Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 418 The Battle of the Sub-Saints
The dark sky is a great horror to monks of the prehistoric world. Introductory sub-sages and quasi-sages will lose their supernatural powers if they are contaminated. If they fall into it, ordinary first-level sub-sages can barely struggle, but it is also futile.

The only ones who can be less affected are those who are above the fourth heaven.

As for Moxiu, they are like fish in water in the dark sky, and the dark sky consciously blesses them, greatly increasing their combat power.

The tyrannical Eight Heavenly Demons, those sub-sage powerhouses, have no intention of dealing with those prehistoric monks who have fallen into the dark sky. They all know that these guys have already fallen into the net, and they are not worthy of them at this moment. No need to spend too much thought, so one counts as one, and they all go up in the air, chasing down those fleeing prehistoric monks.

The supreme beings of the three clans seemed to be seriously injured, and had been promoted to the Tongming Palace long ago, and went to Dihong Tiandi to recuperate.

Without these three invincible and terrifying existences, the demon saints boldly pursued them.

Anyway, they have an advantage at this time, and how much they can keep is blood.

On the Primordial Cultivator's side, many holy bosses and giants, because they wanted to break the heir for the Primordial Cultivator, even some holy big bosses rescued some entry-level sub-sages and first-level sub-sages in the dark wave.

At this moment, it was quickly entangled, and a fierce battle was launched above the dark wave for a while.

Time and space are collapsing, order is shattering, and infinite energy is pouring out, spreading across the sky in the form of probability, locking a space and time, and sheltering many sub-sages in it.

Outside this cloud of probability, a figure turned into a golden thread, constantly attacking this piece of cloud, which can be called the sea of ​​clouds.

The figure's speed was too fast, and the golden thread drawn by the figure stretched for hundreds of millions of miles, drawing arcs around the clouds, and then slowly dissipated.

"Fellow Daoist Galado, although you are extremely fast, you can't do anything to me, so why not just retreat." In the endless sea of ​​clouds, Taoist Hongyun's voice came slowly.

Hearing that, the figure snorted angrily, and then stopped, but it was a big bird with golden wings, pieces of golden feathers, claws like golden eagles, majestic eyes, and a beak like a diamond.

He is also a little powerless in the face of this sea of ​​clouds. Although he is also a great supernatural being in the sixth heaven of the sub-sage, there is still a gap. Although he is not at the bottom, he can only be in the fourth echelon, and the third echelon. Taoist Hongyun still has a big gap.

"Taoist Hongyun, let me meet you." A majestic and heavy voice sounded, and accompanied by this voice, a giant who was thousands of feet tall and shaped like a diamond sculpture walked over the dark sea.

With every movement of the giant's hands and feet, the immeasurable force shook the sky. Without any extra movement, he crossed time and space to the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, clenched his fists, and threw them out suddenly.

"boom!"

The sea of ​​clouds vibrated and swayed.

Taoist Hongyun scolded angrily: "Indra, you deceived me to protect the junior, are you powerless to kill you?"

"Hahaha..." Indra the vajra giant laughed loudly and said, "Fellow Daoist Hongyun, in the war between the two realms, I will do everything I can, and I am not despicable."

"Using more to bully the less, how despicable fellow Daoist Indra is." A huge voice was accompanied by a shadow that covered the sky and the sun. A towering tree covered the sky, tall and unpredictable, and penetrated into the sky and the earth.

At this moment, its roots fell down one by one, as if it had the tendency to destroy the sky and stop the dark tide.

Indra was not afraid, he raised his fist and threw hundreds of punches in an instant.

"Dong dong dong...!"

It was as if there was a dull thunder in the sky. The pure material collision of the two great supernatural beings did not actually transmit any sound. It was only the aftermath of their fight that vibrated time and space, and there was such a violent impact that swept across the world.

Suddenly, the towering sacred tree disappeared without a trace, revealing a young Taoist man wearing a purple feather coat and a purple gold crown, who was Zhen Yuanzi.

Seeing her friends arriving, Hong Yun didn't hesitate, she used her supernatural powers, and jumped directly, intending to take away many sub-sages under her command.

"Leave!"

A cold snort suddenly sounded from the boundless black ocean, and in the next moment, a three-foot-tall holy figure quietly appeared above the dark tide, holding a three-pronged fork in his hand.

At this moment, seeing that Hongyun was about to leave, he raised his divine fork and stabbed it out suddenly. In an instant, the black wave that had not changed was suddenly attracted by him. Xiang Hongyun.

Seeing that pure destructive aura suddenly swept across, as if it was about to rush to the sky, in the eyes of onlookers, the dark wave at this moment turned around and came towards the sky. Facing this scene, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi felt their scalps go numb , they were clearly in a high place, but they felt as if they were in the downstream, about to be submerged by the dark tide.

Hong Yun simply gave up the leap and manifested the Dao body form. Behind him, many weak sub-sages supported each other. Fortunately, there were still a few first-level sub-sages with supernatural powers who could support them to stay in the void.

However, it is unbelievable that the majestic sub-sacred spirit has fallen into such a state. I don't know how terrible the black wave is?
But no matter what, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi must deal with it carefully.

Facing the Son of Destruction who was at the same level as them, the descendants of the Rahu Demon Ancestor, the two of them directly showed their ability to suppress the bottom of the box.

In Zhen Yuanzi's hand, a golden book appeared, and a heavy aura immediately permeated around him, and the khaki-yellow light seemed to suppress everything.

Taoist Hongyun didn't hesitate at all, and a gourd appeared in his backhand. It was the gourd he obtained from the first calamity, which he refined into a gourd of ninety-nine scattered souls.

The gold book in Zhen Yuanzi's hand shot out a mighty yellow light, and the Taoist Hongyun spewed out the destructive red god sand from the gourd. The two combined, and there was a faint tendency to strengthen each other, forming a red and yellow mad sand sky, sweeping hundreds of millions of miles, It was able to hold back the attack of the black wave and the three-pronged fork.

As soon as they came into contact, Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun's expressions changed. The dark wave was not just a simple destruction. In its incomparably terrifying destructive power, it contained the law of destroying the Dao and cutting off time and space.

If it is said that the time sequence of the entire prehistoric universe, including the Earth Immortal Realm, is tightly sealed, then in this black wave, all possibilities of the past and the future are cut off. All sacred existences are originally timelines, thick Existence, although this thickness is very imaginary, but it does exist.

But under this wave of darkness, the past and the future have been cut off, as if locked in a small black room of time, becoming an existence without thickness in time.

Moreover, the aura of destruction and abandonment of the authority of the Dao cannot be faked. Many authorities conflict with the monk's sacred self, which can directly cover the Tao for a short period of time, making the monk almost become a common man. Only the realm is still there, and the soul has not completely fallen.

This is also why those Yasheng bosses who are above the fourth heaven of the Yasheng have a slightly higher resistance.

Because these existences are the roads conceived from their own Dao fruits, and they have begun to manifest. They can be regarded as the builders of the operation of the great avenues of the prehistoric world, and they do not completely rely on the original avenues of the world.

Unless it is continuously impacted by the waves of darkness, there is a possibility of danger.

What is really terrifying is the dark nature that cuts off the past and the present, as if to cut off a period of time.

Both Zhen Yuanzi and Taoist Hongyun looked extremely solemn.

(End of this chapter)