Inside the Divine Soul Battlefield.

The Styx Ancestor clasped his hands together, and a layer of golden and brilliant Buddha light rose, and bursts of Sanskrit Zen chanting shook the Quartet.

In the solemnity of the treasure phase, there is an unshakable firmness, a transcendent breath, with the supreme majesty of stagnant time and space, turning the moment into eternity, and the square inch into the Buddha land.

The light of the Buddha is shining, and the dragon is singing.

Gu Cheng stood on the opposite side, quite admiring the kaleidoscopic changes of the Styx Ancestor.

Although it has reached the realm of the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor, it is all one law and ten thousand laws, but there is still a difference between the immortals, Buddhas and demons.

For example, the Master of the Three Qing Sects is impossible to use the magical powers of Buddhism, and such as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, he does not disdain other spells.

The Styx Ancestor has taken care of all genres, because the immortals and demons who have ascended since ancient times in this world have been integrated into his body.

This world is composed of nine origins, although the origin of the Western magic system has become an angel legion under the influence of the way of fate, cultivating in the kingdom of God, and has not ascended to the Styx, but the ancestor of the Styx also has the major clones of the Dao Immortals, Gods, Demons and Buddhas, and can use the method in different identities without hindrance, and just like the Emei swordsmanship of the Changmei real person, it is all at the level of the Mixed Yuan Dao Realm.

The mixed element is at the bottom, and it is also a mixed element.

At this moment, Gu Cheng was also unambiguous, his five fingers were bluffing, and the aura of the Dao was circulating, converging into an axe that was as if it were nothing.

Pangu Axe!

Of course, this is not the real first artifact of the heavens, but the artifact phantom that Gu Cheng cultivated after refining nearly one percent of the divine power of the Pangu Axe, taking it as the core.

When it came to the realm of Dao Ancestor, the effect of the artifact was not as important as the return to the Yuan realm.

At that time, it was necessary to use the power of the origin in the artifact to impact the mixed element, once successful, the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor could also use the power of the origin in the body to conjure up the shadow of the artifact, this kind of phantom is naturally not stronger than the real body, but with the Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor, it is also immeasurable.

Like at this moment.

Facing the Buddha light of the Styx Ancestor, Tianlong chanted, Gu Cheng swung his axe and slashed down.

The Styx Ancestor only felt a flower in front of him, and the heavy axe blade had not yet arrived, and it was mighty, ignoring any defensive axe light, and it slashed directly into his divine soul.

His heart was empty, and an indescribably weird feeling appeared, but he was not hurt by anything, and slapped his palm at Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng's divine soul floated and retreated, but he saw that the Buddha's light completely lit up the entire divine soul battlefield, the light shone in all directions, and a Buddha who pointed to the sky and the earth rose one after another.

He didn't use what he had learned before, grabbed the Pangu axe, and slashed out again.

Swish!

The Styx Ancestor was still unaffected, and the vast golden light swept through, as if a portal had been opened, and the majestic and vast sacred mountain fell with a bang, and was held in the palm of the Buddha's hand.

No, not to grip, but to integrate.

The sacred mountain is immeasurably high, and it is invisible, and the giant palm of the Buddha has also become vajra to the strongest, and Sumeru is the greatest, and it is slapped down with one palm.

Gu Cheng knew that although the Styx Ancestor had agreed to the sparring partner, he would definitely do his best in every move, and he was eager to kill himself.

Even so, he still had no intention of changing his moves, and the Pangu axe slashed out for the third time.

The vast axe light cut out a trajectory, the ethereal ethereal without sword qi, and the domineering vertical and horizontal without the sword, in front of the Donkey Kong Sumeru palm, directly thrown into it, like a mud cow into the sea, disappeared.

But the Styx Ancestor's face changed drastically.

Because the light of the Buddha has dissipated.

The Buddha who pointed to the heavens and the earth disappeared as if it had never existed.

Donkey Kong Sumeru palm, self-defeating!

"This is the Pangu Axe, the divine power of the Way of Destiny?"

After a moment, feeling the power of the Venerable Buddha Gate return to his body, the Styx Ancestor asked with palpitations.

What he did was equivalent to directly erasing the trajectory of his fate of absorbing the Venerable Buddha, without that past, naturally there would be no current Buddhism.

From this point of view, when the real Pangu axe comes, wouldn't it be able to pull him back to the starting point of his birth, Ah Bi Yuan Tu Hongfei will not have any unlearned, confused, ignorant and killed?

Fortunately, the true first artifact of the heavens is in the hands of the great enemy.

At this moment, the Styx Ancestor had a sense of schadenfreude.

"Three axes are too many!"

Gu Cheng shook his head, he was indeed dissatisfied.

for he used three axes.

Cheng Biting Jin has a three-plate axe, which can be surprisingly successful, but once the enemy blocks it, it is difficult to continue.

In the same way, if he refines the divine power of the Pangu Axe and imitates the divine power of the Pangu Axe, he naturally cannot achieve the prestige of the ontology, but what he pursues is not this kind of fancy move.

The Styx Ancestor is the weakest Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestor, he still needs three axes to temporarily cut off one of the other party's fate trajectories, and against other Mixed Yuan Dao Ancestors, he must need more, and for the mastermind behind the scenes, it is directly impossible to accomplish.

That's pointless.

"Come again!"

But after thinking for a moment, Gu Cheng continued to hold the Pangu Axe and slashed out again.

"I don't think you can win!"

The Styx Ancestor continued to take the call, this time changing the path of the Demon Sect, the demonic aura was noisy, the blood flames were forested, and the words in his mouth were even more aggressive: "All your efforts are in the calculations of the great enemy, but they are in vain!"

This is not a lie.

The most difficult thing to deal with fate is that the other party can predict it, and everything you are doing now may have already fallen into calculation.

"The way of fate is by no means invincible!"

However, Gu Cheng's mentality has always been calm enough, and he smiled slightly: "Your existence is the best example!"

In Gu Cheng's view, everything has a limit.

The Pangu Axe and the Way of Destiny are no exception.

If the way of fate is really invincible, in the battle of Hongmeng to collect Xuanhuang, he was beheaded under the axe, and there are no twists and turns.

Therefore, the way of fate can sometimes see fate clearly, but there is no way to tamper with it as you like, often when the choices are harmful, the mastermind behind the scenes can only choose the lesser of two evils.

If so, why be afraid?

Fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with people, and have endless fun!

Fighting with fate is even more fun!

......

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In the East China Sea, Li Yingqiong boated on it, and its speed was extremely fast.

There was also an old man in green shirts standing on the boat, who was her father, Li Ning in Qilu Sanying.

After getting off Mount Emei, she and her father went all the way to Xiaoliuqiu, originally wanting to see the king of Yanping County and discuss major matters, but unfortunately the general had passed away a few years ago, and now his eldest son who had lost his personal virtue succeeded to the throne.

A generation of national heroes died of a sudden illness, not a day or a holiday, and there may be strange things, Li's father and daughter left a warning, did not want to entangle, and left adrift.

In the distance, the eight fierce and vicious national fortunes were already gathering forces, but if they wanted to attack, the sea route was the only way, so the Li father and daughter did not return, and were still looking for help at sea.

On this day, seeing the outline of an island in the distance, a giant tornado suddenly rose without warning, and a huge wave more than ten feet high was set off, and the original sparkling calm sea instantly became turbulent.

Li Yingqiong's eyes lit up, not surprised:

"This is not a normal tsunami, there are spirits haunting us, let's go!"

(PS: This volume is very distressing.,It's been avoided a lot.,Originally, the rhythm wasn't like this.,It's just to reduce the risk.,But some of the restoration plots still don't work.,All the manuscripts involved in the bend are scrapped.,The update time may be a little unstable later.,I'm sorry to everyone.。 ）