When the Six-Winged God appeared, their hearts were filled with despair. A Tao-killing King was simply not something that the current Chinese Taoist sect could deal with.
Moreover, in fact, they did not place their hopes on the old Celestial Master at the beginning, because in their opinion, the old Celestial Master broke through this time just so that they would not have any regrets.
The experience of this day even made many people of the older generation sigh with emotion. It was really too dangerous!
If you are not careful, the Huaxia Dao Sect will be destroyed.
Taoist Guiyun did not see what was happening outside in the Qiankun Arena, but he could feel the fierce battle outside.
Now I know that a Tao-killing King has actually been killed in the west. I can't help but feel a little scared. Fortunately, I didn't kill him, otherwise I would have given him food!
With a muffled groan, Alexander, who was thrown to the ground by Taoist Guiyun, slowly opened his eyes. His memory was still about his battle with Feng Wuhen, and then his head hurt, as if someone had hit him with a black stick.
When he came back to his senses and saw his situation clearly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
What's going on? Before I entered the Qiankun Arena, wasn't the Western style still great? Why did I feel like I had entered a den of thieves when I came out?
Everywhere he looked, there were Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes. No, there was also an old man with white hair and a childlike face, wearing a long gown.
"I……"
"Shut up!"
Just as Alexander was about to say something, Taoist Guiyun snapped his fingers, rendering him speechless.
You don’t have the eyesight to see that we are discussing important matters!
"This Western invasion seems to be to prevent me from breaking through, but in fact it is for Taishan's ancestral weapon.
They took away a lot last time, and we must not lose the rest!"
The old Heavenly Master said to everyone with a serious face, although Mount Tai is mainly guarded by the Old Heavenly Master, the Chinese Taoist sects have more or less obtained some of its ancestral weapons.
Although it may not be very powerful, some of the secret techniques and scriptures are what Taoism needs most now.
Headmaster Xue Chen nodded to them. They were all leaders of the Taoist sect, so they naturally knew the importance of the Taishan ancestral artifact.
Not long after, Feng Wuhen also woke up, rubbed the back of his head that was still aching, and glanced at Taoist Guiyun next to him.
Unlike Alexander, he had a very good understanding of this uncle's character. He guessed it almost at the same time that Taoist Guiyun knocked on the sap.
Seeing Alexander being imprisoned by Taoist Guiyun, Feng Wuhen laughed unscrupulously.
boom!
With one punch, Alexander's face instantly had panda eyes.
"Damn it, even a woman dares to covet her, that's awesome!"
Grinning, showing big yellow teeth, and matching his killer head shape, it looks so vulgar and vulgar.
Alexander glared angrily, but it was a pity that he was imprisoned by Taoist Guiyun. He had no choice but to express his unyieldingness to Feng Wuhen with his eyes.
"What, you still want to hit me?"
Feng Wuhen touched his chin, while shaking his legs, he was thinking about whether he should be more symmetrical and punch him in the other eye.
Alexander's eyes seemed to be able to spit out flames. When had he ever been treated like this?
Even Feng Wuhen back then was very shameless, but compared with now, he was just a pure young man back then!
Taoist Guiyun on the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he hooked his fingers and released Alexander's restraints.
"Feng Wuhen, I'll fuck you..."
Feeling that his confinement was being released, Alexander instantly exploded.
However, Feng Wuhen was faster than him. He finally made up his mind and punched out with a roaring sound. With a bang, a foreign version of the yellow-haired panda was officially born on the barren mountain thousands of miles away from Kunlun Mountain.
Two large seals were sacrificed by Feng Wuhen, and they were directly suppressed on Alexander.
Like two sacred mountains, they suppressed Alexander's head, forcing him to resist with all his strength.
Feng Wuhen was already similar to Alexander, and now he had gained the upper hand. It was not surprising at all to be in such a situation.
"Feng Wuhen, not only have you fallen, you have also become shameless!"
"Thank you for the compliment!"
"..."
What did Alexander say, what could he say?
He really had no choice when meeting such a shameless guy.
Jiang Chen and Zhang Longxiang looked at each other and found their match!
boom!
There was a sudden loud noise above the head, and the void split open in the middle, and an ancient tribe with green skin and horns on its head walked out of it.
A terrifying aura spread out from his body, and the void was wrapped around him.
Another Dao-killing King, and it seems to be more powerful than the Six-Winged God.
"Gu Qi, were you killed?"
The low voice came from the mouth of the strong man from the ancient clan, like muffled thunder exploding in everyone's ears.
boom!
A big hand smacked directly towards Jiang Chen and the others. For some reason, Jiang Chen felt that the person he wanted to kill was not them, but Alexander, who was suppressed by Feng Wuhen's two seals.
The old Heavenly Master flicked his sleeves, and a long river of thunder and lightning blocked the heads of Jiang Chen and the others. With a bang, it collided with the attack of the ancient strongman.
"Hmph, no wonder Gu Qi died. It turns out that Dongtu has emerged a Tao-killing King. Do you think you can stop me?"
The strong man from the ancient tribe looked at the old Heavenly Master with evil eyes and said.
“Might as well give it a try!”
A lotus made of thunder and lightning appeared under the old Heavenly Master's feet and carried him up into the air.
The two Dao-Zhan kings were looking at each other, and the void between them became a little distorted, with black lines appearing between them.
"Old Taoist priest, you have to know that I am not the only one in the Holy City!"
The strong man from the ancient tribe narrowed his eyes and said to the old master in a cold voice.
"It's not like I don't have an old guy dormant in the East. If you want a direct decisive battle between the East and the West, I'll stay with you until the end!"
There was an extra compass in Master Tian's hand. As soon as he took it out, the shaking void was suppressed.
A faint coercion came from above, very weak, but terrifying!
"This is?"
"Blue Devil, retreat!"
The strong man from the ancient tribe did not recognize the compass in the hands of the old Heavenly Master, but the Pope, who was fighting against the old Taoist priest from Fangzhang Mountain outside the territory, had an expression on his face.
With a loud shout, it rushed towards the earth in an instant.
Like two shooting stars streaking across the sky, the Pope and the old Taoist priest arrived not far from the old Heavenly Master.
The two of them looked at the compass in Master Tian's hand in shock, and were speechless for a moment.
They didn't know what it was, but the aura emanating from it frightened them.
This is by no means a holy weapon, perhaps it can be called an imperial weapon!
The pope looked at the indifferent face of the old master, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Dongtu is still mysterious and has not exhausted its energy.
Even now, there are still various ancestral weapons handed down, worthy of being the ones who suppressed the universe back then.
"Pope, are you ordering me to do something?"
The powerful ancient man known as the Blue Devil was very dissatisfied with the Pope's attitude. This old guy had always been so domineering.