Chapter 309 Explosive Killing of Yin and Yang
what! ! !
Heart-wrenching screams came from among the countless blood-stained particles.

Time goes back, blood drips and everyone is reborn, and they begin to converge towards the same location.

"Yin Yang, this is the final blow!"

Futu's eyes were indifferent, and his majestic voice resounded through the chaos, like the announcement of the god of death.

The infinite and diverse universe within the body, and every tiny particle of the sacred body.

At the same time, the magnificent power of the world is emanating, flowing through the limbs and bones and continuously into the arms.

The overwhelming aura swept in all directions, causing the surrounding chaos to stir up huge waves.

With both arms holding the Hengyuan battle axe high, his strength was increasing madly.

When he reached the peak, he swung the Hengyuan battle axe down without hesitation.

Rumble!
The dazzling axe blade swept through the chaos, and all the energy particles were instantly split into two.

Its momentum did not weaken in the slightest, and it swept forward with invincibility.

Just as the Yin-Yang Patriarch had condensed half of his body, the axe light that could destroy everything suddenly came.

"No, no, no, how could the ancestor perish?"

The Yin-Yang Patriarch felt his scalp tingling and his entire body running cold, unable to accept this reality.

He was struggling, he was resisting, trying his best to break free from the suppression of Tianmen.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the coverage of Tianmen and could only watch the axe light getting closer and closer!

In an instant, time slowed down incredibly, and the Yin-Yang Patriarch couldn't help but recall the past.

Demons were born and fought each other, and were finally taken away by Pangu's axe.

Various scenes appeared before his eyes, and the corner of his eyes was also scanning the two battlefields beside him.

Yang Mei is still fighting with Zhulong, and no one knows when it will end.

Hongjun looked even more miserable. He was surrounded by the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and could not escape.

The Yin-Yang Patriarch knew that his death was approaching and no matter how hard he struggled, he would not survive.

Even if everything is burned, it cannot change the ending of falling, the fate is already determined!

In this case, the Yin-Yang Patriarch decided to face death calmly, but he was not willing to die easily.

If after his death, all the spoils were taken away by Fu Tu, the Yin Yang Patriarch would not be able to accept it.

Instead of helping others, it is better to help old friends you have known for many years.

After realizing this, the Yin-Yang Patriarch used the last of his strength to remotely call upon the Tai Chi diagram.

"Go, help Hongjun solve his difficulties and let him avenge me!"

The dazzling axe light that could destroy everything passed through his body mercilessly.

The indestructible bodies of gods and demons were wiped out, and the eternal blood of gods and demons also disappeared without a trace.

The original spirit turned into nothingness on the spot, and the soul flew away in the blink of an eye!

The unrivaled axe light continued to gallop behind the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

All the particles split into two, and a vast and boundless new world emerged.

And because there was nothing to support them, the vast sky and the eternal earth gradually overlapped together.

The rumbling sound swept in all directions, as if seeing off the Yin-Yang Ancestor.

The fluctuations at the center of the explosion gradually disappeared, finally revealing the situation inside.

A fragmentary ray of innate immortal spiritual light quietly floats in the chaos.

"Finally fallen!"

“You’re really capable!”

Fu Tu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, his voice full of emotion, and walked towards Lingguang.

With majestic force, he tore through the chaos and caught the broken innate immortal spiritual light in his palm.

The scene of the Yin-Yang Patriarch's death was also seen by several other people.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yang!"

A hint of sadness flashed across Yang Mei's eyes, and he immediately realized that one of the old faces was missing.

Even though the relationship between the two parties is not as close as that of brothers.

That was a little better than the relationship with ordinary people, but now he died tragically in front of me.

This made the Yangmei Patriarch feel even more lonely, and at the same time, a deep hatred emerged. He stared at Fu Tu with cold eyes, without any emotion, as if he was looking at a dead person.

But Zhulong was still in front of him, so Patriarch Yangmei had no choice but to fight him first.

The power climbed to another level, and the laws continued to spread around.

There was no longer any equal momentum, and he was suppressing Zhulong like an explosion.

But Zhulong is no longer the same as before, with countless Zhulongs from countless timelines in his body.

Crazy transformation of chaotic airflow, turning it into pure innate spiritual energy.

In terms of endurance, Zhulong can be said to be fearless to anyone.

Even though Yangmei was fighting like mad, he did not show any weakness.

Instead, it becomes more crazy, making the battle between the two full of uncertainty.

On the other side, Patriarch Hongjun was enveloped by the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

I can’t see the outside world clearly, but I can still sense it.

"Someone died. Who was it?"

Patriarch Hongjun tried to deduce the secrets of heaven, but was blocked by the evil spirit and hostility around him.

boom!
One side is a Tai Chi diagram with chaotic yin and yang colors, showing the image of the infinite Great Dao.

He actually blasted open a corner of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and squeezed in from the outside with great force.

Tens of thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors instantly dispelled the world-destroying scene inside the formation.

The "prophecy of the great road" surrounds it outside the picture, and the "talisman of heaven" looms inside the picture.

The five-colored light illuminates the mountains, rivers and earth, and the nine-colored auspicious energy shocks the heavens and the world.

Following the mysterious induction, he headed straight towards the real body of Ancestor Hongjun.

In an instant, the last words of the Yin-Yang Patriarch were sensed by the Hongjun Patriarch.

Looking at the Tai Chi diagram that keeps buzzing in my hand and the last words echoing in my mind.

Patriarch Hongjun looked incredulous, and his words seemed to be stuck due to the huge surprise:

"Here it is... for me!"

At this moment, the grand prize fell from the sky, which made Patriarch Hongjun extremely surprised.

After years of hard planning, he still hasn't been able to get the treasure map from the Yin-Yang Patriarch.

And at the moment before the other party's death, the good impression maintained for many years finally took effect.

The Tai Chi diagram that keeps buzzing in the hand is the reward for maintaining friendly relations for tens of billions of years.

At this moment, Patriarch Hongjun had a complicated expression and mixed feelings in his heart.

A deep sense of guilt surged into his heart, causing Patriarch Hongjun to be stunned.

Even though the Zhuxian Sword was slashing at the outside, he just subconsciously used more than two thousand spiritual treasures to protect himself.

He did not take any action, just silently looked at the Tai Chi diagram.

Luohou, who was standing outside the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, could not accept the scene before him.

"Has Hongjun been blessed by God?"

"More than two thousand innate spiritual treasures, plus three innate supreme treasures, are already a lot, and yet they gave me another innate supreme treasure."

"God is really blind. When this war is over, I will poke Him blind!"

The Demon Ancestor Luohu's facial features were distorted, he was so jealous that he was unrecognizable, and his hands were clenched tightly together.

Endless sorrow surged into my heart, accompanied by deep hatred.

At the same time, Futu finally realized the problem and also felt jealous:
"Yin Yang, you are really blind."

"Ancestor Hongjun is not a good person. How could you give it to him?"

Thinking of this, Fu Tu's gaze became more and more strange, and was filled with strong malice.

It was as if he had penetrated the Zhu Xian Sword Formation and saw Hongjun accepting the gift inside.

After millions of years of fierce fighting, the important spoils just flew away. Who could accept this?

Fu Tu wanted to kill Hong Jun, and just as he was about to go over to support him, a flash of inspiration appeared.

(End of this chapter)