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In the big formation where the thunder light circulated.

Hearing Wu Tao's deep voice, Hu Xuansheng laughed: "The treasure of Zhenzong? That's just a false lie woven by my Zixu Sect."

"What do you mean?" Wu Tao's expression froze slightly.

"The so-called Zhenzong's treasure is just a spiritual treasure refined by the first generation headmaster of Zixu Sect in order to find a successor." Hu Xuansheng sneered.

"Does that make any difference?"

Wu Tao frowned.

The Zixu Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has existed since the birth of Penglai Xianshan. In the era when ancient powers were everywhere, to be able to create such a force as the Zixu Sect, the cultivation base must have been supernatural.

The spirit treasure he refined is known as the treasure of Zixumen's Zhenzong, so there would be no problem.

But looking at Hu Xuansheng's appearance, why is he so disdainful?
Just when Wu Tao was puzzled, Hu Xuansheng's sneering voice continued: "Of course there is a difference. The first generation head teacher who founded Zixu Sect didn't just want to find successors in Zixu Sect."

"You mean..." Wu Tao showed a strange expression.

"That's right, the so-called founding ancestor didn't put Zixu Sect's interests first, but wanted to find successors on the entire Penglai Fairy Mountain." Hu Xuansheng sneered even more.

"So, you went against the will of the founder of the religion, weaving such a lie, and controlling the inheritance treasure in the Zixu sect?" The corners of Wu Tao's mouth raised slightly.

"That's not the case, is it true that the treasure inherited from the Zixu Sect was taken away by outsiders?" Hu Xuansheng asked back.

"However, after thousands of years, this inherited treasure has yet to find its owner."

Wu Tao shook his head.

For their own benefit, the Zixu Sect violated the will of the founding ancestor and forcibly left the inheritance treasure. The pearl of inheritance is dusty and cannot be passed on, which is somewhat unreasonable.

"Hmph, Zixu Sect would rather abandon it than let outsiders get it."

Hu Xuansheng's expression turned cold.

The Zixu Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is one of the three strongest forces in Penglai Xianshan. Once the ancestor's inheritance treasure is taken away, the blow to the sect's reputation will be extremely fatal.

They will never allow such a thing to happen.

"Personal and sect interests, you chose the sect without hesitation, but it's a pity that the founding ancestor of the sect has a broad mind."

Wu Tao sighed lightly.

The ancestor of the Zixu Sect could make such a decision, abandon the views of the sect, and his open-mindedness is far inferior to ordinary people, but he was restricted by the influence of the Zixu Sect, and the inheritance has been dusted to this day. This can only be regarded as God's will.

"Hmph, the Zixu Sect has been passed down to this day, and it has long been unrestricted by the interests of a certain person. The ancestor can't do it, let alone you." Hu Xuansheng's voice was cold.

"So you have to kill me." Wu Tao narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If I don't kill you, how will I face the Zixu sect's predecessors, and how will the Zixu sect rise in adversity."

Hu Xuansheng gave a loud shout.

Above the palm, an inexplicable force swirled out, and that force fell into the mysterious thunder phantom formation, immediately causing a terrifying force to swirl out.

Xuan Lei's masterpiece!

On the big thunder formation, purple thunders burst out, spread all over the sky, turned into an endless sea of ​​thunder, landed in the sky, and burst out endless and terrifying destructive power, as if to destroy everything in the formation.

"At this time..."

Wu Tao sensed the terrifying power of thunder, and when he looked up, a strong solemn look appeared in his eyes.

And at this moment, Hu Xuansheng's cold and heartless voice fell.

"Slap the thunder, destroy the world and kill life!"

The sound was like thunder, constantly echoing in this large formation.

And at this moment, the sea of ​​thunder detonated the endless space, completely submerging Wu Tao in it.

"Ancestor!"

The moment he saw Wu Tao being swallowed by the sea of ​​thunder.

Outside the big formation, during the shocking battle of the six golden elixir powerhouses, there were three loud shouts in succession.

Shi Lingyuan, Xue Kun, and Du Wuji all fell into boundless shock and anger.

As the powerhouses of evil ways on Penglai Xianshan Mountain, they already knew the three major forces well. This mysterious thunder phantom formation is extremely strong and powerful, but it is jointly performed by three golden elixir powerhouses and ninety-nine 81 foundation-building powerhouses. Once, the three major forces joined forces and used it to live and die as the Nascent Soul Venerable.

Such a large formation, once trapped in it, there is no possibility of escape.

But at this time, Wu Tao was overwhelmed by Lei Hai again, and he was already in a desperate situation.

As the ancestor of the evil cultivator, Wu Tao led the evil cultivator to grow stronger by himself. Once he died in the battle, the evil cultivator who had finally gathered together would fall apart immediately.

"what!"

All three gave a long roar.

In the body, the terrifying power was circulated to the extreme, the power of heaven and earth was surging, and his figure was like flying. He wanted to break through the obstruction of the three golden elixir powers of Taixu and Lingxu, and went to support them.

However, the cultivation of those three people was far better than those behind them.

He dodged and blocked the three of them.

Above the absolute sky, the fighting between the golden core powers was immediately aroused, causing this world to fall into a boundless earthquake.

……

now.

In the sea of ​​thunder, Wu Tao's figure could no longer be seen.

Between the big formations, endless purple thunders roamed and galloped, bursting out endless destructive energy, which continued to permeate the space of the big formations. At this moment, above the endless purple thunders, a majestic middle-aged figure floated out.

Hu Xuansheng looked at the surging thunder, with an extremely cold aura on his face: "A mere sea of ​​thunder can't wipe you out, boy, don't hide, come out."

The sound burst out.

Just at this moment, a layer of faint blood circled out from the endless sea of ​​thunder.

In the blood, endless and violent power surged out, and the blood transformed into a huge blood-colored figure condensed out, the blood-colored eyes flashed in the blood-colored shadow, and the blood-colored big hand was magnified in the air, and when the sky suddenly tore, it tore the surrounding thunder crack.

"Hu Xuansheng, show your true strength."

Blood Shadow Shura's dull voice came out.

Under the endless sea of ​​thunder, blood continued to spread, and when it reached Hu Xuansheng's body, it suddenly broke through the endless purple thunder, turned into a bloody storm, and rushed towards Hu Xuansheng.

Hu Xuansheng's expression didn't change at all, he clasped his palms together, formed a miraculous mark, and spread it out in the void.

"Silence!"

These two words spit out.

The miraculous mark immediately disappeared into the formation.

In an instant, there was a flash of thunder, and the endless sea of ​​thunder turned into nothingness, and a terrifying force of destroying the world lingered out, permeating the entire formation, instantly freezing the bloody storm.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the bloody storm collapsed, turning into endless bloody spots and disappearing.

"Boy, it's your turn now."

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