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The Dan Palace collapsed in an instant.

Thousands of palaces were submerged in the magical power and turned into dust.

The protective formation for the palace suddenly rose from the Luodu Mountain.

The colorful lights gathered in the void, locking the depth of the cave.

The great formation was the work of Tushan Jun in those days. Built with the number of ninety-nine, the Great Formation of Gods and Demons of All Heavens was enough to withstand ordinary great magical powers, but it required multiple people to activate it.

Now, Yu Shen, who is in charge of the formation, can only barely hold it up.

However, even such a large formation could not withstand the attack of the twelve great masters.

Click!

The cracks spread like a spider web.

On this day, Brother Luodu saw the collapse of mountains and the fall of heaven and earth, as if the end of the world was coming at this moment.

There was no time to be frightened, no time to speak, and no time to feel the cruelty. Everything was like a spring breeze, and then disappeared in it, as if it had never appeared.

"Dragon Man Guxian, you are crazy!"

The remaining spirit roared, and its crazy inspiration turned into a beam of light that shot up into the sky. The Book of Life and Death on Earth echoed it from afar, barely containing the aftermath of the horror.

Xiong Jianzun held the Yin-Yang Seal on his head, shattering the void and continuously raising the battlefield, pulling the ruins into layers of void, and falling into the vast domain barrier.

As he gritted his teeth to resist, traces of imperial blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. His immortal breath instantly evaporated, but his imperial spirit was still vigorous. He, who was holding the Yin-Yang Seal, could not help but retreat.

The dragon man Juxian's eyes were firm and he said coldly, "The three great ancestral instruments of destiny."

This is the true foundation of the underworld. The Book of Life and Death, the Yin and Yang Seal, and the Samsara Platform are clearly controlled by the Central Heaven Ghost Emperor Xiong Jianzun, the remaining gods of King Yama, and the Wheel-Turning King Dun Yi. They were forged after Tushan Jun became emperor. They are not imperial weapons but better than imperial weapons. They are the ancestral emperor's artifacts that can truly determine victory or defeat.

Only by seizing the three ancestral artifacts can one control the underworld.

If they were given time to prepare, with the three ancestral artifacts, his own great magical power and the Dutian formation, Luodu Mountain would be impregnable. Unfortunately, he was not alone, and most of them were not found by him. Thinking of this, he glanced to the side and thought: "The Wheel King Dunyi really did not make a move as agreed."

"Chakravartin!"

Yu Shen hurriedly shouted that if the three of them worked together to activate the ancestral weapon of the underworld, they would still be able to fight back, otherwise there would be only one outcome waiting for them.

Dunyi still did not take any action.

He just stood calmly in the gap of the void.

“No need to shout. Why do you think we can know the time accurately and gather so many great magical powers who have a grudge against Tushan Jun?”

The dragon man Juxian laughed loudly and changed the subject: "Friend Dundao, don't worry, after the matter is completed, you will be the new underworld heaven, and we will all respect you as the Lord."

Xiong Jianzun was shocked and angry, and he yelled, "You are fucking confused! You still believe their lies!"

Wo Huoqi could not participate in such a shocking battle at all, so he quickly wrote a letter to Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun, and also sent a letter to Tianyang Shenzong. Tianzun had a deity and an emperor, and Shenzong also had Feng Daoren and God's brothers. As long as they received his message, they would be able to tear open the layers of space and rush over in an instant.

Dun Yi's eyes remained calm, and he said calmly: "Don't waste your energy. I have sealed the sky and the earth, and not a single message can be transmitted."

"What?!" Wo Hodge was shocked and couldn't help shedding tears, looking at Tun Yi in disbelief.

He never thought that this person would rebel. He was an old minister who had followed the previous emperor and made great contributions. He just discovered that the ancestor had always left a fatal ban.

'Does he want to break the restrictions on his body?'

'That's why we rebel.'

"But if he asks the ancestor for help, he will agree to it given his character."

Tushan Jinghong's eyes were solemn. If there were fewer people, she could still handle it. However, the magical powers of these twelve were enough to subvert the universe. No matter how powerful she was, she was still limited by her realm. The shadow of the emperor stood in front of her to share the pressure with her, and the protective thunder burst with the sound of the avenue.

"We can't wait. If we keep wasting time like this, my father's imperial shadow will disappear sooner or later."

The double pupils locked onto the dragon man Gu Xian.

Give orders without hesitation.

"kill!"

The shadow of the emperor standing in front of Jinghong moved. The torrent of magical powers was like a stream, which could not stop the emperor from moving forward. The pressure of the great magical powers seemed to no longer exist.

The illusory hammer slowly solidified and was raised silently.

Hell burst out with fairy light that flooded the vast universe and turned it into darkness.

The dragon man Juxian was suddenly startled.

A thick fog came over him and made him lose his way.

Two scarlet gazes flickered in the darkness, as faint as the tail flame of a meteor.

The dragon man Juxian was horrified. It was just a full-strength attack from Tushan Jun, but he could not defeat the twelve great magical powers. With the support of the battle array and the imperial soldiers, he could not be defeated. After such a shock, the dragon man Juxian calmed down and roared: "Just let me see the legendary God of the underworld..."

Before he finished speaking, the dragon man Gu Xian felt a chill coming at him.

Look down.

The hammer had crushed most of his body and embedded itself into his internal organs.

puff!

It was cut in two without any suspense.

The battle formation formed by the twelve great gods also collapsed in an instant.

A small number of them flew backwards and spit out large mouthfuls of imperial blood.

"How is that possible!"

The King of Hell coughed up fragments of his internal organs and his body trembled slightly. They almost couldn't resist it. No wonder they all said that Tushan Jun was so powerful.

I used to think it was an exaggeration, but now after experiencing the great emperor's full-strength attack, I truly understand how powerful those cultivators who became emperors on their own are.

After all, they are only subordinate emperors, and their supernatural powers are still too weak.

The Ancient Emperor of the Hehuan Clan was overjoyed: "Good! She has run out of tricks."

clang!

Xiong Jianzun stood in front of Jinghong and said fiercely, "Big!"

The Yin-Yang Seal turned into an imperial weapon millstone that covered the heaven and earth, and its spiritual consciousness locked onto the ancient emperor of the Hehuan Sect.

One touch and you retreat.

The Ancient Emperor of the He Huan Sect took three steps back and looked at the Imperial Soldier in his hand, and said in surprise: "It is commendable that you, a subordinate Fruit Position, can force me to retreat with the sneak attack of the Imperial Soldier."

He used his profound energy and the imperial aura surged, completely healing his injuries.

The dragon man Juxian's body was reconnected, the surprise in his eyes slowly faded, and he said thoughtfully: "Fortunately, it was just a full-strength attack. If my real body was here, I would have died from that attack just now. Unfortunately, Emperor Ying does not have the great magical power of the Honored Soul Banner, but it helped me to stabilize my body again."

Tian Wu asked in a deep voice: "Are you okay?"

"No problem."

One of the ancient emperors of the great clans said, "Tushan Jun is worthy of his reputation!"

The stronger Tushan Jun is, the stronger the murderous intent in their hearts becomes. The ten clans do not need an emperor stepping on their heads. After killing three people and seizing the ancestral artifacts, they can slowly sort them out, so as to completely control the underworld and make the underworld a tool for them to improve their Taoism and thereby control the world.

"No need to waste time talking to them."

"Kill them."

“…”

Everyone attacked at the same time.

The remaining soul relied on the Book of Life and Death to barely protect itself, but it was still miserable. Blood and flesh were splattered everywhere. The circulation of the five internal organs that contained the crystal energy of the gods was interrupted. The whole person was listless, and even his body was crumbling.

The bloody battle is still not over, there is only fighting.

Yu Shen gritted his teeth, turned the Earth Book into a large scroll, sealed the space, and shouted, "Go!"

"I know you can go."

Xiong Jianzun roared: "What will you do if I leave?!"

Yu Shen used his one eye to kick at Xiong Jianzun: "Save her."

Xiong Jianzun didn't hesitate, he picked up Jinghong, twisted his fingers and used his magical power: "Time and Space Shuttle!"

Bang!

He bumped into it head on and was knocked back.

Xiong Jianzun, who should have been like a fish into water, was shocked.

"You can't leave!"

"The twenty-four fixed void piles have completely solidified the void!"

“…”

puff!

The Emperor's Pagoda instantly suppressed Xiong Jianzun, and even though he had the Yin-Yang Seal to protect him, he was still beaten and bled.

Immediately afterwards, the three great supernatural powers rushed forward.

The emperor's body was suddenly torn apart.

There was a flash of light between Xiong Jianzun's eyebrows, and the injuries on his body recovered as if time had gone back.

King Qin Guang, out of consideration for their friendship, advised: "Hand him over, and save him from suffering!"

An ancient emperor from one of the ten clans sneered, "The Great Shuttle? The descendant of the Blood Sea, he has retired but you are here to act as the big shot."

"I want to see how many times he can travel back and forth."

The immortal from the Ancient Immortal Tower said, "Kill him until he can't survive!"

Xiong Jianzun said anxiously: "Tunyi, if we die, it will be you!"

…

The Wheel King Dunyi looked at the battlefield in the void and said calmly: "I am just using them."

The dragon man Juxian was still regulating his breathing. When he heard what Dunyi said, he opened his eyes and grinned, "That's great. You will die soon, too. Otherwise, there won't be enough to share in the spoils of war."

Xiong Jianzun had already gone back three times. His blood was almost drained out. He yelled and asked, "What on earth do you want?"

Dun Yi sneered and then looked at Tu Shanjun.

A wisp of Tushanjun's consciousness was standing not far away, veins bulging on his forehead, and a sea of rage bombarding his mind. He wanted to just recite a spell to kill himself, but his remaining sanity stopped him from doing so. The fangs he spat out were hideous and terrifying, his pale face trembled slightly, and his purple-black nails pierced with blood, but he still didn't feel anything.

Hoarse as the scream of a hellish ghost: "You are a smart man."

Dun Yi smiled and asked, "Three thousand nine hundred years... enough rest, right?"

"Why?"

Dun Yi shook his head and said, "No one instructed me to do this. This was my own plan."

"You want to retire, leave the disputes, and enjoy the happiness of family life. Not only will I not agree, but they will not agree either. All the strong men will not agree!"

“No matter whether you are a mighty Taoist, an ancient emperor, or a holy emperor, once you set foot on the immortal path, there is no turning back.”

"We monks have only one goal."

"Become an immortal!"

An unimaginable heat burst out from Dun Yi's eyes.

He knew that Tushanjun must also want to become an immortal, but he also understood that Tushanjun wanted to become an immortal in order to resurrect the people in the banner, and he would not fail to take action when Wu Rong died.

If a cultivator's faith in the Tao is shaken, demonic calamity will occur.

Dunyi is willing to be the one who becomes a demon.

Dun Yi looked up at Tu Shanjun and said, "Once you are in the martial arts world, you have no choice!"

Then he said longingly: "You are the person with the greatest potential to become an immortal that I have ever seen. If even you give up, I don't know how I should persist."

Anger made the phantom's ghost face hideous and terrifying.

Dun Yi pointed to the battlefield and said, "You can save her, save them!"

"save?"

Tian Wu laughed out loud.

He no longer cared whether that wisp of spiritual consciousness saw them taking action. As long as they seized the underworld, even if Tushan Jun really came back, he would be a stray dog.

The great masters thought victory was certain and were all excited. They thought that breaking through the core of the underworld was just around the corner.

…

Dunyi ignored their ridicule.

Speaking of.

He slowly took something out from his sleeve.

A broken and cracked ancestral emperor's weapon.

Dark blue banner.

Black gold main rod.

Skeletons and evil spirits lurk.

The three heads and six arms each hold three secondary banners.

Although the Ancestral Emperor's weapons were covered with cracks, none of them were damaged.

It seems that the lines on the road are just traces left by time.

There was no pressure, nor any divine light.