A clone of the Ancestor of the Styx disappeared, and countless phantoms of the Ancestral Dragon became weaker and weaker, and finally fell down and condensed into a coma martial arts sequence.

Yuan Feng was injured by the ancestor of the Styx, but when the Nirvana Zhuhuo was burned, the injury immediately recovered. At this time, Yuan Feng screamed like a terrifying call in the sky. The flying phoenix wings flew, and Yuan Feng was constantly born from the Zhuhuo.

"Infinite Phoenix Burn!"

The sky shouted, and the Yuanfeng spread its wings in the sky, one pierced through the chest of the Ancestor Styx. Then there was a second, a third, a fourth... Countless fiery phoenixes rushed towards the Ancestor Styx until they burned his holy body into ashes, and then they turned into the sleeping body of the sword again.

Seeing that the two essence and blood clones disappeared, the original deity of the Ancestor of the Styx had disappeared, and knew that the situation had gone, he did not dare to entangle with the Qilin transformed by Xue Jian, so he wanted to abandon his target and escape to the distance.

Xue Jian would not make the ancestor of the Styx, who is a saint, come back soon. The first qilin stepped on the hoof of the clouds, and the sky suddenly shook with a huge shock. Countless first qilins appeared, just like thunder horses, and galloping like waves of fire.

When the Ancestor Styx saw it, his muscles on his face twitched, and he was so scared that he almost flew out of the sky because he knew that Xue Jian was going to sacrifice his life to fight!

"Infinite Qilin Tribulation!"

As soon as the sound swept across the world, the unicorns surged like a craze, and they all turned into a majestic beast shadow in the wilderness and continued to bombard the ancestor of the Styx in the world, like a heavy hammer and a wall, with thousands of arrows piercing the heart...

The ancestor of the Styx was extremely miserable, wailing constantly, and his fragmented holy body was like a thousand wild boars trampling on them and tens of thousands of tigers biting them. It was really terrible.

Seeing the remaining shadow of Shi Qilin turning into a sleepy Xue Jian, the injured soul of the ancestor of the Styx fled straight to the distance, and did not forget to leave behind the bold oath of "You ants, I will never give up, and I will definitely crush you to ashes."

Donghuangting felt the power of killing gradually dissipated, the wind and clouds subsided, endured the pain all over his body, and tried hard to get up from the flower pit.

The scattered look around, the plants, trees, flowers and stones are buried, and there is no breath of life. The saint's battle is too powerful, and it is not easy to survive under the chaotic rules of wanton destruction. Although Donghuangting can survive the luck, he will not believe that other companions will be killed.

As he walked tiredly, Donghuangting shouted loudly, and he admitted that he still had the luck of their survival.

No one answers, no traces to be found, the buried flower soil is a tomb, where is the sleeping place of the companion?

The anxious Donghuangting's voice began to sniff, and hope gradually became smaller.

A sacred light appeared in the sky, clearly looking like a middle-aged man.

"You're looking for them, do you know what world is here?"

Donghuangting shook his head.

"This is the world of holy light, which is called the time tower. The speed here is very slow. From the moment you enter this world, the outside world has only passed one breath."

"I know you have many questions, but because of the powerful killing power of the saint, the Holy Light Tower is about to be destroyed, so as the spirit of the Holy Light Tower, I will send you and your sleeping and coma, backfire and amnesia back to the real world. If you are lucky, you can find them."

"Okay, this is my final help to you. After the Holy Light Tower is destroyed, it will be divided into three wreckage. It should be able to protect the souls of your three amnesia friends. As for what happens next, it can only depend on luck."

After the spirit of the weapon said that, the entire body of the holy light began to crack, and it was divided into three immediately. The powerful power of destruction annihilated the Eastern Imperial Court and made everything disappear...

In the air of Penglai Island, Luohu's breath gradually weakened, and the ancestor Hongjun also suffered a relapse of his old injuries, and neither of them could do well.

The two saints who were in a stalemate looked at the shadows of immortals and demons fighting on the island, thinking quickly, as if waiting for something.

At this time, the chaotic Zizhiya Bihuan Palace suddenly began to emit a strong momentum, and a beam of white light broke out like the rising sun, and the formation threads like fish nets could not trap the white human body rushing outward.

"This... this is Mo Luo, the ancestor of the Demon Realm who broke the seal! I didn't expect that the uneasy throbbing that I just felt was actually this long-lost person. The catastrophe of the Three Realms finally came. It seems that a new order will be formed in advance, and the diversion of the Three Realms has become a foregone conclusion." said the ancestor Hongjun.

"Hahahaha, old man Hongjun, are you finally scared? Instead of worrying about your disciples, you might as well worry about yourself!" Luohu's God-killing spear swept, and drew a rule path in the air. The holy body flashed and soon arrived at the sky above Biyou Palace.

The white human body burst out with a tide-like dark energy, which instantly supported the fish net array wire, as if it was about to break the net.

When the ancestor Hongjun saw that something was wrong, he danced with his hands, and a bunch of super mysterious energy covered it like a net woven by white light, adding the binding force to the fish net array silk, making the white human figure who was originally trying to escape from the trap of fate.

"Hongjun, I am irreconcilable to you, ah!" The white human form emitted a destructive sound, and at the same time turned into countless white lights and shot out from the fish net array.

These countless white lights quickly condensed into the sky, reshaping the white human form, but the light dimmed a lot.

"Father, you finally came out. The child has been waiting for a long time." Luohu quickly flashed over and saluted happily.

The white figure gradually condensed, and in a few breaths, an old man with white hair and beard appeared.

"In order to come out, Wutian, Luotian, Huoli, and Yanli have all used great power. The Holy Body Seal of Founding Yuanling is indeed not easy to unseal. Even so, I have to use the forbidden technique to reduce my cultivation, otherwise my son's efforts will be in vain." Mo Luo looked at the fish net seal that gradually returned to its original state in Biyou Palace, and said a little tiredly.

Luohu said: "Although the father has declined from the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian Realm, he is still supreme and noble in the three realms. The law of freedom is driven by you. With a 1,800-year-old situation, the father can regain the ranking of the Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian Immortals."

"What my son said is very good. I need to retreat immediately to restore this rusty body as soon as possible." Moluo said.

"Mo Luo, you really do whatever you want to come out! If this is the result you want, I have to leave you to Zixiao Palace to cultivate your body and cultivate your character." After the ancestor Hongjun finished speaking, he slapped his palms, and a huge palm with overlapping mysteries turned into the sky and slapped it.

"Cultivate oneself and cultivate one's nature, hahaha... Hongjun, your mind has indeed rusted. I have worked so hard to free myself from the seal, how could I enter another cage?" Mo Luo said calmly.

"The father has only regained his freedom, and my filial piety has begun to emerge. Hongjun, do you think I will get you what you want?" Luohu suddenly shot out the God-killing spear, and the entire sky was disrupted by the power of rules. The rule power of the giant palm sutra that Hongjun slapped was weakened layer by layer. When he slapped the sky above Moluo's head, Luohu stabbed the remaining power of the clapping spear to nothing.

"Hongjun, your old injury has relapsed, your strength is less than 80%. There are still many endgames that need to be cleaned up, and you can't continue fighting. I have first gained freedom and freedom. I will ask for advice again tomorrow, and I will not be with you today!" Mo Luo said calmly, his body turned into a mysterious light and disappeared in an instant.

Luohu snorted coldly: "Let's give up today, the future is long, old man Hongjun, see you again!"

Seeing Luohu trying to escape, the ancestor Hongjun immediately bent his finger and flicked it. The harsh rules came like a beam of holy arrows, and were about to attack Luohu's back.

Luohu smiled strangely, waved the sleeves of his robe, and the wine fairy, Qin fairy, Yi fairy, and Tea fairy were caught by him. He wanted to use these four immortals to block the disaster.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ancestor Hongjun quickly grabbed his hand and let the sacred arrow light stop, otherwise the four immortals would die and disappear.

"Old man Hongjun, if you dare to act rashly, I will not leave them behind. You should know my temper. At worst, I can only let them be buried with you!"

"Rahu, you are the ancestor of the demon clan, and you act so shamelessly!" Qin Xian Zhengyin cursed. He never thought that he would become a hostage to Luohu threaten the ancestor Hongjun.

"Zhengyin, you are right. As a demon ancestor, I have long been recognized as evil. You are eager to cut me into pieces. Since that's the case, do you need your so-called face? Besides, Hongjun is the ancestor of all Taoisms, so you will always care about your so-called face, right?" Luohu said indifferently.

"Yixian Tianyuan, Teaxian Jinglingzi, you dare to struggle again, believe it or not, I will slap you to death with one palm!"

"Rahu, you...you are shameless!"

"If you insist on going to the poor road, you can't keep you. Why do you have to do this in vain?" asked the ancestor Hongjun.

"Because I don't like tails, I have to strive for the greatest benefit in everything." Luohu said loudly.

"Okay, your subordinates can do whatever they want." Old Ancestor Hongjun took back the light of the holy arrow and said seriously.

Luohu pushed his right hand and the four immortals were pushed aside by an invisible rule. Then he used the Taoist sound to say to the demon gods: "I'll end today, I'll make a decision again in the future and withdraw!"

The Nine Thousand Demon Gods and the Five-Colored Demon Emperor did not dare to disagree, so they all stopped, then flashed into the distance, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"There will be a date later!" Luohu threw a sentence at Hongjun, and his holy body shook and left like lightning.

"Master, we..." The wine fairy, tea fairy, Yi fairy, and Qin fairy hurriedly bowed respectfully and said in shame.

"Oh, Luohu saved Moluo, and the three realms will be in great trouble. You don't have to blame yourself. Let's go to practice." After the ancestor Hongjun said, he said to the immortals and holy people on Penglai Island: "The disciples of Tongtian were injured in response to the disaster. The immortals and holy people come and help each other to show the great aura of the three realms. Now that this matter is temporarily, everyone will go to the cave to avoid any further troubles and killing."

"Yes, I obey the order!" The immortal saints responded.

The ancestor Hongjun turned around and turned into auspicious clouds and left without traces. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!