In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

The moment the horn sounded, Zhenwu's expression suddenly changed.

He jumped up, stepped on billions of waves, evolved endless black water snakes, and completely froze the vast ocean.

Zhu Rong also felt something in his heart and clenched his fingers in the void.

At this moment, a simple and five-color glazed feather fan appeared.

Endless charm spreads out, the majestic aura fills the sky, and the vast divine power suppresses the sky. It is a peerless divine weapon.

The next moment, there was endless fire spreading in the depths of the vast ocean.

Volcanoes erupt, magma rolls, scorching breath fills the sky, red slurry surges between the waves, and smoke and dust sweeps across the sky! !

As the lava falls, there is an eerie filth like ink, containing a lot of depravity and decay, which makes people shudder.

"Not good!"

Zhu Rong's expression suddenly changed and he looked quite solemn.

He stepped on the fire clouds in the sky, overlooking the thousands of miles of ink-like sea, and shouted loudly, with a sound like thunder, stirring up thousands of troops: "The whole army is on alert, retreat three thousand miles to wait for the change of the battle situation!"

As he spoke, He clenched the precious fan in his hand and fanned out toward the endlessly spreading smoke and dust!

boom--

In an instant, the thunderous roar of a hurricane resounded throughout the world, shocking hundreds of miles away!

The endless divine wind fell like the sky and the earth were overturned, blowing away all the vast and endless smoke and black breath.

"This magical weapon turned out to be in your hands."

Zhenwu's eyes became more playful, "If I remember correctly, this is a collection of Biyou Palace, right?"

"The Seven-Feathered Divine Fan was once the treasure of the Qiu Shou Immortal of Biyou Palace. But now, it is no longer! In the Battle of the Gods in the past, as the Qiu Shou Immortal lost to Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, he transformed into a green-haired lion and became Manjusri. At the moment when the Bodhisattva's mount came, this divine weapon no longer returned to the Biyou Dao Sect." Zhu Rong said with a strange smile: "Then, the Lingshan Mountain dimmed, and all the Buddhas perished. The green-haired lion fell with the ten thousand Buddhas, and was completely annihilated. This magical weapon has become an ownerless thing. It falls into my hands today, and it is my Zhu Rong’s magical weapon!”

The Seven Feathered Divine Fan is a magical weapon made from the feathers of seven divine birds, namely Phoenix Wings, Blue Luan Wings, Dapeng Wings, Peacock Wings, White Crane Wings, Hongjun Wings and Owl Wings. It can control the power of Tianyin. The wind disaster that arouses the endless evil wind and brings about one of the three disasters was also quite prestigious in the ancient times.

"As for everyone in Biyou Palace," Zhu Rong grinned, his smile fierce: "The moment I joined the Tang Dynasty, I was already their enemy."

At this moment, the vanguard army had retreated thousands of miles away.

The vast ocean directly ahead is already endless lava, endless filth, and full of evil and depravity.

"Two seniors, what is happening here? How could it be so sudden?"

Wang Yan stepped onto the golden brilliance and arrived with a serious expression: "While marching, the juniors used the Yuxu divine calculation to deduce the good and bad luck of Yin and Yang here. The hexagrams are auspicious and there is no disaster. Why is this?"

Zhenwu looked into the distance and said solemnly: "The end of the world is coming, the laws of heaven and earth are in chaos, the Nine Netherworlds are overflowing, and all the heavens and worlds are beginning to collapse. This is the Shifang volcano on the seabed that has completely penetrated the Nine Netherworlds, so that there are so many The evil fire and evil mist spread."

"The ordinary sea in the past is afraid that it will completely turn into a sea of ​​filthy fire and lava. There are many evil intentions here. If a practitioner under the Dharmakaya is slightly contaminated, his physical body will be contaminated, his true spirit will be filthy, and his consciousness will be eroded. "It's very dangerous," Zhu Rong said solemnly.

"Senior is Zhu Rong, the righteous god of fire in the past, so he must have a way to break the situation, right?" Wang Yan asked softly.

Zhu Rong rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully: "The dark wind containing the power of the Nine Netherworlds was dispersed by my Seven-feathered Divine Fan and will not be able to gather together for a while. Today's vast ocean is frozen by Zhenwu's Xuanwu true method. It will take some time to completely turn into a sea of ​​filthy fire and lava. At this moment, if you can find a pure Yang or a cold divine object, you can exorcise evil spirits and completely seal the sea. At that time, as long as you delay it! If we break through the Buddha's Purgatory Mingwang Fudo Formation and seize the Vajra Glazed Island, we can seal the submarine volcano and put an end to this matter."

There are many lights and shadows flickering in Zhenwu's eyes.

In the palace of Dao Zun, he did get several pure cold treasures.

However, they are all quite precious treasures of heaven and earth, and should be used once and less once. Now, do you want to take it out?

does it worth?

Just as he was thinking, a demonic intention burst out from the vast ocean.

The roar resounded, and the giant white-bone dragon roared around the world, surrounded by billions of will-o'-the-wisps. It was comparable to an immortal.

"You evil beast, how dare you make a mistake!!"

At this time, deep words resounded, and a vast aura burst out like an ancient beast.

What caught Zhenwu's eyes was a tall golden man of the Sun, as tall as a mountain.

There seemed to be nourishment from the stars between the Zhoutian acupoints, and endless murderous intent was restrained between the brilliance. He appeared holy on the outside but was a fierce being on the inside, and his murderous intent was obvious.

"This is the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills of Yuxu Palace." Zhenwu narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully.

Wang Yan smiled lightly and said: "This is Brother Wu Tianzhao, Master's old friend in the world, and now he is the King of Nanyang in the Tang Dynasty. He is on the road of domineering, killing and fierce, and was favored by Master Yuding, and he was accepted by Uncle Yuding. My disciples taught me the method of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Techniques", and now I have clearly understood its mysteries and have reached the realm of immortality."

As he spoke, the giant like the Optimus Pillar jumped up and stepped into the sea like golden lightning.

In an instant, endless flames jumped up, and billions of black breaths rose up, completely swallowing his figure!

sizzle-

The harsh sound of corrosion like electric light resounded, golden light burst out, and the golden shadows of gods and demons became purer and brighter.

boom! !

The earth shook, the ocean swept across, and the aftermath of the turbulence turned into a huge wave that swept thousands of miles away.

Wu Tianzhao endured a lot of flames, filth, and corrosion, and smashed down like a hammer like a god's hammer, causing an endless tsunami.

Every punch fell, like a falling sun, shining brightly and holyly.

boom!

boom!

boom! !

In the midst of the turbulent sound, the giant white-bone dragon, which was over ten thousand feet tall, was blown into pieces and scattered across the sea.

"Okay, so strong!!"

Some overseas immortals looked at the ancient god-demonic figure and couldn't help but sigh: "This is Yuxu's sect. How stunning and powerful! We are both in the realm of heavenly immortals, and the gap between them is like clouds and mud."

"Is this the "Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques" of Yuxu Palace? It is indeed the peerless magical power of [Qingmiao Daoyuanzhenjun] Yang Jianzhan who traverses the battlefield of the Conferred Gods. It is really powerful! The pure physical power is already comparable to Peerless magic weapon!" Zhenwu sighed softly.

In the realm of immortals, the physical body has such a realm!

So what state is Yang Jian in now?

"Nine Nether Demons are nothing more than that."

Wu Tianzhao sneered, looked at the vast Dharma formation, and stepped forward.

Walking like the wind, stepping like thunder, in a moment, I was already on the Vajra Glazed Island.

"If it were the formation of the Nine Bends of the Yellow River, I would still be a little afraid. If the little King of Purgatory doesn't move in the formation, would I still be afraid?" (End of Chapter)