Staring at the other side of the starry sky, the Eternal Sect Master fell into deep thought.

He has had magnificent life, unwillingness to be sad and angry, and painful struggles... It is because he has experienced too much that he is cautious.

He called himself eternal life, not that he could really live eternal life, but that he had the deepest ambition in his heart.

At this time, Yuanyang on the other side of the starry sky seemed to have a big problem, but there was still a big possibility that he set up a plan. Even if there was only a slight possibility, he should not take risks.

For eternal life, he has given up too much...

Thinking about the corner of the world that I was peeping, the Eternal Sect Master sighed:

“Eternal life, eternal life…”

......

The other side of the starry sky has become a sea of ​​destruction.

The imperial treasures burst out and rays hit the starry sea, countless magical powers stormed, setting off a large number of frenzys.

Under the terrifying aura, the huge Emperor's Continent was in deep fear, and countless creatures were trembling, terrifyingly in the changes in the celestial phenomena that seemed to be about to end the end of the world.

boom!

The void cracks and blood scatters in the sky.

Yuan Duxiu and Feng Xinglie retreated together, and Wanfa Dragon Tower was also bombarded and thrown away.

Buzz ~

He tightly squeezed the thunder knife that was trembling like a dragon, and his sleeves were red, and he danced wildly, his eyes were deep: "Is it so powerful if only instinct?"

His heart was shaken.

After several collisions, he had already tentatively found that the person in front of him was definitely not Yuanyang, but his possessor had a strong fighting instinct, even if he was in a state of confusion and loss of mind.

They were even more at ease in the face of them.

Boom!

While Feng Xinglie and Yuan Duxiu retreated, a shocking sound exploded again. In the boiling and turbulent divine light, Long Aotian, wearing the Emperor's Dragon Armor, was beaten to cough up blood again and flew away.

"Immortal Buddha."

The Buddha's shadow of the Amitabha was broken on the spot, his hands shaking and bleeding, and his breath was extremely dim.

"I don't believe it!"

Long Aotian coughed up blood and roared, but was swept away by another blow. If it were not for the protection of the Emperor Ji Dragon God Armor, this blow could have exploded.

Buzz buzz ~

The battle was boiling, and the Supreme Aura was filled with the air.

The few of them retreated, staring at the long body in the void, as if they had never moved at all from beginning to end, and their hearts were extremely depressed.

Invincible!

Truly invincible!

At this moment, even though he was as rebellious as the wind, Long Aotian had to admit that he and others were no match for the people in front of him.

"What exactly happened to King Yuanyang?"

Chu Mengyao's white clothes were dancing, and the divine light lingered around her was not good-looking, so she obviously suffered a lot of losses.

She didn't want to take action at first, but in the end she couldn't help but bring the treasure to her, which shocked her, and something a little incredible.

Although the "Yuanyang King" in front of him was only instinct, his reaction was shocking. During the battle, many imperial treasures were interrupted directly whenever they showed signs of recovery.

Bang!

Accompanied by an unwilling whine, Feng Jinhuang was once again broken into the sky, and the moment when the terrifying will came.

He was rescued by several people reasonably.

At this time, several powerful kings including Feng Xinglie, Yuan Duxiu, and Chu Mengyao had all withdrawn from the battle circle.

Only a few supreme treasures danced across the starry sea, setting off a series of destruction and fighting against the enemy.

“Can’t interfere…”

Feng Xinglie held the thunder knife and felt very unwilling in his heart, but his strength was inferior to others, but his strength was inferior to others. Even if he was unwilling to do so, he still calmed down.

"The Supreme Treasure cannot be revived in front of him, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop him for too long!"

Long Aotian endured the severe pain and reorganized his body, with a look of lingering fear, but he did not dare to step forward anymore.

Although he has the ability to replace death, this kind of pain will not be false. Even though he is tough and has been beaten again and again, he is still scared.

"This matter is very bad..."

Feng Xinglie looked solemn: "Although I don't know what happened, I feel that 'he' is getting stronger..."

Everyone's hearts were full of knowledge that the "he" mentioned by Feng Xinglei was the will in Yuanyang's body at this time.

That may be the "Heaven Demon" or the will of a similar "God's Thought".

But no matter what it is, they all have a premonition that once they are revived, the deepest terror will come.

Without thinking and unconsciousness, they were beaten to a disorganized attack.

If a true consciousness is born, who can control it in this world?

Even now, they seem to have no choice.

"A body that is almost enlightened, even if it has no will, is not something we can match. If will is born, it will be invincible! For the sake of this, we can only rely on external forces..."

Di Amitabha exhaled a breath of Buddha's blood, with a solemn and solemn expression, just like the mouth of the big Buddha worshipped in the temple:

"In the endless vast sea, there are formations set up by my Buddhist sages, which may suppress Yuanyang's body!"

Buddhist formation?

Everyone was stunned at first, and then retorted: "If Yuanyang's body is like the Emperor's Eye, once a war breaks out again, then all Jiuzhou will be Lu Chen!"

Huangji has the arrangement left by the emperors, which is enough to carry the battle to be granted marquis and kings, but this is the body of a nearly enlightened person.

Who is sure that the Buddhist formation that has no new Buddha since the Middle Ages can definitely suppress the Yuanyang body at this time?

Over the long years of millions of years, the formations left by the Supreme have also lost the power that once suppressed the world.

As powerful as the Dragon Tower of Wanfa, how powerful is there at this time?

"There is no other way now."

Emperor Amitabha sighed lightly and looked at Chu Mengyao: "Maybe, the Bashihuang Court has a stronger foundation..."

As the last supreme emperor, if the Supreme Guanglong had a backup plan, he would definitely be able to suppress everything.

Just thinking about the scene when Supreme Guanglong appeared in the thunder tribulation eight hundred years ago but did not confront King Yuanyang, there was still a shadow in the hearts of the few people.

"Then you're wrong!"

Chu Mengyao was flew in clothes, her breath was as sunny as the sun, and her expression was solemn and with a hint of indifference: "The ancestors followed the way of heaven, the strong were superior, and the weak were dead, and they never left any protection for the younger generation! What's more,..."

Chu Mengyao never said the last sentence.

She was very suspicious whether her ancestor would suppress Yuanyang even if she had a backup plan...

She knew that the ancestor almost gave the "Tai Chi Qiankun Circle" the entire Bashihuang Court's inheritance.

"Maybe, that's all."

Looking at the increasingly turbulent battlefield, the few people could only nod.

As cultivators, they know best how terrible the power of losing control is. This Yuanyang body is a force that is enough to destroy the Emperor and slaughter the world.

Huh ~

Yuan Duxiu stood in the distance, with blood and gas on his body burning, but he had nothing to say. In a sense, this disaster was caused by him.

Boom!

The conversation between several people was only in the blink of an eye, but the battlefield started to riot again. In the tides like storm, the Wanfa Dragon Tower took off again and shattered the void.

In no particular order, the phoenix wings and gold wings flew out horizontally, buzzing and trembling, crushing a starry sky.

Everyone's expressions changed.

Emperor Amitabha had taken a step, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere, shining on the sea of ​​stars.

Boom!

Zen singing buzzes, and Buddha shadows reappear!

The vast Buddha light rolled up, trying to fill the starry sea, and rushed towards the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, Di Amitabha did not dare to keep it at all. As the three thousand blue silk danced, he squeezed all kinds of Buddhist seals, and once again evolved into a great compassionate palm:

"I will take action, please cooperate and lead Yuanyang into the vast sea of ​​Huangji!"

......

Huh ~
To be continued...