Fairy way

The world is changing and blurred.

Everything is like the beginning of chaos, hazy and unclear.

The sky turned into a river of stars.

There are only incomplete brilliant spots inlaid between the sky and the earth.

The whole world seems to have been twisted and torn apart.

And the source of all this is the collision of the power of the saint.

"Roar!!" The green tiger beast's roar resounded through the sky, and each sound was like thousands of thunderclaps exploding down. Above the sky, vast rays of light kept flickering.

An invisible blue tiger shadow almost covered the entire sky.

But there are still five terrifying shadows entangled endlessly.

There is a gloomy and cold silver light flickering, condensing the ancient glaciers, spreading half of the sky, and there is also universal Buddha light, manifesting the statues of Buddhas in the heavens, with solemn treasures, which makes people awe and fearful, and there is also a mighty purple air coming from the east, hanging Three thousand purple great rivers, deriving all phenomena and laws, mysterious and unpredictable...

The old sage's method is too detached, one person is a world.

In the era when the saints were shining brightly, the sky and the stars would be dimmed.

Even if it is just the incarnation of the ancient sage, it is very terrifying.

As for Venerable Qinghu, he restrained the incarnations of the five ancient sages by himself, and participated in good fortune, showing a very terrifying strength, worthy of the status of a saint.

The way of controlling beasts has not been considered a great way since ancient times.

Top monks rarely waste time on cultivating spiritual pets.

As the incarnation of the ancient sage said, this is a small path, so the words are all disdainful, but this does not affect Venerable Qinghu's Taoist heart.

He was sanctified at the end of ancient times, hastily killed himself to save his life, and never really fought against a saint.

But he has absolute self-confidence, and he is by no means weaker than other Old Sages.

"Incomplete origin, destroying your five incarnations, even if you can't do this, you are still a saint." Venerable Qinghu attacked with Tao, ruthlessly, and almost wiped out the five incarnations.

The five ancient sages were shocked.

Perhaps it was unexpected that Venerable Qinghu's strength was somewhat beyond their expectations.

It stands to reason that a saint who beheaded himself should not have such strength.

"The source of cutting is divided into Qinghu, the secret technique of controlling beasts, and the combination of humans and monsters." Yun Huanming suddenly discovered something, and his voice was low and cold: "No wonder, the influence of his strength was minimized by the method of controlling beasts, so That's how powerful it is."

The other four avatars froze suddenly.

Can this be done?

The opponent might be able to exert nearly half of the strength of the saint.

With such strength, crushing their avatars is obviously not a problem.

After all, it is just an incarnation. Although it carries part of the power of a saint, it is only a breath after all. If it is damaged, it will soon perish.

"Hurry up, don't hesitate anymore, the mortal realms are almost merging." Yun Huanming rushed into the sky in his incarnation, blooming a vast silver light, and turned himself into a god in the snow.

Afterwards, the divine stone in Mo Shengmu's hand flew up by itself, turned into a silver trace, and fell straight into Yun Huanming's hands.

The air of chaos gushed out.

The god stone blooms with incomparable brilliance.

This sacred stone was originally a treasure that Yun Huanming himself sacrificed and refined. Naturally, the incarnation control is not obscure, and it can also arouse the power of the treasure to the greatest extent.

Seeing this, several other people immediately understood, and began to call for their magic weapon.

The cultivators of Yuding Xianzong and other sects respectfully presented the magic treasure, feeling very excited, seeing the treasure display its true power, it was a worthwhile trip.

You must know that the semi-saint can't exert the full power of the saint's treasure at all.

The return of the four treasures to the hands of the ancient sages is like being completely reborn, and the power they bloom has increased several times, which is very terrifying.

However, the incarnation of the ancient Buddha did not sacrifice any magic weapon.

Not just for any reason.

As a result, Venerable Qinghu's pressure increased sharply.

A powerful magic weapon is enough to produce a qualitative change.

Not to mention a full four.

"This is troublesome." Venerable Qinghu's ferocious eyebrows flashed with alertness.

Originally, these five incarnations were almost wiped out.

Now with the increase of Saint Supreme Treasure, the situation is reversed.

Instead, he fell into a disadvantage.

The most important thing is that Venerable Qinghu does not have the same level of magic weapon.

Although he was sanctified, he beheaded himself before he had time to sacrifice his own magic weapon. Naturally, he couldn't nurture the supreme treasure of a saint at this level.

So that it is so disadvantaged now.

"You delay for a while, I'm going to smash the mortal world!" Yun Huanming informed the other four through sound transmission, and he turned into a huge ice dragon and went straight to the cracks in the sky and the earth.

Venerable Qinghu's complexion changed suddenly, and his angry roar was deafening, as if he was going to overthrow the sky, but he was still suppressed, and it was difficult to escape.

It is almost impossible for these five incarnations to kill Venerable Blue Tiger.

Even if the original source is incomplete, the vigorous vitality of the saint cannot be wiped away by just a few incarnations.

They are very clear.

It is enough to smash the mortal world.

The man in the golden robe promised them that as long as they could smash the mortal world and kill all the monks who had ascended, they would be able to return to the top in the near future without being bound by heaven and earth.

They are well aware of the power hidden by the man in the golden robe.

That's why the avatar came after the failure of the monks under his sect.

Venerable Qinghu is indeed a difficult point to deal with.

But they don't really have to kill Venerable Qinghu right away, as long as they smash the mortal world and kill the group of Ascended, the goal will be achieved.

Yun Huanming left with the divine stone, with a vast aura, and a huge shadow enveloped the entire Wenxin Realm.

There were cries and screams of fear one after another.

All creatures felt the suffocating despair.

"Destroy it." Yun Huanming was about to make a move, but saw a cloud-like blue light appearing in front of him, and there was also a faint saintly aura.

It was Jiang Chen who was holding the flag covering the sky.

He woke up from enlightenment and rushed to stop Yun Huanming.

Yun Huanming stared at Jiang Chen, feeling slightly confused: Another saint with a broken source?How could such a character have a second one.

wait, no!

This person is not!

Although there is a kind of temperament that is completely detached, the breath is still trapped between heaven and earth, bound within the Dao, and is still all living beings under the saint.

"Such a character, if he becomes a saint, would he still be worthy? Wouldn't he be on par with those..." Yun Huanming's indifferent eyes actually hid a bit of fear.

This man must die!

Never stay!

Yun Huanming's original attack on the Wenxin Realm locked Jiang Chen without hesitation. His body was like a snow peak, his aura was like a startling dragon, and the divine stone floated between his palms. come under pressure.

Jiang Chen blocked the sky-covering flag in front of him, controlled the treasure with the meaning of Qingyun, with a dignified expression, and tried his best to induce all kinds of Qingyun intentions to hang down from the clouds.

boom!

The monstrous flames are in full bloom.

The extreme chill shatters everything.

Everything happens in that instant.

Cracks appeared on the sky-covering banner, Jiang Chen's clothes rattled in the wind, and then one after another fine bloodstains appeared on the white clothes, densely packed like silk threads.

Jiang Chen was covered in blood, it was extremely tragic.

He struggled to hold the flagpole of the Zhetian Banner, and stood in place with difficulty, the blue light on his body flickering on and off.

Seems like it's going to fade away anytime.

"Huh?" Yun Huanming was a little surprised.

This is somewhat unexpected.

He was able to block his full blow.