Outside the Taiyin Star, Taiji Daojun clasped his hands together, and Taiji mysterious energy wrapped around the entire surface of the celestial body, laying one Taiji array after another.

The Lord of Wanxiang Dao outlined the right hand in the void and combined tens of millions of Tai Chi arrays into the Liangyi Micro-Dust Array.

King Ning Zhen was with him by the Hunyuan Dadaojun, watching the two Dadaojun sealed the Saint Queen.

"Junior sister, in the future, the two families will determine the primary and secondary battles, so don't interfere." This time, the old Taoist qi and blood became more and more dying, and it was on the verge of dying.

His voice was hoarse and a little weak.

"You just need to worry about the desolate disaster and pay attention to saving the world."

The Holy Queen looked at the seal outside without saying anything.

"If I break the seal with all my strength, it's not impossible. It's just..."

Looking at the old Taoist Jun’s current appearance, the Holy Queen looked sad.

How charming is my senior brother in the past? But for three thousand years, he has ended up in such a field. If it were...

Thinking of the Emperor Ling and King Gaoyang, the Holy Queen stopped thinking about taking action.

If I fought with them, I was afraid that my senior brother would die on the spot.

"Senior brother, I can't interfere. But you need to pay attention to your qualities. It is not easy for my world to remain, and my descendants can't do anything."

Kunwu and Zhuansun are in the palm of their hands, and the saint queen is reluctant to let them go. Instead of watching the two tribes fight to the death, it is not to abandon this matter and sit on the Taiyin Star to wait for the final disaster.

The old Taoist chuckled and said with a smile: "Kunwu's lineage has the resources of the Emperor of Heaven. Even if the Dao Realm wins and the two realms merge, it will only determine the leader and second place of the Heavenly Court. The position of the Emperor of Heaven is still Kunwu."

Ning Zhenjun and Wanxiang Daojun's eyes flashed, and did not disturb the conversation between the two.

Yes, in the eyes of the old Taoist king, the Holy Queen and he are both descendants of Hunyuan. As the blood descendant of the Holy Queen, the source can be derived from Taixuan Yuanjun, and naturally the true heir of the Hunyuan Sect. The Kunwu lineage

Isn’t it legitimate to take charge of the world?

What the old Taoist lord wanted was to suppress the Great Kun Divine Dynasty and allow his plan to save the world to go smoothly. As for other things, he didn't care.

At this time, fortune, Biluo and the two great Taoist kings fled to the old Taoist king in a hurry.

"Brother Dao, no good! Xuan Huang and the others were suppressed by the God of War!"

Tai Chi, Wanxiang showed surprise: "Suppress? Can a mere group of martial saints and barbarians suppress us Taoist lord?"

"It is a kind of spiritual formation. They block the induction between Taoist Lord and Heaven and Earth, and then the Martial Saint attacked suicide and directly killed Xuan Huang. I think 'Ling Yan' is probably also..."

"They are not dead yet." The old Taoist looked at the void with his turbid eyes and saw the traces of the departure of the Temple of War.

"How can we die so easily with Taoism? Well... Xuan Huang was in prison, and Ling Yan..." The old Taoist lord noticed a trace of heavenly secrets and seemed to look at the Saint Queen with some sense.

Although the Holy Queen was not as good as the Taoist lords, she was not inferior to everyone in terms of Taoism. She also noticed the future opportunity of Lingyan Daojun and showed a strange expression.

With his head down, the Queen of Saints thought silently: Oh no, Da Kun is already in a difficult situation. If he attracts foreigners, I am afraid... Could it be that he really wants to implement the senior brother's plan?

"Don't worry, the old Taoist will rescue them. You can quickly return to the Taoist realm to deal with the next big change."

"Senior brother, the two kings in the Taoist realm have only one small disaster, and he will be able to escape from the trouble. And your life is about to end. If you use magic power abruptly, I am afraid that the day when the Taoist is destroyed will be in today."

When the old Taoist saw the worried look of the saint, he smiled unconsciously: "Junior sister. Are there any juniors who dare to fight to the death? Are you brothers worse than younger generations?"

His mana power is rising, igniting the fire of life like a saint, and recovering from his peak.

A top Daojun who has half a foot stepped into the "Tao Ren Realm" truly demonstrates his strength.

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The four great Daojun and Ning Zhenjun were blown away by the momentum of the old Daojun. At this moment, Biluo and fortune once again experienced a similar feeling to the "Essence of Spirits".

Beside the old Taoist king, they could not feel their own avenue.

At this moment, there is only endless Hunyuan power in the void.

Even the Taoist of Creation, the Demon Emperor and the Lord of Moon were greatly affected.

The moonlight rolled up and the two came to the moon.

"You help me evolve into disasters."

...

In the Temple of War God, Saint Jiang and a group of disciples surrounded the old saint.

Saint Zhong regained his old state again, and his white hair fell off, leaving only a wrinkled scalp. His teeth were all gone and his eyes were blind.

"You don't need to do this. It's better to die in a warrior than to die on a sickbed."

Saint Zhong struggled to hand the divine clock to Saint Jiang: "After I die, the divine world will evolve into the cave heaven. You put this thing into the cave heaven and suppress one world. No matter your status, you can enter the world for trial. Perhaps one day, there will be a junior.

Inherit my Taoist tradition.”

"Yes." Saint Jiang put away the divine bell.

Saint Zhong said again: "This time, the Immortal Dao lineage will inevitably be frightened. When you turn back, you will say that the "Suo Ling Art" has not been successful yet, but I just fight to the death. Don't provoke them taboos, which will ruin His Majesty's and Taoism.

The battle of the world.”

It would be bad if the immortals cherish their feathers and turn against each other before the decisive battle.

"I understand." After saying that, Saint Jiang suddenly felt something and quietly activated a martial arts gull to throw out one of the two seals in the square.

These two seals are the immortal bodies of two great Daojuns.

Seeing a seal disappear, the warlocks were a little at a loss.

Saint Jiang silently sent a voice to comfort him and continued to talk to Saint Zhong.

"Your Majesty...you can send someone to say that the old man will not need to be buried in a grand manner after his death, and a grave is enough. In addition, if Your Majesty sends someone to seal my tomb, you should not stop it. In order to target 'that'

, this is all right."

The Temple of War is also clear about the Ghost Emperor.

"Brother Dao, don't say this anymore. Do you have any private words to tell you these disciples?"

In business, Saint Jiang naturally understood what to do.

Saint Zhong deliberately used his own Death Gang to prove the truth, which was enough to make the Temple of War God stable for a long time in the future. In addition, the Immortals saw the "Essential Spirit Realm", if they were overall hostile to martial arts, they would also make the Temple of War God and

The connection between the Divine Emperor is closer.

It can be said that Saint Zhong used his death to help the Temple of War God pave the way for hundreds of years in the future. The God Emperor was concerned about his old love. As long as Kun Lie reigns for one day, he would not have to worry about the future of the Temple of War God.

"In private words?" Zhong Shengren moved his mouth. He devoted his life to the Martial Arts and the Temple of War, so what was there for his private affairs?

Just as he slowly closed his eyes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of Saint Jiang: "The masked man... tell Your Majesty that there is a face in the Heavenly Palace... Be careful..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhong Shengren relaxed his strength and had already died.

"You take care of Brother Dao, I'll come when I go."

To endure the grief, Saint Jiang flashed out of the Temple of War.

In the void, the Hunyuan Dadao Jun stood with his hands behind his back.

"Thank you, Dao Lord, for showing mercy, for allowing Brother Dao to pass away safely."

"All of them are dying people, and they are in the same mood. They always have to give him a decent attitude."

The Hunyuan Daojun came quickly, but he realized that Saint Zhong was dying and no longer had the power to fight again, so he did not force himself to break in.

Looking at the young and handsome Daojun in front of him, Saint Jiang sighed in his heart.

If you change the time and place, facing this magnificent immortal, maybe the two of them can still drink and have fun. But now...

"The Great Daojun is willing to stop outside the Temple of War God, and I have thrown a seal into the void. As for the other person, the Temple of War God has begun to seal."
Chapter completed!