super evolution

The incomparably huge three-linked cities joined the battlefield one after another, and countless powerful magic restrictions on the three-linked cities were activated at the same time, causing huge casualties to those who only relied on magic weapons for protection.

The bloody battle was raging, and three months had passed in the blink of an eye, and there were no one knew how many people were killed or injured here.

Just when the waves of blood surging in the void were about to submerge the 33 heavens of Tianfu, suddenly there was a huge suppressing aura gushing out from the void.

In a small thatched hut behind the Lingxiao Palace, an old man who was no more than six feet tall and chubby slowly flew into the air.

Including many saints, everyone stopped at the same time.

The old Taoist sat cross-legged in the void, his indifferent eyes swept casually.

Wherever the knife-sharp gaze swept across, no one dared to look up except the saints.

Daozu!

Finally showed up!

Taoist Hongjun, the ancestor of all Taoism in the universe, the master of Sanqing, Jieyin, Zhunti and other saints, the person who single-handedly promoted Haotian and Queen Mother to such status.

He appeared suddenly, holding a fierce knife, and almost slaughtered the 6000 ​​million primordial demon gods born from the same origin.

but!

This him is not the original him, at least, not the Hongjun that Wu Hai knew.

Many saints and countless powerful and Buddhist cultivators retreated a long distance cautiously. Except for Haotian and Queen Mother, the other saints almost instinctively stayed away from Hongjun.Especially Sanqing and Jieyin Zhunti, their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

In the void, there are only two crazy monkeys still fighting desperately. The already sanctified Fighting Victory Buddha has faintly suppressed the monkeys, and is attacking the monkeys one after another, trying to completely defeat this monkey with a wisp of his own spirit. The clone of the condensed body.

When the two monkeys were fighting, they roared and screamed, the crazy ape cries shook the surrounding stars, and the sound of two long sticks colliding made everyone dizzy, as if they were in a blacksmith's shop, surrounded by Countless people swung their hammers at the iron ingots and beat them indiscriminately.

"Oh, it's so lively!"

Hongjun suddenly laughed, and when he smiled, black air rose around his body, and a desperate killing intent, as sticky as a swamp, that made people unable to even resist was born out of thin air.Except for Wu Hai's subordinates who were protected by the Sanlian City, as long as they were within ten thousand miles of Hongjun, all the great powers of other forces, no matter how high or low their cultivation level was, would explode to death with a scream.

The sky was full of flesh and blood spewed out by Da Neng Explosive Body, and clusters of blood light sounded at the same time, and the huge destructive force generated by Da Neng's self-explosion killed and wounded a large number of companions or enemies around them.In the blink of an eye, apart from Wu Hai and a few saints, there was no living being within ten thousand miles of Hongjun.

A trace of evil light shot out from Hongjun's eyes, he glanced coldly at the saints standing around him, and nodded.

"There is only one more saint... as long as there is one more saint, the sky tower can be repaired by more than [-]%, and the sky tower can be automatically healed. If there are more saints, it will be even better, and the first-line star abyss can be transformed into form earlier , the best thing to do."

After laughing a few times, Hongjun tilted his head and sighed: "There is still a saint missing, where can I find a saint or more saints?"

With a sigh, like the cold wind from the Nine Serenity Hell, everyone including Wu Hai shivered violently.

Hongjun, who was surrounded by a mass of black light, suddenly grinned, and pointed towards the void casually. Hundreds of streamers shot out, and quickly shot into the crowd who had broken through the peak of the emperor and had already stepped into the realm of the primordial realm. Almighty body.

The monkey who was fighting fiercely was also hit by a streamer.In addition, there is a stream of light that shoots far into the extremely distant sky.

The howls of misery and the howls of excitement came out together. In the flowing light, there was an incomparably huge perception of the way of heaven. If one could comprehend these ways of heaven thoroughly, mortals could become holy immediately.But such a huge amount of information, how can ordinary powers afford it?

Hundreds of great powers drilled into their bodies by the streamer let out hysterical howls, their bodies swelled rapidly, and their heads were blown to pieces amidst the muffled thunder.The immortal body collapsed, the primordial spirit disintegrated, and hundreds of tyrannical powers who were only below the realm of saints exploded and died almost at the same time.

In the arena, only the monkey who was fighting against the Buddha was screaming up to the sky, a spiritual light flew up from his body, and an inexplicable aura spread in all directions. The powerful coercion made all the great powers present worship involuntarily. salute.

From a certain star field far away, an equally powerful aura came faintly. In that direction, Yang Jian, who was leading the army to fight against many kings of Leiyin Temple, also successfully broke through with this spiritual light and entered the realm of saints.

Sensing the aura of Yang Jian's sanctification suddenly, Yuanshi Tianzun's complexion suddenly changed, and a flash of light popped out with a finger in a hurry.Yang Jian became a saint, and the disciples of Leiyin Temple who were fighting with him were like hitting an egg against a rock. If Yuanshi Tianzun didn't recall these disciples quickly, Yang Jian would kill them without mercy.

But even if Yuanshi Tianzun gave the order in time, God knows how many disciples can escape from Yang Jian's hands.

But just after the aura flew less than ten thousand miles away, a stream of black light shot from the slanting stab, and Hongjun had already shattered the aura with a single blow.

"A few disciples, just take another batch if there are no more." Hongjun looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, and said indifferently: "No matter how much you care about those disciples, it may not be true that all of them are loyal and reliable. Back then, when the poor Taoists competed with the saints in this world, is it true?" Who hit Pindao behind his back with the 'Jade Qing Jiuxiao Shenlei'?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked regretful, folded his sleeves and kept silent.

Smiling coldly, Hongjun looked at Taishang Laojun and asked with a smile: "Who hit the pole on the shoulder of the poor?"

Taishang Laojun was also silent, and Hongjun looked at Tongtian Sect Master and sighed: "You have also learned to hurt people from behind? The four swords of killing immortals, the four swords piercing the heart, if it weren't for Haotian and the Queen Mother who sacrificed their lives to save them, if it wasn't for the poor Dao still has a bit of ability to save his life, so he has long since faded away."

The murderous knife in his hand blared, Hongjun looked at Jieyin and Zhunti sneered again: "You two are also poor disciples, but it is you who led the disciples and hunted down Haotian and the Queen Mother for 3 years. Dao instructed them to become saints, and Nvwa concocted spirit pills, which restored Pindao's vitality, hey, hey. He has been chasing and killing them day and night for 3 years! Sure enough, he is a good disciple, a good disciple!"

Wu Hai and the others stood aside, stunned by what they heard, and felt dripping with cold sweat.

No wonder the relationship between these saints is so complicated, it seems to be a mess, feelings, and such a past?

It seems that many of Hongjun's disciples have defected from him, and even started besieging him. Why?

After pondering for a moment, chaotic light flashed in Wu Hai's eyes, and he used all his magical powers to look at Hongjun.

Looking at it at a glance, Wu Hai only felt his heart sink, Hongjun in front of him no longer had that round and old-fashioned image, only a mass of sticky and dense black air existed.A shadow of a knife loomed in the black air. Above the shadow of the knife, a figure sat cross-legged. Looking at the figure, he looked like Hongjun, but not like Hongjun. His figure was roughly similar to him, but with a horn on the head and wings on the back. And the long tail behind the stock, no matter how you look at it, it is not Hongjun.

Sensing Wu Hai's gaze, Hongjun looked over in surprise, black light flickered in his eyes, Hongjun nodded and smiled and said, "Wait, in our original world, the one who succeeded us as a saint? They are all top picks, if the power is slightly lower, the traitors like Pindao are really not your opponents."

Sighing deeply, Hongjun pointed to Wu Hai and said, "Don't use your magic eyes to look at the poor, or your eyes will be gouged out!"

A plain and simple sentence, but it is murderous and extremely ferocious.

Wu Hai looked at Hongjun, and the chaotic aura in his eyes became more intense.He sneered: "You can try it!"

With a cold snort, Hongjun's figure suddenly moved, and a black ray of light from the slanted stab swept down towards Wu Hai's eyes.

The Chaos Clock above Wu Hai's head suddenly appeared, and with a chime, the surrounding space was in turmoil. Earth, water, fire, wind, thunder and lightning spewed out together, stirring up the void like a pot of rotten porridge.The blade glow hit the chaotic clock, and it was immediately shattered into pieces, but the chaos clock was also uncomfortable. A mysterious light flashed on the body of the clock, and a finger-deep mark was cut by the blade glow.

As if his heart was being bombarded by a boulder, Wu Hai vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Shaking his head, Hongjun sighed: "It's just the Chaos Clock you forged yourself? Although the original Zhong Ling has swallowed countless geniuses and treasures, the imitation is just an imitation, and the heat is not enough. It's not enough to watch, Not enough to watch!"

Pointing at Wu Hai, Hongjun nodded and smiled and said, "As a poor Taoist, it's not good to attack you again today. Go back and practice carefully, and next time you will definitely take two of your eyes. Those shiny eyes, poor Taoist Not happy, very unhappy."

Wiping away the blood on the corner of his mouth, Wu Hai put away the chaotic clock and said nothing.Hongjun is Hongjun, his strength is really terrifying, with a random flash of a knife, he is no match at all, terrifying, terrifying.

Just thinking about how to deal with Hongjun's strength, Wu Hai suddenly saw a strange expression on Yuanshi Tianzun's face out of the corner of his eye.His heart twitched suddenly, and he sacrificed the Chaos Clock almost instinctively. The Yuanyang Profound Beads and Yuan Yin Profound Beads also turned into two bright lights, one black and one white, to protect the Chaos Clock.

A black lacquered sword glow shot out from the void soundlessly, and slammed heavily on the Chaos Clock.Hearing the mournful sound of the Chaos Bell, the body of the bell was pierced by a knife light, and a ray of cold air pierced Wu Hai's heart.Under Wu Hai's subconscious, Yuanyang Xuanzhu and Yuanyin Xuanzhu hurriedly blocked in front of his chest, two crisp sounds came, and the knife light pierced through the two Xuanzhu, and slammed heavily on Wu Hai's body.

Wu Hai's chest was in severe pain, and his body was thrown backwards by the sword light, and he flew backwards rapidly.Standing behind Wu Hai was an unknown number of sky-scanners and disciples of Huangquandao. From where he stood to the other end of the Sanlian City, at least a hundred thousand subordinates were smashed to pieces by Wu Hai along the way, and even some of them were physically injured. It was hit and exploded directly.

"Hongjun!"

Wu Hai staggered and stood up while clutching his chest that was continuously gushing out golden blood.

The first thousand and 330 chapters and the third chapter of the magic flame knife, the mysterious yellow is not extinguished

The first thousand and 330 chapters and three magic flames, the black and yellow are not extinguished

Hearing this, Hongjun smiled strangely.