Chapter 1116: Traveling Backward

Chapter 1116: Traveling Backward

The ghost hand twists and turns.

"The sky is evergreen."

"Give me three changes in hell."

Tick ​​tock.

Black water droplets fell into an endless hell.

The fingers of ghosts and gods standing in the sky intertwined to form a summons seal.

Plop!

A shrine is reflected from the Taiyin Water Mirror.

Ke.

The second way.

Clang clang clang.

Three, four, five...sixteen,

seventeen,

Eighteen ways.

The 18-story shrine spreads from small to large to the sky. If you look at it against the reflection of the power of the moon, it looks like an eighteen-story pagoda.

Yan Huahua applied the method of using ghosts and Buddhas, and most of his broken body was immediately healed, and his burning breath was like escaping steam.

He originally wanted to split time and space and escape from the shackles, but when he didn't want to wait, he felt indescribable resistance, and even the mobilization of mana was a little slow.

"Time and Space Taoism?"

Yan Huashang thought: 'It shouldn't be, his three avenues do not contain time and space, and the current power of yin and yang cannot reverse time. ’

Bang buzz.

When he straightened his body, he saw the almost transparent threads rooted on his body.

The silk threads slowly manifested themselves as they were refracted by the aura of the Universe Refining Furnace overhead. If you look closely, you can see where there are some transparent silk threads. It is clearly a divine chain that condenses the true power of the Great Dao.

While Yan Huahua struggled, the hook fell deeper into the lock.

The ghost god Tushan Jun stretched out his big hand and grabbed the book of life and death from the void.

Shake it.

The hammer in his hand turned into a jade pen.

The breath of the Tao blows the sutra of life and death. Who in the world can say that he will not die?

A splash of ink.

puff!

Yan Huahua spurted Tao blood and coughed up the refining charm. The wounds that had healed on the Tao body recurred again, and the Universe Refining Furnace above his head flickered on and off.

Obviously, as a ghost cultivator, he is destined to be suppressed when facing the Soul Flag, no matter how many times.

However, Yan Huahua didn't give up completely. The furnace above his head turned into golden molten iron and poured down under the formula.

laugh!

Made of flesh and blood.

A golden-skinned Taoist king appeared in front of everyone.

"Fellow Daoist, you and I will take turns in our opponents!"

Ji Jianzun nodded and flew to get rid of the Immortal Lord.

However, just as he rushed to rescue Yan Huahua, the battle situation on the other side showed the same one-sidedness.

The murderer glanced away.

Immediately shocked.

The black-haired demon god held a magic weapon that was like a sword and shaped like a long hook, and struck out with a blow tempered by karma fire.

Eerie and silent.

Then she saw that the time and space in front of her were torn apart, and Daojun Fuhai's jade hand was simply separated from her jade arm into two separate parts.

"Emperor Ji's Killing Technique?!" Huihai Weapon Spirit waved his hand and grew a palm, his eyes full of fear.

She only heard that Yuan Tong from the Ancient Immortal Tower had mastered the Ji Emperor Killing Technique. How come the black-haired demon god in front of her could also use this imperial technique, and was even more proficient in using it than Yuan Tong.

Demon God Tushanjun glanced at the ‘Jie Mie’ in his hand.

This is the magic weapon simulated by his Dao Dao, which is used to perform killing techniques.

However, he found that the robbery may be powerful, but it was not suitable for him, so the "Jie De" in his hand turned into another hammer under his urging.

"Take advantage of the abundance."

Zhongzheng's steady magic sound came.

The demon god Tushanjun uses the military tactics of Emperor Chi.

Use soldiers to resist killing.

The murderous intent of Yin and Yang intertwined into a brilliant Milky Way, and the pure murderous intent washed out by the starry sky was grasped in the hands of the unparalleled Emperor Ying, and turned into a long hammer in the void.

The hammer comes from the wilderness to forge weapons and refine armor.

"Kill with soldiers!"

The spirit of the sea-covering weapon puts his fingers together, swallows the pot and dumps it, and raises it as a sacrifice to the Styx. The mythical creatures are reflected in the water of the Styx.

Under the urging of her Taoist magic, one by one rushed out of the waves to fight against the emperor's shadow. Roaring roars came, shadows enveloped the universe, and a long claw protruded from the Styx hanging in the sky.

Demon God Tu Shanjun let out a long roar, his black pupils rotated in size, and the Yin and Yang mysterious force allowed him to fully unleash the power of his killing technique, and actually manifested as a blurry tiger shadow in the universe.

"That is?"

Taoist Lord Huo Ya opened his mouth wide and exclaimed without even daring to blink: "The shadow of the divine beast."

"Is it possible that Lord Dao is related to the White Tiger, one of the four ancient beasts?"

"No way... reincarnation?" Bing Fengxi was also in disbelief.

It’s just that each of the three pure incarnations has magical powers.

If the demonic body is related to the white tiger, then it is likely that the Soul Reverend Banner was forged by the spirit of the white tiger, which is equivalent to confirming the identity of Tushan Lord White Tiger's reincarnation.

Shouldn't it have such a big origin?

Feng Xi thought so.

"No, that is obviously the refined power of the White Tiger." Taoist Lord Huo Ya shook his head slightly.

Wu Rong peeled off the sugar coating and put the elixir into his mouth. He naturally knew the origin of the power of the Sun Tiger, but he couldn't explain these things to anyone in detail. Mr. Owl Dao didn't seem to be a simple monk.

Just the seal that can open the world's caves has benefited the underworld a lot.

In this case, it is not unacceptable to let Lord Owl take away the Great Sage Angming.

With a slightly pale face, Wu Rong adjusted his magic power and internalized the Dao blood to become the successor power of the Zun Soul Banner.

It's okay to support the master to take action, but fighting three Dao Lords with three pure powers at once is too much for even Dao Jin Erhua, and I'm afraid it won't take long for his energy and blood to be burned.

For such a terrifying consumption, the supplement of top-quality elixirs would be a drop in the bucket.

However, few are better than nothing.

It's always good to have one or two points of strength.

Elder Qiu looked at Wu Rong with a little worry in his eyes. Such a consuming method could not last for long.

I can only pray that Tushanjun will fight quickly.

…

The fierce power of the white tiger!

The Tanzhao Dark Dragon struck Dao Lord in anger, and the Demon God Tushan Lord raised his hammer and fell.

boom!

The avenue trembled with a roar, and the universe and starry sky almost collapsed.

Take another look.

The demon god Tu Shanjun has already arrived, and the five-finger mysterious breath turned into a divine chain of order to catch the sea-riding Dao Lord Fuhai.

"Sujian, save me!"

Lord Yoshima could only turn back and go to rescue the sea-turning weapon spirit.

By the time he flew up to block the attack of the demon god Tushanjun and supported the sea-covering weapon spirit, Yan Huahua's body had been shattered by the demon god Tushanjun. The 18th layer of hell tower had locked Yan Daojun's soul, and he was about to die. After swallowing the Sovereign Soul Banner, he could only grit his teeth and use the Divine Channel Technique.

"Go back!"

Everything seemed to freeze and then quickly regressed.

Ji Jianzun responded to the ghost and god Tushanjun without any hesitation and helped Yan Huahua get out of trouble.

Then he saw the demon god Tushanjun's big handprint on the face of the sea-covering pot spirit, and started to use the soul-searching technique.

"So it's like..." Before the Demon God Tushanjun finished speaking, his whole body re-froze, and then returned to the time when he crushed the 'Jie Mie' and turned it into the main hammer.

"How can it be so difficult to fight?!" Lord Yoshima panted, gritting his teeth and squeezing out the words.

He used his magical power twice in a row. Even though he was traveling through the avenue, he couldn't help but feel tired. A thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and even his lips had an extra layer of white.

"Unless I go back to the beginning."

Lord Yoshima quickly shook his head: "No, no, the burden is too great!"

"Once I go back, how can I try again if I have lost more than half of my mana?"

"It's better that I take action alone." Lord Yoshima cursed in his heart.

If he were one-on-one, he would be able to find a chance to defeat the opponent. Now he is in a dilemma. He can neither advance nor retreat. Thinking of this, Yoshima Takashi felt cruel in his heart.

Nian Jue said: "Heaven and earth return!"

He only had to go back a moment and use the magic weapon to rescue Yan Huahua before he fell into hell.

And he himself was the monk who controlled the Fu Hai Kettle. At this time, as long as he used the pot to move the weapon and forcibly retrieved the weapon spirit, he could achieve two-sided rescue for Yan Huahua and Fu Hai Kehu.

However, all this depends on Tushanjun being strong enough.

Tu Shanjun must be made to feel the strangeness and make Dao Lord hesitate to cast the spell, otherwise no matter how much he goes back in time, he will not be able to achieve a true two-sided rescue.

"You are so strong, don't let me down."

"Time goes retrograde!"

"Ding dong."

…

Ghost God Tushanjun hesitated at the moment of twisting.

He felt the strangeness of time and space, as if the time and space had been distorted just at that moment. He still created the Hell Tower and wanted to use the 18-story shrine to evolve into the hell-trapped Peanut.

call out!

Sharp golden light splashed.

It broke the peace of Taiyin Xuanli.

When the shrine of the 18th level of hell appeared, Yan Huahua had already left the realm.

"What's going on?"

The ghost god Tushanjun frowned.

"Time and space have reversed." The Banished Immortal Lord said with a smile.

"So this is his turning point?"

Demon God Tushan glanced sideways and saw that the weapon spirit he was fighting with had been taken back.

The three pure bodies are three in one.

What appears to be one person is actually three, and what is said to be three people is actually one person.

It is a manifestation of contradiction.

"Why don't you stop him?" Demon God Tushan asked coldly: "The road to reincarnation lies with you. Even if he can reverse time, reincarnation will keep your memory alive."

"Why stop it."

The Banished Immortal Lord said calmly: "I have to see his limit."

"Just throw these two oil bottles back to him."

"If I tell these two fellow Taoists, he should be aware of it."

"Hmph." Demon God Tushan snorted coldly. Of course he knew that it was right to banish the Immortal Lord. If it were him, he would do the same. But who told him to be Tushan Lord? Even if he knew it was the best thing to do, he would still do well. Ask 'yourself' and warn 'yourself' not to mess around.

"What do you see?"

The ghost god Tushan Jun is carrying the real main pole of the Soul Flag.

"..."

"It's interesting."

"You can actually turn back time."

"I don't think it's a reversal." Banished Immortal Lord shook his head slightly.

He continued to explain: "It should be shuttle."

"If time is compared to a river with no source or end, he is a fish in the river. He can flow along or against the river at will, or even jump out of the river to see the past and the future."

"He actually couldn't reverse the course of the river."

"I observed him like this three times."

"Why are we all back at this point?"

"I guess he anchored us to one point and took us back and forth, otherwise he wouldn't have had that subtle strange effect on us." Banished Immortal Lord thought.

"It would be much easier if this were the case." Demon God Tushan nodded slightly.

On the other side, Lord Yoshima looked at the three people who were transformed into three things in astonishment.

He was just making the other party feel strange. How could his magical power be analyzed so quickly?

He expected to be seen through, but it was unexpected to do so quickly.

What's even more frightening is that the god who looked like a banished immortal didn't stop him the whole time, not because he was influenced by him, but because he was observing him.

I also observed it three times.

"It's going to fall."

Ji Jianzun said in a deep voice: "Don't hide it. This person is really powerful. If I hadn't traveled through time..."

When he thought of this, Xiong Jianzun felt helpless.

Why did two more helpers seem like two more burdens?

"If we don't use our best skills, you and I will be trapped here."

Yan Huasheng let out a breath and said sternly: "Catch the thief first, as long as we can kill the Lord of the Underworld, there is still a chance of turning around!"