Hearing this voice, the four people's faces became very ugly.
As expected, he is indeed the veteran incarnation of Baidimen.
Ordinary gods can't stop the 100% powerful divine fire formation. This is Zhu Qianjue's attack with all his strength, which can be said to be quite terrifying.
But even so, he still can't kill Lord Ying Tianzhen.
No wonder he didn't even bother to spread small news to other people in the Baidi Sect.
Because these juniors in front of him are not worthy of his help at all.
Even if they are all top geniuses, so what.
Simply vulnerable.
Lord Ying Tianzhen is like a human emperor at this moment, in charge of the world, overlooking the earth from above the clouds, his terrifying eyes are frightening.
"I admit that you have caused me a lot of trouble."
He was condescending and slowly walked down the sky indifferently.
The mighty imperial power overflowed.
The current Lord Ying Tianzhen is glowing with golden light and surrounded by nine true dragon auras. He is indescribably noble and mighty and domineering, making people have the urge to worship him.
There was no ups and downs in his expression, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
"But that's all." Ying Tianzhen said slowly: "You don't really think that I am as useless as those ordinary gods, do you?"
He is a very senior elder of the Baidi Sect.
He also controlled secular dynasties for hundreds of years.
This gave him endless imperial power, which helped him on his journey to immortality. His strength was unfathomable, and he had already begun to explore the realm of integration.
Ordinary transformed gods are simply not worthy to be compared with him.
If it were another transformation god, perhaps Zhu Qianjue's combined attack method would have been successful.
But it's really a pity.
"It's a pity that you are not my disciples of the Baidi Sect." A rare trace of regret appeared on Lord Ying Tianzhen's face: "A once-in-a-lifetime beauty of heaven, with the legendary ultimate fire root, broke through the shackles of martial arts and walked out of her own way.
There are geniuses who are on the path of immortality, and there are monsters who possess the charm of the Dao, but whose humble Dao practices can distort the Dao."
If one of these four people can be at Baidimen, they may be able to protect Baidimen from worries for thousands of years.
It's a pity.
It's a pity that Jiang Bufan died in Ziyue's hands.
Otherwise, if it grows up, it may not be any worse.
As soon as he thought of this, the murderous intention in Ying Tianzhen's eyes became more intense.
These people all deserve to die.
"This is terrible." Yun Zhilan frowned, and the Halloween picture in his hand shook inexplicably.
This is the ultimate treasure left behind by the All-Saint Lord.
It can evolve the great road and predict blessings and disasters.
It is a rare treasure comparable to the level of the Tongtian Lingbao.
This shows that they have no chance of winning.
The Halloween image turned into a ray of light and rushed away, scattering endless bright light, evolving into the heavens, and it seemed as if there were many gods and demons standing in the sky.
All this seems to be an attempt to slow down Mr. Ying Tianzhen.
But Lord Ying Tiantian just waved his hand and shattered countless phantoms. The Halloween Picture was severely damaged and flew back to Yun Zhilan's hands.
"I'll stop him." Shi Zhong said in a deep voice.
After that, he moved forward again.
But Ziyue stopped him: "Don't be brave. You just blocked Lord Ying Tianzhen's attack. You consumed too much spiritual power. If you attack twice at most, you will definitely die."
Shi Zhong paused in his steps and could only remain silent.
Yes.
No matter how strong his defense is, he still has to abide by the rules of heaven and earth.
How much pressure you can withstand, how much spiritual power you have to expend.
"You go first, I will stop him for a while if I can find a way, long enough for you to escape." Ziyue's body once again shed brilliant rays of light.
As if she had returned to the light, she became bright and graceful again, and her whole person was as pure as an immortal.
The nine-colored neon clothes on his body also became void at this moment, and then floated up as if they were about to turn into something terrible.
Zhu Qianjue was shocked: "Sister Ziyue, you..."
"You go first." Ziyue turned around and smiled slightly: "Good sister, don't let me down, otherwise my death will be in vain. I will leave the matter of revenge to you in the future."
Having said that, Ziyue seemed to have made some decision and faced Na Ying Tianjun.
Zhu Qianjue's eyes couldn't help but turn red: "No, Sister Ziyue."
But she obviously couldn't stop Ziyue at this moment.
Ziyue moved forward bravely, seemingly ready to fight to the death.
And at this moment, a voice came.
"Why bother? This nine-color neon dress was made by Jiang Chen, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, who took ten thousand feet of colorful clouds and refined it for seventy-seven forty-nine days. It even contains a breath of chaos energy. It would be a pity if it were destroyed just like that.
."
A strange voice that could not distinguish between male and female came.
Everyone was stunned.
Ziyue was also a little surprised.
The nine-color neon clothes contain a breath of chaos energy. Not many people in the Qingyun Sect know about this, let alone outsiders.
She was just about to activate the chaotic energy in it and make a desperate fight.
But it was seen.
But the person speaking was not Lord Ying Tianzhen.
Everyone looked at it together.
I found a dark figure not far away, shrouded in a black robe. I couldn't see its true appearance, and its aura was very strange, with a hint of heart-stopping evil aura.
But it clearly doesn’t feel powerful.
Ying Tianzhen sneered: "There is an endless stream of people who want to die, so who are you?"
"Ask me who I am? You might as well tell me your name first, otherwise it will be more troublesome to erect a monument after you die." The man in black robe said calmly.
"Hahahaha, even a mere Yuanying junior dares to speak nonsense in front of me."
Lord Ying Tianzhen laughed.
There was pity and sadness in his eyes.
Behind the man in black robes, an old man in white clothes walked out. He looked ordinary, a little thin, but energetic, smiling and leaning on a cane.
"Whether it's nonsense or not is not up to you to decide." The old man in white said slowly.
Ying Tianzhen glanced at it lightly: "Incarnation? The method of hiding the aura is pretty good, but it's a pity that it's just like that. I'll give you three breaths to think about it. Either get out or die."
He has killed many transformation gods.
Facing monks of the same level, he had no fear at all.
The smile on the face of the old man in white did not diminish. He walked towards Ying Tianzhen step by step with a cane: "It's amazing. You can see through my disguise at a glance. It's really rare."
Ying Tianzhen's face was still disdainful at first, but soon it turned solemn, then changed drastically, and then it seemed to turn into panic.
"Indeed, very few monks dare to talk to me like this." The old man in white said with a smile.
Space distortion.
The avenue was completely in disarray.
An invisible force locked onto Lord Ying Tianzhen.
Ying Tianzhen felt that the spiritual power in his body was being dissolved by an inexplicable force, dissipating bit by bit, and could never be found again.
"This is... the Fusion of Yuan Dafa!" Lord Ying Tianzhen trembled: "Are you the ancestor of Yuanhua?! It's impossible. You died three thousand years ago, how can you still be alive."
"Ancestor Yuanhua? What a familiar title." The white-haired old man just sighed softly.
"It's a pity that I'm just a bad old man running errands for others. Fortunately, I found a good employer and I can get some offerings every year to live a small life."
"I'm old. I'm really old."
"It takes so much effort to kill an Avatar."
"Sure enough, forcibly extending one's life span by three thousand years would do too much damage to one's original foundation."
The old man in white clothes walked slowly.
It's like taking a walk after a meal.
Ying Tianzhen was trembling all over. He was no longer as domineering and indifferent as before. He roared in panic: "No, let me go, I'm Bai..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
He might also want to say something else.
But there is no chance.
Just when the old man in white was about ten steps away from him, all the power in his body dissipated for some unknown reason, turning into a mummy and turning into dust all over the sky.