If you think of the name of a golden immortal, there will be cause and effect in the dark, and even if you know the endless mountains and rivers, you will know in an instant.

Therefore, when monks talk about a powerful person, they often dare not call him by his name.

Zhao Yu is no exception.

However, Yu Qiandao is now in front of him and wants to kill him. Although it is just a little thought, Zhao Yu has no scruples.

Why be afraid of him?!

Zhao Yu made up his mind: "So what about the Golden Immortal? What can you do to me if you have a little thought of differentiation? I will destroy your thoughts today, and I will teach you a good idea!"

Yu Qiandao showed his body, but he looked like a Qingyan old Taoist. Zhao Yu knew that this must not be his true body. He came here with a little thought, probably because he had taken away someone's body in this magical illusion. Zhao Yu had already understood that Yu Qiandao also had self-knowledge, and knew that he had no absolute certainty about a little thought, so he took away the human body, hid it in the formation of Ten Thousand Immortals, and then suddenly used his harsh hands to determine the universe.

However, he never expected that Zhao Yu was so powerful, and his actions were useless. Instead, he was in a stalemate.

Yu Qiandao's eyes were cold and his face was smiling: "I think my thoughts must have never exceeded the old man's tolerance. I may even use them as a whetstone to sharpen the ants. If I don't have my true body, what can I do to me?" He said: "I don't fight with you, just eat me and die obediently!"

Without falling, Yu Qiandao exploded with a bang. This explosion collapsed into a singularity. There was infinite gravity and infinite laws, like Taotie swallowing the sky, infinitely hushing the source of all rivers, and suddenly hushing the empty space. Zhao Yu's brows thumped, his body trembled, he looked up and pressed his thumb on his head!

"You want to kill me? You're here!"

Zhao Yu's back straightened and opened his mouth to spit out a brilliant five-colored light. The light qi was like a dragon, circling and swaying, and then circling again. When the light qi was annihilated, his huge thumb had gone!

"So awesome!"

The blue veins thrust between Zhao Yu's forehead, his back was bent down with a pressing sound. He shouted wildly and hugged his arms, creating an endless world hazy.

Time and space reincarnation!

puff!

Although the finger was worn away by the five-colored divine light, it became more and more fierce. Most of the fingers were pressed into the cycle of time and space. Zhao Yu was kneeling down with a sound, and his extremely strong membrane made a crackling sound, cracking and bloody mouths, and blood spurted into a dragon and snake. If he had any thoughts on his own, he would pierce into the wound, and was pressed out again, and it would continue!

The finger locked in time and space, and Zhao Yu had nowhere to escape, so he had to take it one way.

The huge half of the finger pressed into the reincarnation of time and space, and then used it layer by layer, and then it was only heard of the sound of the great way. The magical power of time and space was suddenly broken!

Only a small piece of thumb is left, which will be pressed into Zhao Yu's eyebrows!

At this time, a jade butterfly flew over and emitted a mysterious and clear light. There was a scroll of Tai Chi diagram, the golden bridge spread across the sky, and a pan-ancient banner broke through everything. More than ten powerful magic weapons that shook the sky and the earth were able to find the remaining thumb root, but it was too late.

bite!

Like pearls falling on jade plates.

A gray monument emerged from Zhao Yu's eyebrows, just blocking his finger!

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The root of the remaining fingers was paused: "It really fell into the hands of you, an ant!"

"Not only can you see the Taoist monument in my hands, you will also fall into my hands today!"

Two lines of sweat flowed down Zhao Yu's temples, dripping into the void, emitting endless vitality. At this moment, Zhao Yu picked up the cycle of time and space again, and the five colors were brilliant, wrapping the root of the remaining fingers into it.

In an instant, the root of the remaining fingers was wiped out. Among the magical powers of time and space embracing between Zhao Yu's arms, a little bright light shone brightly under the splendor of five colors.

This light is so subtle, but so brilliant. It is full of immortal charm, as if the sky collapses and the earth is broken, and the world is over, without any harm!

"The Golden Immortal Thought is immortal." The thought rushed left and right, and was brushed layer after layer by layer by layer by layer by time and space, and was worn away by the cycle of time and space, but it was still so brilliant.

"You can't kill me." Yu Qiandao's thoughts were trembling: "If I have a thought, you can't do anything."

Yu Qiandao sighed from time to time. The complete death of Yu Shenzhi made him extremely angry. Although his true body was dragged down and he was worried about the ancestor Hunkong, he also gave him some thoughts. Because the ancestor Hunkong and the thought sent by Yu Qiandao could not exceed the distance between heaven and man. He knew deeply that only by killing Zhao Yu at the level of power below the heaven and man, the ancestor Hunkong would not care about him, but would instead treat him as a disciple's whetstone.

I never expected that these mere ants would have such a good way.

With his last blow, all the power of this thought was erupted, and he exerted great power beyond the level of the Earth Immortal, but he could not kill him!

"Seeing the Tao..."

Yu Qiandao sighed - if he hadn't seen the Taoist stele, he would have killed Zhao Yu.

This stone tablet has been linked to him for countless years, but it was never found. For the sake of this Taoist stele, he jumped out as the fuse of the Yuanchu Demon Sect and the Xuanyang Immortal Sect. For the sake of this Taoist stele, he broke his successor. Now even his thoughts are hitting a wall in front of the Taoist stele. What kind of resentment is this?

Zhao Yu's arms were like holding a ball, his arms were shaking, attracting endless laws, time and space flow, and the five elements evolved, gradually shrinking it into a round bead the size of a fingertip. He took it to the Taoist stele, calmed the bead, put it away, and then saw Hongjun and others coming.

"Is it good for fellow Taoists?"

A look of shock on Hongjun's indifferent face has not yet dissipated.

The rest of the saints are the same.

Zhao Yu shook his head: "It's okay."

Then he casually quoted: "The uninvited guest has been captured by me. Everyone, the important thing is important."

All the saints, look at me, and I look at you, and nodded together: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

Although Zhao Yu was injured, he was not seriously injured. His Hunyuan body was about to be formed, but his finger had not really been pressed down. He only suppressed him a little, and it was irrelevant.

Naturally, important things are important.

On the side of Hongjun, thirteen illusions of illusion land immortals were besieging Zhao Yu. The feeling this battle gave him was completely different.

Compared with Yu Qiandao's little thoughts, there is not only a big difference between the clouds and the mud. Although there are many people, among the Thirteen Saints, there are only two or three people who can really cause some trouble to Zhao Yu. The rest are just soy sauce.

Zhao Yu fought against thirteen with one, but later he became more and more superior.

Hongjun held the jade certificate of creation in his hand, and the jade butterfly shone more and more vigorously, and the time was coming.

Zhao Yu broke the divine light of the golden lotus with a punch, and made the Taoist jealousy cough up blood. He then made a backhand fight with the leader of Tongtian, and then knocked Laojun Xuanhuang Tower away. He fought with Yuanshi Tianzun and then beat the emperor of the Four Poles backwards. Taoist Zhunti was kicked away by him. Kunpeng and Lu Ya were not even able to get close to him.

As the battle became more and more intense, a jade tillage rose to cover the sky. With the hands of the saints, it gradually evolved into a faint starry sky. Every time a punch was made in the battle, it turned into a star. A collision of magical powers turned into a star field. The footprints of the saints became star paths, and blood turned into Haoyang...

At some point, the battle was over. Zhao Yu held a baby and stood beside Hongjun with the saints.

The endless primordial qi, the virtual and real, swept through the starry sky in a vast way. The world shook, and even the saints were not allowed to use magic weapons to protect themselves.

Zhao Yu was covered in mysterious light, standing in long body, holding the baby, sighing slightly.
Chapter completed!