Thousands of miles away.
Ye Yuqi struck with a sword and attacked Emperor Ziwei, intending to destroy the completion of Emperor Ziwei's obeisance.
However, at this time, the four star kings who escaped from the Zhenwu Dharma Body were no longer in a hurry. They saw this sword light coming from the end of the sky:
"really!"
"In this mission, there are people from the Xianji Organization who want our camp to fight!"
"Stop her, don't let her ruin the emperor's worship!"
Big Dipper Lord stepped out immediately, slashed the divine light of life and death across the sky, and intercepted Ye Yuqi's sword:
"I'll stop her, you go and capture the mother and son quickly. As long as the emperor succeeds in killing several Wudang disciples in the Seven Section Formation, we will capture Zhang Cuishan's wife and children, and then use the soul search method to get the whereabouts of the Demon Sealing Knife. , this mission is completed!”
"rest assured!"
Wuquxingjun, Wenquxingjun, Huodexingjun, and the sixth newcomer, who had just escaped from life and death danger, all attacked Yin Susu!
Unexpectedly.
At this time, a wine gourd appeared in front of them:
"The bastards from the Shinhwa Organization want to touch this mother and son, so they have to get through me, Chunyangzi, first!"
Suddenly, a voice appeared again between heaven and earth. A wine gourd, carrying the power of the mountain, hit Lord Huodexing who was closest to Yin Susu's mother and son.
"Junyangzi, it's you!"
Lord Huo Dexing was blocked in his action. He roared angrily and suddenly recognized the person. He was the old enemy he had encountered in previous reincarnation missions. At that moment, he punched him.
"And us!"
But after Chunyangzi appeared, a Taoist wearing a mask of Taiyi Zhenren also appeared immediately. He squeezed the lotus seal with his hand and flew out from the lotus a magic spear, wrapped in flames, and shot at another Wenqu Xingjun.
Not only him, there were two more women behind him, both wearing masks, one holding a sword, the other holding a piano...
In an instant, the sound of the piano was loud and clear between heaven and earth, carrying a soul-suppressing magic power that affected several people.
Seeing some mysterious people appear in the sky.
Yin Susu was stunned while holding her son. She didn't know why these people with mysterious masks came to save her.
Not far away, the heads of the righteous sects such as Kong Wen and Mie Mie were also shocked.
"Who are these people?"
"Why do so many masters suddenly appear in the world that we don't know about?"
However, the Extinct God Ni was only looking at the sky at this time.
Because of Beidou Xingjun's obstruction and without Ye Yuqi's destruction, Ziwei Emperor bowed down and bowed his hands, almost flush with the earth.
boom!
After bowing, a sharp pain suddenly appeared in the souls of the Seven Heroes of Wudang Mountain.
Click~~
Visible to the naked eye, cracks began to appear in the Zhenwu body, and waves of death and decay appeared on them.
"this!"
The God of Extinction was also dumbfounded.
Immediately, there was fierceness in her eyes:
"Everyone, this is a great opportunity. This Your Excellency is obviously an ally of the Demon-Slaying Path like us. At this time, he is restraining the seven people from Wudang Mountain. Why don't we break the formation of these seven people?!"
One word woke everyone up.
This voice also reached the ears of Yin Susu, the Seven Wudang Heroes, and the twelve thousand Wudang Sword Immortals.
Suddenly, they were all confused.
"This...is it really God who wants to destroy my family?"
Yin Susu looked desperate and looked at Emperor Ziwei who bowed to Zhenwu Dharma Body for the second time:
"Who are these people..."
She had already had hope of returning to the Central Plains. After all, the power of the Seven Zhenwu Formation was as incredible as the rumors said. The seven people working together could be said to be able to defeat all major martial arts sects in the world.
But, who can tell her who these mysterious people are who are killed out of the sky?
Don't belong to any faction?
The purple-robed young man at the head actually possesses more terrifying cultivation than the masters of various sects, and he also masters this more heaven-defying curse-killing technique!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Ye Yuqi was entangled by Beidou Xingjun, and looked at the Ziwei Emperor who bowed down for the second time, with a pale face:
"Why is this confrontation mission so difficult? The Book of Seven Arrows, why can the Mythical Organization actually afford such a forbidden technique!!"
This terrifying forbidden technique in the Era of Gods was said to be able to kill even the Immortal Golden Immortal back then!
Although what Emperor Ziwei possesses is not genuine, it is enough to allow him to run rampant in this difficult world of reincarnation, provided that he needs to bear enough terrible karma.
The most fearful thing about the curse-killing technique is cause and effect.
However, even so, its terrifying lethality is enough for too many people to ignore this.
"If the main mission fails, each person will need to deduct 5,000 good deeds. If the two little girls Zhiwei and Yushu do not have enough good deeds, they will be directly wiped out..."
Ye Yuqi became anxious.
The same goes for other Xianji members, who all gritted their teeth.
The Shinhwa Organization actually has the Nailhead Seven Arrows book. This is so unfair!
Could it be that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation put them on this mission just to have them massacred and cleaned up by the mythical ancestor?
Click~~
The second prayer.
The minds of the Wudang Seven Heroes were all gloomy.
"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my family, how could the whole Wudang family be brought into trouble..."
Zhang Cuishan was desperate and remorseful. He looked up to the sky and cried out in great pain. He looked at the six brothers who were immobilized by the nail-headed light and could not move. He felt the terrifying killing power of the Ziwei Emperor's second bow, which had begun to tear apart their souls. .
At the end of the gaze, there are ecstatic sects from all over the world, such as Kong Wen Shen Monk, Extermination Shen Ni, Xian Yu Tong and other major sect leaders. With a sneer, they lead all the masters to kill, as if to determine the outcome of this battle.
"Fifth brother, you don't have to be like this. We, brothers, will be together in life and death. If we die, we will die. I have nothing to be sorry for, brother and you..."
Song Yuanqiao was unafraid, but there was also a hint of sadness in his eyes:
"But we really feel sorry for the whole family. We brought them all out this time, but we can't bring them all back. What's more, Master and him..."
At this time, the second worship of Emperor Ziwei, who faced the Zhenwu Dharma body from a distance, had finished, and he also heard the words of several Wudang disciples.
For some reason, I felt an ominous premonition in my heart.
Their master...
"Zhang Sanfeng..."
After muttering to himself, Emperor Ziwei's eyes turned cold and he forced himself not to think too much. At this moment, he was about to bow down for the third time...
but.
Just when he was about to worship the Seven Heroes of Wudang for the third time, he suddenly...
An unspeakable horror appeared in my heart.
His intuition told him that if he worshiped all seven people to death, his life would be hanging by a thread.
An intuition told him.
"Kill them and I will die too?"
The hair on Emperor Ziwei's hair stood up at this moment.
"Could it be..."
At this moment, he hesitated and did not dare to bow down for a long time.
"Finally you understand the consequences of bowing down..."
Suddenly, a divine voice that was indifferent and powerful to the extreme exploded in the endless sky and sky, the nine worlds, and even the air currents in multiple spaces.
This divine voice suddenly descended on the desert.
It has enveloped the ears of all the monks who are fighting here, including members of the Shinhwa and Xianji organizations, as well as the leaders and disciples of the five major sects, as well as the Wudang Seven Heroes and 12,000 Wudang disciples.
They all felt the divine voice falling on their hearts, causing their minds to shake violently and their scalps to feel numb.
"This voice is...so familiar..."
Zhang Cuishan muttered to himself in confusion and excitement.
"Master!"
Six people, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Yu Daiyan, Zhang Songxi, Yin Liting, and Mo Shenggu, looked up at the sky at the same time:
"It's Master!"
At the same time, Song Qingshu and other twelve thousand Wudang disciples were also shaken in their hearts at the same time, and they spoke inexplicably, full of ecstasy:
"Master!"
"Ancestor!"
But at this moment, the heads of the major sects such as Kong Wen Shen Monk, Yan Yan Shen Ni, Xian Yu Tong, etc. all had their eyesight turn black and raised their heads in shock and fear:
"yes……"
"Yes Yes……"
"It's Zhang Sanfeng!"
this moment.
All the creatures in the desert looked up involuntarily, and saw that at the end of the endless sky, above all the air currents and mountains, vitality suddenly rushed into the sky like a waterfall, and countless millions of feet of earth and stone were covered by it. Some kind of huge force forced him to fly up!
Infinite spiritual energy gathered into a palm in the long space.
It was so huge that the hills and mountains were set off like black spots, passing across the sky, covering their heads in an instant, and falling down!
Click!
Under this extremely powerful and overbearing divine power, the "cursed killing power" worshiped by Ziwei Xingjun was like billions of spider webs spread across the virtual space, breaking one by one!
One more moment!
"No! This is a fairy!"
Ziwei Xingjun let out a miserable roar under his big hands, his face turned earth-colored:
"Impossible. I only have the cultivation of an Earth Immortal. How could I encounter an enemy at the level of a Celestial Immortal? The Six Paths of Heavenly Death! Lord of the Six Paths! What are you doing!"
At this moment, the big hand grasped, like a black hole universe, directly sucking in the six members of the Shinhwa Organization.
"Zhang Sanfeng..."
Beidou Xingjun, Wenquxingjun, Wuquxingjun and others were all shocked:
"Why, why is this happening! This is unreasonable!"
"This is not a death mission! Why do we encounter immortals!!"
However, their roars were like the weak whines of ants, which had no effect at all, and flew upside down into the palm of the giant hand in an instant.
at this time.
Among the immortals, Ye Yuqi, Chunyangzi, Ruan Yushu, Jiang Zhiwei and others also looked dumbfounded.
"God? How is that possible!"
At the end of the line of sight, I saw the big hand grabbing the members of the six major mythological organizations and slowly shrinking in one direction.
The boundless air current is also rolling towards that place.
It seemed as if that place had become the center of the universe, and then everything fell into the palm of one person's hand.
A white-haired Taoist seems to contain a vast universe. His body exudes blazing energy like countless scorching suns. His mood is calm and indifferent. He stands with his hands behind his hands, perfectly integrating two different temperaments: magnificence and tranquility.
"he is the one……"
"Shocking the past and the present..."
