Buddha's finger shakes through the sky, containing the Buddha's anger, anger is raging, and one finger can shake through the sky.

The corner of Donghuangtai's mouth showed a touch of disdain, and the aura around his body was boundless, and a punch was blasted out, and the sky trembled.

The figure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas was directly smashed by a punch, and countless cracks appeared.

Buddha's finger abruptly resisted Donghuang Taiyi's punch, although it was not broken, but the power did not exist one, pointing at Donghuangtai's body, but it only left a white mark.

Western Spirit Mountain, the coast of the North Sea, has these two mixed yuan Daluo Golden Immortals, fighting with two saints.

This is an earth-shattering event, making countless people tremble, and the power does not dare to get closer, otherwise the soul will be scattered in an instant, and there will be no chance to step into reincarnation, and it will fall.

The great war lasted for a hundred years, alarming countless gods and demons, great power.

Countless strong people knew why the demon clan wanted to fight against the two saints in the west, but for the ten demon princes of that year.

At that time, the ten demon princes died in the hands of Houyi, which can be described as a deep feud in the sea of blood, and they do not share the sky.

A hundred years ago, the fierce news that the demon race broke out shocked countless powers.

The two saints of the West turned out to be so disgraceful, personally calculated the ten princes of the demon clan, let them enter the killing and robbery, and finally died and disappeared.

With so much fierce material, the entire flood famine has entered an era of panic, after all, even the saints personally calculated the existence of these cultivators who were inferior to the Great Luo Golden Immortals.

Let countless strong people be terrified in their hearts, the power of the saint is too strong, and the saint cannot resist at all.

Emperor Jun Taiyi was lucky to break through the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, otherwise there would be no chance to take revenge on the saint in this life, and he also shocked the Flood Barren Land with such fanfare.

Kunlun.

Laozi Saint, Primordial Saint, and Tongtian Saint couldn't help but glance at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces.

Lao Tzu Sage's face showed inaction:

"Second brother, third brother, although Kunlun is the Lord of Ten Thousand Mountains, the Dragon Vein Ancestral Land."

"But in the end, it is difficult to withstand me and wait, the three saints have great luck, for the brother on Shouyang Mountain, set up the Bajing Palace, for the dojo ear."

"Waiting at any time, the second brother and the third brother are here."

The original saint's face showed a hint of arrogance: (Read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!) ）

"Big brother, little brother thank you here."

The eyes of the Tongtian Saint were full of fighting intent, holding the Qingping sword in his hand, which could be described as a monstrous breath, and a sword swung out, tearing the void, and the sword cut through the eight wastes.

The clouds moved, the space was shocking, and the momentum of thunder suppressed the heavens.

The Jade Void God Thunder Banner appeared in the hands of the primordial saint, containing endless thunder patterns, all of which were innate thunder patterns, containing vast and boundless divine power:

"In my primordial name!"

"Order the heavenly thunder to suppress the heavens in my name!"

The Jade Void God Thunder Banner shines brightly, condensing a hundred kinds of divine thunder under the world!

God of Fire Thunder, God of Earth Thunder, God of Wood Thunder, God of Gold Thunder, Thunderbolt God Thunder, Tai Yi God Thunder, Otogi God Thunder.....................

Every kind of divine thunder (of good) carries the power of heaven and earth, contains the power to destroy the sky and the earth, and amazingly destroys all the divine power in the world, which is simply vast and shocking.

Colliding with the terrifying sword mang, every kind of divine thunder destroys the sky and the earth, and constantly consumes the power of the sword mang, making all this brilliance dim.

The Tongtian Saint snorted coldly, his eyes flashed with disdain, and his figure disappeared into Kunlun.

A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the primordial saint, which dissipated in the blink of an eye, and looked at Lao Tzu sage:.