The purple air stretches and is majestic. It seems to spread out from the farthest place in the sky. Countless qi machines inside and outside the six realms, between heaven and earth, all look at the Taoist involuntarily, as if they are here.

In an instant, at this moment, this white-haired old man was the center of this world.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries.

This feeling has nothing to do with realm or cultivation.

Naturally.

Swept by the calamity qi previously, the disciples of hundreds of schools and the immortals in the heavens all became part of the vortex of the calamity qi. The more they fought, the angrier they became, and the killing became more ruthless. In the end, the qi machine pulled, and a majestic vortex emerged in the calamity qi vortex.

The move was already uncontrollable. Thousands of immortals and gods, as well as the fate of the world, came to transform into catastrophes, resulting in the final burst of movement from this move, which was majestic, terrifying, and boundless noisy.

But it was so easy to be overcome by this purple energy——

Suppress directly!

There will never be the slightest ripple again.

The various schools of thought were moved, but also fearful - the many immortals and gods who initially sought to gain benefits from the human world were all those whose Taoist hearts were not perfect enough. They had power but no realm. They came to this world and were fought by all the disciples.

Kill, but after all, these immortals have various identities, connections, and mentorships.

You kill one person.

It's not just killing one person, it's killing an entire enemy clan.

That's the truth.

As a result, the enemy became larger and larger, and the fighting became more and more fierce. Now the goal seems to have been achieved. If it continues, it will be more likely to be captured by the calamity, blinded by the murderous intention, and it will fall deeper and deeper. At this moment, there is a little vigilance mixed in.

Under Yi's complicated emotions, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and saw a familiar figure above the purple air.

Everyone's faces were filled with surprise.

Immediately, he relaxed completely and a slight smile appeared on his face.

The immortals and gods also recognized that figure, but for a moment, they did not dare to recognize it.

"This is……"

"Qi Wuhuo?!"

"Hiss—Zhenwudang Demon Emperor?!"

After recognizing the true identity of the old Taoist, their expressions changed slightly. For a moment, many thoughts came to mind. They were all hesitant and confused. They communicated to each other and said: "It's not said that his realm has collapsed. It has already happened."

Did you become obsessed and lose all your cultivation?"

This news spread early and secretly to many places in the heaven.

As a result, the immortals and gods gradually lost their awe for the human world and came to this world. But now when they see this old man coming with the purple energy, the legends that seem to have dimmed with the passage of time are once again

Come to mind.

Step into the demon world, break through disasters, kill Donghua, and kill millions of demon alliances.

Cultivating truth and seeking the Tao, going through hardships to become a warrior.

Without receiving the talisman's edict, the Buddhas retreated to the west. Each legend was enough to shock the world. Each legend contained an indescribable and lingering aura of chilling murder. Therefore, this group of immortals

The god's expression instantly became reserved, his body stiffened, and he held the weapon in his hand, watching the old Taoist man with great vigilance.

The previous calamities seemed to have been temporarily forgotten and left behind, and the world was silent.

I saw this old Taoist walking on the purple air in the sky, with a calm and natural look on his face.

It seemed that he did not use any magical means. On top of the extremely majestic and vast purple energy that spread out, along with his footsteps, ripples appeared layer by layer. The ripples spread out in all directions, turning into

The same dreamy haze.

The old Taoist walked to the middle between heaven and earth, and stood among the various schools of thought and the immortals and gods.

The sleeves of the robe are rolled up, and the hair is tied with wooden hairpins, but there are also white hairs hanging down to the waist.

So all the schools of thought restrained their murderous hostility.

They all took a half-step forward and then raised their hands.

Hand over.

He looked solemn.

Their sleeves and robes drooped down, as if a sea of ​​clouds had fallen from the sky to protect the world.

Bowing and saluting, with a kind of reverence that is difficult to describe in words, they all said in unison:

"We——"

"I've met the Master!"

There are nine steles in the human world.

There are countless preachings under the Nine Monuments. Although all the schools of thought have no real disciples, they all unilaterally adhere to the teacher's etiquette towards the old man. This voice is extremely majestic and calm, vast and powerful, like a manifestation of the cultural context. The old man

The Taoist turned around, his sleeves and robes brushed through the air, and stood on the side of the human world, raising his eyes and looking at the immortals.

The purple energy beside you, the disciples behind you, and the human world at your feet.

So all the immortals and gods subconsciously moved towards the back——

Take half a step back!

The murderous intention suddenly disappeared.

Even many gods and gods already felt great anger in their hearts. They gritted their teeth and suddenly realized that they wanted to slap their thighs and shout——

No wonder, no wonder!

It turns out it has something to do with Zhenwu Dangmo?!

No wonder these guys are so difficult to deal with and can fight so well. If we say they are just pure humans, it goes without saying, but if we say these guys were taught by Zhenwudang Demon, then I'm sorry, all the immortals and gods

All I can say in my heart is——

Except for that Fu Ziqiu.

Not enough to fight!

One after another, they looked at the old Taoist priest over there, but they were all very solemn and vigilant. The fighting spirit against the various schools of thought had now mostly dissipated. The Supreme Lord of Justice suddenly felt something, his pupils shrank instantly, and he died.

Staring at the old Taoist, he felt a vague feeling, and his face turned ugly for an instant.

Why did the aura of my Dao Fruit suddenly become so ethereal, as if it had disappeared?!

No, impossible, impossible.

For a Tao Fruit that is as big as mine, you only got a dozen.

Why can’t I find it?!

How could I be completely controlled by you?!

impossible.

How could you have done something that I have never done in the past eight thousand years in less than one percent of the time?! If this is the case, then the talent and Taoist heart that I am proud of will be lost again.

What is it?

The Supreme Judiciary clenched his hands tightly and looked extremely ugly.

After all, he is also a being who has been fighting and training since the earliest tribulations. He has rich experience, strong eyesight and experience. Even if there are many reasons not to believe it, the answer still emerges in his heart.

The Tao Fruit has been transformed.

I thought of this answer.

The eyes of the Supreme Judiciary went dark, and he was about to fall from the nine heavens!

How persistent he was in his own Dao Fruit and realm breakthroughs, how much he hated his Dao Fruit being taken away, and how intense his murderous intent is now. He looked at Qi Wuhuo with murderous intent, but he didn't know why.

, but his own huge spirit, which is in the realm of great masters, seems to be in opposition to his own murderous intention. He has not mobilized his magic weapons, but instead continues to suppress his own murderous intention and hostility.

"True martial arts to defeat the demon, Qi Wuhuo..."

As he looked at the enemy, his murderous intent grew stronger.

But at this moment, the peak spirit of the great emperor was suppressing his murderous intention as if he was going crazy.

Let Him not break out in hostility at this moment and go hunt down the Zhenwudang Demon!

No, no, no -

The spirit is screaming!

The Judicial Heavenly Lord raised his right hand, almost re-executing the move he used to fight against Huoyao Dongyang Emperor.

But his left hand firmly grasped the wrist.

Consciousness has also found a reason. All living creatures, so-called sentient beings, will have a bias and will only want to believe what they want to believe.

No, now this Zhenwudang Demon stands at the center of Liangjie and the Six Realms.

You can't touch him easily.
To be continued...