Every saint is an invincible existence in the same generation, even if they can't become Dao Zun, no one can deny their talents, after all, to become a Dao Zun, you still need a strange chance in the underworld, maybe there are many saints, more powerful than the same level of Dao Zun, but they can't become Dao Zun after all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the world where Dao Zun disappeared, the sage was the pinnacle of cultivators, but it was such an existence, but there were a lot of people who fell into the hands of the hidden old man, which made people tremble, what a powerful force could make him do this.

I don't know if most of the people here, even those who ask themselves if they are a generation of Tianjiao, are silent, and they deeply understand how difficult it is to defeat the same powerful opponent.

"Damn!" said Zun Twelve slowly, without emotion.

"Stupid eclipse, your wooing reminded the old man of his former friends, it was a bloody time, and Dao Zun fell one after another. The old man said lightly, as if he was telling a past that had nothing to do with him.

"Damn!" Venerable Twelve had a feeling of being teased, the hidden old man who had the power to kill many saints was not at all what he could fight against now, even if he recovered his peak, it was hopeless.

He clearly distinguished those saint-level from those corpses and flesh and bones, most of them were eclipses, and those creatures other than eclipse were all betrayers of former monks, Zun XII made his own judgment and began to mobilize more power of the body.

It's just that I suddenly found that the connection with the body was forcibly severed, and the thoughts that stayed here became rootless duckweed.

He turned his head to look at the Celestial Bell above the Witch Palace, and under the urging of the Hidden Old Man, it was not the same as the power he could exert before.

"The same magic weapon, manipulated by different people, can show different powers. Venerable Twelve whispered, even if he couldn't connect with the body, he was still not anxious, secretly driving the secret method, and gradually gave birth to a sense of induction.

"The magic weapon is used to improve the combat power of the user, but the magic weapon itself does not have extremely strong power. The old man in the hidden world chuckled, and pointed at the Celestial Pole Clock, which was still trembling a moment ago, immediately stabilized, and the power of the sealing shock, which was even more powerful than Fang Cai, rushed through hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and reached the extreme distance in an instant.

A kind of great aura that a saint can possess, instantly spreads out, no matter near or far, almost all living beings in the entire starry sky bow in this direction, and pieces of brilliant strange power seep out from the void, undulating beside the hidden old man, and the rolling shouts and praises are like a tide.

The reclusive old man put away his smile, and put away these strange powers with a serious face, without revealing every trace.

"It's really boring, is it really that important what those ants expect from you? You look like a slave to them, it's hard to imagine that a saint can become a slave of the ants. "Some of the previous effects of the secret method failed, Zun XII was a little anxious in his heart, after the last eclipse, although he did not die, but he suffered a heavy blow, and it has not been completely repaired until now.

If he lost these thoughts here today, he would be hurt even more, and when he actually launched the Eclipse in the future, his chances of surviving would be greatly reduced.

"Abominable monks, why do they always pop up some strong and terrifying existence at critical moments, even if there is a catastrophe and our intervention, they can grow rapidly without danger, and eventually become the key to the war, so that the flame of the monk will continue to remain. "The Twelve were filled with anger in their hearts, and they had previously said that the monk's future was extremely dark, just to grind away their resistance.

The Monk who has lost his resistance will only get weaker and weaker, so that he can survive the Eclipse and have more time to find greater power.

His dream is to be free, just to live with the heavens, with the power of the sage, he still can't be satisfied, he deeply understands that he is just a pawn of heaven and earth, maybe one day he will be abandoned, and to really get rid of such a fate, is to really be on par with the heavens, or a little more ambitious, that is, to surpass heaven and earth.

Every time he thought of this dream, his heart fluttered, but thinking about the current situation, he had to worry, they are also saints, why some people can surpass others, just like the hidden old man in front of him.

"Could he ...... It can't be ......" Zun XII thought of a possibility, but immediately rejected it, the thought made him feel terrible just thinking about it.

"This is not a slave, this is the responsibility of the old man, it is the responsibility to have this power and expectation, the tool of ignorance, how can you understand the thoughts. It is true that monks pursue longevity and strength, but why we pursue these things is up to us monks to find the answer from generation to generation. With a wave of his arm, the strange power gathered in the palm of his hand flew up, divided into twelve, and surrounded the clouds.

Twelve clusters of light shone brightly, turning into twelve large seals, each of which carved a rune that was extremely simple, but contained this extremely complex special power.

Ning Fei was stunned, he had seen all these runes, and they were exactly the same as those in the disc.

Twelve runes representing different powers can give birth to twelve different secret techniques, each of which has a powerful power, Ning Fei has benefited a lot, and it is precisely by obtaining a part of it that he can live to this day.

An invisible force was continuously between the twelve Great Seals, and a huge Great Array burst into shape.

It was like opening the gate of heaven and earth, the hazy light sound vibrating, the clouds full of peace and temptation, suddenly became dim, and all the splendor became pretentious, like a pretense, which made people not only not interested in it, but also had a strong disgust.

"The Twelve Heavens Demon Destroying Array, it really exists, you didn't do it, you were secretly preparing this formation. Zun muttered to himself like ashes, as if he saw that this part of his thoughts was about to dissipate.

"Wrong, this is the Twelve Heavens Pure Eclipse Array. The old man in the hidden world had a cold face, "You can control some of the heavenly tribulations, even if the old man is right, it is very troublesome, how can I save others." can only quietly arrange the formation, but it is a pity that it took a little longer, so you slaughtered some monks, this is the old man's dereliction of duty, and he should use this flesh and blood to repay it in the future. ”

With that, he pointed to the big array, and the whole big array worked violently, returning to the bright red appearance that seemed to be about to drip blood.

"Are you a fool, you have the possibility of an almost infinite lifespan, but you want to help these ants......" Zun Twelveface's face became hideous.

The old man snorted coldly, and then pointed to the big array, and with a swirling hum, the big array was around the Zun Twelve, and deep resentment and hatred for the erosion erupted from every corner of the big array.

Zun Twelve was shocked, from the beginning of this big array to the present, he has completely lost the initiative, although he has tried to resist several times, but he has been firmly locked by the big array, and he has long lost that calm strength.

"The Twelve Heavens Pure Eclipse Array, I didn't expect the deity to be the first to try, the power is really good, it is really effective against us, the talent of you monks is really good. Zun Twelve simply gave up, but the annihilation technique that his body spontaneously performed was still running, constantly bumping and bumping with the large array, retreating all the way, and almost retracting into his body.

With a self-deprecating smile, Venerable Twelve simply stopped this spell and let the power of the Great Array continue to wear down his body.