Chapter 827

A sharp and ear-piercing sound erupted, as if something was scraping the void, tearing the barrier and collapsing the world between the gaps.

The divine man whose skin was pale golden and was much larger than Golden Turtle Island had muscles all over his body. Endless power gushed out, forcibly uprooting the heavy and vast dojo of the Heavenly Lord in the past. He was like the Pangu Giant who created the world in some myths.

The Restrictive Spell shone and overlapped layer by layer like an anchor, hooking the surrounding heaven and earth. It was rooted in the mist, but in the face of the irresistible majestic power, it was pulled out of shape and collapsed one after another. Rays of light turned into drizzles, but the resulting backlash was unable to shake the pale gold and left a scar.

Yuan Hong used the white hair as his doppelgangers, and the response of the Restrictive Spell Cardinals was not bad. It was the derivation of a formation made by one person. Combined with the layout of Golden Turtle Island itself, it looked as if it was impregnable. However, doppelgangers were doppelgangers after all. They did not have independent consciousness, independent spirit, and independent heart. When they encountered the Unique and Righteous Spirit that was directed at their heart, they immediately lost their leader and were at a loss of what to do. They instantly understood their own identity and returned to their original forms, turning into strands of white hair.

Once they lost the control of Yuan Hong's countless doppelgangers, the Restrictive Spell of Golden Turtle Island itself could not hide its original problems and loopholes. Mengqi's Su Meng Tianzun incarnation seized the opportunity and landed the Fairy Slaying Four Qi. He formed a formation with one sword and messed up the layout. Although he could not break through it directly, it made it difficult for it to connect the head and tail, mobilizing all the power to resist the simple and violent uprooting and moving of the pale gold divine man.

Boom!

On Golden Turtle Island, the newly evolved primitive mountain shook violently, the ground cracked, and the Golden Crow fell. It was a scene of doomsday. The Restrictive Spell around the entire island was getting thinner and thinner. It looked like it was about to be completely torn apart and taken away by the Qingyuan Daoist.

Yuan Hong, who was in the gap of the turbulent flow of time, unleashed all his power. It seemed like he was going to fight back crazily at the last minute. He wanted to defeat the deity Su Meng in front of him and return to Golden Turtle Island. However, the Supreme Infinite Premier Gyeongun above Mengqi's head swayed slightly. Rays of dim light hung down, creating chaos that was close to real chaos. It was even more magical and impregnable than the physical defense of the Arts of Eight-Nine. Yuan Hong's storm-like attacks and the various supernatural powers of the Seventy-two Transformations disappeared without a trace once they came into contact with it. One could only see wave after wave of ripples. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. He felt that the Wu 'Ji Seal was indeed worthy of being the ultimate in both attack and defense.

At the same time, what caused Yuan Hong's hairs to stand on end was that there were a few times when he disregarded everything and relied on the combination of his natural talent and cultivation technique to repeatedly attack a single spot, wanting to destroy it with a single point and pierce through the protection of the auspicious clouds. Just as he was about to succeed, there were inexplicable incidents of 'himself' attacking 'himself'. It was as if the person standing before him was another him, or attacking him was equivalent to attacking himself. Scars appeared incessantly, and it was indescribably bizarre. Yuan Hong had no choice but to avoid this matter, lest his eternal cultivation go to waste.

Seeing that Yuan Hong was unable to return to Golden Ao Island for a while, Immortal Immortal Lu Ya knew that the matter could not be carried out. After all, to move Golden Ao Island into true Chaos through the air would not only pay a huge price, but it would also take a few breaths to set up. Hence, his thoughts turned slightly and he made a decision immediately.

A ray of golden light flashed and rose from the fake Aquamarine Palace of Golden Turtle Island. It swept across the collapsing Chaos sky and went straight into the depths of the debris.

Immortal Luya's power was about to pull up the Qingping Sword and release the remaining flesh and blood of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, eliminating all the restraints on him!

By then, Su Meng would be facing the furious and mysterious Immemorial Emperor, the real Immemorial Emperor. Although it was impossible to recover to his peak with just this bit of remaining flesh and blood, it was definitely close to the horror of the Nirvana Realm or even the real Nirvana Realm. It was enough to make Su Meng disappear instantly and turn him into the Eastern Emperor's puppet, Taiyi's avatar.

Taiyi, the highest, the most ancient and the first; Yi, the mixed one, the undivided one, and the Dao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets one of all things; therefore, Taiyi was another name for Dao. The Eastern Emperor used this name to show how proud he was of himself. He would definitely not allow people like Su Meng, who were plotting against him!

The golden light passed through the layers of collapsed Chaos fragments and came to the deepest part. It saw the ancient long sword that was inserted into the dark void and the dark mysterious flesh and blood that was suppressed by the tip of the long sword. It was wriggling crazily, showing a sense of brutality and cruelty.

The light flashed and was about to fall on the hilt of the sword. After years of spying on this place and studying the Restrictive Spell, it pulled up the Qingping Sword directly.

But suddenly, the Azure Glaze appeared and the Buddha descended. After purifying Yuan Hong's white-haired avatar, Tathagatagarbha had been accumulating power and waiting. He did not join Su Meng Tianzun and Qingyuan Daoist in breaking the Restrictive Spell of Golden Turtle Island and moving this heavy place away. It was to prevent Immortal Luya and Yuan Hong from fighting to the death!

Moreover, Mengqi's Principles of Karma had always been connected to Mount Jiuhua and other places. If Immortal Luya really dared to come in person, he would have no choice but to inform his Senior Brothers and Sisters about this matter and summon them to attack together.

The Buddha's golden body was magnificent and his face was merciful. There was a round light behind him. He stretched out his right hand with his palm up and slightly spread out, making a gesture of giving.

Endless Buddha's light gushed out like the drizzle of willow branches, purifying everything in the surroundings and turning everything into the land of Buddha.

Immortal Luya's power that descended seemed to have been summoned and understood the past. Under the bath of the Azure Glaze Golden Rain, the pure gold and the murderous heart faded away. He became a Buddha immediately and passed away in Nirvana.

Kaboom!

Golden Turtle Island was completely shaken. All the Restrictive Spells had been broken by Mengqi's Eight Nine Mysteries incarnation and the hiding place was pulled out. Countless lights rose and dimmed.

Seeing that things could not be done, Yuan Hong immediately relied on the almost indestructible power of his physical body and at the cost of half of his body collapsing to resist Mengqi's Wuji Seal. He escaped into the fog and jumped into other gaps in the turbulent flow of time and escaped in a panic.

The terrain and environment were dangerous and the focus was on Golden Turtle Island. Mengqi could not catch up and simply gave up. He shifted his gaze to the giant island that was surrounded by lights and looked at the ancient long sword and the pitch-black flesh.

The next step was to keep Golden Turtle Island with the World in the Sleeve and move it to the outside of the world of the ancient Fusang tree. If there were any mistakes, the Qing Emperor would not leave it to die, right? Mengqi had this shameless plan from the beginning.

At this moment, a green light flashed and the sword aura soared into the sky. Mengqi saw the Qingping Sword fly up on its own and turned into a waterfall, plunging into the turbulent flow of time. No one pulled it out and controlled it!

Without a doubt, that strange pitch-black mass of flesh was left behind, and it had lost all of its suppression and seals!

A violent and terrifying aura suddenly swept out and swept across the entire Golden Turtle Island.

Is this the will of Lord Lingbao?

Is this his will of heaven?

These were the first two thoughts that came to Mengqi's mind.