Manjusri's face was pale, his voice was hoarse, and his abdomen was penetrated by ferocious fingers. His whole body was shaking when he spoke, and cold sweat slowly dripped down his face.
His words will undoubtedly serve as a reminder to everyone.
"That's right, why did you forget about these little devils?"
"The ancestors of Yin and Yang became Demon Saints, which will be of great help to them. They will definitely not join forces with us."
"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true, these damn bastards are like flies, they will run out if they are not careful."
"That's right, although there is Dongshan's protection, there are countless sideways to the devil's path. Who knows what despicable means they will use."
"Let's do this, let's leave the two quasi-sages to take care of us."
"Zhen Yuanzi, Lu Ya, you two stay."
At this point, after Manjusri's reminder, many quasi-sage strongmen in the righteous camp finally reached a consensus.
As the magical power of Tongzhou was activated one after another, the sky bloomed with thousands of rays of rays of light that covered the sky and the sun.
Countless visions of the great avenues emerged one after another along with the earth, wind, water and fire, forming a vast ocean stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
Flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking oil.
The emperor's sword was bathed in countless visions, as if the sharp edge had been suddenly condensed and quenched, and suddenly bloomed with a glorious light that soared into the sky and broke through the clouds.
The soul of the ancestor of Yin and Yang raised his head and stared at the unpredictable sky, feeling suddenly terrified and uneasy in his heart.
The initial strategizing, so easy to grasp, has fallen apart in the majestic universe of heaven and earth.
He frowned, moved his thoughts slightly, and used his remaining aura to stir up the spring breeze, turning the immortal zombie fragments around, constantly improving the final defensive front.
"It's too late to make amends!"
Seeing the Yin-Yang Patriarch's hard struggle, Haotian couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He stood in the sky, high-spirited, and his voice was like rolling thunder, surging and swirling in the Kunlun Mountains.
"Devil, that's it!"
"I will now let you see what is the most powerful killing power of the righteous way!"
Keng!
In the sharp and thick neighing, the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers all undergo drastic changes.
Haotian held the emperor's sword in his hand and slashed it in the direction of the Yin Yang Ancestor, emitting a dazzling and extremely bright light.
In an instant, the colorful, colorful and countless Dao Yun luster collided and intertwined between the heaven and the earth, bursting and surging, like a noble and beautiful peacock spreading its tail, mixed with a large number of sword shadows that could tear the void, and headed towards the capital formation.
Slap it away hard.
Wherever the sword light goes, everything is silent, the Tao Yun is eliminated, and the heaven and earth are annihilated into nothingness, telling the silent fear.
The impregnable defensive formation could not even last for half a breath before it was destroyed like a torrent.
The killing charm is wanton and jealous, destroying everything it touches, and the traces of plunder are full of domineering
Like exploding fireworks, the killing sword light instantly transformed into countless contending visions. They galloped along with the rotation of the formation, as if they were wolves, tigers and leopards that were not afraid of life and death, covering the soul of the ancestors of Yin and Yang, crazy and fearless.
Devouring it with his big mouth.
They are the manifestation of the essence of the Dao, possessing terrifying power. Every time they bite, they will cause hideous wounds. The remaining Dao Yun forms a fine sharp blade, which penetrates into the soul along the gap and cuts wantonly.
At this time, Patriarch Yin and Yang finally panicked.
He secretly thought that something was wrong. He just wanted to use his magical powers to fight against the vision, but he was unable to do so because he lost his body.
Looking around, the camp that we worked so hard to build has long been swallowed up by the blood array.
Before Hou Qing turned it into nourishment, he worshiped the Tai Chi Diagram in the center and used it as the source of power for the operation of the formation.
Zhuo Lin has been suppressed by the Buddhist camp, and Qingyu Tianchi fell into the hands of Jin Chanzi.
The Rakshasa Girl returned to the Sea of Blood long ago and was hidden by the Styx Ancestor. The covenant of faith that was bound by it was burned to death by the Red Lotus of Karma.
He has strategized several huge organizations of Yuanhui, but only this old devil still survives.
"Haha, that's really interesting."
The laughter of the ancestors of Yin and Yang is like the roar of wolves in the middle of the night, with an indescribable wildness and weirdness.
He took a deep breath and stared at the sky. Starlight quietly emerged from his turbid eyes, and he nodded slightly to show his appreciation for these quasi-sages.
Daozu Hongjun's journey of sharing the same boat for thousands of tribulations, as well as the subsequent inheritance of magical powers, are indeed unpredictable and unpredictable, completely beyond his expectation.
Before Kunlun was laid out, there were several powerful intellectuals who hid behind the scenes and worked hard to deduce several Yuanhui for him, listing all the changes and possibilities, and constantly enriching and perfecting each process.
But no one thought that Hongjun actually hid this method, which could allow all living beings to mobilize the avenue and condense a wave of killing that would destroy the world.
What kind of talent is this?
"The Tao Yun recorded on the jade plate of creation is not enough to support the deduction of this magical power. It seems that Hongjun has not been restrained and controlled by the way of heaven during the years he has been sitting in Zixiao Palace, and his realm has only increased as a result."
"This is the style of Taoist ancestors. Even if they are separated by years and time, they can still be amazed by him. In the final analysis, the achievements of the saint are vast and boundless."
"Because of this, enlightenment of Hunyuan is the goal that I and others pursue throughout their lives."
The ancient and majestic vast coercion, like huge waves surging into the sky, the mountains roaring, the sun and the moon shining together, suddenly erupted in the depths of the capital formation.
The ancestors of Yin and Yang stood in the endless waves of killing, like an evergreen pine, as stable as a mountain, standing tall and proud.
His soul swayed with the wind, but he could not stop his heroic spirit. Facing the wave of destruction coming towards him, he suddenly breathed out.
Phew~
The aura of the soul path is like spring thunder, blocking all killing attacks.
He has experienced the baptism of countless tribulations. As a result, his body was unable to support himself, and he was finally wiped out. His true spirit was continuously pulled by the formation, unable to break free at all. His strength dropped to a low state, like a Qingluan suddenly falling in the desert, suffering.
Full of ambitions, but no chance to fly again.
Although the situation was miserable in every aspect, after he fully mobilized the soul method, the demonic flames still surged into the sky, his combat power swept across, and his domineering and rampant pressure swept across the entire battlefield.
The tattered soul of the Demon Saint, like the wings of a moth riddled with holes, has been destroyed by about 60%, but at this moment, it is blooming with a rich and bright black light.
The black light is deep and elegant, graceful and pure, turning into billions of strange hexagonal palace lanterns, overflowing with fragrance, gradually growing in size by swallowing the light, floating in the colorful sea of fallen flowers, with an innumerable and unknown charm.
Keng!
At this time, Haotian's second sword landed in the mortal world again.
The sword light changes unpredictably, and everything is new, mixed with a strong spring charm.
Dao Yun rolled up a billowing wave of breeze and filed out along the gap. Like a reckless bandit who took advantage of others, he instantly crushed all the scenery he touched into smoke and dissipated. His stern attitude was like a heavenly suppression of the Three Realms.
style.
The ancestor of Yin and Yang remained unmoved. He flicked his finger, and the palace lantern condensed with black light swayed and flew directly towards the wave of breeze.
The palace lantern swayed slightly, and the will-o'-the-wisps soared into the sky, burning the space with terrifying high temperatures, causing the formation to become distorted, and manifested into several majestic unicorns.
The unicorn was bathed in the firelight, its body hundreds of feet tall, and it rushed out regardless of life or death.
Two heaven-destroying and earth-destroying magical powers collided brazenly, erupting with unparalleled power.
Above, there is the quasi-sage of the right path, the heavenly family of immortals, the proud hero, who has used his lifelong understanding of the Tao to condense the sword light that illuminates the sky.
Below, there is a giant of demonic power. He fights with his soul. The fire sways and changes invisibly, forming an unbreakable defensive front and blocking all Haotian's domineering and prosperous sword light.
The body is destroyed, the mind is broken, and the soul is decayed... Although he is fighting against the entire prehistoric world alone and is in a miserable situation, the ancestor of Yin and Yang remains firm and motionless, showing off his miraculous fighting skills at his fingertips.
The palace lanterns rise with the waves, swaying in the wind, and cooperate with each other tacitly, pulling each other, and the wave of sword light coming from the incoming enemy is completely blocked.
The unicorn roared and roared, advancing and retreating in a well-established manner, ferocious and ferocious, rushing back and forth on the battlefield to suppress all the killing phenomena.
The pure black light formed a continuous camp, protecting the core of the capital formation tightly, as airtight as the water curtain and the sky.
The Tai Chi diagram’s treasure light transpires, bursting out with brilliant light, providing massive gains for the formation’s operation.
At this time, casualties gradually appeared in the Tianting camp.
The majestic and vast Qingzhou magical power is like an insatiable glutton, finally draining the power of all the strong men.
The lineup is falling apart.
Every few breaths, a quasi-sage powerhouse collapses to the ground.
They were gasping for breath in a depressed state, and their eyelids couldn't help but want to close. Those famous innate spiritual treasures have exhausted their aura and returned one after another, their brilliance has shrunk, and they have never regained their original grace.
In order to cut off these two swords, Zhengdao went out with all his strength, spent everything he had, and paid an extremely tragic price.
Of course, Patriarch Yin and Yang is also in a miserable state.
He himself was seriously injured and his life was in danger. The two swords that resisted the same boat had almost exhausted the last of his aura. As a result, his soul had tens of thousands of tiny holes and was disintegrating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The overwhelming coercion of the strong man suddenly weakened, as if he had transformed from a giant dragon that could control the wind and rain, to a python that could overwhelm rivers and seas, and finally transformed into a weak loach.
"Old thief Yin and Yang, you go against heaven and slaughter all sentient beings, and you will be killed by Tao Ancestor." Haotian roared angrily with his throat hoarse, and then fell to the ground, and the imperial sword in his palm disappeared.<
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The situation is over and he has no way to turn back.
Around him, those famous heavenly immortals fell into coma and became unconscious.
Boom!!
Finally, freed from all restraints, the blood array was operating at full strength, like a wild horse that escaped the reins, a tiger returning to the mountain, blooming with a ferocious and strange blood light.
The soul of the ancestor of Yin and Yang has become extremely weak, like duckweed and weak willow, slowly seeping into the ball of light, and with the help of the Hongmeng purple energy, it undergoes the final fusion.
The dust has settled and the Demon Saint is about to be born.
In the gorgeous sea of flowers, the charm of life is gathering.
"Damn it, we are no match."
"Destiny has not blessed me, but the devil has prospered. Is this fate?"
"Such a terrifying and oppressive demonic flame, what a terrifying existence it must be."
"It's hard, hard, hard to stand up!"
Immediately afterwards, the capital array stopped operating, and all the brilliance disappeared.
The light ball in the center slowly floated in the air, and then the shell collapsed and shattered into powder, revealing the immature boy's body inside.
He has bright white teeth, handsome face, skin as white as milk, and his whole body is shining with the radiance of Tao Yun.
Standing and watching from a distance, the quasi-sage strongman suddenly felt his eyes stinging, and the powerful Daluo even vomited blood.
Not worthy of looking directly at the body of a saint!
The broken soul of the Yin-Yang Ancestor swayed randomly around the body, like a butterfly dancing with the light, and merged with it quickly and neatly.
The sound of blood flowing gradually appeared, and when many powerful people heard it, it immediately felt particularly harsh and terrifying.
Now is the moment when the ancestor of Yin and Yang is at his weakest. Even an ordinary Earth Immortal can easily kill him.
It is a pity that their bodies have been hollowed out by magical powers, and they are powerless and can only watch the changes silently.
Just when Lu Ya and Zhen Yuanzi were about to take action, the disappearing Five Elements Flag floated out, forming an innate Five Elements Formation, directly defeating the last hope.
"Damn it!" Lu Ya couldn't help but yelled, and directly hugged Manjusri's waist, urging him to use his magical power to leave Kunlun.
At this time, Tai Chi Tu, as the center of the blood formation, suddenly bloomed with endless treasure light.
An old man carrying a pole jumped out of the Tai Chi diagram and shouted coldly: "Devil, don't be so arrogant!"
Without any hesitation, the old man directly raised the generous pole and slapped it towards the body of Patriarch Yin and Yang.
Bang!
The handsome young boy's body was instantly torn into pieces by the pole, and blood and minced meat flew freely.
At this time, Kunlun instantly became silent.
The sudden reversal of the situation made all the powerful men stunned, and they didn't even react.
"Fuck me!"
"What is going on? Why is Saint Taiqing's self-corpse here?"
"Tai Chi Tu is the world inside Tai Chi Tu. This is the treasure of enlightenment given to Xuandu by Tai Qing before leaving the ancient world. It is also the most precious human treasure transformed from the body of the self."
"Incredible, really incredible."
Just when everyone was cheering, the old man holding the pole suddenly fell deep into the battlefield like a kite with its string broken.
He vomited blood profusely, the surface of his skin was covered with fine lines, and his vitality was leaking out and dissipating crazily.
"What's going on?"
When the Bodhisattva Huanxi saw this, he frowned, unable to understand the key points inside.
"It stands to reason that Yin Yang has already attained Hunyuan, and with his quasi-sage peak state, he cannot compete with it at all, so he directly chose to burn his body and his longevity, thereby launching the strongest attack." p>
Ran Deng nodded slightly, and couldn't help but admire Zi Zhi's determination.
"Because of this, the Yin-Yang Demon's body was shattered, and the plots of several Yuanhui were fetching water from bamboo baskets, but the self-corpse bloomed with the most brilliant brilliance and disappeared."
"That's it."
Dingguang Bodhisattva nodded thoughtfully, looked at the devastated Kunlun around him, smiled bitterly and sighed.
"It's really ridiculous to say that this turmoil caused the world to shake, and there were countless deaths and injuries among good and evil powerful people, but no one became the final winner. No matter which camp was injured, I am afraid that many new forces will take the opportunity to show their strength in the future.
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Ran Deng smiled and said nothing, expressing his agreement.
After this battle, the Kunlun Mountains were reduced to nothingness, 80% of the disciples of the Chan Sect were lost, and the status of the leader of Xuanmen will no longer exist; the Heavenly Court was even more tragic, not only was the secret realm of heaven and earth Yaochi lost, but the list of gods was also damaged.
It will take at least several years to repair slowly.
Not to mention the Human Religion, the whereabouts of Master Xuandu are unknown, and his life and death are uncertain.
The rest of the quasi-sage warriors who participated in the battle had their spiritual enlightenment eroded by the same boat, and the process of recovery in the future was particularly difficult.
In addition, among the forces such as Buddhism, Blood Sea, Underworld, Wuzhuang Temple, Baidu Forest, and Bei Minghai, either their mainstays defected or their innate spiritual treasures were stolen. Even Taiqing's self-corpse was affected by this.
The battle was wiped out.
After careful calculation, it seems that everyone is a loser.
"Do you want to go back now?" Dingguang asked quietly.
"Wait a moment, the innate Five Elements Formation is about to dissipate, and we have to take the Green Lotus Treasure Flag back."
The Kunlun Mountains, no, are the ruins of Kunlun.
The petals flying all over the sky are piled up like a mountain and spread evenly between the sky and the earth.
The light of the innate Five Elements Formation gradually became fainter and dim.
Queen Mother, Styx, Jin Chanzi, Tianpeng, and Jiang Ziya all held the treasure seal with their hands, preparing to order the spirit treasure to return.
At this time, the broken body and flesh of the ancestors of Yin and Yang were randomly scattered in the depths of the waste. The aura formed a rippling wave that wanted to spread, but was restrained by the innate five elements formation, forming a bright and filling blood wave of a hundred feet. p>
His heart, suspended above the blood waves, exuded a powerful and majestic charm, as if reminding everyone present how terrifying the enemy he had just fought was.
Inside the heart, there is a vague flash of purple light, which is a vision formed by the purple energy of Hongmeng.
None of the strong men left. They sat cross-legged on the spot to recover, wanting to try their best for the final fight.
Lu Ya frowned and returned directly to Manjusri, his expression becoming anxious.
He took a deep breath, it was really hard to understand.
"What on earth is going on? The Yin-Yang Demon has obviously fallen. Why is it that the finger that penetrates the abdomen is not withered at all?"
At this time, Manjusri's face was pale, his head lowered and silent, as if he was using all his strength to fight against the severed finger of the ancestor of Yin and Yang.
Lu Ya paced back and forth nervously, looking at Manjusri in pain, feeling particularly uncomfortable and depressed.
After thinking about it, he simply took out the Immortal Killing Flying Knife.
"Manjusri, the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. I will cut off your abdomen horizontally to prevent it from being eaten away by the severed fingers. Anyway, you are a glazed water body. Just soak in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool...wait!
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When Lu Ya said this, his eyes suddenly widened and his words stopped abruptly.
"You are a glazed water body, and your body can freely shuttle between illusion and reality. How can these lifeless severed fingers cause damage to you?"
At this moment, the light from the innate five-element formation scattered, and the final defense instantly became invisible.
The Five Elements Flags returned to their respective camps one after another and were carefully put away.
The heart of the ancestor of Yin and Yang, wrapped in Hongmeng purple energy, suddenly shot out towards the sky, breaking through the clouds in the blink of an eye, and was about to enter the depths of the chaotic void.
The strong men present used the thin spiritual power they had just recovered to try to snatch the heart of the Yin Yang Ancestor, but their speed was too fast and they ended up in vain. They could only feel dejected and regretful.
At this moment, Manjusri suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and a bright smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He held the severed finger hard, and his spiritual power flowed wildly.
Believe in the supernatural power and it will come when you call!
In an instant, the golden light flashed and the waves sparkled.
Manjusri's body turned into glassy water, and the amputated finger fell directly to the ground. The thing that replaced it in the abdomen was round and huge, with a faint purple light.