Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

A saint has endured for thousands of eons without being tainted by cause and effect. He always exists with heaven and coexists with Tao. He is truly a person with great supernatural powers.

Once he loses his face and goes to the end personally, even if the saint's true form does not take action, it is definitely not something Xuangui can resist.

But if apart from the saint, Guang Nanji and Bai Lian are no match for Xuangui.

As for Sanxiao, even with Kong Xuan's eyes, the Nine-Meandering Yellow River Formation was extremely mysterious.

I secretly thought that there was a high probability that I could take a rest today.

At this time, in Jiutian, on the battlefield, Xuangui sacrificed Xuanshui turtle shell, with unparalleled defense, suppressing Bai Lian and fighting in Antarctica.

The two of them only had the ability to parry, but not to fight back. As for Xuangui, his expression was indifferent, as if he was lifting his weight effortlessly, it was effortless.

Antarctica, Bai Lian cursed in her heart, how could such an old monster be willing to join the Jie Cult as a deputy leader? It's really unbelievable!

On the other side, Liu Er fought with Ran Deng. Ran Deng, a quasi-sage in his early days, had just killed the good corpse.

Liu Er, who was in the early stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal, held an iron soldier in his hand, uniting nature and man, and also suppressed Ran Deng at a disadvantage.

On the other side, in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, Sanxiao reinforced the top-notch innate spiritual treasure, Hunyuan Golden Dou.

In the nine-bend formation of the Yellow River, Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi entered the formation respectively to fight against the golden immortals of Chanjiao and the four great direct descendants of the West.

At this time, in the great formation, the sky and the earth were lined up, the Yellow River was in full swing, the wind was rustling, and the black mist filled the sky and obscured the sun and moon.

The endless dark wind covered the sky and the sun, rolled up hundreds of millions of yellow sand, and rushed towards everyone.

The four great descendants of the West gathered together, smiling Maitreya showed his big belly and said, "Look at the power of my human race bag."

After saying that, he claps his left hand, and the human race bag appears in the palm of his hand. Mana pours into it, and a terrifying suction force is immediately felt, continuously sucking in the yellow sand in front of him.

Da Shizhi said in surprise, "Can you still do this? The famous Nine-bend Yellow River Formation is nothing more than that!"

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, even thinking about it.

Sanxiao is, after all, a female figure. Even if she has the Taoist skills at the peak of Daluo Jinxian and has the best innate spiritual treasure as the formation eye, how much ability can she have?

Right now, in this great formation, there are seven direct descendants of Da Luo from the Chan Sect and four great direct descendants from the West. If they break the formation, they can be captured easily!

The Twelve Golden Immortals on the side couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. If the yellow sand in the sky could be sucked in by the human seed bag, then the power of this large array seemed to be no more than that.

But what no one noticed was that as he inhaled a large amount of yellow sand, Maitreya's face became increasingly ugly.

After another dozen breaths, Maitreya's expression suddenly changed, "Not good!"

After saying that, he quickly threw out the humanoid bag, and saw that the mouth of the humanoid bag expanded rapidly, and then spit out all the yellow sand that had been swallowed.

But even so, it was a step too late. There were already slight cracks on the human race bag, which was ranked as a middle-grade innate spiritual treasure, and the spiritual aura was greatly reduced.

Maitreya took back the human seed bag with great distress and took it out to warm it up in the Ni Gong Pill.

"Senior Brother Maitreya, what's going on?"

Everyone was shocked, even in disbelief.

Brother Maitreya's human race bag can accommodate all things in the world, not to mention it.

But it can also hold more than 90% of the things in the world.

This yellow sand is so powerful?

Maitreya was shocked, "This yellow sand is extremely unusual. It contains the energy of eliminating immortals, trapping immortals, damaging immortals, and killing immortals. If it continues to be filled, the human race bag will probably explode."

As Maitreya was talking, large pieces of yellow sand rolled up violently with the strong wind!

They rushed towards the Seven Golden Immortals of Kunlun and the four direct descendants of the West.

"No, everyone, hurry up and stop it!"

Even the human race bag can't hold this endless yellow sand, let alone everyone's immortal body.

"Bantian Seal!"

"Yin Yang Mirror!"

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover!"

"Immortal-killing sword!"

"Medicine Pot!"

"Mixed with gold and golden cymbals!"

All the true immortals and eight immortals crossed the sea, each showed his magical powers, and each offered his own powerful magic weapon.

In an instant, the infinitely bright spiritual treasure brilliance covered the sky and the sun, hitting the yellow sand coming from all directions.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The power of the Lingbao was unparalleled, and it instantly scattered the yellow sand.

When everyone saw it, they were immediately surprised and said, "It works!"

Next to Hunyuan Jindou, Sanxiao's beautiful face showed coldness, "How can a mere Lingbao be the opponent of my Nine-bending Yellow River Formation?"

The three people activated the Hunyuan Golden Dou, and infinite mana poured out.

In an instant, the yellow sand spread even more fiercely, rushing toward everyone one after another.

All the Golden Immortals and the direct descendants of the West immediately activated their magic weapons and once again knocked the yellow sand away.

In just a quarter of an hour, everyone took action more than a dozen times.

Just when everyone was looking at the magic weapon and the power of law spreading to the heaven and earth, and preparing to replenish it, they were shocked to find that the way of heaven had disappeared!

"This, how is this possible!"

All the golden immortals and the direct descendants of the West looked shocked.

The inability to use the power of law to communicate with the way of heaven means that they cannot get supplies!

Without supplies, how many times can they carry out such an attack?

Theoretically speaking, when a monk reaches the Golden Immortal, his five qi will reach the vitality, and his magic power will be endless.

Taiyi Golden Immortal, condenses the three flowers on the top, Daluo Golden Immortal, cultivates the power of the supreme law, and the three flowers bloom.

Then there is no need to worry about the consumption of mana, because it is inexhaustible.

But the premise of all this is that they can communicate with the way of heaven.

Now, they can't sense the way of heaven, so naturally they can't replenish their mana!

Guangchengzi had the most extensive experience, and immediately said with a gloomy face, "It's not that the Heavenly Dao disappeared, but that it was covered by the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation!"

When these words came out, everyone's face suddenly turned pale, "What should we do then!"

In the prehistoric land, the Heavenly Dao was strong. No matter where they were, everyone had never encountered a situation where they could not replenish their mana. This really set a precedent.

Guangchengzi's face was gloomy, "At this point, what else can we do? Naturally, we have to capture the Three Heavens before the mana is exhausted."

When everyone heard this, they were immediately in trouble. There were countless yellow sands in the Yellow River Formation, covering the sky and the sun, and Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi were eyeing them covetously. It was definitely not an easy task to capture the Three Heavens.

But at the moment, there was no good way.

Guangchengzi whispered, "The Fantian Seal in my hand is indestructible. You open the way for me, and I will definitely catch the Sanxiao."

This Fantian Seal, which was made from a section of Buzhou Mountain, is extremely powerful, comparable to the best innate spiritual treasure!

"Okay."

Everyone naturally had no objection.

All of a sudden, everyone sacrificed their spiritual treasures again, and the infinite light of the spiritual treasures bloomed, which suddenly blew away the yellow sand and made a passage.

Guangchengzi flew up and fiercely sacrificed the Fantian Seal.

The terrifying Fantian Seal bloomed with infinite Xuanhuang light and smashed towards the Sanxiao.

The Sanxiao shook his head slightly and gave Yang Jian and the other two a look.

The three of them immediately roared and rushed towards Guangchengzi.

"Three-pointed double-edged sword!"

"Qiankun circle!"

"Purple gold wind and thunder stick!"

The three of them sacrificed their spiritual treasures and suddenly collided with the Fantian Seal.

Three clear sounds were heard, and the three-pointed double-edged sword, the Qiankun Circle, and the purple-gold wind-thunder stick flew out and fell into the hands of Yang Jian and the other two. The Fantian Seal was no longer sharp and flew back into Guangchengzi's hands.

Yang Jian and the other two raised their mouths slightly, and immediately surrounded Guangchengzi in the form of three talents.

Guangchengzi looked at Yang Jian and the other two coldly, "Do you think that you three can stop me?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Whether I can stop you or not, it's not enough to say it with your mouth. I have to try it."

Nezha pointed at Guangchengzi with the Qiankun Circle, his face full of disdain, "After entering the Nine-bend Yellow River formation of Uncle Sanxiao, you still want to get out? What a joke!"

"Humph, a group of juniors dare to be so arrogant!"