"What kind of power is this, how can it be so terrifying?"

"Even the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao has been killed, this is not the rhythm of the Zhou Mountain God to cut the Heavenly Dao!"

"Does he want to take the opportunity to transcend at this moment and become a Great Dao Saint?"

"This is a realm that even the Pangu Great God has never reached!"

"Look at it like this, Zhou Shan is going to prove the Tao with his strength!"

"It's going to change, what should I do in the future!"

......

There was a lot of discussion about the desolation, and they all fell into unprecedented panic, only to feel that the road ahead was confused and dark.

Especially the Taiqing sage, the Yuan Shi Tianzun, the Taoist and other people who are opposed to Zhou Shan.

Zhou Shan slashed Dao Ancestor Hongjun, and his power was beyond the scope of their cognition and understanding, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not continue to cut the heavens and ascend to achieve the supreme Dao Saint.

If this is the case, I am afraid that at that time, they will not even be as good as ants.

For a time, Taiqing Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun and others were all frightened and uneasy.

At this moment, they were even more frightened than ordinary desolate creatures, because they had already torn their faces with Zhou Shan and were Zhou Shan's sworn enemies.

And the umbrella behind them is Dao Ancestor Hongjun, but now, Hongjun, the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, has been cut off, and under the nest, there are eggs?

At this moment, an unprecedented war came to an end, and the entire desolate world returned to calm again.

But the hearts of the desolate spirits were so frightened and shocked that they were indescribable.

For a while, everyone held their breath and stared at Zhou Shan, the man who stood in the depths of endless chaos, with a radiant body like a mountain.

Next, his every move will touch the heart of the whole world, and everyone will watch it.

Luo Wei paused for a moment, Zhou Shan dusted off his body, and then took out the true spirit of the original god who lit the lamp from his sleeve robe.

"Burn the lamp, now, the god of this mountain has killed Hongjun, and no one can stop it, it's time to send you on the road!"

Zhou Shan's voice was flat, but unquestionable, as if the master of hell was announcing the death sentence.

"No, no, Lord Sanjin, please ...... you."

The old man who lit the lamp was terrified, begging for mercy again and again, and was extremely humble.

After witnessing Daozu Hongjun being killed, his attitude was different, like a pug.

Zhou Shan looked calm and merciless.

After the old man finished speaking, he closed his palms and exerted himself slightly.

With a burst of terrible screams, its primordial spirit was directly pinched to death by Zhou Shan, which also heralded the complete fall of the Burning Lamp Dao people.

Although it is in the period of the god calamity, the lamp is a saint, and the god list cannot carry his true spirit of the original god, so he cannot be on the list of gods, and then survive in another form.

In this way, the burning lamp fell, breaking the rumor that the saint was immortal and immortal, and he was also the first saint to fall.

Whoa......

Suddenly, the desolate world suddenly began to rain heavily.

The rain was unusual, it was scarlet, like blood.

There was actually a rain of blood between the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, on the ground, there were also blood lotuses growing out of the soil, competing to bloom.

The whole desolate world was shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness, oppressive, heavy and terrible.

Refining Hongmeng purple gas, preaching and sanctification, the heavens will descend visions, thousands of colors, and thousands of rays of light, to celebrate.

Similarly, when the Heavenly Dao Saint falls, the heavens will also rain blood from the sky, and the earth will gush with blood lotus, grieving for it, and the heavens and the earth will mourn together.

Seeing the fall of the burning lamp, Taiqing Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun and others were even more uneasy, and on the burning lamp, they seemed to see their own ending.

The vision lasted for a few moments before vanishing without a trace.

In the depths of endless chaos, just as Zhou Shan was about to return, suddenly, in front of his eyes, an old figure suddenly appeared.

The other party was wearing a purple robe, his silver-gray hair was tied by a simple Taoist hairpin, and his hands were behind his back, majestic and noble, supreme, and it was actually Dao Ancestor Hongjun.

"Look, what's that?"

The Styx Sect Master was the first to find out, and he couldn't help but exclaim immediately.

Following the guidance, for a while, Taiqing Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun and others all held their breath, and even their hearts stopped beating.

"It's a teacher, it's indeed a teacher's breath, it's undoubted!"

After a careful investigation, Taiqing Laozi replied with determination.

"Haha, a false alarm, how can the teacher die?"

"It's that I'm thinking too much, the teacher is the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, and he is in line with the Heavenly Dao, unless the Heavenly Dao is destroyed, otherwise, who can kill the teacher?"

"Since Dao Ancestor has reappeared, he must be full of confidence!

Different from the excitement of Taiqing Laozi, Yuan Shi Tianzun and others, Nuwa Niangniang's side was eyelid-jumping.

"Hmm, why is this old thing still alive? Didn't he be killed by his father?"

"The situation is a bit bad, although the aura is Dao Ancestor Hongjun's, it is unfathomable!"

"Third sister, how do I feel that it is not a person, but a flood of heavenly dao!"

......

Fuxi God, Nuwa Niangniang is vigilant.

At that moment, Nuwa Niangniang took a step forward and guarded Sun Wukong behind her.

Fu Xi sacrificed the Qiankun Ding, shrouded in the top of his head, and established a strong line of defense.

Seeing Hongjun who appeared suddenly, Zhou Shan's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched.

He was not too surprised, the saint placed the primordial spirit in the heavenly dao, immortal and immortal, unless the primordial god true spirit was cut from the heavenly dao.

But this step is so difficult that it is almost impossible to kill a saint.

Ordinary Heavenly Dao saints are still like this, let alone Hongjun, the spokesperson of Heavenly Dao.

With Fang Cai's blow, Zhou Shan just shattered the body of Dao Ancestor Hongjun, as for the Yuan Shen True Spirit, it had already fused with the Flood Desolate Heavenly Dao, and even Zhou Shan was helpless.

However, the Hongjun that appeared at this time was very different from before, he looked indifferent, emotionless, and regarded all beings as ants, high above, overlooking all living beings.

This is out of the human realm.

"Die!"

In the next moment, Dao Ancestor Hongjun lightly spit out a word in his mouth, and then suddenly thundered.

In the flash of light, he slapped his big palm towards Zhou Shan.

This big palm contains a complete set of three thousand laws, and even the mysterious and unpredictable rules of the Heavenly Dao, which encompasses everything, all-encompassing, and is indescribably wonderful.

"Not good!"

Zhou Shan's heart suddenly became alarmed, and a great sense of crisis appeared.

He quickly pulled away, but no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't escape the lock of the big handprint.

It is the great mudra of the sky, which seems to represent the desolate heavenly way, as long as you are in this world, you can't escape.

"Fight!"

Zhou Shan gritted his teeth fiercely, and the blue tendons on his forehead jumped violently.

Immediately, he went all out, urging the Savage Tribulation Finger, and all his power was poured into it, killing the past again.