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Chapter 1975 the power of the one

While the monks in the audience were shocked, Donghuang Taiyi grinned and said: "Those barbarians of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are not dead, how can I really die with them?"

"In the battle back then, I really had the intention of dying. Unfortunately, those twelve barbarians actually had their own thoughts. This also caused the strength of the twelve people to be greatly weakened."

"In the last battle, the Twelve Ancestral Witches self-destructed and seriously injured me, but I still relied on the Chaos Bell to survive. As for the corpse you saw was not my emperor's, but

It belongs to my brother Di Jun, but I put some of my memory fragments into it to hide it from the public!"

After Dong Huangtai finished speaking, all the monks in the room were speechless.

What kind of forbearance is this, what kind of strategy is this, actually toying with the monks of the three realms in the midst of applause.

At the same time, a monk suddenly realized and said: "I see, no wonder Emperor Jun was nowhere to be seen in that battle. You had already devoured Emperor Jun, and the three-legged Golden Crow corpse that emerged from the two combined was just right."

Let you implement a method of concealing the truth!"

"Donghuang Taiyi, I have to say that you are so cruel that you won't even spare your own brother. You are simply heartless!"

"But even though you are resurrected today, I think your power seems to be that of a pseudo-sage, right? Your strength has not yet returned to the peak of the ancient times. Do you really think that we dare not kill you?"

"

As soon as these words came out, the monks around him were ready to move.

Although Donghuang Taiyi's reputation was resounding in ancient times, he has not yet returned to the peak combat power of that era, nor has he reached the point where he is invincible except a saint. If they join forces to fight, who will win or lose?

unknown.

Taking in the reflections of the monks around him, Dong Huangtai couldn't help but flash a trace of disdain in his eyes.

He curled his lips, and with a wave of his hand, the Chaos Clock appeared in his hand.

Standing with the Chaos Bell in hand, Donghuang Taiyi glanced at the entire audience and said with a cold look: "You are worthy of being my enemy? Very good, it seems that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and you have forgotten that you were attacked by me.

The terror controlled by you, I will kill you today so that the monks in the entire three realms will know that I am back."

As he spoke, Donghuang Taiyi shook his right hand, and as his magic power surged, the chaos clock in his hand suddenly resounded in all directions: "Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The bells of chaos rang loudly, and the murderous anger burst out at this moment.

The faces of the pseudo-holy monks around him changed drastically. They quickly gathered together regardless of their previous hostility and looked at Donghuang Taiyi warily with their spiritual treasures in hand.

After a moment, one of them seemed to have thought of something and yelled: "Go ahead and kill him. If this guy doesn't die, Chaos Clock will have no share of us at all. And with his cruelty, he will even kill his own brother."

With a murderous mind, we will definitely die!"

Hearing this, solemn expressions appeared in the eyes of many monks.

Although this person's words are a bit paranoid, it is undeniable that there is such a possibility. After all, Donghuang Taiyi's cultivation has not yet recovered. Judging from the previous situation, the latter definitely wants to use the power contained in the monk's body.

to recover.

Hunter and prey, neither one wants to become the prey.

Almost instantly, many monks shouted lowly and controlled the Lingbao to kill Donghuang Taiyi preemptively.

In response, Donghuangtai's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she said: "Very good, in that case, I won't waste time with you, you will become the first batch of sacrifices for my return today!"

As he spoke, the chaos bell in Donghuang Taiyi's hand rang again.

Boom——

Boom——

The power of the innate treasure burst out, and the monks who were attacking him from all directions were immediately imprisoned in mid-air.

The next second, Donghuang Taiyi's figure shook, and a huge three-legged golden crow, which was over a thousand feet tall, emerged.

As the Golden Crow crows, its wings flap, and its huge size disappears from where it was in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the Golden Crow appeared in an area hundreds of miles away. The area where many monks were located suddenly exploded, and the bodies of the monks lost their flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When all the vitality in his body disappeared, balls of golden sun flames rose up, wrapping around his remains and burning. The golden flames filled the sky like fireworks. Every time they exploded, there was a false saint, Perfection, or even a false saint.

The body of a Dzogchen monk dies and is digested into ashes!

Hundreds of miles away, the three-legged golden crow looked shiny, and the figure of Donghuang Taiyi reappeared.

All he could see was his blond hair and golden eyes, wearing a royal robe with a lifelike pattern of three-legged golden crows.

Reaching out to wipe away the blood stain on the corner of his mouth, Donghuang Taiyi licked his lips, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and murmured: "After a hundred thousand years, I finally found an opportunity to recover."

"This Buzhou ruins has been revealed, and the Six Saints and others have come here. As long as I can devour one of them, I will be able to restore 70% of the combat power of the ancient times. Even the saints in the sky will not be able to do anything to me."

"However, the restraining power of Heaven's Dao is still very strong. After all, we should return to the original state as soon as possible and even break through the imperial realm and reach a higher level. Otherwise, it is very likely that under the general trend of Heaven's Dao, we will face the twelve ancestral witches again."

Having said this, Donghuang Taiyi glanced around, and finally settled on an area with relatively strong mana fluctuations. With a smile rising from the corner of his mouth, he murmured: "A group of nutrients, I am here."



At the foot of Buzhou Mountain's Tianzhu, outside a cave, Baguio stood quietly at the entrance of the cave, waiting.

Although she didn't know who was in this cave, since Tongtian asked her to wait here, it showed that the latter was definitely not weak.

Moreover, the leader of Tongtian didn't seem to say that he would come to pick her up when he left. This means that the people in the cave probably have power comparable to that of the saint. Otherwise, the latter would not be able to create cracks, let alone bring her with him.

Hold her.

Involuntarily, the curiosity in Baguio's eyes became more and more intense. He looked at the restricted cave and said, "Who is it? How many hidden powers like Taibai Jinxing are there in the Three Realms?"

Taibai Jinxing Li Taibai, this person is no stranger to the monks in the three realms. He was the first civil servant next to the Jade Emperor in the past. He was extremely smooth in dealing with others. But it is such a person who has shown a power that is not inferior to that of a saint before. How can he not

Let Baguio be shocked.

call out--

At this moment, a sound broke through the air.

As the blazing heat wave swept across, a figure with blond hair and golden eyes appeared in the area outside the cave.

"who!"

Feeling the hot breath and the oppressive feeling that frightened her, Baguio ignored her inner thoughts and quickly turned around to take out the golden scissors and looked at the visitor with a wary expression.

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