As soon as the peach blossom boy's voice fell, he suddenly saw the entire emerald green bamboo forest rising from the ground, and the green bamboos were like sharp swords in the air, filling the sky. Three chains stretched out of a thatched hut in the middle, rattling and circling, forming a huge net of iron cables, straight to the high sky.

"You're not dead," a thunderous voice exploded, coming from the mouth of the man with the spear. When he saw the wire net rolling towards him, he did not panic, and first picked up the spear, set up the oncoming iron rod, and then swung down with one palm, and a great force held the iron net to prevent it from rolling up. shouted: "Even now, do you still think that you can trap me? Break it for me!" As soon as his words fell, the iron net was suddenly disturbed by the huge force, and finally there was a loud bang, and it was really broken by him with one hand.

"It's just a remnant, how can it be compared to me," the man snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the thatched house, as if disdainful. After that, thousands of green bamboos in the high sky turned into green rays and stabbed at the man overwhelmingly. At the same time, the man with the iron rod also sneered.

I saw that the green bamboo and the stick shadow in the sky cooperated with each other, and attacked the man with the gun together, and its power was terrifying, and it was unrivaled for a while. Smash the void to pieces.

The man with the gun was an ancient celestial master, named Taiyi. In the battle of antiquity, he was seriously injured and fell asleep by a humanist master, and only woke up after thousands of years of dormancy, and his cultivation was better than before. He had some trouble with the founder of the Twelve Heavenly Styles, and he was injured by the surnamed Han back then. It was precisely because of Qiu Zhishui's cultivation of the Twelve Heavenly Forms, and the reopening of cause and effect in the dark, that he would wake up.

Powerful people of their level can naturally spy on some of their own causes and effects.

Taiyi saw the green bamboo and stick shadows in the sky, and sneered: "Sun Wukong, Qing Ming, the two of you are injured, crippled, and you dare to stop me at this time." Aren't you afraid of the destruction of the body and the spirit?".

"I don't know who will be destroyed. Hugh wants to boast, eat me a stick" Sun Wukong held the iron rod in both hands and slammed it towards the Taiyi, and there were layers of ripples where the stick passed, which was extremely fast and split time and space.

There was no sound coming from the thatched house, but the green bamboo in the sky cooperated with Sun Wukong and fought with Taiyi in one place.

"The king of the demon world, Sun Wukong?" heresy said, "He is the king of the ancient demon world?".

"The master of the seal in the thatched hut should be Qing Ming. One of the twelve great witches of the underworld—Qing Ming!" said the Yunluo Fairy.

Cang Mu on the side heard the words of the two and said excitedly: "These people are really masters from the ancient world? It's exciting."

The sword stood proudly in the air, his eyes revealing a scorching color.

And Qiu Zhishui and the others were already speechless with excitement at this time, just staring blankly at the air battle, completely shocked by everything in front of them.

Let's talk about the fighting methods of several people in the air.

Facing the attacks of the two masters of Sun Wukong and Qing Ming alone, Taiyi gradually became a little overwhelmed. Although what he said just now was light, the two people in front of him were among the best masters in the primeval period, and if it was the heyday, neither of them could parry it alone. At the moment, although one of them was crippled and the other was sealed in the hut, they couldn't use all their strength. But when the two join forces, the power should not be underestimated.

After fighting for a while, Taiyi saw that he couldn't win alone, and shouted down: "Where are the four Venerables of the Hall of Eternal Life?"

"Here!" replied the Apocalypse Immortal Venerable.

"If you don't kill the three imps below, when?" Taiyi shouted. He had already been aware of the existence of Qiu Zhishui and the others, and knew that one of them was the inheritor of the Twelve Heavenly Forms, and he was opening his mouth at the moment.

"I'm about to make a move," Xuanji replied, and suddenly rushed towards Qiu Zhishui and the others.

This sudden change startled Qiu Zhishui and the others, but they didn't know that the battle in front of them was fought around the three of them.

It is said that there was such a sentence at the end of the primeval period - the twelve styles of the sky, the awakened one of ten thousand demons.

The meaning of this sentence is naturally self-evident, and it is because of this war that there will be.

The mystery of the old way came quickly, and the Tao was mysterious. His sudden attack, whether it is power or speed, is not something that Qiu Zhishui and a few others can hard-hit.

"Is there no one to bully me in the future generations?" The Demon Flow Sword broke off without a trace, and suddenly struck. The sound of the long sword in his hand was unconscious, and the sword light unfolded one after another, fighting with the mysterious old dao, at this moment, the sword was traceless and the fighting spirit was high, and the blood all over his body had been ignited.

"Please also ask the Yunluo Fairy to send the three little friends away. "If the heresy said it, he suddenly flew into the sky, and he actually wanted to fight with that Taiyi.

Kuragi was also unwilling, so he also flew up quickly and killed Taiyi in the distance.

"Later generations of ants will also dare to compete with Haoyue," Taiyi teased.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a new generation replaces the old. "If the heresy comes to the cold word, it will be resolute.

"Boy, will the people of the next generation be worse than you?" said Kuraki.