Signature laughter.

Iconic black clouds.

When Gongsun Hong heard the laughter, he felt his scalp tingle for a while, and when he saw the black clouds pouring into the [Heaven and Earth], he almost turned around and wanted to escape......

But what was even more devastating was that Han Feng found that the only exit from this place had been blocked by black clouds......

The black clouds wiped out the Heavenly Sea sword light that burst out of the Shentian Ruins, blooming like an epiphany blooming in the middle of the night, and the [Evil Heart Daozi] Gu Xuantong, dressed in a golden-red robe, stood proudly in the clouds, overlooking the devastated land below.

"Hahaha, it's so lively here, how can there be no Gu Xuantong involved?"

As he spoke, Gu Xuantong held his right hand high, manipulating the silent power between heaven and earth.

The golden and red True Qi of the Buddha Gate formed a dazzling vortex in the sky, attracting the wind strength in the entire [Between Heaven and Earth].

Gongsun Hong looked at Gu Xuantong's domineering appearance and the golden vortex in the sky, and almost didn't drop his jaw in shock.

Isn't your Gu Xuantong a famous Taoist master, why do you even know the Buddhist mastery of "Buddha Industry Heavenly Wheel" now?

Your hobby is not only to rob the head of Taoism, do you not even let go of the Buddhist dojo now?

The warriors of the entire [Between Heaven and Earth] in the Buddhist battlefield were silent in the face of the terrifying power of Gu Xuantong.

The warriors who were fighting themselves had no choice but to stop beating each other.

Gu Xuantong didn't stay too long, but swept past the top powerhouses present......

Li Xiaozai, Nian Qingliang, Shen Menglin, Wu Xingyun...... Even Gongsun Hong......

Li Xiaozhuo, such an unruly person, didn't dare to say anything in front of Gu Xuantong, but just confronted each other with a cool mind.

And Gongsun Hong was even more miserable, the moment he was swept by Gu Xuantong's gaze, he almost felt that his head was about to be opened, and his legs trembled invisibly, as if he was about to collapse to the ground in a minute.

"Why don't you speak?Fu Yuandao people are really unemotional~"

Gu Xuantong seemed to be in a good mood today, and he didn't dwell here for a long time, and flew towards the depths of the Shentian Ruins with the black clouds in the sky, just to find the person who had just sent out the Heavenly Sea Sword.

In normal times, there are so many martial arts masters here, Gu Xuantong has already pulled everyone here together to fight.

However, now that there is a real powerhouse in front of him, Gu Xuantong can't care about the others.

I saw a sky-blue streamer in the depths of the Shentian Ruins piercing through the sky, directly colliding with Gu Xuantong's figure.

Thousands of sword qi exploded in front of Gu Xuantong.

Gu Xuantong pinched the Dharma seal in his hand, and the powerful power of the "Dao Forbidden Heavenly Book" and the "Buddha Industry Heavenly Wheel" fused together and intertwined into a shocking powerful force.

Golden-red swirls against the boundless black clouds.

The grand Dao Venerable Phantom appeared among the black clouds.

Daozun suppressed the void, and the azure sword light finally showed its original appearance, and a cold, white-haired swordsman held an invisible sword qi condensation sword, floating in front of Gu Xuantong, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Although he looks like a young man, his eyes are full of deep vicissitudes, and he doesn't know that it is the hardships of life...... Or maybe 700 years is too long.

Obviously, this is also a soul painter, and it is a soul painter of the innate realm, although he has fallen off the innate realm due to the erosion of the years, but the otherworldly spirit will not change.

Gu Xuantong was waiting for such an opponent, his right hand was raised high, holding up a slowly rotating Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Roulette, and smashing it over with the entangled soul painter.

The expression of the soul painter was wooden, but the force was by no means inferior, and the terrifying sword qi exploded all around his body, and the sharp edge made everyone who made eye contact feel pain in his eyes.

The two forces that were close to the strongest under the innate collided, and it was like a small nuclear bomb exploded in the air, shaking the entire [Heaven and Earth].

Fortunately, there is room for the suppression of the "Dao Forbidden Heavenly Book", which limits the intensity of the battle between the two.

The white-haired soul warrior used his body and limbs to make sword qi, and Gu Xuantong fists and feet clashed, the two of them may have hundreds of fists and feet in one breath, and the terrifying power was transmitted to the ground in the form of shock waves, and the palace buildings that were hit head-on by the invisible shock waves would also be directly shattered......

The warriors standing near the battlefield of the two played with their lives and fled...... Just kidding, it was purely self-inflicted to be killed in the fight for treasures here, but if you were shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle, it would be too unjust.

The warriors fled, picking up the treasures they encountered along the way.

The masters are still fighting for their lives, and the purpose is still the four ancient treasures.

Han Feng was also fleeing to the depths of the Shentian Ruins in order to avoid being affected by Gu Xuantong's battlefield, jumping above the bronze roof, and looking back, he happened to see the scene of Wu Xingyun's destruction.

Wu Xingyun, who has grown to the age of thirteen or fourteen due to changes in martial arts, has also made real efforts in the face of the soul painter who is chasing after him.

A move "Tianshan Folding Plum Hand" dissolves all the sluggish martial arts routines of the soul painter, and in a [Yang Song Tianjun] of the "Six Yang Palms of the Tianshan Mountains", a mighty torrent of yang attribute internal force crashed into the soul painter, just hitting it to the ...... Li Xiaozai in front of him.

Li Xiaozhuo was originally fighting with Nian Qingliang, but suddenly the soul painter with a stiff demeanor fell in front of Li Xiaozai.

Li Xiaozai and Nian Qingliang were both stunned.

The soul painter who still has no autonomous consciousness reacts relatively quickly, and as an emotionless fighting machine, he directly slammed his fist at Li Xiaozai's face.

Li Xiaozai couldn't understand what was going on at all, and began to be cleaned up by the Soul Painter and Nian Qingliang on the side, and the battle situation became even more clumsy......

Han Feng and Wu Xingyun, who had succeeded in his treacherous plan, glanced at each other and flew back into the depths of the Divine Heavenly Sect Ruins.

Finally, Han Feng, who had come to the core of the Divine Heaven Sect Ruins, once again discovered the prayer flags flying in the sky.

The six flying prayer flags float in the sky, which is really wonderful.

The text on it came out of the part of the "Secret Record of Martial Arts" that Han Feng understood, and the rest of the handwriting was blurred.

Han Feng saw that the goal of this trip appeared in front of him, so he hurriedly urged "Flying on the Grass" to fly in the air, wanting to contact this "World Buwu Chapter".

It's just that just as Han Feng was about to touch the prayer flag, the surrounding scenery changed abruptly.

The mottled bronze hall is hazy outside the hall.

The temple was lit with candles that had been shining for thousands of years.

In the center is a throne that has been forged for many years.

A valiant old man with plain eyes and white hair and white beard sat on the bronze throne, his knuckles gently tapping the throne, exuding an oppressive power.

Han Feng didn't care about this strange environment, looked at the white-haired old man, and asked:

"Honorable driver?"

The white-haired old man's answer was extremely mysterious:

"The shadow of time, you can't see where it comes from. The fate given by time...... After all, it will be smoothed out by the years. ”

The white-haired old man looked at Han Feng as he spoke, his eyes without a trace of emotion, like an ice sculpture.

And Han Feng stood proudly alone, and his momentum was not inferior.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Oh, Infernal Shadow, Ancient Legacy. ”