The Nine Lotus Sect Huali Monk threw the brilliant incense burner into the air, and the ashes of the burned incense were instantly absorbed from his hands. The heavy fist of the Heart Soul Daoist was about to hit his back, and the Nine Lotus Sect monk twisted his entire body in an incredible posture, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the aggressive fists, the purple qi on the two hands of the Heart Soul Daoist dissipated, and his divine sense weakened for a while, and he staggered downward, falling into the merlin, and disappeared for the time being.

The Nine Lotus Sect cultivator turned his head and looked at the Heart Heng Daoist with a nervous expression. Xin Heng had been nervously observing the situation, especially noticing the vanishing incense ash on his hand. Now his mind is a little messy, and everyone present has never fought a real monk in his life. Xin Heng couldn't deduce what the Nine Lotus Sect monk wanted to do next, let alone know his methods. Can't see through, can't see through at all, how to fight?

"The incense burner... Where did the incense burner go?" In mid-air, the Nine Lotus Sect monk slowly walked towards Xin Heng, and the Xin Heng Daoist gradually moved towards the back. For a moment, he thought of the incense burner that the other party had just thrown into the air, and it disappeared at this moment. His vigilance immediately rose sharply. Then, a scream came from my ears.

"Third Senior Brother!"

"Ah————h————h

A smell of burnt flesh reached Merlin. Before the soul Taoist who had just fallen under the plum tree could struggle to stand up, the palm-sized incense burner slammed into his chest out of nowhere. A strong and irresistible burning sensation came from the bottom of the furnace. The sternum, which had previously stabilized, cracked again. What's even more terrifying is that the high-level spiritual fire at the bottom of the furnace is not only burning his skin, but also feeling a strong obstruction to the blood circulation in a large area of his chest, as if the blood is also going to be evaporated by it! The intense pain is simply unbearable.

In the center of Merlin, wisps of miserable white spiritual smoke floated out.

The Xinheng Daoist immediately flew to the side of the spiritual smoke, and a fierce man stabbed down Yongmeilin. With a loud shout, a sword smashed towards the incense burner that was devouring the flesh and blood of the heart. But obviously, it could not be moved in the slightest. Under the blessing of the mana of the Nine Lotus Sect monks, the incense burner was extremely hard and heavy as Mount Tai, crushing the soul Taoist under the furnace and ruthlessly continuing to evaporate his blood.

It is already difficult for the soul Dao person to gather a trace of true qi from his body. Sweating profusely, all the breath instinctively concentrated above the chest cavity to resist the erosion of the true fire. However, he soon discovered that he could not do so. When the spiritual fire burns, it can even quickly absorb the spiritual energy he has gathered. The more qi you gather to resist, the faster your breath will fall, and the more powerful the true fire will be!

The expression on his face was already extremely painful. The Xinheng Daoist hurriedly stuffed several elixirs into his mouth. The star qi of the whole body skyrocketed, and the sword veins were urged to the extreme, and he slashed the incense burner with the spirit sword. But he soon understood that it was not right. Angrily throwing the spirit sword aside, the voice of the Heart Heng Daoist had become hoarse and weak. The smell of burnt and blood was getting thicker and thicker, and there was a lot of white smoke. The person of the Heart Heng Dao gasped, and there was no way to do it, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a weak roar!

"Ah!! senior, stop, spare his life!"

There was not the slightest response from the sky over Merlin. At this moment, a familiar golden light appeared behind the two again.

"Buzz ......"

Master Mingzhen's Zen staff slammed into the smoke-filled incense burner, making a sound, and Xin Heng listened carefully, this impact sound sounded like one of the legendary six-character mantras of the Great Ming Mantra.

Miraculously, as soon as the humming sound passed, the fire in the furnace seemed to subside a lot. The Soul Daoist violently spat out a mouthful of blood and gasped for air.

Master Ming Zhen, who was sweating profusely, paused, and with great determination, he waved the big Zen staff shrouded in golden light and smashed it at the incense burner again.

"Ah————h

As soon as the loud sound passed, the aftersound was like the sound of thousands of saints chanting pious scriptures, and the Buddhist music was played, ** and holy.

"Huh!"

Squeezing the energy of his whole body to the extreme, Master Ming Zhen's Zen staff swung out for the third time. The third crash sound was even more bizarre. However, as soon as the sound passed, the first two echoes sounded again in an instant. The three echoes seemed to have turned into a substance, reverberating incessantly between the purple and red Yongmeilin.

This is... The fundamental mantra of Buddhism, the true meaning of the Western Pole!

The three sacred sounds, which represent the root mantras of Buddhism, block the entire mountain top like a tidal wave, and begin to chant and play endlessly. Slow, **, contains the power of impeccable music, supreme wisdom, supreme bliss, supreme avenue.

"Ahh It flew above Yong Meilin again and fell into the hands of the Nine Lotus Sect cultivator with a slightly surprised face. A slight touch of his finger revealed a tiny crack in it. The corners of the Nine Lotus Sect monk's mouth hooked up a sneer.

"Esoteric Fundamental Mantra Great Sound Technique, what a monk!

He slowly lowered his height, and a dark shadow hung over the three people under the Yongmei Forest.

As soon as his figure landed, the Great Sound Technique that reverberated in the Yongmei Forest immediately doubled in weakness. The Nine Lotus Sect cultivator's hands clapped lightly, and a ray of white light overflowed from his hand and spread to the plum forest. The three root tones of the Root Mantra disappeared one by one, and as the last hum left, Master Ming Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood in pain, and the golden light on his body became dim, and he struggled to maintain his body with a Zen staff.

The Nine Lotus Sect monk also came to several people with an iron mask. Xin Heng hurriedly helped the Soul Daoist up, protected him behind him, and stared at the power of transformation in front of him with great anger.

"Elder Iron Mask. You are a member of the Nine Lotus Sect, an iron-masked Taishang elder who is a generation older than Qing Yu. Gu Tian!"

Master Mingzhen recognized the identity of the person in front of him, stood under a plum tree, and said with difficulty.

"Monk, aren't you leaving, why do you want to be buried with Tu Fengzong!"

"Senior Gu Tian, don't deceive people too much! Stop it in time, maybe there is still the possibility of ascending to immortal in the future!" Master Ming Zhen said through gritted teeth.

"If you want to be here, you will destroy it. However, don't think about hurting the Xuan Neng Immortal Master!" Xin Heng Dao looked at the third senior brother who was so weak that he was weak, and made the biggest concession with difficulty.

"I just don't want the array eyes here, but I also want to take the head of the old thief of Xuanneng! As for what the monk said, he had the opportunity to ascend to immortals. How can you juniors educate the old man? How many people have been able to truly ascend to immortality in the past 100 years? I know that there is nothing I can do, so the old man has already seen through everything, and I am willing to kill the old thief of Xuanneng for the sake of the Great Dao! On the contrary, you, a monk, have six impure roots, and you are bound by the matter of ascending to immortal, and you have worries after all. On the contrary, there is no old man who can see it thoroughly!"

The departed monk under the iron mask, righteous words, said something that Master Mingzhen said was a little unanswerable. The incense burner in his hand once again appeared in a brilliant streamer. He looked at the three remnants of the defeated army in front of him, and slowly spoke, "Don't think that I don't know that the old thief of Xuanneng is hiding in the heavenly cave. The old man finally advises you, leave now. If you want to see the old man's power to move mountains for a while, or if you want to see me kill Xuan Neng, just stay!

"Senior Gu Tian, wait a minute. Xin Heng suddenly stepped forward and said, "It is reasonable for me and my senior brother to protect the elders of the sect who are in retreat. No matter what, we won't retreat! Since we are certain to die, why don't we tell us, what kind of grudge did the Xuan Neng Immortal Master have with you back then?

After that, he didn't even look at the iron mask, turned around and gave Master Mingzhen a look, and slowly transmitted the voice, "Master, you have done your duty, leave quickly!"

Ming Zhen turned his head away, didn't look at Xinheng, but instead focused his gaze on Gu Tian's body.

"I said that Xuan Neng didn't have any personal grudge against me because he violated the Heavenly Dao! Today is the best opportunity in three hundred years, and he must die!" Gu Tian Dao's voice said slowly.

"I don't believe it. With the cultivation of an immortal master three hundred years ago, he could violate the Dao of Heaven?

Gu Tian suddenly turned his head and took two steps to the other side, not planning to talk nonsense with them again, "You still have ten breaths of time, it's still too late to leave quickly." ”

"If so... If the seniors didn't dare to say what happened to the immortal master back then... Who knows, it's not you... You have done something that hurts the heavens and reason, and today you came to destroy the mouth of the Xuan Neng Immortal Master?"

The words spoken with difficulty by the Heart Soul Dao made Gu Tian's footsteps pause for a moment. He slowly turned his head, and the corners of his mouth under the iron mask raised an exaggerated amplitude, "Heh... It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! Such a demon, his disciples will certainly defend him. ”

With that, he turned around again.

Xinheng subconsciously glanced at his feet. Why did the words of the ancient heavenly Taoist sound like there was another hidden secret, not a personal grudge? What did Xuan Neng do three hundred years ago?

"The donor... Stay!" Master Mingzhen's hoarse voice roared. The Ancient Heavenly Daoist paused, but did not stop in the end. "Five breaths. ”

Xin Heng raised his head, his gaze and Master Mingzhen inadvertently together. He nodded slowly but firmly, turned his head, and raised his spirit sword, the star qi entered the blood, and the aura skyrocketed to an unprecedented realm, rushing towards the back of the ancient heavenly daoist.

Master Ming Zhen gathered the golden light again, and the technique of mind was urged to the extreme, constantly reciting the ancient scriptures of the West Pole Sect silently in his heart, the rosary regained its original light, and he stepped out with an arrow step, and rushed to a few meters in front of the ancient heavenly Daoist in an instant.

Gu Tiandao frowned, slowly rubbed his hands, and teleported to the plum tree behind him in an instant. As soon as he raised his hand, all the incense ashes in the incense burner flew out, and flew away towards the heart balance that had been in the air and Ming Zhen, who was wielding the Zen staff. He slapped the plum tree hard, and all the plum blossoms on the Yongmei tree in the surrounding area were shaken off by him. In an instant, like a goddess scattering flowers, the purple-red petals flew down one after another, just like the snow flying under the autumn sky, and the falling flowers were colorful, but it gave him a lot of cover, and Xin Heng and Ming Zhen immediately lost his vision.

"Samadhi, it's really hot!"

The incense ash mixed with the plum petals in the air suddenly burned with a raging spiritual light under the sound of the ancient heavenly daoist, and it was brilliant, like a rainbow falling to the ground, turning into various spiritual waves and attacking the two of them almost without dead ends. But it didn't ignite the plum petals.

The two people, whose vision was already somewhat obscured by plum blossoms, were even more hurried at the moment. Especially Xin Heng, the blow that he had just thrown into the air consumed his huge strength. Looking at the dense spiritual waves, colorful, flying towards him, he could only wave his sword indiscriminately. Soon, a sharp burning sensation came from all over the body. Most of the robes were scorched in an instant.

Master Mingzhen wasn't much better. Swinging the staff luck, it was difficult to resist. Especially on his hairless head, several blood pits were smashed out by the blazing spiritual fire, which was miserable.

Jianyuan, who was still hiding behind the small bamboo house, was about to jump out, and with all his eyesight, he saw a roaring spiritual fire in the middle of the plum forest in the middle of the plum blossom gap. When he saw the abbot Shi Bo waving his Zen staff with blood on his face, he couldn't help but cry out, and his whole body felt a wave of hopeless powerlessness.

"-Die!"

A rough and hoarse voice resounded through the sky through the falling plum petals.

The Heart Yang Dao people who had disappeared for a long time reappeared, and the place where they appeared was behind the Gu Tian Dao people who were temporarily covered by the plum petals. The purple fire in the eyes of the Xinyang Dao people burned, and the spirit sword in his hand had turned into a purple light, and the hand holding the sword trembled violently, turning all the plum petals that enveloped the ancient Heavenly Dao people into ashes and disappearing in mid-air.

The foreplay of the Seven Shadows Sword Technique had already been prepared by him in secret. What he prepared for the Ancient Heavenly Dao people was the final twenty-first sword style. This is the last move of the Seven Immortal Sword Styles inherited by the Tu Feng Sect, and it has very high requirements for cultivation and Star Palace cultivation.

To be honest, Xinyang Daoren's proficiency in the last form is not very high, after all, he has not been in the Yuan Infant Stage for a long time. However, Xinyang decided to use this last sword to deal a fatal blow to the Gu Tiandao people, and exert his ability to the limit! Whether he succeeds or not, then he can only resign himself to fate.

The purple qi conceived before rushed out of the body, but this second seemed to have passed infinitely. The Heart Heng Dao people saw it, Master Ming Zhen also saw it, and the seriously injured Heart Soul Dao people in the back also saw it, and the Xinyang Dao people poured everything into the final sword!

His mind tensed. The most powerful thing about the Seven Shadows Sword Technique is that it can pierce the opponent's divine consciousness with a single sword. And the essence of the last sword lies in the induction of one's own divine consciousness and the natal sword. Unreservedly pinning his divine sense on the Natal Sword to achieve the strongest effect!

Under the withered plum tree in an instant, the Gu Tiandao people who were still bowing their heads didn't seem to react. In the rear, the whole body was shrouded in extremely powerful star energy, and the picture of the Xinyang Daoist jumping up, and the purple light in his hand pointing directly at his back will be permanently fixed in the autumn of the fourteenth year of Tianbao, becoming the most heroic scene of the battle of annihilation.

In this second, endless brilliance erupted in the iron mask, and the incense ash that had been absorbed into the body by the ancient Heavenly Dao people before burst out with all its power in an instant, and in the monk's small body, the blood of the whole body was like a storm blowing, just like the sea setting off a monstrous wave, and the incomparable colorful streamers burst out from all over his body. Starlight erupted from his eyes under the iron mask, transforming the cultivator's most powerful Dao Realm into a swift formation in just half a second that a few people couldn't imagine!

"Xuanneng Lao'er, shrinking turtle, shameless man, you have to die today!"

The last sword, which condensed all the efforts of the Xinyang Dao people, took the unyielding soul in his divine consciousness and slammed into the punch that the Gu Tian Dao people slammed out. As soon as the sword made contact with the fist, the Xinyang Daoist immediately felt that it was dark in front of him, and a vast and majestic picture seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

——— thousands of miles of the Milky Way, the starry sky is magnificent. The stars are shining brightly, and the fairy music is lingering......

The mask on the other party's face also seemed to fall off, and it quickly flew towards the face of the Xinyang Dao person. He wanted to try his best to get rid of the powerful control of the realm, but this was something that ordinary Yuanying Cultivators could resist. Coupled with the fact that he had recklessly placed his divine sense on the spirit sword before, he could only sink deeper. The feeling of insignificance in the galaxy was so real, a sharp pain came from his face, and he could no longer feel the existence of the spirit sword in his hand.

The Dao Spiritual Diagram that had been conceived in the Dan Chamber since the Dan Formation Period, after entering the Transformation Period, merged into the Divine Consciousness and Star Palace, and its vastness almost seemed to open up a world again in the monk's body. The Dao Realm is the most powerful Dao method for the Cultivators, and it is able to firmly control the opponent within their majestic Dao Realm. Within the realm, Gu Tian is the absolute god king!

Xin Heng, who was struggling to resist the colorful spirit waves, let out a long sigh. They still failed completely. Just now, the Xinyang Dao people had almost created the best opportunity, trying to suppress Gu Tian before the realm was formed. But... He suddenly thought of the incense burner at the beginning, and when he had just fought it, he seemed to have taken something out of the incense burner......

Incense Ash! It is Incense Ash! Xin Heng Dao people were shocked, the ancient Heavenly Dao people had already quietly used the mysterious incense ash in their bodies to gather the power that could burst out of the realm in an instant, so ......

"Senior brother, ......"

The spirit sword, which had almost never left his body since the Xinyang Daoist came out of the school, lost its brilliance at this moment, and flew straight to the bottom of the cliff, fell into the clouds of seventy-nine miles, and fell quickly......

The incense burner appeared in the hands of the Gu Tian Dao people again, and smashed it fiercely towards the Xinyang Dao Dantian, which was still stopped in mid-air and had not come out of the realm at all. There was no scream, he was sent in another direction, rested on the edge of the cliff, but still fell to the top of the mountain like a dead bird.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, Senior Brother——"

Xinheng can't remember the last time he was almost in tears. He looked at the spotless Gu Tiandao man and slowly stroked the incense burner in his hand. Looking at the Ming Zhen mage on the side, his head was bleeding and he swung out one blow after another. Looking, the Xinyang Dao people fell into the abyss of seventy-nine miles without any resistance......

"Immortal Master, Immortal Master, come out! Xinyang is gone...... he heard his weak voice, and finally cut off all the spiritual waves formed by the incense ashes, he was also covered in blood, and weakly stuck the sword in his hand on the ground, bowing his head.

"It seems that the old thief of Xuanneng is determined to be a turtle with a shrunken head. Do you have any last words? Originally, you didn't have to die here......"

Gu Tiandao touched the mask on his face and walked towards Master Mingzhen, who was holding a Zen staff on the other side, and his head was bleeding.

At this time, both of them felt the power of the vast realm, and what appeared in Xinyang's eyes before also appeared in their eyes......

"Monk, when you reach my age, you will understand, don't meddle in things. But today, the old man will give you a profound lesson. ”

He slowly stopped in front of Master Mingzhen and stretched out his left hand, which was overflowing with colorful streamers.

Halfway up the mountainside of Guanmei Peak, the dantian was shattered, and the Xinyang Dao people who had lost all consciousness fell at great speed. And at this moment, a black qi that was extremely evil appeared under him, dragged it down, and then was quickly pulled back to the grass halfway up the mountain. The almost lifeless Xinyang Daoist was carried by the black qi and fell to the grass, but there was no reaction at all.

A vicissitudes of life hand was placed among others for a while, and behind this person, a gloomy sigh came, "Death is not dead yet, but the corpse qi of the Sprinkle family can already resonate with his divine sense, I am afraid that he has already stepped into the ghost gate with half a leg." ”

That person stood up from the side of the Xinyang Daoist, but after the last time he lifted the siege for An Lushan, he once again escaped into the mortal world, and he disappeared without a trace.

The man who spoke behind him was a terrifyingly thin old man. At first glance, there is no difference from the body in a coffin. And this old man, who almost no one has seen, last appeared in the Tu Feng Sect was three months ago, when he appeared as an official of the Western Regions Protectorate and almost succeeded in a sneak attack on An Lushan.

The Soul Corpse Sect of the Western Regions Evil Sect, the Great Elder of Keqing, is known as the way of refining death of the Great Corpse Demon of the Western Regions, and is a generation of death refining grandmasters who are perfect in refining corpse puppets. And this body, which is shaped like a dead corpse and carries it on crutches and on its back, is the real body of Iron Xingdong.

The Confused Daoist sighed, the weapon on his back was the same as his name. The Soul Slashing Spirit Spear, which was close to a person's height, overflowed with a trace of purple flame. He glanced upwards, but still couldn't feel the breath of the great battle. Turning around, he said to Tie Xingdong, "Elder Tie, we have to save my junior brother first. Even if the dantian is shattered and reduced to a mortal, you can't watch him die!"

"I can only... Tried it. Even if he survives, he may be a cripple among mortals. ”

Tie Xingdong walked to his side, and a black gas that exuded the rotten smell of the corpse slowly enveloped the unconscious Xinyang Dao people......

"My Buddha is compassionate, and everyone in the world can be transformed. Now it seems that some people can only be transformed if they die!"

"Gu Tian Bene, you have already killed that junior just now. What you do, you are willing to cut off your own future, and turn your renunciation into a bully of your juniors, which is really the indignation of people and gods! Hehe, although the disciples of Buddhism take the purity of their hearts as their cultivation goals, they also have a heart of grievances!

Mage Ming Zhen, whose face was covered in blood, rebuked angrily with a trembling voice.

It is true that he helped the Tu Feng Sect at the beginning, only because of the alliance of the sect's interests. But now... Seeing this mad demon-like detached monk, desperate to achieve his goal, ignoring the way of heaven and ignoring the law, he had no mercy or guilt for his heavy hand. He can't go against his heart and ignore it!

"The old man doesn't seek to attain degrees, and he doesn't seek the way to ascend to immortals. As for the reason, what did he do back then... Oh, you don't have to know, and you don't have the right to know!"

"Thou art indiscriminately killing innocents! Thou art despised the way of heaven! Thou art disrespectful to the old! Thou hast gone mad! Thou hast become mad! Thou hast even disturbed the established number of heavenly fortunes. Not only for our sect world, but also for the troubled times that will come next. Donor, stop! The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore!"

"Jianyuan... Go back!"

has been hiding in the barrier left by the master behind the bamboo house, and Jianyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't watch the Ancient Heavenly Daoist kill his master in front of him, he couldn't just watch it like that! A force without reason prompted him to walk out of the barrier and run wildly into Merlin.

Jianyuan, who was supposed to be immediately knocked to the ground by the unpredictable transformation of the aura here, only felt the cold. And this cold was melted away by the grief and indignation. He just rushed out like this, unaffected in the slightest, not even by the realm for a while. But I don't know exactly what I'm going to do.

"You think... Didn't the old man notice you? I originally hoped to use this old man to make an example of the monkeys, and a junior like you can get out of here... It seems that they are forcing me not to live!

The Gu Tiandao people were obviously enraged by Jianyuan's rushing words. In his heart, Xuan Neng is indeed a villain who should have died a long time ago. It's just that it's inconvenient for him to say why, and he also thinks that these people won't believe what he says at all.

No matter what today, I will take off the head of the old thief!

He grabbed Ming Zhen's neck and lifted him up with a little force, and Master Ming Zhen, whose feet were off the ground, was covered with blood, and he was still silently reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth between gasping for breath.

"Senior! This matter is an entanglement between my sect and you, don't hurt the innocent! Let him go, let you do it!"

Xin Heng leaned his sword on the ground, and his hoarse voice shouted with difficulty, but it was useless. "Get out, you're next!"

He is crazy, as a dignified senior, the ancient heavenly Dao people are already desperate!

"Let him go!" Jianyuan roared with red eyes.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Teacher, Uncle Abbot!"

Seeing the powerful hand of the Ancient Heavenly Daoist choking Master Ming Zhen's neck, the green tendons on the palm of his hand burst out, and he was slowly increasing his strength. And Master Mingzhen's face was already stained red with blood, and he couldn't tell if he could breathe.

"Let go... He's a teacher, a teacher!!"

"Uncle, Uncle, Uncle, Uncle......"

"Uncle, ....."

"Master and nephew, Ming, Zhen, Ming Zhen and nephew!"

"Haha...... Today... Tut-tut, it's a cool day, it's really autumn!"

At this time, in the air for dozens of miles around Guanmei Peak, the sky suddenly became extremely dark!

The huge black clouds, I don't know when they completely shrouded the top of the peak. The Ancient Heavenly Daoist suddenly felt a violent anxiety, and suddenly looked back, only to find that Jianyuan, who was standing in front of Merlin, had disappeared without a trace!

At the same time, a black qi surrounded the whole body of Master Ming Zhen, who was only gasping for breath with difficulty. It gradually spread to the arms of the ancient Heavenly Dao people. He hurriedly let go of his hand and jerked it hard before he pulled his hand out of the extremely thick black qi!

The Ancient Heavenly Daoist suddenly looked around, and a monstrous wave immediately set off in his heart!

The night, this is a complete black night! The terrifying dark clouds obscured all the sunlight and turned the top of Guanmei Peak into a long night shrouded in darkness! Even his vision was greatly hindered. Only, I can only see the distance less than ten meters ahead, and it is very, very dark!

He is one of the detached monks in Middle-earth, who is looking for a needle in the sea! The most powerful power is in his hands...... No, the realm of the starry river channel that he had just constructed actually dissipated before he didn't even notice it!

The Ancient Heavenly Daoist gasped sharply, jumped up suddenly, and rose above Merlin, it was still terrifying darkness, he only felt that his pupils were smeared with a layer of extreme darkness that could never be dissipated!

That little monk, that little monk! Who is he and what has he done!

In the darkness, there was no movement of anyone in my ears except for the violent sound of the wind. It seems that Gu Tian was suddenly in the dark prison of eternity, and he was alone at the moment!

Even if he immediately reacted that the root of these abnormalities was the little monk named Jianyuan, he couldn't understand how all this happened!

A high-ranking monk who has cultivated far beyond him... No, it may even be a scattered immortal, only a person of this level can bring him such a huge coercion in an instant. In the darkness, above the air, the Ancient Heavenly Dao people kept taking deep breaths. Even so, how could that peerless master appear here without warning! And completely, he didn't notice the slightest trace of him.

"Ancient heaven... A detached monk of your level, hehe, there are so many things you don't understand......"

Wait! Why is this gloomy voice that suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness so familiar?

He jerked his head, his thoughts, like memories, remembering what happened a hundred years ago...

Damn! Who is this man! I can't think of who he is! I can't think of who he really is! However, he is everywhere in the dark, admiring his ugliness, ready to strike at any moment!

This made the invincible Gu Tiandao people feel extremely irritable. You can only summon the body protection spirit array to protect yourself first. However, after the Ambilight Starlight Barrier came into contact with the darkness, it was also swallowed up in light. In the dark, it was still pitch black.

"No! Absolutely not! The old thief of Xuanneng will be exhausted, and he must die today! I will spare my life, and I will also cut off the head of the old monster! I must not let him collude with the demon of Xudu again, and continue to bring disaster to the world!"

At this moment, an extremely dazzling electric light flashed in the darkness!

What's inside... Master Ming Zhen, who was carried by the black qi to the other side of the cliff, was lying on the ground, his breath was weak, and when he saw the illuminated scene around the electric light, his eyes suddenly widened, and in disbelief, he kicked up from the ground. Lean against the plum tree behind you.

Xin Heng, Xin Soul, and Xin Ming, who were also shrouded in darkness below, and Iron Xingdong, all saw everything illuminated by the electric light at this moment!

The first scene, in a flash——— it was Jianyuan, floating in mid-air, spitting out a thin black gas from his mouth, but everyone knew that it was he who miraculously created such an endless night! The black gas in his mouth slowly blended with the darkness around him. The whole person was pale, his limbs were curled, and he seemed to have lost all consciousness.

Before Gu Tian could react and was about to slash it into the air, a second scene, in another thunderbolt, appeared!