Attack the myths of the heavens and create the Taoist Tibetan wilderness!

The six saints all felt the huge pressure.

They were sure that their own strength was absolutely unable to compete with the other party.

But they also had psychological expectations.

The strength of Di Jun was definitely not comparable to that of a saint!

Above Yuanshi Tianzun's head, the clouds of celebrations in the heavens and the Pangu Banner floated.

The treasures stirred, bringing the luck of the prehistoric world and turning into a golden cloud of celebrations as big as an acre.

The light flowed, and holy light fell one after another, as if dripping water in front of the eyes.

Above the head of Taiqing Taoist, a Tiandi Xuanhuang exquisite pagoda flew out.

The tower has thirty-three floors, rising up to the sky.

The auspicious light and the auspicious light of Yuanshi Tianzun merged.

They are brothers, and they come from the same source, and their strengths attract and merge with each other.

Although the saint Tongtian next to him was unwilling.

But in front of outsiders, it is not good to let the two brothers get off the stage.

He patted his head, and a blue cloud flew up.

Twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls flashed among them.

He had no treasures to suppress his luck, only this one was given by the Saint Taiqing!

Now the Three Pure Ones are united, and they are united in momentum.

There is a vision of the creation of heaven and earth.

It is a giant hand holding a sharp axe of creation, which is going to break the chaotic world!

The auspicious clouds of luck in the heavens were all blown away by this breath.

When the twelve ancestors of the witch clan saw this vision, they couldn't help but bow down.

This is their father god!

The eyes of the two saints of the Western Church turned, and they didn't get involved.

After a brief thought, Nuwa Niangniang swirled a circle of merit and celebration clouds behind her.

It was also one acre in size, emitting merit and divine light.

In the merit and divine light, there was a vision of Nuwa Niangniang creating humans and kneading the earth.

The chief of the human race, Suiren, and the chief of the Fufeng tribe, Xuan, both came forward and bowed down.

This is their mother god!

The Three Pure Ones saw Nuwa releasing divine light and thought that the saints were going to join forces.

The two saints in the west also saw this and prepared to attack.

If all the saints attacked together, they would not be able to stop.

Unexpectedly, Nuwa raised her lips and said with a smile:

"Brother Yuanshi is very good at Taoism. I want to learn from him today!"

After that, she pushed her own luck forward and squeezed into the auspicious cloud transformed by the Three Pure Ones.

The luck of the Three Pure Ones could not be connected, and they were squeezed apart by the golden light of merit.

"Sister Nuwa, what does this mean?"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked a little unhappy, and hurriedly urged Pangu Banner and the auspicious clouds of the heavens to block the opponent's attack.

Di Jun's breath was broken, and his figure appeared.

Above his head was a 49-story pagoda!

The first floor was the scene of the fight between the Norse mythology world and Odin.

There were also many visions in the Norse mythology world.

Among them, there is a tall giant who stands tall and upright, and he is Ymir, the creator god of the Norse mythology world.

The nine realms rise and fall, and the stars surround them.

That world is constantly flowing scene after scene.

The second layer is the mountains, rivers, seas, and chaotic starry sky of the primitive world.

Various strange phenomena are created in it, which attracts the gods to admire.

The pressure of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian flows on Di Jun.

The Great Way of Fire, the Way of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Law of Destruction.

Many divine powers are manifested.

It turns into a huge cloud of celebration, colliding with the breath of the Three Pure Ones.

The forty-nine-story pagoda rises and falls in the cloud of celebration, emitting a series of mysterious yellow light.

Every ray of mysterious yellow breath can collapse a large world.

The terrifying aura enveloped the entire Lingxiao Palace.

Many great masters felt like they were just ants.

They were swept into the storm and had no power to resist.

The expressions of the two saints of the Western Church changed, and two relics flew out from above their heads.

The divine light of the relic fell, and a golden lotus, a blessing divine storage, a bodhi tree, and a seven-treasure wonderful tree were suspended in it. The momentum of the two saints did not expand outward, but only protected themselves and their disciples.

Donghuang Taiyi opened his mouth and spit out a small bell of chaos color, which suddenly floated up.

Manifesting the twenty-four phases of the Zhoutian, the aura of creation.

A galaxy stretched across the front.

A fairy light spurted out of the mouth of the Queen Mother of the West, and the Kunlun mirror flew out, emitting a chaotic dusk.

Chaotic fairy air floated around, protecting himself and the maid behind him.

Fuxi manifested the ancient universe of the eight directions around him.

Among the many gods, he stood out.

No matter how the opponent's power fluctuated, it could not affect him.

All were digested by the eight directions of the universe around him.

But this was also because no great god targeted him.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his cultivation was, he could not survive the confrontation of the Saint Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The gods in the heaven opened their mouths and spit out star flags.

They turned into the Zhoutian constellations and the myriad constellations.

Three hundred and sixty-five great stars suddenly appeared above the heaven.

The ancient breath gathered the starlight and sprinkled.

The old man of the Styx secretly had a headache and urged King Asura to take out the Asura flag.

He spit out a red lotus.

The Asura flag floated up, and black lotuses fell.

The red lotus of karma emitted red lotus karma fire and flew up from below.

The lotus flowers protected themselves.

The witches were fearless.

Their bodies were comparable to the top innate spiritual treasures.

Shattering the universe and tearing the starry sky were all simple.

The two goddesses Chang Xi and Xihe sacrificed the Moon Golden Wheel to receive the star power of the Taiyin Star to protect themselves.

The dragon clan, zombie clan and others each took out their magic weapons, just to protect themselves.

Emperor Jun's aura suddenly increased. .

The terrifying aura drove the torrent of time and space.

He seemed to be on a long river of time.

No matter how the long river fluctuated, it could not have any impact on him.

The pagoda above his head also emitted a mysterious yellow light.

The forty-seven layers of the uncreated pagoda flowed with chaotic fairy light.

Transformed into two mythological worlds, suppressing it.

The luck of the heavenly court also turned into a golden cloud of luck with a radius of ten thousand acres at this time, covering Emperor Jun's head.

It made him more noble!

The terrifying aura, wave after wave.

Clashed with the three saints.

If the aura of the Three Pure Ones could be connected together, there would be no problem in confronting Emperor Jun.

But Nuwa Niangniang suddenly intervened, catching the three of them off guard.

Now Emperor Jun is pushing his pagoda again, and there is also the aura of the heavenly court.

The pressure on the three saints suddenly doubled.

But they couldn't lose face, so they didn't withdraw their aura.

"I am honored that you are here today, fellow Taoists. Why do we need to make such a big fuss?"

Di Jun spoke calmly.

He exuded the power of the emperor and the brilliance of the Great Sun Divine Fire.

His aura was like a rolling stone on a mountain.

The sudden pressure put more pressure on the Three Pure Ones.

Especially the golden light sprinkled by the goddess Nuwa, which was like a nail nailed into the fate of the three saints.

When the external pressure is great, the auspicious clouds of fate will naturally collapse.

The Three Pure Ones dare not continue to stalemate, otherwise they will lose.

"What the Heavenly Emperor said is true. My junior brother is just happy to see the prey, and has no other intentions."

The corner of the Taiqing Saint's mouth raised, and he took the lead in collecting the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda to show his sincerity.