"Xi Tianbohou?"

The ancestor Tong seemed to have never expected that the Xitian Bo Hou would attack him, and his brows frowned and his expression was solemn.

Facing the Western Tian Bohou, even the ancestor of Guangtian Pusheng dared not be careless at all. Although the ancestor Tong is an old emperor, he is far older than the Western Tian Bohou, for the powerful people at the level of the emperor, age is no longer important.

Xitian Bohou slashed out with a sword, crossed a vertically downward sword, and slashed at Lao Zu Tong.

The world becomes dark.

This kind of darkness is not the kind of darkness that makes people blind in an instant, but from light to darkness. The light of heaven and earth becomes dark little by little with a uniform rhythm until it finally becomes darkness.

The lights of heaven and earth were all attracted by the sword of Xitian Bohou, but in this world where the speed of becoming darkened, another sword slashed violently at an exceeding speed!

The two completely different, contradictory morals are integrated together, impacting the state of mind of the ancestor Tong!

The former Sword Emperor and today's Ronin, a casual sword, was sloppy and sloppy, but the essence of swordsmanship was fully interpreted. In this simple sword, speed and change were perfectly combined into one place. The energy was not released, but it caused changes in the celestial phenomena, and its power was beyond imagination.

"Okay! Good sword! Brother Xitian is finally willing to take action!"

The leader of the Demon Sect Palace Mo couldn't help but raise his head and laugh. Although he spent all his money, he recruited Xitianbohou, the recognized number one swordsman in the Nine Heavens Realm. However, it was difficult and difficult to let Xitianbohou take action for him. Most of the time, Xitianbohou was just used as a deterrent to defend the Demon Sect Palace.

At present, in order to compete for Luo Chuan, the West Tian Bohou finally cut out his famous West Tian No. 1 sword. Master Mo was naturally full of joy and was full of confidence in the current situation.

On the other hand, Rong Xuanzhen and the other two had a dim look. Although they also had the cultivation level of the emperor, they were much weaker than those of the top 100 emperors like Xitian Bohou, who were among the top 100 emperors in the Nine Heavens. Even if they devoted all the power of the three imperial families, they could not do anything to Xitian Bohou.

After the death of the Nine Dragon Lord, the six sages could not escape from the world. The only one who could stop the number one swordsman in the Nine Heavens was himself.

Facing the sword that Xitianbohou was bound to win, the ancestor Tong's eyes burst out with divine glory, and a wonderful aura rose from his head and hovered in the air. It turned into a circle of strange round wheels. At first glance, it looked like the annual rings of trees. When I looked carefully, I found that it was indeed the annual rings, but it was the "year rings" of a person!

"The dignified Xitian Bohou. The former commander of the 30,000 sword cultivators under the throne of the Nine Dragons was surrendered to the demons today. Your Lord Jiulongs has a spirit in the sky. After knowing that, you will most likely be angry with you."

Old Master Tong laughed and shouted.

When you reach the second emperor's level, you can bloom in the form of a Taoist sound when you spit out a string of words. The speed of sound is so fast that it is not as fast as you can hide your ears. The so-called tongue is as bright as a flower.

The ancestor Tong took advantage of the words, but he was extremely cautious in his heart. With his cultivation and Taoism, he could only rank about twenty in the Nine Heavens Emperor rankings, which was a huge difference compared to Bo Hou of Xitian. Fortunately, he has been practicing the art of rejuvenation over the years, and has practiced the way of the annual rings, which is mysterious and unpredictable, and powerful, and can be regarded as his killer move at the bottom of his box.

The Bo Hou of Xitian slashed out with a sword, and the round wheels above the ancestor Tong's head rose. It was like the shadow of the moon falling from a lake. After the ripples fluctuated, it spread out in half-circular light wheels, as if the rings of an old tree were ringed, and the small circles were derived into large circles, circles overlapped and spread outward.

In a moment, a light wheel that exceeded ten thousand circles appeared above the head of the ancestor Tong. The light wheel rotated rapidly, and the vortex arms swung to the sides, virtual and real, and truly fantasy. Each circle contained the Taoist power and vitality accumulated by the ancestor Tong in one year, and the ten thousand circles of light wheels were long live. When these light wheels overlap, the Taoist power and vitality contained in them were by no means as simple as one plus one.

The ancestor Tong was muttering a word, pinching his fingers to mark his marks, and the long live light wheel was dotted. The light wheel shook slightly, and the next moment stood in front of the ancestor Tong, like a giant vortex shield, releasing the morality of the passing of time.

Time is like the long river of time, and the passing is like this, which is difficult to recover. The huge shield of Taoism refined with the moral principles of the year rings can be enough to stop all offensives.

"A good method. Unfortunately, it is not the right path you have been practicing, and it is difficult to exert all your strength."

The face of the Western Heaven Bo Hou looked as usual, and looked at the ancestor Tong and said lightly.

In the dark sky, there are only two lights, one is the sword of Bo Hou of Xitian, and the other is the Long Live Roulette of the Ancestor Tong.

These two lights are like the strangely rising sun in the dark, robbing everyone of their eyes.

In the shocking eyes of everyone, Xitian Bo Hou's sword slashed the "shield" of the ancestor Tong!

Rumble!

The air waves between heaven and earth are rolling, the Taoist power is surging, rolling like a tide, rushing in all directions!

A circle of three thousand miles of land with the Black Pond and Swamp as the core, whether it is mountains, rivers, rivers, or plains and woods, is destroyed and turned into nothing.

The two of them were fighting for Luo Chuan, and with just one move, they caused such a violent shock. Fortunately, there were only monks in the ancient battlefield area. If they were other places, if this move continued, the people and living creatures of a small country would be extinct.

“So strong!”

Emperor Fusheng retreated ten miles in a row and looked at the Xitian Bohou in the distant sky. He called himself Emperor Fusheng, meaning to take Fusheng lightly, but in the nine heavens, who could truly see through the world? Not long after the Emperor Fusheng was awarded the title of Emperor, he ranked among the top 100 in the Emperor Rankings. He was quite content with his heart. He was also full of curiosity about the top figures on the rankings, and sometimes he would feel a little bit of a fight.

It was not until he saw the top ten Xitian Bohou in the rankings that took action and destroyed the world with one sword, and it was unpredictable that Emperor Fusheng knew the difference between him and the truly top-notch and strong man.

Not to mention the Queen of the West, even the ancestor Tong on the opposite side made Emperor Fusheng deeply admire him.

Although the ancestor Tong retreated under the sword of Bo Hou of Xitian, a crack crossing the heart of the wheel of the Long Live Light was born, but he was not injured and even his breath was very stable. This alone made the powerful emperors present secretly surprised and admired.

However, no one knew that the surprise in the heart of Old Ancestor Tong was not inferior to anyone present.

The ancestor Tong was not surprised by Xitian Bohou's strength. What really surprised him was the purpose of Xitian Bohou's attack - not fighting for Luo Chuan, but trying to stop him from hurting Luo Chuan.

From beginning to end, the ancestor Tong was just bluffing and had no intention of hurting Luo Chuan at all.

It was not until this move that the ancestor Tong discovered that their ideas were surprisingly similar, and they all wanted to protect Luo Chuan.

What's going on? Why did the Queen of Xitian want to save Luo Chuan?

Old Master Tong raised his eyebrows and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

During the Guangtian Pusheng period, whenever Luo Chuan practiced in a remote valley, he would see a boy in blue who lived alone in a cave to practice. The boy was no one else, but the most mysterious ancestor of Guangtian Pusheng, the ancestor of Tong who practiced the merit of returning to the old age alone!

Although Luo Chuan is notorious among Guangtian Pusheng and is regarded as a traitor, some people are still skeptical about this, and Tong Zu is one of them. He had been in contact with Luo Chuan for the longest time, and what he had been in contact with was Luo Chuan's most real and unconcealed side. Naturally, he did not believe that Luo Chuan was a traitor spy. But after all, he is the most respected ancestor of Guangtian Pusheng. If he made a random judgment, it would inevitably weaken the authority of Guangtian Pusheng's regulations.

Today, when I met Luo Chuan, the ancestor Tong did not think about it and quietly rescued Luo Chuan first. He didn't expect that the Queen of Xitian also had the same idea.

This former number one swordsman of the Nine Dragon Immortal Court, the right-hand man of Jiulongjun, condescendingly joining the Demon Sect Palace. Could it be that there is another secret? What is his intention to come here?

At this time, the smoke of war clouds had not yet dissipated. The two of them had just opened up a ball of light in the darkness, covering them. The light spread, but the fighting spirit between them had been restrained.

The ancestor Tong raised his head and looked at the Xitianbohou: "Master of the Xitian, what do you want?"

The Queen of Xitian had already put away her sword and returned to the sheath, and her eyes fell on the Wuji stone fetus where Luo Chuan was. She was slightly complicated. She shook her head for a while: "It's not him...but it really seems."

The old ancestor Tong's pupils suddenly shrank, staring at Wuji stone fetus, his face changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Luo Chuan's voice sounded in his ears, and the sound came from the Wuji stone body, as if he had been holding it in for a long time.

"Old ancestor... Luo Chuan knows who the real traitor of Guangtian Pusheng is."

Old Ancestor Tong was stunned and frowned: "The traitor is Chen Yin, and he disappeared after being exposed. Luo Chuan, who do you think it is?"

"Wrong, everyone was deceived by him, including you, Chen Yin, and Yao Yi. The real traitor is the clone of the Lord of the Demon Sect Palace..., Master Gui Ye. As I saw with my own eyes, that Master Mo looks exactly the same as Gui Ye, either a twin brother or a clone method."

Luo Chuan's voice transmission came from the stone fetus.

The Tong Zu's face changed drastically: "This is impossible... Guiye was punished by us to face the wall long ago, so it is impossible for him to know these plans."

"There is no flaw, the real flaw."

In the Wuji stone body, Luo Chuan sat cross-legged and transmitted the message to the old ancestor Tong.

When Luo Chuan entered this Wuji stone body the second time, his feeling was completely different from the first time.

Just now, he got into the Wuji Stone Title to avoid the "True Meaning of Emperor", but he didn't expect to be involved in the fierce battle between Xitian Bohou and Laozu Tong. Although both of them came to save him, they were powerful emperors after all, and with one move, they still left traces on the Wuji Stone Title.

Although the traces disappeared quickly, they left two memories in the Wuji stone fetus.

A memory is the swordsmanship of the Western Tian Bohou.

Another memory is the long-lasting rings of the ancestor Tong.

These two memories are the exclusive skills of two powerful emperors. They are not passed on. It is enough to expose one skill to make the monks of heaven and earth crazy. At this time, they accidentally fell into the Wuji stone fetus.
Chapter completed!