In less than an hour, six sects had been wiped out by the Six-Winged God, and no one survived.
Going eastward, he stopped when he came outside the Quanzhen Sect.
He frowned and slapped him, but was blocked by the Quanzhen Sect's mountain-protecting formation.
The Quanzhen Sect is the ancestral court of the northern sect of Taoism, and its mountain-protecting formation is not weaker than Kunlun Mountain at all. It is tantamount to wishful thinking for the six-winged gods to break through the formation here.
After attacking for a while, the Seraphim gave up completely, leaving a mountain range like ruins behind, and he continued to kill eastward.
Halfway through the flight, he suddenly changed his appearance. His destination was Longhu Mountain!
Ninety-nine beautiful peaks appeared in front of the Six-Winged God, and his expression suddenly became solemn.
Even if he doesn't pay much attention to Dongtu, he still knows the name of Longhu Mountain.
At this moment, seeing these ninety-nine peaks that were not dragon-shaped but had majestic momentum, the six-winged god had to be cautious.
Arrogant to be arrogant, he still needs to be cautious. Doesn't he know that China has a backup plan?
Impossible, he knew!
The reason why I still come in is not only because the skilled artist is brave, but more importantly, it’s for Taishan’s ancestral weapon!
Before he came out, someone told him that the Taishan Ancestral Artifact would hopefully allow them to go one step further and even return to the Ancestral Star.
Therefore, his initial destination was Mount Tai.
However, the old Heavenly Master had been guarding Mount Tai for a long time, and the most important ancestral artifact must have been taken away by him, so he changed the route halfway to Longhu Mountain.
The Six-Winged God came and directly shocked the leader who was retreating in Longhu Mountain.
When he saw the mountain protection formation being activated, he knew that Longhu Mountain had encountered a powerful enemy!
For the Taishan Ancestral Artifact, the Six-Winged God was bound to get it, so even if Longhushan activated the mountain-protecting formation, he would still take action forcefully.
With one punch, the terrifying divine light shook the world, and the bright morning light swept across the sky, like an ancient sacred mountain pressing towards Longhu Mountain.
The veteran Taoist at the level of the leader of Longhu Mountain had a heavy face and personally controlled the formation to resist the attack of the Six-Winged God.
Boom!
A low thunder sounded from the void, and then a terrifying thunder explosion instantly descended outside Longhu Mountain.
The Six-Winged God's fist was blocked by the thunder explosion. What was even more frightening was that a dragon and a tiger were born in the thunder explosion. They roared and killed the Six-Winged God with a terrifying aura.
There was great surprise in the eyes of the Six-winged God. Along the way, he had never encountered such resistance.
Longhu Mountain is indeed the ancestral home of Taoism, and it still has some heritage.
However, he is the King of Dao Slayers. It is okay to block him with the mountain guard formation, but it is far from enough to attack him!
It didn't take long for a dragon and a tiger to be smashed into pieces in mid-air by the six-winged god.
"Hand over the Taishan Ancestral Artifact, otherwise, I will make the land around Longhu Mountain thousands of miles away today!"
Chains of laws emerged behind the six-winged god, and one end disappeared into the void, as if he suddenly turned into a thousand-armed demon.
"dream!"
The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, and took action again, controlling the Longhu Mountain Formation, turning into a god and demon and killing the six-winged god.
Two terrifying figures started fighting outside Longhu Mountain, and a path appeared on the ground, limiting the aftermath within Longhu Mountain.
Otherwise, the aftermath of their battle would cause countless mortal deaths.
With the blessing of the great formation, the old Taoist could fight with the Six-Winged God, but that was all he could do.
After the two sides fought for a while, the Six-Winged God suddenly withdrew and flew out of the Longhu Mountain Formation. The old Taoist could not chase him out.
"No, I will do what I say!"
boom!
A building dozens of stories high collapsed, and the screams of countless mortals immediately rang out below.
It didn't end, and then under the continuous attacks of the Six-winged God, more disasters began to befall the mortal cities around Longhu Mountain.
Meteorites falling from the sky, violent earthquakes, fire and rain, a scene of the end of the world.
The old Taoist priest's face was gloomy and scary, but he couldn't go out. If it were before, he could have fought out without hesitation.
However, now, the old Heavenly Master has broken through and there is no news. If he fails and something happens to him again, the inheritance of Longhu Mountain will really be cut off!
"Hahahaha, die to me!"
Laughing wildly and unbridled, the six-winged god vented the violence in his heart while opening his mouth to swallow blood.
Countless voices were sucked up into the sky, including some monks who had traveled around the world. At this moment, they were no different from mortals. They were all eating blood.
In just a short while, ten thousand people were devoured by the Six-Winged God.
"It's so delicious. I will eat it to my heart's content today!"
With a gloomy smile, he licked his lips with his slender tongue, and looked at the metropolis with more people.
The screams, supplications, and roars of the mortals below were the source of his happiness.
The more people there are and the louder the noise, the more excited he gets.
"Come on, make this fear stronger!"
The six wings vibrated slightly, covering the sky and the sun, and he was about to completely engulf the city.
But at this moment, the sky suddenly became cloudy.
Yes, it was not blocked, but it was really cloudy, and dark clouds instantly gathered above Longhu Mountain.
The six-winged god stopped swallowing, raised his head suddenly, and looked solemnly at the dark cloud that suddenly appeared.
Click!
Huge thunder and lightning fell from the sky, like purple dragons piercing the sky one after another.
One day, it started to rain lightly.
The rain soon gathered into a river on the ground, a river of blood!
Amidst the thunder and lightning, a dark figure walked out from inside. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, with an immortal air and Taoist bones, and his face was...gloomy!
"Holy city, what a holy city!"
"You are so reckless in our land of China, killing my people and destroying my mountain gate. Who...gave you the courage!"
As if a volcano erupted and a tsunami shook the sky, a low and loud sound resounded throughout the world, overwhelming the rumbling thunder and silencing the wails below.
Two angry beams of light broke through the sky, causing thick dark clouds to sweep across thousands of miles, and two huge vortexes appeared, as if they were his eyes.
Thousands of miles away from Kunlun Mountain, Jiang Chen suddenly felt a sore nose when he heard the voice of the Heavenly Master.
Heavenly Master is back!
He's finally back!
In Kunlun Mountain, Master Xuechen and Taoist Qiri breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. They were ready to break the jade into pieces.
Outside the territory, the Pope frowned when he saw this scene, but the old Taoist priest Abbot Shan opposite him smiled.
One step later, thunder sounded in the sky.
Two steps, and thunder poured down.
Three steps, one hand raised, Lei Hai surrendered.
In four steps, the law takes shape, accompanied by the dragon and the tiger.
Five steps, the heavens move in rhythm, and the heaven and earth synchronize.
The old Heavenly Master walked towards the Six-Winged God step by step. After five steps, the sound of his heartbeat had replaced the thunder in the sky.
The Six-Winged God couldn't help but retreat, his eyes full of horror.
He actually killed Dao!
