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Chapter 1206 Choice

Chapter 1206 Choice

The Yamas in the underworld, who already looked as pale as death, were all stunned.

The great supernatural power that had just faded away made them think that God had completely "disappeared", just like the former Emperor of Heaven. However, in just a few breaths, the realm that had fallen was raised again.

Before they themselves had even adapted to such changes, those seniors with great supernatural powers had already taken action.

In an instant, magical powers covered the sky and the earth, and beams of scorching light stretched out from the void, annihilating the starry sky above. The great monks at the end of the light had different expressions in their eyes, but they were all covered with shock.

They really couldn't imagine how anyone could withstand the great terror of 'disappearance'.

Even if it was just a flash of light, the information Tushan Jun received was too important. It concerned the life and future of the entire world.

Since ancient times, people have only known the great terror. Countless powerful people have ended up here. Even the three most powerful sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Xuan have not been unified in their response. But now, they seem to see hope.

Lord Ming and Emperor Taiyue took action earlier than Yushen and others, but even though they had been famous for a long time and were very powerful, they were no match for those ancient seniors. They were knocked down as soon as they flew away.

Xiong Jianzun was horrified. He saw Tushan Jinghong who had already stepped into the inner field and touched the Zunhun Banner, and shouted, "What should I do?"

When the spiritual light faded, Jinghong had already approached and was ready to take away the soul flag. Although the soul was gone, at least it was a corpse that was left and could be buried in peace. She never expected that something strange would happen as soon as she approached.

The shadow of the ghost in the sea of consciousness responded but was unable to manifest. However, this was enough to surprise Jinghong.

Xiong Jianzun was not worried that Tushan Jinghong would master the immortal weapon, but he was afraid that Sanhua Daojun would die in the fight.

Those ancient ones could even knock down Lord Ming and Emperor Taiyue. Even though Tushan Jinghong had the upper hand, this distance was not far at all for them. I'm afraid something unbearable would happen in the next moment.

"This……"

Yu Shen was also anxious and panicked: "Attack together!"

"Keep her safe."

The Yamas each used their magical powers to build a barrier to protect Jinghong.

……

Where there is weakness, there is strength.

The first ones to take action were always the ancient monks.

Although Nan Ji Tianzun and Wan Qihuang are both pillars of their respective families and powerful men who have come forward, they are still slightly inferior. Among the three, only Zheng Fa Ming Tathagata can be compared with these ancient great supernatural powers, and Zheng Fa Ming Tathagata can even occupy the upper hand.

The golden claws tore through the void, and the ancient emperor, who was escaping at an extremely fast speed, roared: "Get out of here!"

Wang Qi Huang's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Hun Peng Huang!"

"Didn't they say he was dead?"

"How should I know?" Nanji Tianzun said angrily, "Don't you know the Holy Spirit Ancient Emperor yourself?"

"Give Way!"

The long rainbow breath stretches across the universe, and the speed of those who walk on the rainbow is even closer to the limit.

He was a Taoist priest.

"Infinite freedom!"

"Ancient Lord from the ancient times!"

"Buddha Dipankara!"

"..."

"The spirit of immortality."

"Corpse King!"

The Corpse King is a corpse master who is older than the Yintian old zombie.

If the old zombie is the ancient emperor who re-condensed his soul after his death and reached the fifth step, then this person is undoubtedly the first corpse in the world and the source of the corpse path.

His appearance did not look like a corpse at all. His temperament was gentle and elegant, as if he was a gentleman on the street.

"open!"

The black magic light was like the breath of immortals. The black-haired demon held the halberd and split the entire starry sky into two. The separated sky and earth completely blocked the great magical power that wanted to move forward. So many powerful people could not even resist the residual power of the halberd. Such a powerful person is definitely not an unknown person.

"That is?"

"The Lord of Demonic Heaven, the Great Demon God!"

Those ancient ones are certainly powerful, but the most powerful in the world is still the Patriarch of Heaven, and it is said that there are only a handful of the Patriarchs.

The great demon stood in the starry sky, his black hair dancing wildly and his eyes shining brightly.

Bang!

Hunpeng flapped its wings, and its golden claws as sharp as fairy gold went straight to the Zunhun Banner that was pointing obliquely to the blue sky. Tushan Jinghong, who was closest to the Soul Banner, was undoubtedly affected by the powerful influence of the ancient one. Even though she tried her best to resist, the protective qi she held up was like tofu. The fairy energy Xuanfeng destroyed the protective qi before it even got close.

too fast.

So fast that she had no time to resist.

Tushan Jinghong looked at the soul flag that was so close to her. The distance was so close yet it seemed as far away as the end of the world. Even she thought that she would die at the hands of Hunpenghuang.

hum!

A figure protected her.

His body was used to resist the golden claws of Emperor Hun Peng.

"Wow!"

The peacock's true form raised its head and sang, appearing under the starry sky, and its arms turned into two wings.

Tushan Jinghong, who was protected, looked on in a daze. Royal blood was splattering and five-colored feathers were scattered all over the world. However, the pair of golden beast eyes were full of relief. The five-colored ancient royal soldiers were like five tail wings cast into a city wall.

"Is everything okay?"

Zi Daoxu looked down.

"It's okay. Grandpa Zi, how are you?"

Zi Daoxu spat out a mouthful of immortal blood, and the brilliance of the five-colored ancient imperial weapon quickly faded: "Fortunately, it's good that you're okay."

Hun Peng Huang sneered: "I thought you were a threat."

After saying that, I stopped paying attention.

Although Zi Daoxu was powerful, he was holding the imperial weapon to resist his full-strength attack, and he had burned up all his magic power to catch up with him. Now he had no mana to fight and lost the chance to continue fighting.

There's no need to waste energy here.

However, there was still a gloomy flash in Hunpeng Emperor's eyes. Even with this block, he had lost the initiative, and now Xiaoyao Guzun was on par with him.

After the Great Demon God cut off the starry sky and didn't give others a chance to cross, he had already turned around. Seeing that the number of people was increasing, he couldn't help but yelled in anger: "Damn it!"

"How is it?" The grandfather had also rushed to his side and helped Zi Daoxu take out the pill.

Zi Daoxu shook his head and said, "Don't worry, you won't die."

He said with regret, "It's a pity that I can only grab one." When faced with the Zunhun Banner and Tushan Jinghong, he chose Jinghong without hesitation. Although he was also worried about Tushan Jun's safety, it was more important to save Jinghong. After all, Tushan Jun's cultivation was extremely high, and even the Great Terror could not make him 'disappear', so there was no need to worry if he really fell into the hands of others.

"Ancestor, Grandpa Zi, it seems that my father hasn't yet..." Jinghong looked at the Zunhun Banner not far away.

"Shhh."

Zu Weng quickly cut off the voice transmission.

……

“Fellow Daoist, you and I are the fastest, let’s decide who’s the winner, otherwise when they come we’ll have to compete in combat power.” Wuliang Xiaoyao Zun looked at Hunpeng Huang calmly.

One of them has the ultimate speed, and the other has the ultimate escape technique. Whoever moves first will be faster. Now they are at the same starting line, and it is hard to say who will win.

"You two are wrong."

The Corpse King waved his folding fan and said calmly, "You two may be fast, but you don't have many chances to attack. If you really compete with each other, I'm afraid you will disappear in the great terror."

"Amitabha, fellow Taoists, why are you so anxious? Why don't we choose someone to take charge of the Soul-Respecting Banner?" The old Buddha Rāhula looked at everyone with a smile.

The masked ancient said in a deep voice: "We don't want immortal soldiers, we just want to know what the great terror is."

Because of this delay, Nan Ji Tian Zun and Wan Qi Huang had already approached.

Nan Ji Tian Zun was not anxious at all. He had an idea in his mind, but he was just surprised why the ancestor did not take action.

Emperor Wan Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why do you seniors have to fight to the death?"

The ancients looked at each other and said, "Make a quick decision!"

When they were fighting for it just now, everyone was eager to be the first, but now when they were asked to take it, they hesitated again.

"..."

The Tathagata of Righteous Dharma bowed and said, "I can take charge."

"Why is it Buddhism?"

"I think it would be better to capture a young man with low cultivation from outside."

"You all have seen how powerful this weapon spirit is. If a person has a high level of cultivation, he could become the leader of Yintian Sect the moment he gets the Soul Banner!"

"There are no low-level cultivators. They are all at the fifth step."

Hun Peng Huang's eyes flashed with joking, "Isn't there a ready-made fourth step?"

Everyone immediately paid attention.

"This person broke in before the anomaly occurred. He is probably related to the immortal soldiers."

The powerful men immediately made calculations and deduced.

One of them suddenly realized, "So there is a connection."

“This person is indeed the most appropriate one!”

Zi Daoxu stood with his arms crossed: "Let's see who dares to touch her!"

Zu Weng snorted coldly: "You'd better not have any ideas about her."

The ancient emperor, whose face was covered by a mask, said calmly: "One is disabled, the other is old and weak, who can you protect?"

"Peacock King, how much fighting power do you have left? How long have you been resurrected? Don't die again.

"Savior of Suffering, I advise you not to ask for trouble."

"Amitabha, this is indeed the most suitable person." The Buddha Dipankara nodded in agreement.

Wuliang Xiaoyao Ancient Venerable smiled and looked at Tushan Jinghong, saying: "We old guys only want the terrifying news, and we have no intention of harming you. As long as you accept the conditions and put down the restriction on the soul, we will immediately return the property to its original owner. What do you think?"

Jinghong was lost in thought.

"You can't agree to this!" Zi Daoxu tried to stop them. Once the ban was set, their life and death would not be in their own hands. No promises would be useful then. Besides, this group of people would never swear an oath to the Heaven. For them, great terror was about to befall them, and swearing an oath to the Heaven would be simply courting their own death.

Zu Weng held the Zu Bing at his waist and said, "At worst, we can fight our way out."

Tushan Jinghong certainly knew that she must not agree.

This restriction was not aimed at himself, but at his father.

With her personality, even if she died here, she would not be controlled by anyone. This is the master of Thunder Law.

She pretended to be in deep thought while trying to mobilize her magic power.

The sea of Fa in Dantian surges.

The response from the Ghost Shadow finally came.

Sudden.

Tushan Jinghong laughed out loud.

Red hair fluttering.

Everyone thought Jinghong would definitely agree because as a little monk she had nowhere to go here.

Who would have guessed.