Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta appeared, and infinite light flowed, as if it turned into boundless white flames, purifying everything in the world.

Even the most fierce and fierce thunder gradually melted by the white flames.

The Great Emperor of Antarctica stood on the thunder cart and poked his hand.

A ball of lightning like chaos fell into the infinite light and then exploded.

The magnificent power, as if Hongmeng had opened up, forcibly tore the endless glory throughout the universe.

Yuanshi Ancestral Thunder.

Among the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, the number one thunder method!

When the thunder exploded, the light that illuminated the ten directions of the world around the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta still existed, but it fell all over and was not a whole for the time being.

Although the light is in a tendency to reconnect, the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng has already shown his means.

Another thunder in the void reappeared, still like a bubble made of lightning, making a "sizzling" sound.

But this Tai Void Thunder did not expand, but contracted and collapsed toward the center.

Suddenly, the powerful suction force swallowed the surrounding light and gathered in large quantities towards the collapsed center of itself, like a dark cage, imprisoning the light.

Lotus grew step by step under the feet of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, and his body instantly came to the thunder ball transformed by the thunder in the sky, and then gently tapped it with one finger.

The dark cage suddenly shattered, and the light reappeared on earth, infinite and endless.

At the same time, the Nine-Headed Worm waved the crescent shovel and cut a gap into the thin thunder light curtain that enveloped the man.

But before he could take the next move, he didn't mind that Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta broke the thunder dark cage and liberated the light. The Emperor of Antarctic Eternal Life slapped the thunder cart under his feet with his palm!

The thunder car disintegrated and shattered, and lightning flashed around and slid down, and then reinforced the broken thunder light curtain.

In just a moment, the thunder light curtain healed again, blocking the middle man.

"Let's see how many times you can make up for it." The Nine-Headed Worm didn't care and continued to attack. The Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta also showed the infinite light and treasures, shining on the world and breaking the light of lightning.

The Emperor of Antarctic Changsheng was powerful in tactics, fighting against two with one, and still maintaining the light curtain transformed by the thunder in the universe, covering the universe.

However, his opponents are all powerful. Even if the Antarctic Emperor can protect himself in a short period of time, the thunder curtain will only last for a moment.

This is still the case without the Dao Ancestor taking action. If the Dao Ancestor moves when he hears the news, the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng will immediately try to escape and retreat to the void and hide.

When the Antarctic Emperor Changsheng confronted the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and the Nine-headed Worm, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord on the other side was also ready to move.

He stared at Yan Zhaoge and his son with cold eyes.

When he attacked Biyoutian, he suffered some loss and watched the descendants of Shangqing leave safely.

He himself even lost his supernatural powers because of Feng Yunsheng's Dharma-Ending Sword.

After nearly a hundred years of hard cultivation, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord finally recovered a little bit of his vitality. At this moment, when he saw Yan Zhaoge and his group, his enemies were even more jealous.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord asked himself that except Feng Yunsheng, who practiced Luo Yuan Duan Mie, and Shangqing Tianjun, who practiced the Mixed Demon Yuan Sutra, he was not afraid of any opponents in the same realm.

Although Yan Zhaoge and his son are famous now, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord is not worried.

He has extraordinary talents and great powers. Even many powerful people at the Daluo level cannot do anything to him. He just felt that it was the time to take revenge.

Even if you cannot kill the enemy yourself, delay more time. When the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta and the Nine-Headed Great Saint break the secret technique of the Antarctic Emperor, a large amount of reinforcements will arrive soon.

So the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was not polite and strode forward.

"Shaotianzun? The Heavenly Lord? What a great name, have you asked me if I have?"

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord shouted, drew his sword out of the sheath, and the dark yellow sword energy seemed to be like a river to look across the universe, slashing towards Yan Zhaoge and his son.

Yan Dijing stood still, stretched out his right hand, held it in the air, as if holding the hilt of a long knife, and then drew the knife from the void.

A series of thunders were endless, and a long purple light sword formed entirely from thunder appeared in Yan Di's hands.

Then, the long sword was raised above the head and fell down like the sky collapsed!

The fierce and fierce sword lights intersected in mid-air with the dark yellow sword energy.

The sword light rolled forward, as if it cut off the long river of the sky and cut off the sword energy!

"Little Thief!" The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was shocked, his sword energy was radiant, and the dark light in the sky was gathered into a beam. He ignored Yan Zhaoge and Gao Han and focused on attacking Yan Di.

Yan Diran was fearless and stepped forward, oppressing the attack of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord back with a stronger and more domineering attitude.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord was secretly angry: "In just a few hundred years, how could the Three Qingshu have produced so many troublesome people!"

He restrained his anger, his eyes became cold, and his contempt was gone.

As he set out his sword again, light began to gather above his head.

After the light gathered, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord's demon aura surged, and his strength suddenly made people look at him with admiration.

However, Yan Di, opposite him, had a long roar, and there was a light above his head.

As soon as the light on the top condensed, Yan Di's sword force continued to grow. He still cut open the sword energy of the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord with one knife, and almost chopped off the arm holding the sword.

The Hundred Eyes Demon Lord snorted coldly, and his head gathered in his double radiance, and his energy and spirit reached the peak of his current realm.

He had no reservation at this moment, and suddenly untied his belt and took off his soap robe.

After stripping off the clothes, the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord raised his hands together, and there were a thousand eyes under the two sides, and at this time they burst out with golden light of yellow fog.

The yellow fog is shining like a gust of clouds under both sides; the bright golden light is like setting fire in thousands of eyes.

The light and mist were everywhere, covering Yan Di, and the surrounding time and space seemed to be fixed, so Yan Di could not move.

However, Yan Di glanced at him coldly and said sneeringly: "My father and son's name, do you need to ask you?"

A shiny light above his head, and a purple light knife was raised high and stood above his head.

Then it was slashed down with one knife!

The Creation Sword will be destroyed in an instant!

Even though the Hundred Eyes Demon Lord was extremely powerful innately talented, the monsoon fog was also waving under the Yan Di sword.

Although the yellow fog is constantly replenishing, as if it is endless, it is still constantly shattering and shattering.

The forces of both sides seem to be in a stalemate.

However, Yan Di's hand holding the knife was as stable as ever, and it was decreasing little by little at a speed that was difficult for mortals to detect with their naked eyes!

The terrifying and domineering blade is also descending little by little.

Becoming closer and closer to the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord!

When he faced Yan Di's sword front, he seemed to be able to clearly feel the coldness and heat of the long sword transformed by the thunder.

Perhaps the speed is extremely slow, and I don’t know when it will take to reach the final destination.

But this process seems to be difficult to stop, difficult to reverse, cannot be changed, cannot be violated.

The Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord did his best to do everything he could, but he tried to make that last moment arrive later.

But what should come will come eventually!
Chapter completed!