The person who came was strong, but strangely, he couldn't see clearly what his facial features looked like. He could only see a pair of bright eyes, just like two stars in the night sky.

But after seeing the patterns on his feet like stars, Chen Weiming immediately felt excited and woke up.

Luantian, this guy is the one who practiced Luantian Dao pattern and has fought with order for a long time.

From a fair standpoint, chaos and order cannot be said to be good or evil, but to yourself, this is the enemy.

Luohu looked at the visitor with his brows frowned slightly, his long hair moved without the wind, flying and dancing like a battle flag.

Although he couldn't feel that the person's aura was in that state, his intuition told him that this was a terrible guy. And a person who could make him feel unclear must be a strong person.

The moment the chaos appeared, a terrifying aura appeared, as if coming from the endless universe, traveling through time and space, and rushing to the battlefield in an instant.

In the void, a face appeared, with white hair and red hair, eyes like torches, flames, looking down at Bahuang, it was Donghuang Taiyi.

He punished the Lord of Judgment with the purpose of waiting for the actions of the heavenly kingdom. Now that the chaos appears, he naturally comes with the breath. With his cultivation level, this star field can be reached in an instant.

As the flames swelled, the face turned into the black sun's true fire, like a meteor flying. When the fire dissipated, the Lord of the Donghuang Taiyi had arrived at the scene.

The two looked at each other and blurted out at the same time: "Have you finally come out?"

It was quite interesting, and Rantian smiled silently: "I know your affairs, but I have no interest in you. Order is divided into three parts. In contrast, the three-foot sword is the deity of Order."

Donghuang Taiyi grinned, his eyes soaring to the sky: "I know about you too, the difference is that I am full of interest in you."

As soon as the words came, a punch was blown out, and the black sun's true fire condensed, making the fist like a burning sun with a terrifying aura.

This is Donghuang Taiyi. When he finds a suitable opponent, he will do it directly and doesn’t want to talk more nonsense.

The attack of the Extreme Dao monk was so terrible. Even if it was just such an ordinary punch, it made people feel that the energy of heaven and earth in all directions and even the entire universe was mobilized by him. It rushed towards his fist quickly, turning into an energy storm, forming a terrifying momentum.

At that moment, it seemed as if a huge black hole had appeared in the world, and a gap was opened by someone. The sky and the earth were lost, the universe was lost, and the whole universe was trembling.

But when he saw a punch flying out, the Milky Way broke the sun, just by sighting the afterglow, it made people feel that the blood in their body was frozen, and their mind was blank, and they didn't know what to do.

Shi Potian's shocking punch, but a strange situation occurred while moving forward. The burning black sun true fire seemed to be suppressed by something, and began to shrink at a visible speed and became dimmer.

When the fist force rushed to a place not far in front of the Luantian, there was no more flame on the fist force, only pure energy bombardment.

When a strong man fights, the strength of the true qi is one aspect, and in the final analysis, the operation of the Dao pattern power can make the attack power stronger. Without the power of the Dao pattern of Fire, even the attack power that Donghuang Taiyi can exert will not exceed 50%.

These 50% are enough to destroy the world, but they cannot defeat an opponent who is evenly matched by him in the same realm.

Luan Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed the ball of fist force in his hand, as if he was grabbing a ball of cotton casually. After a few strokes of his fingers, the smoke disappeared.

This... Chen Weiming and Luohu both took a deep breath, and even the Lord of Forgotten had a solemn expression.

Who knows the name of Donghuang Taiyi, and who knows his strength? He is the best at combat power today, but he was so easily resolved by the opponent. This is simply unbelievable.

Luantian... What Li Qinglian said in the past flashed through Chen Weiming's mind, and suddenly reacted and said anxiously: "The Luantian Dao pattern he practiced is the power to suppress all Dao patterns."

He had also practiced similar methods with the help of formations, but he could only suppress part of his power, and Luantian obviously did not stop there. Under the influence of his magical powers, even the methods of Donghuang Taiyi could be deeply suppressed.

"I'm afraid it's not just suppression!"

Chen Pan speculated: "If it were just suppression, he could not afford to be the name of Luantian. I suspect... his ability may be to invalidate the Taoist pattern."

The Taoist pattern is invalid... No matter how strong a monk you are, once you are invalidated by the Taoist pattern, you can only use pure true energy to bombard it, and even the worst magical powers cannot be used.

Just like a monk with the Fire Way Pattern, apart from using true energy to do some stupid things, he can't even release a small flame.

After easy dissolving, a smile flashed in Luantian's eyes: "I said, I'm not interested in you! If you want to fight, someone will come to fight with you in the future, but it's not me!"

"Then let them come quickly, or you will be!"

Dong Huangtai was even more in a glance, and his body flashed and rushed to the front of Luantian. The flames soared into the sky, and he raised his hand to kill. This time, it was no longer a test, but a real attack.

“Ineffective order!”

Rantian waved his hand casually, and gray light shone everywhere, like a stack of veils that opened instantly, turning into mist to cover all directions, wrapping this space in an instant.

The moment the gauze appeared, he saw that the flames on Donghuang Taiyi's body were quickly suppressed, and in an instant he was pressed to the size of an oil lamp.

"I'm here today to take him away!"

Rantian smiled casually, raised his hand and grabbed Chen Weiming.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the black sun fire rose into the sky again. A fist blasted out, crossing the void, directly piercing through the gauze, blocking the chaos of the sky.

Donghuang Taiyi walked out of the gauze along the way of flames and chuckled: "I haven't felt this way for a long time, I really miss it."

The fighting spirit in his eyes was like substance, and he was completely excited.

No one is born strong. He was once a weak person who could be bullied by others. He came step by step with his extraordinary character. Once upon a time, every battle, his opponent was stronger than him, and he was the suppressed side. He had long been used to or even began to enjoy this feeling. The sense of accomplishment after winning.

But since the Lich Battle, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and all opponents that appear in front of him have been crushed by him without any suspense.

After so many years, it is not until today that he finally realized this feeling of being suppressed again.

"Don't use such boring means to make things mysterious again, otherwise you will probably never see the Three-Foot Sword again!"

The black flames burned and burned the nine heavens and ten earths.

The fighting spirit is bleak, the crazy blood is burning, and I can't control it...
Chapter completed!