Laozi, the Great Supreme Being

Chapter 1027: Battle between formations, heartbroken

"It turns out to be the defense formation of the ancient Heaven. It seems that you, the new Lord of Heaven, are still stronger than ordinary ants."

Seeing the large-scale Zhoutian Star Formation appearing in front of him. Demon Ancestor Wutian also had a hint of shock in his eyes.

"It seems that I have underestimated the abilities of you all. But so what, today's cause and effect has long been determined, and no one can change it."

"Disciples of the Divine Religion must obey the order and must do their best for the glory of the Divine Religion and perform sacrifices here!!"

For the sake of safety, Demon Ancestor Wutian's expression changed slightly, and then he said in a cold voice.

The figures that flew out after hearing Demon Ancestor Wutian's order were indeed very few, and most of them made a commotion and then fell into silence.

"evil creature!!!"

Seeing this scene, Demon Ancestor Wu Tian's anger increased greatly. He waved his sleeves and robes, stretched out his five fingers, and pressed directly to the ground. Heads flew up wherever he passed. In a short period of time, half of the Demon Cult remained. The disciples all turned into blood mist. The remaining demon sect disciples were all pale-faced and out of spirits.

So much blood was swallowed up by Demon Ancestor Wutian with his bloody mouth, causing his strength to be almost the same as his peak state.

"Hmph, Wu Tian is extremely shameless. For his own selfish desires, he even refuses to let go of his disciples?"

Taiqing Saint Tang Feng and all the prehistoric saints were very shameless about what Demon Ancestor Wutian did.

"Jie Jie, why do you need to say so much? If I achieve the final victory today, I will be in control of the record. You are all villains who have harmed the ancient world and were punished by me on the spot, and I am the one who saves the suffering. Immortal saint."

Demon Ancestor Wutian looked up to the sky and roared, as if he was crazy. Immediately, a thick stream of blood essence was sprayed towards the Four Swords of Zhu Xian again.

“Let’s all die!!”

At this time, Demon Ancestor Wutian's black hair was disheveled, and his face was extremely ferocious. The Four Zhuxian Swords suddenly trembled violently when they were released. Four streaks of blood were emitted at the same time, and bursts of sonic booms were heard wherever they passed. With a loud voice, he slowly approached the Zhoutian Star Formation under the gaze of countless eager eyes.

Looking at the four rays of blood that were getting closer, Tang Feng, the most powerful Saint of Taiqing who was now at the center of the formation, had an extremely serious look on his face. He took a deep breath, grabbed it with his palm, and released the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth. A bright ray of light took the initiative to meet four rays of blood.

"Bang!!!" The terrible bloody storm swept across crazily, and the weakest position on the periphery of the stars in the sky collapsed first. All creatures were blown high into the sky, and countless magic weapons were turned into powder.

The survivors in the sky quickly began to move closer to the position of Taiqing Saint Tang Feng, and at the same time they were somewhat happy that they could finally withstand the opponent's first offensive.

At the same time, countless eyes were also focused on Demon Ancestor Wutian.

At this time, Demon Ancestor Wutian's whole body was covered in blood mist, and his black robe was damaged. It seemed that the powerful energy backlash had a great impact on him.

"Jie Jie, being able to resist my first attack, this ancient formation is indeed no small matter, but there is only one chance. Wait for me to recover a little, and then launch the Immortal Killing Sword Formation again to see what you can do. Stop my continuous attacks."

Demon Ancestor Wutian struggled to barely control his figure, then shook his body and soared into the air. A little feeling of powerlessness came to his heart, but his eyes were strangely ferocious.

"puff!!!"

Taiqing Saint Tang Feng looked at Demon Ancestor Wutian across from him expressionlessly. His face slowly turned pale, and blood suddenly emerged. In such a battle, as the eye of the formation and the center of the formation, Tang Feng, the saint of Taiqing, suffered the greatest impact, which further aggravated the injuries in his body.

"Alas, what can we do? Now Taoist Taoist Taiqing is ill, and the formation does not have peerless power to control it. If the attack method like just now comes again, with this incomplete formation, it will be able to resist it no matter what. Can't stand it anymore.

The Jade Emperor Haotian, the Lord of Heaven, said extremely worriedly.

"Yes, Pindao seems to have better comply with God's will. There is no need to struggle any more. It is better to withdraw the formation and let Demon Ancestor Wutian deal with it."

Immortal Zhen Yuanzi also said dejectedly. He could not generate any fighting spirit at all. He relied on the power of the Zhoutian Star Formation to barely resist the attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. However, the consequences were that most of the creatures in the prehistoric world were thrown into chaos. Being injured, even the injury of Saint Taiqing, made things worse. Even if he was unwilling to surrender, the next resistance would be of no use.

There are not just one or two people who have such negative thoughts. The dignified Daxian Zhen Yuanzi of the Dixian Mansion has no confidence. Those monks who are only in the realm of Yasheng or Daluo are even more despairing. Don't know what to do.

"Hey, senior brother, Wutian is about to launch the Immortal-killing Sword Formation again. Why don't we see people from the ancient times resisting with all their strength?"

(End of this chapter)