No matter how Ling Yu escaped and hid, he was eventually surrounded by nineteen Buddhas and Daluo Golden Immortals. There were powerful earth true gods up, down, left and right, front and back. There was no way to go to the earth and no way to go, and he was truly in a desperate situation. Although Ling Yu's strength was much stronger than the ancient Buddha and Immortals, he was not a god-level powerhouse after all. He was surrounded by nineteen earth true gods of the same level and had no chance of winning.

Moreover, the Buddha in the appearance of sentient beings has only refined a small part of it. It has to be said that it is too difficult to refine an existence of the same level.

In the nineteen directions, powerful aura fluctuations were conveyed, as if the nineteen brilliant light groups were unpredictable. Facing Ling Yu, a powerful rebel, all the Buddhas and Daluo Jinxian present had already used all their skills. After all, whoever killed Ling Yu could achieve immortality.

"It seems that there is nothing I can do, I can only abandon the Buddha who has not yet been refined in the appearance of sentient beings."

Although he was besieged, Ling Yu was not desperate. As long as he abandoned the refined Buddha, he could still leave Gaia's space.

He did what he said, and Ling Yu did not drag on the mud. He immediately gave up his confinement to the Buddha in the appearance of sentient beings and opened up the appearance of sentient beings. The Buddha realized that the vitality was in sight and was extremely ecstatic. He was already completely desperate, so he immediately flew towards the exit.

At this moment, a powerful wave suddenly burst out in the nineteen directions. As the nineteen rays of light shot out, they intertwined into a three-dimensional shape, instantly imprisoning the space where Ling Yu was. Then a huge palm print appeared in the void. The pattern of this palm print was clearly visible. The five fingers were slender and round, emitting an unpredictable power. Especially on the five fingers, there was a fluorescent flash, and there seemed to be a mysterious talisman seal floating in it.

The most terrifying thing is that a strange rune appeared in the palm of his hand. This rune and the five fingers' talisman seals shine together. As the palm seals pressed down hard, Ling Yu felt like he was pressing down on the top of the mountain and covering the sky, as if he was about to be pressed into powder by the palm seals.

"This, what is this?"

Ling Yu looked shocked. Under this palm print, he felt like he was unable to resist it.

The Buddha, who had just flew out of Ling Yu's sentient beings, also felt his body being restrained suddenly. He saw the unpredictable palm print in the sky, his pupils shrank, and he was so scared that he shouted loudly: "Ah, these are the five fingers of Hunyuan, dead, dead."

When Ling Yu heard the Buddha's thoughts, he was shocked and immediately understood the origin of this palm print. This was a terrifying attack that only the ancestor god could have. The ancestor was also suppressed by this palm print, but he was very lucky. During the suppression, he understood the mystery of the ancestor god and broke through the Wujing Mountain of Hunyuan.

However, his strength is far inferior to the ancestors of those years. At that time, the ancestors reached the limit of breakthrough, and were only half a step away from the god level. As long as they comprehend, they could break through at any time.

"There are no forms of all things."

A strange light flashed in Ling Yu's eyes, without any fearful expression arising from the fall of the Wufing Mountain of Hunyuan. The powerful thoughts were conveyed. The body and even the sentient beings suddenly vibrated. A strong golden light burst out, melting the body and sentient beings into a ball. Even the Buddha screamed, and it seemed as if the wax figure had encountered a fire in the golden light, completely melting.

As Ling Yu's thoughts were conveyed, Ling Yu's body transformed into a ball of golden liquid with all living beings, changing in an instant, without any fixed form or fixed appearance. Every tens of millions of seconds, a face emerges and a figure appears.

Rumbled, and the huge palm prints in the sky crushed down hard, suppressing the unpredictable golden liquid.

The palm print formed a Wuzhi Mountain suspended in the void. A ball of golden liquid changes unpredictably under the mountain, sometimes relaxing and sometimes shrinking, fighting against the vast power of the Hunyuan Wuzhi Mountain.

At this moment, in the real material world, within the earth clone where Ling Yu was, all living beings were shaking slightly, and countless faint thoughts were unconsciously transmitted into the Gaia Realm and merged into the golden liquid.

The golden liquid suddenly expanded, and a trace of golden liquid penetrated out, like a spider spreading towards the Hunyuan Wuzhi Mountain, as if it was about to wrap the Hunyuan Wuzhi Mountain.

In the Palace of Eternal Life.

"Haha, Hongjun, this is your backhand, it doesn't look very good. You can't kill the people who rebel against the earth in one go. Maybe when the people who refine the Hunyuan Five Fingers Mountain, they will break through to the God-level level. You must know that the people who rebel against the earth two thousand years ago broke through the Hunyuan Five Fingers Mountain in this way."

Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, who had been watching the scene through the round mirror, burst into laughter.

"Hmph, the strength of this Counter-Director is far inferior to that of the one back then. Although he has the support of sentient beings and wants to refine the Wufing Mountain of Hunyuan, he is delusional. Do you think I am the only one step behind in the ancestor?"

Old Ancestor Hongjun sneered.

"What you mentioned is to use the Zixiao divine thunder to kill the Earth-reverse? Haha, Hongjun, this Zixiao divine thunder is your natal divine thunder, there are nine in total, and you actually divided one out. You are really willing to do so. This is the permanent surname who has lost a divine thunder!"

Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi seemed to have expected it long ago and sighed.

"So what can you do if you know? Now the reverser is suppressed by Hunyuan Wuzhishan, and a purple sky divine thunder is enough to kill him."

The old ancestor Hongjun smiled with a conspiracy on his face.

The scene in the round mirror changed, revealing a Taoist who was wearing a white hair and a fairy-like Taoist robe, with a fairy-like spirit hanging behind his head, a bronze seal was floating in it, holding a purple-black bead in his hand, with a pious expression and lying in his mouth. Gradually, the purple-black bead burst out with a trace of purple light and wrapped around the pillar, like lightning and thunder. As the released purple light became more and more prosperous, a purple thunder cloud formed, wrapping the Taoist man up and setting it out like a god of thunder.

At this moment, a golden gate of heaven was opened in the void, and the golden light shone everywhere. A terrifying aura was conveyed from it. The real god of earth near the golden gate fled in a hurry, avoiding it like a tiger and wolf. Then, a golden figure crossed out, and then the golden gate sank into the void.

How to describe the power of that figure?

Domineering, mighty, majestic, and magnificent fighting spirit, just like an ancient god of war. His powerful eyes seemed to penetrate the Gaia world. Wherever he went, the true gods of the earth avoided their sight.

The figure was wearing golden armor, with blonde hair fluttering without wind. The tall golden body seemed to be forged in gold, full of indescribable sense of power. It was holding a golden spear in its hand, and the spear pointed at it was as powerful as a prison.

"Haha, I, Chiyou, come, bastards, get out of here if you know what you are."

The mighty golden figure laughed wildly with a domineering and as he stepped forward, he reached one side of the Hunyuan Wuzhi Mountain, pointing the gun to a true god on the earth, as if he was guarding the Hunyuan Wuzhi Mountain.

Not long after Chiyou appeared, eight golden gates appeared in other directions of the void. Eight figures spanned out from it, and the terrifying aura was vast in all directions. Even those ancient Buddhas and immortals were slightly inferior to those.

These eight figures are all golden, like gold forged, but with different auras. Some are murderous, cold-blooded and ruthless, some are powerful and brave, some are free and easy, and some are unrestrained, romantic and suave, and some are Taoist bones and fairy style, which is in harmony with Tao. The nine golden figures stand in nine directions, seemingly protecting the Hunyuan Five Fingers Mountain.

"Chiyou, Guiguzi, Bai Qi, Xiang Yu, Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Bodhidharma, Li Yuanba, Zhang Sanfeng, the nine best masters in the martial arts lineage, Xuanyuan, do you think they can resist the ancestor's Zixiao Divine Thunder?"

Looking at the nine golden figures in the round mirror, Old Ancestor Hongjun sneered.

"What if the Jiuzhou Ding is added?"

Xuanyuan Huangdi looked calm and said quietly.

The faces of the ancestor Hongjun and other ancestor gods changed slightly. The Tongtian leader said in surprise: "Didn't Dayu's Jiuzhou Cauldron be destroyed by the Lord Gaia?"

On the side of the true god of the earth, a purple thunder cloud has been formed and gradually expanded. The lightning and thunder are roaring, and the power is unpredictable. Even the Buddha and the Golden Immortal of Daluo could not help but tremble.

The faces of the nine martial arts powerhouses surrounding the Wuzhi Mountain of Hunyuan became solemn. Then a green light rushed out from the top of the Tianling and turned into a bronze tripod with three legs and two ears. The tripod was carved with images of Jiuzhou properties and strange animals, giving people a sense of heavy and simplicity.

As soon as the nine bronze tripods appeared, the void seemed to solidify, and a heavy power spread out, making people want to worship him without realizing it.

The nine tripods stand tall in nine directions, with green light rippling, forming a strange picture in the void.

Rumble!

The purple thunder cloud condensed into a purple thunder dragon, and suddenly rushed towards the Wujie Mountain of Hunyuan. Its terrible aura of unparalleled power and destruction made all the earthly gods present frightened.

The thunder dragon transformed from the Zixiao divine thunder pounced on the picture transformed from the Jiuzhou Cauldron. In an instant, purple thunders were everywhere in the sky, like a world-destroying thunder, trying to destroy this Jiuzhou Realm. The nine martial arts powerhouses above the Jiuzhou Pictures were all working hard to maintain the power of the Jiuzhou Cauldron.

Under such an attack of the world-destroying thunder, is it possible for the nine martial arts powerhouses and the counter-earth ones to survive?

I'm afraid not, this is the idea of ​​the true gods of the earth present.

This thunder is really terrible. Even the ancient immortals and Buddhas are like moths flying into the fire in front of such thunder, and they are inseparable.
Chapter completed!