Hundreds of millions of miles away from the four major states, the huge flood battlefield is shattered, and there are broken stars everywhere, swaying in the void.

The Flood Desolate Continent has gone through several eras, and the battles are endless, whether it is for the ownership of the innate spirit treasure or the competition for the human Dao system, there is the shadow of war, accompanied by blood.

As the saint of the highest living being, he is the initiator of the war, but there are a few battles, and this endless void universe is shattered, and the battlefield is desolate.

In the sight of nothing, Min Tian stepped into the battlefield, and thousands of afterimages were scattered behind him.

Seeing Min Tian approaching from afar, the three of them glanced at each other, with solemnity and a hint of laughter, and more indifference, the majesty of the saint could not be trampled on.

Without superfluous words, the three of them attacked directly, formed a three-talent formation, and surrounded Min Tian in the middle.

The golden lotus is surging, and there are thousands of colors, and the release should be the first to strike, and the head will be hit.

He held a magic wand, twenty-four innate supreme treasure protectors, and twelve halos behind his head set him off incomparably sacred.

Rumble!

Min Tian didn't have any weapons, nor did he use any magic weapons, he directly connected with his fists, and the roar was endless, and the avenue burst out with brilliance, blocking the attack of the Western Sect Master.

At the same time, the attacks of the ear and the mound also followed, and a crutch silently struck the back of Min Tian's head.

There was no trace of brilliance, and there was no fluctuation, like an ordinary wooden stick, being waved by an old man who couldn't help it, and he didn't have any strength.

As for Qiu's weapon, it is very peculiar, it is a roll of bamboo slips, the whole body is green, emitting a faint light, and the sound of reading is faintly heard.

At first, it was inaudible, and then it was infinitely magnified, resounding through the void of the main film, and a mighty aura swept through, wanting to submerge the Mintian.

"Little Doyle!" Min Tian laughed, and without turning around, a huge grinding disc flew out of his body, blocking the crutch.

At the same time, it rotated at high speed, causing the void to tremble, and there was a tendency to assimilate, and Zhou Tian Xingchen was pulled by this power, and he also rotated.

In an instant, the desolate battlefield creaked, and cracks spread from under the feet of several people, covering tens of thousands of miles.

couldn't withstand the power of the grinding plate, and the sound of reading was directly swallowed, without adding anything to it.

"Go!"

Seeing that the blow was blocked by the grinding plate, he drove out another picture, which was the Taiji Diagram, the object of his preaching.

The picture was born from nature, divided into yin and yang, born with the carrier of the avenue, all-encompassing, among which there are infinite killing arrays, and the end is extremely terrifying.

As early as the flood and famine, he had shown his might, and he could compete with the famous Zhuxian Sword Array.

I saw that the two small fish in the Taiji diagram kept chasing, one black and one white, which was similar to the grinding disc of Mintian, and the same rotation was opened, tearing the void and stirring up the world.

Min Tian's eyes were concentrated, and he controlled the grinding disc to confront the Taiji diagram.

Using his body as a weapon to bombard and kill several people, his fist continued to bombard the twelve-grade golden lotus of the Western Sect Master, and a series of sparks erupted.

After releasing a blow, he doesn't attack, just passively defends, does not seek merit but seeks no fault, and occasionally takes advantage of the sky to block and lay down a black hand.

As for Qiu, he is mainly interference, he is the weakest of the few, if it weren't for the support of the six reincarnation disks, the aftermath of the battle alone would not be something he could bear.

Ear seems to be the core existence of the three people, and the saints are also superior and inferior, ranking first among the three Qings, and the first saint the day after tomorrow, it makes sense, the number of innate treasures alone is not comparable to other saints.

When he was young, he sacrificed a pagoda and hung it above his head, which is the Xuanhuang Pagoda of the universe, and the defense is the best, although it is not among the congenitals, but it has innate merits.

It is condensed by his merits in establishing a religion, and he has all kinds of mysteries, and attacks on him will be subject to the backlash of karma and karma, and contain the will of the Heavenly Dao.

However, these are nothing for Min Tian, he himself has suppressed the Heavenly Dao, although he is now out of control, after all, he has been in charge of the world for hundreds of years.

Although it is a drop in the ocean for the history of the flood famine, this realization is indeed incomparable to any magic weapon avenue.

At the moment, he flashed left and right, and while parrying, he launched a surprise attack on the Western Sect Leader from time to time, and the twenty-four golden lotus that shook straight up kept trembling.

Min Tian also fought purposefully, among the three, although Qiu was weaker and ant-like, it was indeed the safest one.

Because his role is really not great, and he is limited by cultivation, the Six Paths Reincarnation Disc can't exert much power in his hands, and he can only defend passively.

Er's strength is very strong, and he can't tell the difference for a while, so Min Tian's main target of attack is the Western Sect Master.

Obviously, several people also saw Min Tian's thoughts, and they didn't leave their hands, not waiting for him to break through each and advance and retreat together, whenever Shi was taken care of, the other two would attack wildly.

Bang bang bang!

In the distance, there was a large star, which finally could not withstand the aftermath of the attack of a few people, and shattered, turning into starlight and a pile of dust on the edge of the battlefield.

Wuqi was in Mintian Palace, staring at every move on the battlefield, and he was also worried about Mintian in his heart.

He didn't expect a few people to be so powerful, just the battle storm that it caused spread for hundreds of millions of miles, shattering countless stars.

At this time, under the blessing of the magic circle, he communicated with Min Tian and shared his vision, and Min Tian's sense was his sense.

Of course, there is not just a ruin in the universe, there is also a lot of life in it.

Different from the pattern of the Flood Desolate Continent, the creatures of those planets inhabit the stars and develop planetary civilizations.

However, at this moment, it encountered a catastrophe, and trillions of living beings were annihilated along with the shattering of the stars.

suffered from unjustified calamities, and even wailed before they had time to utter.

I have to say that it is a kind of sadness, many of them are cultivated to be smart, and they can't escape the fate of turning into ashes.

In fact, in the eyes of the saints, those star creatures are not orthodox, and they are not even as good as the barbarian tribes of Dongsheng Shenzhou, and they cannot be educated at all.

There is no scruple at all, let it be done, even if it is all annihilated, there will be no mercy, this is a consensus, they only have the Flood Desolate Continent in their eyes.

The Min Heavenly Palace, which had no upright sitting, was also constantly affected by the aftermath, and the magic circle was all passively activated, and the internal brilliance flowed, driving it to constantly change positions, always hovering around the battlefield.

At this time, the four major continents had already exploded, and countless monks were paying attention to the dynamics of the flood battlefield.

The Kuncheng outside the Qin State was even more crowded, hoping to capture a trace of the picture.

At this time, the Streamer Sky Mirror was shrouded in a layer of gray mist, and from time to time there were glowing visions, which were all reflections of movement in the void.

Only some Dao true cultivators can penetrate a little mystery from it, and ordinary monks can only stare dryly, and there is nothing to gain, but they still enjoy it.

There are also some old monks who are worried that both sides are still trying to restrain themselves, and it has not affected the four continents, but it is not absolute.

Although the Battle of the Seven Saints has passed for thousands of years, the scene of destruction is still engraved in the depths of everyone's soul and passed down from generation to generation.

In the end, if it weren't for the intervention of the Heavenly Dao, there would be nothing left in the end, and it would not be as simple as just dividing into four continents, but like the life stars in the depths of the universe, it would return to chaos.

The battle on the battlefield continues, and no one can predict the course of events.

In some famous mountains and rivers, a pair of shining eyes are also looking at the sky, these are all great supernatural powers, overlords, but they have not yet become holy.

They were relatively speechless, all calculating in their hearts.

After a fierce battle for a long time, the two sides were still evenly matched, and neither side appeared to be decadent, and Min Tian also became more and more courageous, without using any innate treasures, blocking the conquest of the three sect masters.

In previous eras, saying this would have scared many monks to death and subverted people's understanding.

The Heavenly Vein has created a new era, and does not pay attention to the cultivation of magic weapons, but condenses its own body.

This is similar to the Wu clan that flourished in the Flood Era, but it cultivates the Yuan Shen, perfectly integrated, and the Tao is also unfathomable.

It's just that at their level, fighting the Dao is no longer realistic, and the saints are not attached, but they are obsessed with their own Dao.

This kind of realm cannot be broken in a few words, only by subduing demons with force, becoming a king and defeating a villain.

"One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi!"

The Western Sect Leader was particularly aggrieved in this battle, and he felt that he had damaged the face of the saint, and he was the first to show the Dharma Body, only to see a thousand-armed Buddha appear on the battlefield of the Flood Wilderness, and the golden Dharma Appearance emitted hundreds of millions of millimeters of light.

If an ordinary monk saw it, his eyes would immediately go blind, and even the primordial spirit would lose his spiritual sense.

His family knows his own family affairs, and he fought the gods in ancient times, although he has gained a lot, he can be said to be the biggest winner.

But there was also a loss, that is, his twenty-four-rank golden lotus was devoured by a mosquito and the sixth-pin.

Although he later recovered the mosquitoes and replenished the six-grade golden lotus, he was filthy after all, and his power has not been complete since then.

Usually it doesn't show itself, but in the face of Mintian's pressure, it finally exposed its shortcomings, and it was targeted, and it couldn't last long.

It can be seen that a drink and a peck, there is a fixed number, the cycle of cause and effect, even the saint cannot be completely detached, which is very mysterious.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, Min Tian missed for the first time, and because Shi suddenly appeared the magic image, he couldn't deal with it for a while, and was hit in the left shoulder by the cane of the ear.

I saw that a cut appeared in his white robe in an instant, revealing the covered body, and there was a bruise there, which was caused by the ear.

A fierce light appeared in Min Tian's eyes, and with a slight shake, the bruises subsided, and they were as intact as ever, but the robe was torn and he lost his face.

Without words, Min Tian made a big move, and the grinding disc that was constantly colliding with the Taiji diagram in the distance was held in his hand, and he began to greet a few people.

The grinding disc end is terrifying, every short contact, it will cut off a few people for a hundred years, Qiu is even more bloodshot, and his muffled voice regressed.

The ear was not noticed, and it was close to the grinding plate, so he could only hurriedly intercept it with a cane.

Click!

The crutch was hit by the grinding disc, broke from it, and turned into two, and the chaotic qi in it fell into the sleeve of the ear, and an innate treasure was scrapped.

"Daoist friend don't panic, I'm here to help you!"