Chapter 689 The phantom of Yuanshi Tianzun

Speaking of the moral god, he picked up the crutches next to him, the purple air was hazy, and he knocked on the phantom of the Great Mould of Extinguish the World. An illusory and perfect Tai Chi circled on the head of the rod, and it was completely integrated.

Sure enough, the saints are all Gandalfs, Qianhe Pu Zhaozun respects fate in his heart, even the phantom of the moral heaven, definitely has the basic skills of [God’s Abduction] LV7 and above, you must know your current [God’s Alchemy] It’s just LV7.

I didn’t dare to let the phantom of the Destroyer World Exterminating Mill fly away, otherwise I really couldn’t find anything to restrain the phantom of Tai Chi.

“Cuchurin.”

In the scene of the primordial beginning behind Qianhe Pu Zhao’s head, a concept was born out of nothing. The Cuchulin projection holding the gun of the end appeared. Behind him, three images of ancestral witches, earth, wind, and fire appeared, and finally turned into a three poem. With six arms, a wild giant holding a dragon and snake, the spear of the end in his hand pierced out, transforming all matter into illusion, and even the Tai Chi formed with a squat became blurred.

Ultimately, it is the other side of Tai Chi.

Looking at the stabbing gun of the end, Tianzun Tianzun laughed loudly, “It’s a pity that the Fengshuihuo has not been perfected, so why can’t it be old-fashioned.”

When he patted the top of his head, the thirty-three-story Xuanhuang Pagoda appeared. The next moment the wind grew long, it suddenly turned into a pillar of heaven, like an ancient imperial mountain. The bells under the eaves of the tower are crisp, and the boundless vigor and virtue gather, like dripping water in front of a curtain. Prevent the three phases of earth, wind and fire, and suppress the wild giants that Kuqiulin turned into.

At this time, Empress Yunxiao had half grasped the phantom of Zhuxianjian. The thunder in her palm struck the sword formation, and immediately countless killings were filled, cutting off the gathering of Qiyun merits, making this the thirty-third layer of the phantom. The Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda became even more ethereal, Qianhe Puzhao’s fate immediately saw the timing, and patted the Bull Demon under him, and “came into it.”

“Ah?” The Bull Demon was taken aback, but still cruel, his four hoofs shook the void, and with an unrelenting momentum, he crashed into the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Tower in mid-air.

With a loud bang like thunder, the bull devil practiced a nine-turn golden body, and the hardest part of his body was a pile of horns. You must know that even if he was hit by Nezha’s innate spirit treasure universe, it was just two or three dazzling. However, in the sound of this earth-shattering collision, cracks appeared in the white horns, which also meant that his nine-turn golden body was not complete.

However, this collision also liberated Kuchulin’s projection. The Gun of Final Yan transformed all tangible and qualitative matter into illusory concepts. The crutches did not exist, and they would no longer be able to destroy the world and liberate the Tai Chi diagram.

Qianhe Pu Zhaozun sat on the bull demon king, and said to the projection of the moral heaven, “Master, you are offended.”

At this time, Empress Yunxiao had completely grasped the phantom of the Zhuxian Sword, and a purple sword of immeasurable killing and tribulation fell down, all concepts disappeared, and Taiji transformed into Promise.

Three yin and yang rotating lotus flowers rose on the top of the projection of the Taoist Tianzun, manifesting Wuji Taiqing Taiji Qingyun, and wanted to hold the phantom of Zhuxianjian who was also the projection of him.

The stalemate between the two, as if the state of transformation between Wuji and Taiji, is both instantaneous and eternal.

At this time, a dice fell in the void, rolling steadily, as if it was spinning endlessly. It just couldn’t stop and fixed the result. Qianhepuzhao respected his life with a cruel heart, and affected the causal connection between himself and Zhunti saint. “Everything has a cause.” It has its own fruit.”

Causal generation in the dark. The dice finally stopped turning, and the number 1 side was facing upwards, and the 10% chance of success was like the last straw. The phantom of the Zhuxian Sword finally fell, extinguishing the phantom of the Heavenly Sovereign Moral.

The latter turned into an air of Taiqing, which fell into the head of Qianhe Puzhao Zunming, and merged with the [Tao De Jing].

On the quiet Zhuxian Sword Terrace, Qianhe Pu Zhao Zun Ming’s expression was a bit complicated. Even though he defeated the projection of the moral heaven and got a ray of clear air, he just borrowed the power of Zhun Ti Sage.

I have always been very careful not to use this power as much as possible. After all, the cause and effect of this one is not good, but the world is unpredictable, and no one thought that the projection of the Taiqing saint would help us.

Putting away his helpless look, Qianhe Puzhao looked at Empress Yunxiao on the side, “Go to the next sword stand.”

At the Slaughter Immortal Sword Terrace, countless pure swords light horizontally and horizontally, a tall man, with the meaning of Yuan Shi pioneering Tianzun, opened his phoenix eyes and looked at the three people who came here.

Qianhe Puzhaozhao hurriedly stepped forward to meet the courtesy and said, “Uncle Yuanshi, don’t come to this set, I can’t bear it with my little arms and legs.”

Maybe because of the battle with the receiving saints, Tianzun Moral could not estimate foreign objects like the previous gods, but Yuanshi Tianzun sat in the Yuxu Palace, so this projection of him must be under his control.

Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head slightly, “It’s not that I won’t let you go. If you didn’t do it today, some people would be unhappy back then.” Qianhe Puzhao looked at the empress Yunxiao beside him, his peaceful face was full of determination. Meaning.

Empress Yunxiao said to Qianhe Puzhao respecting life, “Junior brother can watch the changes, and if a certain dies, he will be resurrected in the Conferred God List.”

Then he looked at Yuanshi Tianzun with a solemn expression, “Uncle, Shu Yunxiao is offended.”

Yuanshi Tianzun said with a smile, “You must have been unconvinced in your heart these years. I always feel that I used the big to bully the small and use the saint’s way to suppress you, and today I just ended the cause and effect of you and me.”

Qianhe Puzhao respected his fate and did not back down. He sighed and said, “Uncle Uncle, please enlighten me.”

Seeing that Qianhe Puzhaozun’s fate did not retreat, Yuanshi Tianzun also blamed it, and said with a smile ~www.readmtl.com~ It just so happened that I also wanted to see how the master sister Houtu taught me how to open up. ”

After all, there was a chaos in his hand, like a dragon like a tiger, and the whole person became the highest and the largest, and the smallest, as if the world was opened up.

Even though the phantom of Yuanshi Tianzun is the same as that of the previous moral Tianzun, there is no sage rank, and even in terms of absolute strength, it belongs to the weak category among the quasi-sages, but a sage personally controls his own projection, even if only A thought came down, and it was enough to shock the heavens.

With a wave of the banner in Yuanshi Tianzun’s hand, it evolved a mysterious trajectory, opened up the void and recreated the universe, and even the near-infinite world in the entire boundary gate shook, and countless chaotic rules were rewoven and evolved into jade. Clear the avenue.

“I’ll stop the uncle, you go to take the projection of the Slaughter Immortal Sword.” Qianhe Puzhao said with respect.

The two of them can’t do it if they want to destroy the phantom of the saint. In the end, they have to rely on the means left by the heavenly saint as before.

It’s just that Master Yuanshi, do you want to be so serious, and you will save the enemy if you come. If the phantom of Yuanshi Tianzun really reopens the world here, then the Zhuxian sword formation will naturally not exist, and the two of them have not resisted. The means to live in Tianzun.