Hongjun was furious, "You're such a great Tongtian, I didn't expect you to become so sharp-tongued and bully your master and destroy your ancestors.

Don’t you just want to kill me?

Then why are you talking so high-sounding?"

"To put your old man at ease."

Tongtian said with a smile: "You old man has been resisting, and we have racked our brains to make you feel at ease."

Hongjun: "..."

I dare you to be embarrassed.

A depressed look appeared on his face.

It's not ugly.

I feel really angry.

If he had known this, Hongjun would not have allowed these bastards to become saints no matter what.

Now you are shooting yourself in the foot.

It wasn't hit lightly.

It made him look sad.

He was feeling depressed for a while. If it weren't for the jade plate of creation on his head, he would have probably dropped the Immortal Killing Sword Qi on him.

After all, it was as if the rain of swords had materialized.

It seemed like it was about to penetrate him at any moment.

Hongjun, who was originally afraid of the Immortal Killing Sword Formation, felt bitter and angry inside.

But facing the six great saints who vowed to kill them, Hongjun felt very angry.

A look of bitterness and helplessness.

But now, he has no choice.

Even magical powers and spells are no match for the sealing of this Immortal-killing Sword Formation. After all, it is fate that capsizes the ship.

It was not turned over lightly.

In this formation space, an endless rain of swords swept across, impacting like a violent storm.

The roaring continues.

For a moment, it was magnificent and domineering.

It is difficult to understand the three flavors. Even for a powerful being like Hongjun, he can only rely on the Tao Yun hanging down from the jade plate of creation to block it.

All kinds of magical powers can be displayed easily in his hands.

but……

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the sword energy can break through all kinds of magic with one sword.

It can destroy the sword light of heaven and earth with one sword.

Looking at it coldly and proudly, Hongjun's face turned darker and darker.

He secretly swore, "If I can get out, I will make him and the others become puppets!"

Only a real puppet is a good chess piece.

Instead of being a puppet, they always have their own thoughts and are difficult to control.

"If I had known this, I would have asked them to take the red pill first."

Hongjun secretly said: "Originally, I had already prepared those pills, but I had to wait until the Conferred God Tribulation was over before I could give them to swallow them."

It seems too late now.

It's too late.

He was very confused and miserable inside.

After underestimating those six disciples, it became like this.

Those disciples wanted to kill him.

Inside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong Formation.

Zhunti swallowed the elixir and ran the exercises to restore his mana, "Just one bow used up most of my mana.

What a six-soul flag, it’s really not that simple.”

He also saw Hongjun vomiting blood, which made him feel more and more important about the Six Soul Flag.

"It turns out that this is the real backhand."

Zhunti understood instantly, "The purpose of the Zhuxian Sword Formation is only to trap him and wear down his defense.

At the critical moment, if he worships you with the Six Soul Flag again, you will naturally die!

This is a good way to reach the sky."

He finally figured it out.

I see!

but……

This six-soul flag is a rare treasure of heaven, a supreme treasure.

It hurts Tianhe.

It also requires endless mana to support it.

It is countless times more powerful than the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, and consumes countless amounts of energy.

Infinite brilliance sparkles.

"What a good plan."

At this moment, even Saint Zhunti, who had the power of a Saint of Heaven, could not help but be horrified.

A chill came over my heart.

He couldn't bear the thought of being an enemy of Tongtian.

Tongtian used to be a straight person, but he is not like this now. "I wonder what he has experienced?"

That's why the dignified leader of the Jie Cult ended up like this.

He was very puzzled.

But at the same time, it is also difficult to understand.

His face was gloomy and hesitant.

Now he couldn't tolerate thinking about so many things, so he thought to himself: "I need to recover my magic power and worship again.

He Hongjun is not a simple man, and worshiping him cannot kill him.

Then come and pray a few more times!”

He didn't believe that he could not kill Hongjun.

There is no immortal person in heaven and earth.

Even Hongjun, as long as his power is strong enough and his methods are weird, he cannot reverse it.

"One more greeting!"

Zhunti said secretly: "For my sake, the Six Saints of the Three Realms, and for the subsequent path of cultivation, Teacher, you have no choice but to die."

During the conversation.

Saint Zhunti has already bowed down to one of them.

Light surged around him, and strange black lights passed by like ghosts.

On the Six Soul Flag.

The name Hongjun on one of the tails gradually became dim, and that tail also absorbed most of the mana of Saint Zhunti.

Then it exploded.

This kind of rare treasure that can be secretly used by people by writing their names is really not something that ordinary people can resist.

Even a strong man like Hongjun would be unlucky if he was unprepared.

One worship will not kill you.

Then just say a few more prayers.

He felt that Hongjun would die and not even the dregs would be left.

"Pfft!"

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Hongjun spat out a mouthful of golden blood again.
To be continued...