The original ancestral land of the Wu clan.
Dijiang's body standing tall against the sky and the earth firmly resisted the two huge Buddha hands falling from the sky.
The sound was deafening, and the heroic momentum seemed to be like killing a saint.
But in fact.
A saint is a saint.
An ordinary person, even if the body is made of flesh, it is the pinnacle of quasi-sage.
In front of the saint, he is still an ordinary person.
No one knew how much pressure Di Jiang was under at this time.
Although his body is ten thousand feet tall.
It seemed like he could fight against the two gigantic Buddhas.
But the reality is quite the opposite.
Although the quantity is the same, the quality is vastly different.
The moment he held the two Buddha's hands with his four wings, he felt as if all the energy and blood in his entire body had been drained out in an instant.
The four wings suddenly drooped down with no strength.
Next breath.
The shackles of the power of space law that spread out from his four wings and wrapped around the two golden giant hands also broke and shattered.
Another breath.
Two Buddha hands came down and pressed on Di Jiang's head.
At the moment of contact, Dijiang's six knees were slightly bent.
"Bah!"
"Witch Clan! Never kneel!!!"
Di Jiang roared again, and the six knees that were about to be bent stood upright again.
"Kacha kacha..."
But because of this, the terrifying force spread throughout his body, directly crushing his six legs and breaking them at the same time.
"Rumble..."
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Di Jiang held on for three breaths.
He was already low on energy and blood and was completely crushed. His four wings and six legs were broken one after another, and he returned to his human form, collapsed to the ground, and his blood flowed into a river...
"Brother!!!"
Hou Tu was distraught and rushed towards the Dijiang River.
"Danger!!!"
Xuanyuan roared eagerly when he saw this.
Without Di Jiang's resistance, the two Buddha's hands were already so close, and the terrifying pressure made the earth sink a hundred feet!
"Master!"
"I'm really going to die if you don't come!!"
Xuanyuan called out again in his heart, but at the same time he did not surrender.
"Fuck you saint!!!"
I saw a curse word burst out from his mouth, and the lightning between his eyebrows exploded to the extreme!
Whoosh!
next moment!
A pillar of thunder actually shot out from the third eye between his eyebrows.
But the strange thing is that this thunder pillar did not shoot towards the two Buddha's hands that descended from the sky. Instead, it shot into the void and disappeared in an instant.
It's like it never happened.
The two Buddha's hands covering the sky were less than ten feet away from Xuanyuan and Houtu, and they could even clearly see the dust in the lines of the Buddha's hands.
"It's over...it's gone. The Twelve Ancestral Witches have completely fallen today..."
"The human race is also finished. Just such a human emperor, who finally made a sudden rise, is finished now."
"The three tribes of Lich and Men...were all destroyed in the end...this is so similar to the three great beast tribes of the past!"
"It's scary to think about it carefully, it seems that everything is already destined..."
"Don't think too hard about everything. Isn't it obvious that some shameless person has robbed you?!"
"Saints cannot take action against the common people. This is the rule set by the Taoist ancestors in the past! Why can they turn a blind eye to the rules set by the Taoist ancestors!"
"Alas... Daozu... is still in retreat."
"...."
The great powers of the heavens are neither blind nor stupid.
This time the Lich fights.
Seeing Xuanyuan and Lonely Qiufei jumping up and down, they felt a little contempt in their hearts.
I feel that the human race has finally had the opportunity to rise, but they don't know how to respect themselves, and instead take a trip into this muddy water. I really don't know how high the world is.
But that was the thought before.
At this time, they saw that Xuanyuan and Lonely Qiufei were not afraid at all when facing the saint.
Instead, he dared to resist.
This can't help but make the gods have some changes in their minds about these two human races.
It generates some admiration more or less.
Ask yourself.
If they were to face the saint's strong suppression.
Maybe everyone would have to bow down and obey, how could they dare to say no?
So this time.
Seeing that Xuanyuan was about to die at the hands of the saint Buddha, many powerful men couldn't help but feel a little regretful in their hearts.
There are even a few good powers.
They couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to bear to see the scene of Xuanyuan being photographed to death...
.....
An unknown mountain range somewhere in the eastern land.
Due to the disaster of the sky collapse, almost everything on the ground of this mountain range was destroyed, and there was deathly silence.
But no one knows.
Deep underground in this mountain range.
There is a great innate formation hidden deep inside, which is constantly moving.
While this large formation held up a space, it also obscured the secret of heaven.
In this space, a middle-aged man wearing white clothes was sitting cross-legged on the jade stone.
His eyes flashed with white light, and he looked across countless spaces, looking at the scene happening in the ancestral land of the Wu clan, with a face full of regret.
"well..."
"Fellow Daoist Xiao Yi said this is his clone, but I don't know if it's true or not."
"I hope this is true, otherwise without people like fellow Taoist Xuanyuan who are fearless and powerful, this ancient world will be a bit boring again..."
"What a pity Houtu!"
"I really have no like-minded people in this world..."
Bai Ze sighed repeatedly.
After being cut off from the Yao Yao Clan in the East China Sea that day, he bid farewell to Xiao Yi and left the East China Sea.
I was going to the ancestral land of the Wu clan to find Hou Tu, a like-minded person.
As a result, he came across a ruins on the way that suited him very well, and he couldn't help but enter it, which was a chance.
When he woke up, he found that the outside world had changed.
The Demon Court was destroyed, all thirty-three days were broken, and the heavens collapsed.
The lichs both started a deadly battle.
He had no choice but to continue to stay in the ruins without helping each other.
At this time, seeing that Xuanyuan and Houtu were about to die, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
In his opinion.
How ironic is it that Xuanyuan and Houtu are both his like-minded people, but now they are going to die in the hands of a saint?
pity.
If it were an ordinary enemy, he would definitely help.
Facing the saint?
Now he can only take care of himself...
"Um?!"
"What kind of breath is this?!"
Sudden.
Bai Ze's eyes widened, the white light flickered to the extreme, and he exclaimed...
It seems that I saw something shocking...
...
Wanshou Mountain·Wuzhuang Temple.
An earth-yellow book covers the sky, resisting all natural disasters for this mountain range and this dojo.
He also protected all the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.
It’s still the familiar small courtyard inside the temple.
Qingfeng Mingyue stood guard at the door of the small courtyard, watching the light curtain reflected by the courtyard door together with the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple.
The picture projected in the light curtain is exactly what happened in the ancestral land of the Wu clan.
When he saw Xuanyuan was about to die.
All the Wuzhuang Temple disciples showed expressions of confusion and regret.
To know.
Before, their master had made a decree.
If the Human Emperor comes to Wanshou Mountain, he will be invited to enter the courtyard!
It seems that someone finally wants Master to break his precepts and leave the seclusion completely.
did not think of.
Before Renhuang Xuanyuan arrived, something like this happened...
Now that Xuanyuan is in danger, I am afraid that their master will continue to be in seclusion! ! !
But.
He was facing a saint.
Still two.
They want to help, but they are unable to help!
time.
All the Wuzhuang Temple disciples looked at each other, seeing the anxious look in each other's eyes.
The same is true for the clear breeze and bright moon guarding the door of the small courtyard.
They really don't want to see Zhen Yuanzi stay in seclusion.
Continue like this.
People in the world don’t know Wuzhuang Temple, and they don’t know who the ancestor of the Earth Immortal is! ! !
"Master."
"Why don't you take action to save the Human Emperor?"
After Qingfeng Mingyue looked at each other, they all bowed and worshiped in the small courtyard.
As soon as these words came out.
All the Wuzhuang Temple disciples were also moved.
yes!
There is a master!
Although Zhen Yuanzi never became a saint.
But in their hearts, Zhen Yuanzi's magical powers are as vast as those of Dao Zu!
Since Zhen Yuanzi attaches so much importance to the Human Emperor.
Then it would be better to ask Zhen Yuanzi to take action.
There is no need for anything else, as long as their master takes action, it will break the precepts and leave the seclusion!
As for whether it can be saved?
Many Wuzhuang Temple disciples do not have this problem in their hearts.
How dare you refuse to give their master face when you take Yin Zhunti?
Think of this.
Many disciples also followed suit and bowed and said: "Master, please take action and save the Human Emperor!"
However.
They just spoke.
A familiar voice came from the courtyard: "Needless to say, his destiny is not over yet..."
As soon as these words came out.
All the disciples of Wuzhuang Temple were shocked, and a light flashed in their minds.
Immediately, they all raised their heads and looked at the light curtain of the courtyard door again.
next moment.
The faces of many disciples present changed dramatically...
"This...this is?!"
