People are conferring gods: I have risen from the beginning, I am the White Emperor!

Zhunti's eyes were filled with anger, and the six pure bamboos hanging on his elbows emitted a gleaming light.

But when he saw the red and black ropes on Bai Zhao's wrists, he finally had to swallow his breath and said with a smile:

"Pindao is happy from the bottom of his heart when he sees that his little friend has a wide family. Bai

Zhao also faked a smile:

"Thank you saint for your congratulations."

Zhunti squinted his eyes, then turned around.

At the same time, among the sleeves and robes, six people, Medicine Master, Maitreya, Sunlight, Moonlight, Dashizhi, and Lingji, flew out. Their figures grew from small to large, each holding a spiritual treasure, standing They lined up in a row and ignored the white move.

He couldn't take action, so the

Western cultists would take action.

In this way, the two saints would not bully the small and lose their dignity in vain.

If they were his disciples, they could take Sanxiao away. For anyone in Zhao Gongming, this is a sure-fire deal.

Seeing Bai Zhao being besieged,

Yun Xiao was anxious and wanted to bring Bixiao Qiongxiao and Zhao Gongming to support him.

Suddenly, a sea of ​​red fire burned out of thin air. It rose up and turned into a barrier thousands of miles away.

The scorching flames rose up and blocked their way.

Yunxiao looked towards the source of the sea of ​​​​fire.

The Antarctic Immortal had an angry face and led five golden immortals to block the way. He shouted:

"Kill my disciples who teach me, and I will pay with my life every day!"

Yun Xiao frowned tightly. He didn't want to get entangled with the Antarctic Immortal.

He just wanted to save Bai Zhao.

If he hadn't offended Zhunti because of them,

Bai Zhao would never have fallen into such a dangerous situation.

He turned into a white lotus and tried to force him several times. Breaking through the sea of ​​​​fire in front of them, they were all forced back.

They had no choice but to kill the Antarctic Immortal with hatred.

On the other side, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit faced Ran Deng, Ci Hang, Samantabhadra, and Manjusri. She could barely hold on, but she couldn't. The only way to free up support is to recruit one person, and face six big Luo alone.

"Fellow Taoist, we meet again.

Maitreya touched his belly with both hands and looked at Bai Zhao with a smile.

Bai Zhao ignored him and looked at the gold cymbal tied around Maitreya's waist with a playful look, and exclaimed:"What a treasure.""

"！"The memory of the last time he dropped the treasure was particularly profound. Maitreya's heart tightened, and he quickly covered the golden cymbal with both hands.

When he found that the golden cymbal was still there

, he breathed a sigh of relief. Now he only had such a treasure, and he couldn't lose it again.

Just when he thought of this, his vision suddenly went dark, as if something blocked the light. Before he could react, he heard the"wow" sound of the wind, and

Maitreya found himself shrinking rapidly and flying into the sky.

In front of Bai Zhao, above the pharmacist's head, a seven-story lighthouse shines brightly. In each tower body, there are seven lights filled with infinite auspicious golden light.

Forty-nine lights emit light, shrouding the surrounding brothers, except for the first one. Apart from Maitreya, whose time has been sucked away, the four of them, Sunlight, Moonlight, and Lingji, are all safe and sound under the protection of the seven-story lighthouse.

"pity."

Bai Zhao raised his eyebrows and sighed, but he did not expect that the Houtian human race bag could capture all these Western disciples immediately.

From the beginning to the end, all the power was concentrated on Maitreya.

He knew in his heart that it would be better to hurt his ten fingers. Cut off one of his fingers, and now one of the six is ​​gone, and the situation suddenly becomes much better.

The acquired human seed bag still exudes infinite suction, and is in a stalemate with the pharmacist's seven-story lighthouse. Below, the sun and moonlight have rushed out, and the sun is holding the sun wheel. The moonlight controls the moon breath wheel, one person sacrifices the sun wheel in his hand, the sun wheel floats in the void, turns into a brilliant sun, ignites the endless true fire of the sun, and smashes it towards Bai Zhao in the air, one person throws the moon wheel in his hand, the moon wheel In an instant, the soles of Bai Zhao's feet turned into thousands of miles of extremely Yin swamp gas. The Yin Qi soared into the sky, trying to swallow up Bai Zhao.

When Bai Zhao saw this, he mobilized the Three Laws of the Sea of ​​Consciousness and the Law of the Three Realms of the Three Elements. The regulations turned into a barrier, blocking all the incoming Breath of Yin and the True Fire of the Sun.

Seeing that the sun and moonlight had not gained the upper hand, the pharmacist threw out a seven-story lighthouse to confront the acquired human race bag. (Read the cool novel and fly up. Lu Novel Network!)

Afterwards, with the general trend coming, Lingji came out, and the three of them took the position of three talents, one holding the demon-subduing pestle, one holding the magic bell, and the other holding the flying dragon staff, with the Great Luo Dao rippling around them. Then, he attacked Bai Zhao.

Bai Zhao was not in a hurry, golden light emerged from his eyes, and as bursts of sandalwood poured into the tip of his nose, a golden shadow walked out of his eyes, growing from small to large, and then solidified. It was the incense golden body.

As soon as the incense golden body came out, it took the initiative to meet the three people and blocked them for a moment.

Then, behind Bai Zhao, there was another colorful ray of light shining on the sky thousands of miles away, turning into a huge peacock tail.

The tail was like a cattail leaf fan. Swiping forward lightly, the true fire of the great sun above the head, the yin ocean under the feet, and the two innate spiritual treasures of the Sun, Anhui and Moon Breathing Wheels all disappeared, [] swept lightly again, and the acquired human race bag was in a stalemate. The seven-story lighthouse also instantly misfired and disappeared.

The pharmacist and others were horrified and did not dare to charge again. They each protected the spiritual treasures in their hands and looked at the white moves with disbelief on their faces.

"Five colors of divine light?"

"Kong Xuan’s magical power, how can you do it?"

He said nothing, looking at the seeds of evil thoughts that were about to open the last crack in his heart, 410 raised a smile on his lips.

The battlefield of teaching and interception is the place with the strongest calamity in the ancient world.

Facing the enemy in it, by the way The speed of running the Great Tribulation Corpse Killing Technique to arouse evil thoughts in his heart is faster than before.

Now, the evil corpse is about to appear. He decided to have some fun with these Western cultists before killing the corpse.

If he wants to accept Yunxiao and others, then he will accept all the disciples of the Western Sect! The tail wings of the colorful peacock cover the sky and the sun, and the five-color glow rises, covering the heads of every Jiejiao, Chanjiao, and Western Sect disciples. Like the shattered Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, it covered half of the ancient sky.

The next moment, the peacock's tail swept away, and the pharmacist in front of him, the general situation, Lingji, sunlight, and moonlight all disappeared, and they were all captured by Bai Zhao into the divine light..For a time, thousands of battles stopped at the Lintong Pass battlefield at the same time. All the immortals raised their heads and looked at the figure of the young Taoist standing in the void with his hands behind his back. Their eyes were filled with infinite horror. With one against six, they easily captured him. , this, is it still Daluo Jinxian? If the disciples of the Western Sect in front of him had not completely disappeared, all the immortals would still be in a dream except for him. This kind of style is no different from that of a quasi-sage!

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