The ferocious momentum was like a roaring wave, roaring and crushing him.
Xu Junming saw this and no longer suppressed his magic power.
In an instant, the violent air flow was like a furious dragon, surging and rushing forward.
The momentum of both sides collided instantly, and the momentum competition that was originally an invisible thing actually seemed like two giant beasts fighting each other.
The "bang bang" sound of impact was like a muffled drum, deafening.
Ancestor Baihua's expression gradually became serious.
The surging dark energy made him feel a little overwhelmed.
"How is this possible?"
The Patriarch of Baihua, who was not prepared to delay any longer, clapped his hands together, and delicate flowers as big as silver basins bloomed around him.
Every flower is different.
Every flower has a different color.
Every flower is a rare spiritual root.
"Hundred flowers kill the formation, and the soaring sword energy penetrates the sky."
In an instant, endless sword energy rushed out from every flower.
The mighty sword energy turned into a sword river thousands of feet wide.
Writhing, with infinite power, it slashed towards Xu Junming like lightning.
"A sword? I can do it too."
"Pantuo Divine Sword."
‘Rumble’, the energy and blood all over the body merged with the mana, turning into layers of sword energy.
The torrent of blood-red sword energy lacks dexterity and has more domineering murderous intent.
The sword energy, like a sea of blood and galaxies, came forward with a determination that showed no regrets, and an evil energy that was as strong as ten swings.
Two sword rivers, one yellow and one red, collided together like lightning.
With a "boom", a muffled thunder seemed to explode in the sky and the earth.
The deafening roar resounded throughout the world.
A magnificent shock wave flew in all directions.
The endless sword light collapsed.
"This person has such strong energy and blood."
The shocked Baihua Ancestor changed his tactics.
"Hundred flowers kill the formation, and gusts of wind trap thousands of immortals."
The petals of nearly a hundred flowers vibrated. At the same time, a strong wind roared, turning into a huge tornado with a diameter of nearly ten thousand feet.
Under the astonishing wind speed, wind blades crisscrossed each other.
The huge tornado was like a meat grinder, whether it was spiritual energy or something else, it was torn to pieces in an instant.
Seeing this, Xu Junming's expression remained unchanged.
"Pantuo Divine Palm."
The next moment, the sky turned dark.
An astonishing giant palm fell from the sky.
Looking at the gigantic palm that looked like an ancient giant mountain, the Baihua Ancestor's expression changed greatly, and he hurriedly shook the Purple Treasure Tree and escaped from the divine palm.
‘Boom’.
The tornado was killed instantly.
Looking at the huge palm print in the air, Baihua Ancestor's expression became more solemn.
"The magic array of hundreds of flowers, the infinite fragrance is enchanting and divine."
In an instant, the endless fragrance of flowers filled the air, covering tens of thousands of miles in radius.
He looked at the green-robed Taoist who was suddenly enveloped by the aroma, struggled for a moment, and became intoxicated, as well as the disciple next to him.
Ancestor Baihua breathed a sigh of relief.
"It seems that this person's soul cultivation is not as good as his magic power."
Just as he was about to step forward to check, he stopped again.
"It's better to be cautious."
With a thought in his heart, the surrounding flowers turned into layers of sword energy, flying towards the master and disciple like lightning.
‘Whoa’, the sword energy passed through their bodies, but no blood flowed out.
"How is that possible?"
Using his magic power fiercely, the mighty sword energy turned into the Yangtze River, drowning the two of them in an instant.
It lasted for more than ten seconds before Baihua Ancestor stopped.
The two of them still stayed there, and their expressions didn't change, which was extremely strange.
After noticing the abnormality, Ancestor Baihua became more cautious.
"Master, this old guy seems to have discovered it." Sun Shi's voice sounded.
"This person is more cautious than I imagined."
Xu Junming nodded.
Watching the master and apprentice talking to each other, they seemed a little bit confused by his Hundred Flowers Illusion Array.
"mean!"
Ancestor Baihua cursed angrily.
If he had just been excited and rushed to collect the fruits of victory, and was suddenly attacked, the consequences would be death or injury.
"A war is never tiring of deceit. Didn't you also intercept the hostages and lead our master and disciples here?"
"If Chi Lingzi hadn't allowed fighting in Tianyang Mountain, why would I have used any hostages? I would have gone up and destroyed you all long ago."
"Old boy, you are still boasting nonsense. With your three-legged cat skills, you are my master's opponent." Sun Shi said with a smile.
Ancestor Baihua looked angry, took a deep breath and stared at Xu Junming.
"My ancestor never thought that someone could practice martial arts and Qi refining at the same time to reach the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. If not, you would never be my opponent in the Hundred Flowers Formation."
"However, if you think that you can block the ancestor's Hundred Flowers Formation, you will be victorious, but you are wishful thinking."
With a roar, the purple tree shook behind him, and the light shone brightly.
The majestic purple light, like a ball of purple divine light, shot around like lightning.
Anyone shrouded in purple light will be included in the space of the shaking purple treasure tree, and life and death will be controlled by the owner of the treasure tree.
But an extremely majestic stone gate blocked the purple light.
No matter how much Ancestor Baihua urged it, the purple light could never make an inch in front of the Divine Sect.
"How is that possible?"
This time, Ancestor Baihua was really panicked.
The Shaking Purple Treasure Tree was his treasure at the bottom of the box, and it was always unfavorable. Even relying on it, Patriarch Baihua escaped from Da Luo several times.
I have never encountered a situation like today where the divine light of the precious tree was blocked.
Xu Junming is high above the Hunyuan Divine Sect.
"This purple treasure tree is the spiritual root of space, and your major is Yimu's way. The medicine is not suitable for the disease, and your cultivation is not enough. If it falls into your hands, it will be able to exert 30% of its power. It will be good.
"
Ancestor Baihua's expression changed.
"Even 30% of the power is enough to kill you."
The fingertips changed.
The purple light seemed to have condensed into substance, crazily squeezing towards the Hunyuan Divine Gate.
The huge space naturally has a powerful impact.
Xu Junming clearly sensed that a surging force like a mountain or a sea was impacting the stone door under his feet.
However, his Hunyuan Divine Sect is not an extraordinary thing.
It has just refined the fourth restraint and is already a middle-grade Daluo Lingbao. Although it is not as good as the Shaking Purple Treasure Tree opposite, Baihua Ancestor is not like him after all. He has already comprehended the way of space to the Daluo True Immortal, and cooperates with Hunyuan
The Divine Gate is enough to stop it.
But Xu Junming wanted more than just blocking it.
With a thought in his heart, Hunyuan Shenmen instantly turned into the color of crystal and became translucent.
At the same time, Ancestor Baihua instantly felt that the barrier that originally blocked the purple light suddenly disappeared. The instant feeling of "falling into space" made him almost unable to maintain his Taoism, and his consciousness was somewhat confused.
But what made him even more unbelievable was that the green-robed Taoist and the giant gate were clearly there, but he was not aware of the other's existence at all.
It's as if the two are not in the same time and space at all, they can be seen but cannot be touched.
"How is that possible?"
Ancestor Baihua's face was full of disbelief.
He has never experienced anything like this.
The idea of escape grew from deep in his heart.
At this moment, the vast divine gate suddenly turned into a huge black bell.
"Clang clang clang...!"
A loud bell suddenly rang.
Ancestor Baihua, who instinctively sensed the danger, quickly urged to shake the purple treasure tree. There were many space barriers in front of him.
But what makes him collapse is that no matter how many spatial barriers he sets up, they will be easily broken through by the opponent.
As the two sides get closer and closer, the idea of danger becomes stronger and stronger.
At that moment, he no longer hesitated, shook the purple tree, turned around and ran away.
In the past, he had repeatedly escaped from the Daluo monks with the help of Baoshu's speed of spatial movement. He believed that he could escape this time too.
But the next moment, he suddenly discovered that the man who once shook the purple tree like an arm had lost all consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, he discovered that the magic bag around his waist had gone somewhere.
All the treasures are gone.
Except for a black divine gate in the distance, the master and disciple were no longer visible.
"how so?"
"I don't believe it. Hundreds of flowers kill the formation, and the soaring sword energy penetrates the sky."
The surging sword energy slashed straight towards the black divine gate, but the black divine gate was like a shadow. No matter how he killed it, it was difficult to shake it at all.
"Master, isn't this guy crazy?"
Sun Shi said in surprise as he looked at Baihua Ancestor who was shouting crazily and urging his Dao Dharma to attack madly at the uninhabited place.
"How could a monk with perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal become crazy? It's just that his master made him immersed in fantasy."
Just now, he used the Hunyuan Divine Gate to turn into a big bell, but he didn't use the 'Soul-falling Bell' magical power, but the 'Huangliang Illusion Realm'.
This is Ao Tian's innate magical power, which can instantly pull people into a dream.
Although Baihua Patriarch is a perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal, he cannot resist the power of the middle-grade Great Luo Lingbao Hunyuan Divine Sect.
With a finger, a magnificent divine light erupted from the Hunyuan Divine Gate under his feet, and Baihua Ancestor was instantly pulled into the huge void space of the Divine Gate.
He stretched out his hand and made a move, and his bag of magic and the purple tree flew into his palm.
With a flick of his finger, Taoist Mai, who was tightly bound to the tree, regained his freedom.
"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving my life."
"You're welcome. If it weren't for my master and apprentice, you wouldn't be involved in this and almost lose your life."
"Let's go, otherwise we will be discovered and it will be difficult to leave again."
After saying that, with a wave of his sleeves, the three figures disappeared instantly. All traces of the fighting here were also erased by Xu Junming.
The two of them had only left for half a quarter of an hour when a bolt of light came rushing towards them.
Soon a middle-aged monk wearing a gray robe, a feathered coat and a high crown, with a slender face and a serious expression was revealed.
I took a few glances at the scene and reached out to grab it, but I didn't find any trace.
After frowning slightly and looking around, the light shot up into the sky and quickly disappeared.
After him, it took a full quarter of an hour for someone to come. But they also got nothing.
The middle-aged man was running like lightning, and the direction he was heading to was obviously Tianyang Mountain.
Unlike the monks who stayed on the periphery, he went directly to the core of Tianyang Mountain and landed in front of a wide cliff.
In front of the cliff, the sea of clouds is misty, and the blue sky and red sun are reflected, which is magnificent.
The middle-aged man seemed not to notice the scenery and walked straight into a large cave in the mountain behind the cliff.
After passing through a winding corridor, our eyes suddenly opened up.