The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Lao Tzu looked at the avatar of the saint who was the same as the Tongtian sect master in front of him, and gently stretched out a hand.

Among the wide sleeves, Lao Tzu's hand 14 went straight towards the avatar of the saint in front of him.

From the palm of Lao Tzu's hand, the laws of immortality are constantly gathering at this time.

The sage avatar, bound by chains and unable to move, could only kneel on the ground and raise his head to look at Lao Tzu until Lao Tzu's palm gently pressed against the brow of the sage avatar.

Just when Lao Tzu's hand was placed between the eyebrows of the sage avatar, the power of the law of immortality also turned into a sharp cone and pierced directly into the sea of ​​consciousness of the sage's avatar.

"Boom 44!"

Centered on the sage's clone and the beam of light rising from the entire gossip array, a majestic and huge aura surged towards all directions, and even the nine-bend Yellow River array was shaky again under the impact.

Outside the Great Yellow River Array of Nine Curves, on the battlefield that was subdued because the Netherworld star had disappeared, the people of the Western Zhou Dynasty were also shocked by the impact.

Fairy Sanxiao of Jieshi Mountain was already scarred from the battle with the two sages of the prehistoric wilderness. At this time, under the impact of that breath, she also flew backwards until they re-focused on the gossip array— —

Under the golden light of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array, the avatar of the sage, whose body became tall and mighty, was kneeling in front of Lao Tzu with his eyes blank. And kept flying out from the eyebrows.

That ethereal light is exactly the spiritual thought of a saint hidden in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array when the Tongtian Sect Master, the founder of the Intercept Sect, laid down the Nine-Bend Yellow River Array.

Until the spiritual sense of the sect master of Tongtian was extracted by Lao Tzu from the sage avatar, the huge body of the sage avatar naturally remained motionless.

Compared with the slaughter of the two saints when I just dealt with Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun, at this time, the avatar of the saint was just an empty shell. With the cold snort of Lao Tzu, the avatar of the saint who lost the blessing of spiritual sense suddenly disintegrated into a large array. A little bit of gold inside.

As Lao Tzu waved his hand, a space crack was also torn from the beam of light that shot up into the sky, engulfing all the golden light in it.

The chains and rays of light both converged and returned to nothingness, and the entire gossip formation sank into the ground again, while Lao Tzu held the spiritual sense of the Tongtian sect master in his hands, and flew down slowly in the sky.

"Brother 087, what should I do with Tongtian's Spiritual Mind?"

After flying back to the ground, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Lao Tzu who had already extracted Tongtian Cult Master's Spiritual Mind from the saint's body and asked.

"So as not to leave trouble."

Without the slightest hesitation, Lao Tzu just smashed it with two fingers, and the Law of Immortal Dao quickly destroyed the spiritual sense of the Tongtian sect master.

Only in this way can Fairy Yunxiao and the others not be able to use this divine sense to recreate another saint clone.

However, at the same time that Lao Tzu's fingers were crushing the spiritual sense of the Tongtian sect master, the Tongtian sect master on another battlefield in Honghuang had a sudden change..."

Chapter [-] Tongtian vs Kunpeng!

Just when Nether Star revealed his identity, Lao Tzu, Yuanshi Tianzun, and even Daoist Receiver and Daoist Zhunti of the Western Sect appeared on the battlefield of the Great Desolate Conferring Gods, the Tongtian sect master who had already received the help of Immortal Yunxiao had already left the customs in person.

However, just as he was on his way to the battlefield of Fengshen, he encountered the Kunpeng ancestor who came to kill him.

In the blood-devouring Tianpeng formation, Kunpeng's ancestor was frantically driving the various magical powers of the blood-devouring Tianpeng formation to bombard the Tongtian sect master.

The Tongtian sect master ran the laws of immortality with an indifferent face, blocking the various magical powers in the Kunpeng ancestor's blood-devouring Tianpeng formation.

"Well……"

Cult Master Tongtian took a steep step back, his face turning pale for a while.

I saw Tongtian Sect Master waving his sleeves, avoiding the black magic claws that Kunpeng ancestors had drawn towards his chest, and instantly suppressed his just a little chaotic atmosphere.

Although Kunpeng ancestors were trapped in the blood-devouring Tianpeng formation, the whole body was enveloped in darkness that could not see five fingers, but Tongtian sect master still turned his head to look in the direction of the battlefield of conferred gods.

Just now, it was the spiritual sense of the saint who was left in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Array by the Master Tongtian who was extracted from the clone by Lao Tzu and completely destroyed.

"I didn't expect that even this kind of means wouldn't last for a long time, hey...¨¨..."

The loss of a Divine Sense clone does not have much impact on the Tongtian sect master, but the Nine-Bend Yellow River Great Array is about to be broken, and Fairy Sanxiao of Jieshi Mountain is about to step into the back of the other disciples and die in the Battle of Conferred God. Tongtian sect leader was instantly a little angry.

As a saint, the disciples in his sect have actually become pawns for other powerful people to compete and sacrifice.

"Tongtian, die!"

Behind the Tongtian Sect Master, the old Kunpeng ancestor, who was already insane, stared at the crimson eyes and stretched out his claws toward the Tongtian Sect Master's heart.

Behind the Kunpeng ancestor, the dark aura in the blood-devouring Tianpeng formation continued to transform into a pair of black wings behind the Kunpeng ancestor. During the violent vibration, the Kunpeng ancestor's body had directly appeared in the Tongtian leader's body. Behind him, the sharp claws were close at hand to the back of the Tongtian Sect Master.

However, with just this little distance, Kunpeng's ancestor still failed to successfully hit the body of the Tongtian sect master.

At the moment Kunpeng's ancestor made his move, two rays of light also shot out from the eyes of the Tongtian sect master. In front of and behind the Tongtian sect master, the flow of time and space instantly slowed down, almost as if it were stagnant.

Under the reversal of the power of time and space, the figure of Tongtian sect master also changed to the back of Kunpeng ancestor with a ".〃hu".

"You don't take this seat too seriously! Kunpeng, don't forget that you are a traitor!"

The Tongtian Sect Master snorted coldly, and when he turned his hands (by Li Zhao), a beam of light shot out from his wrists, which manifested into chains and smashed the illusionary black wings behind Kunpeng's ancestors into pieces.

Not only that, the other end of the chain was also clenched by Tongtian Sect Master, and the other end was wrapped around one of Kunpeng ancestor's ankles.

The chains manifested by the Law of Immortal Dao are the same as those used by Lao Tzu to bind the avatars of saints, and they are also engraved with dense Dao runes. ."

Chapter [-]: Supernatural collision!

Chapter [-] Kunpeng Supernatural Powers

Seeing that the space around him was completely wrapped in black viscous matter, and he wanted to drag himself into the endless darkness, Tongtian Sect Master immediately snorted.

As one of the six saints under the ancestor of Hongjun, how could the sect master of Tongtian easily let those dark substances hinder him?

"If this seat is blocked by you, you must personally slay your Primordial Spirit by a thousand swords!"

The leader of Tongtian angered the ancestor Kunpeng who was chasing after him. Immediately, a long sword that gathered rays of light appeared from the right hand of the leader of Tongtian.

The dozens of lightsabers that were originally flying in the blood-devouring Tianpeng formation, at this time, also with the swing of the long sword in the hands of the Tongtian sect master, the blades were turned outward again, and the hilts formed a circle, sending out a "clattering". The trembling sound of Jin Tie shot towards Kunpeng's ancestor - Feifei.