Immortality begins by swallowing the stars

Endless void fragments formed a storm under the stirring of pairs of huge hands, and then the storm began to spread, forming a terrifying void wave.

The battle in the Xingyu River, one of the ten most dangerous places in the ancient ruins, is intensifying.

Both sides exerted all their strength and displayed their divine power and magic.

The Three Pure Ones firmly restrain the two incarnations of the Lord of All Demons.

Fuxi and Mozhu Daozu fought back and forth.

The Blood Swan Taoist Patriarch was surrounded by four messengers of all things.

Lu Jing's second soul transformed into the Golden Crow, then into Kunpeng, and then into Yinglong, and fought fiercely with the Demon Hand Taoist.

Lu Jing himself commanded the nine black dragons of destruction that were derived from the Nine Dragons Birth and Death Formation, and cooperated with a dozen true gods and Taoist ancestors such as Kuafu to struggle against Master Huanmu, the second soul of the Blood Swan Demon Ancestor, and hundreds of other powerful people from the Wujian Sect.

At every moment, endless energy surged out from the blood-colored gate and merged into Lu Jing's ancestral immortal magic power.

"Tsk tsk, if the clone of the Underworld Sea had not grown to a diameter of ten light years, I'm afraid it would not be able to sustain such a horrific consumption of mana for long." Lu Jing sighed.

It is precisely because of the endless dark sea that devours the starry universe as a blood pool that it can support the terrifying consumption of the Nine Dragons Life and Death Formation.

"Fortunately, we are in the ancient ruins. If the decisive battle broke out in the Three Realms, with the cooperation of countless gods and immortals from Wujian Sect, my Nine Dragon Life and Death Formation would not be able to hold out for long."

Precisely because in the ancient ruins, the fighters on both sides were all true gods and ancestors, and their numbers were small, so the role of the top combat power would be rapidly magnified.

Even if there were countless gods and immortals setting up various formations, Lu Jing would not dare to hang the Nine Dragons Life and Death Formation openly above the battlefield.

Of course, it was also because Master Huanmu and others were firmly restrained by him and had no spare energy to break the formation.

"Hmm?" Lu Jing's heart moved.

The water and fire world-destroying formation around Fuxi, who was fighting fiercely with Taoist Master Mozhu, suddenly turned over, and countless raging flames and endless water waves rushed towards the four messengers of all things who were entangled with Taoist Master Xuehu.

Fuxi himself turned around and struck the Taoist Sanqing who was fighting with the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

Unknowingly, the battle area between Fuxi and Taoist Mozhu has come to the vicinity of the battlefield between Taoist Sanqing and the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

Both the Nuwa camp and the Wuxian Sect were stunned at this moment.

Only Taoist Mozhu reacted the fastest and rushed towards Buddha Tathagata who was also fighting with the Lord of All Demons.

"Is Fuxi a spy planted by our Wuxian Sect?"

"Fuxi was instigated by my Wuxian Sect?!"

Many powerful people in the Wuxian Sect were surprised and confused, even the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons did not react.

"Heart General!" Lu Jing sneered.

He became alert ever since Fuxi and Mozhu Daozu fought each other.

The two of them have long been controlled by their minds and souls.

When Fuxi suddenly made a move and no one else could react, Lu Jing responded immediately.

One of the four dragons of destruction that besieged Master Huanmu suddenly disappeared.

A destructive black dragon then flew out from the sky above the Sanqing Taoist's head and stopped Fuxi.

The Nine Dragons Life and Death Formation hangs high above the battlefield like a sky curtain. The nine dragons of destruction can be born and die at will and are everywhere.

This is also the reason why he can block hundreds of powerful people from the Wuxian Sect with just four black dragons of destruction and the cooperation of more than ten true gods and Taoist ancestors such as Kuafu.

Unless someone can break the Nine Dragons Life and Death Array that covers the sky.

At the same time, Lu Jing stretched out his finger and lightly flicked the Nuwa Ding. Two Nuwa ancestral fires, one white and one red, poured out and transformed into two intertwined young dragons rushing towards Master Huan Mu.

Master Huanmu is good at refining weapons, arranging battle formations, defending, attacking... His accumulation in the two chaotic worlds is second only to Nuwa.

If one of the four black dragons of destruction is transferred away, it would be possible for Master Huanmu to find an opportunity to break the impasse.

We can only let the two ancestral fires of Nuwa Ding take over first.

However, although the two ancestral fires left by Nuwa are extremely powerful, far surpassing the immortal fire, Zhurong's divine fire and other ancestral fires of the three realms, they are not chaos fires after all.

It has no source, and can do nothing to the owner of Huanmu.

But Lu Jing only wanted to temporarily fill the vacancy of a dragon of destruction and continue to block Master Huan Mu.

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On the other side, the second soul who was fighting fiercely with the Demon Hand Taoist suddenly looked cold, and Yinglong's body shook and broke into eight thousand one hundred streams of light, approaching the Demon Hand Taoist and condensing into the figure of a young man in yellow.

The Demon Hand Daozu was also distracted by Fuxi's unusual behavior, and sneered at the situation: "It's a waste of effort."

The white palm passed through the void and pressed towards the young man in yellow who was approaching.

Lu Jing's eyes were cold, and he suddenly roared, and his body seemed to swell up suddenly.

His muscles were knotted and he exuded a savage and violent aura that looked down on all living beings, which almost suffocated the Taoist Master of the Demonic Hand.

"Pangu!?" The Demonic Hand Taoist screamed.

Except for Nuwa and the spirit of Nuwa Ding, no one else knows the origin of the 'Immortal Body of Disaster'. No one knows that the Immortal Body of Disaster was created by visualizing the process of Pangu God's gestation.

Therefore, those who achieve the status of a celestial being with an indestructible body are the most supreme celestial beings.

To achieve true God is also the top level of true God.

In addition, after mastering the Way of Life and Death, his understanding of the Way of Heaven is no less than that of the Three Pure Ones, the fifth level of the power of life and death, and the fifth level of mental strength. When Lu Jing's second soul bursts out with all its strength, it can be close to the top ancestor gods, rather than the ordinary ancestor god leader level.

The reason why he hid his strength when fighting with the Taoist Master Demon Hand was, on the one hand, to guard against unexpected events like Fuxi, and on the other hand, to paralyze the Taoist Master Demon Hand.

This Taoist master of the magic hand has mastered the four great heavenly principles of earth, water, wind and fire in the chaotic world of endless suffering. His understanding of the Tao is no less than that of Buddha Tathagata. It is not easy to kill him.

Lu Jing's second soul did not have any top-notch chaos treasures or even magical weapons of Tao.

The young man in yellow, who transformed into Pangu, raised his arm high, as if he had turned into a giant axe, carrying the power of the universe and reopening the world, and chopped towards the Taoist Master of the Demonic Hand.

The greatest magical power in the Three Realms—the Axe of Creation!

"No." The Demon Hand Taoist's face changed drastically, but he had no time to dodge, so he could only try to block the axe with his palm.

Wow.

This axe was so fast that it seemed to have broken the limits of heaven.

Although Pangu is the weakest god in the world, he is still a world god. Naturally, he can break the laws with his force and break the limits of the way of heaven.

This great magical power, like Wu Bao's swordsmanship, also surpassed the limits of heaven.

With the strength of a true god-level indestructible body, plus the fifth-level mental strength and destructive power, Lu Jing is able to unleash the true power of this great magical power.

The extremely mysterious palm technique of the Demonic Hand Taoist was unable to stop her at all, and her arm was cut off directly.

The axe blade, which exceeded the speed of light, did not stop and split the Demon Hand Taoist into two halves from head to toe.

The soul, golden elixir and divine body were all divided into two.

Blood was flying in the air. The Demon Hand Taoist Patriarch, who had been famous for countless billions of years from ancient times to the present... had fallen.

The entire battlefield fell silent.

Even Fuxi and Mozhu Daozu, who were controlled by the mind, couldn't help but look sideways.

After killing the Demon Hand Taoist, Lu Jing did not delay for a moment. He immediately turned into a golden rainbow of the sun and came to the front of the Blood Swan Taoist who had just escaped from the encirclement of the four messengers of all things.

Before attacking the Three Pure Ones, Fuxi trapped the four messengers of all things with the Eternal Fire and the Mysterious Water of Taiyin, allowing the Taoist Master Xuehuo to escape.

But the Blood Swan Taoist who had just escaped ran head-on into Lu Jing's second soul who was rushing over.

Without any surprise, the Axe of Creation struck the head of the Blood Swan Taoist Patriarch at a speed beyond the limit of the Heavenly Dao, who had no time to dodge.

The soul and golden elixir were directly annihilated, and the body that was split into two was strangled by endless void fragments.

In terms of strength, Daozu Blood Swan is the weakest among the leaders of the Wuxian Sect. He couldn't even block Daozu Demon Hand due to his carelessness, so Daozu Blood Swan naturally had no chance of survival.

Lu Jing did not choose to attack Fuxi or Mozhu Daozu to rescue the Three Pure Ones.

He has already separated a dragon of destruction to block Fuxi, and Tathagata's defense is the best in the Three Realms. Even if Taoist Mozhu and the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons join forces to attack, they cannot be killed in a short time.

Moreover, Fuxi and Mozhu Daozu are both good at defense, and even better than Moshou Daozu in terms of defense. When Lu Jing's second soul bursts out with all its strength, its strength is only close to that of the top ancestor gods, and he will not be able to do anything to Xi and Mozhu Daozu in a short time.

Of course, you should pick the softest persimmons.

After Lu Jing's second soul swung the axe and chopped it out without even looking, it turned into rainbow light again and rushed towards the remaining second soul of Blood Swan Taoist Ancestor.

His second soul is fighting with a dragon of destruction.

He couldn't even escape, so how could his speed match that of the dragon of destruction that appeared and died at will and was everywhere?

But the third Axe of Creation that Lu Jing swung out was blocked by a white hand.

"Lord of all demons!"

The incarnation of the Lord of All Demons who was attacking Buddha Tathagata suddenly arrived and blocked Lu Jing.

The sudden death of the Demon Hand Taoist Ancestor had already shocked him, and the death of the Blood Swan Demon Ancestor himself made him even more heartbroken.

No matter what, he couldn't just watch his only disciple perish.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons looked at Lu Jing deeply and said, "Retreat!!"

The Nether Sea Daozu in front of him suddenly exploded, and in a flash, the Demon Hand Daozu and the Blood Swan Daozu died one after another.

The passive situation caused by Fuxi's betrayal was reversed in an instant.

The depth of the Nuwa camp was far beyond his expectations. He was neither the ruthless Demon Hand Taoist nor the ambitious Heart Demon Lord.

It is impossible to watch Wujianmen being completely destroyed in a hopeless war.

He had already thought of retreating, but it was Fuxi's betrayal that gave him a glimmer of hope for a comeback, but this glimmer of hope was ruthlessly extinguished.

At the same time, another incarnation of the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons also abandoned the Three Pure Ones Taoist priests, and his figure floated around, gathering the true gods and Taoist ancestors of the Wuxian Sect one by one.

Soon, all the powerful people of Wuxian Sect were gathered in the magical treasure of the cave.

He dodged all the attacks from the Three Pure Ones, Buddha, and the nine dragons of destruction.

However, Lu Jing still took this opportunity to kill more than a dozen true gods and Taoist ancestors of the Wuxian Sect.

If it weren't for Master Huanmu's desperate resistance, Wujianmen would have suffered even greater losses.

The Lord of All Demons, whose two incarnations merged into one, looked up at the distant void, shook his head slightly, and then disappeared in the endless void fragments like a breeze.

The speed was so fast that Lu Jing and others were far behind.

Just as the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons disappeared, a flash of lightning shot out from the distant void and transformed into Suiren, who said with a hint of regret in his grief: "This wind demon escaped very quickly."