Buzhou Mountain, the central continent, the central city, and the back garden of the Supreme Mansion came with two earth-shattering roars!

"Slashing the Dao!! Sword of the Slashing Dao!!" The old Daoist Uncle He stiffened his neck and roared angrily, and the entire Flood Desolation World, the heavens and all the worlds, constantly echoed Uncle He's angry roar, filled with a murderous aura.

Immediately, there was a flicker, and the figure of Uncle He in the back garden of the Supreme Mansion disappeared.

Outside the main hall of Zixiao Palace, the deep and dark place where the sword of the slashing path was lightly slashed, and the chaotic qi was divided into two halves, and the figure of Uncle He appeared silently, and he was glaring angrily at the sword of the slashing path above the void that was like the brightness of ten suns!

"Uncle He, why are you here!" Xie Qiang shouted in surprise and was about to walk over to Uncle He's side.

"Don't come here!" Uncle He's voice exuded endless majesty, stopping Xie Qiang's footsteps, Uncle He's whole body mana began to run wildly, and his whole body was even more crazy to evolve the endless laws of the Great Dao, with the collision and entanglement of the laws of the Great Dao, it began to slowly show some kind of power of rules.

With the fierce collision, the endless avenue became less and less, but more and more refined, and there was constantly an inexplicable power of rules.

Countless monks looked at Uncle He in the chaotic darkness in amazement, and then the three of them sat cross-legged very smartly, while watching the collision of the Great Dao Laws around Uncle He, corresponding to their own Great Dao Laws one by one.

Outside the main hall of Zixiao Palace, there are constantly monks sitting cross-legged and comprehending those Great Dao Laws, this is the real manifestation of Great Dao Laws, a rare opportunity for hundreds of millions of years, and there are also some Great Dao Laws that continue to deepen the chain of laws, and then evolve the power of inexplicable rules.

However, the power of the rules is invisible, and all the monks can't sense it, and only the power of the rules of time and space in a body like Xie Qiang can be experienced.

Even the Hongjun Ancestor, who was sitting on the high platform of Zixiao Palace, walked out of the main hall and looked at Uncle He with a surprised face, and soon, Hongjun also sacrificed the Jade Disc of Creation and Transformation, and constantly comprehended the endless laws of the Great Dao.

The laws of the Great Dao began to intertwine, and they continued to explode like crazy, colliding into sparks that flew into the chaos.

Countless chaotic qi was transformed into a storm by the sparks flying madly, surging, earth, water, fire, and wind constantly surging out, tearing apart one intact chaos after another.

"Uncle He, what the hell are you doing!" Xie Qiang suddenly became anxious, his face was full of anger, and he shouted at Uncle He again.

Uncle He turned his head slightly and squinted at Xie Qiang, then raised his head and glared angrily at the Dao Slashing Sword above the void.

The whole person was furious, his face was flushed, his eyebrows were raised one by one, his face was bursting with green tendons, his teeth were rattling, and his hands were clenched vigorously, as if the sword in front of him was his great enemy, and he wanted to wait for the opportunity to tear it apart.

"Big brother, didn't you say that Uncle He was injured by the Sword of the Cutting Dao?"

"Chopping Dao, you come out for me! You come out for me!!" Uncle He's angry emotions filled the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he roared frantically at the Sword of Chopping Dao above the void.

"No, there is someone in the Sword of the Cutting Dao !!" Xie Qiang yelled in horror, gasping for breath, the cold hairs all over his body exploded, and he hurriedly withdrew the Hongmeng Creation Ding Protector above his head, the wheel of time in his left hand, and the door of space in his right hand, as a combination of forms, and pushed Houtu and Niu Caixia far away.

"Hmm!" Uncle He nodded without looking back, gasped heavily, forcibly suppressed his angry expression, put away the Endless Dao Law emanating from his body, walked to Xie Qiang's side, and looked back at the Sword of Cutting Dao in the void as he walked.

His right hand pointed at the Sword of Cutting Dao above the void, "At first, I thought it was just a clone of the Sword of Cutting Dao, but now he can repair it automatically, it is the real Sword of Cutting Dao!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and do it!" Xie Qiang was shocked when he heard this, and yelled at Uncle He very angrily, "What are you waiting for!"

"Hahaha, what am I waiting for, what am I waiting for!" Uncle He didn't laugh angrily, there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes, "I'm waiting for it to be automatically repaired successfully, and kill the clone of the Dao Lord inside, so that he can't recover this Dao Lord Treasure!"

"What is the Dao Master!" I don't know how long it was, Hongjun Ancestor had already stood up, walked to Xie Qiang's side, and asked very curiously.

"Dao Master, it is equivalent to the Great Dao, and sitting with the Great Dao is another kind of honorific title for the Half-Step Supreme!" Uncle He replied very calmly, but the anger in his whole body was forced by him under the calm appearance, as if it was about to explode at any time, Xie Qiang and Hongjun could feel it.

Above the void, the Sword of the Cutting Path continued to absorb the chaotic qi, repairing the crack in the mouth of the broken blade.

Uncle He seemed to be reminiscing, and as if he was talking to himself. "Kill the Dao Master, hunt me down for countless time and space, and today I will definitely cut off his clone, so that his Dao Lord Treasure will never be recovered!"

Uncle He's expression was sometimes angry, sometimes laughing, sometimes embarrassed, and sometimes stubborn.

"Hongjun, you disperse all the monks, so as not to hurt the innocent for a while," Uncle He first ordered Hongjun, and then said to Xie Qiang, "Just stay by and take a look for a while, this level of battle is not something you can handle." ”

"Uncle He, has your cultivation been restored?" Hongjun obeyed Uncle He's instructions and drove the three thousand monks back to Zixiao Palace, and even Niu Caixia and Houtu followed the large army to avoid Zixiao Palace.

There was a Heavenly Dao in Zixiao Palace, and Hongjun Ancestor stood beside Xie Qiang and Uncle He again.

"How can I recover so easily, but I was injured by the real Dao Lord Treasure," Uncle He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But I am eighty percent sure that if I kill his clone, you will be able to get a complete Dao Lord Treasure!"

"Uncle He, which is stronger or weaker between this Hongmeng Supreme Treasure and the Daoist Supreme Treasure. Hearing that Uncle He was 80% sure, Xie Qiang's mood also relaxed.

"Hongmeng Treasure and Daoist Treasure can not tell which is stronger and which is weak, Hongmeng Treasure Heaven and Earth are naturally formed, Daoist Treasure is refined, functionally Hongmeng Treasure is stronger, Hongmeng Treasure has not heard anyone talk about what can be damaged, unless it is when the Hongmeng space is broken!" Uncle He said slowly, Xie Qiang and Hongjun listened with taste.

"However, when fighting with people, the Dao Lord Supreme Treasure is more than a little bit stronger, each Dao Lord Supreme Treasure is a representative of the Dao Master, and it can suppress the cultivation of all monks below the level of the Dao Master, and when the Dao Lord Supreme Treasure exerts ten percent of its power, even if it is a monk at the level of the Chaos Period, there is no special exercise, that is, a second kill!" Uncle He said as soon as he said it, and the stone was shattered!

"Of course, if it is the same Great Dao Stage Monk, one holding the Hongmeng Treasure and the other holding the Dao Lord Treasure, it is really impossible to distinguish which is stronger and which is weak," Uncle He paused slightly, "The Hongmeng Spirit Treasure or the Hongmeng Treasure can only exert its greatest power in the hands of the Great Dao Period Monk!"

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