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Chapter 1057: The Battle of the Sea of ??Blood (Part 2)(2/2)

He secretly said ‘no’.

He quickly activated the space gourd, and in an instant, endless space barriers protected his entire body.

The next moment, a long, dark red needle instantly penetrated the defense of the Underworld Death Flag and flew straight towards Xu Junming's heart.

Soon he fell into endless space.

With Xu Junming's current Hunyuan Xuanxian level of space cultivation, a single thought can create billions of miles of space around him.

If you use a space gourd, the space inside is as big as nearly one-tenth of the prehistoric world.

The prehistoric world is not just the prehistoric continent, but also includes the prehistoric starry sky millions of times larger outside.

Therefore, the long dark red needle that falls into it seems to never fly to the end.

Ancestor Styx instantly understood that his fatal blow had failed.

Subconsciously, I wanted to take back the treasure.

But Xu Junming also saw the insidious nature of this long dark red needle, so how could he still get his wish?

Actuating the space gourd instantly cut off the consciousness of Patriarch Styx.

"Old Ancestor, this is a good trick. If it were replaced by someone who was worse, I'm afraid I would have already suffered from your poisonous needle."

Ancestor Styx looked gloomy.

The guy opposite was more difficult than he expected.

"Damn Bo Xun, why did you provoke such a powerful enemy for my bloody sea!"

After repeated battles and seeing the opponent's tyranny more and more, the thought of victory in Patriarch Styx's heart became weaker and weaker.

Qing Palace on Jin'ao Island.

Wearing a green Taoist robe, with a fishing drum hanging on his left waist and a purple electric hammer hanging on his right waist, the Shangqing Saint with a sharp aura looked at the scene in the vast water mirror above the palace.

"Is this person the True Lord of Chongshan, Xu Junming?"

"Exactly." Taoist Duobao nodded, his expression a little complicated.

"I just didn't expect that this person's cultivation level is so high that he can actually fight with Ancestor Minghe and gain the upper hand. If I had known this, I wouldn't have forced the Chongshan disciples to leave in Wanqiu."

"Elder brother, there is no need to worry. Although Xu Junming's cultivation is high, it is far inferior to his master's saintly status. Although Chongshan Academy is strong, it is much worse than my Jie Jiao from Ten Thousand Immortals. I am offended.

It’s just offended, it’s no big deal.”

Jin Guangxian, one of the attendant seven immortals, said carelessly.

"What Senior Brother Jin Guang said is true. In the prehistoric world, I, the Jiejiao Sect, is the largest sect. With the strength of my mentor, I can kill the Ancestor Minghe with one move. Chongshan Academy? No matter what it does." Ling Ling

Tooth Fairy Road.

All of a sudden, the hall was filled with people who responded.

The only ones who really looked calm and showed a trace of worry were Duobao Taoist, Wudang Holy Mother, Ghost Holy Mother, Wuyunxian, Yunxiao and a few others.

"Boom!"

With the sound of a drum, everyone quickly fell silent.

Seeing this, the leader of Tongtian Cult no longer shook the fishing drum.

Turn your head.

"Duobao?"

"The disciple is here."

"After this battle, if Xu Junming wins, you can go to my Jiejiao backyard to pick nine fire dates and send them to Buzhou Mountain."

"As commanded."

Obviously, the Sage of Shangqing intended to turn the war into friendship and resolve the grievances between Shangqing and Chongshan.

The master gave the order. Although the disciples were puzzled, they did not dare to ask any more questions.

Staring at the two sides fighting in the water mirror, Master Tongtian's eyes flickered.

Saints are not invincible.

If they were to face the real Hunyuan Golden Immortals, their power would be their own, and they would be much stronger than the Heavenly Dao Saints as they control every ounce of mana in their bodies.

After all, borrowed power is not as good as the power you master.

Therefore, even if the ancient enlightened masters like Ming He, Zhen Yuanzi, and Kunpeng Patriarch are not saints, they should be respected as they should be.

Because these people still have the possibility to become Hunyuan Golden Immortals.

Staring at Xu Junming's back.
Chapter completed!
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