The eyes of the red-robed old man looked at Zhong Tian quietly, and soon he shook his head and sighed: "Back then, you fought all over the world as an invincible opponent, and you were known to have the posture of preaching.

Zhong Tian's eyelids jumped, a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes, and he said calmly: "You weren't my opponent back then, and you are not now. ”

The red-robed old man smiled coldly and said, "Back then, you and I both had the posture of enlightenment, and I was defeated by you, but now I still have 80,000 years to live, what about you?

"Do you know why you can't defeat me? It's not that your talent is not as good as mine, it's not that your magic skills are not as good as mine, it's that you don't have an invincible heart. Zhong Tian smiled slightly, straightened his bent spine, and the wanton momentum spread, with him as the center, there was a terrible shock in the nine heavens and ten earths.

Like might, like a prison, one after another divine chains are empty, trying to crush this piece of heaven and earth.

The interweaving of Dao and Fa annihilated the void here, and a Dao sound that resounded through the universe made people tremble.

If you have the belief of invincibility in your heart, then you are invincible. The void within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was all shattered, and the stars turned into dust.

The red-robed old man's face changed wildly, and he could see that the other party had absolutely no strength to fight, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive, using his own life and his own body to compose the most swan song of life in one breath.

Inch by inch of the void shattered, and the void here was nothing but destruction.

The red-robed old man tried everything, throwing out all the talisman magic weapons one by one, at this moment, he just wanted to escape, escape here quickly.

The destructive power from behind him shook through his body in waves, and he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

When he came to the brink of destruction, the red-robed old man opened his mouth and spurted a large mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were terribly shaken, and his face turned pale.

He looked at the languishing soul and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this time the heavy blow actually cut his 50,000-year lifespan.

Secretly calmed down his inner breath, the red-robed old man looked at the time and space in front of him, sighed leisurely, and wanted to turn around.

Suddenly, a tingling pain came from the bottom of his heart, and a thick feeling of weakness came from his brain, and then spread throughout his body. He wanted to turn his head to see who was attacking him from behind, but it took him a lot of effort.

When he saw who it was, his eyes almost didn't pop out.

Zhong Tian glanced at him indifferently, and the divine weapon in his hand twisted slightly, and the red-robed old man was torn apart and turned into a pool of pus and blood.

Sighing slightly, Zhong Tian turned into a wisp of essence. Before it was far away, it turned into nothingness.

There was no longer a trace of Zhong Tian's breath in this heaven and earth.

The body just now was just a wisp of essence in the mouth, and now that the soul is flying, the spirit will naturally disperse.

......

Mighty, hundreds of Dao powerhouses shot at the same time, and the powerful divine consciousness radiated out, directly penetrating the silverless void here, turning hundreds of millions of miles into a cage of heaven and earth.

Lan Zi and several other Terran powerhouses had their faces changed in shock, they had already felt that the road ahead had been intercepted, and their faces stopped gloomily.

Someone carved the formation and wanted to cross the void. It's a pity that this void is too tightly sealed to pass through at all.

"Senior, you can hand me over!" Qing'er said softly.

"Kid, it's no longer a question of handing over you, it's likely that the Blue-Eyed Clan has rebelled. Lan Zi said leisurely. She has naturally seen a lot of knowledge at this age. Qing'er only sees the superficial things, but what she sees is the essence.

One hundred thousand sects in the heavens were born one after another, and it can be said that the power of the human race far surpassed that of the blue-eyed race. And if they dare to provoke, they have to explain the problem.

"Lan Zi, what do you mean?" asked an old sect leader.

"Hundreds of strong slashers, which power can be taken out? The human race is powerful, are they so short-sighted? Qing'er is innocent, but is the problem really that serious?" Lan Zi snorted coldly.

"Hand over the man, and I can spare you from dying. "Hundreds of Dao Slashers tore through time and space and appeared in front of everyone.

"Hmph, do you still want to occupy the moral high ground now? You blue-eyed clan have forgotten their ancestors so much, aren't you afraid that your ancestors will jump out?"

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the faces of the hundreds of monks who had slashed the path changed slightly, and their faces became unpleasant.

"Kill. "Now that the skin has been torn, then there is nothing more to say.

Hundreds of killing intents condensed together and turned into a thousand-zhang divine sword, which was indestructible and suppressed mightily.

Lan Zi's faces were solemn, they wanted to resist, but they didn't have Zhong Tian's strength, and the other party's fierce killing machine locked on a few people early.

Seeing the divine sword slashing at them, several people knew that they were like duckweed in the sea, and they couldn't find the other side at all.

"I think who's going to save you now?" a middle-aged man sneered.

As soon as his words fell, he heard a crackle, the sky shattered, and a huge Spring and Autumn Iron Pen crossed the sky, and at a point in the void, hundreds of millions of rays of light bloomed, ruthlessly shattering everything, making this ancient world lose its ephemeral syllables.

The clouds rolled up, and the spring and autumn iron pen then drew in the void, like a yin and yang dichotomy, dividing this piece of heaven and earth into two halves.

The long-term, broad mystery flows, and the vicissitudes of the years are engraved with the ancient and modern future, which are all reflected in this stroke.

"Uncle Dharma. Qing'er said excitedly.

Dressed in a simple Confucian costume, the handsome robe walked forward.

If there was any difference between him and the past, it was that the aura on his body began to become cold and ruthless, and there was no longer a trace of human touch.

Moved by the heart, the huge Spring and Autumn Iron Pen turned into a ray of light, becoming smaller and smaller on the way to the flight, and finally turned into an iron pen of about three feet.

After years of experience, the vestment has transformed to an incredible extent.

Those present were all at the level of the Dao Cutting Path, but they couldn't see the robes.

There are two forces intertwined in his body, and the wheels are bright and righteous. But when you look closely, you find a trace of decadence, and this complex temperament makes many people wary. In fact, they were wary of the vestments from the moment they appeared.

After all, this person is too good, and the killing intent of hundreds of people is condensed, and he can still break it. It's incredible.

"How about this matter be left at that?" said Fa Yi with a slight smile.

"Be your mother——。 A grumpy monk immediately scolded. But the next moment, as if he had seen something terrible, he popped and collapsed directly. Someone went up to check, only to find that the slayer had fallen.

"You——。 Someone said angrily.

The iron pen in the hand of the robe became smaller again, and the robe put it away casually. He said lightly: "If you don't leave, I have to ask you to leave." ”

"What a big breath. An old man was furious and stepped out.

The robes glanced up, and saw that he was a strong man who cut two, and he didn't say much, and the tip of the pen kept writing something in the sleeves of the robe.

"That's enough, it's an abyss to take a step forward. At some point, the robes admonished.

The old man's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but stop, his huge divine sense cautiously probing the void in front of him. It's a pity that there is nothing there.

He said disdainfully, "Are you scared of me?"

Trying to take a step, his heart pounded, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that there was nothing wrong.

When he tried to take a second step, he suddenly felt out of breath and his heart was under terrible pressure. He immediately regretted it, and he must not be able to do what he can.

That's what the gun shot the bird said.

Bang. His internal organs exploded directly, in one place, and soon caused a chain reaction.

A generation of strong men died so quietly.

The eyes of the people looking at the robes had changed from awe to horror.

"Since you haven't left, I can only give you a big gift. The Spring and Autumn Iron Pen in Jiang Dao's hand was taken out and a dead character was carved in the void.

If the pen is like a dragon, it will be done with a wave. The majestic mountains and rivers turned into a ghost town in the blink of an eye.

The endless breath of death erupted, detonating the yin qi in their bodies.

You must know that the cultivation of the Daoist monks, what they cultivate and absorb is the two qi of yin and yang.

Now the vestment has hooked the avenue of heaven and earth, holding life and death in the heart, which is a terrible inheritance.

Everyone has yin and yang. The vestment can inadvertently absorb one of them from the other person, turning the other into something deadly.

One by one, the slashers yelled and blew themselves up, but more monks chose to leave.

The magic robe waved his hand to tear the space, and said in a deep voice: "You go first, and I'll leave the rest to me." ”

"Take care. Lan Zi and the others said to each other.

"Uncle Shi, you must come back!" Qing'er said loudly.

The priest didn't look back, because the path he had drawn was actually filled by a middle-aged man with the power of the Great Dao, and the peace of the place was restored.

"Who are you?" asked the robe. Intuitively, he thinks that this person can have such a strong strength, which should be a long-inherited general force.

"The name and surname have long been unimportant, for me, they have long been submerged in history. The handsome middle-aged man shook his head with a smile, but when he saw the disappointed look on his face, he sighed and said, "If you don't know the name and surname of Lu Dao, I only know that Lu Dao is the Great Yan Emperor." ”

As soon as Emperor Great Yan heard these four words, his robes became solemn. Which one can become the emperor is a simple commodity?

Is it just that it is necessary to dispatch emperor-level people for this small matter? not because of how strong their mana is, but because their status is too high.

Fayi suddenly felt that the blue-eyed clan was going through a great change.