In the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, Emperor Jun's face was flushed, and he spread out the Hetu Luoshu with both hands, showing a bit of excitement. Although it was only a few days that the Hetu Luoshu was in his hands, his character still liked it for both offense and defense. The neutral magic weapon always has a kind of heroic spirit of strategizing and everything is in my hands.
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A scroll of Hetuluo Book was pointed to the surroundings and said loudly: Heluo Formation, rise!
When Zhen Yuanzi and others heard this rich voice, they felt a little dazed. They looked at each other. Before they could discuss a few words, the surroundings started to spin, and in the blink of an eye, they were the only ones left.
'How can it be! How could Di Jun come back to life! ¡¯
Di Jun didn¡¯t have time to explain to them, but he pointed with both hands, and dozens of stars suddenly fell towards those people.
The Styx shattered the stars near him, and his spiritual thoughts swept around, only to see a man holding a big bell in his hand, walking slowly.
As the man walked in, his face became clear, Styx exclaimed: Taiyi! you!
Taiyi sneered, "Styx, I have never fought against you, how about we show off today!" ¡¯
The big clock in his hand buzzed, and the spirit of Styx trembled, spitting out a mouthful of blood, flying back, and Taiyi, who was following closely, punched him.
Styx blocked it with his two swords and was blasted into the distance with a bang.
Taiyi moved his wrist and pointed towards the clock in his hand. Countless starlights swayed and penetrated into Styx's body. A quarter of an hour later, Styx's eyes flashed with light, and his mana and spirit returned to its peak.
"Taiyi, I don't know how you were resurrected, but I can see that you don't have much time left. I won't waste my energy with the dead, so say goodbye!" ¡¯
Having regained his strength, Ming He launched Blood Escape without hesitation and disappeared into the void.
Tai looked calm and glanced at the big clock in his hand, with enthusiasm flashing in his eyes.
Taiyi knew very well who Styx was, and he also guessed that Styx would do this, but he still followed Kunpeng's instructions and allowed him to recover his mana. Others would also receive the same treatment, and it was up to them to see how they responded.
The Hetu Luoshu in Dijun's hand and the Chaos Bell in Taiyi's hand are of course fake. They are made of the essence of the stars, locking a trace of the spirit treasure's aura, and refining them, so that they can last until the moment when their souls disperse.
Taiyi's body flashed, standing on the Sun Star, looking at the scene in front of him. Eleven ancestral witches were fighting with twenty-nine ferocious beasts, and they had the upper hand. There were wounds everywhere on their bodies, but the fighting spirit in their eyes was getting stronger and stronger. The thicker.
Taiyi couldn¡¯t help but tremble. He also wanted to go down and fight, but he still looked to the other side in a blink of an eye.
Tathagata, Yunxiao, Zhao Gongming and Wudang Holy Mother stayed together, looking around with alert expressions, obviously having no intention of breaking into the formation.
Tathagata's mana was restored, but he was still a little frightened and lost his mind in the face of the great formation of stars in the sky.
Needless to say, Yunxiao, although his Taoism is as advanced as a quasi-sage, he still does not have the courage to brave the Zhoutian Starry Formation.
Chi You, Xiang Liu, Xing Tian, ??Hou Yi, and Chang Xi fled in the formation, not because of their courage, but because they sensed the auras of Emperor Jun and Tai Yi and were afraid of killing them, so they did not dare to stay long.
Taiyi sneered, and the Chaos Bell roared. The five people who escaped were stunned, vomiting blood, and took a few steps back, staring around in shock.
Taiyi stopped his hand. He just couldn't stand Chang Xi and Hou Yi before, but now he went to kill them specifically. He didn't have the intention.
A heavy breath suddenly squeezed into the formation, and even the fighting ancestors trembled and fled back to the center of the formation.
Cang Ye looked around, stretched out his hand to grab, and was about to break the formation.
But as soon as his hand tore open the void, a ray of starlight came and hit the palm of his hand, causing his body to stagnate. In the blink of an eye, the void was restored again.
Taiyi laughed wildly and said: Is this the real owner? Really tyrannical!
A cold light flashed in Di Jun's eyes. Di Jun was by no means a person who was afraid of trouble. Now that he could fight without any reservation, he couldn't wish for it.
Suddenly, the sound of the stunned sounds came out in the large formation. On the 365 stars, all of them stood up, and the breath dispersed, and it was all the monks of the Great Luo Jinxian.
Zhen Yuanzi, who was hiding in the dark, said in surprise: How is that possible!
Then I thought, if Kunpeng can resurrect Emperor Jun Taiyi, he can naturally resurrect others, then this is also very possible. After all, there used to be three thousand disciples in Zixiao Palace, all of them were Da Luo Jinxian, and together they gathered three hundred and six disciples. Fifteen, absolutely fine.
However, many monks died or escaped into the stars, thinking ofKunpeng single-handedly caused the destruction of stars and the unpredictability of the starry sky, and Zhen Yuanzi's face became even more ugly.
Kunpeng threw out the last wooden sign in his hand and threw it into the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation. Three hundred and sixty-five Daluo Golden Immortals were carefully selected. Some of them were incompatible with Humanity and Dharma, so they were removed and used to nourish other life souls.
At that time, Hongyun also withheld a bit of his life soul, just to see if there was any mystery. To say that this unlucky guy was too lucky, Kunpeng didn't believe it. However, when Daozu finally divided the immortal world, a wooden sign fell. After going out, he didn't know where he ended up. Kunpeng could only sigh that it was God's will and didn't search for it. Later, he felt the breath of Hongyun's remnant soul on Gu Qing, so he fulfilled his wish and allowed his soul to merge.
The star formation in the sky was fully activated, and countless stars were falling towards Cang Ye. Even Cang Ye had a heavy face and did not dare to be careless.
His Taoism is said to be at the level of the Thirty-Third Heaven, which is similar to that of today's saints. Of course, there must be some differences. In addition, because of his strong physical body, saints may not be his opponents.
"But in this large formation, there were 365 Da Luo Jinxian and dozens of quasi-sages at once. Moreover, relying on the power of the large formation, Cang Ye had some difficulty in dealing with it.
At this time, Di Jun Taiyi and others could not see the depth of the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation. They could only say it was unfathomable. But Cang Ye could see that the Kunpeng Formation was basically used as a disposable magic weapon. It was refined. He absorbed the power of so many stars, causing the starry sky to become extinct and countless monks to die, but Kunpeng only wanted to complete this battle.
To be honest, even if Cang Ye died here, he would not be unjust.
Cang Ye destroyed one star after another, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly increased. His red pupils shot through the void, and he saw Kunpeng sitting in the dojo.
Kunpeng smiled and passed a few ancient syllables from his mouth, 'Cangye, today is the day you die! ¡¯
Cangye could feel Kunpeng's strength, but he still came. Maybe he was lonely, maybe he wanted to die, or maybe he wanted to get the answer he wanted from Kunpeng, so he came.
Cang Ye roared, and the eleven ancestral witches in the distance, including Di Jun Taiyi, all vomited blood and stepped back a few feet. Only then did they realize the true strength of this master.
The other quasi-sages were stunned and almost fell down. Zhen Yuanzi, Ming He, Ming Feng, and Zhu Long who were hiding in the dark also vomited blood and looked shocked.
After Cang Ye roared, he tore his hands in front of him. A gap appeared and he got in.
Boom, the dojo was hit by an aura and almost shattered. Kunpeng's body flashed with blue light, covering the entire dojo, looking at Cang Ye who escaped from the void.
Cangye stared at Kunpeng. After a moment, his mind swept away and communicated with Kunpeng. He knew that Kunpeng could kill him, but he wanted to know who Kunpeng was.
Kunpeng gave him a very strange feeling. From the perspective of Daoxing, Kunpeng was taller than him. It was not even a small difference. But from a physical perspective, Kunpeng could not compare with him. Such strange things had never happened in his time. Pass.
'Who are you? You give me a weird feeling! ¡¯
After receiving Cang Ye¡¯s spiritual thoughts, Kunpeng also knew that there was a language barrier and answered with his spiritual thoughts.
¡®It doesn¡¯t matter who I am, what matters is that you are very important to me and of great use! ¡¯
¡®What¡¯s the use? Hehe, it¡¯s so straightforward! What qualifications do you have to say this? ¡¯
¡®Your time has passed. Today¡¯s prehistoric era is not the prehistoric era you are in, and you don¡¯t need to exist anymore! ¡¯
¡®Even if I am far behind you, if I blow myself up, you won¡¯t get anything useful! ¡¯
At this moment, Kunpeng shook his head, looked deeply at Cang Ye, and explained with his spiritual thoughts.
¡®That¡¯s because you don¡¯t understand what I want, and you can¡¯t destroy what I want! ¡¯
Cang Ye¡¯s pupils shrank. He was no match for Kunpeng. He felt it even more profoundly when he was so close to Kunpeng, but he would not let Kunpeng tease him.
Cangye swayed and turned into a giant beast, with twelve heads shaking and roaring at Kunpeng.
Kunpeng is unwilling to take action against Cangye. What he wants is what Cangye will have after his death, but for the sake of a dream for Quan Taiyi and others, he needs to take action once.
Kunpeng pinched his hands in front of him, and several lines of breath flowed, transforming into several blurry figures.
Several saints on the thirty-three days felt a chill in their hearts and a stinging pain in their souls. It took a while to subside. They made puzzled deductions and found nothing.
Pointing towards Cangye's body, Kunpeng shouted: "One Qi Immortality Lock!"
A long lock sealed Cang Ye. This seal not only suppressed Dao Xing, but also suppressed him.
With a wave of his hand, Cang Ye was thrown into the Zhoutian star formation, roaring endlessly.Cangye Daoxing was sealed, but he could still exert his quasi-sage strength. Coupled with his strong body, even Taiyi, who was at his peak, could not defeat him.
Kunpeng thought for a while, flicked his finger, and a drop of chaotic blood appeared. With a tap, the blood turned into an earthy-yellow woman, who turned out to be Hou Tu.
The woman¡¯s eyes were confused, her body flashed, and she got into the Zhoutian Star Formation.
In the formation, the other ancestral witches laughed loudly, and then shouted eleven times: Twelve capital gods are evil in the formation!
Boom, a wave of evil energy soared into the sky, and several saints were shaken again.
Hou Tu¡¯s face was dull. Without her, how could the Dutian Shensha Formation be set up?
The other saints could only make rough guesses about that drop of chaotic blood. Only Hou Tu could tell the actual source - Pangu's heart.
Pangu¡¯s real body punched out his fist, smashing several wild beasts to death, and kicked several ferocious beasts away, hitting Cang Ye¡¯s head hard.
Dijun and Taiyi used all their strength to launch the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation. Several star dragons bit into Cangye. Taiyi himself was like a chaos bell that kept shaking and ringing.
Di Junhe Tuluoshu unfolded, stars kept colliding with each other, and it was unknown how much star energy was consumed.
After fighting for seven consecutive days, Pangu's real body could no longer hold up and scattered. Because of the star power to maintain it, it could continue to fight.
It has to be said that even a sealed 33rd level savage beast is not easy to mess with. More than 300 of the 365 Daluo Golden Immortals have been shaken away and their true spirits have completely dissipated in the world. The remaining The next one is also in danger.
Nineteen of the twenty-nine wild beasts were killed, leaving four ferocious beasts and six wild beasts.
Di Jiang laughed loudly, flew forward, escaped into the center of the four ferocious beasts, and shouted: Brothers, there is also Di Juntai, I, Di Jiang, take the first step!
It exploded with a loud bang, but others didn't feel it was tragic. Maybe it was because they had died once, or maybe everyone was happy for Di Jiang.
It was also a self-destruction. Last time it was because of helplessness, but this time he died standing still. For Di Jiang, this was a worthy death.
The other ancestral witches seemed to have found inspiration all of a sudden, and they either pounced on the ferocious beasts, barbarian beasts, or rushed towards the barbarian king Cang Ye, and exploded themselves continuously.
Boom boom boom, several self-destructions, Cang Ye vomited blood from his mouth, and his eyes showed relief.
Di Juntai had tears in his eyes when he saw them. It has to be said that friendship can also be formed through fighting, especially this cooperation, it is a match made in heaven.
Taiyi took the Chaos Bell, fled towards Cangye, and exploded with a bang.
Taiyi said this, ¡®Brother, you died first last time, which made me very sad. This time, it¡¯s you! ¡¯
Taiyi¡¯s self-destruction was indeed powerful, and both Cangye¡¯s heads were blown to pieces.
Emperor Jun laughed loudly, and Hetu Luoshu moved forward a volume, trapping Cang Ye in it, and looked around, "Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi, Zhulong, and other people, if you didn't escape before, It's too late to escape now! ¡¯
Boom, boom, boom, self-destruction, the entire Zhoutian Star Formation was detonated by Di Jun, and he chose to self-destruct.
After several consecutive roars, several figures flashed out and fled into the distance.
Kunpeng's nine-turn compass was facing there, and countless blood mist, broken limbs, and starlight all merged into the compass.
Nine days passed before Kunpeng put away his compass and held a black crystal in his hand.
Dust to ashes, dust to dust, what needs to go, don¡¯t stay!