As soon as he said this, the face of the Void Taoist Ancestor suddenly became extremely ugly. However, his discomfort was not because of the attitude of the Sumeru Taoist Ancestor, but because the Sumeru Taoist Ancestor broke his only hope.

"What should we do?"

The phantoms of the ancient Taoist ancestors who were originally standing in the void suddenly moved. The pagoda, which was originally only half, was unknown what magic power the original owner had used, but in just a moment, it became complete again.

The pagoda is thirteen levels high. The moment it is sacrificed, it is even more like a trend of destroying the sky and the Ancestor of the Void is pressing down.

The rolling mysterious and yellow aura was like giant dragons, surrounding the Void Taoist Ancestor in the middle.

Although the Ancestor of Void Dao was not confident enough, he was the Ancestor of Dao after all. Facing the Xuanhuang Pagoda, he immediately opened his mouth and spit out a lotus.

This lotus is the most treasure refined by the ancestor of the Void Dao, and nothing can be broken.

However, the moment the lotus and the pagoda compressed under the void collided, the mysterious and yellow aura of the pagoda directly stirred the lotus into pieces.

"How could my power of the Great Way be so weak?"

The destruction of the heavenly way is still continuing. The originally gentle wind and rain have become extremely violent at this time.

Under this violent storm, the power of Yuan Wudaozu and others was flying down, because the great way of heaven under their control was collapsing at this time.

Although they still madly activated their magic power to destroy the Taoist ancestors evolved from the great Dao, as their magic power weakened, Yuan Wudaozu and others felt like they were like candles in the wind and rain.

Maybe in an instant, they will be buried in the storm that evolved from the way of heaven.

Fang Ling was fighting against a Taoist ancestor holding a giant sword at this time. Although this Taoist ancestor had no spiritual consciousness, there were countless earth, water, wind and fire that were born from the giant sword when his sword swung.

Fortunately, the lotus spit out from Fang Ling's mouth protected him. No matter how the earth, water, wind and fire spread, it was still difficult to move him.

The collapse of the great Dao and the decline of other Dao ancestors had no effect on Fang Ling at this moment. At a glance at the flaws of the ancient Dao ancestor of the giant sword, Fang Ling would directly attack a few punches.

The attacks of these few punches made the body of the ancient swordsman ancestor dim seven points at once. Fang Ling estimated that as long as he used a hundred moves, he could directly wipe out the ancient swordsman ancestor.

But just as he was about to smash the ancient sword Taoist ancestor into pieces with one punch, he saw the Taoist ancestor who activated the ancient tripod, urging the ancient tripod to generate a piece of Taichu purple aura, and he wanted to directly put the Yuan Wudao Ancestor into the tripod.

Although Yuan Wudaozu tried his best to activate his magic power, the stars were now falling, and his starry path was only one or two. How could he resist the purple aura of the Hongmeng Taichu?

For this elder brother who has always been deeply in love with him, Fang Ling naturally could not allow him to be absorbed into the mysterious ancient tripod, so Fang Ling rose into the air and rushed to the front of Yuan Wudaozu in an instant.

Three clear energy gathered into Fang Ling's hand and swept towards the ancient cauldron. The ancient giant cauldron immediately dissipated in the void.

"Brother, you have some rest first, and leave it to me." Fang Ling smiled at Yuan Wudaozu and said solemnly.

Yuan Wudaozu looked at Fang Ling, whose magic power seemed to be not restricted, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

He said solemnly: "Second brother, your magic power is not in these three thousand great ways, you can quickly leave. Maybe you can escape this great disaster."

Yuan Wudaozu's voice was very low, as if he was afraid that others would hear it. Fang Ling looked at the solemn Yuan Wudaozu, pondered for a moment, and shook his head heavily.

"Second brother, you must not miss the opportunity, you will never come again. You cannot act irresponsibly." Yuan Wudaozu's voice was anxious.

"Brother, in this world, there are people I love, people I cherish, and people I cannot abandon. If I leave them, even if I live forever, what's the use!"

Fang Ling's voice was dull, as if he was narrating the most common thing, but listening to Fang Ling's words, Yuan Wudaozu's expression left a little more seriousness.

He could sense Fang Ling's sincerity. Although he hoped that Fang Ling could escape, he had to admit that Fang Ling was very reasonable.

What's the joy of being alone in life?

Why not be afraid of death for the person you like?

Just as the two of them were talking, a roar came from the void. Amid this roar, Ziqing Daozu was knocked to the ground heavily.

Although Fang Ling disliked Ziqing Daozu very much, he still waved his hand and used a green cloud to support Ziqing Daozu.

The reason why the Taoist ancestor Ziqing was saved was not because they were fighting together now, but because of the proverb that the eight Taoist ancestors would be destroyed.

He didn't know why, but he felt that there must be something in it that makes the huge way of heaven feel scared.

Just as Fang Ling was about to rise up in the air and attack the shadows of several ancient Taoist ancestors, countless powers of faith came from his mind.

"True Daodaozun helps, the compassionate Zhendaozun, please save our family!"

"Zhendaodaozun, we have been offering sacrifices to you and ask you to save our children."

"Wuliang Zhendaodao Zun, help me! Your disciple will worship you all your life, and you cannot watch your disciple die under natural disasters!"

The vast power of faith, at this moment, surged into the sea and rushed into Fang Ling's heart madly. These powers of faith were extremely pure and huge, just like the beliefs of half of the entire Yuanwu Lord's world, poured into Fang Ling's mind at this moment.

Originally, after relying on the three clear energy and becoming the Taoist ancestor, Fang Ling no longer cared too much about the power of faith.

The Taoist ancestor was omnipotent. Although the power of faith was quite mysterious, it was just a little more than adding a little weight to Fang Ling's cultivation.

However, just when he didn't care about the power of faith, his management over the years, the propaganda of the true Taoism that had already covered the entire Yuanwu Lord's world finally played a huge role when the world was about to subvert.

Fang Ling could not imagine this effect, but he gave Fang Ling an infinite surprise.

The six-inch golden body that was originally hidden in his heart rushed out of his body. The six-inch golden body opened its mouth and sucked it. The infinite sea of ​​faith gathered the twenty-four small worlds on the sea of ​​faith, and even the innate Yuanling that healed in the twenty-four small worlds were swallowed into the belly by the six-inch golden body.

A faint, golden aperture appeared on the head of the six-meter-long golden body.

This golden aperture is also a great way, a great way no longer among the three thousand great ways.

With the emergence of this avenue, Fang Ling, who showed a golden body of six feet tall, walked into the void.

He stood beside Fang Ling's body, and his voice also said in a loud bell: "Senior Brother, I'll help you."

As soon as I agreed, a bowl flew out of the golden aperture and fell directly towards dozens of ancient Taoist ancestors. (To be continued.)
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