Chapter 5733 Eight Trigrams Diagram

Under Ye Qing's belly, nine dragon claws grabbed against Immortal Emperor Huo Fen in a series, covering the sky and the universe, and each dragon claw could pierce a large universe.

Immortal Emperor Huofen focused on responding, and used the Heaven-shattering Immortal Technique to block Ye Qing's dragon claws and Xue Yushou's attacks.

At this time, Lu Ming controlled the puppet body and rushed towards Immortal Emperor Huofen. His wings were like two heavenly knives, slashing towards Immortal Emperor Huofen.

After a period of activating the Chaos Gourd, Immortal Emperor Lei Ming has been initially suppressed.

Immortal Emperor Lei Ming, after all, is an old-fashioned cosmos realm. Even if there is a treasure like Chaos Gourd, it is difficult to refine it in a short time, but it can be suppressed temporarily, so that the opponent cannot make any big noise.

Combine the power of the three to surround and kill Immortal Emperor Huofen, and Immortal Emperor Huofen will eventually be defeated.

Although Immortal Emperor Huofen's cultivation level was higher than Xue Universe's and Puppet's battle physique, it was also limited. They were in the same realm, and their combat power was not entirely different.

puff!

Ye Qing's incomparably sharp dragon claw swept into Immortal Emperor Huofen, leaving a ferocious wound on Immortal Emperor Huofen, tearing off a piece of flaming flesh.

Immortal Emperor Huofen shouted angrily and cast three immortal techniques in a row.

However, of the three kinds of immortal arts, only two have reached the realm of 'returning the virtual to the real', and there is one that is still in the realm of perfection.

Obviously, it is extremely difficult to cultivate the immortal arts to the realm of 'returning the virtual to the real'. Immortal Emperor Huofen has practiced for countless years, and he has only cultivated the two types of immortal techniques to the realm of 'returning the virtual to the real'.

One immortal technique attacked Ye Qing, and the other two attacked Lu Ming and Xue Universe.

Boom boom boom!

The four great masters, in continuous confrontation, made this piece of Tianyu extremely chaotic, and the chaotic energy had long since been wiped out. Countless chaotic profound meanings were distorted and chaotic.

In this case, not to mention the half-step universe participating in the war, even if it is close, the chaotic profound meaning in the body will be out of control and become a waste person.

The three people on this side fought fiercely, while on the other side, Taoist Sanqing was alone, but it was difficult to stop Immortal Emperor Wuyue, and Immortal Emperor Wuyue rushed into a huge battleship.

After rushing into the huge battleship, Immortal Emperor Wuyue personally urged the formation on the huge battleship to rush towards Ye Qing, Xue Yuyu and Lu Ming.

The figure on the head of the battleship seemed to come alive, exuding a permeating breath.

That kind of breath, high above, fortune-telling sentient beings, even in the cosmos realm, felt heart palpitations.

That is the breath far beyond the universe.

The breath of the creator.

Ye Qing and Xue Yushou both had extremely solemn expressions on their faces, and Lu Ming felt that the breath was like a glorious sky, and it was unbearable.

His cultivation, after all, is only a nine-transformation Immortal King. Compared with the cosmos realm, it is too different, not to mention compared with the creator.

Even if it is just a trace of power left by the creator, even if endless years have passed.

If he didn't have the puppet battle body of Soul Yihe, he was hiding in it, with isolation and protection, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

Even so, he felt a big stone pressed against his chest, and he felt breathless.

"Immortal Emperor Wuyue, this is to rely on battleships to rescue Immortal Emperor Huofen."

Lu Ming's mind changed rapidly.

Immortal Emperor Wuyue must be blocked before they can fully surround and kill Immortal Emperor Huofen. As long as this strongest Immortal Emperor Huofen is resolved, Immortal Emperor Wuyue is not something to be afraid of.

This time, the Immortal Emperor must not be set on fire and left.

Lu Ming understood this, Ye Qing, Xue Yuyu, and Taoist Sanqing all knew this.

"I'll stop him, and you will do your best to kill Immortal Emperor Huo Fen."

The figure of Taoist Sanqing rang in the ears of Ye Qing, Xue Yuyu and Lu Ming.

The voice fell, and the thirty-six figures of Taoist Sanqing changed their orientations, surrounding the huge battleship in the middle.

Thirty-six figures have become huge and boundless, each holding a gossip array.

Thirty-six gossip array plates, with shining runes, filled with brilliance, and thirty-six huge gossip pictures appeared in the void.

The thirty-six gossip pictures were connected to each other, and turned into a larger array, shrouding the battleship where Immortal Emperor Wuyue was located.

"A mere array, just want to block me, broken!"

Immortal Emperor Wuyue fully mobilized the formation on the battleship, and the figure on the head of the battleship exuded dazzling and smooth, like the rebirth of the creator, and slapped forward.

Thirty-six Sanqing Daoists, with solemn expressions, also pressed their palms forward one after another. In front of them, a huge gossip picture appeared, with a metallic luster, like a gossip-shaped shield.

That palm, like the figure of the creator, bombarded the metallic gossip map, and with a bang, the gossip map exploded, and the thirty-six figures of the Taoist Sanqing shook their bodies, and a lot of light was secreted.

However, that figure was also blocked, and the huge battleship also stopped.

"It can actually block the bombardment of the battleship..."

Immortal Emperor Wuyue showed a hint of shock.

This is a battleship built by the Creator for them to sail in the endless chaos. On it, there is the power of the Creator.

Although the battleship has been severely damaged in the past so many years, and the Creator has not left much power, but under the personal urging of his cosmic realm, the power is also extremely amazing. The only weakness is the lack of change and can only rampage.

But the head-on collision is very powerful, and it is definitely not something that ordinary cosmos realms can resist.

The formation of Taoist Sanqing can be called peerless.

A set of fairy soldiers!

Immortal Emperor Wuyue could see that the thirty-six gossip array plates in the hands of Taoist Sanqing were a set of immortal weapons.

"drink!"

Immortal Emperor Wuyue, with a low voice, slapped the deck on the head of the battleship with a palm. Immediately, the runes on the battleship became even more dazzling. The figure sitting cross-legged on his head suddenly stood up, with the tendency to swallow the world. This time, it was not shot with one palm, but split with one palm.

The palm of the hand is like a knife, opening up the sky and dividing the chaos.

This blow is even more terrifying than the previous palm. The face of Taoist Sanqing is dignified, and the body of the thirty-six Taoists gradually fades, and then merges into the thirty-six gossip arrays, making the gossip array more radiant, and the front , and another gossip picture with metallic luster emerged, and vaguely, you could see a figure sitting cross-legged in the gossip picture, with his eyes closed.

Not the appearance of the Taoist Sanqing, but other people.

This figure just disappeared in a flash and disappeared without a trace.

boom!

The attacks of the two sides collided again, and the battleship driven by Immortal Emperor Wuyue was blocked again.

The Taoists of Sanqing tried their best to stop Immortal Emperor Wuyue, while Ye Qing, Xue Yuyu and Lu Ming tried their best to kill Immortal Emperor Huofen.

The three of them used killer moves.

"Qingtian Xianjing!"

Ye Qing drank lowly, and above the dragon head, a huge mountain peak appeared. On the top of the mountain peak, a figure sat cross-legged.

This mountain is clearly the source of power in the fairy-level battlefield, that is, the ancestor of the Qingtian Clan, the mountain that the creator turned into when he fell.

(End of this chapter)