"I shouldn't have come."

Taiyi Zhenren said.

"But you're here anyway."

Yun Zhongzi's expression was inexplicable, and it was quite unfathomable.

"It's a fate you can't escape."

Yuding real people stood with their hands in their hands, and their long beards fluttered in the wind.

"I never believed in fate."

Taiyi Zhenren looked at the Tai Chi sigil in mid-air with a solemn expression.

Yun Zhongzi and Yuding are separated on both sides, and the three of them form a corner of each other.

Now, they have a plan, but they are still not sure.

How terrifying the power of the saint is, in this desolation, I am afraid that few people have experienced it.

"The time has come, and it is the time when yin and yang converge, and we must quickly induce the prohibition of the Tai Chi sigil."

Yunzhongzi runs Yuqing Xuangong, this method is created by the Yuan Shi Tianzun, and it is in the same vein as the sage rhyme.

Taiyi and Yuding concocted the same method, and the three of them ran the Xuangong together, made two fingers and made sword fingers, and pointed dozens of times towards the Taiji rune.

The black and white sigil hung in the air, slowly turning, and a faint light appeared.

"I'm afraid it will take all the effort to trigger this ban."

Taiyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly swept the dust.

Yu Ding performed his self-created Heaven Splitting Palm Skill and slammed out a palm.

Even so, the Tai Chi sigil still didn't react much.

Yun Zhongzi pondered for a moment, he shook his sleeves slightly, and there were seventy-seven forty-nine cyan swords galloping towards the Taiji rune, and then returned to his sleeves in turn.

There was a rare expression on Yuding's face, two points of doubt, three points of horror, and five points of anger.

Taiyi's face also changed, and he hurriedly protected his body.

However, the forty-nine flying swords were not stabbed together, but turned into a line and attacked in turn.

Seeing this, Taiyi and Yuding breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

At this time, the Tai Chi sigil changed abruptly.

The black and white halos spread out, like ink smearing white paper, changing the color of the heavens and the earth, and even the great sun in the sky was dim.

This halo seems to be gentle, but in fact, the way of the sage will naturally not only kill, one black and one white, one yin and one yang, and it is a place to get a glimpse of the mystery is to create, and it is dangerous to misunderstand the true meaning.

Taiyi swept the dust violently, and played a golden gossip map to protect him in front of him.

Yu Ding pointed at the sword with his sword, but the sword of the slashing immortal did not react, he did not hesitate, and quickly came behind Taiyi.

Yun Zhongzi's demeanor was calm, he took out the Taishang futon unhurriedly, and sat in place, the black and white halo shrouded him, but he couldn't get close to him three inches.

The situation of Taiyi and Yuding is not good, they are both characters who have been immersed in the Golden Immortal Realm for a long time, but now they are forced to shrink by the black and white halo, and the golden gossip is getting darker and darker.

"Two senior brothers, I'm going to stir up the futon rhyme."

Yun Zhongzi sat cross-legged, his heart to the sky, and he silently performed a Taoist method of the Taishang lineage, like peeling off the cocoon, and drawing out the saint human rhyme in the futon little by little.

The Dao rhyme of the Primordial Sage is externalized into a black and white halo, and the Taishang Sage is a chaotic Xuanhuang Qi.

The three colors intertwine and trade-off, finally striking a delicate balance.

The golden gossip in front of Taiyi was on the verge of disillusionment, and Yuding hurriedly grabbed his arm and dragged him to Yun Zhongzi's side.

"You and I are both among the descendants of the two sects, the generation of the twelve golden immortals, who boast of the authenticity of the Xuanmen on weekdays, and often self-conscious, but now I know that in the eyes of the saints, they are just ants."

Taiyi Zhenren's face was slightly pale, just now he was almost trapped by that wisp of Dao rhyme, and finally understood the power of the saint.

"Now the top priority is to break the ban of the master, the futon is not as precious as the sigil after all, and the inner rhyme is not endless."

Yuding Zhenren took out a few elixirs and gave them to Taiyi.

Yun Zhongzi looked up, but saw that the two kinds of rhymes collided and intertwined with each other, as if opening the world, there was a bit of a set of things, and the charm of the five elements was clear.

"It's a pity that Uncle Shi is not as impatient as Uncle Tongtian, otherwise the ban would have been broken."

Yuding Zhenren stroked his long beard and sighed lightly.

Hongjun Lao Zu taught three friends, Taishang Laojun set up the teachings, Yuan Shi Tianzun was in charge of teaching, and Tongtian Sect Master set up interceptions, although the teachings of the two religions originated from the same line, but they are very different.

The three saints also have different natures, the Taishang saint is the most gentle, the Yuan Shi Tianzun is the most rules, and the Tongtian Sect Master is a straightforward character.

Taishang Laojun's Taoist rhyme just coincides with his temperament, he is not sick or slow, and he does nothing.

"It doesn't matter, Uncle Shi's Dao Yun has already weakened the ban a lot, and this is the best time to break the ban."

Yun Zhongzi smiled indifferently, and then his heart moved, and he borrowed the Demon Sword in Yang Chan's hand thousands of miles away.

The three-foot green blade turned into a streamer, and the wind struck like lightning.

"Two senior brothers, please help me."

Yun Zhongzi slowly stretched out his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword, and Yuding and Taiyi each stretched out an arm and put it on his shoulder.

After all, there are eight or nine Xuangong body protectors, and there can always be fewer accidents, otherwise, Taiyi Zhenren is a more suitable candidate.

The three of them run the jade humility method together, and it can be seen that the three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are like the yuan.

Taiyi and Yuding are both in the realm of golden immortals, and they have both glimpsed a trace of the gap in the realm of Daluo.

Although Yun Zhongzi is now a scattered immortal cultivator, he has a deep foundation and has two mystical skills of Yuqing eight or nine, so he cannot be regarded as an ordinary scattered immortal.

The three of them work together, and the strength of the mana cannot be underestimated.

Yun Zhongzi turned the two majestic mana from outside into his own use, through the meridians around his body, constantly knocking along the way, walking more and more urgently, and finally emitted from the palm of his hand.

As soon as his body moved, his right foot lightly touched the ground, his body merged with the sword, turning into a cyan sword light, and he instantly crashed into the Tai Chi sigil.

Thundered.

It is like the ancient thunder god who sent down heavenly punishment, and it is like a saint who opened the heavens and the earth.

Between heaven and earth, all colors were frozen for a moment.

Yun Zhongzi revealed his body, and the demon sword turned into a streamer and flew away again.

"It's a big deal."

Taiyi's face was overjoyed, and he clapped his hands and smiled.

The Tai Chi siphon siphoned violently, sucking back all the black and white halos, and the Taishang futon also collected the remaining Xuanhuang Qi.

This small world, which was isolated by the formation, finally returned to its original appearance.

"Senior Brother Taiyi is profound, Senior Brother Yuding is knowledgeable, and Senior Brother is really impressed."

Yun Zhongzi took back the Taiji sigil and the Taishang futon, and then strode towards the two, smiling and praising them.

"Don't kill us, after this incident, Poor Dao is determined to retreat and cultivate for ten years, and when he touches the threshold of the realm of Da Luo and then goes out."

Taiyi Zhenren smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yuding Zhenren also had the same idea.

They all know that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, although there is a big tree behind them to protect them, but cultivating to be one point higher is one point, and it is always a layer of protection.

Yun Zhongzi nodded in agreement, he already had the intention to let his two friends spend more effort on cultivation.

The people of the sect all thought that with the saints above, the future catastrophe would not affect the two religions, but Yun Zhongzi knew best that the catastrophe of the gods was originally prepared for the two religions.

The wind and rain are coming, and the sea is crossing.