosperity gradually fell apart, like sand dunes on the seashore, crumbling and ready to experience any wind and rain.

Master Yuding coughed violently and was helped up by Jiang Ziya. He looked around with dull eyes, his heart full of desolation and defeat.

He looked at the sluggish Jiang Ziya, shook his head with a wry smile, and persuaded: "The accumulation of several Yuanhui has finally disappeared. Ziya, don't feel sad, this is all a destined ending."

"The ancestor of Yin and Yang destroyed all living beings, destroyed his compatriots, and changed the rules of heaven. He is a demon, a demon sage, and the beginning of the destruction of the ancient world. Are we going to sit idly by and ignore it?" Jiang Ziya's eyes were slightly red, in disbelief.
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"Ziya, we can't do anything." Master Taiyi sighed and slumped beside him in despair.

At the same time, Haotian's heart has sunk to the bottom.

He exhaled slightly, as if he had already seen the future, when the ancestors of Yin and Yang achieved Hunyuan, suppressed the three realms, slaughtered the common people, and destroyed and crushed the heaven.

In order to be resurrected, he sacrificed hundreds of millions of lives, and even his loyal brothers and sisters were all turned into nutrients for the battle array. With such a ruthless and determined temperament, what else could he not do?

Raise the soup to stop boiling, and kill to stop killing.

The ancestor of Yin and Yang has a reckless and ruthless character that is reckless and uncaring. Even the most vicious old monsters in the devil's path cannot compare with him.

If such a being was allowed to become a demon saint, wouldn't the prehistoric era be full of brilliance and all living beings would be devastated?

When the time comes, practicing the way of an emperor will not be able to take care of the safety of the three realms, and will not be able to save living beings from water and fire. I am afraid that there will be no chance of enlightenment in eternal life.

"No, we can't go on like this. We must destroy the plans of the Yin Yang Ancestor. Otherwise, with his bloodthirsty and cruel temperament, everyone present will definitely not survive."

At the critical moment, the Queen Mother stood up, her face full of perseverance and iron-bloodedness.

She held a golden hairpin in her hand, stepped on the Tianhe River, and the vision of the peach garden appeared behind her. She said in a deep voice to many powerful people: "We have been blessed by heaven and earth, and we should do the right thing for heaven and earth. Please follow me and do your best, no matter what the final result is."

No matter what, we must not be afraid of hardships, swim upstream, and explain the path of spiritual practice.”

The Queen Mother's words are like a bell, ringing in the hearts of many strong people, like a sudden burst of light in the middle of the night, dispelling the haze and gathering faith.

She is a direct descendant of Tao Ancestor. Although she lives behind the scenes in Heaven, she is fearless and works hard to govern. Naturally, she has the demeanor of a leader. After realizing that Haotian was depressed, she immediately stood up to turn the tide and led several immortals in Heaven to rise up!

"We will do our best!"

"There is nothing to fear about life and death. For the sake of the common people and the right path, I am willing to exhaust my efforts and live against the current."

"Hahaha, the bigger the storm gets, the more comfortable I feel. I'm just a zombie, so how can I be my opponent in heaven?"

All the strong men present were inspired by the Queen Mother and immediately became united and united.

They are well-trained, cooperate with each other, and sacrifice all kinds of treasures. In an instant, they will launch the strongest offensive to defeat the ancestors of Yin and Yang.
To be continued...