Doupo: Emperor Yan, please exercise restraint, you are really a simple brother.

"Let bygones be bygones?"

"Based on your strength, are you qualified to say this?"

Zhang Yuan put his hands behind his back, and the golden-robed incarnation and the white-robed incarnation returned to his side, the three of them having a connected aura.

Three images of the Thunder God stood in the void, indicating that the three figures were all entities, and their strengths and methods were exactly the same, even to the Supreme Dharmakāya.

Zhang Yuan held the hilt of the Emperor's Sword at his waist with one hand, and his own aura spread out, transforming into supreme pressure, making this world humble and obedient.

Although they have not fought yet, Futu Xuan is very clear that with his strength, he can never be a match for the three Zhang Yuans combined.

"If we fight alone, I really can't do anything to you."

Futu Xuan felt inferior to him, and there was no emotion on his old face.

"But don't forget that this is my Futu clan."

"The right time, the right place, and the right people. The right time and the right place are all in my hands."

As soon as the words fell, the entire Buddha world began to shake, and an impossible formation appeared, encompassing the entire Buddha world, as if guarding and suppressing this world.

After the formation appeared, the energy of heaven and earth became active and all flowed into the formation.

Everyone in the Futu tribe felt unspeakable majesty and oppression, as if they were facing the wrath of God.

Even Zhang Yuan could feel that the circulation of spiritual energy in his body was slowing down, his resonance with the heaven and earth was weakening, and the amount of external spiritual energy he could mobilize was decreasing.

Most of the Saint Product Supremes dare not directly deal with the power of the top Saint Product Formation, especially the protective formation of the ancient Futu clan, which has a record of suppressing Saint Product Supremes.

When such a large formation is controlled by a Saint-level Supreme, the power that can be displayed is not as simple as one plus one.

"The ancient Futu clan's protective formation is indeed quite good."

Looking at the sect protection formation, Zhang Yuan said calmly, "If you can control it against me, I will have no choice but to flee."

Upon hearing this, Futu Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart.

What do you mean if he can control it, as the great elder of the ancient Futu clan, of course he can

"What!?"

Futu Xuan's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "What did you do!?"

He found that he had lost connection with the clan protection formation and could no longer control it.

This is more terrifying than killing him.

"I didn't do anything." Zhang Yuan's expression was calm, and he said lightly: "But my wife will not watch you do anything reckless."

Futu Xuan seemed to realize something and turned to look at Qing Yanjing who was refining the endless light body.

I saw a formation pattern appear under his body at some point, and it penetrated deep into the void through the endless light body.

Wherever there is light, there are array patterns distributed, thus connecting with the Buddha world and the clan protection array.

"My wife is also from the ancient Futu clan. She is also a great master of immortal formations. She knows more about formations than you do. My wife has nine divine veins, and her bloodline level is even higher than yours."

"What can you use to compete with her?"

Zhang Yuan's voice was filled with sarcasm.

He is not the one who is only busy with his work while fighting at the same time.

Compared to returning to the ancient Buddhist clan, Qing Yanjing would rather be his empress.

"good very good!"

Futu Xuan was so angry that his hair stood on end and his silver hair was flying.

"Emperor Yuantian, don't think that without the clan protection formation, I can't do anything to you."

"Please give me a letter!"

Futu Xuan roared, and a piece of golden calligraphy flew out of the void and sank into his body.

Immediately afterwards, his aura surged, and in an instant it rose to the level of a mid-stage saint. His connection with heaven and earth deepened, and his Dharma images of heaven and earth became increasingly powerful.

"Suppression!"

Billions of spiritual lights burst out from Futu Xuan's body.

An extremely huge black and white halo appeared under his feet, filled with a sense of destruction.

At this moment, the great elder of the ancient Futu clan finally demonstrated his full strength.

The terrifying pressure filled the entire Buddha world. Countless spiritual supreme beings felt their whole bodies trembling, as if they were carrying mountains on their backs, and they were almost losing contact with the heaven and earth.

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

Zhang Yuan pinched his fingers and the two incarnations immediately re-entered his body.

It was like a certain seal was broken, and his strength reached a level infinitely close to that of a holy item.

The heaven and earth trembled, and the spirits of the true dragon and true phoenix emerged, swallowing the power of the void and rushing out.

Fu Tu Xuan waved his sleeves, and the black and white light wheel shot out, tearing through countless spaces as it spun.

"boom!"

The black and white light wheel collides with the dragon and phoenix spirits.

The power of the dragon and phoenix was clearly at a disadvantage, but as Zhang Yuan stretched out his hand again, the power of thunder and fire poured into the body of the dragon and phoenix respectively, and a terrifying aura rose.

A terrifying surge occurred, and endless waves spread. After spreading out a hundred feet, they would be swallowed up by the void and transmitted to the heaven and earth by the clan protection formation. This was the work of Qing Yanjing.

If the fight between these two people does not cause any ripples, I am afraid that the entire Buddhist world will be destroyed!

Of course, other Heavenly Supremes could also resist it if they took action.

"Eighth Ancestor Liuli Light!"

Zhang Yuan's nine divine veins reappeared, and infinite power emerged from his body, transforming into nine beams of light of different colors.

Space, devouring, darkness, thunder, fire, ice, life and death, primeval times, and supreme, nine kinds of power gathered together and brushed towards Futu Xuan.

Futu Xuan looked solemn as he controlled the black and white light wheels beneath him to transform into two giant dragons, which roared out.

"Boom!"

Within the space of a hundred miles confined by the clan protection formation, the destructive impact spread.

Under the impact of the nine-colored light beams, the black and white dragons continued to dissipate and disappear.

While devouring each other, they also gave birth to each other, and finally turned into a storm of destruction and exploded.

Even the clan protection formation was struggling to suppress the situation at this moment, throwing a huge purple mushroom cloud into the void.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Yuan said indifferently: "It seems you can't take me down."

Futu Xuan couldn't take him down, and after Qing Yanjing refined the Endless Light Body, he naturally wouldn't be able to stop them.

If Zhang Yuan couldn't be kept in the Buddhist world, it would be impossible to do so in the outside world.

Futu Xuan, who was temporarily promoted to the middle stage of the Saint Product, is not as good as Zhang Yuan, who is a Saint Product with infinite strength.

"You forced me to do this."

Futu Xuan did not make another move, as he could feel that Zhang Yuan still had a trump card.

He decided to use the last resort directly. If it succeeded, he would succeed. If it failed, he would expel Zhang Yuan.

"Please Zuta!"

A cold shout came from Futu Xuan's throat.

"What!?"

The expressions of everyone in the ancient Futu tribe changed drastically.

Qing Xuan and others who were originally watching without intervening became unhappy.

The ancestral tower is one of the most powerful trump cards of the ancient Futu clan.

It can be said that because of the existence of the ancestral tower, the ancient Futu clan was able to firmly establish itself as one of the five ancient clans.

Even the Supreme Saint would be extremely wary of an uncontrolled ancestral tower. This is a spiritual weapon that surpasses ordinary saints and peerless holy objects.

They didn't expect that Zhang Yuan would push Futu Xuan to the point of using the ancestral pagoda.

But think about the commotion he is making now, and the strength he is showing.

It seems that the ancestral tower is the only choice!

"boom!"

As the marks on Futu Xuan's hands continued to change, the entire Futu world began to tremble.

The clan protection formation was operating rapidly, and a hole was torn in the space above the endless sky, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split.

Along with an extremely ancient breath, a towering stone tower with no end in sight, emitting an ancient atmosphere, fell from the sky.

However, the ancestral tower that was previously visible to people disappeared like a dream bubble.

That is not the real body, but a clone. The real body has always been in the void.

These extremely ancient stone towers exuded an extremely terrifying oppression, which made the Dragon Phoenix Thunder Emperor Flame in Zhang Yuan's body seem to awaken, and the Dragon Phoenix True Spirit roared in fear.

Zhang Yuan also felt the spiritual power in his body circulating involuntarily, transforming into a piece of armor that wrapped around his body, like the instinctive defense of a wild animal when encountering danger.

"Emperor Yuantian, I'm giving you one last chance to change your choice."

Futu Xuan spoke slowly: "If you still insist on not changing your ways, I will have no choice but to suppress you in the ancestral tower for thousands of years and let you reflect on your mistakes facing the wall."

Zhang Yuan's eyes swept over the ancestral tower, and he suddenly wanted to get it.

If the eight ancestral talismans were engraved on the ancestral tower, they might be able to transform into true immortal artifacts.

However, the Heavenly Emperor's Sword is not bad either. It took the ancient Heavenly Emperor infinite resources and time to create the sword embryo, which is at the level of a peerless holy object.

Over the past ten years, he used the Thunder God Visualization Diagram to polish the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and incorporated the Eight Ancestral Talismans and the Embryo of the Planes into it.

The sword contains the sun, moon, stars, eight kinds of energies such as space, darkness, life and death, and the power of the Supreme Being.

"The Eighth Patriarch Glazed Pagoda is really missing the tower body."

"But forget about the Futu Zu Pagoda. The Mahamudra Pagoda of the Maha Ancient Clan is pretty good."

As his thoughts turned, Zhang Yuan's wrist holding the Emperor Sword suddenly moved.

"Futu Xuan, if the Futu Ancestral Tower is your last trump card, then you will be the one who will be suppressed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slashed out with a sword.

The Emperor's sword expanded in an instant and stabbed towards the ancestral tower.

This sword contains the sun, moon and stars and turns into the starry sky of the universe.

With this sword, billions of thunders appeared, like a punishment from beyond the sky.

With this sword, space crawled, the void wailed, and the world stagnated.

With this sword, the Emperor Flame appeared, all fires submitted, and heaven and earth knelt.

This sword was as dark as a hole, covering the sky and swallowing everything.

This sword froze everything, and all races became silent.

This sword is like returning to the ancient times

This is a sword that moves forward courageously. I love you. This is an omnipotent and endless sword.

This sword is the master of heaven and earth, and all things are subject to it.

"boom!"

When the sword touched the ancestral tower, a path opened up in the void.

One sword and one tower, sinking into the void, destroying and reborn, endless energy spreading.

"hiss!"

The people of the ancient Futu clan were completely unable to move and could only watch the Emperor Sword and the Ancestral Pagoda disappear into the void.

Only those who have reached the level of Heavenly Supreme can feel the terrifying impact erupting from the depths of the void.

"What other tricks do you have left to use? Keep going."

Zhang Yuan spoke to Futu Xuan.

Futu Xuan was silent, and the entire Futu clan was silent.

This was the first time in tens of thousands of years that the ancient Futu clan had been slapped in the face, and it was so loud.

A Heavenly Supreme of the late immortal level came alone to the ancient Futu clan, making it impossible for the Futu clan's great elder to suppress him even with the ancestral tower.

This kind of talent and combat power is extremely terrifying.

At this moment, many people from the ancient Futu tribe regretted it.

Originally, this strong man would be the best son-in-law for the Futu tribe.

The Heavenly Court will be the best external aid for the ancient Futu clan.

Perhaps with Zhang Yuan's help, the Futu ancient clan can return to being the first among the five ancient clans.

But now, all of this was destroyed by them, or rather, by Xuan Tiansheng's cleverness.

Xuan Tiansheng was more of a hindrance than a help, if he hadn't been "killed" by Zhang Yuan.

They all executed him with their own hands.

It is true that when one clan makes a mistake, the whole clan suffers.

"Zhang Yuan!"

Futu Xuan spoke in a somewhat dry voice: "I promise you are very strong and talented, and I am ashamed of myself."

"But my Futu clan is a great clan with thousands of years of history, and we have many cards in our possession that you can't imagine."

“The ancestral tower cannot take you down, but my clan still has a formation that can transform ten Heavenly Supremes.”

"If I use this trump card, will you still be able to resist?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yuan smiled easily: "You can give it a try."

Futu Xuan was silent: “.”

Zuta was restrained by Zhang Yuan's sword.

He really didn't dare to be careless anymore as he was wondering what other cards Emperor Yuantian had.

After a moment of silence, Futu Xuan said, "Release Xuan You and return Xuan Tiansheng's soul. Then I can let you take Qing Yanjing away."

"Otherwise, my clan will go to war with your Heavenly Court."

“Although you are strong alone, can your Heavenly Court withstand the wrath of my ancient Futu clan?”

At this point, Futu Xuan is still threatening.

Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled playfully.

Not to mention, there is Luoshen, a quasi-master in heaven who can destroy the ancient Futu clan alone.

Even he himself was not at all false.

"You can't even talk properly. All you know how to do is threaten people. It's ridiculous."

Zhang Yuan suddenly raised his hand and tapped lightly.

The next moment, the space was torn apart, and the thirty-six heavens appeared.

In front of the ancient Bodhi tree, within the Heavenly Tomb time, a being wearing green and gray robes woke up and took a step forward.

The next moment, two people appeared beside Zhang Yuan who looked and had the same aura as him, but were wearing different clothes.

"You said you wanted to start a war?"

Zhang Yuan raised his hand.

The next moment, his three figures split into two figures.

Nine figures stood in mid-air, their auras connected as one, all of them were in the late stage of immortal level.

Behind these nine figures, the image of the Thunder God tens of thousands of feet tall was condensed, and they displayed magical powers that could control the heavens and the earth.

"This emperor accepts the challenge."

Futu Xuan: “.”

All the people of the ancient Futu tribe: "."

He swallowed his saliva and was so frightened that he almost fainted.

What Zhang Yuan practiced was not One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones, but Transforming into Nine?

A Zhang Yuan could suppress Xuan You in a head-on fight and even fight Fu Tu Xuan who did not temporarily increase his strength.

Nine Zhang Yuans are equivalent to nine Futu Xuans, nine supreme saints at the peak of the early stage.

How can the ancient Futu tribe resist?

At this moment, even Futu Xuan had the urge to kill Xuan Tiansheng to vent his anger.

Such a monster could have been the perfect son-in-law for their ancient Futu clan.

But they were bound to become enemies.

Even the infinite body of light cannot be retained.

The ancestral tower will also suffer certain losses.

What do they want!?

"war!"

The nine Zhang Yuans spoke at the same time.

Futu Xuan, as the supreme being of heaven, was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat for the first time in thousands of years.

He secretly sent a message to Qing Xuan, asking him to help smooth things over, but the other party was "playing dead."

Futu Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Emperor Yuantian, I just said something in anger."

"You and Qing Yanjing of my clan are in love with each other. It's a match made in heaven. My clan is very happy."

"Pick an auspicious day, and my clan will prepare a generous dowry."

"Marry Qing Yanjing into the Heavenly Palace."

"Do you think it's okay?"