Miluo's mixed blood demon energy burst out and jumped up. The blood light of the Red Blood Demon Sword merged with the black flame, forming a spiral light blade and rushed upwards.

The real man Yufeng stretched out his hand, and a talisman seal appeared on his white palm, which turned into a big hand and pressed it down again, blocking Miluo's sword and stabbing him directly.

The tip of the knife hits the palm of the palm, and the black flame and blood magic power hit the palm of the palm.

Old Bai flew to the side of Yufeng Zhenren, shook his wrist, stabbed out the long sword in his hand, and spots of light appeared in the sky, shooting out the sword light to attack Yufeng in a concentrated manner.

"Marriage skills have reached its peak, and I haven't encountered such an opponent for a long time." Yu Feng Zhenren pointed air at a glance, and a circle of ripples appeared in the space touched by his fingers, forming a water egg to wrap himself.

Countless sword lights hit the water eggs, bursting out ripples, just like the water surface under heavy rain, but they could not hurt the Yufeng Zhenren inside.

Zhou An watched the three of them fighting, and Miluo and Bai Lao's attacks were already very strong, especially Miluo, who gathered blood magic power and black flames, and the power should be the greatest attack that monks in the innate realm can exert.

The ability of Yufeng Zhenren to take on this easily is to understand the magic, such as the true meaning of Xuanbing that he has comprehended. The difference between before and after he comprehended is very obvious.

Although the same cultivation level is no longer at the same level.

The true man Yufeng now has realized the true meaning of water to achieve this effect. If you talk about cultivation, Yufeng should be at most stronger than Miluo, and there is no possibility of such a big gap.

After all, they are all innate realms. There is no huge gap in blood, physique, and skills. They all reach the extreme, and there will be no big gap in cultivation.

Of course, Miluo just learned the Red Blood Sutra. If Miluo fully comprehended the Red Blood Sutra, plus his current realm and magic treasure, even if he was not as good as Yufeng, he would not be much worse.

"Yufeng Zhenren, others joined this war in order to avoid the ninth level of heavenly tribulation. You have already reached the realm of innate Great Perfection, so why do you still have to intervene in the war between countries?"

Zhou An asked directly, saying that he was disdainful of lying about the level of Yufeng Zhenren. As long as it did not affect his layout, he would usually tell the situation, and of course he would not answer more often.

True Man Yufeng lay on the cloud bed, ignoring the attacks of the two people, and said with a smile: "Of course, come for you."

Seeing Zhou An's surprised expression, Yufeng Zhenren continued: "After Xiao Wu became your subordinate, I paid attention to you. It didn't take long, but your improvement speed was too fast, which was abnormal. Even during the War of All Races, those races with natural powerful bloodlines were far less rapid than your improvement speed.

This made me curious. Can you tell me how you did it? And, who are you?"

Zhou An frowned, and Yufeng Zhenren smiled and said, "It seems that he still needs to force you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and eighteen formation patterns appeared in the sky, and eighteen divine pillars fell down.

Miluo, who was attacking, flew away in blood, and his giant palm rushed towards Zhou An, and there were cracks in his palm.

Old Bai Ye's figure shook back, and the eighteen divine pillars fell down. Otherwise, they would be trapped and they would be unpredictable to live or die.

Seeing the giant palm rushing, Zhou An raised his hand, and a golden palm appeared. He stretched out his index finger to point the flying palm. When the two divine hands collided, the palm of Yufeng Zhenren was penetrated, and then burst into spiritual energy and dispersed.

Zhou An's golden big hand had broken fingers, but his palm was still there.

Master Yufeng was surprised, sat up from the cloud bed and began to get serious.

"Design the formation."

Zhou An shouted lightly, Hua Wuyue, Miluo, Rosa, Bai Lao, Hei Tian, ​​Qing Ling, A Jiu, and the eight people in colorful clothes turned into streaming light. The light and shadow flashed, and the eight people surrounded Yufeng Zhenren, released the magic tricks at the same time, and eight large cauldrons appeared above their heads.

I saw the eight tripods rushing into eight colors of light columns, each of which was a kind of divine fire in the world. After rushing into the sky, it formed an eight-color array diagram, emitting a unique pressure from the ancient prehistoric period.

Yufeng's face changed, he stood up directly from the cloud bed, made seals with both hands, and shouted: "Get up."

The Eighteen Heavenly Divine Pillar began to grow bigger, and magic seals appeared on it.

At this time, the eight-colored flame magic array in the sky rushed down the flame light column and collided with the rising Eighteen Heavenly God Pillar.

A shocking sound immediately broke out, and even the shocking sound of Kyoto, which was more than ten kilometers away, was affected by the shock. Many objects were shocked and dropped, and some dangerous buildings even collapsed directly.

In the military camp here, a total of more than three million troops were under the aftermath of the energy aftermath of the Eight Desolate Divine Fire formed by the collision of two forces. It was like a nuclear bomb exploded, and the fire waves spread, with only the sound of the earth cracking, the mountains cracking, and the woods burning.

Even the three million troops were like ants under such power, without any effect. In less than five seconds, 70% of the military camp was transformed into scorched earth without any corpses, just a huge charred pit.

The remaining soldiers within 30% of the area were swept away by the explosion of shock waves, and I wonder how many people could survive.

The soldiers on the edge of the military camp witnessed all this happening. They just looked up at the fight between gods in the sky, lamenting the power of these immortals. This time, this trip is worth it, and they can brag with their friends and family when they go back.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the barracks were almost gone, and the joint army disappeared. I suddenly felt an irresistible force rushing towards me, and then I flew up and my consciousness also lost.

The Ten Thousand Demon King and Cang Ming, who were fighting in the air, were shocked by this force. Both of them stopped fighting and flew over to their own place.

Seeing the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Array and the Eighteen Heavenly Divine Pillar confrontation, the two top immortal-level formations in the world are shattering the world.

The eyes of Cangming were full of shock. With the help of Master Yufeng, he always thought that this time he was just coming to visit the venue and collecting some benefits.

Who would have thought that a secular emperor would have such terrifying power?

Any large formation can instantly turn itself into ashes, and I am afraid that the soul will find it difficult to escape.

The Ten Thousand Demon King was also shocked. He knew that when Zhou An handed over this to Hei Tian and others, he was also present. However, he did not expect that the power of the Eight Desolate Divine Fire Array could actually fight against the Eighteen Heavenly Shrimp Pillar.

The true man Yufeng suddenly changed his expression and looked at Zhou An and said loudly: "Do you know the role of the Tendering God Platform?"

"Let me tell me." Zhou An knew that Yufeng's real talent was in an equal dialogue with him now.

"The sacrifice formation created by the gods back then, absorbing the souls of cultivators and refining them can make themselves cultivate into a divine body, thus living forever. After all, the path of immortality is vague, and it is too difficult to step into the path of immortality.

The battle between all races is actually the purpose of the Forbidden God Platform. All races want a divine body and can achieve immortality. Therefore, the older generations of all races have acquiesced to the establishment of the Forbidden God Platform, and they all want to practice the Divine Body themselves.

This time it is a good opportunity. Fellow Taoist is an emperor and can just use this to start the Battle of the Gods. At that time, we can all achieve the throne of Gods." said Yufeng Zhenren.

Zhou An suddenly figured it out that the Fengshen Platform was not the Fengshen List on Earth. He was influenced by the earth's culture and automatically thought of going there.

The real purpose of the Jitian Sect Master is to make such a big plan to cultivate himself into a divine body, and all he wants is to fight among the cultivators in the world.

And if he succeeds, someone must have acquiesced behind his back. Otherwise, if he did such a big thing, how could no one deal with him?

Or if a powerful person secretly helped him become the leader of the Jitian Sect today, otherwise, if an ordinary scholar had no plug-in, how could he have reached this point in just a few decades?

"So this time the monk said that after death, the soul of the soul entered the Venerable God Platform and could reunite the divine body, but you were just lying to them." Zhou An said.

"If you don't say that, how many monks in the world are willing to intervene in the dynasty dispute. How about it? Fellow Taoists are willing to join us. As long as you cooperate, you will have a share of the god position. We will lobby everywhere to let more monks attack you.

And you can recruit other monks to join the dynasty, and it will not end the battle to enthrone the gods until we all condense the body of the gods. Not only will you enjoy the imperial power forever, but you can also get the immortality that countless people have dreamed of."
Chapter completed!