The Tongtian Sect Master stepped outside the formation, and Yuan Shi Tianzun sat on the Nine Dragons Agarwood Wheel carried by the four Yellow Turban Warriors, and looked at the Tongtian Sect Master coldly.

The Tongtian Sect Master neither saluted nor spoke, but just stood.

"Kill my disciple in front of me, do you still take my brother in your eyes?"

The Tongtian Sect Master's clothes moved lightly, and he still didn't speak.

Yuan Shi Tianzun could no longer suppress the namelessness in his heart, and he roared in a deep voice: "Tongtian!"

The Tongtian Sect Master raised his head and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

One sentence asked Yuan Shi Tianzun, yes, what do you want me to do?

Restrain the doorman and let you kill him?

The sky was low, like the mood of two saints.

Low, depressing.

"Senior brother should be tomorrow's will?"

"I don't look at providence anymore. ”

Providence is not in him, so why should he look at Providence again.

"You are a Heavenly Dao Saint!"

"So what?"

It's not that he wants to rebel against the sky, but that the heavens want him to rebel.

If you go against me, you come to war, I come against you, and the will of heaven is on you, and I will no longer look at the sky.

Today's Tongtian is surprisingly calm, and he is no longer like the blushing and thick-necked Tongtian who was angry when he had a dispute with him in the past.

And he is nameless, unfair, obviously reasonable, but unreasonable.

Because he no longer has that condescending and domineering arrogance, not only his disciple has lost his arrogance, but he has also lost his arrogance.

The general of the defeated army is not brave enough to speak, a truth, the failure of the disciple is not the failure of the teacher, the failure of the disciple, and the failure of the great sect.

From the moment he shouted angrily, 'Tongtian, come out to me!' and he lost.

What does he want to say, and what can he say?

A lot of righteousness has become pale and meaningless under the sentence 'So what?'

Yuan Shi Tianzun was silent for a long time and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind. "Zero Long Literature Network

The Tongtian Sect Master nodded slightly, in fact, he could completely say, isn't this what you want?

But he still didn't say anything.

A lot of the time, he couldn't say anything hurtful, maybe his sword was too sharp.

"Then let's make a move, let Poor Dao see how much you have grown over the years?"

Yuan Shi Tianzun lit up three treasures and jade Ruyi, and made an appointment to fight through the sky.

The Tongtian Sect Master's eyebrows condensed, and the Qingping sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword in his left hand was still in his hand, and he did not take the lead.

Yuan Shi Tianzun patted down and sat down on the flying chair, the yellow turban wrestler lifted the agarwood chariot, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, the Yuan Shi Tianzun sat in the ten thousand lotus, the rui qi was all over the sky, and the sky was full of mist, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun made a move, and Yingying Ruyi buckled to the sky.

Ruyi opens the sky, bigger than the sky, raises his head through the sky, the sword eyebrows are sharp, the intention is against the sky, the three-foot green front rises from the dust, the dragon and snake rise to the land, a vastness, the void cracks, and closes in an instant.

With a silent collision, it disappeared into invisibility, and the Tongtian Sect Master stepped forward and handed out a sword, one sword was divided into four swords, the boundless lotus flower was divided, and the four yellow turban wrestlers shattered with a bang, turning into wisps of Xuanhuang Qi and returning to heaven and earth.

The Nine Dragons Agarwood sank, and there were four Yellow Turban wrestlers condensed to hold the treasure chariot, the treasure chariot still shook for a while, Yuan Shi Tianzun snorted coldly, and the three treasures and jade ruyi shot out, he stood up, such as the towering Kunlun, the white clouds and jade steps under his feet, and the Yuan Shi Tianzun came out of the Jiulong Agarwood Rim.

The Tongtian Sect Master flew Ruyi with a sword, and it was an incredible vision of the destruction and restoration of heaven and earth, silent, without a trace, only terrifying.

Ruyi returned to the hands of the primordial Tianzun, and the Tongtian Sect presided over the sword, one up and down, one as the sky, as against the sky, one cold, and one even colder.

At this moment, in the eyes of the two, there is only the avenue blocked, there is no each other, the avenue is opposed, there is only competition.

Lao Tzu had already stood up for some reason, staring at the two of them motionlessly, but he had never walked out of the Eight Views Palace.

Caught between a dilemma, he couldn't make a ruthless decision for the first time.

Wa Huangtian's Nuwa Niangniang, there was no smile on her face, she seemed to watch the two fight, but her eyes were far away.

Zhun Ti Jie's heart was not calm, and their avenue seemed to be suspended between the two sects, hanging upside down between the two saints Ruyi and the tip of the sword.

It's really hanging.

If the Western religion wants to flourish, it must be grafted on top of the two religions, or more precisely, the interception of the religion.

But they needed an opportunity, and it was not in their hands, but in the hands of the two saints who were fighting.

The sky is broken and bridged, the universe is upside down and corrected, the mountains and seas move back and forth, saints, omnipotent, omnipotent.

The Tao and the Dharma have reached the pinnacle of wonder.

Explain the disciples of the two sects, the power of heaven and earth, they are all addicted to it, and the supreme power is thoughtful and enlightened.

Shi Ji was also watching the battle, never indulging, nor enlightened, because she was very calm, very calmly watching all changes, every detail, and guarding against all possible accidents.

All the immortals are drunk, but I am the only one who wakes up!