Chapter 1142 Responsibility

"The formation is open!"

Ru Zang was overjoyed and left the two people who were entangled with him.

The Buddha's light was shining brightly all around him.

He plunged into the turbid barrier.

The black-robed monk was in a rather embarrassing state.

Although he was a Buddhist, Jin Yihua had too little time.

As long as the powerful had to come to the central battlefield, he envied Yu Shen for being able to sit in the army, command the giant ship, and gallop in the Luoyuan battlefield.

What he didn't know was that Yu Shen was almost envious.

The Luoyuan battlefield was certainly safer, but how could it compare to the Taoist monarch battle.

The black-robed monk who broke into the formation saw the distant sky like the ancient Taishan God Peak supporting the chaotic world.

Countless immortal lights responded.

The Taoist breath surrounded.

Eighteen layers of divine light spread out the layers of Luotian.

Auspicious light was endless, and weapons and armor were in a frenzy.

Responses came from all directions.

It was like opening an ancient legend, mobilizing the troops of the God Court to the East Wilderness Tianyuan.

The Lord of the Underworld sat on the high platform.

The three flowers gathered at the top of the head echoed each other.

The five qi in the chest circulated.

"Has the Lord of the Underworld advanced to the three flowers and become the Great Dao Lord?"

"Could it be that he had been hiding his cultivation?"

The Taoist Lords of the Underworld who entered the formation were surprised and happy.

The central army's banner opened up the world, and Wu Rong sitting on the golden throne was the best banner of the Underworld.

"Cut off the sky!"

"Transform into Taoism!"

Twist the formula and cast a spell.

Wu Rong, who served as the eye of the formation, changed his seal.

With his left hand holding the Book of Life and Death and his right hand holding the Ghost King Seal, the Samsara Platform vaguely emerged in the eternal blue sky.

As his spell fell, the Dutian Ghost King's Killing Formation completely covered the Tianyuan front line where the Demon Abyss and the East Wasteland bordered.

"Retreat!"

The Taoist Lords of the major clans and families performed their magic.

On the one hand, they watched the battle, and on the other hand, they did not want to be involved in the war between the underworld and the Demon Abyss, and at the same time prevented the war from affecting the East Wilderness.

Seeing that the leader of the underworld was desperate and even used such a killing array, how could they continue to get close.

The three flowers of the major clans closest to the Heavenly Abyss used their magical powers to protect their descendants.

They moved the original garrison in the East Wilderness for hundreds of millions of miles.

The three flowers of the great power strictly ordered and scolded: "No one is allowed to step into the foggy Heavenly Abyss."

Even if the elders did not say so, they would not go.

At first glance, this formation seemed to be completely embedded in the heaven and earth, dyeing the entire starry sky black.

They were tired of living, so they went deep into the killing array now.

…

"Wind!"

"Fog!"

Call the wind and fog.

The endless Heavenly Abyss was foggy.

…

The Demon Abyss was always shrouded in a shadow, which was the barren land, so the creatures of the Demon Abyss began to constantly fight and plunder, and the Heavenly Abyss battle line appeared like this.

Unlike the general battle lines, the mystery of the Eastern Wilderness carries a wild atmosphere, which makes the sky abyss brighter and more blazing.

At this moment.

There is no bright light and heat.

Even the bloody smell of killing has been diluted a lot.

Unlike the cover of the giant ship blocking the sun, now it is filled with thick fog that is so gloomy that it drips water.

Unlike the demonic energy that is like the traces of the Dao deep in their bodies, these mists are like one body.

Even the magic skills are like holding a candle and retreating a part, and then being replenished by others in an instant.

Until the flame of the candle gradually extinguished and melted into the fog.

The monks wearing armor suddenly found that the creatures of the Demon Abyss who fought side by side with him disappeared.

The whole world was terribly silent.

The divine light of the giant ship's mysterious art of bombardment was gone, and the crystal cover of the protective formation like a big star in the sky was swallowed by the fog. The sound of fighting, shouting, the commander's spiritual consciousness, the spiritual light connection of the giant ship...

It seemed that everything had abandoned him.

Cut.

Charge.

Kill.

The broken limbs and arms of the battle array fell to the ground, and the head and internal organs were crushed by the iron boots.

The earth of the world has become purgatory.

Even the pain in his body can no longer stimulate him.

No matter whether he is male or female, old or young.

All kinds of creatures, alien cultivators.

Those who are named in the military book scroll, walk on the soul-guiding banner.

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

Blood is flowing, and the devil soil under his feet greedily absorbs his blood.

The Tianyuan front has become a plateau for strangling living beings.

Puff!

A black sword tore open his chest and dragged him into the fog.

He only saw a pair of scarlet eyes.

The suicide array fairy map was fully unfolded, and the hundreds of millions of cultivators in the underworld calmed down instantly. It was not that the blood in their hearts was no longer burning, but that they found that the original restrictions of heaven and earth on them seemed to disappear further.

The entire Tianyuan front has completely become a cloudy existence.

Even more friendly to them. Even if their cultivation was weak, they could vaguely see the Tianzhu Mountain that supported the sky. That was the call of the underworld.

Use ghosts to drive away gods.

Create a cloudy sky!

"Attack the city and plunder the land!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The underworld's ghost messengers were completely bloodthirsty. They were like ghost soldiers integrated into the formation and favored by the cloudy sky.

As they plundered more land, the divine light on their bodies became stronger. The endless power urged them to charge, like hungry locusts madly wanting to sweep everything away.

Rays of true spirit light flew towards the soul-guiding banner like fireflies in the dark.

They were not afraid of the death of their comrades beside them.

...

"Die, Brother Zhou!" The four of them were about to attack together.

Brother Zhou, who had no legs, was not afraid at all when he was in danger. He roared and was about to burn his body and explode his divine weapon.

Suddenly.

The originally opened battlefield barriers were like Bo Bing.

It shattered with a click and disappeared.

A mysterious pole of life and death was inserted into the battlefield.

Buzz.

Black and red threads manifested on the battlefield.

The four people who fell here after attacking him were suddenly dragged out.

Senior Brother Zhou was shocked. He looked sideways and saw that the originally divided battlefield was completely brought together by a horizontal hammer.

…

"who?!"

The King of Joy was furious.

He struggled to find the figure.

It was clear that she could kill Grandma Qin of Taiyi Shengxian Sect just now, but why was she suddenly isolated by a formation.

The black-red Divine Iron of Order blocked all his attacks.

Inverted Bodhisattva recited Amitabha and stood still in the void.

Grandma Disha was surprised and saw that the mysterious light protecting him was not coming from the fairy mountain in the distance.

"How can a woman be benevolent?!"

The mother-in-law scolded.

She was not afraid of death, but by doing so, the pressure on them was reduced, but it was dragging down Wu Rong.

Once the mana is exhausted, it is a lamb to be slaughtered.

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Broken Arm Senior Brother and Chongming Daojun were also protected by the main pole, and Sanhua Daojun who besieged them was forced back by the hammer.

While being happy during the murderous period, it is inevitable that you will also be worried.

Now he finally doesn't have to bear so much pressure.

He finally realized how powerful the top Taoist master was.

And there are five such monks in Taiyi Shengxian Sect.

It's quite stressful to deal with two people. The minimum of these two is to face two, which is terrifying.

"Why take action?"

"The Palace Master has gathered three flowers!" Everyone gathered together.

Senior Brother Zhou said in a deep voice: "It is a good thing that the three flowers gather together. It is time to continue to take action. In the past, it was said that Tushanjun had a mind as strong as steel. How could he make such a mistake at a critical moment?"

Elder Ping originally thought that he would take one away. He didn't want the barrier to be swallowed up by unknown magical powers. When he took a closer look, it was not the main pole of Tushanjun's soul flag.

He immediately frowned: "Why take action to reintegrate the battlefield we finally opened up? This is not a waste of an excellent opportunity."

"No."

Brother Broken Arm shook his head and said, "Maybe we are all wrong."

"I recognized the people I fought with. Some of them were particularly greedy for life and afraid of death, but their attacks this time were extremely ferocious. They were just fighting for their lives."

"Um?"

"That seems to be the case."

"right."

"..."

Everyone hesitated immediately. They all wanted to burn everything and enter the flag after death. Instead, they ignored their opponents.

"Am I out?"

The boy was overjoyed.

He shouted hurriedly: "They fell into the trap. I don't know what means they used to save the soul. Don't die. Otherwise, if we are damaged, it will be harmful to Tushan Lord. The soul will not be able to enter the sect with the soul flag." Effectiveness!”

"Don't die."

"..."

"Shut up!"

"What's going on?!" The Sanhua Daojun who besieged the boy all looked at each other.

Their lineup was slightly weaker, and one Taoist friend died.

Otherwise, Taoist Gu from Taiyi Sect would never find out.

This is the confidence they dare to step onto the battlefield. Otherwise, whoever dies will be absorbed by the banner, and no one will dare to take action.

They really didn't expect this rejuvenated 'child' to be so powerful.

"Save your life, I don't know what their methods are!" Gu Qianshan, the boy, hurriedly explained.

"I see!"

"Everyone suddenly realized."

Only then did I know they were wrong.

Tu Shanjun took back the hammer in his hand that broke through all the battlefields, and said ferociously: "Catch the two and fight them, don't pick more than one!"

He said this to the senior brothers and sisters, and also to the junior brothers and sisters.

Sanhua Daojun is still like this.

Yi Erhua can't put so much pressure on herself.

"There's no way they're going to give us that opportunity."

"..."

"If we catch each other and fight each other, what will happen to the remaining monks?"

Tushanjun said hoarsely, "Leave all the remaining people to me!" "

scare!

If they catch them right, there will be more than a dozen Dao Lords and dozens of one-two-flower powers left.

Taken together, this can be regarded as a powerful force that dominates one side.

Leave it all to Tushanjun. Doesn't this mean that Tushanjun will fight against a big force alone?

No matter how I think about it, it is filled with indescribable madness.

…

"What a shame!" King Huanxi laughed angrily.

He was still angry about who rescued Grandma Disha, but he didn't expect that this weapon spirit would seek death like this.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wuzi, who is the Shengxian Sect, can only face four, but this person actually wants to challenge all the three flower Taoist masters and dozens of Taoist masters.

One person and one magical power killed him.

Mr. Xiaoyao Dao laughed heartily.

All the rival cultivators burst into laughter.

However, the five people who first attacked Tushanjun had different expressions.

They have all seen how powerful Tushanjun is. With just one blow, Beast-Tong Daojun showed his true colors.

The power of the divine weapon spirit is far beyond imagination.

"He is difficult to deal with." Old Monster Huang mentioned.

"Haha, Old Monster Huang, are you confused, or did the five of you not block him at all?"

I don't know who asked this, but no one among the five people answered.

They really didn't stop it.

"It seems that fellow Taoists are not as powerful as you say."

"It doesn't matter."

"We just take action together."

Although many Dao Lords were contemptuous, the superficial harmony still had to be maintained.

The four people who did not speak were worried about this situation.

They just lost face just now.

What if everyone killed the weapon spirit together? Then the embarrassing deeds would spread all over the world.

They were all annoyed that Huang Laoguai was too talkative.

Anyway, they had to take action. Even if they died, they would not be taken away by the means of protection. Why tell them now.

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Since he is so arrogant, let him do it!"

"......

"Today, we will completely destroy the demon soldiers and kill the Hades."

"Life and death should have been buried in history. Which madman tried to dig out the rotten life from the grave!"

"We are cultivators of the generation, who will live forever? Who dares to ask about my life? !"

"You deserve this catastrophe for going against the people of the world. "

Buzz.

Boom.

Boom!

A series of mysterious lights followed the three flowers and surrounded the divine fairy silk.

It exuded a mysterious breath that turned the world upside down.

The Dao Lords scattered and surrounded Tushan Lord.

Inside were the main battle Dao Lords.

Outside were dozens of one or two flower masters.

With such a scene, even the top Dao Lords would be doomed.