He stepped forward and walked towards the gate of the ancestral court, smiling: “But I firmly believe that one day Xu Tianzun will come back. He will return and continue along my path. He will compete with the emperor and collide with the supreme. Compete with the old monster above the nine heavens!”
When he came to the portal, his body suddenly walked forward into the portal, but his soul stayed behind.
“Xu Ying, don’t rush to kill me, first look at the wounds left by the Lord on my body.”
The clothes of his soul were removed, revealing the wounds on his body. They were the wounds left on his immortal soul by the magical power created by the emperor by combining the Purple Nether Sword and the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Extermination Immortal Formation.
Tianzun Yuanshen smiled and said: “Remember these injuries, don’t lose to the emperor again, the lineage of the ancestor gods cannot lose three times in a row.”
Xu Ying remained silent and carefully observed every injury on his immortal spirit. After a long time, he wrote down all the injuries.
He has the foundation of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon Breaking Art, and it is not difficult to figure out the mysteries and truths hidden in these Taoist injuries.
“Don’t worry, I will let you die quickly and without much pain.” Xu Ying said.
Tianzun Yuanshen put on his shirt, and the Yuanshen gave birth to a new body. He said coldly: “Don’t be so confident. You and I come from the same school, and you are my junior brother. Who among us will win is not yet certain. By the way.”
He turned his head and smiled: “In the future, don’t be like me.”
The Ancestral God watched Tianzun walk out of the Ancestral Court of Heavenly Dao. He knew that once Tianzun left, he was afraid that he would never come back.
But he didn’t say much, and said to Long Zhong: “Fellow Taoist, long time no see.”
Senior Brother Tian looked at the entrance of the ancestral court with a faint gaze.
Tianzun and Xu Ying have already walked out of this portal.
Outside the door, Xu Jing has been waiting outside the Tiandao Ancestral Court for a long time. Behind him are the other two true masters of Doubu, Qi Yuan, Liu Si, Dong Dou Four Palaces, West Dou Palaces, Fifth Palace, Thirty-six Tiangang, Seventy-two Earthly Evils, and 80,000 Four thousand immortal soldiers and immortal generals.
All the soldiers were arrayed in order, solemn and solemn, and ready to fight.
The flags of each palace are buzzing.
Xu Jing stood on the clouds, looked down, and said solemnly: “Rebel Xu Ying, today as one of the three true masters of Doubu, I am not here to capture you, but to capture the rebel Yuan Daohai. This is It’s a public case, not a personal vendetta.”
Xu Ying looked at Xu Jing, and Xu Jing’s eyes flashed with hatred.
Xu Ying’s memory of the Xujiaping murder case was sporadic and incomplete. He could only remember the huge fire, his tribesmen falling one by one in the light of the fire, and he could only remember those majestic bodies and ferocious faces.
He still remember