The Taoist Tiangong, who had already replaced the Lord of the Underworld, stared at Tianwaitian. He "knows" the relationship between Yu Chen and Tongtian, and believed that at this time, Tongtian should be the one who took action.

The action of heaven and man is not concealed by the way, and those who follow him are aware of it.

The Emperor of Heaven thought it was not good, so he looked up at the sky outside the sky, and sure enough, two sword lights fell.

One of the sword lights is pure and clear, pointing directly to the Dharma image, wherever it passes, it rolls up a breeze, blowing through the void, bringing the final truth.

The rays of the body of the Dharma image are all dimmed and extinguished, and the figures of the gods are dissipated one by one. Even the scroll in his hand becomes old, as if he is heading towards a certain death.

"Tongtian?!"

The emperor exclaimed, and the emperor's robe appeared on his body again.

But this time, thousands of wonderful appearances on the imperial robe were conflicting, assimilating, and corroding and disappearing under the red lights.

The ninth-grade magical artifact of the Emperor's Robe itself also showed signs of old age and corruption.

"He's stronger!"
Chapter completed!