"You, Sanqing, call themselves Pangu Zhengsong. They have been in ancient times. Except for the Taoist ancestors, there is really no one who can rival them. I guess you don't think much of us and other monks who later became Taoists."
Yang Lin's eyebrows were stern, less pure and more aura of domineering aggression, and his voice shook like thunder: "However, I respect Pangu's feat of creation, so I may not be afraid of you. Since ancient times, the strong have been respected. , The weak eat dirt, you will know who is noble and who is cheap, you will know after fighting, take action, I will let you wait for three moves."
Speaking of which, among the Three Purities, except for the primitive Taoists who like to chatter every day and look down on this and that, such as Laozi, the moral heavenly master, and Tongtian Taoist, they actually have no grudges with Yang Lin.
The three people of Sanqing, each guarding the same place, really each have their own charm. They are a bright color that cannot be ignored in the ancient world.
According to the original development trajectory, these three people are the top existences in the world, and most of the world's celebrities are under their sects. The development of the world is also under their plans and control. They fight back and forth, although it is a moral fight. In fact, it was their infighting.
As for the authentic inheritance of Pangu, in the world created by the great god Pangu, they are not the protagonists. Who is the protagonist?
But this is just the original trajectory.
Yang Lin believes that since he is here, the development trajectory of the world will of course no longer be the same.
"I just appreciate Taoist friend Mu's straightforward temper. No matter how much I say it, it will be in vain. It's unreasonable and unreasonable. I'll fight him first and then talk about it."
Taoist Tongtian grinned, his eyes were as bright as swords, directed at the bullfighting, the sleeves of his big red robe were slightly swept outwards, a formation diagram roared down, countless shadows appeared in the sky, the vitality was cheering and singing, and the will of God was bleak...
Countless sword lights appeared densely in the void, and it was impossible to see where the boundary was. It seemed that from the sky to the earth, a formation map was covering them all.
Infinitely large and infinitely small.
Yang Lin was tightly sealed inside, and four peerless long swords exuding the aura of killing and conquering appeared in all directions.
The most innate treasure, the Immortal Killing Formation.
It cannot be broken except by the Four Holy Sanctuaries...
Even the body of a saint cannot withstand a sword strike.
Tongtian Taoist is very confident in this point.
On the vast expanse of the ancient land, all those who use swords feel that they can't control the weapons in their hands at this moment. They want to fly into the sky. A stream of killing sword intent converges from an unknown passage to He went into the huge sword formation that covered the sky and the earth.
"How will he break the formation this time?"
"Even if we can block the Immortal Killing Formation of Saint Tongtian in a short period of time, how can we block the attack of Pangu Banner, the innate treasure of the same level? The most powerful one is the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Diagram of Daode Tianzun. Yin and Yang are wiped out and all things return to their original state... …”
"Although the Sanqing saints often have conflicts in their daily lives, they are just disputes over Taoism and philosophy. The brotherly feelings between them are still inseparable. If they really share the same hatred and fight against foreign enemies, and the three of them work together, they will definitely have an unparalleled tacit understanding and can exert their best efforts. Unexpected power!"
"The sword array seals the enemy, the Hunyuan Pangu Banner attacks, the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram wipes out the magical power... This is a dead end."
Although everyone knows that saints do not die, the previous experiences of Nuwa and Jie Yin have told them that even if they do not die, sometimes it is more uncomfortable than death.
Struggling crazily on the edge of life and death, the pain of having one's soul wiped out, and the sadness of having one's spiritual foundation destroyed, even if one has a tough mind and is immune to all calamities, they cannot withstand it.
Nuwa was severely beaten back then, and it took her four hundred years to regain her spiritual skills and eliminate the shadows in her heart. The immortality of a saint is not a reason to be fearless.
What's more, it has really reached the critical point where God's will cannot protect it.
Even if you die, you will die.
"master."
Chang Xi stood aside, her heart in her throat. Even if she had confidence in her master, she couldn't help but feel worried at this time.
Really, Taoist Tongtian's power was too shocking.
She was already a quasi-sage and had reached the late stage of consummation. She actually felt that her soul was about to collapse after just one glance. Putting herself into it, she was as helpless as an ant trying to stop the trampling of an elephant.
In the far distance, the Pangu flag waved slightly, ripples swept across it, chaos reopened, the earth, water, fire and wind all started, as if to refine the world again, the mighty force invaded the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and beat the green-robed Taoist's body into pieces. Chaos particles merge into the earth, water, fire and wind and become the basic raw materials.
The power of the powerful saint combined with the innate treasure is beyond everyone's imagination.
Before I could take action, the black and yellow exquisite tower above my head flashed with a black and yellow halo, shrouding Sanqing's head. The Tai Chi diagram had slowly opened, the stream of light flashed, and the yin and yang rotated, revealing the deepest mysteries of the prehistoric world... …
Regardless of whether he looked at him or not, his mind was sucked into the Tai Chi diagram and could not be pulled out.
"The Immortal Killing Sword Formation is indeed the number one killing formation in the world. Even my physical body cannot withstand it."
Yang Lin unexpectedly lowered his head and looked at himself. He found that the capillaries on his body had been invaded by the sword energy and burst open, and some bloodshot eyes had appeared on his body.
The sword energy is pervasive, passing through the gaps between body cells and particles, invading the internal organs, consuming vitality, and destroying death energy...
If it were an ordinary monk, or even a saint like Nuwa Jingyin, if he received a sword at this time, he would probably be seriously injured, and he would never be able to bear it with his physical body.
But Yang Lin is different.
He had no idea how powerful his physical body was.
I didn't do any defense at this time. I just tried a sword wheel slash and found that it was really unstoppable.
They were all bleeding.
The torrent of light beams shot out by Pangu Banner had also arrived in front of him, and this time he was unwilling to bear it.
If Tongtian Taoist's Immortal-killing Sword Formation can be described as a weapon from later generations, it would be an armor-piercing sniper bullet, while the original Taoist's Pangu Flag would be a naval gun...
Of course, the power would be tens of thousands or billions of times more powerful.
That's how the attack works.
You can test the penetrating power of sniper bullets. If this gun hits the body, no matter how strong the clothes are, or the vitality that transforms into clothes, they will all be unbearable and the clothes will definitely explode.
You said, it looks good for a saint to be beaten into a naked pig.
Therefore, Yang Lin decided to use magic weapon.
"rise……"
Buzz!
Everyone, including Sanqing and Nuwa Jieyin, who had just recovered her spirit and looked weak, felt a slight vibration in the helix of the ear and could not hear anything.
I saw an extremely huge chaos bell with golden patterns appearing in the Immortal Killing Formation. When the bell rang, the world was shocked.
Pangu Banner struck the light pillar, and the four swords of the Zhuxian Sword Formation attacked simultaneously, causing the golden patterns to spin around, the light waves to flash, and the bell-shaped light and shadow to rotate and vibrate, eliminating all the killing intent and destructive power.
"The Chaos Clock is so powerful?"
Taoist Tongtian was a little shocked.
This innate treasure has always been in the hands of Taiyi, the Eastern Emperor of the Monster Clan. It is rumored to be Taiyi's companion spiritual treasure. It is so powerful that it also played a great role in the Monster Clan's struggle for hegemony.
However, I have not seen how lethal this bell is. It cannot even break the body of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. If I encounter a real master, I can only resist it forcefully to prevent myself from being fatally injured.
In fact, it's just that he's famous, not necessarily that strong.
This is the understanding of Sanqing and others, as well as the ancient monks.
In fact, if the Chaos Clock really had the power to break the balance, masters such as Taoist Tongtian would have long ago found a way to snatch it away. How could it be the turn of Donghuang Taiyi to possess it for a long time?
