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Chapter 266 Taizu Phantom, Broken! (seeking subscription)
"Daxuan Taizu?"

With a flash of dark golden light all over He Ping'an's body, he counteracted the coercion. Looking at the phantom in front of him, it seemed to be very similar to the portrait of Taizu he had seen.

"That's right, it's Taizu!"

Emperor Jiaming's face was filled with dismay, and following the arrival of Taizu's phantom, he felt infinite confidence in his heart, golden light shot out from his eyes, and he suddenly snarled: "When you see Taizu, why don't you kneel down?"

As his voice fell, Daxuan Taizu's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a divine light shot out from his eyes, and the pressure soared several times again, crushing towards He Pingan.

"If Daxuan Taizu came here in person, I would have to pay a third of the respect."

He Pingan smiled contemptuously, ignoring the phantom of Taizu in front of him, paused and said: "What are you, you dare to make me kneel!"

While speaking, Wan Zai's mana was circulating, and the dark golden light was shining all over his body, and he easily resisted the coercion of Taizu's phantom from outside his body.

"Three heads and six arms!"

As He Ping'an's voice fell, he saw a dark gold head growing on each side of his neck, which was exactly the same as his own appearance.

At the same time, four dark gold arms appeared on the back.

With the formation of three heads and six arms, an earth-shattering momentum erupted from He Ping'an's body, and the dark clouds that had been covering the vicinity were suddenly pierced by thousands of dark golden rays of light on He Ping'an's body, revealing the blue sky and white sun.

As soon as he raised his hands and feet, he tore a small crack in the nearby void.

The physical strength has tripled again.

This is the incidental supernatural power of the Eighty Nine Mysterious Kungfu that he realized on the way back to Xuanyang.

This is the first time it is actually used in front of people.

There should be room for improvement!

"It's terrible, the strength of these two people"

The people below who have been looking at this place all the time are shocked. At this time, He Pingan and Emperor Jiaming's endless magical powers and powerful power have already been noticed even though they are still more than 700 miles away.

Wave after wave of aftermath hit. If the three half-step transcendent monks in front had not resolved the aftermath, monks below the first rank would not be able to stand here safely.

"Ding present!"

Seeing that He Pingan was not afraid of coercion, Emperor Jiaming had a thought, and the endless national fortune immediately poured into the phantom of Taizu.

With the influx of national fortune, Daxuan Taizu's phantom was solid, and his eyes regained his agility. In the void in front of him, a huge three-legged tripod with a thousand feet in size appeared in the hands of Taizu's phantom.

"Cang Ding Zhenjiang!"

Emperor Jiaming Xuan'ao's voice seemed to come from nine heavens.

As the sound fell, a phantom of a winding Xuanjiang River appeared around the giant three-legged tripod in the air, bursting with endless blue light, rushing towards He Pingan.

Another phantom of Xuanjiang, one of the nine cauldrons, charged forward in mighty form, and He Pingan was the first to bear the brunt, and immediately felt his whole body tense, as if being oppressed by infinite force.

Especially in the azure divine light, there are densely packed blue water god thunders like blue clear waves, charging towards He Pingan, sweeping with dark energy, earth-shattering.

"Good come!"

He Pingan gave a long laugh, and the three heads looked at the phantom of Xuanjiang at the same time. On the three heads, the expressions were different, either smiling lightly, or indifferent, or crazy.

As the sound fell, the thousand-foot dark gold body directly faced the phantom of the Xuanjiang River upstream, and the void trembled wherever it passed.

The body flew near the Xuanjiang River, and the dark golden light radiated, firmly blocking the phantom of the Xuanjiang River that could wash away everything from the body.

"Break me!"

He Pingan roared, and six fists bombarded out like hot wheels, and countless fist shadows blasted towards Xuanjiang Xuying densely.

Immediately, Xuanjiang phantom set off a huge wave, and phantom trembled unceasingly, as if it was about to be smashed by the fist shadow.

At this moment, Taizu Xuying tapped his finger, Cang Ding turned around, and fell into the Xuanjiang phantom, and immediately the azure divine splendor was released, blocking the countless dark gold fist shadows from Xuanjiang.

"Crash!"

A wave rolled in the phantom of the Xuanjiang River, and countless thunders of the sunflower god poured out, swallowing the shadow of the dark gold fist silently.

"It's kind of clever!"

For the first time, He Pingan's expression showed a trace of solemnity, and with a thought, he looked up to the sky and whistled: "Call the wind and rain!"

As the sound fell, Wan Zai's mana surged, directly communicating with the aura of heaven and earth, and suddenly the dark clouds that had been blown apart by the two air machines rushed towards this place quickly.

In the blink of an eye, within a radius of a hundred miles, there were suddenly dark clouds and gloomy winds.

"thunderbolt!"

With the lightning and thunder in the clouds, the torrential rain "cracked" and fell down.

Countless pitch-black raindrops seemed to be aiming at the phantom of Xuanjiang. Under the control of He Pingan, one of them landed on the phantom of Xuanjiang without missing a beat, offsetting each other with the azure divine light, and sending out a "russling" sound the sound of.

As the sound of the wind became tighter, the raindrops became bigger and bigger. The blue divine light could not resist the erosion of the layers of the poisonous wind and rain, and was completely corroded by the poisonous wind and rain, turning into nothing.

The cloudy wind and poisonous rain continued to pour down, blending into the phantom of the Xuanjiang River, constantly eroding the blue phantom of the Xuanjiang River.

The phantom of the azure Xuanjiang River gradually turned into half azure and half as black as ink.

When Emperor Jiaming saw this scene, his complexion tightened immediately, and he was about to make a move when He Ping'an tapped his finger lightly: "Stop!"

The sound was not loud, but it seemed to have supreme divine power. As the sound fell, the phantom of the surging Xuanjiang River was immediately fixed in the air by He Pingan, like a vivid painting of Xuanjiang Wanli.

Emperor Jiaming's face turned red, mana surged wildly, Taizu Xuying frantically waved his arms behind him, Cang Ding kept blooming embarrassing spirits, but he couldn't move Xuanjiang Xuying.

"return!"

Emperor Jiaming saw that the phantom of Xuanjiang could not be moved, so he wanted to take back the Cang Ding, and touched the tripod with his finger, but who knew that even Cang Ding was trapped in the phantom of Xuanjiang.

There were bursts of "whimpering" sounds, but they were wrapped in layers of phantoms of Xuanjiang, unable to move.

Xuanjiang Xuying, who was like a fish in water just now, has now become a cage that traps Cang Ding.

This is the power of water control that He Pingan has comprehended from the magical power of calling the wind and calling the rain.

As long as the poisonous rain is integrated into the water flow, if the person who controls the water has not surpassed himself, he will be turned into the host by himself.

Under the control of He Ping'an, black raindrops as big as soybeans kept hitting Emperor Jiaming.

Emperor Jiaming had no choice but to withdraw his venomous gaze, mana and fortune poured into the phantom of Daxuan Taizu, and the phantom of Taizu released a golden light, blocking the evil wind and rain from his body.

The pitch-black raindrops fell on the golden light, making a "sizzling" sound, constantly corroding the golden light, but at most it fell near the shadow of Taizu, and was directly evaporated by the golden light.

"die!"

At this moment, a dark golden light flashed, and He Ping'an's figure flashed out of the void, breaking through the endless golden light, and directly punched Emperor Jiaming's head.

Emperor Jiaming's heart trembled, and he was about to urge the emperor's body to protect him. At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"what!"

Emperor Jiaming let out a painful howl, put his head in his hands, his face was ferocious, and for a moment, it was too late to activate the emperor cauldron.

Seeing that He Pingan was about to smash Emperor Jiaming's head with a punch, the phantom of Taizu that had been covering Emperor Jiaming, the golden light flickered wildly, and suddenly appeared in front of Emperor Jiaming automatically, blocking the punch that he was determined to win. Above the phantom's chest.

"Automatic protector?"

He Pingan laughed lightly, but the fist strength in his hand did not decrease at all, instead he blasted out all his divine power.

"boom!"

On the front of the fist, a dark golden light flashed, and all the mighty punch blasted into Taizu's phantom.

Even though Taizu Xuying was blessed with the luck of the country and Emperor Jiaming's mana, he still couldn't bear such a terrifying force. Taizu Xuying let out a wail, and split inch by inch.

The Yinfeng and Poisonous Rain took the opportunity to break through the golden light and fell on the phantom of the Taizu. In an instant, the phantom of the Taizu was corroded by the Yinfeng and Poisonous Rain, and it turned into nothingness in an instant, completely annihilated.

Taizu phantom, broken!

At this time, Emperor Jiaming finally returned to normal. Seeing Taizu's phantom being shattered by He Pingan's punch, a trace of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Emperor Ding protected himself, turned around and fled.

"Where to escape!"

Seeing that Emperor Jiaming was about to flee, He Ping'an's figure flashed and immediately blocked his way.

"Three crazy Taoists, do you really want to be my enemy?"

When Emperor Jiaming saw He Pingan, he didn't give him the slightest chance, a look of madness flashed across his face, and there was a hint of threat in his tone.

"Emperor Jia Ming, do you still think you can live to this day?"

"Tyrannism harms the people, licentiousness and immorality, and prostitution to survive. The poor are doing justice for the sky today and eliminating harm for the people!"

He Pingan counted Emperor Jiaming's crimes in detail, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, completely ignoring Emperor Jiaming's threat.

At this time, Emperor Jiaming was just a battle between trapped beasts.

In my mind, Xia Enyuan whose family died tragically, Princess Yifang who was still in Liangzhou, Gu Jinke who almost died, and many innocent people who died
The dark golden light in his eyes flickered, and he looked at Emperor Jiaming.

I saw the evil spirit lingering above his head, and there were countless innocent souls mourning in it, but they were suppressed by his tyrannical mana, and they could not take revenge at all.

Without waiting for Emperor Jiaming to react, He Pingan disappeared in front of Emperor Jiaming's eyes in a flash.

"not good!"

A trace of fear flashed instinctively in Emperor Jiaming's heart, and the emperor's cauldron was running crazily, and golden divine splendor appeared, protecting his whole body in it.

"Humph!"

A cold snort quietly entered Emperor Jiaming's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he was prepared in his heart, the gap between the powers of the two sides' souls was huge, and the sea of ​​consciousness was suddenly cut into frightening cracks by the shining little sword of consciousness. The sea of ​​consciousness was like the end of the world, and a stormy wave was set off.

Immediately, Emperor Jiaming fell into a brief coma.

"boom!"

When Emperor Jiaming woke up, the fist edge shining with dark golden light had already come before his eyes.

No matter what to do at this time, it was already too late. With a thought in Emperor Jiaming's mind, the tripod turned and smashed wildly towards He Ping'an's forearm.

"boom!"

The emperor's cauldron hit He Ping'an's forearm, and endless light shone. The dark golden forearm was pulled by the terrifying force on the emperor's cauldron, and the fist deflected, blasting past Emperor Jiaming's right shoulder.

However, this powerful punch just brushed against his right shoulder lightly, and the violent power poured into his body immediately, smashing Emperor Jiaming's right side into pieces in an instant, his entire body Bloody and dilapidated.

The figure is like a kite with a broken string, falling downward.

"receive!"

At this moment, Emperor Jiaming's eyes flickered with madness, and [-]% of the country's luck reached its peak, and all of them merged into the emperor's cauldron. The lid of the cauldron opened automatically, and countless golden lights gushed out from the cauldron, forming countless golden threads. He pulled He Pingan into the emperor cauldron.

"Ah"

He Pingan chuckled, he was the most familiar with Xiao Ding's effect of attracting people and harvesting things.

Besides, Emperor Jiaming's cultivation was not as good as his own, so how could he be included in the emperor's cauldron.

He swayed lightly, his whole body burst into endless dark golden light, his feet stepped hard on the void, and as the void trembled wildly, his feet seemed to be rooted in the void, unshakable at all.

Countless golden threads were pulled, but they were blocked by the dark golden light on his body surface, and they couldn't get him into the tripod at all.

The two sides immediately formed a stalemate.

Emperor Jiaming's figure was still falling down like a meteor, and his mana poured into the tripod crazily. The golden light of the tripod flashed, and he wrestled frantically with He Pingan in the void, trying to get him into it.

"cut!"

At this moment, He Ping'an's mind moved, and a bloody electric light flew out of his hand, slashing towards Di Ding.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the emperor cauldron was slashed by the heavenly demon's blood-transforming sword, the body of the cauldron trembled, and the golden silk thread trembled slightly.

He Pingan saw the opportunity, and his figure suddenly turned into a dark golden light, which drew a strange arc and appeared directly on top of the tripod.

"boom!"

He Pingan punched out the tripod, hitting the body of the tripod, and the tripod, as if struck by lightning, could no longer hold on, fell from the air, and lost all its brilliance.

Emperor Jiaming was terrified, and with a thought, he wanted to take back the tripod.

"let me help you!"

At this moment, He Ping'an's big hand full of dark golden light directly held the entire Diding in his hand.

Then the Bajiu Xuangong was running wildly, and the infinite force shook the void, and the six huge dark gold arms flashed with light, and suddenly became thicker by a full circle.

"go with!"

With the sound of "Boom", the huge Emperor Ding was thrown out by six dark gold arms, and smashed towards Emperor Jia Ming at an astonishing speed.

Emperor Jiaming was immediately frightened out of his wits, and anyone could see that if the huge power contained on the emperor cauldron rubbed against him, his spirit and soul would definitely be wiped out.

"receive!"

"receive!"

"receive"

Emperor Jiaming used the little mana left to try to take back the emperor tripod, but at this time the emperor tripod had been suppressed by He Pingan's enormous power and was not under Emperor Jiaming's control at all.

Under his control, the speed was actually a little faster, like a huge mountain, crushing down towards Emperor Jia Ming.

"Emperor's Blood Escape!"

Seeing this scene, Emperor Jiaming didn't dare to hesitate any longer. Using his own blood as ink, he formed seals with both hands, which immediately turned into a bloody light and fled downwards.

Mana was exhausted and potential blood escape was exhausted. Anyone could see that Emperor Jiaming was at the end of his strength and had no chance of winning.

"Holy Majesty, you have actually lost!"

In the middle of the sky, Master Mingyu watched what happened above his head. Although he knew that Taoist Sanlun was extremely powerful, he did not expect Emperor Jiaming to be defeated so quickly.

Tang Wang Zhao Zhong's eyes flickered, and he said nothing, as if he had expected it long ago.

A group of dragon guard monks had different complexions at this time, and there was a faint intention to retreat in their hearts.

"Warrior Riding a Dragon really has unfathomable strength."

In the Hall of Eternal Life, Liu Ding stood beside the nine-turn longevity furnace, looking at Emperor Jia Ming who was falling from the sky and getting closer, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

With one hand slapping the waist, a blood-colored talisman quietly tore through the void and fled to the distance with an unparalleled speed.

Even if Xuanyang's protective formation was fully activated at this time, it could not be stopped at all. The blood-colored talisman blurred for a while, and then broke through the light of the protective formation and headed towards the south of Xuanyang.

In the middle of the sky, Emperor Jiaming's bloody light had just passed by Immortal Mingyu and other dragon guards.

Emperor Jiaming was overjoyed to see so many monks waiting three hundred miles in mid-air.

"Everyone, stop him for me!"

"When I break through the Human Sovereign, you will be rewarded a lot!"

A trace of excitement appeared on Emperor Jiaming's face, and his hoarse voice rang in the ears of all the monks.

He thought in his heart that these monks were all here to help him.

However, I felt a little strange in my heart, Master Mingyu was fine, why Liu Sheng, who had been hidden from the world, and Master Chongyang, came to help him.

"Ah"

He Pingan's sneer came down from Nine Heavens: "Idiot, you still haven't woken up at this point!"

"Look at these people in front of you, who else will listen to you?"

Hearing He Pingan's voice, Emperor Jiaming turned his head to look at Master Mingyu, and found that after he had spoken, all the monks looked silent and indifferent, and did not move.

It was as if he hadn't heard his order at all.

"I ordered you to step forward and stop him!"

Emperor Jiaming roared hysterically, he couldn't figure it out, other people would be fine, why Master Mingyu betrayed himself.

His voice was hoarse, spreading throughout Xuanyang City, but no monks were willing to help him stand in front of him.

"Partner!"

At this moment, a familiar figure flashed out of the corner of Emperor Jiaming's eyes. It was Huang Daban who had been with him all the time when he was in the hidden mansion.

It can be said that he is both a friend and a slave, and the deep relationship with him is beyond ordinary people.

(End of this chapter)