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On this day, in many places in Honghuang, the nine sons of the dragon all went north to Beihuang to fight for Longqiuxue and the dragon clan.
In the south of the South China Sea, there is an island of the gods. There is a plane tree on the island, which is so tall that it seems to be able to open the sky and the earth.
On the canopy of the sycamore tree, there is a seven-color palace, which is made of rare glass in the world, and it is the habitat of the Phoenix family.
At this time, an enchanting woman was lying on the palace bed. She was wearing a light veil, and her hair was full of black hair. Behind her, a pair of seven-color pupils were staring unblinkingly at the dragon scale in her hand. .
"Auntie, did Tai Sui agree to our alliance?!"
Next, a lively girl was staring at Emperor Feng with big black eyes, and her voice was clear and sweet, which was really pleasant to hear.
"The alliance matter is likely to be completed, but Kong Shang, you have to go to the Northern Wilderness to help Long Qiuxue safely through the period of joining together after the saint robbery!"
Listening to Emperor Feng's lazy and sweet words, Kong Chang's face was startled.
"Has Long Qiuxue become a saint?!"
"Sooner or later!"
Emperor Feng stretched his waist, and suddenly his graceful curves were revealed, enough to make any man in the world go crazy.
"Okay, Auntie, I'll do my best!"
After a while, a five-color peacock headed straight to the north amidst the high-pitched phoenix cry. Its wings spread thousands of miles, like a cloud hanging from the sky.
Northern Wilderness, Jiuxiao Mountain!
The sea of ??thunder and lightning gradually weakened, and the more than two million creatures onlookers could clearly see a purple real dragon moving sideways in the thunder of destruction, that was Long Qiuxue's body.
"Saint tribulation, he managed to get through it!!"
"A new sage will appear in the Dragon Clan, who can be called the Dragon Emperor!"
"It's hard to say, getting through the saint's calamity is only the first step, and the second step is the key. If you can't last half a stick of incense time in the union period, Long Qiuxue's realm will still fall to the pinnacle of quasi-sage!"
For any quasi-sage who has crossed the catastrophe, what he fears most is not the saint's catastrophe, but the weakest stage of joining the Tao.
Throughout the ages, several Gaidai Tianjiao who successfully crossed the catastrophe were all secretly suppressed by saints during the Taoist period and passed away in reincarnation.
Long Qiuxue can be said to have caught up with the best time.
Now that Dao is in charge of the world, the saints of the heavens are trapped in the dojo and cannot come out, so they cannot intervene.
? Although there are no saints, Long Qiuxue is not safe either. After all, the quasi-sage peak powerhouses of the three religions of Taoism and Zen are holding innate treasures or the best innate spiritual treasures.
"Boom!"
Seeing that Lei Hai was weakening, Bu Feifan stepped forward and descended directly to Jiuxiao Mountain.
The Great Array of Protecting the Mountain was not destroyed, after all, the Tribulation of Saints only targeted Long Qiuxue, which was a blessing among misfortunes for Bu Feifan.
The terrifying heavenly aura was like a silkworm cocoon, wrapping Long Qiuxue's body and the purple real dragon in it. The thunder finally dissipated, and the Wanli territory was completely turned into wasteland.
In the chaotic small world, the cocoons of the Heavenly Dao silkworms rotated slowly, and Bu Feifan could even hear Long Qiuxue's powerful heart beating.
This silkworm cocoon seems to be pregnant with a supreme being, waiting to break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly!
"Combination period!"
Grand Master Xuandu waved his sleeve robe, and said in a deep voice: "People of Taoism, attack quickly, whoever can break the cocoon of heaven, the sage of Taiqing will accept him as a closed disciple!!"
"Boom!"
Just as Master Xuandu finished speaking, Chanjiao Guangchengzi made his move.
With a slight shake of the Pangu banner, the whole world was shattered, and the chaotic air fell like a river of stars, directly submerging the mountain guard formation.
With this blow, Guang Chengzi hit 40% of the power of the Pangu Banner, which is also the limit he can exert so far.
"Boom!"
?The space is broken, time flows like a star, and Bu Feifei feels the world is spinning, everything around him is going backwards, and everything is flying in front of his eyes.
In a trance, he came to the time and saw the long river of time with huge waves.
The boundless river occasionally splashes with waves, but it is the power burst out by the leading figures of each era.
Everything dissipates, come and go quickly!
When Bu Feifan came back to his senses, he looked shocked at the cracked mountain guard formation.
?Pangu Banner's 40% blows almost exhausted Guang Chengzi's energy and spiritual power. His complexion was pale, his footsteps were shaky, and he almost fell from the sky.
"Everyone, hurry up and attack!"
Guang Chengzi sits cross-legged in the sky, swallowing the panacea to recover quickly, while Chi Jingzi, Huanglong Daoist, Taiyi Daoist, Lingbao Master, and other four people already hold their famous innate treasures and prepare to attack the mountain.
"Boom!"
? On the other side, Master Xuandu shook the Tai Chi diagram, and the majestic purple energy rushed towards the mountain protection formation like a flood.
The light curtain shook a few times, shattered suddenly, and disappeared into the sky and the earth into crystal light shards.
"Attack the mountain!!"
At this moment, among the 2 million living beings who were watching from 30,000 miles away, dozens of quasi-sages rushed out, and an earth-shattering aura erupted, undulating in the vast territory, making people suffocated.
The great mage Xuandu retreated, put away the Taiji diagram, and recovered the exhausted spirit and spiritual power.
And the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, who cut off the teaching, also put her bare hands on the Absolute Immortal Sword.
In the dilapidated square, Bu Feifan's starry eyes were mixed with many complicated emotions, and he looked at the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.
After hesitating for a while, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned back and left the battlefield.
"Holy Mother, what are you doing?!"
Guangchengzi and Master Xuandu shouted angrily.
The two of them will not be able to use the Pangu Banner and Taiji Diagram again in a short period of time. They will be sucked up by the two innate treasures, and they may even be sucked to death directly. A decisive blow.
As long as the Juexian sword strikes down, even if Bu Feifan raises his realm to the pinnacle of a quasi-sage with the Nine Apertures to the Sacred Heart, he will not be able to resist.
Without Bu Feifan, Long Qiuxue in the Taoist stage is nothing more than a fish to be slaughtered.
But at this critical moment, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit turned around and left! ?
The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked at Guangchengzi and Master Xuandu, but said nothing.
"Damn it, what the hell is Uncle Tongtian doing?!"
Grand Master Xuandu gritted his teeth, and Guangchengzi's chest heaved with hatred.
After all, Bu Feifan's realm is the real pinnacle of quasi-sages, and they only have half a stick of incense time.
Within half a stick of incense, if Long Qiuxue's head cannot be taken, they will all die here.
"Don't worry about it, let's follow the way of heaven!"
In the murmur of the Great Master Xuandu, the battle to end the old era really kicked off.
"Boom!"
Dozens of quasi-sages, including the Jinxian of Chanjiao, the Eight Immortals of Renjiao, the sub-sage of Confucianism, and the ghost king of the underworld, all rushed towards Bu Feifan.
? In front of the square, Bu Feifan held the god-killing gun tightly in his left hand, and black and white chess pieces in his right hand. He was planning to fight against dozens of quasi-sages, while paying attention to the Zen forces that had not moved in the sky.
"Boom!"
The first blow of the battle was the collision between Bu Feifan and Zhenjiao Huanglong. The spiritual energy rioted, the literary energy raged, and the world changed color. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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