Chapter 1622: The God Chaos in the Dream, the Holy Court Appears
Hearing the requests for help from several great saints from the Jun family, the great saints from the eight major families also rushed towards this side like crazy.
They formed a defensive formation on their own, surrounding the three great sages of the Jun family and Xu Zimo to prevent them from being disturbed.
Xu Zimo, who was in the formation, felt a strong tearing feeling at this moment.
He is the existence of the Holy King.
For an ordinary great sage, it would be a fool's errand to banish him.
But these three people from the Jun family are different.
What they practice is the three scriptures.
Moreover, they know that the power of the three scriptures is infinite. If they practice the three scriptures together, they may not be able to reach the peak.
So each of them practices one book.
If you want to thoroughly learn this scripture, it is enough.
The long river of time reflects Xu Zimo's whole body.
Now the Tathagata Sutra has fixed his present.
The Future Unborn Sutra and the Past Maitreya Sutra create a world that connects directly to the future and the past, without boundaries and ends.
I want to banish Xu Zimo and suppress him there forever.
Because they knew that unless one was a powerful Taoist to kill Xu Zimo, they alone would not be able to do it.
The power of exile is accelerating.
The scriptures in front of the three people were turning faster and faster.
"Crash!"
Xu Zimo sneered.
"I know the three scriptures well. Let's see whether you banish me or I banish you."
He waved his hand and three scriptures suddenly appeared in front of him at the same time.
Surrounding him in a triangular shape.
"Future, past, present."
Xu Zimo's whole body formed a small space for himself.
This space enveloped Xu Zimo, who confronted the three great sages of the Jun family.
He himself also condenses a long river of time.
The two long rivers of time seemed to be alive, constantly roaring and colliding.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The heaven and earth are exploding, and the void around them continues to explode.
At the beginning, several people were equally divided.
But as the demonic energy in Xu Zimo's body became more and more intense, the prison-suppressing demonic body focused on the word "suppression" and the other word "prison".
The so-called hell is the demonic energy like purgatory.
This is the demonic energy that is exclusive to the demon lord and cannot be matched by other demons.
The word "zhen" means suppression.
The demonic body emerges from the sky and can suppress an era.
Xu Zimo knew that in the history of the previous generation of demon lords, the previous generation of demon lords did not need any help.
Just one demonic body alone is enough to tear apart a powerful Dao Fruit man.
This is the strength of the Demon Lord.
As the purgatory-like demonic energy enveloped the sky, the power of suppression descended in the sky above.
Countless strands of demonic energy formed ferocious faces and came towards the three great saints of the Jun family.
"Be careful," Jun Qianxiao shouted.
They were fighting against Xu Zimo, and now they were unable to free their hands to control these evil spirits.
They can only rely on other great saints to block the three of them.
"The Ten Forms of Demons, the Forms of the Yin Demon.
Those who disturb gods in dreams.”
Xu Zimo yelled.
I saw densely packed demonic energy and ferocious faces in the sky, like meteorites falling from the sky.
Like heavy rain, it fell from the sky in dense masses.
Every demonic energy bursts out with powerful power.
"Stop them," the great saints of the eight major families roared.
Although there are a lot of these demonic energies, there are also hundreds of great sages from the eight major families.
These demonic energies were quickly killed.
But similarly, when they were fighting against the demonic energy, they were also severely wounded by the great saints from the Zhenwu Holy Sect, and more than a dozen people died in a row.
Everyone was very angry.
But Xu Zimo's move was not over yet.
The Ten Demonic Styles were created by the previous generation of Demon Lords and were eventually passed on to Xu Zimo.
It can rival the top ten magical powers, or even surpass them.
How could it be cracked so easily?
When all the ferocious faces where the demonic energy condensed were dispersed, all the demonic energy was seen gathering together again.
This time there are no more ferocious faces.
Instead, thousands of ferocious faces formed a huge evil god.
In the form of evil spirits, those who disturb gods in dreams.
The so-called chaotic gods are evil gods and yin gods.
Powerful power burst out from the evil god, stirring the wind and clouds in the sky.
This evil god is formed by condensing certain laws of demonic energy.
Although its existence is short-lived, when the law is exhausted, it will completely disappear.
But it is powerful.
The evil god's tall figure stood between heaven and earth, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky at will, stirring up more than a dozen great saints in the palm of his hand.
These dozen great saints had no resistance at all and were thrown away directly.
"What?" someone said in surprise.
On this evil god, evil and demonic energy are raging at the same time.
With the powerful force, he directly kicked more than a dozen great saints away.
"Boom, boom, boom."
The evil god's big palm fell and grabbed the three great saints of the Jun family.
The three people were shocked.
The aura on his body fluctuated, and Xu Zimo immediately seized the opportunity, causing the river of time and space around him to surge.
The long river of time and space of these three people was shattered.
A loud shout: "Exile."
Directly banish these three people into the void forever, until they die.
When the great sages of the eight major families saw this scene, their expressions changed drastically and they began to distance themselves and retreat.
The Daoguo experts on both sides also stopped and separated on both sides at this moment.
Everyone was already angry.
The broken wilderness will not be able to heal again in a short period of time.
"Three swords, let's fight again," God King of Creation roared angrily.
At this moment, he seemed to have suffered a bit.
The robe on his body had some remnants from being cut by the blade.
You must know that the Great Sage of Three Swords has just advanced to Dao Fruit, and he has been a senior for many years.
He would actually suffer a loss at the hands of the other party.
This naturally makes the God of Creation a little embarrassed.
"Let's fight if we can, I'm afraid you won't succeed." The Great Sage of Three Swords snorted coldly.
"Okay, if we continue fighting like this, there will be no winner," said the Samsara Taoist next to him.
Everyone's strength is between equals, and basically no one can do anything to anyone.
Originally, the eight major families had a slight advantage.
But the appearance of the Shenxing Emperor restored this advantage.
"What should we do now?" asked the mountain-mounted giant.
Being in a stalemate is obviously not a good thing, after all, for everyone.
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain.
It is impossible for the eight major families and the Zhenwu Holy Sect to live in peace and jointly manage the Tianji Domain.
The eight major families are unwilling, and the Zhenwu Shengzong is also unwilling.
"No matter what the process is, your eight major families will be destroyed in the end." The world-weary old man said calmly.
"If you are world-weary, don't bully others too much.
If you think about it carefully, besides us, you have other enemies," Samsara Daozu said.
After he finished speaking, he shouted directly towards the sky of the wilderness.
"Everyone in the Holy Court, I agree to your conditions. Let's join forces."
