"wind!"

"fire!"

"thunder!"

Tu Shanjun did not hesitate to draw three more small flags.

Each of the three banners fell into the hands of the three Void Refining Ghost Saints. When they were pulled apart, ancient characters were drawn on the blue-black banners, like scriptures engraved in the Great Dao Seal, exuding the terrifying power of 'disaster'.

A single breath can plunge the world into endless natural disasters.

The evil wind wants to cut open the body of the old heavenly king, and the fire of karma burns from Dantian all the way to Zifu, as if it wants to destroy it from the inside out.

Yin Lei is thick and sticky, as if it is extremely yin and evil yet extremely yang and strong.

With one blow, the void was shaken down, annihilating the vitality of the ancient space.

The old king roars:

"As long as one breath remains, hope will never die."

"The Ancestral Witch's Immortal Technique!"

The old king looks gaunt and thin, but in fact he has a strong body under his cassock and robe.

However, under the Ancestral Witch's Immortal Technique, the energy and blood in his body seemed to dry up all of a sudden, and the entire Immortal Shura Taoist body turned into extremely thin withered bones, as if there was no trace of flesh and blood left.

Tu Shanjun did not dare to be careless.

That skinny body was even more terrifying than before, and the power it contained was like a little bit of essence tempered by countless stars, and then piled up into a human shape.

That is not a human being, not a monk. The purest power is enough to destroy heaven and earth and suppress everything.

Buzz.

The rhyme of the Tao fluctuates and trembles.

Tushanjun seemed to see a strange flower blooming on the head of the old king.

"Daohua!"

Luo Tianfeng was shocked and lost his voice.

"It's Daohua!"

"Three flowers gather at the top of the head, and five qi rise toward the vitality. Only then do we have the foundation to become an immortal."

"The King of Heaven has indeed reached this point."

All the saints were overjoyed.

They more or less guessed.

No one has ever seen the Daohua of the old king, and they didn’t expect to see it today.

Luo Manping's mood was ups and downs. The experiences of the past few days could even become a colorful scene in his magnificent life. He closed his hands as if praying: "No, the old king has not yet reached his goal. His flowers are illusory and unreal.

Not real."

Tushanjun also saw it.

He had seen the power of True Lord Youdao back then.

However, he dared to explode even the Dao Lord. A mere half-step master, the illusory Daohua, was at best an unparalleled powerhouse among the holy kings, so what did he have to fear?

So, I led the small flag again.

It is necessary to fully unleash the full power of the Ten Directions Ghost King Killing Formation.

"Before crossing the river, hit the middle stream."

"ban!"

The old voice resounded.

Forbidden word formula inspires.

Another great magical power!

Tu Shanjun suddenly found that he seemed unable to pull out the small flag behind his back.

Xiaoban is just a ritual of the Immortal Formation similar to the Ninjue spellcasting. Xiaoban is not needed to exert the power of the Killing Formation. However, the Killing Formation now forcibly restrains the explosion of power.

The old king said in a deep voice: "The powerful forbidden technique of the ancient emperor can only block you for three breaths. Your killing formation is really terrifying, but this is enough!"

"The great world is coming."

"Dharma image!"

"God-Destroying Shura!"

The divine body of ten thousand feet descends with the great world.

The four Holy Spirits are hovering in all directions.

Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, Xuanwu!

The golden mace turned into three thousand feet and was held in the hands of God War Shura. The illusory Dao flowers hung above the head of God War Shura. It seemed that the sky had been replaced by a field, leaving only the purest purple Dao flowers.

Illusory Taoist flowers fly like waterfalls from the sky, pouring into the Shura divine body, turning it into an immortal purple Shura God of War.

Tushanjun was not panicked.

It should be said that he is worthy of being the ancient sage king who once stood in the same era as Dao Lord. The secret technique he displayed is indeed extremely powerful.

Even thousands of yin gods and ghost saints from all directions stopped for three breaths.

Then Daojun will only become more terrifying.

It's a pity that the old king only touched that realm and was not the true Taoist king.

Moreover, Tushanjun is not an ordinary holy king.

He also wanted to see whether Shura, the god of war made of illusory Tao flowers, was more powerful, or whether the godless king, who was the convergence of thousands of ghosts and gods, was more terrifying.

"The great world is coming."

"Dharma."
Chapter completed!