The Great Sage saw the old cow trembling under his crotch, and flew out of the sky alone, directly meeting the leader of the undead legion, the Tongtian vine in his hand glowed, and the dead wood came to life and grew leaves.

The innate gourd opened, and the innate aura inside escaped out, forming a large area of mist.

More than 100,000 people of the undead army rushed into the mist, as if they were lost, trapped inside and unable to get out. When we look at it from the outside, those people are always circling inside.

The innate aura is like a formation, which is magical. And the innate spirit root will grow crazy after touching the ground, and it will not be long before it connects the heavens and the earth, growing countless leaves, each leaf turns into a clear air after falling, and the next second it turns into a human form, in just a dozen seconds, tens of thousands of people fall on the innate spirit root, all of them kill into the mist.

We watched as the innate spirit root continued to grow leaves, and we all gasped in our hearts. This old guy is really clever in his means, no wonder he dared to go to the immortal road with seventy-two disciples.

The people who were transformed by the innate aura killed into the mist, and the battle broke out immediately, all of them were great sage cultivators, relying on the mist to kill many people from the undead legion.

But it only lasted for a few minutes, and the leader of the undead legion let out a low roar, and the giant axe in his hand turned into a blood-colored scythe, which was filled with lifeless air, and fell directly from the sky, forcibly splitting the mist, and stepping out of it.

The blood-colored scythe directly swept like an innate spirit root, and for a while, the death qi rolled up a cloud of mist, and the death god of the bull head mask instantly became larger, like a small mountain, and rushed over with the scythe of death.

The old sage's figure was a little dim under the scythe, but at the moment he was about to touch it, a phantom appeared on his body, two in one life, two in three, and three old sages appeared at the same time, and each of them had exactly the same strength.

One of them stepped over the death qi and rushed towards the Death Scythe, and the other two struck at the same time, one holding a gourd and one holding a furnace, and pounced on the Grim Reaper at the same time.

Jian Lingxiao said beside him: It is the One Qi Transformation Three Qings, which is the superior mental method that he comprehended in the Tianzun Realm, and it is also the most domineering mental method in the Seven Realms.

The mental method of the Tianzun realm, whether it is the six-zhang golden body of Jianyuan, or the current one-qi three-clear, it is all a first-class mental method. It can be said that the ancient Tianzun, each of them has a mind against the sky. It's just that up to now, the ones that have been handed down are extremely rare, and their mental methods are very special.

It is also a half-step Tianzun, but the old sage survived by cutting the road, with the insight and courage of Tianzun, the shot is extremely atmospheric, not to mention that the two half-step Tianzun shot at the same time, the sickle in the hand of the god of death was shattered at once, and the bull head mask was blown up, revealing the skull under the helmet.

The clone of the old sage wanted to kill again, but the Grim Reaper, who had been blasted away by him, suddenly knelt on the ground, his hands raised high, as if praying.

As it prayed, a black mist appeared in the sky, directly entering his mouth and nose, and he who was originally just a skeleton suddenly became full and grew bloody flesh.

It was a gloomy Western man with two eyes in his eyes, one lifeless and the other full of life. The scythe in his hand glowed black, and the clone that Lao Tzu approached was immediately enveloped in black light.

The black scythe can wear away life, comparable to the six reincarnations of hell. Lao Tzu's clone was also glowing, but it was still instantly beaten into a clear breath, and he was almost sucked in by the sickle.

The Western man in the horn mask is not a god of death, just a messenger, but his prayers are like being blessed by the god of death, and the magic weapon in his hand becomes more powerful.

It can be said that on the way, as long as the magic weapons related to life and death are mysterious, and they have an absolute suppressive effect on living beings.

Lao Tzu was scattered with one doppelganger, and the other two clones rushed forward, and the innate spiritual root swirled, like a sharp sword, instantly piercing through the body of a Western man, winding like an iron chain.

At the same time, the gossip furnace opened, the mouth of the furnace glowed, and a scorching breath burst out, directly shining on the messenger of death.

One of the three great strange fires in the world, it can melt and destroy the body, but the death messenger was penetrated through the body, and the strange fire refined the body, still not affected in any way, his body was wrapped with the innate spiritual root, like a imprisoned demon, his mouth let out a low roar, bathed in the strange fire and walked into the air, the death sickle in his hand was raised, and he directly broke through the air and slashed at the two clones of the great sage.

One gasification and three clearings are equivalent to three half-step Tianzun, but after the death messenger receives the blessing of the god of death, it is completely suppressed, which is very terrifying.

The void shook as if it were about to collapse.

The powerful shot, there is no gorgeous action, it is enough to wipe out a planet in a snap of his fingers, and the death scythe is menacing, but the great sage is not at the mercy of others, the innate gourd is opened, and tens of thousands of golden lights are shot out from it, and when it appears, it turns into a golden armor god and kills the mist in the distance.

Sprinkle beans into soldiers.

Han Lian frowned slightly, and said with some surprise.

This is indeed a spell to scatter beans into soldiers, and the leaves on the vines can be regarded as grass and trees, all of which are ancient methods, and there are people in the world who can use them, which is a kind of blinding method.

But what Lao Tzu is showing now is not as simple as a trick to cover his eyes, and all the illusions are made of great sage cultivation, just like real people.

Of course, what he sprinkled was not beans, but Jindan.

The old sage's approach was still to keep the city, not to lose the base, when the Jindan army killed him, the death scythe had fallen on his head, and the gossip furnace flew up in the air to block it, but the moment it was touched, the dead qi trapped the gossip furnace and suppressed the furnace fire.

Seeing that the old sage was about to be beheaded, I couldn't help but pull out the small wooden axe, but at this moment, a dazzling light erupted from the gossip furnace, which directly shook the death qi away, blocking the death scythe in the air.

However, in just a few seconds, the Bagua furnace was covered with dense black cracks, and the entire furnace became dim and suppressed. And at this moment, a bright light appeared in the void, a holy angel appeared, and a bright sword qi fell into the sky, and a dark and bright light directly hit the gossip furnace.

Bang.

With a loud bang, the gossip furnace was torn apart on the spot, and the two breaths fell instantly, and the phantom turned by the old sage's clear qi exploded at once. However, the three clear qi did not disperse, but condensed the body in the sky above the city, but the old sage was already injured, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

The undead army is at war with the army of the old sage, and the angels who fall from the sky are completely unrestrained by the god of death, and they both kill the city, wanting to kill the old sage.

Han Lian grabbed the person who wanted to make a move and said: The breath on the Death Scythe is very unique, and other magic weapons may not be able to restrain it, waiting for the underworld to make a move.

I'm a little anxious, if the undead army moves into the city of refuge, they will grow stronger and stronger, and they will eventually become a threat. But what if the people of the underworld don't make a move?

Han Lian heard my question and couldn't answer it for a while, but a small world appeared behind her, and at the same time reached out and grabbed me.

Now I can't separate the two, only together can I fight against the half-step Tianzun.

But just when we were about to make a move, a book of life and death flew out of the city of the underworld, and the volley stopped the scythe of death, and at the same time, a black shadow volleyed into the air, and a giant hand was born inside, personally holding the book of life and death, and several rays of light flew out, approaching the scythe of death.

Hum.

A sneer came out of the mouth of the Western Messenger of Death, and the scythe still slashed towards the Book of Life and Death. If the immortal realm had not collapsed, the underworld would also be the institution in charge of life and death in the immortal realm, on par with the god of death in the western realm.

The two magic weapons are related to life and death, and under the collision, the evil ghosts wail and the demons dance wildly.

But the Death Scythe was clearly superior, and countless demons flew out of it, layered on top of each other, and countless were wrapped in the book of life and death.

The strong man in the Lechuan River never showed his face, and when he saw that the book of life and death was trapped, a cold voice came from inside and said: Eighteen layers of hell.

The short five words fell, and a black tower flew out of our city, it was Chen Hao who released the eighteen layers of hell, but he was caught by the strong man of the Lechuan River before he could volley, and the moment he started, the eighteen layers opened at the same time, and the evil ghosts in it wailed, and the yin wind covered the entire sky, and even covered the light of the Tianzun in the colorful day.

Just a face, the demon released by the Death Scythe was swallowed by the eighteenth layer of hell, the black tower was reversed, and it was directly suppressed by the undead army, and those undead soldiers who were difficult to kill were like tofu under the crushing of the eighteenth layer of hell, and the decaying ones were worn out.

The road is one foot high, the demon is one foot high, one thing descends one thing, and it is the same control of life and death, and it seems that the underworld is better.

However, it was the Hades King who shot on our side, and the other party came only a messenger of death, although he was holding the death scythe, but his strength was lacking.

Sheng Hui Angel alone couldn't bargain with the old sage, the old sage gasified the three clears, and the three half-step Tianzun shot at the same time, directly beheading him in the city.

The eighteenth layer of hell was suppressed, and he wanted to kill the divine messenger, but at this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in the void, and a big sword with a holy light flew across the sky, and it was pointed on the eighteenth layer of hell, and the moment it approached, the light on the big sword purified the fierce ghost qi on the eighteenth layer of hell.

The void takes the appearance of a kingdom, in which angels roam the void, the god-king sits on a holy throne, and the voice of the Tao from the west is heard, shocking the first generation.

But at this moment, the colorful sun of the void suddenly dimmed, the phantom of the Heavenly Venerable dissipated, and a huge eye covered the entire sky, looking down on the kingdom of God and all living beings.

It is like a king who dominates the fairy world, and has insight into everyone here.

The scary thing is which eye is blinking, is alive.

Everyone is creepy, afraid to mess around, and wants to escape from here.

My scalp was numb, and my hand trembling slightly, it was hard to imagine that there could be such a powerful creature in the world. Is it the Celestial Venerable in the Great Day?

While everyone was still speculating, the giant eye of the void slowly faded, and the light of the colorful sun shone down again, and the phantom of the Heavenly Venerable inside became more vivid, but just when the light was scattered, directly opposite the city where we were, the distant other side of the earth roared and rumbled, and more than a dozen cities sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Almost at the same time, the kingdom of God in the sky opened, and several teams of people came out of it, and they stepped into the air, and they were like divine soldiers descending from the sky, and they settled in the city one after another.

In the void, the powerhouse of the Lechuan River retracted the eighteenth layer of hell, and instead of taking it for himself, he threw it towards our city, and the nervous Chen Hao hurriedly reached out to catch it.

Seeing that the powerhouse of the Lechuan River returned to the eighteenth layer of hell, the empty demon bell on our city slowly blurred and was taken back.

If I didn't guess, it was the Demon Clan's Sacred Artifact Donghuang Bell.

Bai Wushuang walked behind me and Han Lian, he looked at the sky like us, and asked with some puzzlement: The Tianzun inside is still alive, what does it want to do?