Chapter 1024 Saint King

The evil spirit ripples like a minister bowing his head.

The ghost king who gathered the evil spirits looked up at the vast sea of ​​thunder at the end of the sky, which had already eliminated the stagnation.

The great formation rotated, transforming all the evil spirits.

Thunder evil is naturally a great tonic.

At the moment when the divine weapon was cast into the interweaving of the imperial spirit and the Taoist spirit and hung down, the eternal thunder tribulation could no longer do anything to the soul banner that grew like a "peach tree".

The boundless Taoist spirit that spanned the past, present and future flowed and rose.

The phantom gradually became real.

A peach blossom that turned from virtual to real slowly bloomed.

The eternal blue sky above, the dark demon abyss below.

All things in the nine heavens and ten earths were eclipsed at the moment when the peach blossom bloomed.

The Taoist flower was about to be formed, and the innate emperor of life and death in the great universe in the body echoed with the Taoist flower from a distance.

Tushan Jun, standing on the platform for worshiping generals, looked back and tilted his head.

The pair of eyes that were like the reincarnation of birth and death in the deep space appeared moved.

One step forward.

The iron boots landed on the ground and stepped on the mysterious air.

Tushan Jun stretched out his pale palm.

The oval purple-black nails trembled slightly, but he firmly grasped the magic weapon and pointed diagonally to the sky.

The Zunhun Banner, which had become a magic weapon, was surrounded by the breath of the Great Dao.

Each breath of the Great Dao seemed to be the supreme black sword or the great shield of chaos. Seeing it was like seeing the simplest flow of the Great Dao.

"Is it done?!"

The many saints present had such a thought in their minds.

They thought it should be done.

The Dao flower has manifested.

The escaping Great Dao aura is extremely terrifying, and every wave of fluctuations prevents them from getting close.

If they were asked to attack and kill the current weapon spirit, they would probably give up the idea when they saw the other party.

"I didn't expect that the weapon spirit would forge a magic weapon and actually win the mystery of life and death!"

Wu Zhong was shocked.

Ordinary weapon spirit treasures do not have such courage and means.

Many weapon spirits are born powerful, and they have no obsession with the improvement of their realm, so they definitely have no chance to see such a scene.

Even ants try to survive, let alone powerful artifacts.

None of them will refine themselves to a higher level.

Even if there are, they mostly use treasures that have been summarized long ago.

For example, there is a "Sword Pool" in their Sword City, and washing the sword has the opportunity to make the sword further without damaging the spirituality.

Like the main soul...

To be honest, it's the first time he has seen it.

Zhang Yajiu's eyes were burning, and he said in a deep voice: "Although the catastrophe is not over, the magic weapon has been completed!"

"Amitabha, no wonder the Buddha has an order."

Xuannan felt ashamed.

It was because he didn't recognize the true body in the temple that day and guessed the other party. He really violated the "slow" precept. He thought he was born in the West, so he looked down on the heroes of the world.

Afterwards, he didn't put away his arrogance after knowing that the other party was an artifact.

While speaking, he put his hands together and bowed to the Zunhun Banner.

He didn't worship Tushan Jun, but the Great Dao.

There was no surprise in Emperor Tang An's eyes.

He had no ill feelings towards the spirit of the weapon, nor did he rob the magic medicine. He did most of his actions for the life of his junior brother and the orthodoxy of Taoism.

Throughout the ages, stealing skills, stealing methods, and stealing supernatural powers are mostly unforgivable crimes, but he still had that expression, not angry, and just hoped that the spirit of the weapon would spare him after he got the point.

But when it comes to that situation, you have to speak with strength.

Now that he sees the spirit of the weapon finally become a Taoist, he feels that it is not easy.

It is not easy to be a human being, let alone to make tools.

However, no matter how difficult it is, you can't be unscrupulous, and inaction is not indulgence.

However, he doesn't need to show up for these things.

He chuckled and said lightly: "Peers are mostly divided by realm. Now that you have become a Taoist, I have to bow and call you senior when we meet again in the future."

If he doesn't need to show up, he naturally doesn't have to worry about it.

Those who should worry about it are the uncles and uncles. The rise of such a powerful person is not a trivial matter, especially when he is very powerful in the use of Taoism.

There is one person who is having a headache at the moment.

Wei Laogui suddenly frowned.

Just now, he was about to remind Tushan Jun not to fall into the Western plan, but he didn't expect Yuan Tong to see through the truth and said it first, directly cutting off his chance to turn the matter around.

Under such bad words, if he continued to recruit and protect Tushan Jun, he would first bring trouble to himself and let everyone point the spearhead at the Taoist sect.

The Taoist sect is targeting this matter. No matter how good it looks, isn't it just letting the spirit of the weapon be a dog?

How does the world view Tushan Jun.

Secondly, Wei Laogui still cherishes his reputation.

To put it bluntly, although he is old, he has been a Taoist since ancient times, but he still has a lot of years to live, unlike those cultivators whose lifespan is approaching and even the Tao is shaky.

In this position, it is definitely better to be face-saving than to be inside.

If there is a chance to achieve great supernatural powers, it will be immortal.

Of course, cherish feathers.

He doesn't want to be a villain like Yuan Tong.

Yuan Tong, that is the one who was pushed to the front by the Ancient Immortal Building, and did all the things that offended people.

Others would also say that Yuan Tong was not good enough.

In addition, Yuan Tong's strength was not bad.

Many things became easy to handle in an instant.

This kind of thing also happened in the Taoist sect. Let's not talk about other things. For example, Taiyi Shengxian Sect once played such a role.

Later, he had deep doubts about Taiyi Shengxian Sect.

Until the internal strife of Taiyi Sect 1,500 years ago, the mountain gate was broken and the Taoist tradition was weakened. The original voices gradually disappeared, and they took it as a warning.

Since ancient times, charging into battle and offending people, will there be a good end in the future?

Wei Lige took a deep look at Yuan Tong.

Yuan Tong's eyes were as calm as an ancient well without waves.

After noticing Wei Luge's gaze, he immediately turned around.

At this moment, there was no restlessness in his eyes but only depth and calmness, as if he was questioning Wei Lige about something.

As expected, Yuan Tong's lips moved slightly: "Senior Wei became enlightened in ancient times. There are some things that we, the younger generation, should learn from you."

Wei Lige ignored it, acting as if he hadn't heard anything at all.

When Dong Yue saw that Old Ghost Wei was pretending to be deaf and dumb, he immediately stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Tong waved his hand and then shook his head.

Nothing more was said.

The three Dao Lords fell into an eerie silence.

There was no sound from the Dao Lord who was sitting in Qingtian in the town, but the four corrupt Dao Lords who were chasing him had different expressions.

The figure full of cold air is always like black ice.

The decayed figure holding a long staff spoke hoarsely: "I'm afraid it's going to happen."

The Demon King from the Demon Abyss is the most active and the one who talks the most.

He said with a smile as if he was afraid that the world would be in chaos: "Soon this spiritual treasure will become enlightened. If you still cover up your body like you are now and don't plan to show some real skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to take the magic medicine."

The Taoist king in black robes said in surprise: "Magic medicine?"

"Just try your luck."

"With luck, the Guxian Tower and the Taoist sect are fighting, and we can take advantage of the troubled waters to fish in troubled waters. Now what do you think, fellow Taoist?"

He didn't say everything, but everyone knew that the old Taoist master of the Taoist sect and the two Taoist masters of the Guxian Tower were unusually quiet. Even if they could take action, they wouldn't be able to get the magic medicine.

The Demon King continued: "Why don't you give it a try?"

"Fellow Taoist, you might as well take action first, I will protect you."

"Ha ha."

The devil laughed haha.

…

But Tushanjun couldn't hear so many sounds.

When he pointed at the blue sky with his flag, the sea of ​​thunder in the distant sky turned into the mysterious breath of chaos and spread.

Immediately afterwards, a golden thunder cracked and fell from the Xuan Qi.

The golden thunder turned into a human figure.

The thin Thunder figure could not clearly see his face and facial features.

"Finally!"

Tu Shanjun said as expected.

The catastrophe is indeed not over yet.

When he became a saint, he encountered a humanoid thunder tribulation. It was as if the golden-armored god general from the ancient divine court commanded the immortal soldiers to kill him. It made no sense that at this moment, there was only the Chaos Thunder Sea without the humanoid thunder tribulation coming.

The eyes of the golden thunder figure burst out with two rays of lightning.

He had no lips and didn't know how to open his mouth.

There is only movement, but no sound.

The figure suddenly fell into the boundless sky.

Buzz!

Ripples of golden light.

A pillar of heaven crashed open the great realm above. The terrifying aura was like the mountain pillar supporting the sky collapsing. The boundless profound energy of chaos surged in the return wind and turned into arrays.

The immortal soldiers and gods walking on the clouds will form a golden wave of armor.

In a daze, it seemed as if the ancient divine court once again mobilized its army.

The imperial banner flies from the sky.

The kings of ten directions responded accordingly.

Thousands of immortal soldiers accompanied him, and millions of divine generals surrounded him.

At the end of the sky, the figure of the King of Avenue gradually takes shape.

It was a tall figure.

Double horns on top of head.

Blond hair dancing wildly.

Wearing the robe of the Chakravartin Saint Emperor and the crown of reincarnation on his head.

Just like the faces of the distant mountains and icy peaks, there is no ferocious color, nor the ferocity of the green-faced fangs, but only the divine and fairy charm.

It seems that he is the real reincarnation emperor in this world.

The Dharma body appears in the world at the moment when others open the path to enlightenment.

Don't talk about others.

Even Tushanjun was stunned.

The figure looked very much like a person.

Like him.

Or maybe he is just like the other person.

Tushanjun looked up to the sky and roared.

He is definitely not the second incarnation of anyone, nor does he have any great supernatural powers.

The wavering heart suddenly became firm.

There is only one conclusion, the avenue reflects him.

He said: "I am returning to heaven through my reincarnation, how can heaven return to me?" ’

God’s response has come!

The way of heaven shines.

The Holy Emperor of Samsara!

The emperor's eyes, which contained the infinite changes of yin and yang of life and death, glanced at him indifferently.

…

"ah!"

A shrill roar came.

Everyone was shocked.

Follow the sound.

Just when he saw the demon king from the Demon Abyss, covered in black energy, screamed, the black energy on his body seemed to burn into beating flames, and the black-purple flames burned brighter and brighter.

A few moments.

Black and purple turned into golden yellow and burned into black and red, completely tearing away the devil's disguise.

Only then did everyone see each other’s true appearance.

"That is?!"

"Ancestor who truly cultivates contemplation?"

"Can't be wrong."

"However, it seems that he died thousands of years ago."

"Expiration of life does not mean death."

"Then now..."

Tang Anhuang said: "In the past, the end of life did not mean death, but it is different now."

“There are people who have achieved the Great Way of Life and Death, and all those who have exhausted their lifespan must enter the Way.

"The Taoist master of the road of life and death will definitely pursue all the monks who have exhausted their lifespan. No matter who they are, stopping him means stopping his path."

The 'Devil King' shouted and was about to escape into the void.

The Holy Emperor of Samsara, who was sitting in the sky, opened his palm and spread out a thick book.

Golden light exploded.

The magic pen ticked off an obscure name.

As the fire of karma ignited, the ancestor of Zhen Xiuguan, who disguised himself as the devil, immediately ceased to have any vitality or inspiration.

All the cultivators were stunned and dumbfounded.

It shouldn't be too late.