496 Everything is empty 2
Deep in the Void.
The two supreme saints of infinite true existence, led by Amber, the Wing of Truth, formed a golden palace form, slowly moving in the direction of the desolation.
On the other side, the Holy Palace Lord of the Star Pole Hall personally led the team, and the nine Saints were arranged behind them, wrapped in a huge white whale light cluster, and they were also approaching the flood wilderness.
Both sides of the Ten Thousand Void Palace and Kunwu City also appeared in the nearby void.
The golden light of the Holy Throne emitted by the saints of the Ten Thousand Void Palace gathered into a huge golden mountain. The ninefold light wheel behind the two supreme saints was clearly visible, high above.
And Kunwu City has the strongest hand.
The three supreme saints formed a triangular formation, condensed into a golden rotating triangle, carrying all the saints towards the desolation.
At this point, the four outer god forces were all angered by the flood wilderness, and under someone's secret tipping message, they joined forces to choose this opportunity.
At the weakest time of this flood famine, send troops together.
There are two infinite true existences, one in the Star Pole Palace, two in the Ten Thousand Void Palace, and three in Kunwu City.
There are a total of eight supreme saints, and with such a huge force, even if they sweep through one of the four extreme voids, they may succeed.
At this time, the flood was still in the midst of chaotic infighting.
Explain Buddhism to fight wildly, and the rest of the saints watch coldly.
Hongjun is high, no sorrow and no joy.
Nanzhan Buzhou.
Central asterism.
In space, one of the seven saints in the demon alliance, the Peng Demon King, flapped his wings and turned into golden light and shuttled rapidly in space.
He exploded with all his speed, and space continued to twist and jump around him.
With each jump, he consumes a golden feather.
Jumping and flying in space is no better than inside the planet.
His so-called speed of hundreds of thousands of miles in one shock is not worth mentioning in the entire environment of the universe.
Therefore, if you want to speed up your journey, you must use this way of consuming your origin cultivation.
Soon, the Peng Demon King continuously flew to the space position in the middle of the entire continent.
Except for the meteorite swarm moving slowly, there is only one waste star that has been exhausted of collected resources, spinning silently, bathed in the light of the stars in the distance.
"This is it. The Peng Demon King looked around and took a look at the surrounding situation.
The primordial spirit radiated, and he quickly determined that there were no anomalous factors.
"Let's get started. ”
The Peng Demon King came out with his right palm.
The palm of the palm lit up with golden light, and in that light, there were marks containing the breath of a saint, slowly rising and floating.
This is a cross-border formation that Wang Yiyang asked the three saints of the Heavenly Demon Sect to make outside in advance.
It's just a miniature formation, though.
But his purpose is just to make a loophole for the flood. Break its mixture.
Soon, the golden light seemed to merge into the surrounding air, leaving golden marks in the universe.
If it was the previous flood famine, he really didn't dare to do this, after all, it was a peaceful environment, and all kinds of fluctuations and radiation were stable.
Rashly releasing such an obvious mark is like a fire suddenly lit up in the darkness, which is extremely conspicuous.
But this is a different moment. Under the great war of Buddhism, it is like countless fireworks rising in the night.
It was enough to cover up this little fluctuation in his hands.
The Peng Demon King gently finished placing the seal, and then began to arrange the mark in the shape of a cross-border formation.
Only in this way can the outer saints locate this place, directly detect the loopholes, and tear apart the flood in an instant.
Just as the Peng Demon King was arranging to fiddle with the imprint.
A leisurely sigh spread out from the surrounding space.
The sigh seemed to be that of an old man.
Peng Demon King's body trembled, and he quickly looked back.
In the space behind him, I don't know when there was an old and peaceful old man in a Taoist robe.
The old man rode a green ox, holding a whisk in his hand, and behind him there was a golden light of the holy throne shining in all directions. It is the Taiqing Sage Moral Heavenly Venerable.
"It's no wonder that the heavens have been chaotic lately, and there are big murders everywhere. Daode Tianzun looked at the Peng Demon King, and at a glance recognized the purpose of the Saint Mark rising in his hand.
In general, cross-border formations don't need the mark of a saint at all.
Only in order to conceal the fluctuations of the aura, in case they find clues, will they use this level of formation imprint.
"Goldenwinged Roc, can you tell me wait, why are you doing this?"
In the other direction, the female saint Nuwa was dressed in a red dress, slowly emerging, with a sad face.
She had been secretly taking care of the Demon Cube, but she didn't expect that the Peng Demon King, one of the Seven Great Sages of the Demons, would actually do such a rebellious and desolate thing behind her back.
The Peng Demon King was blocked one after the other, and he was still surrounded by two saints, and he knew that he couldn't escape.
He simply didn't bother to pretend.
"Hehe, the flood is perverse, and the saints are high up and wantonly plundering the origin of other universes, which has already caused a lot of complaints.
Now that I, the Golden-winged Dapeng, am just following the general trend, and those who know the times are handsome, why should the two saints ask knowingly. ”
As soon as these words came out, both the Taiqing Saint and the Nuwa Saint did not move, and they were unhappy in their hearts.
The golden-winged Dapeng, an ant who had never even reached the quasi-saint, actually dared to speak wildly in front of the two saints.
Nuwa immediately looked at the Taiqing Sage.
"Senior brother, this subordinate is a demon, how about handing it over to my junior sister?"
"Yes. The Taiqing Sage also saw Nuwa's anger and knew that this golden-winged Dapeng was completely finished.
"Golden-winged Dapeng, do you have anything else to say?" Nuwa finally looked at the Peng Demon King.
The Peng Demon King burst out laughing.
"What if you stop me? everything is already doomed, and you will all be turned to ashes! What about the saints?"
As soon as the words fell, his whole body shone with golden light, and with a bang, he actually exploded directly.
With the cultivation of his Demon Saint Xuan Immortal Apex, he exploded in an instant, although it was extremely powerful enough to destroy the galaxy, it was still not enough to see in front of the saint.
But it's this explosion.
Nuwa and Taiqing's faces changed at the same time, and the two saints shot together and grabbed towards the center of the self-explosion.
But it was already too late.
"I am reasonable, Vientiane, Nine Songs, Mountains, Thousand Spirits. Everything that exists weaves its feathers into wings. ”
A sonorous female voice suddenly spread out of the golden light.
Swish!!!
In an instant, a huge black wing like a planet suddenly stretched out from the golden light.
"I am the wings of truth. ”
"Amber. ”
Swish!!!
The black wings covered the sky and the sun, expanding and expanding in an instant, turning into a black torrent ocean, and suddenly overturning the golden light of the two great saints.
The two saints were like golden boxes swaying and struggling in a sea of black feathers, crumbling and in danger.
In an instant, dozens of surrounding galaxies, hundreds of galaxies, and thousands of galaxies were all covered and engulfed by the terrifying expansion of the Black Wing.
The infinite black feather seemed to have no bounds, and it frantically expanded and expanded in all directions.
The source of the black feathers, Amber's long hair shawl, wearing a long black dress, indifferently and calmly watching her wings stretch naturally.
The "Holy !?" Nuwa and the Taiqing saints were shocked.
But there wasn't much to fear.
With Teacher Hongjun in charge, although a holy person is strong, he can't do anything about them.
But before they could come back to their senses, in the distant universe, at the same time, there were huge waves of holy positions spreading wildly.
One after another, the round light of the Ninefold Sacred Throne rose one after another, crossing the space and radiating all around.
The Most Holy Body is equivalent to half of a higher universe in itself.
If it was only one or two supreme saints, Hongjun could still rely on the geographical advantage to resist and repel it.
But at this time, the terrifying nine-fold round light, as if it didn't want money, spread wildly.
Feel such a terrifying and huge scene.
Nuwa and the Taiqing Sage finally changed their faces completely.
Star Pole Palace, Wanxu Palace, Kunwu City, the three major forces that have been repelled have all come, and they have brought stronger forces than before.
Finally, add an infinite true existential .....
"I am Hongjun, do you have any misunderstanding?"
At this time, a flood sound in the Zixiao Palace spread throughout the universe.
For the Holy of Beings who really set out, the Upper Universe is just a slightly larger pool.
Every move, words and deeds, even if they are restrained, will be easily seen by the opponent.
Therefore, Hongjun spoke at this time, and the situation was also urgent, and eight saints gathered, and the flood was in danger.
At this time, even if it is a loss of some dough, Hongjun can't take care of it.
All things have a heart for self-preservation, not to mention the universe.
"Hongjun Lao'er, you didn't say that last time you repelled us and others. "The saints of the Star Temple laughed.
"I've seen the flood desolation unpleasant for a long time, this time it's done once and for all!" said the Most Holy of the Ten Thousand Void Palace in a cold voice.
Kunwu City and Infinite True Existence didn't even bother to speak.
The eight holy beings are dispatched, and the flood is already certain to die.
What's more, they didn't come here to simply defeat the Holy Throne, but to completely devour this high-level universe.
At this time, beyond the desolation, in the void.
Wang Yiyang watched quietly.
The army of four saints, like four shuttles, pierced deeply into the outer membrane of the desolate universe.
The golden light of the holy thrones on both sides continued to shine and confront.
Apparently there is already a struggle within the house.
But as soon as the golden light, which represented the flood came into contact, it quickly collapsed. It's not a one-size-fits-all enemy at all.
"The result is doomed.... What's more, in order to plant the sham completely, I also left the double heart mirror in the flood wilderness, and when they found it, this is the evidence of the crime. ”
Wang Yiyang smiled and stared at this high-level universe that was about to collapse.
On the surface of the universe, the golden light representing Hongjun and the others is getting smaller and weaker.
It looks like they're running out of it.
But Wang Yiyang did not leave, but hid nearby with the three saints of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
He didn't plan to get a piece of the pie, because he was so divided that he had already fused most of the creatures in the Flood Wilderness into himself.
That is to say, at this time, except for a few saints who have mastered the rules, the rest are all from Wang Yiyang.
This time, before he could do it, he had already begun to quietly withdraw his spiritual energy.
In a short period of time, countless monks and demons retreated, or killed each other, and fell one after another.
It seems very weird, but compared to the collapse of the battle of the saints at this time, it is just a child.
Wang Yiyang took advantage of this time to use the cover of the virtual fish school to quietly recover his investment in the wilderness.
Otherwise, there is Hongjun staring, he has invested so much spiritual energy, but he may not be able to recover it all.
Moreover, in addition to recovering the investment, he was still waiting in case any of the saints escaped with serious injuries.
At that time, it will be the time when he will officially plunder and devour its person.
This battle is the opportunity for him Wang Yiyang to be promoted to the pinnacle of saints!
It's just a pity that the gap in strength between the two sides is too big. So much so that from the beginning to the end, all the saints of the Flood Desolation had no chance to escape.
The entire desolate universe, like a huge orange, slowly dried up, deflated, and shrunk in front of Wang Yiyang.
In the end, it was quickly torn into pieces of black flesh and blood, and was divided up by the four forces.
From beginning to end, there was no room for the Heavenly Demon Sect to interfere.
Wang Yiyang just watched the Quartet leave one after another.
With a fate cut off and a heart of change, he is not afraid of being recognized at all.
So far. The flood is a thing of the past in the blink of an eye.
Wang Yiyang looked at the original location of the flood wilderness in the void.
There was only a little black debris left there.
"Go. Wang Yiyang's heart moved.
Countless imaginary fish appeared out of thin air around them, flying towards the fragments overwhelmingly.
It is this that the virtual fish feeds on.
"It's over. Wang Yiyang didn't look any longer, turned around and flew towards the Heavenly Demon Sect universe.
The revenge has been avenged, his great wish has been fulfilled, and it is time to revive the teacher.
Accelerating the recovery of a high-ranking saint in the middle universe of the Heavenly Demon Realm was an impossible thing for him in the past.
But for Wang Yiyang, who is now incarnated and is a virtual fish of one race.
As long as the energy resources devoured from the flood are fed back to the Heavenly Demon Realm.
The recovery time will be greatly reduced.