Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

Pangu's real body held it with one hand, condensing the phantom of Pangu's axe, and forcefully splitting Xu Changsheng.

The Saint Wei Zulong that Xu Changsheng transformed into, without fear, slayed the real body of Pangu.

Dragons and giants, fighting in the void.

The ancestor of Ming He is... taking advantage of this opportunity, the monstrous slaughter of karma has attracted the God-killing spear.

The birth of the god-killing spear immediately shocked the power of the Three Realms... the giant.

They were originally paying attention to Xu Changsheng's battle, and only then did they notice the dark ancestor of Ming He.

"It's a god-killing gun!"

"Not good, all beings in the Three Realms, most of the casualties!!"

"This Ancestor Ming He is so bold and arrogant to have created such a doom."

Heaven.

The Jade Emperor was enraged, his crown was hanging down, and there was a tinkling sound.

The immortals under the seat felt the supreme majesty, and hurriedly fell to the ground and bowed to the Jade Emperor.

The Jade Emperor took action himself.

With a vast body, he sat on the sky chair and grabbed the ancestor of the Stygian River in the sea of ​​​​blood with one palm.

This is the first time the Jade Emperor has shown his true strength in front of the gods and Buddhas in the thousands of kalpas.

A big white jade-like hand grabbed it from the Nine Heavens, the palm has no lines, and the light is like a mirror, reflecting the mountains and rivers and all beings.

There are also three thousand immortal methods, three thousand Taoist arts, three thousand supernatural powers, benevolence, tyranny, righteousness, faith and other emperor's arts in the palm.

"Haotian Miluo Palm!"

Taibaijinxing and other senior immortals immediately recognized the supreme supernatural powers displayed by the Jade Emperor.

With one palm of Haotian, Milo is supreme! The three thousand avenues seem to contain them.

"boom"

The boundary wall of the nether blood sea exploded.

The sea of ​​blood boils! Before the Jade Emperor's palm could reach, the sea of ​​​​blood was the first to dent an incomparably huge palm print.

The ghost mother, the concubine Wumo and other ancestors of Ming He were under the command of the ancestor of Ming He, and they were terrified by the power of the sky, their hearts and guts were torn apart, they could not stand on their knees, and they shivered.

Only the gray-robed Ancestor Ming He stood there, holding a blood-red spear, laughing loudly.

"Hahaha, Haotian Jinque Supreme Supreme naturally has Miluo Zhizhen Jade Emperor God, I have been looking forward to fighting you for a long time, and you finally made a move."

"However, defeating you...it's not difficult!"

In the laughter, the ancestor of Ming He stabbed with a gun.

"brush!"

The God-killing spear pierced through the sky, as if transcending space and time, and stabbed the Jade Emperor's Haotian Miluo palm with a single spear.

All kinds of supernatural powers, Taoism, and celestial arts exploded at the same time.

Old Ancestor Ming He held the God-killing spear in his hand, swirled his palm like a drill, and shouted, "If you kill one, all methods will break five!"

"boom"

On the God-killing spear, a monstrous blood light erupted, and the heaven and earth seemed to echo "kill, kill, kill"

the sound of.

The Jade Emperor's Haotian Miluo palm has all kinds of supernatural powers, all of which have been broken, and the palm is pierced.

"not good!"

The Jade Emperor's face changed drastically.

At this time, in the sky above the underworld, the Zhenwu soap carving flag waved, covering the sky and blocking the sun, hiding the stars and the moon, blocking the sight of the ancestors of Minghe.

Immediately afterwards, the Luoshu River Map was suppressed, exuding the brilliance of Zhou Tianxingdou, possessing the power of supreme stars.

At the same time, Antarctica: The Great Emperor Changsheng, the Great Eastern Crape Myrtle, and the Queen Mother of the West all attacked together, either to kill the ancestor of Ming He, or to rescue the Jade Emperor.

"Hahaha, come on, come on, in the Three Realms, under the Six Saints, who else can be my Stygian opponent!"

The ancestor Ming He laughed arrogantly, steered Abi Yuantu's two divine swords, held a deadly spear, stood on the sea of ​​blood in the netherworld, and fought alone against the unparalleled powerhouses such as Emperor Ziwei, Emperor Changsheng, Emperor Zhenwu, and Queen Mother of the West.

In the past, even the ancestor Ming He, who was known as the first person under the saints, would not dare to be so arrogant and fight against them alone.

But now, the amount of calamity that the ancestor Ming He had planned for a long time was formed, and the God-killing spear was in hand again. He was really only half a step away from the realm of the saint of heaven.

Half-step saints are no longer something they can resist.

The ancestor Ming He rode the Abi Divine Sword and slashed at the plain-colored cloud world flag of the Queen Mother of the West.

Yuantu Divine Sword, the Luoshu River of the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

The ancestor of Ming He stabbed the God-killing spear and killed the Great Emperor Ziwei.

In addition to this, there is also the seventy-two-layer Zixiao Divine Thunder of the Great Emperor Changsheng.

This time, the seventy-two layers of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder are not... Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Lei Sheng Pu Hua Tian Zun is displayed, but the Antarctic: Changsheng Great Emperor, whoever can rival even the ancestor of Ming He, should pay attention to it!" Twelve The Fire Red Lotus of Pinye, come back!"

When Old Ancestor Ming He fought one against three, he shouted again, mobilizing the mighty mana, and wanted to take back the fiery red lotus of the [-]th rank karma.

With the defensive power of the fire red lotus of the [-]th grade, there is absolutely no problem in resisting the Antarctic: The Seventy-two Divine Thunder of the Emperor Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng, who was battling with Pangu's real body, sensed the fiery red lotus of the [-]th grade beside him, and immediately broke away from his control and wanted to fly away.

"Ancestor Ming He, you want to return to the [-]th rank karma fiery red lotus now, how could it make you wishful!"

Xu Changsheng snorted coldly and immediately shot.

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The number of the twelve ancestor witches varies, and the condensed real body of Pangu is not the pinnacle.

After several rounds of fighting, Pangu Zhen's defeat was revealed and Xu Changsheng forced him back.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Changsheng turned his palms up, and the Hunyuan Daluo golden bowl was sacrificed, and he took in the fiery red lotus of the [-]th grade industry.

If it were an ordinary congenital spiritual treasure, how could one get the fiery red lotus of the [-]th rank. However, the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Bowl was by no means an ordinary congenital spiritual treasure.

The Buddha's golden bowl of merit and virtue, the Daluo golden bowl of the Daoist who burns the lamp, and the Hunyuan golden bucket of the Empress Yunxiao.

The perfect fusion of so many treasures resulted in the current Hunyuan Daluo Golden Bowl.

The same is the best innate spiritual treasure, the Hunyuan Daluo golden bowl is not inferior to the [-]th grade fiery red lotus.

Called by the ancestor Ming He, the fire red lotus of the [-]th grade dashed left and right in the golden bowl of Hunyuan Daluo, trying to rush out.

Nether Sea of ​​Blood.

Ancestor Ming He's eyes were cold and piercing.

"If you want to stop this seat's [-]th rank karma, the red lotus Xuankong, you are killing me!"

"Red lotus karmic fire, burning the gods and destroying the Buddha!!"

The handprint of the ancestor of Ming He turned, separated by a distant void, urging the fiery red lotus of the [-]th grade karma.

"boom......"

The first-rank red lotus of the twelve-rank Karma Fire Red Lotus bloomed, and a huge fire pillar of the red lotus Karmic Fire rose from the lotus seat, rushing into the sky, and slammed into the mouth of the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Bowl.

"Om Om Hung! My Buddha is merciful and suppresses!!"

Buddha Xu Changsheng gave a shout, squeezed the lotus seal in his hand, and pressed it against the mouth of the golden bowl of Hunyuan Daluo.

"buzz"

With a sound, the Sanskrit sound rang out, lingering endlessly.

A huge golden [Swastika] character formed a forbidden light curtain, covering the mouth of the bowl and resisting the attack of the Karma Fire Red Lotus Fire Pillar.

Immediately, a golden Buddhist post with "Om Om Hung" written on it floated down, quelling the fiery red lotus of the twelve-rank karma.

The restless [-]th Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus became quiet.

"Um how is that possible!"

"The fiery red lotus of the [-]th grade industry in this seat was suppressed by Xuankong"

The ancestor Ming He, who was constantly summoning the fire red lotus of the [-]th grade, was suddenly stunned.

In the next moment, the seventy-two layers of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder smashed through the sky.

The endless purple thunder, like the axe of heaven, slammed into the ancestors of Ming He like a storm.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sea of ​​blood in the nether world boiled, and it was blasted by the torrential rain of the seventy-two purple sky god thunder, causing the blood mist to evaporate, and a large amount of blood water dissipated.

Ancestor Ming He let out a scream, and his figure was drowned in the seventy-two layers of Zixiao Divine Thunder that destroyed the sky and the earth.

The thunder strike lasted for thirty breaths! Wait until the [-]nd layer of Zixiao Divine Thunder is finished.

The figure of the ancestor of Ming He turned into pitch-black coke.

The Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood he was in also evaporated in a circle.

The Queen Mother of the West waved the plain-colored Cloud Realm Flag and smashed the Abi Divine Sword, and said, "Emperor Changsheng, what a great trick!"

Emperor Zhenwu put up the Luoshu River map, set up a great array of stars, and suppressed the Yuantu Divine Sword, saying: "No matter how powerful the ancestor of Ming He is, he has suffered seventy-two layers of Zixiao Divine Thunder, and he must be seriously injured if he does not die."

The Great Emperor Changsheng nodded slightly, revealing his expression.

The next moment, Emperor Changsheng's smile froze.

A scarlet spear stabbed, and thousands of miles of red lightning flashed, piercing his body.

In an instant, a monstrous killing intent, like a surging tide, attacked the consciousness of the Great Emperor Changsheng.

Even more terrifying, there is the prehistoric universe, the most ferocious, the most sinful aura, madly attacking the Dharma body and primordial spirit of the Great Emperor of Longevity.

"Ancestor Ming He!"

The Great Emperor Changsheng was shocked and horrified, and said word by word.