Chapter Ninety-Nine: Burial of the Heavenly Spirit Coffin Wants to Burial the Heavens, Zixiao God Thunder Consumes the Origin [Seeking Reading]

"Give it back and don't give people a way to live!"

In the void, as soon as he saw the thick and big Zixiao Divine Thunder slashing towards him, the corners of Tianxuan Ancestor's mouth twitched slightly, and then he ran away without hesitation.

"Ahh

But he is fast, Zixiao Divine Thunder is faster!

Before he could break through the space and escape from the flood wilderness, the Zixiao Divine Thunder slashed directly at him.

Tianxuan Ancestor screamed in an instant, and his breath became weak.

He can't wait to give himself two big mouths now, make you cheap, and let you talk nonsense!

Don't you know what your own mouth and luck look like?

Now it's okay, it's really a few divine thunderbolts to hack you.

It's still Zixiao Divine Thunder!

Tianxuan Ancestor almost wanted to cry without tears!

"Fellow Daoist, help!"

Tianxuan Ancestor saw that the Mixed Kun Ancestor next to him didn't seem to be struggling, and instantly ran towards him.

"Tianxuan, you go to find the upside down, don't look for me!"

Seeing Tianxuan Ancestor running towards him, the Chaos Kun Ancestor instantly spread his wings and fled.

"Leave me alone!"

Hearing this, the upside-down ancestor quickly exerted his own avenue, and the surrounding time and space were reversed, and the figure disappeared with a swish.

It was as if the Heavenly Xuan Ancestor was even more terrifying than the Zixiao Divine Thunder above his head!

It's no wonder that they reacted violently, it's really that Tianxuan Ancestor is too mysterious.

The ancestor of the four seas was killed, the ancestor of Kunwu was killed, and the god of Ke went against the grain to open up the wilderness.

Then in the process of opening up a small world on the edge of the flood wilderness, there would have been no danger.

But every time they were with Tianxuan Ancestor, the Space Storm and the Nine Heavens Gang Wind would be more than they would encounter in one Yuan Guild.

Therefore, he was really afraid of being brought with Tianxuan Ancestor.

Just like in this situation right now, didn't you see that the Zixiao Divine Thunder above Tianxuan Ancestor's head was stronger than theirs?

Thundered!

The first batch of Zixiao Divine Thunder fell, and although all the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortals were hung up, no one fell.

Seeing this, the Eye of the Heavenly Dao in the Void flashed a trace of humanized displeasure.

The second batch of Zixiao Divine Thunder brewed and fell immediately.

Moreover, the scope of this batch of Zixiao Divine Thunder was not limited to the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortals, and even wrapped the creatures of the Flood Desolation.

"What's going on?"

"Is the Heavenly Dao going to destroy us?"

"No, my race is a sacrifice!"

Looking at the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, the desolate creatures instantly fell into boundless panic.

"Sister." Fu Xi was a little unbearable.

"Help!"

Nuwa took a deep breath and looked at the Four Spiritual Daos of the Open Heavens,

"Your duty is to protect the flood famine, maintain the stability of the flood famine, and the purpose of the divine court is unexpected, I hope you can help protect the health spirit."

Bai Hu and Meng Zhang nodded in agreement, while Suzaku and Choice were a little hesitant.

Boom~

At this moment, the figures of the Spirit Burial Daoist, the Taiyuan Virgin, the Doumu Yuanjun, as well as the Divine Rebellion, Rahu, and the Eastern Prince, appeared in the void.

"What's going on?" Looking at the Zixiao Divine Thunder that was chasing the Chaos Kun and the others, the Eastern Princes asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Nuwa shook her head.

And just as the Eastern Princes were about to ask something more, several more Zixiao Divine Thunders slashed towards them.

"Stop!" The face of the prince of the east changed, and the Jingyang bell was sacrificed and put on top of his head.

Then, with a wave of his hand, a large number of creatures were put into his sleeves.

"Close!"

Our Lady of Taiyuan and the Spiritual Burial Daoist instantly took out their Lingbao Kunlun Mirror and Burial Heavenly Coffin.

I saw that as soon as the Kunlun mirror shone on, it took away a large number of living beings.

And the Burial Heaven Coffin was even more powerful, although it did not take away the living beings, but it collected several Zixiao Divine Thunder.

"That's it?"

The Spirit Burial Daojun felt the movement coming from the burial coffin, and couldn't help but be a little surprised,

"The power of this Zixiao Divine Thunder seems to be a little weak!"

"It's not that the Zixiao Divine Thunder is weak, it's that your Burial Heavenly Coffin restrains this Zixiao Divine Thunder." A solemn voice sounded in the ears of the funeral.

"Daozun." The funeral's eyes narrowed.

"I'm entangled in important matters now, you and the prince of the East will drag them out for a while, and the deity will be able to take action immediately." Xuan Huang's voice was particularly solemn.

"Good!"

The Burial Daoist nodded, and then a hint of madness flashed when he looked at the huge eye in the sky.

"Burial coffin, burial coffin, can burial heaven?" The Spirit Burial Daojun muttered.

It seems to be an inquiry, and it seems to be a question!

Then, I saw him holding the coffin in one hand, and his figure soared into the sky, running towards that eye.

"Spiritual burial!"

Seeing the movements of the Spirit Burial Daojun, the face of the Taiyuan Holy Mother changed.

"Buried in the coffin, buried the living beings, buried the power, dare to ask today, can the heavens be buried!"

The voice of the elder of the Spirit Burial Dao Monarch sounded in the ears of every living being.

I saw that the Burial Heavenly Coffin galloped all the way with the Spirit Burial Dao Monarch, devouring one Zixiao Divine Thunder after another.

Then, purple thunder flashed on the pitch-black burial coffin, becoming incomparably huge, exuding a strong suction, trying to suck that eyeball in.

And at this moment, a dense purple sky divine thunder erupted, and the burial coffin seemed to be full, and there were even cracks on it.

Bang!

Several Purple Sky Divine Thunders went straight through the Burial Heaven Coffin and landed on the voice of the Spirit Burial Daoist.

The spirit burial fell from the void in an instant, and the innate Dao body became extremely thin.

The coffin of the burial sky was even more spinning, as if it was going to be broken in the next moment.

The face of the spirit burial changed, and he forcibly carried a purple thunder, and reached out to put it away

"Soul Burial Fellow!"

Our Lady of Taiyuan flashed to the funeral, her face a little worried,

"You're too reckless."

"No, although reckless, it confirms Benjun's suspicion." The Funeral Daoist grinned.

Seeing that the Spirit Burial Daoist had survived, the Eye of the Heavenly Dao was instantly enraged, and one after another Zixiao Divine Thunder fell, as if he was immortal with the Spirit Burial Daoist.

……

Somewhere in the void.

Qiankun looked at the scene outside, his face changed, Huo Ran got up,

"Are you crazy?"

And then the next step is to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, the discussion of the Tao has not ended, where do Daoyou want to go?" Hongjun opened his eyes and looked at Qiankun with a smile.

"Hongjun, Lao Dao doesn't want to say anything meaningless to you, and now you have seen this situation, do you really bear it?" Qiankun asked in a deep voice.

"Poor Dao knows." Hongjun smiled, "It's nothing more than some flood origins." ”

"Then you're not going to stop you?" Qiankun Old Ancestor Road,

"For the sake of the so-called spokesperson, you have become so unfamiliar!"

"This does not conflict with the way of the poor." Hongjun said with a smile.

"No conflict?" Qiankun sneered, "Hongjun, what is your Tao?" Guarding and edifying, right?

But now when you open your eyes, every Zixiao Divine Thunder is condensed from the origin of the Flood Desolation, and it is only the creatures of the Flood Desolation that are killed.

The extinction of weak creatures, what do you want? How do you do that edification? ”

"Creatures are not grateful, they should be punished!" Hongjun shook his head with a smile and said,

"Moreover, the unenlightened beings who are poorly educated, not these powerful and supernatural beings, they will not listen to the teachings of the poor!"