Chapter 166: Fall of the Saint [Basic Update]
"Kill Zhunti first."
Facing the tongue-splitting lotus that the Western religion is proud of, the leader of Tongtian Cult worshiped the six soul flags while transmitting his spiritual thoughts.
Fang Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief, presided over the formation, and took control of the overall situation. He secretly rolled up the Qiankun Ruler, and thoughts were swirling in his heart——
Extraterrestrial demon?
Anomaly?
There’s actually nothing wrong with describing reincarnations like this!
Frankly speaking, he really couldn't help but worry that Tongtian would wake up and target himself, a foreigner from the ancient times.
However... due to the dispute over ideals and the fact that brotherhood was stabbed in the back, the affectionate leader Tongtian remained firm.
"go."
One hand flew in the air, continuing to consume luck, writing the true names of the saints, and throwing the Qingping Sword with the other hand, letting it attack independently.
——Zhunti never expected that the leader of Tongtian Cult showed no mercy at all, colluded with outsiders, was stubborn, and would take action as soon as he was told, and he would be so sharp when he did it!
There was no astonishing momentum coming out of the sword's edge, but the power was restrained, cutting through the void and cutting a black line that the saint did not dare to underestimate.
——The void was split on the spot, and through that gap, one could clearly see the turbulent flow of void outside the wilderness, which was so chaotic that even a saint might get lost!
It can also be considered as an expression of one's feelings.
This made Fang Xiu feel completely at ease. He concentrated on presiding over the Zhuxian formation, and at the same time struck a powerful blow. As agreed, he would kill Zhunti first!
After all, if you want to break the formation, one of the four saints is indispensable, and the bald donkey has the worst cultivation, so he is a ready-made weak persimmon.
As a result, the phantom of the empress appeared in Zhunti's sea of consciousness, and the laws of the extreme that did not belong to this world surged. There was no special scene. All laws were simply bad. Zhunti felt that she was about to be devoured and refined!
The twelve-grade golden lotus shines brightly.
The Seven Treasures Tree stands in front of you.
Buzz!
At the same time, ripples spread out from the bodies of Yuanshi, Tongtian, and Jieyin, and the heaven and earth trembled. At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be frozen. They failed to fight for Tongtian and fell into passivity.
"Ignorance!" Yuanshi Tianzun snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and the Three Treasures and Jade Ruyi appeared in front of him out of thin air. The rays of light emitted and turned into auspicious clouds to envelope Taoist Zhunti.
The two great defensive treasures from the prehistoric world were obviously not in vain. The sky-wide sword energy transformed by Qingping Sword Intent and Zhuxian Sword Intent collided with them, making bursts of roars.
The sword energy either dissipates or pierces into the auspicious clouds, but no matter how long the sword energy lasts, it will be difficult to break through the numerous auspicious clouds and protective golden lotus to reach Taoist Zhunti.
Obviously, without requiring the formation to be broken, the Four Saints' attack and defense are equally difficult to deal with!
With his eyes fixed on the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar that Fang Xiu held on his head, Taishang Laojun gently moved the Taiyi whisk in his hand. The yin and yang pattern emerged and turned into a stream of light. He actually wanted to take it!
However, the magic jar is like a black hole, swallowing the stream of light manifested by the fly whisk into it continuously and disappearing.
"Red lotus, white lotus root and green lotus leaf, the three religions turned out to be one family! What a good one, turned out to be one family!"
Seeing this, the leader of Tongtian Cult is really crazy, or in other words, crazy on top of crazy.
At the beginning, the pure green lotus, the supreme treasure that opened the sky, turned into three. The lotus leaf turned into the Qingping Sword, the lotus flower turned into the Three Jewels Ruyi, and the lotus root turned into Taiyi Whisk. This is a symbol of the unity of the three religions.
Today, I witnessed these three magic weapons going against each other, fighting each other, and feeling the irony, Tongtian quickly refined the Six Soul Flags.
The leader secretly sent a message, "I will give you a chance to integrate the power of the Four Swords. You must find a way to kill Zhunti. If this is not possible, you must also inflict heavy injuries!"
Since going solo, the treatment has gotten better and better.
The unupgraded six-path puppet was paired with the four generals of the Demon family and killed Jin Zha, Muzha, Nezha, Yang Jian and so on.
Currently, Saint Tongtian is assisting himself.
I saw the six true names swaying gently with the tail of the flag, and dark and ominous fluctuations emanated from it, turning into invisible lines to connect with the way of heaven.
Hongjun: "..."
Outside the array.
The Taoist who single-handedly trained all the saints and three thousand ancient powerful men watched silently, still showing no sign of expression, as if he didn't care who died.
In just a short moment, the strange scene disappeared. On the black flag, the light was all gone, and it looked like an ordinary thing. Only ancient lines exuded a mysterious and unpredictable charm.
"Is it really the Six Soul Flag? Junior Brother Tongtian, you are confused!"
Yuanshi Tianzun, who originally wanted to protect Zhunti, his eyes narrowed slightly. The auspicious clouds returned and enveloped him. The Supreme Being also temporarily gave up the idea of seizing the magic jar, further unfolded the body-protecting Tai Chi diagram, and reprimanded:
"Don't make the mistake again!"
"I have the same origin, have you forgotten? Why are we here?"
——The Supreme Being seems to be timid.
Living in the world of gods, the characteristic is the endless array of formations and treasures.
In the main story, after the Tongtian Cult Leader was defeated by the Immortal Killing Formation, besides the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, it was the second trump card he used.
The function is somewhat similar to the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book of Daoist Dao Luya, but it is much more powerful. You only need to write your real name on the tail of the flag, worship it with a talisman, and then gently shake the flag, and it will be ready in an instant. It can take six lives.
Even if you are at the saint level, if you are shaken by these six soul flags, you will feel dizzy. You will not be able to return to the peak in a short time, and your realm will slip.
It can be called the top auxiliary magic weapon in the world!
After all, there is essentially little difference between adding negative status to the enemy and enhancing oneself.
However, Fang Xiu was not tempted and did not plan to plunder, because the worship of this thing is not so easy to complete!
It needs luck and cultivation to support it.
Only Tongtian, who has the support of the Middle Thousand Worlds and has obtained the fruit position, dares to do this in a crazy state - two are the destined people of the Conferred God Catastrophe, and four are saints who have also obtained the fruit position.
The reincarnation only hates that his luck is not enough.
"Tongtian Daoyou can't make the same mistake again!"
From beginning to end, without saying a word, the Jieyin Daoist who silently helped his junior brother Zhunti defended, at all costs, activated the twelve-grade merit golden lotus. He thought Tongtian was just pretending to scare his family.
As a result... Jiejiao was not much, and the luck that was difficult to suppress dropped rapidly, and the same was true for Tongtian Daoist himself.
"You four have already colluded, how can my Jiejiao have a chance of winning? Look at Zhunti's attitude, he has been coming to the East to get benefits!"
"Two brothers? Have you already promised secretly to send my disciples to the West in advance?"
"..." Taishang was speechless.
The idea was proposed by Yuanshi Tianzun. He thought it was okay. Doing so might be able to share the luck of the Western Sect and prevent the rise of side sects. Therefore, he acquiesced to do so.
But, it must not be admitted at the moment!
"What is luck?"
"Jiejiao will spread all over the prehistoric world in the future. What's the use of this luck?"
Tongtian said resolutely.
Jiejiao pays attention to seizing a ray of life. As the leader of Jiejiao, he obviously has no lack of courage.
"Fellow Daoist Lunhui, act according to the plan, and fight them with me!"
The strategy continues: kill one first.
In a situation where the cards are almost exposed, Tongtian is too lazy to cover it up. Fang Xiu even stretched out his right hand, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Pot representing the Dao Fruit of the Ruthless Emperor suddenly appeared in his hand.
"Okay!"
A chill rushed up to his head from the opposite side. Zhunti felt that his six-foot-tall golden body and the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree were both trembling, and his mind was unsettled.
The Jidao Emperor's soldiers were endlessly reviving, and the aura of the Ruthless Emperor swallowing the Dao Fruit was spreading...
Why is it me again!!!
Why is it me every time the killing intent is locked!
Could it be that the Three Pure Ones were just playing a trick and wanted to kill me and my senior brother to stop the rise of the Western Religion from the root?
Maybe...it's simply because I'm the weakest!
The Six Soul Banner was swaying, and Tongtian Sect Master urged it at all costs, just as he promised in the secret transmission before, and tried his best to create opportunities-the originally dark banner surface, the Dao patterns were faintly shining, and the six true names flashed.
"Boom!"
The surging imperial power rushed up, and Fang Xiu heard a sigh.
——A ruthless person, an enemy of the whole world, stunning the ages. Her extreme imperial weapons are completely unified, and she has a carefully crafted space of the original ball, a sacred tree, and enough energy to evolve the twenty-four heavens. Even if she doesn't resurrect, she has reached an incredible level!
Across the Zhuxian Sword Formation, a breath of collapse of the three realms and six paths is shaken out, strong and domineering, terrifying, and shocking all Qigong practitioners.
In the underworld, a woman with a quiet temperament sighed deeply.
In the heavens beyond the heavens, another woman with a peerless face was silent.
Hou Tu Niangniang and Nuwa Niangniang, two female saints who are capable of participating in it, have no intention of getting involved.
Unless... Daozu ordered them to take action.
But Hongjun still looked at it in silence.
In a short moment, Fang Xiu felt that everything in the sky and on the ground, the six directions and eight wastelands, the nine heavens and ten earths, all surrendered at his feet, and all the worlds were trembling.
In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, every inch of space was trembling. Kong Xuan, Duobao and others who were responsible for stabilizing the four directions and absorbing the primitive energy to supply the formation diagram were both trembling and excited. They had a premonition that they might witness the death of the immortal saint.
——The sword formation rose to the sky, and the entire primitive continent suddenly appeared with fairy lights, colorful, and the vitality of heaven and earth was rapidly turbulent, and an invisible big mouth swallowed up the essence.
Except for a few people, no one could see the specific scene that followed. The Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother only knew that the endless stars flickered and the heavenly formation was operating layer by layer.
In the several small worlds that were vassalized by the primitive world, the whole world was shaking, and countless lives were killed and injured.
"Heaven!"
"Why is there blood in the sky!"
Chaoge, Lutai.
A beautiful demon fox shouted out loud, and her fingers trembled as she pointed to the top of her head.
The drunken Emperor Xin suddenly raised his eyes and looked up, only to see a crack in the sky in the direction of Xiqi, with endless blood pouring out of it.
It is unimaginable what level of existence it is that can dye half of the sky with blood after being hurt.
Fortunately, a slender jade hand crossed the sky in time, gently stroked the western sky before it broke into the abyss, and a trace of blood returned to the crack.
"Nuwa is mending the sky again." An overseas cultivator whispered, and then trembled: "Several saints fought on the edge of chaos, alarming the prehistoric world. Aren't they afraid of being blamed by the Taoist ancestors?"
Boom!
Before all living beings could catch their breath, the world trembled again. The heavenly court, located in the dome of the sky, which was regarded as an alternative to protect the continent from the erosion of chaos, suddenly dropped a large section, and barely stabilized in the swaying, so as not to fall to the ground.
Hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals flew out of the five heavenly gates, and the heavy formations shattered!
What is the unpredictable power of heaven?
Before the Conferred Gods Tribulation, the Heavenly Palace was just a decoration.
The place where it was located was no different from a paper one!
And these changes were just the aftermath of the battle between the saints, which was accidentally caused by the chaos.
At this moment, the second-generation disciples of Jiejiao who had no chance to join the battle prayed in their hearts, hoping that Master Tongtian, Uncle Lunhui, Uncle Kongxuan, as well as the eldest brother, eldest sister, and the Holy Mother Guiling, could gain the upper hand.
At the same time.
Xiqi, which should have been the center of the catastrophe, was dark and gloomy. King Wu Jifa felt dizzy and his vision blurred quickly.
"What on earth...what on earth is going on?" Jifa felt uneasy and instinctively resisted death.
But, he was not particularly afraid of it.
Because last time, Xiangfu had died once, and was soon reshaped by the saint and saved.
I am destined to be resurrected even if I die!
Thinking this in his heart, Jifa didn't know that this was completely different from the past. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Ziya standing next to him... The two were in the same situation, with a trance, and their three souls and seven spirits were melting.
Immediately afterwards, King Wu had no time to care about others. The phoenix shadow emerged behind him, and it cried out to the sky on the spot. It was not noble at all, like a pheasant on the chopping board, with eyes full of struggle.
Unfortunately, endless black fog appeared out of thin air, gathered towards Ji Fa, and then suddenly retracted inward. The phoenix cried, and at the critical moment... a blue lotus bloomed from Ji Fa's spiritual platform. It was Yuanshi Tianzun's back-up - the lotus seed transformed by Sanbao Yu Ruyi.
The green light burst out and blocked the black light for a breath, and that was all. King Wu Ji Fa lived one more breath than Jiang Ziya.
"Hahahaha!"
The laughter rolled from the chaotic sky like thunder, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation temporarily dissipated. The four figures still stood in the four directions, waiting to be guided by the main formation next time.
The forces waiting for the result stood up almost at the same time and looked at the sky. The Jiejiao immortals were obviously relieved. They heard that the laughter came from their own leader.
The four saints were defeated?
Impossible!
In the hazy light, several figures were shrouded in fairy light. Laozi was still riding on the back of the ox, and the Tai Chi diagram was gently rotating, protecting Yuanshi Tianzun.
Yuanshi Tianzun, who had no shortage of treasures to protect the Dao, still stood and was not seriously injured.
——In fact, the Taoist robe was stained with a little blood, and the jade ruyi also had a few almost imperceptible cracks. In the mist of the treasure light, it seemed to be repairing itself.
Some of the remaining third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the master was fine...
Where did the blood shadow that had penetrated from the trace of the sky come from?
Not far from Taishang and Yuanshi, an old Taoist sitting cross-legged on the twelfth-grade merit lotus platform attracted Nuwa's attention.
Western Jieyin!
With a solemn appearance and a precious gauze on his body, but golden tears flowing from the corners of his eyes... Zhunti Taoist was robbed!
Houtu was stunned.
Indeed, Zhunti's figure was never seen. Only Jieyin sat alone on the twelfth-grade merit golden lotus.
Facing the Tongtian Sect Master who launched the Six Soul Banner Curse at all costs, the Four Saints took care of the snow in front of them. Even though Jie Yin came to the Golden Lotus and jointly presided over the defense with his junior brother, they still failed to stop him.
In the Devouring Heaven Demon Pot, there was a flesh body lying, with his iconic face of misery and closed eyes. Beside him was the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, which was broken but still full of vitality...
Today's basic update, I have something to do, and will make up later.
ps. Except for the day it was released, I played for a few hours, and didn't touch the black monkey for three consecutive days. I guess I can play it again next month.