The Xuanhuang Pagoda appeared at his feet.
Boundless spiritual energy gathered towards him, but the Tai Chi Diagram could not go up half an inch.
The shadow of the saint's palm falls again!
All the guides and guides make a move!
Li Changshou was covered with golden light, blood light, and purple light. His body was beaten for a moment, but after carrying it, he propped up the Tai Chi diagram again.
Lying in a pool of blood, Yang Jian opened his eyes to look at the figure, his eyes were burning with flames, but his almost broken body could not move at all.
Daoist Yuding clenched his fists tightly, but Taoist Manjusri whispered beside him, the saint would not kill Li Changgeng.
Zhao Gongming called out with tears:
"Chang Geng, you go, my brother has dragged you down, my brother is willing to be robbed! Can you go!"
"Pick up! Zhunti! Come and kill me! Come and kill me!"
"I, Zhao Gongming, can't afford your kindness! You might as well let me die! Li Changgeng! Li Changshou!"
Li Changshou's hands were trembling slightly.
Taoist Jieyin suddenly said, "Jin Ling doesn't have to die today, Zhao Gongming will just die."
Zhao Gongming's eyes lit up, and he wanted to push the Virgin of the Golden Spirit away, but the Virgin of the Golden Spirit hugged her right arm tightly.
The Holy Mother of Golden Light, who had been suppressed by the sage's rhyme, suddenly grasped the sword in her hand.
Why, a sage can arbitrarily decide the fate of others.
Why, the second master wants to help the West teach or not to help us.
Why, our Taoist sects are going to kill each other...
"Everything started because of me, please let the sage master let go of my senior brother and sister!"
The Holy Mother of the Golden Light looked at Yang Jian, and suddenly covered her mouth and cried, her eyes full of pain.
It would be nice if I died sooner.
my fault...
my fault...
"My fault."
Li Changshou turned around abruptly, wanting to reach out to save him, but at this moment he had no strength left, and his figure was pressed down by the Tai Chi diagram and knelt down on one knee in mid-air.
he saw...
The Holy Mother of Golden Light held the sword in her left hand, and the blade slashed across her neck. The petite figure that had been kneeling fell backwards.
"Ah, ah!"
Yang Jian's voice was trembling, and he could only helplessly hit the ground with both hands.
He had never met him before, but he was out of anger, and the flames in his eyes ignited the pool of blood around him.
Her fault
Li Changshou's eyes were a little frozen.
The vast and boundless pressure above hit him again, and his figure kept shaking, but he stood up suddenly.
He raised his head, looked at the saint, and looked at Jiutian.
Jieyin and Zhunti subconsciously stopped, frowning a little at Li Changshou's eyes.
In the perception of the saint, there is actually some fear.
"Why did she say it was her fault
answer me!
Why should she! Say it's her fault! "
Li Changshou questioned, his voice trembling.
There was silence between heaven and earth.
Zhunti suddenly wanted to retreat, but this retreat made him a little annoyed, and he stared at Li Changshou coldly.
Li Changshou suddenly laughed at himself, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
He wanted to be desperate, he wanted to expose his hole cards, he wanted to take out the hole cards used to deal with Tiandao, put them here, and kill the two saints in front of him.
But he still kept his sanity, and even began to subconsciously calculate at this moment, what should he do to help Zhao Gongming escape safely today.
Snapped!
Li Changshou suddenly slapped himself.
Kong Ming's Dao heart was dissipated, Li Changshou smiled wryly, opened his left hand, and aimed at Zhao Gongming.
Emotional balance.
For a moment, Li Changshou's eyes were wide open, his teeth were clenched, his hair fluttered one by one, and blood was almost clenched from his fists.
Despair, anger, regret, pain!
Zhao Gongming gave him half of the share, but it already made him want to be desperate and desperate.
Can!
'A saint must not die. '
'Yes, a saint must not die. The six saints are balancing the power of the heaven. If a saint dies, the heaven will completely overwhelm the living beings. If a saint is swallowed by the heaven, the heaven will completely lose its check and balance. '
'So the strongest saint will not obliterate the weakest saint, even if the latter continues to offend the former. '
'So the sage can do whatever he wants. '
'So the sage can regard living beings as ants. '
'So a sage can have no bottom line, no principles, no conditions, and decide the life and death of the rest of the living beings. '
'Isn't it the same? '
'The way of heaven is to maintain the stability of the world, so the way of heaven can imprison the living beings, so the way of heaven can suppress the Holy Mother of the human race, and the way of heaven can calculate and fiddle with everything. '
'There is no fairness, no justice, no liberty, no hope for living beings. '
'Are saints really immortal? '
'Isn't the Six Saints already unable to restrain the way of heaven? '
'With the end of the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods and the complete prosperity of the Heavenly Court, the Dao of Heaven will use this to completely suppress the Six Sages, won't it? '
'Sooner or later isn't it! '
'As it is, as it is!'
'Why can't a saint die! '
'My master is a turbid immortal, he has never done anything, just because his name is Qi Yuan, he must be sprayed to death by the Golden Crow! Go and become Jiang Ziya, the source of Qi! '
"Why does Suiren have to endure endless pain and stare at the way of heaven at the bottom of the lake!" Why do you have to apologize to me, a junior, to suppress the will of heaven in the end! '
'Why was the Holy Mother nailed to that void for several sessions! Why don't you even dare to say a word that exposes the way of heaven! '
"Why must Taoist sects kill each other in the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods! '
"Why can't Jin Guang go to the Conferred God Stage physically! '
'Why do creatures follow the script given by the way of heaven, and why should they bear the so-called fate! '
'Why! And why! '
'You guys, why are you so high up! Just because you live old, because you are the winners in the past, because you have no face and skin, because you can be inhuman! '
'Such prehistoric!
Such a world!
Not worth mentioning! It doesn't matter if you don't save it! '
"Teacher... Teacher!
The disciple still has three backup plans! I have three other last resorts to save lives! "
Li Changshou suddenly raised his head and shouted, looking at the sky, fixedly staring at the saint's dharma body on the left, and clenched his teeth.
"I want to kill the saint! I want to kill the second saint of the Western religion!
I will bear all the consequences! I will solve it! I will bear it!
But today, I want to kill the saint! "
when-
The sound of the Chaos Bell resounded through the nine heavens, and the old Taoist in Zixiao Palace frowned and concentrated.
On the top of the two huge dharma bodies of Jieyin and Zhunti, a picture of Taiji slowly spread out, covering the universe, separating the years, and endless and boundless coercion swayed down, making Zhunti and Jieyin change color suddenly.
Master Tongtian held down the hilt of his sword, looking in a daze at the figure in the ruins of the Ten Jue Formation, who was covered in golden light and stood up slowly.
Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes, and just sighed slightly at this moment.
The world is silent.
There was an old Taoist sitting cross-legged in the clouds in the Nine Heavens, with a bit of kindness on his thin face, and a bit of relief from his slightly opened eyes.
"Can."
The Tai Chi Diagram suddenly became solid, covering the heads of Li Changshou and Zhao Gongming, a little light flashed high in the sky, and the Chaos Clock was suspended in front of Zhao Gongming.
Li Changshou raised the Xuanhuang Pagoda, held the Qiankun Ruler, cut the Qiankun with his right hand, and pulled out the small killing gun.
Taking a step forward out of thin air, the Taoist robe cracked, breaths shot up into the sky, and triple flames ignited on his forehead.
Burn the power of Yuanshen.
Burning Yuanshen.
Burning mysterious body essence and blood.
Amid the ear-piercing and slight rubbing sound, cracks appeared in the universe around him like a glazed mirror, the light distorted around him, and holes seemed to appear in the sky and the earth.
Li Changshou raised his head and looked at the two holy saints who had put away their smiles and ferocity, with nothing but indifference in their eyes.
"Heaven, protect your world."