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Six innate spiritual treasures exploded, and the land within a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was deeply sank. A super giant pit appeared in this area. It is hard to imagine that the Sichuan-Shu Basin, which is famous in the prehistoric world, was formed in this way.

These six terrifying energy instantly spread to a million miles of areas, and countless creatures were instantly destroyed. The ancestor Hongjun at the center of the energy tide was even more uncomfortable. The Qiankun Cauldron "Dangdang" above his head sounded sharply, and the aura of creation was almost completely dispersed, and the majestic waves directly drove him away.

Fortunately, the Qiankun Ding and Pangu Banner are of higher grades, otherwise, they are likely to be damaged in this round of explosion. The ancestor Hongjun looked solemn and his hands kept changing the magic tricks. At some point, a high-speed spinning black-gray roulette suddenly appeared on his fingers, with strange fluctuations rippling throughout the audience.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? I seem to have heard of it. It just now inspired the ferociousness of the Zhuxian Sword?" The ancestor Luohu found that his divine thoughts could not get close to this strange roulette, but with the induction of his breath, he was sure that this was at least a top-level innate treasure, or even a chaotic magic weapon.

The ancestor Hongjun seemed to see Luohu's doubts and said calmly: "This is a jade plate of creation, Pangu's treasure. It can be defeated by this thing, which is also considered a cycle of cause and effect."

"When you speak wildly, who will win or lose, you will know after you have passed it! Old Taoist Hongjun, I think you have felt the change of the number of days. The great catastrophe is about to pass. If you don't seize this opportunity, you and I may not be able to do the great way." In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Luohu had recovered his Taoist body and stood on the demon sword, with his eyes showing strange light.

The ancestor Hongjun frowned and did not answer. He just stroked his beard and looked at the jade plate of fortune, as if everything else had nothing to do with him.

The ancestor Luohu became more and more uneasy, and the turmoil in time and space became more and more frequent, even affecting the Zhuxian Sword Formation in the void.

"It's a pity that I didn't find the Zhuxian Formation Map. Otherwise, hum." The ancestor's face was gloomy, and the killing aura gathered in his black pupils, and he suddenly danced the sword technique.

"A little trick!"

Looking at the wind blade and blood-demon sword energy swept over the sky, Old Ancestor Hongjun shook his arms, and the Jade Plate of Creation suddenly became larger. In a moment, a sword blade of Creation that was tens of thousands of feet long erupted out.

The two top-level energy collided in the Zhuxian Sword Formation. At the moment they met, the space burst and collapsed like thin paper.

"Boom!", a terrifying thunder suddenly sounded, and rushed straight into the sky, and the dazzling light shone through the sword formation.

The power of the explosion caused a large area of ​​spatial dimension disorder, and terrifying energy spread throughout the void, centered on the boundary point of the two against bombing. The infinite power and unthinkable destructive power covered tens of millions of miles.

Ancestor Hongjun and Ancestor Luohu stood in the chaotic time and space, quietly confronting each other, but at this moment, both of them looked particularly pale, especially Ancestor Luohu, with a trace of essence and blood spilled out from the corners of his mouth.

The ancestor Luohu was wrapped in demonic energy, with a rough and powerful hand holding a demon halberd. The powerful aura was filled with solemnity and oppression, and the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation suddenly became a little colder.

The spiritual energy in the space trembled rapidly with the slowly raised long halberd, which even caused a stir in the magic power in the body of the ancestor Hongjun. The ancestor Hongjun's face was solemn. At this moment, Luohu, both in cultivation, combat experience and consciousness, was far superior to his peak period.

The two of them confronted each other for a long time, and Luohu's aura crossed to a peak. The entire sword formation was under an inexplicable pressure from space, and the four demon swords could not help but tremble.

With a long shout, thunder and lightning surged in the sky, black demon flames rushed, and the fierce and murderous aura merged into the magical powers, producing a thrilling power that shocked billions of souls.

The jade plate of creation in the hand of the ancestor Hongjun merged into the "Heavenly Dao Falun" behind his head with a "swoosh". Against the backdrop of the Heavenly Dao Falun, the ancestor became more solemn, as if he had lost his emotional fluctuations. He waved his hand expressionlessly, and a strong wind blew up and rushed towards the ancestor Luohu who was entangled by lightning and black light.

clang...chi...chi...chi...

The deafening space twisting sound shocked the three corpses on the field to churn blood. If it weren't for the Zhuxian Formation, the momentum and divine power would be enough to cause Xiniu Hezhou to regenerate disasters.

With a "bang", the body of the ancestor Luohu was smashed out, the tiger's mouth collapsed, and a scorched mark appeared on his body, drops of black blood slowly flowing along the halberd god. He breathed rapidly, staring at the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel hovering in the air, but unexpectedly contained such powerful power.

The high-speed rotating Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel not only limited the attack power of the ancestor Luohu, but also bounced out all the attacks in an instant. The ancestor had no time to react and was injured by his own strength.

"Rahu, there are certain numbers under the laws of heaven. You deserve to die in this calamity. What's the point of fighting on your own? It has caused thousands of creatures to suffer?" The ancestor Hongjun was shrouded in the mysterious yellow wheel of Dharma and looked directly at Luohu without any expression.

"Hahahaha, so what about the fixed number? If the earth blocks me, I will break the earth. If the sky blocks me, I will break the sky!"

As he spoke, the Dharma body of the ancestor Luohu appeared again, and four demon swords standing tall in Tianxu instantly penetrated into his hands, turning into giant swords that were thousands of feet tall, and the rolling demonic energy rose continuously.

His huge fist suddenly brought up a bright black light and smashed it down angrily at the ancestor Hongjun.

Wherever the fist wind passed, it actually tore through countless obstacles in time and space, and a wisp of extremely sharp sound burst was transmitted between heaven and earth. At the same time, the Zhuxian Sword, the Killing Immortal Sword, the Cangxian Sword, and the Juexian Sword carried the power of ten thousand pounds, and the accompanying special spiritual attack skills suddenly slashed towards the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel.

"boom……"

During the great prosperity of the mysterious light, the huge reaction force overturned the ancestor Luohu back at a faster speed. At this time, there were slight cracks on the Falun above the ancestor Hongjun's head, and a "click" sound.

The eyes of the ancestor Hongjun flashed, and the Tai Chi diagram in the soul rose slowly, and the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel, which was about to collapse, was repaired and perfected in an instant.

The Tai Chi diagram is an innate treasure, a magical artifact transformed by Pangu axe. It is in charge of the rules of balance and has the strongest defense.

The Yin-Yang map aroused two vortexes, balanced in the subtlety, and a golden bridge suddenly emerged and extended in the void. All the blood evil aura and Zhu Xian sword aura were instantly rejected.

The Pangu Banner in the hand of the ancestor Hongjun waved repeatedly, and the chaotic Qi gradually suppressed the demonic Qi. The Pangu Banner suppressed the Zhuxian sword energy, the Qiankun Cauldron restrained the demonic Qi, the Tai Chi diagram controlled the balance of Yin and Yang, and the Heavenly Dao Falun was responsible for attacking and defense. For a time, the power of the Zhuxian sword formation was suppressed to the minimum.

A miserable howl sounded, and the vague light swirled around, the originally huge body of the demon god disappeared, while the ancestor Luohu was pale and was breathing heavily in sweat. The dark magic robe was already shattered, and many parts of his body were scratched by the chaotic energy, and blood was flowing.

Without the Zhuxian Formation Map, the sword formation could not exert all its power. Luohu was afraid that Hongjun would subdue the sword, so he took the initiative to remove the formation and retract the magic sword. But Luohu's ancestor would not be willing to do so. He smiled fiercely and spit out a mouthful of blood at the four swords. The Zhuxian Formation's four swords suddenly burst into strange blood.

"Union!" The ancestor Luohu moved forward and used the forbidden technique to combine the four swords of Zhuxian into one. A magic sword filled with evil spirit gradually took shape. The whole earth shook continuously, and the surrounding space became a little dim. The violent wind attacked the heaven and earth, leaving the sun and the moon blank.

"The God of Sword of the Heavens!", the ancestor Hongjun showed a long-lost look and slowly spit out four words. Then he threw all the Tai Chi diagram, Pangu Banner, Qiankun Cauldron and other magic weapons into the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel, and the entire Dharma Wheel became more solid, as if he controlled the entire universe.

The ancestor Luohu and the God of Slaying the Heavenly Sword instantly stabbed the Heavenly Dao Falun. The Falun contracted and disillusioned. During the fight, the ancestor Luohu opened his mouth and vomited blood, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, falling into the void.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword barely supported on the ground, but the ancestor did not fall down, but his face was full of horror.

"I lost..." The divine light of the ancestor Luohu dimmed.

Immediately, he laughed "Haha", felt unwilling to accept it, and roared at the sky wildly: "I don't accept it, I don't accept it, the way of heaven is shameless, and he even manipulated all sentient beings like chess pieces. Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are straw dogs. My way is the way of demons, how can I shatter it? If I live and die, the universe will be upside down, and the way of demons will disappear, my inheritance will surely exist in the world forever, haha!"

"Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs." After silently savoring this sentence, Hongjun suddenly had a bright light in his eyes, as if he was a great enlightenment, and his whole body emitted a mysterious aura.

"It's over!" Old Ancestor Hongjun sighed, and the Heavenly Dao Dharma Wheel suddenly became smaller, and then shot towards Luohu.

"Hongjun, you can never kill me, hahaha!" The ancestor Luohu looked crazy, his whole body expanded rapidly, and the abilities between heaven and earth gathered rapidly.

"Self-detonate, no!" With the roar of the ancestor Hongjun, the mushroom cloud that had extincted the universe rose, and the explosion sounded throughout the prehistoric world, causing hundreds of millions of monks to temporarily deaf.

The powerful quasi-saint Great Perfection exploded, and wherever the energy storm passed, the world changed color and the mountains and rivers were broken; the sky collapsed and the earth was sank, the rivers were cut off, and the blessed land of Lingshan was destroyed! Countless creatures in Xiniu Hezhou could not escape or had no time to escape, and were buried one after another, and countless spiritual roots and veins were also damaged. Terrifying energy swept across Xiniu Hezhou, and more than 50% of the spiritual veins were destroyed, and the beauty and wealth were gone. Even if they returned to their original state, they could only become barren land with thin spiritual energy!

The ancestor Hongjun at the center of the explosion could not stop this energy at all. He was instantly torn apart in defense and tumbling in the air wave for hundreds of thousands of miles before he could barely stop his figure.

The place where the spiritual consciousness passed by was almost destroyed. The ancestor sighed and barely threw out the Tai Chi diagram to withstand the chaotic energy and reduce the harm.

At the same time, several innate spiritual treasures flew from the north and the east to help soothe the destruction trend of the prehistoric world, but the quasi-saints pity the sentient beings, took help, and reduced Hongjun's karma. No one noticed that deep in the ground, a black shadow suddenly appeared, picked up the four swords of Zhuxian and the twelve-grade black lotus and quietly disappeared.

Above Wuzhuang Temple, a green lotus platform and a dim book slowly emerged, blocking the arrogant storm's tendency to spread eastward.

At this moment, auspicious light came from the sky, and the mysterious and yellow merits were filled with mist in the void, and billions of feet of purple air coiled around the sky. A song came from the sky, spreading to every corner of the prehistoric world:

Lying high on the nine-story clouds, I cushioned the Taoist truth.

In the mysterious world, I will be the head master.

Pangu gave birth to Tai Chi, and the two qualities and four symbols followed.

One way to spread three friends, two teachings to explain the difference.

The leader of the Xuanmen Capital, transformed into Hongjun

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Chapter completed!