Ten thousand immortals array, the array of light staggered and horizontal.

And between this burst of light, there is a different color, the fire god flame!

Wherever the divine flame passed, the light dissipated, and the living beings were incinerated to death.

After Taiyi rushed through the Taiji Array, nearly half of the entire Taiji Array had been incinerated alive, and his eyes pointed directly at the heart of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

He had already broken the Ten Thousand Immortal Great Array once in the Immortal Zhao Palace, and he had a certain understanding of this Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

Naturally, it is clear that as long as this heart is shattered, the Ten Thousand Immortal Array should be shattered together!

Crossing the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, it is Biyou Palace!

The gods are surrounded by flames, and the Taiyi body is in the midst of this ten thousand immortal array, and no one can stop it!

And at this very time!

Suddenly, the three sub-arrays in this Ten Thousand Immortal Array, Taiji, Liangyi, and Sixiang, actually had extremely strange trajectory changes, and these three sub-arrays were overlapping each other.

There was an extremely strange formation that appeared before this array.

Tai Chi gives birth to two instruments, two instruments give birth to four elephants, four elephants... Raw gossip.

A huge gossip array evolved and appeared in front of this array, blessed the power of the saints, and gathered the strongest power of the three arrays, to block Taiyi from this array.

Taiyi's brows furrowed slightly at this time.

He didn't pay much attention to the gossip array that appeared.

The reason why he frowned was because he felt the appearance of a breath, and the source of this breath was the back of the Bagua Diagram, the place of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.

"You're not dead. ”

Taiyi muttered.

He sensed the aura of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

And the original Taiyi always believed that the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already been killed in the Battle of Buzhou Mountain.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

As for what's greasy in it, how did these twelve ancestors survive, Taiyi doesn't care, and he knows with his feet that it must be the hands of Sanqing.

"Then the emperor will let you die again. ”

Taiyi stayed in shape, looking at the gossip array in front of him.

The sword in his hand was slowly raised.

I saw that above the sword body, there was a surging divine flame flowing out, and at the same time, from this place outside the sky, there was a brilliant divine flame falling from the sun god star, rushing into this ten thousand immortal array, and integrating into the sword of the divine flame soul in the hand of Taiyi.

Not only that, from Taiyi's body, that small divine star also had a divine flame flowing out of his body, and he frantically poured into the sword in his hand.

A giant sword made of divine flame directly pierced through the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, spanning the entire Shangqing Realm, as if it was about to cut this Shangqing Realm into two.

The Divine Flame armor was on his body, and his long silver-white hair was scattered and flying wantonly in the strong wind.

Taiyi's calm eyes reflected the gossip in front of him, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword turned slightly!

Rumble!

A wave of wild flames instantly dispersed from the sword body, rushing straight towards the overlapping Taiji, Liangyi, and Sixiang three formations, and the three formations trembled wildly.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, and the many disciples of the Sect of Interception in the main array, all of them had extremely ugly faces at this moment.

It was just the impact of a wave of fire, and these three formations were faintly showing signs of disintegration.

Including the condensed gossip map, it was also trembling wildly under the impact of the air waves.

However, they cannot retreat, they must hold on.

Because, at this moment, the place of the heart.

Kong Xuan's thick eyebrows frowned, looking at the Twelve Ancestral Witches in front of him, he had not seen the Twelve Ancestral Witches since he made his debut, and this was the first time he had seen them.

However, Kong Xuan did not take these twelve ancestral witches in his eyes, or it can be said that he was extremely disdainful.

At the time of the first battle of Buzhou Mountain, these twelve ancestors were beaten into dogs by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and they should not enter the eyes of Kong Xuanfa.

After all, in Kong Xuan's view, this desolate world, except for the Six Saints of the Heavens and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, is all scum, including the so-called Wu clan of the Chengpangu body, and there is no need to care at all.

"Ladies and gentlemen, time is of the essence. ”

Zhao Gongming also looked at the twelve ancestral witches, glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and reminded him with urgency in his tone.

He could already feel that the coercion coming from outside this array of hearts made his heart palpitate and tremble, which made him unnaturally think of the battle of Xianzhao Palace.

The twelve ancestors who have just stepped out of the void crack: Dijiang, Candle Jiuyin, Extravagant Corpse, Beishu, Jumang, Gonggong, Zhurong, Houtu, Xuanming, Tianwu, Qiangliang, and Tizi.

They all looked at Kong Xuan, who was in the main formation and held the Six Soul Flags, and they had heard of the existence of Kong Xuan, a little peacock.

But it's just a glance.

Kong Xuan didn't take them in his eyes, and the twelve ancestors at this time didn't take Kong Xuan in his eyes.

To be more precise, none of the twelve ancestors at this time paid attention to anyone, including the Eastern Emperor!

The Twelve Ancestors who have mastered the method of freely condensing the body of the witch god boast that they already have the body of a saint, so why should the heavens and the earth be afraid!

Regarding the panic on Zhao Gongming's face, Zhu Rong, Tianwu and several other ancestors glanced at it, and the corners of their mouths showed disdain: "Sect interception disciples, are they all such a group of waste." ”

"It is said that the heavens teach the apprentices, there are no classes, and all the laws are passed on, but I didn't expect to teach such a group of things that are not in the stream. ”

The undisguised contempt in his voice made Zhao Gongming and some of the sect disciples in this place of heart all angry, but Zhao Gongming was obviously able to bear it, and he also knew that this was not the time to fall out with the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

Raise your hand and press it, signaling that no one is allowed to make a move.

Except for glaring at these ancestors, there was nothing else.

"Formation. ”

Di Jiang, the head of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, withdrew his gaze that fell behind Kong Xuan, flicked his sleeve robe at this moment, and spoke confidently.

The other eleven ancestral witches were also full of self-confidence, and began to urge the Twelve Gods to Evil Heavenly Array.

And outside the heart of the formation.

The three Holy Mothers and the disciples of the sect were all in a cold sweat, and the sword that crossed the Shangqing Realm made their hearts tremble to the extreme.

Especially the Three Madonna!

They had experienced the battle of Xianzhao Palace, and they saw with their own eyes that on that day, they smashed the Linglong Pagoda infused with the power of the saint, and the sword that killed Haotian was almost exactly the same as the sword in front of them!

The fear of that day came back to my heart.

This moment.

Biyou Palace, before the Shangqing Palace.

Taiqing Laozi and Shangqing Tongtian, these two senior brothers stood side by side, looking at the scene of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array in front of Biyou Palace, the middle-aged man who was originally following the side of the Tongtian Sect Master had already retreated.

"The Wu clan has risen, junior brother, the next four moves, it's time for you to go. ”

Taiqing Lao Tzu's voice is flat.

"Senior brother, don't worry, this seat will let Donghuang Taiyi, a kid, feel it well. ”

"What is it, despair!"

The Tongtian Sect Master almost gritted his teeth and said the last four words.

There was a raging anger burning in his eyes, and the hatred for the Eastern Emperor brought to him by the 'death of Duobao' was obviously far beyond imagination.