This flood is too dangerous

Boom! ! !

The boundless power is exploding, the void is exploded, the laws are obliterated, and the dojo is collapsing.

Taoist Lingmu didn't even have time to feel sad that the dojo he had worked so hard for hundreds of millions of years was destroyed. He stared at Zhu Jiuyin with horrified eyes, and a boundless storm arose in his heart.

"How can it be so strong?"

"We are both in the late Taiyi class, and I have the blessing of the dojo and the power of the spiritual treasure, but I can only barely compete?"

Zhu Jiuyin is like a ferocious beast in human form, raising his hands and feet to tear the sky and shatter the laws.

Even his magical treasure didn't offer much resistance, allowing the surging attacks to bombard him, as if he was exchanging injuries for injuries.

Therefore, in the first confrontation, Taoist Lingmu fell directly into a disadvantage and changed to a defensive posture.

"A cultivator of Xuanmen with a weak body! No matter how strong his supernatural power is, he is vulnerable to a single blow!" Zhu Jiuyin sneered, and his attack became more and more violent. During the opening and closing, the power of the vast bloodline burst out, and his body shape was erratic.

Lingmu's face was cold, but he was unable to refute. Facing Zhu Jiuyin's attack, he had to do his best to resist.

Violent roars resounded throughout the world, and the terrifying aftermath broke through the boundless dojo, sweeping across the mountains and rivers, attracting the gaze of countless divine eyes.

"The Witch Clan is taking action!"

"The Wu Clan is not in harmony with the Dao Ancestors. I had already guessed that spreading the Tao of Xuanmen would arouse the hostility of the Wu Clan, but I didn't expect it to be so strong!"

"Yes! We still need to be more careful. Although our luck is good, life and conduct are the foundation!"

"Hmph! The Xuanmen Dao was personally passed down by Da Luo Daozu. I don't believe that the Wu clan dares to risk the disapproval of the world!"

"If the Wu clan dares to stop us from preaching and blocking Xuanmen, then we are making enemies of the Taoist ancestors!"

……

For a time, one after another, the mighty souls were carrying information and communicating with each other.

Some are divine and sighing with emotion, some are secretly vigilant, and some are even more divine threatening to face the witch clan directly, and so on.

How true and believable these words are, whether it is to confuse teammates so that he can preach more and share more luck, or to encourage others to gather the Fire Witch Clan so that he can benefit from it, no one can tell.

The war is still going on, but it is about to end.

Just because Taoist Lingmu was already defeated, he already had the intention of quitting.

"Zhu Jiuyin, today you destroyed my dojo. The cause and effect of this incident will be settled in the future." Lingmu shouted angrily, and after another collision and a blow, he retreated.

"No more, I'll settle the matter with you today!" Zhu Jiuyin's tone was cold, and he stepped forward, following the traces of time.

The eyes of the spirit wood were filled with fire, and the endless laws were rushing wildly. He suppressed his anger and said: "Humph, I want to leave, and you can't stop me!"

You must know that the Taiyi Golden Immortal is a world of one person, with infinite magic power and endless laws.

Even though he was somewhat outmatched, he only had a slight disadvantage. At this moment, he wanted to leave, but Zhu Jiuyin couldn't stop him.

Zhu Jiuyin smiled and said nothing, just when the spiritual wood shattered into nothingness and was about to move time and space and leave.

Suddenly, an equally vast and extremely chilling aura bloomed.

"Damn it! There is actually an ancestral witch!" Lingmu's eyes flashed with a hint of horror.

Ping glanced at the spirit tree solemnly, without any nonsense, using his hand as a knife, a white light surged out, with an unparalleled edge, as if it was going to cut through the eternal sky and cut off the past and present.

The ancestral witch of Jin, Ping Suo, possesses the killing skills and is also the most terrifying existence among the twelve ancestral witches.

Zhu Jiuyin sneered, "I told you, you can't escape. The only way out for those who our witch clan wants to kill is death!" Facing this sudden killing, Lingmu raised his hand, and the Lingbao wooden staff transformed into A towering portal, surrounded by endless laws, and infinite fairy light blooming.

Boom! !
The terrifying edge of the killing light fell, and the violent impact shattered the void!
The light dissipated and the laws shattered into pieces. The spirit wood blocked the blow, but the spirit treasure in his hand also added several more cracks.

He took a deep breath, silently took two steps back, and forced himself to calm down: "I am the Xuanmen Taoist lineage, and I am a disciple of the Hongjun Daluo sect. You Wu clan dare to kill me!"

There was no way, the situation was critical, and the two ancestral witches in the late Taiyi period made him feel the danger of falling.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to move out of Hongjun Daluo, hoping to deter Zhu Jiuyin from accepting these two ancestral witches.

Zhu Jiuyin said with a half-smile but not a smile: "You just didn't say anything, it was just about your own business?"

Lingmu: "..."

On the other side, Piao was approaching step by step, "No one can keep the people our witch clan wants to kill."

Lingmu's eyes warily looked back and forth between the two ancestral witches, a sense of sadness welling up in his heart.

The Great Luo knows everything and is omnipotent.

Since he had said Hongjun's name, Hongjun already knew what happened at this time, but the other party did not make any movement.

But in the next moment, Lingmu's eyes became firm. He had practiced countless yuanhui and reached this point, which clearly shows his Taoist heart. He will not give up until the last moment.

Even if it comes to the last moment, even if he falls, he will still fight to the death to give the Witch Clan some color.

As soon as his mind moved, the mighty soul stirred up, and the secret of heaven was stirred up.

"Fellow Taoists, I only preach in my own dojo. The Wu clan is overbearing and overbearing. They actually have the intention to kill and carry out attacks."

"If you fellow Taoists just sit back and watch, the situation I am in today will be the same as that of all my fellow Taoists in the future!"

The extremely majestic thoughts of the soul, carrying the meaning of the spiritual tree, spread throughout the ancient world.

In just a moment, the thoughts of the primordial spirit swept across all directions, and all the saints in the world felt it.

silence!Dead silence!

"There's so much nonsense! Return to heaven and earth!" Zhu Jiuyin's eyes flashed with a cold light, his blood flowed, and time was like a knife, cutting off the years.

"Kill!" Ping Sheng shouted, his murderous intent was unparalleled, destroying the law and destroying the avenue.

"If you want to kill me, you can't even think about it." Lingmu's eyes were filled with tears. Faced with the killing blow from the two ancestral witches, he fought back forcefully.

"Let's die together!" Lingmu held the Lingbao tightly, the soul and the universe were burning, and infinite mana bloomed.

One after another, the laws turned into divine chains and flew, all shining like stars, blessing his body, showing the power that can erase everything!

At this moment, there are thousands of rays of immortal light intertwined, the brilliance is gorgeous, turning into an indestructible killing force!
Boom! ! !
Immortal light exploded, nothingness was destroyed, time and space were extinguished, and many Taiyi powerhouses absorbed their spiritual thoughts.

Just because of this terrible aftermath, even the ordinary sacred souls in the middle stage of Taiyi can destroy the broken ones. Only some of the strongest people who have entered the late stage of Taiyi are still watching carefully.

woohoo~~~
A sad wind blew by, the world became dark, and endless rain of blood fell.

A sacred figure in the late Taiyi period fell, and a Daluo seed that had not yet grown up withered.

Zhu Jiuyin and Liao Shou stood quietly in the void, their indifferent eyes scanning all directions, penetrating the endless void, as if they were staring at every peeping sacred figure.

Although there are no words, it is worth a thousand words.

... (end of this chapter)