The Queen Mother of the West had black hair hanging upside down like a Milky Way, her eyes wide open, and her imperial aura was as vigorous as a vast starry sky.

Compared to immortality, even if she is an innate ancient god, she is still vulnerable. A hammer beyond ordinary people's understanding completely covers the vast world and wraps everything into endless darkness.

The Queen Mother of the West's black and gold maces were getting closer and closer.

Life is painful with immortal murderous aura.

She seemed to have foresaw the scene of her head bursting, and chills and fear swept across her body.

"scold!"

The mace ends at the tip of Queen Mother's nose.

The Queen Mother of the West, whose pupils were scattered, immediately came back to her senses, screamed in surprise, and looked back suddenly. She saw the floating fairy shred, and recognized the immortal soldier that saved her life.

It is not the elder brother’s fortune plate, the inner and outer circles of the sky are Hunyuan Qi.

All kinds of things are silent, shocking the world!

The ghost immortal who became enlightened in the future made the ancient immortal take the initiative to admit defeat, and even the Queen Mother of the West, the former head of the goddess in the world, was not an enemy of one unit. She was about to be buried under the immortal soldiers.

The Jiuyou Underworld is already a powerful means to control the world, which is enough to make the ghost immortal immortal eternally, but unexpectedly, he killed him from nothingness and opened the sky again.

The powerful sages who witnessed this blow have to admit that there are probably only a few immortals who have reached this point through ancient times.

After the three religions and one immortal, another true immortal appeared.

The news that the ancient immortal gave up was like wings growing and flying into the world.

"The True Immortal!"

I don’t know which powerful man spoke first, then swept through the starry sky like a tide, chanting his admiration for Tushanjun.

There was no arrogance or satisfaction on Tushanjun's face. He knew that he was not a real immortal.

Moreover, he did not hold back. Logically speaking, Queen Mother of the West should have been dead, and her body crushed and pulled out the ancient soul. However, the expected thing did not happen. There was no surprise in his eyes, but he looked a little coldly and said calmly: "I thought you wouldn't come."

"Why do you feel that?"

The sound comes from behind the fate.

Tushanjun slowly took back the black gold weapon: "Will people like you care about the life or death of others?"

While speaking, Tushanjun looked at Queen Mother West with panic eyes. He thought that the so-called Prince of the East and Queen Mother West would definitely not care even if they were really related to blood. Otherwise, why would Queen Mother West appear at this point in time and appear in front of him who has become immortal.

Looking sideways, the ancient immortal in the fairy building seemed to have a smile on his lips, holding his shoulders without saying anything.

Join forces?

Not like.

"You have prejudice in your heart. In fact, there is nothing different between you and me. I will also care about the life and death of the people around me."

Qingdi turned his hand to collect the jade plate of creation and looked at Tushanjun and continued: "It's just that sometimes we can't make a decision for them completely, so there will always be someone who dies."

"After all, I'm the only one relative left."

The words of Emperor Qing are filled with eternal loneliness.

Queen Mother of the West suddenly looked stunned and then looked at her brother.

Although her brother had supernatural powers that prevented her from coming here, she still came. She wanted to see how this person who got the River Tu competed with the ancient immortal.

Why would my brother rather give the river map to him than to himself?

Now she understands her brother’s love for her.

My brother, who always advocated letting things go naturally, and everything in the world has its own reasons, took the risk to come and save him.

"You are different."

"You still have relatives."

"Wu Daoxian..."

The anger in Tushanjun's eyes almost flowed out.

"You don't deserve to mention him!"

Tushan Jun roared and hissed, and the black and gold immortal soldier exploded.

When all things end, the ghost without birth rings the death knell.

clang!!!

The collision of immortal soldiers turned the universe over.

The Qing Emperor, who was in charge of the creation of the Hunyuan of Fortune, shook his head slightly: "The genius of Wu Daoxian Tianzong started from the end. He has achieved enlightenment for thousands of years to build the underworld to control the world. But you, Mr. Tushan, have to admit that your disciple still has limits, just like the world, has his own limits."

"We monks are exchanging the length of our lives for the thickness of our lives."

"Thousands of years, ten thousand years, hundreds of thousands of years, exhausting the limit is only to go further."

The sages and powerful people outside the starry sky fell into deep thought.

Emperor Qing made his practice very clear.

It is so clear that people can't help but feel sad.

Is it mediocre or brilliant promising?

The ancients gave the answer:

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening.

However, this Wen Dao has already stopped too many monks.

Some monks cannot break through the third level of Qi refining throughout their lives, while some monks refining Qi is like drinking water, but they have already seen the limit when they are complacent.

Even the saints and Taoist lords are still on the road.

The heads of the sects did not approach and looked around and watched.

Tu Shanjun, who was holding weapons, looked at Qing Emperor indifferently. He knew that even if he lived for ten thousand years, he could not say that Qing Emperor could not say that even if he lived for ten thousand years.

This person is an ancient immortal who can perform the hexagrams in the innate and acquired world. No matter what angle he is, he can't speak completely. Fortunately, he doesn't need to distinguish the scriptures.

The fangs pierced and said hoarsely: "At this point, neither of you nor me will retreat!"

The cold black gold immortal soldier barely suppressed the anger in his heart.

As he said to the ancient immortal,

Now,

It's too late!

Daoxian once said: Integrity in the underworld, one must first be urgent and then slow down.

Because their strength is not enough to completely overwhelm everything.

Therefore, you must first show your value and then slowly accumulate strength.

That's for the former underworld.

Heaven is different.

To Tushanjun: It’s not possible to delay!

The Qing Emperor's eyes were still calm.

He had seen it thoroughly. Tushanjun understood this limit more than anyone else. Just like how many people have disappeared from great horror in ancient times, he has only returned. He understood but was unwilling to admit it. He stubbornly believed that everything could be saved by himself... Thinking of this, Emperor Qing suddenly laughed.

"right!"

This is a decisive word for words, as if it was already in the heart.

"We are only one step away from the True Immortal, and there is only one road left."

The Qing Emperor grabbed the jade plate of creation, and the jade plate turned into an arc-shaped blade and was held in his hand. It was a long-handled battle axe, all over, and was made of immortal immortal gold. The fairy aura was astonishing as a waterfall in the sky and the ten earths. The sharp golden spear seemed to be about to split the sky and the earth again.

Queen Mother of the West shouted: "If the ancient immortal building is safe, why don't you take action?!"

The ancient immortal holding weights and measures in his hand still held his shoulders, and his eyes never even fell on Queen Mother of the West.

"you……"

Queen Mother of the West suddenly felt resentful.

It would be fine if the Guxian didn't appreciate it. Now the brother fought against the ghost immortal. Although the brother didn't need help at all, he was not afraid of ten thousand, but he was afraid of it. Why, as the ancestor of the Guxian Tower, the ancient immortal still did not intend to take action, but watched the show with a smile.

Just now, Tushanjun directly cut off the Immortal Tower and questioned the ancient immortals.

"Fellow Daoist, do you need my help?" The ancient immortal, who held the weight and measure, spoke lightly.

The Queen Mother of the West was overjoyed and hurriedly looked at her elder brother.

The Qing Emperor looked as usual and did not say a word.

Tu Shanjun's face became a little more gloomy, but he didn't care whether the enemy was one or two, and he was afraid that his magic power would not be sustained.

"kill!"

The murderous aura of the ghost immortal shook the nine heavens, and the wave of the black and gold immortal soldier even surpassed the avenue.
To be continued...