Chapter Seventy-one: Reopening the World

It is like a powerful immortal of the golden immortal level. If you read his name, there will be cause and effect in the dark. Even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the universe, you can know it in an instant.

Therefore, if monks talk about a certain powerful person, they often dare not call him by his name.

Zhao Yu is no exception.

But now Yu Qiandao is right in front of him and wants to kill him. Although it was just a thought, Zhao Yu had no worries.

Why be afraid of him? !

Zhao Yu was worried: "So what about the Golden Immortal? What can you do to me if you separate your thoughts? I will kill your thoughts today and teach you a lesson!"

Yu Qiandao showed his figure, but he looked like a clear and old Taoist. Zhao Yu knew that this must not be his true appearance. He came here with the slightest thought, presumably to steal the body of someone in this fantasy land of gods. Zhao Yu has long understood that Yu Qiandao is self-aware and knows that there is no absolute certainty in an idea, so he takes the body of a person, hides it in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and then suddenly uses his dangerous hand to determine the outcome.

But he never expected that Zhao Yu was so powerful, and all his efforts were in vain. Instead, it was a stalemate.

Yu Qiandao's eyes flashed coldly, with a smile on his face: "My thoughts must not exceed that old man's tolerance. Maybe they will be used as a whetstone to sharpen ants. I don't have my true body, what can I do to me?" He added: "You little thief, I won't fight with you. Just give me a hit and die!"

Without finishing his words, Yu Qian Dao exploded with a bang. This explosion instantly collapsed into a singularity. There is infinite gravitational force and infinite laws, just like a glutton swallowing the sky, and the countless confused rivers returning to their source are suddenly confused and empty. Zhao Yu's brows twitched and his body trembled. He looked up and saw a thumb pressing down on his head!

"Want to kill me? Come in person!"

Zhao Yu straightened his back, opened his mouth and spat out a brilliant five-color light. The light was like a dragon, circling and circling again and again. When the light was extinguished, a section of his huge thumb was gone!

"Amazing!"

The veins on Zhao Yu's forehead popped out, and his back was bent under the pressure. He shouted wildly and folded his arms, vaguely creating an endless world.

Time and space reincarnation!

puff!

Although a section of the finger was rubbed away by the five-color divine light, it became more and more fierce. Most of it was pressed into the cycle of time and space. Zhao Yugong knelt down with a sound of pressing, and the extremely strong skin made a crackling sound and cracked. From the bloody mouth, blood shot out, turning into dragons and snakes. If they had independent thoughts, they would pierce the wound and be squeezed out again, and it started over and over again!

With that finger locked on time and space, Zhao Yu had nowhere to escape and had no choice but to carry it all the way.

Press a huge half-finger into the cycle of time and space, and wear away the layers, and wear away, and wear away again, only to hear the sound of the avenue, click, the magical power of the cycle of time and space is suddenly broken!

Only a small section of the base of the thumb is left, which will be pressed between Zhao Yu's eyebrows!

At this moment, a jade butterfly flew over, emitting a mysterious and mysterious clear light. There was a scroll of Tai Chi, a golden bridge crossed the sky, a Pangu flag broke through everything, and more than a dozen powerful magic weapons that shook the heavens and earth. I found the remaining thumb root, but It was too late.

Ding!

Like beads falling on a jade plate.

A gray monument emerged from the center of Zhao Yu's eyebrows, just blocking his fingertips!

"See the Tao Monument!"

He said word by word at the base of his remaining finger: "Sure enough, I fell into the hands of an ant like you!"

"Not only do you see the Taoist monument in my hands, you will also fall into my hands today!"

Two lines of sweat flowed from Zhao Yu's temples, dripping into the void, exuding endless vitality. At this moment, Zhao Yu picked up the time and space cycle again, and it was actually five colors brilliant, wrapping the remaining finger roots in it.

In an instant, the remaining finger roots were wiped away, and in the magical power of time and space surrounded by Zhao Yu's arms, a little light shone brightly under the brilliant five colors.

This light is so subtle, yet so brilliant. It is full of immortal charm, as if the sky were falling apart and the world was ending, it would not be damaged at all!

"The thought of the Golden Immortal is immortal." The thought rushed left and right, was brushed layer by layer by the five-color divine light, and was rubbed away bit by bit by the cycle of time and space, but it was still so brilliant.

"You can't kill me." Yu Qiandao's thoughts were loud and loud: "If I even think about it, there's nothing you can do about it."

Yu Qiandao sighed from time to time at this thought. The complete death of Yu Shen Tong made him extremely angry. Although his true body was being held back and he was worried about the Ancestor Hun Kong, he still sent some thoughts. Because the idea sent by Ancestor Hunkong and Yu Qiandao cannot exceed the separation between heaven and man. He deeply knows that only by killing Zhao Yu with a power level below that of heaven and man, Ancestor Hunkong will not fight with him. If you are careless, you will use him as a grindstone for your disciples.

But I never expected that these mere ants would behave like this.

His last blow unleashed all the power of this thought and unleashed a mighty power that surpassed the level of an earthly immortal, but he couldn't kill him!

"See the Dao Monument..."

Yu Qiandao sighed - if he hadn't seen the Taoist monument, he would have killed Zhao Yu long ago.

This stone tablet had been associated with him for countless years, but it was finally unavailable. In order to see the Taoist Monument, he jumped out and became the trigger for the war between the Demon Sect and Xuanyang Immortal Sect in the early Yuan Dynasty. In order to see the Taoist Monument, he betrayed his descendants. Now even his own thoughts are coming to his mind. What kind of resentment is this when you hit a wall in front of the Taoist monument?

Zhao Yu held a ball in his arms, his arms vibrated, attracting infinite laws, the flow of time and space, and the evolution of the five elements, gradually shrinking it into a ball the size of a fingertip. He took it to see the Taoist monument, calmed the ball, and folded his sleeves. When I got up, I saw Hongjun and others coming.

"How are you, fellow Taoist?"

The look of shock on Hongjun's indifferent face has not yet dissipated.

The same is true for all the other saints.

Zhao Yu shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

Then he casually said: "I have captured the uninvited guest. Everyone, business is important."

Saints, you look at me, I look at you, and they all nodded: "Fellow Taoist, please!"

Although Zhao Yu was injured, he was not seriously injured. His Hunyuan body was about to be completed, but the finger never really pressed down, only suppressed it a little, which was insignificant.

Naturally, business matters.

Beside Hongjun, thirteen Immortals from the Illusion Realm were besieging him. This battle gave Zhao Yu a completely different feeling.

Compared with Yu Qiandao's thoughts, not to mention the difference between cloud and mud, there is a huge gap. Although there are many people, among the thirteen saints, only two or three can really cause some trouble to Zhao Yu. The rest are just soy sauce.

Zhao Yu used one against thirteen, but later he gained the upper hand.

Hongjun held the jade certificate of good fortune in his hand, and the jade butterfly's light became brighter and brighter, and he saw that the time had come.

Zhao Yu broke the divine light of the Golden Lotus of Merit with one punch and beat the Taoist Taoist Master till he coughed up blood. He then struck back with a backhand and fought with the leader of Tongtian Cult. He hit the Laojun Xuanhuang Pagoda and flew away, and then fought with the Yuanshi Tianzun. After a fight, he beat the Siji Emperor back again and again. Taoist Zhunti was kicked away by him, and Kun Peng and Lu Ya couldn't even get close.

As the battle became more intense, a jade tablet rose up to cover the sky, and with the hands of the saints, it gradually evolved into a starry sky. Every punch punched during the fierce fight turned into a star. A collision of supernatural powers turned into a star field, the footprints of the saints became star roads, and the blood turned into Haoyang...

I don’t know when the battle has stopped. Zhao Yu held a baby and stood beside Hongjun with all the saints.

Endless Yuan Qi, uncertain in reality and reality, sweeps across the starry sky in its mighty force. The world was shaken, and even the saints were not allowed to use magic weapons to protect themselves.

Zhao Yu was covered in mysterious light, standing tall, holding a baby in his arms, sighing slightly.

"Certainly!"