Start with a hero

Chapter 622

Looking at the 'Chen Nan' who came to kill him, a ruthless look flashed in Taishang Laojun's eyes, and with a movement in his heart, the Hunyuan Yiqi Taiqing Rune appeared in his hand, and then he threw all the purple gold gourds in his hand at Li Yizhi.

"Explode! Explode!"

Taishang Laojun shouted loudly, he actually wanted to blew himself up on two top-grade innate spirit treasures.

Li Yizhi was startled, and he quickly retreated back. You must know that the destructive power erupted by the self-explosion of these two top-quality innate spirit treasures is definitely not inferior to that of a late quasi-sage strongman self-explosion.

Rumble!
The Taiqing talisman and the purple-gold gourd exploded, and two destructive energies impacted all directions, like two supernovae erupting, emitting endless light and heat, brightening the entire starry sky.

The Zhou Tian Xingdou formation was shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Taishang Laojun hurriedly seized the opportunity, he fought hard, and finally forcibly broke through the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, opened a space crack, and then got out without looking back, extremely decisive.

Li Yizhi's eyes were gloomy, and he didn't expect the Taishang Laojun to be so decisive. If something went wrong, he resolutely blew up two top-grade innate spirit treasures, which required great decisiveness.

As the Taishang Laojun fled, Amitabha and Bodhi Patriarch also panicked.

Especially Patriarch Bodhi, under the attack of Li Yizhi's present body, his physical body has been broken countless times. Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun being killed, he may not escape this bad luck in the future.

Thinking of this, Patriarch Bodhi also became crazy and had the will to die.

He is not as rich as Taishang Laojun, and he can blew himself up with two top-quality innate spirit treasures to survive.

He had to blew himself up to find a way out for his senior brother.

"Brother, let's go!"

Patriarch Bodhi roared mournfully. He ignored Li Yizhi's attack and rushed towards Emperor Yu, then blew himself up violently.

Rumble!
The self-destruction of the peak quasi-sage was so powerful that the endless galaxy collapsed, and then with a crackling sound, the Zhoutian star formation began to collapse.

"Senior brother!"

Amitabha roared mournfully, and two lines of tears could not help but flow from his eyes.

Their brothers and sisters are truly brothers, they have supported each other for tens of millions of years, there is almost no embarrassment between them, and they are even willing to die for each other.

"Li Yizhi, one day, my bones will be turned into ashes, and I will never be reborn!"

Amitabha raised his head to the sky and roared fiercely. He became mad with hatred, and finally ran away with tears.

With the collapse of the Zhou Tian Xingdou formation, Zu Long and the others were also overjoyed. They fled outwards desperately, not even paying attention to the attacks of the Five Emperors and the others, as if they were cutting their tails to survive.

The saint fell, and the heaven and the earth mourned together again.

The blood rain that hadn't stopped intensified again, as if a hole had been pierced in the sky, and a more desolate atmosphere suddenly hit the hearts of all beings.

Everyone has a feeling in their hearts, knowing that another saint has fallen.

And quasi-sages like Haotian cast their eyes on Shenwumen one after another. They saw the space suddenly explode, like a big bang in the universe, and endless blood mist erupted out.

In this endless blood mist, Zulong, Luohu and others fled outward one after another, like bereaved dogs.

"how can that be!"

Haotian and the others were horrified. They should have set up a killing array against Li Yizhi, but why did it turn out to be the opposite.

Now that the two saints have fallen, and Zulong Luohu and others have fled desperately, who else will be Li Yizhi's opponent in this wilderness, and how should their religions and heaven deal with themselves?
Zulong, Luohu and others wanted to escape, but the Five Emperors and others couldn't stop them at all.

Li Yizhi could only sigh secretly, if it was the full version of Zhou Tian Xingdou Great Formation, then he would be able to wipe out Taishang Laojun and others this time.

Although it is a bit regrettable, the goal is barely achieved.

Yuanshi Tianzun was killed, Bodhi Patriarch blew himself up, and Zulong and others were seriously injured. This alliance of saints was completely defeated. They want to reorganize without hundreds or thousands of years, absolutely impossible.

"Ha ha!"

Patriarch Minghe laughed heartily, he jumped directly into the blood mist, and then absorbed it heartily.

This is what the ancestor Bodhi left behind after he blew himself up. It is definitely a great tonic for the ancestor Minghe, which can greatly improve his cultivation and strengthen his background.

Patriarch Qiankun frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable with this approach.

But he still didn't say it in the end, because strictly speaking, the ancestor of Styx belonged to the magic way and was born in the sea of ​​blood. The other party absorbed blood to cultivate, just like ordinary monks absorb spiritual energy to cultivate.

Li Yizhi secretly regretted that a peak quasi-sage Dao fruit was wasted like this.

He came to Di Yu and asked with concern: "Senior, are you okay?"

Di Yu's face was a little pale, and he said rather embarrassedly: "It's okay, I just got a little bit of injury, and I'll be fine after some time of recuperation. By the way, what are you going to do next, do you need to take advantage of the victory to pursue and occupy the human world?"

When Di Hao and the others heard the words, they all looked at Li Yizhi.

Li Yizhi shook his head, and he said calmly: "Pursue the victory, naturally it is the pursuit of the victory, but I only intend to pull out the dojo of the three religions of Ren Chan Buddhism in the human world and plunder resources. As for the human world, although we can occupy it at present, we can't control it." It's hard to hold on, because the saint's real body doesn't know when he will return."

Whether it is Yuxu Palace, Bajing Palace, or Western Lingshan, they are all ashrams that have been run by the saints for millions of years. I am afraid that there are many good things, and Li Yizhi naturally cannot miss them.

As for occupying the human world, or even the fairy world, their current strength is sufficient, but they may not be able to hold it.

Once the saint returns early, all his hard work will be reduced to ashes.

Dihao agreed: "You are right. Although we have won this battle, we are still far from being opponents in the face of the saint's real body. We still need more strength."

Li Yizhi nodded, and said: "In that case, please ask the three seniors to pull out the saint dojo where people explain the three religions of Buddhism, and I will lead a billion heavenly soldiers and generals to directly clean up the sects where people explain the three religions of Buddhism. Get rid of their morality."

"Okay! Without further ado, let's go!"

The five emperors nodded, turned and left one after another.

Li Yizhi turned his head to look at Patriarch Qiankun, clasped his hands and said with a smile, "If the witches are interested, they can enter Xiniu Hezhou. Amitabha, who has become a dog of mourning, would not dare to appear at all."

Patriarch Qiankun's heart moved, but he didn't agree directly, but said: "I need to go back to discuss this matter with the ancestor witches first, so I will leave first."

As soon as the words fell, he stepped out and disappeared in place.

In fact, Patriarch Qiankun also knew that Li Yizhi had no good intentions. He wanted to lure the Wu clan into the water so that he could fight against the saints in the future.

But the Wu clan is not afraid at all, anyway, they are also saints behind them, as long as they don't kill them all.

Li Yizhi smiled slightly, and he turned his head to look at Patriarch Minghe again. The other party was in the blood mist, like a black hole, devouring the blood mist crazily.

Those patches of blood mist have turned into waves of blood, frantically blending into Patriarch Styx's body, causing the opponent's aura to continuously rise.

(End of this chapter)