Once you take action, you go all out.

The Half-Ancestor at the peak of the ninety-fourth level, the moment his spiritual power burst out of his body, he felt as if the entire universe was shaking.

The immortals present felt as if their souls were about to be shaken out of their bodies.

The spirit and rules in the body cannot function.

"Wow——"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch is like the only "holy sun" in the world. His awe-inspiring divine way fully blooms, shining through the ages, driving away the sea of ​​ashes, and frightening the soul.

As the gray fog was dispersed, Meng Huang'e's figure became clear a hundred feet away.

She is dressed in red, as bright as winter plum blossoms.

The long sleeves were as wide as clouds, and with a wave of the wave, the entire space was moved, enveloping the flying aura of awe-inspiring energy and beams of spiritual power, and pressed against the fourth Confucian Ancestor.

Too strong!

Not only did he neutralize the attack of a ninety-fourth-level peak half-ancestor, he also controlled the attack and transformed it into his own power.

Although she looks like Meng Huang'e, everyone has only one thought in their minds: "She is the Ming Ancestor!"

"Wow!"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch held up a scroll in front of him.

The picture scroll shows the Great Wall of Beize.

This was when he went to the Great Wall of Beize, looking at the stars in the sky, and felt something in his heart, so he painted it.

The picture scroll fluttered in the wind, and at the moment when the space came over, a truly majestic and long Great Wall of Beizawa flew out from the paper, spanning the world.

The walls are tall and ancient.

Each beacon tower looks like a battle city.

The space was suppressed, and the light beam formed by Haoran's divine energy and mental power was blocked.

"Boom!"

The two forces collapsed at the same time and turned into an energy storm.

With a stabbing sound, the Confucian robe of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was torn into pieces and his long hair was scattered. The body in a semi-chaotic state was thrown backwards by the impact and disappeared into the gray mist.

His body was destroyed in the previous formation world and turned into a rain of blood.

But when his mental power reaches his level, the physical body is no longer important. With just one thought, he can condense a flesh-and-blood body with good strength.

Looking at Meng Huang'e's proud and peerless figure, Zhang Ruochen, Huang Tian, ​​Shang Tian, ​​and Meng Naihe were all shocked. With a wave of their sleeves, a half-ancestor at the peak of her powers was left in such a state of embarrassment. How terrifying is her combat power?

Ancestor?

Impossible, unacceptable.

No matter how strong you are, your clone should not reach the height of the ancestor's combat power.

If this is true, how could those ancestors who have influenced subsequent generations for countless years feel so embarrassed?

"Know what happens to betrayers?"

Meng Huang'e moved forward step by step, one step at a time, and her eyes fell on Gandharva.

Gandharva called out the black wooden staff and placed it across his chest with a calm expression: "I have never surrendered, so how can I talk about betrayal?"

So what about the ancestor? What about the underworld ancestor?

"boom!"

The black wooden staff turned in a circle in his hand and hit the ground hard.

Gandharva's spirit reached its peak in an instant, her body was as strong as any martial arts monk's, her white hair was floating in the sky like a silvery river, and her eyes were unstoppable.

Under the black wooden staff, the gray earth cracked rapidly.

Rays of light escape from the cracks, as gorgeous and magnificent as the aurora,

There seems to be a blue-green light source installed underground.

A formation divine wheel with a diameter of thousands of miles pushed through the dust and slowly rose from the ground. Every inch of the divine wheel was woven with hundreds of millions of formation inscriptions.

"This is Love Mountain, my territory. Under this Love Mountain, I weaved a Brahma Fire Return Formation! This formation is prepared not only for the ancestors, but also for myself. If you can't burn the ancestors, it's better to burn yourself. It would be better to fall into the hands of the ancestor and suffer torture, or become a puppet."

"Ancestor Ming, I have wanted to fight you for a long time!"

Gandharva pointed his left hand forward, and the formation's divine wheel with a diameter of thousands of miles rotated, and the brilliant Brahma fire rose up and spread throughout every space in the formation.

Just like her burning heart.

Zhang Ruochen was secretly surprised: "No wonder this Gandharva was able to make friends with the Sixth Patriarch and Ksitigarbha when he was young. His talent was so frightening that he even understood the Brahma Fire of Kasyapa Buddha."

"Since ancient times, apart from Kasyapa Buddha, she is the only one who has cultivated Brahma Fire." Huangtian said.

Shang Tiandao: "This Brahma Fire Returning Formation is more terrifying than the Love Symbol. It seems that the most powerful thing about Gandharvas is still the formation. Beings with extremely high spiritual power really have countless back-ups in their territory. The martial arts half-ancestor must retreat."

Meng Naihe smiled bitterly, knowing that the gap between himself and Gandharva had never narrowed.

When I was young, I was no match.

Now he is no match.

"Boom!"

The moment the Brahma fire surged out, Haotian, holding a black and yellow halberd, had cut off rivers of gray mist and landed on Meng Huang'e's head.

He is different from the fourth Confucian ancestor, Gandharva.

He is the semi-ancestor of martial arts and is not afraid of close combat.

As long as Meng Huang'e's body is destroyed, Mingzu will lose the puppet that carries its power.

Meng Huang'e raised her palm and received Haotian's all-out blow.

It is a small palm, but in the palm of the hand is the entire sea of ​​​​the underworld, which is more than 100 million miles wide, gathering all the power of the black and yellow halberd into the sea of ​​​​underworld.

In the palm of your hand is the boundless world.

Haotian's face changed slightly, he held a halberd in one hand and made a seal with the other hand, intending to make the "killing seal".

The lotus mark between Meng Huang'e's eyebrows flickered.

The sea of ​​​​underworld rippled, and an ancestral level of power surged towards the Xuanhuang Halberd.

Before Haotian had time to cast the killing seal, he was shocked by the power from the Xuanhuang Halberd, causing his blood to surge and he was unable to stabilize his figure. The fingers holding the halberd were dripping with blood.

He had never seen such power under his ancestors.

There is a flower in front of me, with red shadows flickering.

When Haotian used the killing seal, Meng Huang'e's palm print had already landed on his chest.

The palm print collided with the armor of the God of Punishment, and the armor was slightly dented. The light of the God of Punishment burst out, Haotian's internal organs were shattered, and his body flew backwards like a meteor.

Meng Huang'e was as fast as a startling dragon, she pursued him, and when the two moves came into contact, she snatched the Xuanhuang Halberd from Haotian's hand.

With a backhand halberd, it hit Haotian's neck.

His eyes are cold and his track marks are accurate.

"Wow!"

A barrier of Brahma fire rose from the formation, blocking the Black and Yellow Halberd.

Immediately afterwards, there is the second, third...

Dozens of Brahma fire barriers blocked Meng Huang'e's attack, buying time for Haotian to retreat.

What happened just now was too thrilling. Even though Haotian still had many protection cards, there was no guarantee that his head would not be chopped off.

After landing on the magic wheel of the formation, Haotian's legs bent and his body's center of gravity sank.

"Xuanhuang Town Thunder!"

He shouted loudly, clear light shone on the heaven and earth, and bursts of thunder resounded within his body. Countless black and yellow thunder and lightning surged in all directions, increasing their strength and momentum.

The air flow is like thunder.

This is the embodiment of Xuanhuang Shenqi operating to the extreme!

In this state, even if Haotian's body is strong, he will still suffer self-inflicted damage.

It can be said that the state of "Xuan Huang Zhen Thunder" is a state of fighting to the death, and no longer cares about whether it will damage one's own foundation.

Meng Huang'e completely released the underworld sea, covering the Brahma Fire Returning Formation, minimizing the impact of the formation on herself.

Then, she derived the eight phases of the Book of the Underworld, and appeared in front of Gandharva in a flash.

She holds a black and yellow halberd in one hand and a tin staff that once belonged to the orb Ksitigarbha in one hand. Her red dress flutters in the wind like a battle flag. She wants to severely injure Gandharva until he loses his fighting power.

How could Gandharva have imagined that Meng Huang'e could still shuttle freely within her own formation?

Seeing the Xuanhuang Halberd falling, I had no time to retreat, so I had to mobilize my mental power and condense the mountain stone shield to resist.

How could it be possible to stop Meng Huang'e with such a hasty means?
To be continued...