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

Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace, and Saint Taiqing did not notify anyone. He gathered all his energy into his body and quietly left Shouyang Mountain.

For a saint, once he makes up his mind to do something, he will not hesitate.

For the stability of Honghuang, he had to let Tongtian down.

Tongguan, as an important place of Dashang, as the last checkpoint from Xiqi to Dashang, is known as the first checkpoint in the world.

"This evil spirit is so thick!"

Yu Hua smacked his lips!

As a fourth-generation disciple of Jiejiao, Yu Hua's master was Yu Yuan, the One-Qi Immortal, so he was naturally knowledgeable.

From the top of Tongguan City, you can clearly see the thick evil spirit shrouding Tongguan!

Black with red, killing supreme, even from such a distance, Yu Hua's hair stood on end!

Is this the killing calamity of heaven and earth?

It's really terrifying!

Just now, he gave up the resistance directly. If he resisted to the end, with the power of the killing calamity of heaven and earth, I'm afraid he would be hurt immediately and his Tao fruit would be damaged.

At this moment, above Tongguan, the space trembled violently, and then quickly returned to its original state, and a figure appeared in the air.

He was wearing a green Taoist robe, who else could it be but Tongtian?

"Such a heavy calamity!"

Tongtian was a little surprised, but soon calmed down.

As soon as he thought about it, four phantoms of divine swords appeared behind him!

The supreme killing aura soared into the sky, and actually shattered the vast calamity.

Tongguan, which was originally shrouded by the calamity, suddenly became clear.

As the calamity dissipated, in an instant, countless Daluo and even quasi-saints in the prehistoric land projected their souls to Tongguan.

Three months later, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was set up above Tongguan.

This news had already spread throughout the prehistoric world. If it weren't for the calamity, the real body would have come to Tongguan long ago.

But now, the supreme killing aura of the four Zhuxian swords dispelled the calamity of Tongguan, and the world became clear again.

These great powers naturally put their souls into Tongguan at the first time, ready to watch this great battle!

The saints started a war, which has never happened since Pangu created the world!

After dispelling the calamity of Tongguan, Tongtian closed his eyes and waited.

Half an incense stick of time passed, and a light sound came from the void, and Yuanshi's figure also appeared.

Wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe, with a majestic face and a fairy-like style, he looked at Tongtian coldly.

"Yuanshi, you are here."

Tongtian looked at Yuanshi unceremoniously, and the intention of fighting was brewing in his heart.

"After this battle, the Jiejiao Daotong no longer exists!"

Yuanshi's voice was even colder than Tongtian, and a strong murderous aura spread!

"Oh, just you? You are worthy!"

Tongtian's sneer became even stronger!

"And our brothers!"

A pure golden Buddha light flashed, and Zhunti and Jieyin appeared in the same place.

The two of them stepped to Yuanshi's side, and their bodies emitted a faint golden glow.

The aura of immortality came over and locked onto Tongtian.

The billions of great powers in the prehistoric world all lowered their auras to the extreme and watched the battle silently.

For them, just observing the battle between the saints was already a great opportunity.

"Zunti, Jieyin, are you here to destroy my Jiejiao sect this time?"

Tongtian asked coldly.

Zhunti snorted, "Tongtian, this prehistoric world is not the prehistoric world of your Jiejiao sect. This catastrophe is destined for your Jiejiao sect and cannot be avoided."

Jieyin's face was calm, even with some compassion for the world.

"Brother Tongtian, admit defeat as soon as possible. You are not the opponent. Once the war begins, your victory or defeat will naturally not matter, but Jiejiao."

Jieyin's words stopped here, and the four swords of Zhuxian behind Tongtian had condensed into substance in an instant.

"Fellow Daoists, no need to talk nonsense. If you have the ability, come and break my sword formation!"

"Crack!"

Thunder suddenly sounded from the ground!

The sword of Zhuxian, the sword of Luxian, the sword of Juexian, and the sword of Xianxian, spanning the east, west, south, and north. On the sword, the supreme sword energy of killing spread, and suddenly it was just outlined from the east, west, south, and north. The infinite silver-white sword light flashed, as if it had become a world composed of sword energy.

The terrifying killing energy suddenly vibrated and rushed straight to Lingxiao!

In Lingxiao Palace, Haotian's face turned pale and even heavier!

"Saint. This is the saint with full combat power!"

The gap between the quasi-saint and the real saint is like a chasm.

As long as the saint is below the saint in the prehistoric times, no matter how amazing the talent is, it is like a pearl covered in dust, unable to bloom its own brilliant brilliance.

Suddenly, an idea came to Haotian's mind!

It is difficult for a saint to make a name for himself in the prehistoric world, but if a saint leaves the prehistoric world, what will the prehistoric world look like?

In the endless sea of ​​blood, on the turbulent sea, a figure appeared at some point.

That figure, wearing a blood-colored robe, was very handsome and strange.

He stared at the direction of Tongguan, his face was solemn, but his eyes were actually full of excitement.

"The Battle of Saints."

Minghe licked his lips, waved his hand slightly, and his body instantly dissipated on the surface of the sea of ​​blood.

Wanshou Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi's expression was very complicated.

Although he knew about this catastrophe, Zhen Yuanzi never thought that this catastrophe would actually touch the saint!

Once the catastrophe touches the saint, it can no longer be called an ordinary catastrophe, but an infinite catastrophe!

When the infinite catastrophe begins, even the saint is in danger of falling!

"I hope this catastrophe can be controlled, otherwise, when the killing catastrophe comes together, it will be all living things that will suffer."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed, turned around and returned to Wuzhuang Temple, and stayed inside.

In addition to Minghe, Zhen Yuanzi and other top great powers in the prehistoric world, the rest of the cultivators were also paying close attention to Tongguan.

The saints started a war, which had never happened in the prehistoric world for billions of years, and they had no choice but to pay attention.

Above Tongguan, Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin all felt the sharp aura of the four swords of Zhuxian, and couldn't help but flash a trace of fear!

After not seeing each other for many years, Tongtian's sword intent has become stronger again!

But they still have a backhand that has not been released!

Suddenly, Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin slightly turned their bodies and bowed, saying, "Please show up, senior brother."

"Senior brother?"

There was an uproar in the hearts of countless great powers in the prehistoric world. Who else could be called senior brother by Yuanshi, Zhunti, and Jieyin?

Could it be that the Taiqing saint who did not fight or grab and followed the natural way of the great way would also participate in this catastrophe?

In front of the four swords of Zhu Xian, Tongtian was stunned, his pupils shrank slightly, and he followed the gaze of Yuanshi and the other three.

Above Tongguan, the wind soon blew, and the breeze blew, tearing the space.

The white-haired Taiqing Saint rode a green ox and slowly walked out of the space crack, glancing at the four saints with a calm expression.

A trace of shock flashed across Tongtian's calm face, "Brother, you are here too!"

Tongtian was not surprised by the arrival of the Taiqing Saint, but that he did not know that the Taiqing Saint was coming.

In other words, it is very likely that the Taiqing Saint came this time and was an enemy rather than a friend.