Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

The beetle in the middle-aged saint's hand suddenly flapped its wings and flew high into the air, turning into ten, ten into a hundred, a hundred into a thousand, a thousand into ten thousand...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of beetles swarmed towards Wen Dao Book, like dark clouds covering the sky, making people breathless.

"Fellow Taoist, you should take care of yourself first."

Liu Dun chuckled lightly, and wrote in the air with the political pen in his hand, and the word "corruption" appeared.

He waved his hand gently, and the word "rotten" immediately shot towards countless beetles, and continued to expand.

When we came to the sky above the beetle, the word "rotten" had become clear to the sky and the earth.

The next moment, the huge word "corruption" suddenly collapsed and turned into countless raindrops falling down.

These raindrops were obviously extremely corrosive, and as soon as they fell on the beetles, they immediately emitted thick white smoke.

The beetle's body was quickly corroded and riddled with holes, exposing the metal structure inside.

One by one, the beetles fell from mid-air. Before they landed on the ground, the rest of their bodies were corroded into thick smoke, and eventually dissipated invisible in the wind.

In an instant, most of the hundreds of thousands of beetles that covered the sky and sun were reduced.

"Hmph, there are indeed some methods, but unfortunately, the poor beetle cannot be destroyed so easily."

The middle-aged saint's eyes were cold, and the seal in his hand changed.

Buzz!

The remaining beetles suddenly vibrated their wings rapidly, and hot flames immediately poured out from their wings, connecting with each other to form a monstrous sea of ​​fire.

And all the beetles began to divide again, and the number increased rapidly. In the blink of an eye, there were more than before.

The increase in the number of beetles also made the sea of ​​​​fire larger and hotter, so that the entire sky turned red.

The highly corrosive rainwater was evaporated by the sea of ​​fire in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, countless beetles led a huge sea of ​​fire and attacked Wen Daoshu again, hoping to rescue hundreds of Sacred Artifact Sect disciples from the oppression of Wen Daoshu.

Not only that, the middle-aged saint took off a hairpin from his head.

He held the hairpin and lightly stroked it at Liu Dun. A strange force radiated out, and a long space crack suddenly appeared above Liu Dun's head.

Then the middle-aged saint waved the hairpin again and again, and space cracks appeared one after another and connected with each other, actually sealing Liu Dun inside.

The next moment, all the space cracks collapsed rapidly, eventually forming a huge space abyss.

The countless spaces in the abyss are turbulent and turbulent, and anything that goes in will be directly crushed to pieces.

At this time, an astonishing suction force emerged from the space abyss, trying to drag Liu Dun into the space turbulence.

Liu Dun was not in a hurry, and once again wrote the word "ding" in mid-air with his political pen.

As soon as the word "fix" came out, the suction force coming out of the spatial abyss was immediately frozen, and even the spatial turbulence in the abyss seemed to be stagnant.

"Hmph, Pindao, the power of this Void Hairpin cannot be blocked by you with just one word. Break the Void Hairpin for me!"

The middle-aged saint shouted loudly.

boom!

The hairpin in his hand shot out, directly piercing through the frozen world and into the abyss of space.

In an instant, the suction force from the abyss resumed and became even larger than before. Even though Liu Dun resisted with all his strength, he was still dragged closer to the abyss step by step.

At the same time, the densely packed beetles had already covered the Wen Dao Book with a sea of ​​​​fire, and began to burn it crazily.

The scorching temperature caused the heaven and earth to twist, and the cover of the Wen Dao book seemed to be scorched black.

At the tea stall.

Liang Ping originally thought that after Liu Dun appeared, his side would be able to turn defeat into victory, but unexpectedly the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and even Liu Dun was in a desperate situation.

His face was full of anxiety: "Master, that senior seems to be no match. What should we do now?"

But after he asked, he found that his master's expression was still calm, and he seemed not to care about Liu Dun's disadvantage at all.

I saw Zhao Mu refilling his tea cup: "It doesn't matter, your senior brother won't lose so easily, just watch carefully."

Senior brother?

Liang Ping was shocked. Was Liu Dun also the master's apprentice?

Just when he was stunned, he suddenly heard faint dragon roars in his ears.

"Where did the dragon roar come from?"

Liang Ping looked around in surprise, but didn't find anything unusual.

But Xiaotian suddenly smiled and said, "Little nephew, look down."

Bow?

Liang Ping lowered his head, his doubtful eyes suddenly froze, and he saw a small dragon appeared in Zhao Mu's tea cup, circling and swimming in the tea.

And from this little divine dragon, he faintly sensed a power that was even more terrifying than Liu Dun's.

Just a hint of that kind of power actually made him freeze in his chair, unable to move at all.

"Why is there a dragon in the teacup?" Liang Ping shouted in disbelief.

"Of course I was just recruited by your master."

Xiaotian grinned and said: "This dragon's name is Ao Guang. He is one of the four dragon kings who rule the four seas under your master. He is in the immortal realm."

"Immortal realm?"

Liang Ping was stunned and almost slapped himself in the face to see if it hurt. Was he dreaming?

First there was Xiao Tian in the Sage Realm, then Liu Dun in the Saint Realm, and now there was actually Ao Guang, a divine dragon in the Immortal Realm.

How could my master, a cultivator in the Yuanshen realm, have so many powerful subordinates?

What secrets are hidden in my master?

Liang Ping swallowed his saliva and asked, "Master, do you want this senior Ao Guang to save Senior Brother Liu Dun?"

"Your senior brother doesn't need to be saved, Ao Guang's opponent is someone else."

Zhao Mu smiled calmly and said, "Go, Ao Guang, that person is almost here, catch him for me, um... first alive!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The dragon in the teacup suddenly broke through the water and rushed into the sky.

Ang...

The dragon roared, and the small dragon continued to expand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ten-thousand-foot dragon, exuding a terrifying power.

"Immortal realm, how is this possible?"

The middle-aged saint was dumbfounded, and an unprecedented fear suddenly burst out in his heart.

In fact, just a dragon in the immortal realm could not make him fall into despair.

Because he knew the strength of his own sect very well, an immortal dragon was no match for the Holy Artifact Sect.

But the key point was that he suddenly found that he could not see through Zhao Mu at all.

The ant, who was only in the Yuanshen realm, actually summoned the dog demon of the sage realm, the saint who was fighting with him, and the immortal dragon that just appeared.

He really didn't know if the conflict continued, would the ant be able to summon a more powerful existence?

For the first time, he felt uneasy in his heart, wondering if he had just done something wrong by protecting Yu Yangzi and Yu Zhenzi?

Facing this Yuanshen realm cultivator with endless trump cards, can the Holy Artifact Sect really win?