The devil's hand twists and turns.

"The sky is evergreen."

"Give me three changes in hell."

Tick ​​tock.

Black water droplets fell into an endless hell.

The fingers of ghosts and gods standing in the sky intertwined to form a summons seal.

Plop!

A shrine is reflected from the Taiyin Water Mirror.

Ke.

The second way.

Ceng Ceng Ceng.

Three, four, five...sixteen,

seventeen,

Eighteen ways.

The eighteen-story shrine spreads from small to large to the sky. If you look at it against the reflection of the power of the moon, it looks like an eighteen-story pagoda.

Yan Huahua used the method of practicing ghosts and Buddhas, and most of his broken body was immediately healed, and his breath was burning like escaping steam.

He originally wanted to split time and space and escape from the shackles, but when he didn't want to wait, he felt indescribable resistance, and even the mobilization of mana was a little slow.

"The Way of Time and Space?"

Yan Huashang thought: 'It shouldn't be, his three avenues do not contain time and space, and the current power of yin and yang cannot reverse time.'

Buzz.

When he straightened his body, he saw the almost transparent threads rooted in his body.

The silk threads slowly manifested themselves as they were refracted by the aura of the Universe Refining Furnace overhead. If you look carefully, you can see where there is some transparent silk thread. It is clearly a divine chain that condenses the true power of the Great Dao.

While Yan Huahua struggled, the soul hook fell deeper into the trap.

The ghost god Tushan Jun stretched out his big hand and grabbed the book of life and death from the void.

Shake it.

The hammer in his hand turned into a jade pen.

The breath of the Tao blows the sutra of life and death. Who in the world can say that he will not die?

A splash of ink.

puff!

Yan Huahua spat out Dao blood and coughed up the refining spirit. The wounds that had healed on Dao's body recurred again, and the Universe Refining Furnace above his head flickered on and off.

Obviously, as a ghost cultivator, he is destined to be suppressed when facing the Soul Flag, no matter how many times.

However, Yan Huashang did not give up completely. The furnace above his head turned into golden molten iron and poured down under the formula.

laugh!

Made of flesh and blood.

A golden-skinned Taoist king appeared in front of everyone.

"Fellow Taoist, you and I will take turns in our opponents!"

Ji Jianzun nodded and flew to escape from the Exiled Immortal Lord.

However, just as he rushed to Yan Huahua's aid, the battle situation on the other side showed the same one-sidedness.

The murderer glanced away.

Immediately shocked.

The black-haired demon god held a magic weapon that was like a sword and shaped like a long hook, and struck out with a blow tempered by karma fire.

Eerie and silent.

Then she saw that the time and space in front of her was torn apart, and Fuhai Daojun's jade hand was simply separated from her jade arm into two separate parts.

"Emperor Ji's Killing Technique?!" Fuhai Qiling waved his hand and grew a palm, his eyes full of fear.

She only heard that Yuan Tong from the Ancient Immortal Tower had mastered the Ji Emperor Killing Technique. How come the black-haired demon god in front of her could also use this imperial technique, and was even more proficient in using it than Yuan Tong.

Demon God Tushanjun glanced at the ‘Jie De’ in his hand.

This is a magic weapon simulated by his Dao Dao, which is used to perform killing techniques.

However, he found that the tribulation may be powerful, but it was not suitable for him, so the 'tribulation' in his hand turned into another hammer under his urging.

"Take advantage of the abundance."

Zhongzheng's steady magic sound came.

The demon god Tushanjun uses the military tactics of Emperor Chi.

Use soldiers to resist killing.

The murderous intent of Yin and Yang intertwined into a splendid Milky Way, and the pure murderous intent washed out by the starry sky was grasped in the hands of the unparalleled Emperor Ying, and turned into a long hammer in the void.

Hammers come from the wild wilderness to forge weapons and refine armor.

"Kill with soldiers!"

The spirit of the sea-covering weapon put his fingers together, swallowed the pot and dumped it, and raised it as a sacrifice to the Styx. The mythical creatures were reflected in the water of the Styx.

Under the urging of her Taoist magic, one by one rushed out of the waves to fight against the emperor's shadow. Roaring roars came, shadows shrouded the universe, and a long claw poked out from the Styx hanging in the sky.

Demon God Tu Shanjun let out a long roar, his black pupils rotated in size, and the mysterious force of yin and yang allowed him to fully unleash the power of his killing technique, and actually manifested as a vague tiger shadow in the universe.

"That is?"

Taoist Lord Huo Ya opened his mouth wide and exclaimed without even daring to blink: "The shadow of the divine beast."

"Is it possible that Lord Dao is related to the White Tiger, one of the four ancient beasts?"

"No way... reincarnation?" Bing Fengxi was also in disbelief.

It’s just that each of the three pure incarnations has magical powers.

If the demon body is related to the white tiger, then it is very likely that the soul flag was forged by the spirit of the white tiger, which is equivalent to confirming the identity of Tushanjun White Tiger's reincarnation.

It shouldn't have such a big origin, right?

Feng Xi thought of this.

"No, that is obviously the refined power of the White Tiger." Taoist Lord Huo Ya shook his head slightly.

Wu Rong peeled off the sugar coating and put the elixir into his mouth. He naturally knew the origin of the power of the Sun Tiger, but he couldn't explain these things to anyone in detail. Mr. Owl Dao didn't seem to be a simple monk.

Just that seal that can open the world's caves has benefited the underworld a lot.

In this case, it is not unacceptable to let Mr. Owl Taoist take away the Great Sage.

With his face slightly pale, Wu Rong adjusted his magic power and internalized the Tao blood to become the successor power of the Zun Soul Banner.

It's okay to support the master in taking action, but fighting three Dao Lords with three pure powers at once is too much for even Dao Jin Erhua, and I'm afraid it won't take long for his energy and blood to be burned.

For such a terrifying consumption, the supplement of top-quality elixirs is only a drop in the bucket.

However, few are better than nothing.

It is always good to have one or two points of strength.

Elder Qiu looked at Wu Rong with a little worry in his eyes. Such a consuming method could not last for long.

I can only pray that Tushanjun will fight quickly.

…

The fierceness of the white tiger!

The Tanclaw Dark Dragon struck Dao Lord in anger, and the Demon God Tushan Lord raised his hammer and fell.

boom!

The avenue trembled with a roar, and the universe and starry sky almost collapsed.

Take another look.

The demon god Tu Shanjun has already arrived, and the five-finger mysterious breath turned into a divine chain of order to catch the sea-riding Dao Lord Fuhai.

"Sujian, save me!"

The murderer could only turn back and go to rescue the sea-turning weapon spirit.

By the time he flew over to block the attack of the demon god Tushanjun and supported the sea-covering weapon spirit, Yan Huahua's body had been shattered by the demon god Tushanjun. The 18th layer of hell tower had locked Yan Daojun's soul, and he was about to die.

After swallowing the Sovereign Soul Banner, he could only grit his teeth and use the Divine Channel Technique.
To be continued...