Thousands of Hearts

Deep in the void.

The two sacred infinite existences, headed by Amber, the wings of truth, form a golden palace, slowly moving in the direction of the prehistoric.

On the other side, the Most Sacred Palace Master of the Xingji Temple personally led the team, and the nine saints arranged at the apex behind them, wrapped in a huge white whale light group, and were also approaching the land.

Both Wanxu Palace and Kunwu City also appeared in the nearby void.

The golden light of the holy place emanating from the saints of Wanxu Palace converged into huge golden mountains. The nine-fold light wheels behind the two most saints are clearly conspicuous, high above them.

And Kunwu City has the strongest card face.

The three most sages are in a triangular formation, condensed into a golden rotating triangle, carrying all the holy dynasties on approach.

At this point, the four great foreign **** forces have been angered by the predecessors, and they chose this opportunity in series under the secret information of someone.

In this precarious and weakest moment, send troops together.

There are two infinity, one in Xingji Hall, two in Wanxu Palace, and three in Kunwu City.

There are a total of eight holiest, such a huge force, even if it sweeps one of the four poles, it is possible to succeed.

At this time, the prehistoric land was still in chaos.

Explaining and teaching Buddhism to fight wildly, the other saints watched with cold eyes.

Hongjun is aloof, without sadness or joy.

Nanzhan Buzhou.

Central constellation.

In space, one of the seven great saints in the demon alliance, the Peng Demon King, flapped his wings and flew rapidly, turning into golden light to shuttle rapidly in space.

He exploded with full speed, and the space kept twisting and jumping beside him.

Every time he jumps, he will consume a golden feather.

Jumping and flying in space is no better than inside a planet.

His so-called speed of tens of thousands of miles with a shock of wings is not worth mentioning in the entire environment of the universe.

Therefore, if you want to speed up your journey, you must use this method of consuming the original cultivation base.

Soon, Peng Demon continued to fly to the space position in the middle of the entire continent.

Except for the meteorite group slowly moving around, there is only a waste star that has been exhausted by the collected resources, spinning quietly, bathing in the light of distant stars.

"This is the place." Demon King Peng looked around and looked at the surrounding situation.

Yuanshen radiated, and he quickly determined that there was no abnormal factor.

"let's start."

Demon King Peng showed his right palm.

The palm of the palm glowed with golden light, and in that light, there were a mark of holy breath, slowly rising up.

This is a cross-border formation made by Wang Yiyang in advance by asking the three saints of the Sky Demon Sect.

Although it is just a miniature formation.

But his purpose is just to make a loophole for the prehistoric times. Break its mixed element.

Soon, the golden light seemed to blend into the surrounding air, leaving a golden mark in the universe.

If it were the predecessors before, he would really not dare to do it, after all, in a peaceful environment, various fluctuations and radiation were stable.

Such an obvious mark was released rashly, like a fire suddenly lit up in the dark, extremely conspicuous.

But this moment is different. Under the battle of interpretation and Buddhism, it is like countless fireworks rising in the dark night.

It was enough to cover up this fluctuation in his hand.

Peng Demon King gently placed the mark, and then began to arrange the mark into the shape of a cross-border formation.

Only in this way can the sacred people of the outside locate here, directly detect the loopholes, and instantly tear the primordial land.

Just when Peng Demon King arranged and played with the mark.

With a long sigh, it spread out from the surrounding space.

The sigh seemed to be an old man.

Demon King Peng trembled and looked back quickly.

In the space behind him, I don't know when there was an old and peaceful old man in Taoist robe.

The old man is riding a green bull with a whisk in his hand, behind him is the golden light of the holy place shining everywhere. Surprisingly, it is the moral **** of Taiqing saint.

"It's no wonder that the secrets of heaven have been disordered recently, and there is a lot of violence everywhere." Tianzun Tianzun looked at Demon King Peng, and at a glance recognized the purpose of the holy mark in his hand.

The general cross-border formation does not require the mark of a saint at all.

Only in order to conceal the aura fluctuations and prevent them from discovering clues, would they use this level of formation mark.

"Gold Wing Roc, can you tell me to wait, why are you doing this?"

In the other direction, the snake-tailed Nuwa saint slowly emerged in a red dress with a sad expression on his face.

She had been patrolling the demon's cube in secret, but she did not expect that the Peng Demon King, one of the Seven Great Sages of the Demon, would actually do such a rebellious and prehistoric thing behind her back.

Demon King Peng was blocked one after another, or surrounded by two saints, and knew that he could not escape.

He simply didn't bother to pretend.

"Hehe, the predecessor has gone against it, and the saint is aloof, wantonly plundering other universe origins, which has already caused complaints.

Now my Golden Winged Roc just conforms to the general trend. Those who know the current affairs are brilliant, so why should the two saints ask knowingly. "

As soon as these words came out, both the Taiqing saints and Nüwa saints remained unmoved and unhappy in their hearts.

The mere golden winged roc, the ant who had never reached the quasi-sage, dared to speak wild words in front of the two sages.

Nuwa immediately looked at the Taiqing saint.

"Brother, this officer is of the genus of demons, what if you leave it to Junior Sister?"

"Yes." The Taiqing Saint also saw Nu Wa's anger, knowing that the Golden Winged Roc was completely finished.

"Golden Winged Roc, do you still have something to say?" Nu Wa finally looked at Demon King Peng.

Demon King Peng laughed out loud.

"What if you stop me? Everything is doomed, you will all turn to ashes! What about the saint?"

As soon as the voice fell, his whole body was shining with golden light, and with a bang, he exploded directly.

With his cultivation base at the apex of the Demon Sage Xuanxian, he exploded in an instant. Although he was extremely powerful and could destroy the galaxy, he still couldn't see enough in front of the saint.

But it was this explosion.

Both Nuwa and Taiqing's expressions changed at the same time, and the two saints shot together towards the center of the explosion.

But it was too late.

"I am the reason, Vientiane, Nine Qu, Fanshan, Qianling. Everything that exists weaves feathers as wings."

A loud female voice suddenly spread from the golden light.

Huh! ! !

In an instant, a huge black wing resembling a planet suddenly stretched out from the golden light.

"I am the wing of truth."

"Amber."

Huh! ! !

The black wings covered the sky and obscured the sun, instantly expanding and expanding, turning into a black torrent ocean, suddenly knocking out the golden light of the two saints.

The two saints are like golden boxes swaying and struggling in a sea of ​​black feathers, crumbling and in danger.

In an instant, dozens of galaxies, hundreds of galaxies, and thousands of galaxies around were swallowed by the terrifying expansion of Black Wing.

The infinite black feather seemed to have no boundaries, frantically expanding and expanding around.

The source of black feathers, Amber's long hair shawl, wearing a black dress, watched her wings naturally stretch indifferently and calmly.

"The Most Holy!!?" Nuwa and Taiqing Sage were shocked.

But there is not much fear.

Teacher Hongjun is in charge. Although a sage is strong, he still can't handle them.

But before they came back to their senses, in the distant universe, at the same time, there were waves of huge holy positions spreading wildly.

The round lights of the nine-fold holy place rose up one after another, crossing the space, radiating all around.

The most holy body fits the way, which is equivalent to half of an upper universe.

If there were only one or two holy sages, Hongjun could still rely on geographical advantages to resist and repel.

But at this time, the horror nine rounds of light, as if they don't need money, spread crazily.

Feel such a terrifying huge scene.

Nuwa and Taiqing saints finally changed their expressions completely.

The Star Pole Hall, Wanxu Palace, Kunwu City, the three forces that have been repelled have all come, and they have brought even stronger power than before.

Finally, an infinite real existence is added...

"I am Hongjun, do you have any misunderstandings?"

At this time, a loud voice in Zixiao Palace spread everywhere in the universe.

For the sage who really sets out, the upper universe is just a slightly larger swimming pool.

Every move, words and deeds, even if they converge, they will be easily seen by opponents.

Therefore, when Hongjun spoke at this time, it was also in an urgent situation. Eight of the holiest gathered together, and the famine was at stake.

Even if some skin was damaged at this time, Hongjun couldn't care about it.

Everything has the heart to protect itself, let alone the universe.

"Old man Hongjun, you didn't say that last time when you repelled me and expelled me." The saint with the Star Pole Hall laughed.

"It's not pleasing to see Hong Huang, this time it's done once and for all!" Wanxu Palace's Most Holy said coldly.

Kunwu City and Infinite Zhencun were even too lazy to speak.

The eight most saints are dispatched, and the prehistoric is bound to die.

What's more, they didn't come here to simply defeat the Holy Throne, but to completely devour the upper universe.

At this time, beyond the great wilderness, the void.

Wang Yiyang watched in suspension.

An army of four saints, like four shuttles, pierced deeply into the outer membrane of the primordial universe.

The golden light of both sides kept shining against.

Obviously, the internal struggle has begun.

But as soon as the golden light, who represented the predominant land, touched, he quickly defeated. It's not the enemy of one at all.

"The result is destined... Moreover, in order to completely plant the spoils, I also left the double-heart mirror in the prehistoric area. When they find it, this is the evidence of crime."

With a smile on his face, Wang Yiyang stared at the dying upper universe.

On the surface of the universe, the golden light representing Hongjun and others is getting smaller and weaker.

It seems that they can't hold on anymore.

But Wang Yiyang did not leave, but hid nearby with the three saints of the Sky Demon Sect.

He didn't plan to share a piece of the pie, because he was so divided, he had already merged most of the creatures in the great land into himself.

In other words, at this time, apart from a few saints who mastered the rules, the rest belonged to Wang Yiyang.

Before he started this trip, he had already begun to withdraw his psychic energy quietly.

In a short period of time, countless monks and demons retreat, or kill each other, and fall one after another.

It seems very weird, but compared to the collapse of the battle of the saints at this time, it is only pediatrics.

Wang Yiyang was taking advantage of this time to use the virtual fish as a cover to quietly recover his investment in the wilderness.

Otherwise, Hongjun is staring at him, he may not be able to withdraw all of his psychic powers.

Moreover, in addition to recovering the investment, he was still waiting, in case any saint was seriously injured and fled.

At that time, it is time for him to formally plunder and devour his personality.

This battle is his opportunity for Wang Yiyang to be promoted to the top of the saint!

It's just a pity that the difference in strength between the two sides is too great. So that from the beginning to the end, all the saints did not have any chance to escape.

The entire primordial universe, like a huge orange, slowly dried up, deflated, and shrank in front of Wang Yiyang.

In the end, the black flesh-like substance that was quickly torn into pieces was divided by the forces of the Quartet.

From beginning to end, there was no room for the Heavenly Demon Sect to intervene.

Wang Yiyang just watched the four forces leave.

With his destiny cut off and his heart of change, he is not afraid of being recognized.

So far. The prehistoric times became a thing of the past.

Wang Yiyang looked at the original location of the original land from a distance in the void.

After all, only a little black debris remained there.

"Go." Wang Yiyang's heart moved.

Countless virtual fish appeared out of thin air around them, flying towards these fragments overwhelmingly.

The virtual fish feeds on this.

"It's over." Wang Yiyang stopped looking at it, turned and flew towards the Sky Demon Sect universe.

The grievance was avenged, he had already made a big wish, and it was time to revive the teacher.

Speeding up the recovery of a high-ranking saint in the middle cosmos of the Heavenly Devil Realm was an impossible task for him.

But for Wang Yiyang, who now has thousands of appearances, one person is a virtual fish and one race.

As long as the energy resources swallowed from the prehistoric land are fed back to the devil world.

The recovery time will be greatly shortened.