Chapter 228

Cold and lonely!

In the dark void without any light, the huge body of the sky-supporting black turtle of Gui Ling was quietly suspended in the void.

The surrounding void was full of broken world fragments, no, broken world powder.

Not far from Gui Ling, Yuanshi Tianzun was standing in the void, with the broken Pangu Banner in his hand fluttering without wind.

And on Yuanshi Tianzun's body, the indelible Dao wounds were recovering under the infusion of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

The battle was over, and there was no miracle. Yuanshi Tianzun won.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun's victory was obviously not easy, as can be seen from the Pangu Banner he had taken out and the blessing of the Heavenly Dao power he used.

This side of the Zhongqian world as a battlefield has been destroyed and turned into powder, if it were not for Fuxi outside the world to maintain the integrity of this world.

I'm afraid that the world would have collapsed and destroyed as soon as the battle began, and this battlefield would also be transferred to the prehistoric world.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... After five breaths, all the injuries of Yuanshi Tianzun were restored to their original state under the continuous infusion of the power of heaven.

The broken clothes and armor on his body were already intact. At first glance, it seemed as if there was no battle at all.

But...

The tiredness in Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes could not be faked.

"Daoyou Fuxi, since you are here, please show up!"

Yuanshi Tianzun suddenly said.

The moment the voice fell.

On the side of the sky-supporting black tortoise, Fuxi's figure quietly emerged.

Without rushing to pay attention to Yuanshi Tianzun, Fuxi stretched out his hand and put it on the tortoise shell of the sky-supporting black tortoise. The next moment.

The huge body of the sky-supporting black tortoise suddenly collapsed and turned into the seven top-grade innate spiritual treasures again.

The unconscious Gui Ling was held in Fuxi's arms.

Seeing Gui Ling's frown even though he was unconscious, Fuxi smiled.

"Junior sister, you have done it. Have a good rest!"

Fuxi said, stretching out his hand to smooth Gui Ling's frown, and then Gui Ling's figure disappeared in Fuxi's arms.

At this time, Fuxi turned around and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, showing a faint smile: "Fuxi meets fellow Taoist Yuanshi."

Yuanshi Tianzun did not have a good face at this time.

When he found Fuxi's figure, he understood that no matter it was Jin Ling at the beginning or Gui Ling later, he, Yuanshi Tianzun, was calculated to death.

Jin Ling calculated him because he had clearly asked for help in advance, but kept delaying time with him.

And Gui Ling was not prepared to go to Jin'ao Island to find Tongtian Jiaozhu after receiving Jin Ling's request for help.

Instead, he went directly to his senior brother, the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, Fuxi.

And then he pretended that he had not brought in reinforcements, and pretended to fight him, treating Yuanshi Tianzun as a whetstone.

When he was in the middle of the situation, even Yuanshi Tianzun could not escape the blindness of a leaf. No, it should be said that his arrogance as a saint, not looking down on the mere quasi-saint, made him fall into the trap frequently.

Jin Ling's various calculations and decisive temperament, even Yuanshi Tianzun could not find her mistakes in his heart.

And Gui Ling's statement was full of loopholes, but it was just that the situation at the time made him unable to think deeply, coupled with Jin Ling's hoarse performance and the information in Jin Ling's memory.

This overlooked that with Gui Ling's identity, there were two saints standing behind him, and there was no need to find his junior brother Tongtian Jiaozhu.

But... although Gui Ling's statement was full of loopholes, Gui Ling's hard power was more shocking than Jin Ling's calculations, and Yuanshi Tianzun was extremely unhappy.

Although Yuanshi Tianzun did not show it on his face, Fuxi could clearly see the unhappiness in Yuanshi Tianzun's heart.

He couldn't help but smile in his heart.

He naturally knew Yuanshi Tianzun's mentality at this time.

After all, even if it was him, he would be unhappy if he had to fight a quasi-saint in a difficult battle and had to use almost all his trump cards to win.

But...

As the senior brother of the quasi-saint, Fuxi was only proud of his junior sister at this time.

Although he did not win the battle against the saint in the quasi-saint realm, he could fight like this. Even the Taoist Hongjun back then would probably be like this!

Fuxi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Daoyou Fuxi, you should not be prepared to fight with me again!"

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Fuxi and said softly.

While saying this, Yuanshi Tianzun had already put away the Pangu Banner. It was obvious that he had already determined that Fuxi would not go to war with him.

"Of course... I didn't fight with fellow Yuanshi Daoist.” Fuxi said with a chuckle.

Although it was Gui Ling who failed in the end, no matter how you look at it, it was Yuanshi Tianzun who suffered the most this time.

He was repeatedly plotted against by a quasi-saint.

After that, he even fought with a quasi-saint.

It can be said that Yuanshi Tianzun lost face today.

And...

Although Gui Ling lost this battle, his experience in the holy war is extraordinary. After this battle, Gui Ling's realm and combat power will probably usher in another leap.

And in this way, even as a senior brother, Fuxi obviously has no reason to bully Yuanshi and avenge Gui Ling.

"In this case, I will take my leave first."

Yuanshi Tianzun obviously did not intend to stay and communicate with Fuxi to deepen their feelings, and immediately prepared to take his leave.

"Daoyou, please! "

Fuxi did not stop him.

Or rather, Fuxi was also ready to leave.

After all, he had already sent Gui Ling away, so why did he stay in this broken world?

After Yuanshi Tianzun left, Fuxi's figure also disappeared quietly.

With the departure of Fuxi, the world that had already reached its limit collapsed directly after losing its last support.

It's just that...

In the fierce battle between Gui Ling and Yuanshi Tianzun, the world that had already been beaten to pieces, even if it was destroyed, could not burst out any terrifying power.

It just quietly collapsed, and the countless world fragments that were turned into pieces quietly spread in the depths of the void.

...

East China Sea!

Changsheng Daochang.

"Really... I actually fought with someone like this! "

Ao Changsheng looked at the unconscious turtle spirit and sighed helplessly.

Although he did not watch the battle in person, after Fuxi sent the turtle spirit to him, he looked at the state of the unconscious turtle spirit.

Ao Changsheng could roughly guess the situation of the battle.

Ao Changsheng even guessed who the turtle spirit's opponent was without even watching.

The whole body was unscathed, the mana was exhausted, and there were traces of the power of reincarnation in the soul.

In addition, the world sent to the turtle spirit by Ao Changsheng was touched not long ago.

There is no doubt.

The turtle spirit used the power of reincarnation to bless the realm, arouse the powerful power of the world, and then sacrificed the shell of the sky-supporting black turtle. Fighting frantically, he exhausted himself.

The only one who could be targeted by Gui Ling in this way in the prehistoric world was a saint.

Among all the saints, Daozu Hongjun was high above, and Nuwa Saint, Taishang Laozi, and Jieyin Taoist would not fight against a junior like Gui Ling.

When Pingxin Saint fought with Gui Ling, it was impossible for Gui Ling to use the power of reincarnation.

It was even more impossible for Jiejiao Tongtian Sect Master to fight with Gui Ling who was on good terms with his own disciple Jinling Shengmu.

Therefore, it could only be Yuanshi Tianzun of Xianjiao and Zhunti Taoist of Xifangjiao.

Combined with the upcoming killing disaster of immortals.

There is only one truth!

"That old guy Yuanshi deserves a beating again! "Ao Changsheng cursed and brought Gui Ling to the place with the most concentrated innate spiritual energy in the Taoist temple.

Then he lightly tapped with one hand.

Ao Changsheng broke the restriction that Fuxi had placed on Gui Ling, and then the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth instantly swarmed into Gui Ling's body.

There was no need to bother refining it.

The inner world that was emptied by Gui Ling seemed to have turned into a glutton at this moment, accepting everyone who came, and all the innate spiritual energy absorbed was swallowed up.

The originally weak breath of Gui Ling suddenly began to gradually recover.

"Really, even the innate spiritual energy in the spiritual energy beads I gave you has been used up. How long have you been fighting with Yuanshi! "

Ao Changsheng sighed as he watched the spirit beads that had snatched a trace of innate spirit from the surging innate spirit.

"Originally, I was prepared to ignore external affairs during the Conferred God Tribulation, but..."

Just as Ao Changsheng said, except for the final battle between saints, there was nothing else to watch in the Conferred God Tribulation.

The scale was far different from the previous battles of the Tribulation.

And...

Since it happened in the human race's Kyushu, the battle seemed even less interesting, but...

Looking at the unconscious Turtle Spirit, Ao Changsheng sighed.

"I'm really scared of you! "

As Ao Changsheng spoke, he began to calculate the whole story of this incident. At the same time, because of the catastrophe at this time, the heavenly secrets were in chaos.

Ao Changsheng also cast his eyes into the prehistoric world from time to time to check it out in person.

And when he noticed that there were people who had not yet achieved Daluo involved in this incident, he also took advantage of the long river of time to check it out in person.

Generally speaking.

Ao Changsheng figured out the whole story.

Then...Ao Changsheng's original intention to help Gui Ling to avenge himself was extinguished immediately.

There was no room for him, the master, to take action!

The problems between the younger generation of the Chan Sect had been dealt with by the Jin Ling of the Jie Sect, and the problems of the older generation of the Chan Sect had been dealt with by his disciple Gui Ling.

Although Gui Ling looked a little miserable now.

But...

Yuan Shi Tian Zun was even more miserable!

His good calculations were messed up by the Jin Ling Gui Ling, and he also got in trouble with a little ancestor who could not be killed.

In the end, the calculations were messed up, and he didn't get anything good, and even had a fight out of frustration.

This...

It's just too miserable.

Ao Changsheng compared the original Yuan Shi Tian Zun at this time, and then... Ao Changsheng silently mourned for the current Yuan Shi Tian Zun in his heart.

At the same time, Ao Changsheng was also surprised that Gui Ling and the Jin Ling were so capable of causing trouble.

Although it looked.

This time, Jin Ling only disrupted the calculation of the Chan Sect against Nezha, and also discovered in advance that Yuanshi Tianzun joined other saints to target Tongtian Jiaozhu.

But in fact...

Jin Ling's actions almost disrupted all the arrangements of Yuanshi Tianzun of the Chan Sect.

Without the luck of 'Lingzhuzi', although Taiyi Zhenren still has extraordinary qualifications, his future achievements are destined to be impossible to become the Taiyi Emperor of Dongji.

In a small sense, this ruined Taiyi Zhenren's future.

In a big sense, this directly weakened the power of the Chan Sect in the future in the Heavenly Court.

A single move can move the whole body.

This principle also applies to the prehistoric world, which has been planned by the prehistoric saints.

And it is almost impossible for Yuanshi Tianzun to put things right and put his original arrangements back to their original positions.

What kind of consequences will this lead to?

What kind of trend will this battle of conferring the gods take?

How will the subsequent battle of the saints unfold?

Even Ao Changsheng was somewhat concerned!

Ao Changsheng's mouth opened into a very bright smile, and he looked up at the sky.

"You said so! Fellow Daoist Hongjun——"