The art of time and space purgatory uses the power of time and space as the source of strangulation, assisting other rules.
The resulting force is powerful.
At this moment, Kunpeng was in such a state, with powerful power soaring into the sky, constantly hovering around Xu Zimo.
Gradually, the power of time and space turned into turbulent flows of space, roaring past like a strong wind.
Dense turbulence enveloped Xu Zimo.
The monster condensed by Old Man Duobao's five beast guardians instantly let go of Xu Zimo, and his figure escaped directly into the void.
Along with the sound of old man Tianbao drinking softly.
"Strangulation."
I saw that the large void where Xu Zimo was located collapsed directly into nothingness.
The power of this strangulation is too strong.
Even a strong Taoist can be strangled to death in it.
"Is it over?" Many disciples murmured to themselves.
"He should be dead. Elder Sanbao took action. If he is not dead yet, wouldn't it be a slap in the face," a disciple said tentatively.
But as soon as he said these words, it felt like he was really going to be slapped in the face.
Just listen to the sound of "boom".
An explosion came from the other side of the void.
Everyone was shocked, and when they turned around to look, they saw Xu Zimo raising his knife to kill the monster of Old Man Duobao.
"He's not dead," someone yelled.
"How is it possible? Kunpeng's time and space purgatory is unique. How could he survive? He used a demonic method," some disciples said in disbelief.
But indeed, Xu Zimo appeared intact at some point and slashed at the monster with his sword.
He didn't hesitate at all with this strike.
No more water was released.
The sword's intention is shocking, and the sword's light is like the waves of the majestic sea, one wave after another, endless and endless.
"Boom, boom, boom."
When the knife fell, the monster subconsciously used both hands to block it.
Those hands were transformed into demonic dragons. The dragons roared in waves, and the demonic energy rose.
But Xu Zimo's sword is more domineering.
So what about dragons? I have killed almost countless dragons in my life.
There was a "boom".
The demon dragon's arms were forcibly cut off.
The monster roared in pain.
Xu Zimo didn't stop, and slashed at the monster's legs with another knife.
His legs were transformed from blood unicorns.
The veins in his legs were like a river of blood.
It kicked towards Xu Zimo, and the bloody smell that hit his face was like a long river rushing towards him.
There was a "boom".
I have a knife to open the gate of heaven, cut down the Nine Netherworlds, kill thousands of immortals, and destroy the great sun.
The sword cuts through the sky, unstoppable.
The sword fell, destroying everything, the dam collapsed, and the blood unicorn's legs were cut off.
Xu Zimo turned around and struck again with a knife.
The head transformed into a white tiger roared.
Unfortunately, they were just helpless and furious, and cut off the head with a knife.
The last knife was directed at the torso that the underworld turtle had transformed into.
The underworld turtle's defense should be the strongest. Even if Xu Zimo's sword fell, it could withstand it for a moment.
However, as the sword glowed into the sky, sparks flew everywhere, and the sword cut the turtle in half from top to bottom.
………
There was a pile of broken copper and iron at his feet. Xu Zimo turned to face the crowd with a knife.
At this moment, the entire Pantaoyuan was completely silent.
Only old man Duobao pointed at Xu Zimo and trembled with his right hand.
These five beast protectors had cost him countless thoughts, and now they were destroyed like this.
His heart ached as if it were bleeding.
"What a hateful Shuzi," he yelled.
"Old Man Duobao, I, Zhuhe, are here to help you," a soft drink came from not far away.
I saw the Wuxu elders who had left before come back.
This time, he was accompanied by an old man.
The old man has white hair and a childlike face, a beard as white as blood, skin that can be broken by blows, and is dressed in a gray Taoist robe.
His eyes were bright and clear, and he was holding a white jade whisk.
When the old man arrived, countless disciples present all knelt down and worshiped.
"I've met Patriarch Baihe."
Even the three people, Old Man Sanbao, also greeted each other.
This is a jaw-dropping thing.
You must know that as the leader of Bao Mai, Old Man Tianbao's identity and status are second only to the Queen Mother of the West, the ruler of Yao Chi.
The Pulse Master is already the best in his lineage.
But when I met this old man, he still regarded himself as a junior.
"This is terrible," Wang Ya and her brother looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly.
They whispered to Xu Zimo: "Brother Xu, run quickly. The other party doesn't respect martial ethics. They even invited old monsters from Zhuhe's lineage."
"Old monster?" Xu Zimo squinted slightly.
The other party did put some pressure on him.
Because on the top of the old man's head, there are three flowers gathering, looming.
Gathering like clouds, clouds rise and fall.
Misty and out of the dust, the posture of a direct immortal.
Among the three flowers, there is a vaguely sleeping crane.
All this is no longer revealed, the old man in front of him is a strong man of three flowers.
You must know that although Xu Zimo has bloomed twice, he still has not left the category of Dao Fruit.
Those who do not have three flowers cannot cultivate their souls.
In other words, even if you are at the peak of Daoguo, you still cannot cultivate your soul.
And the soul of this old man has already undergone a transformation.
"Who is this person?"
Hearing Xu Zimo's question, Wang Ya quickly whispered: "The founder of the Zhuhe lineage is named Xianweng.
Sitting idle, the blue dragon returns to Ziji, and I like to ride on the white crane to go down to Kunlun.
This immortal is from the same era as Master Wan Sheng, who is of the same lineage as our plant.
At the beginning, there were three disciples under this immortal man.
One of them is Patriarch Baihe. "
Hearing this, Xu Zimo already basically understood.
Patriarch Bai He's age is so great. In terms of strength and seniority, it is estimated that many people in Yaochi are not as tall as him.
Patriarch Baihe belongs to the oldest group of Zhuhe lineage.
………
"Everyone, get up." Patriarch Bai He raised his hand and his eyes fell on Xu Zimo.
Dandan said: "Young man, the killing is too heavy."
"What, you want to save me?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"I won't hurt you. Yaochi has Yaochi's rules. You can deal with it how you want," Patriarch Baihe said.
"But if you resist, everything will be different.
I believe you are a smart person. "
"I am a smart person, but you all seem to be idiots," Xu Zimo replied.
"In that case, there is nothing more to say," Patriarch Baihe waved his hand.
The powerful momentum was like a violent storm, coming towards the face.
The expressions of everyone present changed.
The power of the three-flowered warrior is indeed impressive.
"Master Baihe, this is a misunderstanding," Wang Ya shouted from the side.
However, her words were immediately interrupted.
"You are also a disciple of Yaochi, and you turned against an outsider. Yaochi will punish you for this.
You get out of the way now.
Otherwise, don’t blame us for being merciless. "
Wang Ya shook her head. She stood firmly in front of Xu Zimo, not wanting to get out of the way.
Patriarch Bai He snorted coldly, and without any mercy, he slapped him with a huge palm.
At this moment, a big tree grew out of nowhere on the land where Wang Ya was.
