Hearing this, Tao Qingrong's expression condensed.
He didn't believe that he had done it so perfectly and the other party still had room for maneuver!
However, conjecture is conjecture, reality is reality!
"Wow!!!"
A touch of bronze light suddenly appeared around Su Han's body.
After the light appeared, it condensed into a large cauldron almost instantly.
The big cauldron is stained with rust and looks full of antiquity and vicissitudes of life, as if it could not be owned by future generations.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Countless ice picks were pierced on the cauldron, and a terrifying force of shock was emitted from it, causing all of the ice picks to shatter with a muffled sound!
"What?!"
Seeing this scene, Emperor Minghuang, who had always looked calm, finally changed his expression.
He could not imagine what kind of thing this cauldron was, which could completely block his original power and still remain intact.
He couldn't even imagine that this guy who only had the realm of quasi-sage could be so scheming and could see through his own thoughts and defend himself before he attacked!
Everything was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Tao Qingrong believed even more that this extremely handsome man in white was by no means as ordinary as he seemed!
"Icy Divine Sword!"
Tao Qingrong didn't hesitate at all. Seeing the ice picks all shattered, he unfolded the secret technique used by the previous clone.
But this time, he did so in his true form, as an emperor.
Whoosh!
The ice blue long sword condensed out, and the aura on it made people's scalp numb even if they were just slightly exposed.
The sharpness and freezing feeling penetrated to the bottom of people's hearts, and all the monks present could only tremble!
However, the Bingling Divine Sword had just been condensed and before it fell, Su Han's hoarse voice came from the cauldron.
"Use my power to summon the ancestors. When you retreat, the ancestral witch will appear!!!"
"Buzz~"
The world is in an uproar!
The vortex that disappeared before reappeared.
That terrifying black palm, filled with terrifying pressure that even frightened Tao Qingrong, stretched out from the whirlpool!
"Boom!"
It seemed like a hand was slapping on the cauldron, and a muffled sound came out.
The big cauldron moved away from Su Han, gradually became smaller, and was finally put away by Su Han.
It is the Kaitian Cauldron!
With Su Han's current cultivation level, although he still cannot fully exert the power of the Open Heaven Cauldron, this item from ancient times, even if it is only one ten thousandth, is enough for Su Han to use!
At least, he was able to use the Open Heaven Cauldron to temporarily resist the Emperor Sage's attack.
Even though, at this moment, he was covered in blood, his face was pale, and he looked extremely thin, as if he had been drained of all his strength and flesh.
"Three breaths!"
The hoarse voice seemed to come out mechanically.
"First breath, deploy your defenses!"
"Second breath, kill him!"
"The third breath, slaughter!"
Su Han spoke one after another, his expression full of coldness.
"Wow!!!"
The black mist, somewhat similar to the source of destruction, emitted from the palm of his hand and enveloped Su Han directly.
At this moment, he was covered in black mist and was wearing white clothes, making him look clearly black and white.
And his approach completely eliminated the idea of the Star Alliance killing him first before the three breaths were over.
There is no need to consider at all, this palm can kill even the Origin Saint instantly, and the defense it lays must be so strong that it is impossible for these Dao Saints, Origin Saints, etc. to kill Su Han.
After the defense was set up, the dark palm suddenly stretched out from the whirlpool and went straight to Tao Qingrong to grab it!
Tao Qingrong's expression changed, and as he retreated violently, his hands danced one after another.
There were countless ice swords that formed a storm and swept toward the palm of his hand.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Huge roars continued to be heard, and all the Ice Divine Swords were pierced into the palms of the hands.
But, everything fell apart!
"Minghuang Daotong!" Tao Qingrong shouted.
"Wow!!!"
A huge passage spread out from under his feet.
All the original power in his body spread out at this moment and merged with the avenue below, looking ice blue and gorgeous.
This is the Taoism evolved by the Emperor Sage himself!
It can also be said that it is a world of one side and a more evolved level of the field.
If the realm is just an illusion, then Taoism is the real world!
It can accommodate living beings to survive in it, and it can also accommodate living beings to cultivate in it.
But the master of this world must be a Taoist without a doubt!
The moment the Emperor Ming Dao appeared, there were roars one after another immediately coming from the avenue.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of palms extended out of the avenue and struck Shebishi's dark palm.
These are all the creatures cultivated by Emperor Ming in the Taoist tradition!
Maybe those creatures are not strong in cultivation, but their numbers are extremely large, and combined with the original power of Emperor Ming and the cultivation of Emperor Saint, they are enough to be terrifying!
"Is this the legendary Taoism?"
"hiss!!!"
"The Ming Emperor's orthodoxy, the Ming Emperor's own orthodoxy!"
"too strong!!!"
Many of the monks present saw the appearance of Taoism for the first time.
After reaching a certain level of strength, this method was comparable to the way of heaven, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
But--
In their eyes, this extremely terrifying orthodoxy was shattered the moment the palm pressed against it!
"What?!"
Countless people can't believe it.
Their eyes widened, and their minds were about to explode when they saw the system collapse!
The Taoist lineage was implicated in the Ming Emperor himself, and whenever it was broken, the Ming Emperor would spit out a mouthful of blood.
His expression quickly turned pale, his eyes were sunken, and his originally long hair was completely messy at this moment.
The appearance of the emperor and saint has completely disappeared, and he is in a miserable state!
"How can this be……"
Emperor Minghuang's heart roared: "Is it really the ancestral witch? Even the ancestral saint and the master can't compete???"
"Tao Qingrong!"
At this moment, Su Han's voice suddenly reached the ears of Emperor Minghuang.
His body shook, and he felt the void around him changing, as if he had entered another space.
And in this space, besides him and the big black hand, there was a figure in white.
It's Su Han!
"You know my name?!" Tao Qingrong's eyes widened.
Not to mention the Emperor Sage, since he became the Dao Sage, he has been calling himself "Young Master", "Shangzun", and even "Great Master".
Until he was promoted to Emperor Saint and was given the title of 'Emperor Ming'.
During this period of time, its true name has been almost completely forgotten. Looking at the entire sanctuary, very few people can remember it.
There is almost no quasi-saint level!
But now the man in white knew his original name and called it out.
For some reason, when Tao Qingrong looked at the man in white and his obviously unfamiliar face, a feeling suddenly came into his heart...