"Hmph, you're not a teacher, who are you?" The keen Yuan Shi Tianzun suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and the whole person retreated three steps backwards in shock, and Sanbao Yuruyi was tightly held in his hand. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hearing the words of Yuan Shi Tianzun, the two saints of the West were all panicked all of a sudden. A total of six Heavenly Dao Saints all took a few steps back, looking at Dao Ancestor Hongjun with full vigilance.

Almost everyone knows that Yuan Shi Tianzun does things with a clear eye and says the same. Since even he said that there was a problem, then the so-called Dao Ancestor in front of him really had a problem nine times out of ten.

In the purple, with a little white light that has never been seen before, it is so white that people's hearts feel a kind of fear for no reason.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why did you pretend to be our teacher and summon me to come here? If you can't give me an explanation, hmph, I'm afraid Your Excellency won't want to leave safely. "As the head of the saints, Taiqing Daode Tianzun Taishang Laojun sacrificed the Taiji diagram and protected a group of six people behind.

If it was on weekdays, he wouldn't care about the life or death of the two saints in the West. But how could a person who could blend into the Zixiao Palace be a weak person? If a person is not good, they may not be able to protect themselves as a Heavenly Dao Saint.

"Hey, me, it's yours, teacher. The "Daozu Hongjun" in the upper seat laughed strangely, and the whole person disappeared in a swoop. When he reappeared, his palm was already imprinted on the Taiji diagram.

"Taishang, don't you believe it, are you a teacher?" On the palm of Dao Ancestor Hongjun's hand, the power poured into the yin and yang wall formed by the Taiji Diagram like a tidal wave.

The Taiji Diagram is a treasure that opens the heavens, and it is not as lethal as the Pangu Banner and the Four Swords of Zhuxian, but it has infinite protective capabilities. In the hands of the Taiqing sage Taishang Laojun, it can be described as extremely powerful. One black and one white, one yin and one yang revolve around each other. Looking at the thin layer of protective walls, it has a terrifying protective power that even the four swords of Zhuxian may not be able to cut through.

"Boom!"

It was such an unpretentious and seemingly powerless palm, and it directly slapped dozens of cracks like spider webs on the black and white parapet. The most powerful Taiqing sage, Taishang Laojun, couldn't withstand this force, and was directly thrown backwards more than three zhang away, before he barely stabilized his figure.

All of a sudden, smoke and dust were everywhere.

"You're not a teacher, who are you?" There were faint traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and Taishang Laojun looked at the Taiji diagram that appeared in disbelief with a visible crack in his hand, and his heart was also dripping blood.

"Isn't I, yours, teacher?"

A gust of wind blew, blowing the hair of this "Dao Ancestor Hongjun" upward, revealing his face that had made the six saints curious for a long time.

The eyes and eyebrows are no different from the real Dao Ancestor Hongjun. If there is any difference just by looking at the physiognomy, then only the unique symbol that appears in the pupil.

It's not a single symbol, it's an infinite number of symbols that are constantly changing. Even now, the six saints can see that in the eyes of this "Dao Ancestor Hongjun", that string of symbols is changing all the time.

"You are all mine, disciple, just become, just like me!"

Before the words fell, the hand of "Dao Ancestor Hongjun" had already grabbed the neck of the Zhun Ti Saint who was closest to him, and countless strange symbols were like flowing water, slowly passing from his eyes to the eyes of the Zhun Ti Saint.

"Ahh

Painful, frenzied groans came from the mouth of the Zhun Ti saint. He is a dignified Heavenly Dao saint, but at this time, he does not have the slightest power to resist, which can also show the strength of this "Dao Ancestor Hongjun".

"Stop, let my junior brother go. "The two Heavenly Dao Saints have always been like siblings, and when they see that Zhun Ti is treated like this, how can they still endure it? The Demon Suppression Pestle emitted a thousand rays of light and smashed down towards the head of the "Dao Ancestor Hongjun". The loss of the Golden Lotus of the Twelve Grades of Merit does not mean that the quasi-receiving saint has lost the means it should have. After no longer relying on the Twelve Grades of Merit Golden Lotus, the strength of the Guiding Saint has been greatly improved, and the use of the Demon Suppression Pestle has become more handy. This pestle goes down, to say the least, there are hundreds of thousands of catties of strength. In order to save his junior brother, it seems that he has given up everything.

"Hehe, you seem, forgot, yours, skills, are all taught by me. ”

The force of the demon pestle smashed on Hongjun's body, as if it had hit cotton wool, and he couldn't stand the force at all. When the saint was frightened and wanted to take back the demon pestle, he found that the demon pestle had been firmly glued to the body of "Daozu Hongjun", and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out.

"You, come too. Mu Ne's words have a fear in people's hearts.

The left hand grabbed the neck of the Zhun Ti saint, and as soon as the right hand of "Daozu Hongjun" sucked, the neck of the leading saint was obediently sent to the front, and he pinched it fiercely in his hand.

The runes like flowing water also branched out and continued to merge into the minds of the leading saints. The miserable cry also came from the mouth of the leading saint.

"No, no, this saint will not give in, no, will not ......!" Unlike the Zhun Ti Saint, who did not resist at all, the Guiding Saint was like water meeting fire, and reacted strongly to the runes pouring into his body.

"Ah, Amitabha, I have a great ..... Great wish, willing to be oneself, to live the hearts of the world. Ten thousand years of bitter red dust, thousands of ...... It is difficult to repair life for a thousand years. The Pure Land of Bliss, the Kingdom of Immeasurable Ten Thousand Buddhas...... No, no, I won't give in, no, absolutely not!" It seemed that with each reciting a sentence, he would suffer a little less pain. But as time passed, his consciousness began to slowly blur, his mind began to no longer belong to him, and he could clearly feel that he was being tortured, but he had no control over his body.

"Senior brother, this?" The current scene is extremely weird, even in the heart of the Tongtian Sect Master, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, he is afraid that he is a little frightened. He thought to himself that he could easily defeat the Zhun Ti Saint, but in the face of the unfathomable guy who led the Saint, he might not have such a big breath. And since this "Dao Ancestor Hongjun" was able to easily defeat the two of them, the Connected Heaven Sect Master didn't have enough confidence in himself.

"Let's go first, whether this person is a teacher or not, at least for now, we are definitely no match for this person. ”

In a short period of time, Taishang Laojun has recovered most of his injuries, at least he is able to move. Among the four people who have survived at the moment, he has the best right to speak after fighting each other, and he knows that he is invincible, so it is better to go.

Including Nuwa Niangniang, the four of them turned into a ray of light, and they didn't dare to stay here longer, and hurriedly flew towards the outside of Zixiao Palace.

"Let's go, hehe, you guys, are you leaving?"

The two big hands loosened the neck of the lead and the quasi-lift, and grabbed at the door.