Chapter 329 Escape from battle

Rumble!
In the deepest part of time and space in the prehistoric world, Patriarch Yangmei swung his whisk out a silver-white streak.

An obscure atmosphere burst out, emitting a creepy avenue of space.

Nothing can resist the law of time that Zhulong is proud of.

It was also cut off by the silver-white strands and smashed hard on Zhulong's waist.

Click!

The lower body, which originally had little flesh and blood, could no longer withstand the destruction of the Yangmei Patriarch.

It was split into two in an instant, and intense pain flooded into Zhulong's mind.

It makes them scream heart-wrenchingly and is so painful that it is outrageous.

The horrific aftermath continued to unleash, even splitting the river of time in two.

When Zhulong was wailing in pain, Patriarch Yangmei made a surprising move.

He stretched out his right hand without hesitation, and a vast avenue of space filled his palm.

Grabbing the lower body of Zhulong in the palm of his hand, he unleashed a terrifying force that could destroy the world.

He grabbed it out in an instant and stuffed the hind half of Zhulong into his body.

It was at this moment that the blood light that permeated the body of Ancestor Yangmei gradually faded away.

The remaining Taoist wounds on the body of the god and demon were also disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flagging momentum recovered at an astonishing speed and became even stronger.

Anyone could see that Patriarch Yangmei was refining the hind half of Zhulong.

As the victim, Zhulong did not choose to fight, but sank into the depths of time.

Choose to merge with the long river of time and no longer have the will to fight.

Ran!

Yes, he actually ran away!
It immediately caused an uproar, and all the great men in the heavens were talking about it.

"Great!"

"Now Patriarch Hongjun has help."

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All the great masters in the heavens who belong to the immortal path were excited about this.

"Useless things!"

"Traitor, deserting the battlefield!"

...............

The demons roared in anger, their emotions were extremely agitated, and their speech speed was rapid and urgent.

"There's something good to watch."

"Fight, kill, it would be best if they were all dead."

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The Daluo, a wandering being in the universe and time, was not as excited as the immortals and demons.

But he also showed an expression of enjoying the show, and his eyes looking at Fu Tu were full of mockery.

What's worse, some are full of malice and wish that all those with great supernatural powers would die.

Fu Tu, who was the focus of everyone's attention, looked extremely ugly and his heart skipped a beat.

He didn't expect that the famous ancestor Zhulong would be so spineless!
You could at least hold on a little longer!
Fu Tu's heart was full of resentment, but he also knew that Zhulong's choice was correct.

Zhulong has no obligation or responsibility to fight to the death for him.

But escaping from the battlefield finally freed up the hands of the Yangmei Patriarch.

Even though we are not taking any action now, we can wait until the opponent's injury gets better.

I'm afraid we will have to come to support Patriarch Hongjun, and then we will be in trouble.

Fu Tu frowned, his majestic gaze penetrated the universe and accurately locked onto ancestor Hongjun.

To be honest, the other party can really handle it.

According to the current trend, he should have no chance to defeat the opponent.

The mind was working, the wisdom was surging, 95% of the power declined, and finally dropped to 50%.

Although he only has half the strength, Patriarch Hongjun is in poor condition.

It can still be suppressed, and at the same time it can also draw out more power to evolve the world.

This is not over yet.

In order to have a more stable grasp.

The Xuanhuang Dao Tree, which had been quietly accumulating strength, was also pulled out by him at this time.

He ignored the opponent's resistance and used the mark left in the core.

The Xuanhuang Dao Tree desperately transforms the chaotic energy into the purest innate spiritual energy, which continuously flows into the inner world, further accelerating the speed of transformation.

The majestic divine consciousness swept through the body, and countless particles of vital energy transformed and entered the soul.

In the past, the size of the infinite and diverse universe.

He already possesses 9995 million Daluo powers, and only needs Daluo powers to reach the critical point.

At the current speed, it would take about 100,000 years to break through.

This is a good thing.

But the problem is that Patriarch Yangmei might not give him the time.

While Fu Tu was beating Patriarch Hongjun violently, he was thinking in his mind, what should he do next?
This is indeed the case. Thirty thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Patriarch Hongjun’s struggle became weaker and weaker, and his aura seemed to have fallen to the lowest point.

Now he couldn't even defend himself and could only passively take the beatings again and again.

If it weren't for the two treasures protecting him, he would have been chopped to death by Fu Tu's axe.

When he was about to attack again, the magnificent laws of space turned into an insurmountable barrier.

Standing in front of Patriarch Hongjun, he took on all the fluctuations calmly.

As the light gradually dissipated, the magnificent laws of space gradually condensed around Yang Mei's figure.

"Is it okay!"

Looking at Hongjun's weak appearance, the old man raised his eyebrows and asked with deep eyes.

"I can't die!"

"Please hold it for a while, fellow Taoist."

Patriarch Hongjun subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed.

A deep feeling of fatigue surged into his soul, but Patriarch Hongjun did not rest there.

In front of Old Ancestor Yangmei, he began to meditate and regulate his breathing, hoping to recover his fighting strength as soon as possible.

The boundless spiritual energy was drained away, causing large areas of the star field to become dim.

It transformed into lifelike dragon veins, continuously flowing into the body of Ancestor Hongjun.

The old man Yang Mei's eyes flickered as he casually glanced at the two treasures. He slowly turned around and looked directly at Fu Tu:
"Want to fight?"

"It depends on your wishes."

Fu Tu remained calm and spoke in a simple and calm voice without any fluctuation.

"I don't really want to get involved."

"Please don't interfere. I will leave when Fellow Daoist Hongjun is better."

Patriarch Yangmei thought for a moment and spoke bluntly.

The resolute voice came down, with a tough attitude that could not be refused.

"Daoyou, I hope..."

Patriarch Hongjun was a little excited, but he hadn't finished speaking yet.

The ancestor Yang Mei immediately interrupted and rejected it coldly:

"I don't want to interfere in your affairs. I just want to practice Taoism in peace."

"I am able to protect you on the spot because of the favor we have shown you in the past."

Patriarch Hongjun's face froze, but he didn't say anything. He just recovered from his injuries silently.

"You guys are not a monolithic group."

Futu's majestic eyes swept between the two of them, his voice slightly teasing.

But Patriarch Yangmei and Patriarch Hongjun seemed to have heard nothing.

He was not affected at all, and didn't even show any emotion.

Standing and sitting silently waiting for time to pass made him gradually suspicious.

It would be fine if it was Patriarch Hongjun, but now he is standing behind Yangmei to recover from his injuries.

But raising your eyebrows is different.

In his all-seeing eyes, the opponent's momentum continued to rise.

There were even visible ripples that spread out in circles in all directions.

That is a manifestation of magic power increasing rapidly and being out of control for a short period of time.

There seems to be no end, giving people a feeling that they can break through to the Hunyuan Daluo at any time.

"Is it possible to break through?"

Fu Tu stared at the other person deeply, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, not sure whether it was true or false.

(End of this chapter)