With a bang, dust flew into the air, and the western world was shattered to an unknown extent.
After landing on Mount Xumi, it was safe. After a long time, Wu Tiancai crawled out from under Mount Sumeru in embarrassment, but no one saw him.
Because he is as small as a speck of dust, ordinary powerful beings cannot see the center of the calamity, and the great ancestors cannot find him.
After all, the dust here is flying, not to mention hundreds of millions, but tens of millions.
Who can tell which one is Wu Tian and which one is Dust?
Wu Tian took one step, two steps, and then regained his size.
Then he went up the mountain, and all the ancestors in heaven and earth were watching, including Zulong, Vishnu and Brahma.
Wu Tian climbed Mount Sumeru and announced to heaven and earth: "I am the mountain god of Mount Sumeru."
Only then did everyone react. Some were surprised, while others were surprised, but these had nothing to do with Wu Tian.
He took over Mount Sumeru as the mountain god of Mount Sumeru, which meant that he took back Mount Sumeru.
Vishnu and Brahma had to leave.
In fact, the moment Mount Sumeru left the ground, Sumeru meant little to them, but it couldn't be said to be useless. At least they thought about driving Mount Sumeru into the ancestral dragon.
But they seemed to have forgotten that there was a mountain god in Mount Sumeru.
The two looked at each other, only to smile bitterly, but then turned to determination.
This no longer allowed them to retreat or hesitate. Zulong had already grabbed them hard. Those were the Nine Claws of Zulong, which were comparable to divine weapons. Together, they only had eight hands, so they had to deal with them carefully.
Vishnu waved the green lotus color flag to block one claw after another. The green lotus was shattered layer by layer and was broken into pieces. He waved the white lotus in his hand again. The lotus blossomed and then shattered under the claws of the ancestral dragon. Strong rival.
Brahma recited sutras, blurted out golden Sanskrit words one by one, flew into the sky, formed a golden Sanskrit formation, and blocked the ancestral dragon layer by layer, but was scratched by the ancestral dragon layer by layer, but at least it was blocked.
They have seen the power of the dragon.
Helpless, Brahma formed a seal with his hands to support the formation, and punched Zulong with both hands.
He is not good at fighting, but he is not unable to fight.
Da Brahma's two punches were so hard and fierce that the Ancestral Dragon's body was shaken, and its two dragon claws were also knocked back.
Zulong glanced at Da Brahma, and four dragon claws grabbed him at the same time. The Sanskrit formation was torn apart from all sides. Da Brahma punched out all four, but Zulong caught him.
The four dragon claws clasped Brahma's four wrists tightly, and then used force. Brahma groaned, and his four arms were torn off, and blood spilled into the sky. It was so tragic.
Brahma broke off his arm and was reborn, but his spirit was exhausted.
Vishnu's face was ugly, and he swung the demon pestle and hit Zulong hard, and even the Miaojian Divine Wheel was summoned back.
Dragon Fang, which was biting the Miaojian Divine Wheel, also followed, but was knocked out by Vishnu's magic pestle.
Zulong's eyes turned cold, and he abandoned Brahma who had no attack power and attacked Vishnu with all his strength.
As long as Vishnu is killed, Brahma will be like a tree without roots and water without a source, and will not live long.
This secret is no longer a secret, Zulong certainly knows this joint.
When Zulong freed up his hands to deal with Vishnu with all his strength, Vishnu was a little overwhelmed. Compared with Brahma, he was good at fighting, but compared with Zulong, he was still a little worse. Well, it was more than a little worse. Vishnu Shi Nu also had an arm torn off by Zulong.
If four hands are no match for Nine Claws, let alone three hands.
Neither the numbers nor the strength are sufficient.
They seemed doomed.
There are many sighs in the world.
Wu Tian just watched quietly, watching the ancestral dragon Zhongtian invincible, and watching Vishnu's blood-stained white robe.
He had no ill feelings towards them, and of course, no good feelings either.
They were just acquaintances to him, yes, just acquaintances.
Watching them pass away, he should have feelings, right?
When the ancestral dragon grabbed Vishnu's vitals, Vishnu hit the magic pestle. The magic pestle turned into a giant pillar reaching the sky and was thrown out. The void was shattered and the ancestral dragon was repelled.
At this time, Vishnu walked towards Brahma, and Brahma also walked towards Vishnu. They looked at each other, smiled, and walked into each other...
Then, the two merged into one, and a terrifying aura filled the air. Even Zulong frowned and became serious.
A huge Dharma form that was more than ten times larger than the original four-armed Dharma form appeared, with eighteen arms on all sides, nine more than the ancestral dragon.
Zulong snorted coldly and grabbed the huge Dharma form, and the huge Dharma form also grabbed him. The eighteen arms of the huge Dharma form tightly hugged Zulong.
Zulong could no longer struggle, neither heaven nor earth could struggle away. As he became smaller, his dharma form also became smaller. As he became larger, his dharma form also became larger. No matter what magic or magical power he cast, he would not let go. He has the power to lift up the sky, but he can't use it.
Wu Tian thought of a word: dragon binding.
Yes, Zulong is bound.
There was a loud noise at the end, and I don't know who could hold on anymore.
Divine blood and dragon blood mixed down.
He finally broke free from his shackles, and he finally pulled him to the end of the calamity.
Wu Tian stretched out his hand, and the Vedas flew towards him. There were only two of them, the Sutra of Darkness and the Sutra of Creation.
As for where the other two parts went, Wu Tian didn't ask.
He also took advantage of the situation and collected the green lotus-colored flag, the magic-subduing pestle, the wonderful view of the divine wheel, and the dragon's teeth.
The Zulongzhu flew away, and he didn't stop it.
A white lotus floats in the sky.
Slowly, it fell to the foot of Mount Sumeru.
Then go up the mountain step by step.
Wu Tian stood on the mountain, watching it climb the mountain like he did a long time ago.
It will re-enter the mountain gate and then go up Mount Sumeru.
Wu Tian was right.
