Chapter 1047 Opportunity
The wristband of the Great Dao.
It was not a divine weapon, nor an ancient treasure, but a dry flesh palm of a broken wrist.
It recovered quickly under the nourishment of flesh and blood, and was as crystal clear as jade. The golden light and mysterious breath flowed through the mist of the Great Dao. The rising breath completely assimilated the entire arm of Yu Renyue into the same material.
The magic power surged like a vast ocean.
The rushing blood and qi stirred into the tide of the starry sky.
Yu Renyue stood in front of Wu Rong, holding a small axe and slashing the Devouring Black Edge in front of him.
Whoosh!
The purple-gold small axe floated down.
The scales were fully opened.
"Hunyuan is true, creating the world!"
The divine weapon Hunyuan Thunder Axe flashed with purple-gold divine thunder.
"Hahaha. Good!"
The top saint king of the organization grabbed the gourd on his head.
The gourd suddenly changed from the size of a palm to the height of a person and was held by him with one hand.
There was a flash of madness and ecstasy in his eyes.
Now, he finally understood why Yu Renyue was always calm and composed.
Yu Renyue did not get angry when he denied his plan, did not despair when Yu Ren Patriarch shouted back half of his strength, and did not roar when his ally Uncle Six never made a move.
It turned out that Yu Renyue believed in himself from beginning to end, and he believed that he could do it.
The top Saint King of the organization, the Star Lord of the organization, 'Lou Jingou', showed a grim smile on his face and looked at those monks shoulder to shoulder: "With this person here, the Five Saints will be slaughtered!"
Yu Ren Patriarch still maintained that six-foot golden body.
Looking at Yu Ren Yue, he said, "When I came to this seat, I swallowed the sky and became a Taoist, pacified the four seas, suppressed the eight wildernesses, repelled the southern barbaric gods and drove away Jiao Chi, defended the various sects in the east, and reached the ten thousand races in the west. Only then did Yu Ren prosper for 36,000 years. How can you, a junior who borrowed external forces and integrated the remnant Tao, understand it?"
"Well."
"If you think this is the basis for counterattack, I will show you what a real Taoist is!"
Swallowing the sky and the earth, the limit will not be blocked.
The Great Dao will not be extinguished, and the sun and the moon will rest together.
Yu Ren Fei He Nian Jue showed the power of the real Taoist.
In the void at the end of the infinite sky light, a swallowing sky black lotus bloomed. The black lotus took root in the earth and the netherworld, blooming in the world but absorbing the brilliance of heaven, and the mysterious breath that washed down turned into a fairy-like chaos.
"Puff!"
Yu Ren Zheng spit out a mouthful of blood, took two steps back and was stabilized by a big hand.
His eyes were full of emotion.
He knew why his elder brother had picked him out.
He was not close to the ancestor but could still be hurt by the old man's breath.
You know, he was on the list of the East Wilderness's Prodigies.
"Watch carefully, this battle is very important."
Uncle Six grabbed Yu Renzheng, his face more serious than ever.
Yu Renyue helped Wu Rong, who was holding a weapon, up and looked at the sky filled with the sky-swallowing black lotus in the distance. There was indeed a lot of bitterness in his smile, but he did not say anything to Wu Rong. He walked in the void of the blessed land like a swift star, and the arms surrounded by the breath of Tao had assimilated his body by half.
The powerful hand clenched the magic weapon.
He jumped up.
The thunder armor formed by the Hunyuan Thunder Axe wrapped him.
At this time, there was no way to retreat.
Xingjun Lou Jingou held the Yunyue Gourd in his hand and spit out boundless mysterious breath.
The mist in the gourd suddenly covered the sky and earth, turning the originally oppressive blessed land into the blue sky. Lou Jingou, who was walking on the cloud, held up the gourd and cast a spell: "Golden Spear Killing Dao, Three Thousand Cloud Moon Illusions!"
The wind and clouds changed and evolved into a moonlight murderous aura all over the sky.
The Dao Qi and Moon Illusion collided, and the horror of the Devouring Dao crushed and absorbed the cloud illusion murderous aura.
"How is it possible?!"
Lou Jingou was shocked.
The four saints came, and Lou Jingou, who was the first to bear the brunt, was rescued by the long stick magic weapon. That was the Divine Weapon Great Saint of the old patriarch's lineage.
At this moment, his expression was also extremely serious.
He was furious to cover up the fear in his eyes: "Ancestor, how did the old patriarch die? Was he killed by you?!"
The old ancestor of Yu Ren didn't even look at the Divine Weapon Great Saint who asked the question, and his eyes fell on Yu Ren Yue.
He said calmly: "Although the broken palm of the Taoist master of Hunyuan Dao has been sacrificed and refined into an existence similar to an ancient treasure, even if it is connected to your body, it can only play the remnant of Hunyuan Dao at most. How can it resist me?"
The five saints surrounded the six-meter-long Yu Ren Fei He.
The Taoist master of Yu Ren Fei He locked the five people under his divine consciousness.
Seeing that the other four had already sacrificed their magic weapons, he was just wondering why the kid who rotated the holy weapons had not used the magic weapons yet, but the other party obviously had magic weapons.
If you think that you can compete with King Di Tu by relying on the face of the mask and borrowing the power of the gods, you should really die.
Not to mention Yu Ren Fei He, except for the great saint who wore a mask and said nothing, the others have been anxious for a long time.
Lou Jingou even asked Wu Rong to take out the magic weapon quickly.
The great saint of the old patriarch shouted angrily.
Wu Rong's face was gloomy.
Not now.
It's not the best opportunity yet.
"The Great Dao Flying Feather."
"Suppress!"
In just such a split second, the six-zhang-tall and nearly twenty-meter-tall Winged Ancestor moved.
His speed was incredible.
It happened in an instant, and the great saint of the old patriarch's lineage was hit in the chest by the Dao method transformed by the Dao Flower, and the heavy blow of the Great Dao caused his chest to collapse.
If it weren't for the divine weapon resisting most of the Dao Lord's palm, perhaps this palm would have smashed his body and crushed his holy body.
Even so, the Qi around his body was completely shattered, and the world inside his body was shaking. The saint holding the long handle passed through the sky like a meteor.
Ignoring the worry, the Hunyuan Thunder Axe of the Feathered Man Yue went straight to the six-zhang old ancestor.
The Silent Great Saint protected him.
The star lord of the organization spit out mist and turned it into a net, which was set up in the center of heaven and earth, trying to block the Dao Lord's attack.
The long horn in the hands of Wu Rong, the king of Qing Di Tu, is not a magic weapon, but it is better than a magic weapon.
There is a trace of the charm of the life way here, and the engraving is the king of ancient times. Even if there is no magic weapon, the combat power is not weak at all.
Facing the attack of the four saints, the old ancestor of Yu Ren was calm.
He seemed to recall the years when he was full of vigor and vitality.
Fighting alone against the heroes.
Defeating a group of Tianjiao.
Unfortunately, it is true that young people nowadays are heroes, but he is no longer a Tianjiao but a Dao.
Tianjiao will fail, but the Dao will not die.
The six-zhang Yu Ren Fei He, set off by the sky-swallowing black lotus, is like a king who dominates the world.
Chaos's black edge turned into feathers attached to the long feathers behind him, blocking left and right. No matter what kind of magical power or saint's mysterious art, it can't break his defense.
Only the purple-gold axe, with the blessing of the remnant Dao Hunyuan, could make him squeeze out a few drops of blood.
Bang!
He crushed the murderous cloud illusion with one foot, and the avenue stretched out from the flying feathers, grabbing the top Saint King of the organization.
Lou Jingou could even hear the cry of his own flesh and blood, and even the magic weapon gourd was creaking when it was grabbed. He could only forcefully sacrifice the Dharma image and merge with his body.
Dharma body and body merge into one!
As one of the famous twenty-eight star kings of the organization, Lou Jingou's Dharma image of heaven and earth protected his body and took the blow.
Swish!
The purple-gold axe fell and cut into the wrist, forcing Yu Ren Fei He to let go. The flying feathers and the breath merged into a long sword, slashing horizontally towards Yu Ren Yue.
Yu Ren Yue had no way to avoid it.
He couldn't even retract the Hunyuan Thunder Axe.
The purple-gold axe was locked, and the ancestor didn't give him the chance to protect himself with the magic weapon.
This blow was too powerful.
He could either let go or recall the magic weapon.
However, neither of these two options was a choice for him.
Yu Renyue, with a ferocious look on his face, roared and activated the Daojun Palm, the Hunyuan Candao, and the Divine Thunder Black Edge was about to cut off the ancestor's wrist at the risk of his life.
"Be careful!"
The masked Divine Weapon Great Sage who belonged to Yu Renyue stepped forward.
The open Divine Weapon Jade Disc was like a shield.
Clang.
Under the collision, the Jade Disc broke into two halves.
Fei Yu Changfeng tore open the body of the Silent Great Sage like cutting tofu, and the gushing holy blood splashed across the world, and the Silent Great Sage's mask was also cut open to reveal his true face.
It was a slightly ordinary face but quite similar to Yu Renyue.
Without time to be sad, Yu Renyue finally pulled out the Hunyuan Thunder Axe with a long roar.
He turned into a mountain and leaned against it fiercely.
He hit him full in the chest.
The axe blessed by the Can Dao was deeply embedded in the six-zhang chest of the old man of Yu Ren, leaving only a long handle outside.
The pain made Yu Ren Fei He scream, and at the same time he quickly attacked.
One punch and one knife, Yu Ren Yue let go in an instant.
The unwilling Yu Ren Yue screamed and the golden feathers behind him spread out, but were grabbed by the giant hand of the behemoth and torn off his body.
Swish!
The holy feathers were like wings, drifting and falling.
Yu Ren Yue under the broken wings no longer had the chance to hold the magic weapon. He staggered and stabilized his body in the air, hugged the Great Saint who blocked the knife for him, and his body was about to completely collapse.
The saint could not bear the Great Dao after all, and even the Can Dao made Yu Ren Yue unable to bear the heavy burden.
Defeated.
Defeated without a doubt.
"Alas."
The Sixth Uncle Yu Ren Ying sighed, and the siege of the Five Saints was over.
It's not that these five saints are not powerful, but that the ancestor is too powerful, even terrifying.
Even among many Daojuns, their own ancestor is definitely the most powerful one.
The more this is the case, the more desperate Yu Renying feels. The ancestor is so powerful that they can't resist the plundering of the clan.
Wu Rong, the only one who still has the fighting power, flew over and rushed to the head of the ancestor of Yu Ren.
"Kill the gods!"
Ding!
The horn was blocked by a feather.
Under the blessing of the two halves of the huge force, even the horn with a trace of charm was broken under the heavy burden.
"What's the point of attacking now!" Lou Jingou roared.
He had asked Wu Rong to sacrifice the magic weapon to deal with it.
If Wu Rong was not the shortcoming of their group of monks, that axe would definitely injure Yu Ren Fei He, and the five of them would have the opportunity to kill the Dao.
Unfortunately, the good situation was ruined by Wu Rong's hiding his incompetence.
Because of this incident, the Daojun caught the flaw.
Now, Wu Rong's attack without their help is like hitting a rock with an egg.
The defeat is certain!
Yu Ren Fei He, who was hit by an axe, was furious and could not help but relax his vigilance. Even if this last great sage had a magic weapon, he could not pose a threat to him at all.
The horn was broken.
The Qi was annihilated.
Yu Ren Fei He was about to kill this man.
Suddenly.
A pale hand grabbed the magic weapon.
Yu Ren Fei He was shocked.
Swish!
The magic axe tore open his chest and even his entire belly under the drag of the pale hand.
Dao blood splattered.
Yu Ren Fei He curled up his wings and quickly pulled away.
His intestines were dragged in the wide flesh and blood.
His internal organs were completely exposed.
The Dao Zang was in front of him.
Blood dripped.
Breath flowed.
"Who?!"
Yu Ren Fei He roared, and the sound waves blasted away the fog in front of him.
Click.
Stepping on the clouds is like stepping on iron.
A figure appeared when the turbid air in all directions settled.
The Great Dao condenses into a body, immortal and indestructible.
The surging evil spirit and the mysterious Dao Qi of the Zhou Tian are like ministers welcoming the emperor.
Ping Tian crown.
Hell transformation robe.
The pale face carved by the ice peak in the distant sky glances sideways.