Kim Gyubi has been tormenting the atonement and the addition of sins.

The Nine Thousand Eases were watching with relish, when they suddenly sighed, and their eyes locked on a mountain forest below them.

Kim Gyubi asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Meng Fengliu said with some self-doubt: "I seem to have seen a person flash in the mountains and forests below. ”

Kim Gyubi asked again: "How old are you and what do you look like?"

Meng Fengliu replied: "About fifteen or sixteen years old, the young man in green shirts has not seen his face clearly. ”

Kim Gyubi's expression was a little solemn.

Meng Fengliu said with a smile: "It's just a young man, look at what kind of nervousness you have, anyway, you are also Jin Guibi, a sea man who is as famous as the Dragon Emperor City and Tiger in Yudu." ”

Jin Guibi said: "If it's just an ordinary teenager, the key is that I just swept more than a thousand miles with my eyesight, and I didn't see the shadow of that person, and the direction he was moving in was the battlefield of Taoism, the place where dragons and snakes competed, how could there be mortal things." ”

Meng Fengliu said: "I think you're slapping me on the back, but I'm not sure." ”

Kim Gyubi's face was embarrassed and he didn't speak.

On the Dao Battlefield, the roar of the beasts gradually stopped, and with it, another wave of attacks by the phantom beasts followed.

The Daoists hugged each other and struggled to resist the mad phantom beasts.

The Four Elephant Mountain Lord and Murong Xuexian also had to join the Phantom Beast War one after another.

Although Ding Dawu in the air was blocked by Yue Daizong, his eyes burning with molten melt were locked on the Heaven Dou True Monarch.

Tiandou Zhenjun returned to his original position, although he was a little embarrassed, but he still did not lose the demeanor of a Taoist master.

Tiandou Zhenjun laughed at himself: "If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you, and the predecessors will be reckless if you have words first." ”

Yue Daizong said: "Know how to lose, know how to advance and retreat, Fang is the avenue of life, now you know the ins and outs, my two old men have worked hard in every possible way, all to protect the artist, then you are ready to retreat." ”

Tiandou Zhenjun said: "A hundred years of grievances in Taoism broke out in one day... “

At this time, he swept around the battlefield below.

He added: "Now the Magician has only lost a few phantom beasts, but the Taoist has taken a lot of lives." ”

Yue Daizong said: "Behind this mountain, the magician who died because of the manipulation of the phantom beast also died all over the mountains and valleys, and no one can take advantage of both defeats." ”

At this time, Tiandou Zhenjun looked at the sky again: "Senior, in the world of great controversy, I can't help myself, even if there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, even if it is buried in the sky." ”

Sect Chief Yue Dai sighed: "It seems that the Little Palm Sect is determined to divide the two Dao Sects into life and death today." ”

Tiandou Zhenjun said: "The two seniors don't have much time now, so why bother to be obsessed with rewriting a doomed ending." ”

Yue Daizong said: "If you live for a long time, you will get tired, and if you are tired, you will want to die, so in the end, how to die, you still have to pay attention to it, after all, the moment you fall to the ground, you can make yourself comfortable, it is a good way to die, what do you say?"

Tiandou Zhenjun said: "I originally thought that the time you had left was only half a day, it seems that I was wrong, your time is longer than I expected, otherwise you would not be able to delay the time so generously, but what are you waiting for?"

Yue Daizong said in a deep voice: "I'm waiting for an opportunity, I'm waiting for the next hundred years, a chance that Heavenly Dao will give to the artist!"

Tiandou Zhenjun said: "If I could, I would really like to see the opportunity that my seniors value so much, but I know that my seniors are dragging their feet, why are I still so willing to accompany my seniors to make fun?"

Yue Daizong's heart was shocked, he thought that the little palm sect in front of him had taken so long, just to satisfy his curiosity, could it be that he was also waiting? So what was he waiting for?

Tiandou Zhenjun spoke, his voice was cold, and Yue Daizong shuddered when he heard it: "Because, I am also an old man who needs time to wait for the two seniors." ”

Yue Daizong asked: "With your current lifespan, it is rare to know the old people of the two of us. ”

Tiandou Zhenjun slowly took out the fish drum from his sleeve, only to see that the fish drum was wisps of true qi, it turned out that in this long conversation, Tiandou Zhenjun has been secretly transporting the fish drum, at this time the fish drum seems to be surrounded by thick transparent silk, floating in front of Tiandou Zhenjun, his slender hands, slowly mobilized on the drum body, between heaven and earth, bursts of Hongzhong Jin Ming, accompanied by a circle of sound waves, spread throughout the four directions.

The small fish drum, after being maintained by the True Power of Heaven Dou Zhenjun for a long time, was able to make such a shocking sound, and even Yue Ding and the two elders had to be amazed.

The sound of the fish drum does not stop, the previous sound does not stop, and another drum beats follow, as if to send this drum to the nine nights of the sky to listen to it infinitely.

The Tiandou Zhenjun in the center of the drum sound, as calm as a pool of autumn water, looked at the sky with his eyes obliquely, and said in his mouth: "After I poured true power into it for a long time, this fish drum can finally play its most mysterious function now, and the two seniors are optimistic!"

Tiandou Zhenjun changed his complexion, solemn and solemn, as if he was carrying out a sacred ceremony.

The mouth contains gold and jade, and the words are strange:

There were once 3,000 eons in the sky, and 500 years on earth.

The blade of the sword under his waist is purple and electric, and the flame in the furnace is smoking.

Only then did he ride the white deer across the sea and cross the green cow into the cave.

Xiaoji and other chatter, no one knows that I am a real immortal.

Taoist mountain slave, the saint invites Emperor Lu to the lower realm!!!

As soon as the four words of Emperor Lu's lower realm came out, Yue Ding's face was instantly pale, they never thought that the person who this Tiandou Zhenjun was waiting for was actually him!

It was the first time Fang Wushan had seen such a legendary character, anxious and frightened, difficult to describe.

On the side of the reflective Taoist, they all looked at the Tiandou True Monarch in the air, will the legendary Dao Ancestor really come today?

Suddenly, in the sky, thousands of pure holy lights pierced through layers of chaotic clouds, accompanied by the unheard emperor bell and heavenly drum, gong chanting the Great Sutra, from the top of the nine nights, descending a person.

The man was about twenty years old, wearing a light black shark gauze robe, with a cold, expressionless face, and a pair of ice-blue eyes, as if he could not see, and was a little unsteady. Hanging a thin and straight cinnamon branch in the hand, lifting it lightly as if it were heavy, just holding it lightly in the hand and there is a golden thunder wrapped around it.

On the battlefield, everyone and the phantom beasts were all cramped forward, all looking at the legendary Emperor Lu in the air.

Yue Daizong's eyes were full of despair and loss, and he thought that sacrificing his eight brothers could be exchanged for the remnants of the artist, but the appearance of Lu Zu made him completely experience despair.

Ding Dawu laughed loudly, and the laughter revealed the joy of life and death: "Lao Yue, I didn't expect that you and I would even invite Daozu to come to our end in person, these hundred years of nothingness are worth it!"

Ding Dawu's wild laughter aroused Yue Daizong's infinite fighting intent, since he was destined to die, then he would die without bones, so what?

Yue Daizong said: "Ding Tietou, then let's take out some real skills to make up for the regret of not being able to fight with Dao Ancestor back then." ”

Iron Buddha Taizu Ding Dawu shouted, and the iron fist of the tiger was about to smash towards Emperor Lu, and Yue Daizong's figure flashed, turned into the wind, and disappeared.

Emperor Lu Bing's eyes were blank, looking at the comer, Lei Hua Guizhi gently struck the Iron Buddha Taizu with all his strength, stretched out his left palm, and gently slapped away a sword from the Iron Buddha's waist.

Yue Daizong hid behind the Iron Buddha Taizu, a sword could not be completed, and a sword was regenerated, the body turned, vented the weakness on the sword, and then stabbed Emperor Lu in the left chest.

The Iron Buddha Taizu communicated with Yue Daizong, and immediately turned his fist into a palm, grabbed the Gui skill with thunder, and completely ignored the golden thunder of the Gui branch and blew his hands into flesh.

At this critical moment, Lu Di's left hand actually turned around at a strange angle and caught the fatal sword.

Emperor Lu swept Ding Dawu's waist with a kick, Ding Dawu instantly seemed to be hit by a mountain, and his body was about to fly to the side involuntarily, but his hand grabbed the cinnamon branch, his hands and feet had already been blown off by the golden thunder, so he pulled it, and eight severed fingers were left on the guizhi, and his person was like a meteor that was swept away.

Yue Daizong's sword was caught in Emperor Lü's hand, and he was suddenly hit by the swept Iron Buddha Taizu on him, his thin body, as if the bones of his whole body had been broken one by one, but Emperor Lü changed his fingers and held Yue Daizong's sword tightly, and with one punch he exploded the hundred-year-old sword that Yue Daizong's painstaking efforts had condensed.

Yue Daizong was also swept out along with the Iron Buddha Taizu.

Where the Iron Buddha Taizu broke his fingers, white flesh and blood were exposed, his hands kept trembling, throwing out eight blood lines, all of which were sprinkled on the placket in front of him.

Yue Daizong was not easy to go anywhere, the thick blood mass on his body, which was originally thin, was now shrunk into a ball, as if he had suffered a heavy content.

However, Lu Zu's blue eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and with a shock, eight broken fats fell from a height of ten thousand feet.

Lu Zuping raised the Gui Branch, and then pointed to Yue Ding and the two, there was no words, only the golden thunder on the Gui Branch, and in an instant, the golden thunder fell from the sky and hit the Gui Branch, and another thunder shot out on the Gui Branch, and went straight to Yue Ding and the others.

Ding Dawu's eyes breathed fire, and he protected Yue Daizong behind him, and the thunder hit Ding Dawu's body, and a huge thunder roared in everyone's ears.

The thunder light dissipated, Ding Dawu fell to his knees, and he no longer had the brave and martial light of the past, only to see a crack on his body that was two fingers wide.

Yue Daizong hurriedly shouted, "Ding Tietou!"

Ding Dawu closed his eyes slightly, and his voice was like a gossamer: "Lao Yue, I'll go first." ”

With a bang, the Iron Buddha Taizu, who once shook the rivers and lakes, ran rampant in the rivers and lakes with a body of copper flesh and iron bones, turning into dust and letting the west wind blow away.

Yue Daizong couldn't look up in pain, old tears were sprinkled, ten brothers, the road was bumpy, although he had expected a day of life and death, but he didn't know that the last person who witnessed life and death was so painful.

Yue Daizong tried his best to stand up straight, and shouted with all his strength: "Ten elders of the Martial Family, Yue Daizong, please ask Dao Ancestor for advice!!!!"

Another golden thunder passed, the aurora dissipated, and Yue Daizong's body turned into clouds and smoke, and his soul returned to the nine heavens.

A hundred years of mythology in the rivers and lakes, the ten elders of the sorcerer, are extinct in the world!!!

Fang Wushan frantically searched around in the air, and seemed to be still looking for traces of Yue Ding's two.

However, in the blue sky, there was nothing clean, as if nothing had appeared in that air.

Fang Wushan still remembered the first time he saw the ten little old men in the exquisite and elegant realm, basking in the sun and spending their old age in peace, as if they could never intersect with the ruthless war in this world.

He said in his mouth: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!!"