On the Wanlingguan battlefield, the chaotic battle continues. At this moment, both Jue Mie and Kuang Yan were scarred, and the aura and power of rules on their bodies began to slowly become impetuous. The tiger not far away was not much better. Kong Yuan, Meng Ke, Tu Ling, Jin Zhou, five or four half-step heavenly realm masters, and Hongjun, a strong man in the heavenly realm, joined forces to besiege the tiger and make him Everywhere is stretched thin. "Fellow Taoist, let go!" Hongjun was floating on one side, dust was fluttering, and three thousand snow-white sky silks were thrown towards the tiger's neck like claws plowing the sky. The tiger sneered, his body flashed with infinite black light, and he blocked the sky silk to one side, and said angrily: "Shut up, damn native!" "Tiger, you are so arrogant even when you are about to die, I will tell you later I'll send you to hell!" Meng Ke snorted coldly, and swung the wolf brush in his hand into the sky. The endless starlight turned into bright silver ink, and lit up the ferocious beasts in the starry sky. The beasts carried them with them. The power of Ruijin's rules, which was enough to tear apart the starry sky, pounced with great ferocity. "Poof!" Under siege by several ferocious beasts, the tiger dodged left and right. He was caught off guard and was bitten on the shoulder by a unicorn-shaped ferocious beast. In an instant, a large cloud of rainbow-colored blood spurted out, dyeing the starry sky red. "Ah!" The tiger looked up to the sky and screamed, with a trace of madness in his eyes, and shouted: "You forced me, you are the one who compared me! The power of the blood curse, explode! Explode! Explode!" "Boom!" Tu Ling, Jue Mie and Kuang Yan, who were attacking, suddenly felt waves of throbbing coming from the depths of their brains. Then the immeasurable power of the Rule of Destruction rose up, and their bodies were suddenly stretched bigger and bigger by this force. Even the Tiger himself and the blood-sworn corpse that had been cut in half also followed. getting bigger and bigger. "Tu Ling, what's going on?" Meng Ke frowned and asked loudly. Tu Ling's expression was very painful, and his eyes were filled with pleading and nostalgia. He tried hard to raise his finger to his head, and then touched his heart. It seems like he wants to express something. But not a single syllable came out of his wide-open mouth. Suddenly, Hongjun frowned, a bad premonition came to his heart, and a light flashed in his eyes. He shouted loudly: "Retreat quickly. They are going to self-destruct!" "Hahaha. Self-destruct? You are not worthy! Sacrifice to the spirit, Kai!" The tiger looked up to the sky and howled wildly, with an inexplicable purple mantra power. It spurted out from him and spread in all directions. "Bang!" Except for Tiger, the bodies of the other Taoist Chasers suddenly exploded after expanding to the limit. The entire ancient battlefield was in complete riot! The flesh and blood corpses of all the monks from both sides rushed into the sky in this huge explosion. The majestic spiritual energy of heaven and earth crushed them into dust and scattered them in the void. The ancient battlefield suddenly emptied out, and the previous blood red and fishy stench disappeared without a trace. There were only five brilliant golden lights on the spot, outlining an ancient magic circle exuding infinite magical power under the dark star field. Tianwangshanjun, who had managed to save his life from the edge of self-destruction, had reached the level of a saint. His body under the black robe was trembling slightly, and a dazzling black light escaped like a horse, wrapping around the mountain. Your body will spin. Suddenly, a vague whisper resounded in the star field: "Great Lord, ruler of law and order, your humble servant calls you, asking you to come here and destroy all the heavens! Sacrifice the spirit, come out !¡± That wisp of black light suddenly flew up and shot straight towards the golden ancient magic circle. "Boom!" There was a soft sound, and the black light fell in the center of the magic circle. It turns out that the black light is actually a dark lotus flower of the 24th grade. The lotus flower is evil and simple, exuding the ancient meaning of vicissitudes of life, and it quickly enlarges. What is this? Everyone present was stunned. "The World-Destroying Black Lotus? No, the Black Lotus is only of the twelfth grade, but this thing actually blossoms into the 24th grade. What on earth is it?" Hongjun's face changed at that moment, and became extremely ugly. And Yangmei and Xuanhu, whose memories of the First Era were awakened by Hongjun, also felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in their hearts. They are the remaining Chaos Demon Gods from the First Era. It can be said that they have participated in the Longhan Tribulation three times. They are deeply impressed by Luo Hu, so they are extremely nervous at this moment. "Lord, show up! Your humble servant is calling you!" The tiger trembled with excitement, and the remaining power of the rules of destruction fluctuated sharply. He began to recite incantations, and one ancient rune after another flew out, imprinted on the magic circle, and then injected into the ancient magic lotus very quickly. The magic lotus began to enlarge continuously.It just stopped when it was about five feet in radius, hovering above the magic circle, blooming with a bright black luster and exuding majestic Taoist charm. "Boom!" Above the endless starry sky, a bright light suddenly burst out, and the infinite purple brilliance flew down from the sky and reached the magic lotus. Vaguely, the saints saw an illusory shadow appearing on the magic lotus, wearing a purple robe, and their face could not be seen clearly. As time goes by, the purple brilliance becomes lighter and weaker, but the purple figure becomes clearer and clearer. When the purple light completely dissipates, a world-destroying coercion rises from the purple-robed figure into the sky. Rise up and dominate the surrounding areas. "Jie Jie Jie, I really had a good sleep!" The purple-robed figure turned around. He was a tall and handsome young man. He was dressed in a purple robe and his whole person exuded an awe-inspiring atmosphere. The moving magic. Seeing the man in purple robe, the tiger immediately flew to his side, prostrated himself on the ground, and saluted respectfully: "Your most humble servant, tiger, has met the lord!" "Yes!" The man in purple robe nodded slightly and stretched out his hand. With his finger, he shot out a jet of dark demonic energy that penetrated into Tiger's mind. After a while, the purple-robed man showed a trace of anger in his eyes and said: "Damn trash, you have lost my ancestor and my billions of troops, and you still have the nerve to live, go to hell!" As he said that, his hands were covered with terrifying things. The black demonic energy of destruction slapped the tiger's heavenly spirit cap, instantly smashing his head and soul to pieces. The poor tiger didn¡¯t even have time to beg for mercy. He died on the spot. Gently clapped his palms, the purple-robed man turned to look at Hongjun and others, and said, "Old friends, long time no see!" "Demon Ancestor Luohu!" Hongjun, Yangmei and Xuanhu all looked ugly. These four The words are pronounced like a bell. "What?" The saints were frightened to the point of standing on end, and the hairs all over their bodies suddenly stood up. "He, didn't he fall long ago?" "Oh my, I didn't expect anyone to remember me, ancestor. It's really a shocking thing. What a happy thing!" Luo Hu had an evil smile on his face. Looking at the saints, he said: "Little guys, according to what you mean, Rahu in this era seems to be dead, and he died miserably! Although I don't want to avenge that waste. But I don't mind being completely destroyed. The world opened up by Pangu!" The saints still looked inexplicably shocked. There was no rebuttal. "Luo Hu. How did you escape the great destruction of the First Era!" Hongjun looked at Luo Hu with a solemn face and said: "According to the memory of the foundation of the Dao, you should have fallen. How could you still survive? "Third Era?" "Jiejiejie, I have to thank you for this!" Luo Huguai laughed and said: "If you hadn't forced me to transform into an extraterrestrial demon, how could I have found a piece of chaos outside the territory? The lotus seeds of the black lotus. Compared with the original world-destroying black lotus, this chaotic black lotus is the best material to reshape the Tao body!¡± The peak of the saint. Because of this, I escaped the great destruction of the first era! Since the first era, my cultivation has been soaring, until now I am stuck at the peak of the heavenly realm, isn't it? "It's surprising?" "Huh, it's surprising! I didn't expect you, Mr. Luo, to have such good luck!" He raised his eyebrows and snorted. "Jie Jie Jie, with my current strength, you are no match at all!" Luo Hu didn't care about Yang Mei's provocation, but looked at everyone with contempt and said: "Hongjun, ancestor, I will give you a chance now! If If you are willing to destroy the Great Thousand World with your own hands and dedicate the foundation of the Great Dao to me, I will let you and these little guys live!" Hongjun did not speak, but a flash of light appeared in his hand! The glistening jade dish with a missing corner threw out a bright space rule blade and struck Luo Hui, answering Luo Hui with action. The blade of space is extremely sharp, and its power is many times greater than that of ordinary space rules. "Oh, a jade plate of creation? But it's not enough to see at all!" Luo Hu snorted coldly, stepped lightly on the magic lotus, and a piece of lotus petal flew up, magnified in the void, and turned into a long black spear. The sword thrust towards the blade of space. "Poof!" A slight sound came, and the long black sword pierced the space blade easily, and flew towards the jade dish of creation and Daozu Hongjun without losing its force. Hongjun was not afraid at all. With a flash of seal in his hand, he clicked out a great rune and imprinted it into the jade plate of creation. "Boom!" A ray of white lightning shot out from the jade saucer and met the long black sword. There was no sound, and there was no bright light. The thunder and lightning caused the dark sword to fly away.He went out, turned into lotus petals again, and connected to the twenty-fourth grade magic lotus. "That's interesting!" Luo Hu sneered, a pair of big white hands surrounded by demonic energy, dancing in the void, and then suddenly raised them. "Chi! Chi! Chi!" Several sounds broke through the air, and twelve dark lotus petals flew up, turning into long knives and slashing at them. This time it was even more terrifying. There was a bright black sword light lingering outside those long swords. The sword light tore open the starry sky and the universe, shrouding the entire ancient battlefield, and the unparalleled power of destructive rules destroyed the big stars in the distance. , to kill Hongjun and others. "Damn it!" The faces of the saints changed drastically. Facing this unparalleled sword light, even they did not dare to say that they could resist. They could only rely on the power of the spirit treasure to resist, let alone those under the holy realm. The monks. Just when the powerful men from all sides wanted to release pieces of defensive treasures to protect the disciples, a loud voice rang out. "The universe is in the sleeves!" I saw in the distance a Taoist priest with an open scroll on his head, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, with a handsome face like a crown jade, and a beautiful beard three feet below his chin. His big sleeves were swinging, All the monks who participated in the war were put into his sleeves. "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Zhenyuan!" All the saints breathed a sigh of relief, and all thanked the great immortal Zhenyuan who had revealed the universe in his sleeves. Zhen Yuanzi lightly stroked his beautiful beard. Said: "Fellow Taoists, you don't have to be like this!" Not far away, Hongjun's face was extremely solemn, and he pointed at the jade dish of creation above his head again, and an ancient bronze drum fell from the jade dish of creation. Hongjun caught the bronze drum and started beating it without any hesitation. ¡°Dong dong dong~~~¡± A rhythmic roar came, shaking the entire starry sky so that terrifying cracks appeared, and wisps of chaotic energy overflowed from the cracks in the space. Then, endless sound waves were mixed in the chaotic air, like a halo of light. Spread in all directions. The bright sword light in the sky touches the aperture. Silently annihilated, but those sharp long knives still broke through the layers of obstacles and slashed towards Good Fortune Jade Disk, Hongjun and others. The tapping in Hongjun's hand became faster and faster, and the rhythm changed from low to murderous and furious. The sound waves began to gradually take shape. It actually formed twelve huge swords, axes and chisels. He attacked those long black knives. "Boom!" The two sabers touched each other at the same time. With a roar that destroyed the heaven and earth, the entire universe and starry sky finally couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed on the spot. A series of terrifying and boundless void cracks appeared, and on the chaotic crystal wall behind the cracks, the cracks were as dense as a spider web. Endless chaotic energy crazily vented in from the cracks in the crystal wall. Some of the stars that impacted turned into dust and drifted away in the void. Rahu, who was standing on the magic lotus in the distance, had an evil smile on his lips, and said softly: "Old thief Hongjun, you have fought with me for three generations, now I will send you on your way!" After falling, Luo Hu slapped his chest suddenly, and a spiritual treasure like an awl floated out. Judging from its pressure, it was obviously another heavenly treasure. "God-Slaying Cone, God-Slaying Cone, go and vent the hatred of these three generations for me! God-Slaying Saint, go!" Luo Hu sprayed out a mouthful of supreme demonic energy on the God-Slaying Cone, destroying the rules. Injecting forcefully into the vertebrae, with a wave of his hand, the God-killing Cone disappeared and flew towards Hongjun. Hongjun, who was fighting against the infinite sword with the sound of bronze drums, suddenly started to beat violently between his eyebrows, and a sense of heart palpitations rose from his heart for no reason. He subconsciously took a step to the right, and suddenly felt a pain in his left arm, and then a terrifying force of destruction of rules crept up along his left arm toward the Tianling Center. "No, it's the God-killing Cone!" Hongjun's expression changed wildly, and he gathered all the true energy in his body. He hit the bronze drum with all his strength for the last time, knocking all the heavenly knives away. Then he struck with his right hand on his left shoulder, endlessly. The power of the rules surged, driving out the power of the rules of destruction. Hongjun, whose face was as pale as paper, looked at Luo Hu who was smiling in the distance, feeling that he was in big trouble, maybe everyone would die here today. "Tsk, tsk, how does the God-Slaying Cone taste, old friend?" Luo Hu gently stroked the God-Slaying Cone that had just achieved great success in his hand, with a relaxed and casual look on his face. "Ahem" Hongjun coughed out a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Luo Hu with a livid face, but his eyes looked extremely anxious. "Why, are you still thinking about someone coming to save you?" LuoSeeing the anxiety in Hongjun's eyes, Wei laughed maniacally: "Oh, that's right! I forgot to tell you, your team that went to take the road to heaven has fallen into the outer space and time, and will never come back. "As soon as Luo Hu finished speaking, the faces of the saints changed. They looked at each other with pale faces, and a deathly gray color appeared in their eyes. "Whoa!" At this moment, a strong wind swept across the world, and then a Taoist wearing a white Taoist robe with a blurred face appeared on the ancient battlefield. Hongjun's face was filled with joy, and he slowly flew to his side and said, "Hongjun has met Dao Zun!" Dao Zun Xiaoyao nodded, turned to look at Luo Hu, and suddenly struck Hongjun with a lightning-like palm. Chest. This palm encompassed the power of the Ten Iron Principles. It was like the full blow of a peak saint, which directly dented Hongjun's chest, and he flew out with blood spitting out of his mouth. Hongjun¡¯s eyes were full of shock, shock, painall kinds of expressions. The saints standing in the sky were obviously shocked by this scene. First, Luo Hu from the first era came with force, and then Taoist Xiaoyao, who had guarded the Pangu Great Thousand Realm for three eras, suddenly turned against him. This The scenes happened so suddenly that the saints had no time to reflect. Yang Mei and Xuan Hu were also shocked, but they were not very fond of Taoist Xiaoyao. Seeing that he suddenly seriously injured Hongjun, they rushed over, helped Hongjun up, and helped him remove the ten irons in his body. Then the power was driven out. Hongjun, who suffered two heavy blows and lost his strength sharply, looked at the white figure in disbelief and said: "Why? Why did you betray Pangu Daqianjie?" "Jiejiejie! Look who I am?" Xiaoyao Dao The monster laughed, and his voice changed from an old man to as clear as a young man. He waved his hand and wiped the white mist from his face, and a face exactly like that of Demon Ancestor Luo Hu appeared in front of everyone. ¡°Rahu!¡± All the saints exclaimed in unison. Hongjun, Yangmei and Xuanhu also looked shocked. "No, it's impossible!" Hongjun almost lost his mind, and his stable Taoist heart fluctuated for the first time. "Jie Jie Jie, isn't it strange?" White-robed Luohu said with a smile: "After the end of the Second Era, I accidentally returned to the chaotic universe from outside the territory. When I was looking for the foundation of the great road, I discovered that old Xiaoyao. Something. Moreover, the old guy was affected by the Great Destruction of the Second Era, and his cultivation was only in the late Saint stage. " "I caught him, and I wanted to find out where the foundation of the Dao was, but who would have thought that this old guy would destroy himself. God. I tried hard to search for his memory and found that all the memories about the foundation of the avenue were blank. So I used the soul-splitting technique to make this old thing into a clone, intending to use him to destroy him in the third era. It's a pity that we have found the foundation of the great road!" "What a profound plan!" All the saints were heartbroken when they heard this. 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