Chapter 791: Jinwu saves his father, Donghuang Bell comes, the ancient emperor
Fortunately, there were many Daluo present at the moment, who immediately took action to separate them. At this critical moment, even Taiyi had to take action.
If they really fight each other, how can they, the Daluo Taiyi, watch the live broadcast of the Hunyuan battle?
Even though Taiyi couldn't understand it, he couldn't understand it, and he couldn't see it either.
Kong Xuan and Seng Zhengti were eventually separated, but both were angry. The future Peacock King and the suspected disciple of the two Western saints would inevitably fight again when they returned to the prehistoric world.
No, they are already fighting in the Eight Dimension right now. After all, this place is just a clone, and their real bodies are still in the Eight Dimension.
But they were still restrained and did not disband this clone. It was obvious that they also wanted to see the fighting style of these Hunyuan people.
At this moment, the Emperor of Heaven performed indescribable Taoist magic. According to Luo Zu's classification of nine-level immortal arts, this had already reached the level of eighth-level immortal arts. However, Luo Zu could not explain the specific division, after all, he was not Hunyuan.
He can see this level of power, but he cannot touch it. If he touches it, he will be reduced to ashes.
Just kidding, a move of Hunyuan Taoism in Daluo will not kill you, at most you will be half dead and disabled all the time.
Luo Zu smacked his lips, still analyzing the Heavenly Emperor's Hunyuan Taoism and the Hunyuan method of attaining the Tao in his mind.
People always thought that the Emperor of Heaven achieved Hunyuan through the Xiantian Heluo Array, but now it has been overturned by Him. Moreover, looking at it now, his Hunyuan Taoism is really not like the Xiantian Heluo Array.
His Taoism oppressed this chaos with an invisible force, and even suppressed the Taoism performed by the five witches.
However, after becoming the riddle teller, the Emperor of Heaven never explained how he achieved enlightenment again, and just let everyone guess.
"Emperor Jun, today will be the day of your death!" The ancestor witch Gonggong shouted loudly. The ancestor witch's Dharma image had already unfolded in the chaos. The surging water of the bitter sea gathered countless water sources and actually submerged the chaos.
The Heavenly Emperor's Taoism was also cracked.
"What a sea of suffering." The Emperor of Heaven sighed.
Seems a little regretful.
Perhaps he was regretting not being able to control the Sea of Bitterness earlier, and instead letting the Witch Clan get there first.
"We have been victorious over the years, but I have been too careless." The Emperor of Heaven sighed again.
Then the huge image of the three-legged golden crow crashed straight into the image of the ancestor witch Gonggong.
"Today I will put out your great sun fire." Gonggong, the ancestor of witches, shouted.
boom!
The entire chaos was like the sea, with raging waves rising up.
Originally, chaos should not have this characteristic, it should be nothing, but under the blessing of these Hunyuan Taoism, it has changed in a myriad of ways, has undergone many infinite changes, and even produced the current "abnormal" strange appearance that is almost like the material universe.
Yes, this is a kind of "perversion", otherwise how can we explain such changes that are beyond the concept of Daluo? Unless the world is created in chaos and the multiverse is opened up, chaos will not have such changes.
It’s just that Hunyuan is too powerful, so Hundun had to submit.
Moreover, under this kind of "abnormal" change, the "vision" of Luo Zu and other Daluo was actually obscured, and they could no longer watch the fight from across the Netherworld.
However, at this moment, there was no movement in the Netherworld, as if the Queen Mother Hou Tu wanted to give this battlefield exclusively to the ancestor witch Gong Gong and give him a chance to show his abilities.
Dang Dang Dang!
At this moment, three bell rings echoed in Luo Zu's ears.
"Donghuang is here!"
At this moment, all the Daluo were also in the dark. They had no idea what was happening on the battlefield. When they heard the familiar sound, they began to guess in their hearts.
After all, how can the battle between wizards and liches be without the Emperor of Heaven’s brother Donghuang?
Everyone felt that He might be late, but He would definitely come.
Now the Emperor of Heaven is in danger, and the five Hunyuans have joined forces to suppress him. Although he has some strange tricks, how can he really defeat the five Hunyuans?
But after the bell rang three times, it suddenly stopped. Everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on.
The wizards and the lich families are not fighting anymore?
But the suffocating power of the terrifying Daluo Hunyuan Taoism was still overwhelming, with no sign of subsiding.
Dang Dang Dang!
The bell rang again, and a shout echoed with it: "Don't harm my Father!"
It turned out that it was not Donghuang who arrived, but the eldest prince Jinwu who rushed out from the ruins of the Zhoutian Xingdou formation holding a golden bell phantom.
Good prince, good golden bell. It turns out that the golden bell is a clone of the Donghuang Bell, lent to the Great Prince Jinwu for self-protection. Now it is activated by Him.
"Father God, I have come."
The other little golden crows also responded and activated the self-defense clones of the Donghuang Bell.
"You all! Go back!" When the Emperor of Heaven saw this scene, he did not feel the slightest bit of joy or relief. Instead, he was shocked.
Then Luo Zu felt that the silent Netherworld began to move, revealing the boundless sea of suffering and the chaotic spectacle of raging sun fire, revealing the true situation inside.
Dang Dang Dang!
There are seven Donghuang Bells across the sky, all of which look like the real Donghuang Bell, the most precious treasure in the ancient times.
They kept echoing, dissolving the invisible force imposed by Emperor Jiang Zhu Jiuyin here, intending to rescue the Emperor of Heaven who was nailed here.
But as the Netherworld was like a faint and cold divine sword slashing into this place, in just an instant, the seven clones of the Donghuang Bell were all annihilated and turned into nothing.
"What a great swordsmanship!" Luo Zu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Although this sword technique is not earth-shattering and even Luo Zu couldn't see it clearly, it is definitely the top level of all sword techniques practiced in the world.
Who could have thought that the goddess Hou Tu, who had always kept a low profile, actually had such sword skills, and could directly control the magnificent underworld to perform them.
Great skill is not skillful, great skill is not skillful, it is not like this.
Luo Zu sighed again and again, and then continued to watch the follow-up of the battle.
Now the clones of the Donghuang Bell on the bodies of the Jinwu princes have all been broken up, and this may be one of the purposes of the Wu clan. Otherwise, why would Queen Hou Tu go to so much trouble to control the Netherworld and perform peerless swordsmanship? Isn't this like using a cannon to kill a mosquito?
The only thing that made Luo Zu feel strange was that Queen Hou Tu only destroyed the seven phantoms of the Donghuang Bell, but did not hurt the seven Golden Crow Princes. Perhaps she did not want to bully the weak, or perhaps she had other purposes.
Ding, ding, ding! Ding, ding, ding! Ding, ding, ding!
Then, nine consecutive bells rang, and the fire clouds, yellow water, and the endless chaos in the area were all pushed away by an invisible force, as if a big hand was pushing these "things" away.
But after they pushed it open, a new world emerged from it.
This world has everything that should be found in the ancient times, but the era is wrong. It is the ancient times of the ancient times.
At this moment, the Emperor was sorting out the chaotic world. He seemed to sense that someone was "watching" him, so he raised his head and looked into the eyes of all those who were watching.
