Chapter 129: Daozu decrees that he cannot be killed?

Endless screams were heard from the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and blood mist instantly filled the sky.

All beings whose cultivation was lower than the Golden Immortal realm and who had not comprehended the true meaning of immortality were transformed into blood mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.

can.

This extremely terrifying killing force did not disappear directly, but instead continued to completely destroy the remaining existences in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

In an instant, the immortal true meanings of many Golden Immortals were directly destroyed.

Randeng, who had withdrawn, looked at the miserable state of his colleagues and could not help but smacking his tongue secretly. His fear of Huang Long grew more and more.

"How is it possible? How can the power of this Yellow Dragon be so powerful that it is unbelievable?!

Being able to break this formation with one strike, could it be that he has touched a higher power than this one? "

As Randeng looked at the extremely tall figure, he felt for the first time a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

As for the many colleagues beside him who were still shouting and wailing in pain, they had been completely abandoned by him.

He had already begun to wonder, isn't the Immortal Court really seeking death by facing the Dragon Court?
Some other powerful masters who were watching the battle were also surprised to see Huang Long instantly defeat Dong Wanggong, who had added power to the formation.

Shang Qing shook his head and said, "What a pity, what a pity.

This Dong Wanggong did not completely master the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. Although the power he unleashed was powerful, it was messy, so he was destroyed in one blow! "

The flow of the formation appeared in Yuqing's eyes, and he said lightly: "External force is always external force.

He himself is not familiar with this formation, and he wants to use it to deal with Huang Long. He is far from being able to do it. "

The Three Pure Ones communicated with each other for a while, and they had already realized the exquisiteness of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in front of them.

Gathering the power of ten thousand immortals, and borrowing the mystery of the sky and the vastness of the earth, he connects the two, and helps one person break through the confusion on his current path of cultivation, and his power reaches directly above that of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

But unfortunately, this formation can only provide short-term improvements, after all, it is an external force.

Duke Dong did not make use of this power.

"How hateful! How hateful! I originally thought that Daoist Fellow Donghua could suppress the Yellow Dragon, but I didn't expect that the Yellow Dragon's strength had reached this level."

When Taoist Hongyun saw this scene, an unwilling look appeared on his face. Although he was protected by his good friend and did not feel the power of Huang Long's attack, he still realized that Huang Long was unstoppable.

In comparison, the expressions of the others were different.

Taiyi was a little solemn and looked at his elder brother.

Di Jun transmitted his voice, "For the time being, let's avoid the sharp edge with Huang Long. This Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is not weaker than our Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation and Hun Yuan He Luo Formation.

But it was still broken by Huang Long."

"Okay, but now it may be difficult for Dong Wanggong to end this."

The Donghuang Bell on Taiyi's waist trembled slightly, covering him and Dijun. If Huanglong wanted to kill people, he would immediately flee away.

But he did not expect that Huang Long would break the formation with one move, and even severely injure Dong Wanggong with one blow.

At this moment, Chang Xi and Xihe quietly retreated behind the crowd.

"Sister, I think the marriage between us and the demon race is about to end!"

"The ambitions of the demon race are well known, but the power displayed by Huang Long today...

Can the demon tribe led by Dijun Taiyi really defeat the Yellow Dragon and beat the Dragon Court?"

The two goddesses communicated with each other through their minds, and Chang Xi's words made Xihe, who was standing next to them, also have beautiful eyes connected. She glanced at Taiyi, Dijun, and Huanglong, who was showing great power on the field, in a very obscure way.

Although she did not express her opinion, the balance in her heart had already tilted towards Huang Long.

Huang Long, standing in the void, had a cold expression on his face.

The Pangu statue behind him, which covered the sky and blocked out the sun and contained endless terrifying power, cast his gaze on Dong Wanggong who had now smashed heavily on the fairy palace.

The face of the East King who crashed into the East Sea was bleak, and the Liumian had already flown away to who knows where. The flesh and blood in his immortal body was flying, and several cracks had appeared in his flesh.

The magic power in his body rose even more clearly at this moment.

If it weren't for the power of this formation protecting Lord Dong.

I'm afraid he has fallen from that blow just now.

But behind Huang Long, in the extremely terrifying Pangu, the endless pressure and the gushing power of the laws of the Dao all showed that Huang Long was about to use the power of opening the sky once again.

"Do not!!!"

Dong Wanggong was unable to move at this moment, his face was filled with fear, and he wished he could crawl away from here.

But under this terrifying pressure, he could not move.

"That's enough, Huang Long. Fellow Daoist Dong Wang Gong is the leader of the male immortals appointed by Daozu. He holds the authority over all the male immortals in the world and suppresses the prehistoric world!"

"Do you all want to watch Huang Long kill Daoist Donghua?"

"If you stand aside and watch today, you will be the next one!"

The yin and yang fish behind Taiqing kept spinning, slowly resisting the terrifying pressure from the surroundings.

His words made the surrounding innate sacred beings frown. It was true that Huang Long was a bit too overbearing. One by one, the innate sacred beings stood up, their auras connected.

"Oh? The leader of the male immortals chosen by Daozu? Why, with this title, he can't be killed?"

He snorted coldly.

Huang Long didn't want to continue dragging things out with these shameless guys in front of him.

"Come and stop me if you dare. If you die by accident, don't blame me!"

The opportunity has come. He wants to see what other tricks Hongjun has after he kills Dong Wanggong.

Behind him was Pangu's extremely terrifying and illusory Axe of Creation, and lines of destructive power were constantly rotating on the axe blade of the Axe of Creation.

The space was cut, the void was shaking, and even the long river of time and space on Dong Wanggong's body continued to emerge at this moment.

Under the pressure brought by those eyes that were like the sun and the moon, and the terrifying power of the Axe of Creation.

The cultivation that Dong Wanggong was so proud of seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment.

"Teacher, save me!" Dong Wanggong's face changed drastically. He didn't expect Huang Long would actually dare to take action.

Suddenly, phantoms appeared in the void, and Amitabha, who had been acting as an invisible man, stood up.

He lowered his head and closed his eyes, looking as if he had a compassionate look on his face. He looked at everything in front of him quietly and sighed for a long time.

"Amitabha, fellow Daoist Huanglong, please forgive others when you can..."

Bodhi also slowly walked out from the shadow next to him, but a hint of murderous intent emerged in his eyes, and then he disappeared.

At this moment, he was looking at what was happening in front of him with a look of deep sorrow.

"Fellow Daoist Huang Long, why are you doing this?

Daoist friend Dong Wanggong is the leader of the male immortals appointed by Daozu himself. He suppresses the yin and yang of the prehistoric world and mediates many conflicts. If he is killed, it may be detrimental to the prehistoric world!"

Amitabha came to the side of Bodhi at this moment, with a look of compassion on his face.

"Yes, Mr. Huanglong, you are obsessed!"

Beside the Taoist, a faint purple aura emerged, and a lotus slowly emerged from nothingness. The true meaning of reincarnation began to spread around.

Rumble!
The Axe of Creation that Huang Long had created was actually held up by the Purple Lotus of Samsara. Even though the space was shattered and the void was blooming, chaos reappeared.

(End of this chapter)