Chapter 349 One month later, the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!
Yuanshi's face was still terribly cold, and his expression was stern.
"Tongtian, all this is your own fault. You disobeyed the will of heaven and acted against the will of heaven. You deserve this disaster for Jiejiao!"
Zhunti looked at Tongtian with a playful look on his face, and he was proud in his heart!
Great, so great!
He has always been the one who suffered in front of Tongtian.
Today, he finally earned back all the face he lost before!
Even Zhunti has been secretly calculating in his heart.
Jiejiao is in its prime, so there is no need to say more. Even if it can only share 30% or 40%, it is an astronomical figure!
By then, the Western Religion will surely replace Jiejiao and become the first major religion in the prehistoric world. The glory of the West is just around the corner.
Taiqing, Jieyin's face was calm, and he looked at Yuanshi indifferently.
The game between saints is no less dangerous than the fight between mortals!
Although there is no danger of life, it is still difficult.
Tongtian's face turned pale, and his body, which had been hunched over because the Zhuxian Sword Formation was broken, became straight again.
"Not respecting the will of heaven, and going against heaven? Hahaha, what a joke!"
"Yuanshi, you really think of yourself as the will of heaven, and disobeying you is disobeying the will of heaven?"
Although Tongtian was defeated, he was still as eloquent as ever, and Yuanshi's face turned pale.
Tongtian exhaled a deep breath, and his eyes became sharp and resolute.
"My two brothers covet the luck of my Jiejiao and the luck of the human race. Just say it directly. Why bother helping outsiders to deal with their own brothers!"
"Since that's the case, today I will sever all ties with my two brothers. From now on, there will only be the Six Saints of Xuanmen in the prehistoric world, and no more the Three Pure Ones of the prehistoric world!"
The moment the voice fell, the luck of the three religions of human beings, Chan, and Jie, which were intertwined in the dark, shook slightly, and then suddenly separated.
At the same time, the luck of the Xuanmen, which was at its peak, suddenly shook violently and fell a large part out of thin air!
Yuanshi's face turned cold, and he said angrily, "Tongtian, you are so brave. You have damaged the luck of Xuanmen. How are you going to explain to the teacher!"
What is the luck of Xuanmen!
The Taoist traditions of the six saints of human, Chan, Jie, and Tiandao all belong to the luck of Xuanmen!
If the luck of Xuanmen is strong, it will naturally feed back to human beings, Chan, Jie, and even the Western religion.
In the current Xuanmen fortune, Jiejiao is the most prosperous and has thousands of immortals coming to pay homage, so Jiejiao is the dominant one.
Now Tongtian Patriarch has spoken openly and directly severed his relationship with Taiqing and Yuqing, and has secretly stripped Jiejiao's fortune away. The other sects have naturally suffered great damage.
Tongtian smiled contemptuously, "Yuanshi Saint can fight four against one, and I don't feel embarrassed. I just damaged the fortune of Xuanmen, what's wrong with explaining it?"
"You!"
Yuanshi was furious, and he wanted to sacrifice Pangu Banner and break through the Zhuxian Sword Formation again.
Taiqing frowned and said, "Junior Brother Tongtian, you..."
Before Taiqing could say the next few words, he was stopped by Tongtian Patriarch.
"Saint Taiqing, there is no need to say more. I have already said that in the future, there will be no Shangqing Tongtian, only Tongtian Patriarch."
Tongtian's voice was extremely resolute. This time the four saints broke through the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
What made him sad the most was not the defeat, but the attack of Taiqing!
In the Kunlun Mountains, they practiced for billions of years, supported each other, traveled all the way, and had deep feelings.
Even after parting ways with the self-righteous Yuanshi, Tongtian still respected Taiqing as his elder brother.
But today, everything collapsed, and his elder brother actually attacked him!
The pain in his heart was even a thousand times more painful than the pain in his body!
"The Three Pure Ones finally broke off their friendship!!"
Compared with the furious Yuanshi, the silent Saint Taiqing.
Zhunti's heart was in turmoil, and he couldn't suppress his joy!
In the near future, the Western Church will no longer belong to the Xuanmen!
And now, the Xuanmen's luck has cracked, which just gave him an opportunity for the Western Church, a great opportunity to enter the East!
Tongtian stood in the air and waved his hand fiercely.
Buzz!
The swords hummed, and the Xianjian, Zhuxianjian, Luxianjian, and Juexianjian flew out of the hands of the saints and fell into the hands of Tongtian.
He looked at Taiqing and others with a cold face, and said slowly, "This matter will not be let go. One month later, I will set up the Wanxian formation here. If you are confident, come and try it again."
After Tongtian finished speaking, his body flashed, and the four Zhuxian swords floating behind him fiercely cut through the void. In an instant, the figure of Tongtian disappeared.
Only the four saints with ugly faces were left.
The Wanxian formation is the Jiejiao Zhenjiao formation, also known as the formation within the formation. It is a peerless formation outlined and superimposed by several formations.
It can fully and perfectly exert all the power of Jiejiao, so it is called the Wanxian formation.
The core of the Wanxian formation is naturally the Zhuxian sword formation.
In addition, there are three auxiliary formations, namely Taiji formation, Liangyi formation, and Sixiang formation, with the Six Soul Banner as the core.
When Tongtian arranged the Ten Thousand Immortals formation, he had already prepared a fight to the death with the three religions of Ren, Chan, and the West!
In Tongguan, the air was heavy, but Jieyin smiled and broke the solemn atmosphere.
"Brothers, don't worry. We have broken the Zhuxian Sword Formation. Do we still need to worry about the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?"
Breaking the Zhuxian Sword Formation allowed Zhunti to find the confidence he had not had for billions of years.
He even had a vague idea that Tongtian was no better than this.
Yuan Shi glanced at Zhunti lightly, turned around and left without paying attention.
Taiqing sighed, "Red flowers, white lotus roots and green lotus leaves, the three religions are originally one family!"
Taiqing sang a line, mounted the green ox, and returned to Shouyang Mountain!
"Brother, what do they mean?"
Zhunti's face looked a little ugly.
"It's just self-comfort, but now the deal is done. It will only take one month to break the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and the tribulation energy will naturally dissipate. When the catastrophe comes to an end, that will be a great opportunity for my Western religion to truly develop!"
There was a bright light in Jie Yin's eyes. He had been looking forward to this day for countless years.
It was vast and chaotic, dark and cold, with only a few chaotic stars shining brightly in the boundless darkness.
Not far from the ancient world, in a remote and lonely star field!
A large number of calamity clouds roared in, covering the sky and the sun, shrouding every star.
In the large black clouds, golden thunder occasionally flashed.
An extreme force of destruction spreads, frightening people from hundreds of millions of miles away
In Tongguan, as the saints left, the world seemed to have returned to its original peace.
But countless powerful people in the prehistoric times have stirred up troubles in their hearts, and the war is not over yet.
One month later, there will be a great formation of ten thousand immortals above Tongguan!
In the Kunlun Holy Land, Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi held the Three Treasures and Jade Ruyi in his hand, sitting high above, overlooking the golden immortals, Antarctic Immortal and others below, and said coldly.
"One month later, above Tongguan, Jiejiao will set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. You guys will practice well. After one month, follow me to break the formation!"
"Yes, teacher!"
The Antarctic Immortal burned the lamp, and the golden immortals nodded solemnly.
