Heaven Defying Supreme

The four seasons alternate, and a year and a half later, the winter is cold, and there is a lot of snow.

Dongzhou Shenzong.

Two figures swooped down from the vast snowy sky and turned into Tan Yun and Fang Zixi in front of the mountain gate.

"Who is coming..." The two disciples guarding the mountain gate stared at Tan Yun and Fang Zixi as if they had seen a ghost, and screamed, "Not good..."

"Boom!"

With a wave of Tan Yun's right arm, the two disciples turned into two blood mists, leaving no bones.

Tan Yun searched through the ancestral rings dropped by the two disciples, but did not find the space-time divine gate opening token leading to Dongzhou Shenzong.

"Tan Yun, what should I do?" Fang Zixi asked.

"It doesn't matter, since there is none, then I can open the time and space divine gate by lifting the restriction on the divine gate of time and space."

After Tan Yun finished speaking, he waved his right arm, and a vast ancestral force rose into the sky. Immediately, a space-time divine gate with a height of one million zhang appeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds.

On the gate of time and space, there are densely packed forbidden lines. After observing for a while, Tan Yun said, "It will take some time to open it."

...

At the same time, Dongzhou Shenzong, Inner Sect Great Elder Hall.

"Elder, the big thing is bad!" An inner door deacon rushed into the hall in a hurry, and said to the inner door elder: Han Ting.

Han Ting frowned, "Deacon Wang, why are you panicking?"

Deacon Wang said: "Elder, the two disciples who were guarding the mountain gate just now, the lamp of life went out!"

"What did you say?" Han Ting suddenly stood up and said solemnly: "You mean, someone killed the disciple of my sect guarding the mountain gate just now?"

"Yes, Great Elder." Deacon Wang said with a panicked expression: "Great Elder, I suspect that the immortal ancient protoss Tan Yun is here again. Think about it, looking at the entire Dongzhou God Territory, who would dare to kill our disciples who guard the mountain gate!"

The reason why Deacon Wang said that he was here again was naturally because Tan Yun had been here before.

"Don't panic, let me have a look first!" After Han Ting finished speaking, he and Deacon Wang stepped out of the hall, turned into two beams, and flew quickly in front of the outer gate area, on the top of a mountain that stood out from the crowd.

But seeing the top of the mountain, there is a screen suspended.

Han Ting sacrificed the token of the Great Elder of the Inner Sect. A beam of light shot out from the token and penetrated into the screen. Suddenly, the screen flashed and a picture appeared.

In the picture, I saw a white-haired young man and a girl in a white skirt standing side by side in front of the mountain gate, looking at the time-space divine gate with their heads held high.

"God!" Han Ting staggered in fright, felt his limbs go weak, looked terrified, and trembled: "Guo...it really is Tan Yun here, that girl should be the current master of Tianmen, Fang Zixi, the master of Tianmen Palace! "

Having said that, Han Ting suppressed the panic in his heart. With a flick of his finger, a ray of ancestral power shot into the void. Immediately, the sky was gusty, the clouds and mist dispersed, and a blue-patterned divine bell with a height of 100,000 zhang appeared.

"Shhhhhh!"

Han Ting released three vast ancestral forces successively, and slammed into the bell.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Immediately, three bells resounded throughout the entire Eastern Continent Shenzong like the rolling sound of magic.

Hearing the three ringing of the bell, Dongzhou Shenzong, whether it was the outer door, the inner door, the elite door, the core door, the direct-inherited door, the genius door disciple, or the high-level people, were all shocked.

According to the sect rules, daring to ring the psychic bell privately is a death penalty!

Especially the three bells, but only when the Eastern Continent Shenzong faces life and death!

For a time, the inner disciples and high-level officials of the entire Eastern Continent Shenzong became panic-stricken, believing that an enemy was attacking.

Everyone is not stupid, and they all guessed that the enemy that was killed was Tan Yun of the immortal ancient gods.

At the same time, he ascended the mountain and ascended to the top of the temple.

Sitting cross-legged, Fuchashu, who was cultivating and eager to touch the triple barrier of the ancestral realm, suddenly opened his eyes, and then he got up and strode out of the hall.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

At this time, beams of light descended from the sky and turned into one hundred and thirty high-ranking sects of Taoism from the front of Fuchashu.

Among the one hundred and thirty people, the one with the lowest cultivation base is the first-level Dao Ancestor Realm, and the highest one is the Dao Ancestral Realm Great Perfection.

Among them, there are two people who are Dao Ancestor Realm Great Perfection, and these two are the Great Enshrinement of Dongzhou Shenzong and the Second Enshrined.

"Buzz-"

In the turbulence of the void, an old man with white hair, exuding the breath of the first layer of the highest ancestral realm, emerged out of thin air in front of Fu Chashu.

The old man is none other than Sun Wuliang.

Two million years ago, Sun Wuliang was promoted to the first level of the Supreme Dao Ancestral Realm. Now, except for Fuchashu, who is in the second highest Dao Ancestral Realm, Sun Wuliang has the highest strength, followed by the Great Offering and the Second Offering.

"Sect Master, could it be that Tan Yun and Fang Zixi are here?" Sun Wuliang asked.

"I don't know, I'll wait for the sect master to see it." Fu Chashu released his divine sense, which instantly enveloped the entire Dongzhou Shenzong. Through his divine sense, he locked the inner door on the peak below the outer door psychic bell. Elder Han Ting.

"Han Ting, but the psychic bell you sounded?" The voice of Fucha Shu lingered over Han Ting.

Han Tingang stared at the empty sky, knelt down suddenly, trembling all over and said, "Reporting to the sect master, it's the psychic bell that my subordinates sounded, the reason is that Tan Yun and Fang Zixi are attacking, and the two of them are there. In front of the mountain gate, I try to break the gate of time and space!"

"How many people are here?" The voice of Fuchashu sounded again.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, there are only Tan Yun and Fang Zixi." After Han Ting finished speaking, he took out the token again and turned on the screen.

After Fuchashu observed the realm of Tan Yun and Fang Zixi through his spiritual sense, he laughed. The laughter contained the meaning that the overall situation had been determined. The rolling sound was transmitted to the ears of everyone in the Eastern Continent Shenzong. :

"Wait, don't panic, Tan Yun is only the fifth level of the Taoist holy realm, and Fang Zixi is only the first level of the supreme Taoist ancestor level."

"And this sect master was promoted to the second level of the highest ancestral realm as early as one million years ago. They came here to find their own way of death!"

Hearing this, the entire Eastern Continent Shenzong was boiling, and unstoppable cheers, cheers, and clamors sounded one after another:

"That's great, I thought our Sect Master was the first level of the Supreme Dao Ancestral Realm. It turns out that the Sect Master is already the second level of the legendary powerhouse!"

"Yeah! Even if we don't need our suzerain to take action, we can destroy Fang Zixi and Tan Yun with our legendary powerhouse's first-level guardian sage, and the big offering and the second offering!"

"Fang Zixi, Tan Yun, they still want to attack our Dongzhou Shenzong, I really don't know how to write dead words..."

"Tan Yun, this bastard, when Yi Rong became the great elder of the inner sect, and killed our young master and fifteen young masters, he should be caught, his muscles cramped and his corpse broken into pieces!"

"No, no, that's too cheap for Tan Yun. In my opinion, he should be imprisoned and tortured day and night, making it difficult for him to die..."

"..."

When all the disciples were talking about it, Fu Chashu had already led the protector of the sect and the 130 Dao ancestral powerhouses, such as the Da Zong, to fly towards the mountain gate with killing intent...

On the way, Fu Chashu's mind kept coming up, millions of years ago, the scene of his sixteen sons' tragic death, his eyes with tears gradually became red!

Hatred and anger devoured Fuchashu's nerves, and he couldn't wait to bring Tan Yun to the ashes!