"Die! Since you have provoked this seat, you will definitely have no way to live!"

The body of the hanging pot Tianzun swayed, like a bamboo shoot in the spring, growing taller and larger sharply, it was as high as tens of thousands of meters, standing up to the sky, raising his left hand, holding the huge jade mountain turned into a jade pot, as if holding a sky.

Immediately, he took such a step out and rushed towards the Silver Horn Daxian.

Twelve rays of light flew out from the Hanging Pot Tianzun, manifesting the images of the twelve zodiac signs, turning into a large array, trapping the Silver Horn Daxian in the array.

As soon as this array came out, no matter how slow the Hanging Pot Tianzun was, the Silver Horn Daxian would have no chance of escaping.

After all, Qiankun conforms to the powerful means of the gods, and only Xue Yu Dazun and Liu Yi have cultivated, and they are not afraid of the ten thousand formations of heaven and earth. As for the other monks between heaven and earth, even if they are sect masters, even if they are Hongjun, they can't be like Liu Yi and Xue Yu Dazun, who can treat the world's ten thousand formations as grass and trample on them at will.

Although the Silver Horn Great Sage studied under the Taishang Sect Master, he had no countermeasures at the moment, and released many magical powers, but it had little effect on that big array.

With the cultivation of the Silver Horn Sage and the Dao system of the master, if he is given decades or even hundreds of years, he will definitely be able to find the life gate of the formation and break out of the formation, but the Hanging Pot Tianzun has already set a killing plan, and is determined to let the Silver Horn Great Sage die, how can he give him time to break the formation?

"This seat and the ancestor of the golden body and the wild goose have no rebellion, since he is dead, this seat should seek justice for him. As the ancestor of a clan, he was also famous in ancient times, although his cultivation is not as good as this seat, but he is also the peak of Taoism, and he is only one step away from opening the heavens and establishing the Tao. But such a powerful and brilliant character even died in an unpeaceful end, and he was actually refined into a magic weapon by his juniors, and he didn't blink to death!"

The Hanging Pot Tianzun seemed to be extremely angry, and while striding towards the big array, he roared angrily: "You are a monk under the sect master of the Taishang Sect, with an extraordinary background and a profound background in the sect. In the face of the sect leader, even if you offend this seat, this seat should give you a chance to live, and only punish you severely, and you will be spared. But you are in the company of the traitors of the golden-bodied wild goose clan...... The traitor deserves death, all those who are related to the traitor deserve death, and the traitor's Taoist friend deserves to die! After killing you, I will sacrifice your remnant soul to my golden-bodied Hongyan Daoist, and I will surely comfort the soul of my Taoist friend in heaven. If he can rest under the Nine Springs, even if this seat has offended many sect masters, so what?"

What a spirit!

Hearing this, Liu Yi couldn't help but have some good feelings about this hanging pot Tianzun, and looked at it a few points.

But this change in mood does not mean that Liu Yi will turn enemies into friends with him.

At most, he will only be buried after the death of this person, giving him the respect he deserves.

If the Hanging Pot Tianzun really attaches so much importance to love and righteousness, he is really an enemy worthy of respect.

A beam of golden light suddenly appeared next to the jade bottle.

There was a faint figure in the golden light.

Before the figure was fully manifested or fully formed, Liu Yi had already felt that there was a chilling sword intent, spraying out from the golden light, shaking the blood in the depths of the sea to give birth to circular ripples, the ripples were connected end to end, around the city, spreading in all directions, like huge blisters, breeding in the sea of blood.

The sword intent roared.

The person who came turned out to be a sword cultivator!

There are not many sword cultivators in the universe, but they are not unique. The dignified Heavenly Sect Master is the sword cultivator. Amitabha Buddha is also regarded as half a sword cultivator, and the Buddhist Wisdom Sword is one of the ten peerless swords. And the emperor, one of the two Heavenly Emperors, also has a peerless sword in his hand that is specially used to kill the war clan, which is known as the Death of the War.

There are not many sword cultivators, but those famous characters are all Megatron Xuanhuang.

As for Snow Feather Dazun, that's not to mention.

The sword of the Great Venerable, within the Xuanhuang of the Universe, is a legend! an epic!

An ancient sword slashed through the sea of intense blood and burst away, pointing directly at the Hanging Pot Tianzun.

Behind the ancient sword, there stood a monk.

The appearance is not much different from the silver horn sage, they are all majestic, full of muscles, and hateful faces, but the top of this person's head is not a silver horn, but a golden horn.

"Good sword!"

Liu Yi exclaimed, and suddenly recalled the golden light that flashed in the sea of blood when he almost fought with the Silver Horn Great Sage.

Now it seems that the golden light is only the golden horn above the head of this sword cultivator, and the brilliance flashes.

On the blade of the sword, there are seven gems inlaid in the shape of the Big Dipper pattern. There is infinite brilliance, which is emitted from the gem.

It looks majestic, and it is not much different from the Qingping Sword that scared away the demon master Kunpeng with one sword.

But Liu Yi vaguely felt that the seven mysterious and extraordinary gems on the blade of the sword seemed to be a bit nondescript, and they felt extremely weird, but he couldn't say where the root of this feeling came from.

This is Jian Xiu's intuition!

As soon as this sword came out, the Hanging Pot Tianzun suddenly retracted the fist that had hit the Silver Horn Daxian.

Thundered!

The sound of the armor shattering reached Liu Yi's ears.

The armor of the Silver Horn Daxian has been shattered, and the flesh and blood on his chest are blurred, if the fist of the Hanging Pot Tianzun slows down for a moment, the Silver Horn Daxian will be beaten to the flesh.

Sou!

The sound of a sword blade breaking through the air came from the Seven-Star Jewel Flying Sword.

Seven in a row!

With each sound, the sword blade would jump in the sea of blood, and it seemed to directly cross the space and slash directly at the Hanging Pot Tianzun.

And every time the sword blade attacked, the Hanging Pot Tianzun could avoid it dangerously, only allowing the sword blade to cut into the flesh at a depth of several meters!

He is 10,000 meters tall, extremely burly, and his chest thickness is thousands of meters, and there are only a few meters of scars, which is irrelevant.

But after every time he dodged, the sword blade attacked again, and slashed at the original wound, so that it was continuously superimposed, a total of seven swords, which had already broken through the flesh of the chest of the Hanging Pot Tianzun and cut his ribs. If you do it several times, your internal organs will turn into dust.

This sword is too fast!

Seven swords in a row, seven sword sounds, as if they sounded at the same time.

If it weren't for Liu Yi's sword cultivation, his sword intent was tempered extremely pure, and he had cultivated to the point of sage cultivation, I was afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish whether the method of the golden horn just now was a sword or a seven sword.

"Unexpectedly...... I actually hurt this seat!"

The Hanging Pot Heavenly Venerable looked up to the sky and roared angrily, his face was red, and his expression was already extremely angry.

However, Liu Yi had a pleasant smile on his face, and suddenly remembered the demeanor and tone of the Buddhist Zhun Ti Sect Master, which actually imitated the tone and demeanor of the Zhun Ti Sect Master, and secretly muttered meaningfully: "This sword is destined for me, and it should belong to me!"