Chapter 230: Lost?

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But these have nothing to do with Wu Tian, ​​nor Wu Tian and Hongjun at this time.

Their Taoist competition has entered a fierce and extremely advanced stage.

They have no care for others and cannot be distracted.

The two of them devoted themselves wholeheartedly to each other. Apart from Tao and Dharma, there was nothing else in the universe except each other.

Behind Wu Tian, ​​the tree of the avenue grew crazily, and above Hongjun's head, three green lotuses swayed in all directions.

When the Dharma and the Tao reach their perfection, the trees of the Great Way will be full of prosperity and in full bloom.

But the three green lotuses showed signs of being reunited.

In Wu Tian's eyes, thousands of trees were blooming, and he shouted: "Open!"

The tree of the avenue is divided into two, and the two are divided into three. In an instant, the avenue has become a forest, and thousands of trees are prosperous.

Wu Tian raised his hand and pointed, "Come out!"

All dharma flows back, and the endless magic flowers and leaves break away from the branches and turn into a torrent of all dharma flowing towards Hongjun.

Hongjun's eyes flashed with light and he said: "Come together!"

Three twelfth-grade avenue green lotuses turned into a unique thirty-sixth-grade green lotus, exuding a faint aura of creation from the Hongmeng universe and anchoring the void.

"Creation Qinglian!"

All the gods and demons were so shocked that they couldn't help themselves.

Even Wu Tian could not move his eyes away from his eyes as he stared at the green lotus that was swaying in the sky and covered with all kinds of magic.

He has endless spells, but he can't get close.

They were all fixed and then broken by the Hongmeng fairy light emitted by the Creation Green Lotus.

"I lost."

After a long time, Wu Tian withdrew his sight and Wanfa.

Thousands of trees will no longer have flying flowers, and the forest of the avenue will be unified.

He was still standing under the tree on the avenue, as if the thousands of trees and flowers in the past were just a dream.

The demonic soil beneath your feet is pitch black, and the avenue behind you is full of trees.

He is still the Tao, the devil, and the god.

He waved his hand to disperse the immeasurable wind disaster.

The wheel of heaven also disappeared.

Hongjun was slightly startled when he heard this, and then said: "I lost before."

The green lotus on the ten thousand acres of Qingyun is divided into three parts.

This discussion is not over yet, they all know it.

Wu Tianwuyan raised his hand, asking him to take action first.

Hongjun nodded slightly, and held a whisk in his hand. The dust was as silky as snow, and the handle was simple, exuding endless coolness.

Hongjun waved his whisk lightly, and three Taoists walked out one after another from above his head. One was in a white robe, one in a green robe, and one in a gray robe. They had the same origin and energy, and each held a whisk.

Wu Tian's first thought was that it was three corpses, but upon closer inspection it was not the case.

He thought of a magical power that could transform the three pure beings in one breath.

The three Taoists took one step forward and disappeared into the void.

In an instant, he came to the top of Wu Tian's head and swept the whisk towards Wu Tian.

White light, golden light like silk!

Wu Tian took a step back.

At the same time, he spread his fingers, and there was a sword in his palm.

A cry: "Flowers bloom!"

Black lotuses bloomed in the void, and Wu Tian walked out one by one, holding swords in each hand, standing densely across the void.

The Taoist gods and demons who had never seen such a scene were stunned and opened their mouths.

The next moment, Wu Tian swooped towards Hongjun one by one, and the figures in the sky rushed together, drowning Hongjun.

Wu Tian smiled softly and raised his sword to slash at the three Taoists transformed by Hongjun's energy.

Want to win with more? He gave him personal naval tactics.

They are all empty, so when Wu Tian kills Yiqi Huanjun.

Hongjun is also wiping out Wu Tian's army.

If touched, they will be destroyed, they are all shadow clones.

But the numbers are impressive and the visual effects are excellent.

So many people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Finally, Hongjun cleared Wu Tian.

And the three Hongjun he transformed into with one breath have long since dispersed.

But he was not killed by Wu Tian, ​​but because the time had come.

The wonderful thing about this energy transforming into Hongjun is that the three Hongjun are all Qi, so they cannot be killed or destroyed.

From this point of view, Wu Tian's Lian Kai is still a little less interesting.

However, he has a numerical advantage.

"Tao friendly means." Hongjun said.

"No better than fellow Taoist." Wu Tian was rarely polite.

Hongjun said nothing more, and two Taoists came out from the green lotus on the left and right of his head, one good and one evil.

Wu Tian raised his eyebrows, it seemed that he was serious this time.

This means that two corpses of good and evil have been beheaded. I wonder if the third corpse has been beheaded?

Wu Tian thought about it, but he was not slow at all in responding.

Three figures walked out of the trees on the avenue behind him.

It was an ordinary thing, very gentle and harmless.

Wearing a white robe, holding the bright moon in her hand, it is very bright.

His eyebrows were raised, and all the light flew towards him.

Qingfeng and Mingyue are the two ancestors of the devil.

Want to play one more?

He still has one more.

The second demon ancestor took a step forward and punched Hongjun's evil corpse with a mighty and domineering punch.

The breeze floated up to meet the corpse of Hongjun.

Only the bright moon did not move, and he tapped his fingers to control the rhythm of the battlefield between the two sides.

Two main attackers and one auxiliary.

Wu Tian was very satisfied, and then looked at Hongjun.

Hongjun's mouth finally couldn't help but twitch.

He waved the whisk, and three thousand dust threads flew up and flew toward Wu Tian.

Wu Tian stepped forward with his sword in hand without giving much ground.

The sword light and fairy light spanned the nine heavens, or cut through the nine heavens with one streak, or three thousand rays, dividing the sky like a chessboard.

Sometimes it is as bright as day, sometimes it falls into eternal night.

The way of heaven is impermanent, and it is impossible to do anything other than the way of heaven.

In fact, the battle between Taoist kings and Taoist ancestors has disturbed the peace of heaven.

There was an earth-shattering roar.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, a sword and a whisk came together, carrying the vast sword light and fairy light.

Infinite magic power poured out.

This is simplifying the complex and competing for basic cultivation.

This is the most real thing and the most dangerous competition.

Luo Hu's expression became serious and he was ready to take action at any time.

Because he knew that this Wu Tian could not compare to Hongjun.

That's tens of thousands of years of extra cultivation.

Even though Wu Tian opened up ten thousand acres of Qi Sea, it was still not enough.

The sun and moon change, and time flies.

The two were in a stalemate for an unknown amount of time.

The sword light gradually faded, but the fairy light was still as vast and perfect as the full moon.

This is the foundation.

"Hongjun!"

No one expected that Wu Tian suddenly called out.

The immortal light stagnated, and Wu Tian left.

The Hunyuan magic power on his body was transformed, and the distance between the vast immortal light was even further opened.

Hongjun lost his mind, and at that moment, his soul was almost summoned.

"Let's go!"

Wu Tian turned around.

Three figures flew back and boarded the boat together.

Among the flying flowers and fallen leaves, the black and yellow boat carried Wu Tian back.

Like a dream.

Wu Tian looked up and saw that the sky was full of stars.

This is because the hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and a boatload of clear dreams is overwhelming the stars.

Was he defeated? Even if you lose, you won’t lose either!