There were bursts of explosions in the void.

Two extremely powerful figures continued to fight, and the battle was difficult to determine.

The Holy Ancestor's entire body emanated a faint golden light. With every move he made, ripples appeared in space, and the flow of time slowed down.

The Mountain Ancestor's movements were extremely fast, and his attacking power was unparalleled, so he could even suppress the changes in time and space caused by the Holy Ancestor.

Bang!

Suddenly, a mushroom cloud-like collision fluid formed in the space, and the Mountain Ancestor hit the body of the Holy Ancestor like lightning.

The two figures rushed straight backwards and crashed into the huge phantom of the sacred mountain.

The phantom of Mount Buzhou bore the power of the two ancestors and emitted a deafening feedback sound, but it was not shaken. It only spread out a storm of rules, drowning the two of them.

For a moment, everyone could hardly see the situation of the two ancestors.

It was not until the wills of the two worlds continued to repair the spatial riot that the two ancestors appeared.

When the rules were restored, everyone suddenly saw that Shanzu's strong and powerful fist was hitting Shanzu's abdomen.

The Mountain Ancestor's back hit the phantom of the sacred mountain, which emitted a hint of immortal aura.

There was a subtle connection between those immortal auras and the Mountain Ancestor. Half of them penetrated into the Mountain Ancestor's body on their own, while the other half suppressed the Mountain Ancestor.

Shanzu's power surged again, and he raised his foot and kicked towards Shengzu.

At this moment, the Holy Ancestor also sensed something was wrong.

His eyes suddenly widened, and two golden lights shot out from them, slashing towards the Mountain Ancestor in front of him.

However, Shanzu seemed to have predicted it in advance and had already stretched out a hand to block his face.

Sizzle!

However, he obviously underestimated the attack launched by the Holy Ancestor with the power of his mind. Two golden lights hit the arm of the Mountain Ancestor, burning two large holes, which were emitting green smoke and almost completely pierced his arm.

When Shanzu saw this, he looked extremely indifferent and didn't care much.

He immediately mobilized the immortal energy in his body and sent it to the scar on his arm.

In an instant, the big hole on his arm that had just been burned was restored to its original state!

Shanzu's attack did not stop, and his right knee had already thrust out fiercely.

Like a wooden hammer striking a bell, it hit Shanzu's abdomen hard, replacing the previous fist.

In the void, there suddenly erupted a sound like the beating of a drum.

Everyone saw that the Holy Ancestor's body was obviously bent.

A trace of pain appeared on his face, but then his whole body suddenly glowed with a strong golden light, as if he was trying to break free from his restraints.

However, both the Mountain Ancestor and the phantom of the sacred mountain behind him burst out with even stronger power, suppressing him in place and making him unable to move for a short period of time.

The Holy Ancestor looked extremely ugly.

He was bumped into the phantom of the sacred mountain. On the one hand, it was because he underestimated the enemy, on the other hand, it was because of the deliberate guidance of the Mountain Ancestor, and more importantly, he wanted to try out the power of the phantom of the sacred mountain.

For the Holy Ancestor, this sacred mountain only existed in legends. Just by taking a look at it, he had no way of distinguishing its power, nor did he know whether it was true or false.

He had to experience it personally to know the whole story.

It was only through this attempt that the Holy Ancestor truly understood how powerful the phantom of the sacred mountain was!

At this moment, there was no more doubt in the Holy Ancestor's heart.

Based on the information he obtained from the ancient sacred map and his personal contact, he truly confirmed that the phantom of the sacred mountain was indeed the projection of the legendary Buzhou Mountain!

The Holy Ancestor felt a little bitter in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the Mountain Ancestor of the Mountain and Sea Realm actually obtained such a great opportunity to become an immortal and even inherited the legendary Buzhou Mountain that leads to the heaven.

Although these spiritual ancestors are all ancestors of the same world, there are still differences between them.

There is no difference in their status; the difference lies in the inheritance they have received.

Inheritance means the foundation of a cultivator's practice and also the foundation of the great way. Even for geniuses like them, the foundation of the great way is extremely important.

It's like the information a person can access and the visible world.

Even if they have the same identity, if they are exposed to different information and the size of the world they see is different, then the paths they take will definitely be different.

Obviously, the inheritance obtained by the Mountain Ancestor is stronger than that of the Holy Ancestor.

Compared with the legendary existence like Mount Buzhou, which can be truly projected here, the sacred map of the ancient road in the hands of the Holy Ancestor is obviously much thinner.

"cough!"

The Holy Ancestor suddenly coughed, and a trace of golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely glaring.

Although his attempt to actively approach the phantom of the sacred mountain confirmed its strength and reality, it also put him at a disadvantage. It seemed that in the short term he could only serve as a sandbag for the Mountain Ancestor to hit.

distance.

Both Hai Zu and Ning Qi and other cultivators who were watching the battle saw this scene.

Hai Zu's frown deepened.

A hint of doubt arose in Ning Qi's heart.

"Is this true? The old man Shengzu has been suppressed by Shanzu?"

It's not Ning Qi's fault for thinking so, but since he came into contact with the Holy Ancestor, Ning Qi has witnessed all of the Holy Ancestor's methods.

So no matter what, he didn't believe that the Holy Ancestor only had these two moves and was beaten down by the Mountain Ancestor like this.

Even the phantom of the sacred mountain brought a lot of pressure to Ning Qi.

As for the monks under the command of Mountain Ancestor Gong Tiandao, they were all excited and kept cheering.

"Shanzu will win!"

"The Mountain Ancestor is mighty!"

"Shan Zu is invincible!"

They are like ruthless screaming machines. It is hard to tell whether their screams come from the heart or they have to take such actions in order to survive.

Ning Qi was slightly puzzled.

If the Holy Ancestor does not stand up, what will he do next?

"Hey, is this the extent of your strength?"

Shanzu sneered.

"If that's all, then your Haoran Realm will be mine!"

"cough!"

The Holy Ancestor coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Sorry, you are not qualified enough to seize Haoran Realm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body, which was suppressed by the Mountain Ancestor and the shadow of the sacred mountain, disappeared in front of everyone.

A cultivator who has reached the state of Hedao is already in harmony with the Dao and can manipulate changes in his body at will.

However, it was able to dissipate under the suppression of the Mountain Ancestor and the phantom of the sacred mountain. It turned out that the Holy Ancestor was not so easy to be suppressed.

Strands of golden light like sunlight penetrate the dark clouds and cast their light on the earth.

The Mountain Ancestor gazed at the golden light and saw it regroup above the distant earth, forming the figure of the Holy Ancestor.

The Holy Ancestor seemed to have become a little younger.

Shanzu immediately teleported to the side of Shengzu, wanting to repeat the previous operation.

However, this time the Holy Ancestor had no intention of confronting him head-on.

The Mountain Ancestor hit the Holy Ancestor with a punch, causing a sound of metal ringing.

A golden divine text appeared at the place where he hit.

It was a divine word for "defense". It was written by the Mountain Ancestor. Every stroke of it was dancing, yet it never dispersed.

It seems to have condensed the essence of all battles in the world, and it contains the truth in one word, and is born specifically for defense.

Shanzu was obviously stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, he saw golden divine characters continuously emerging from the Holy Ancestor's body.

“Control”, “stick”, “suck”, “wrap”, “pull”, “…”

Endless divine texts kept flying out.

Shanzu couldn't even pull his punch away.

Upon seeing this, Ning Qi and Hai Zu both understood that the Holy Ancestor was using the magical power that he had used in the previous battle with them - the Hundred-Character Magical Power!

However, as the divine texts continued to fly out, Ning Qi and Hai Zu also saw the differences.

When the Holy Ancestor fought against them, the Hundred-Character Magical Power he displayed could be used for both defense and attack.

But now, the Holy Ancestor's figure is disappearing, as if he himself has turned into divine texts.

This new change immediately made the two of them open their eyes wide.

Immediately afterwards, they saw hundreds of divine characters appear simultaneously, but it did not end there.

Where the Holy Ancestor is, divine texts continue to emerge, one by one, tens, hundreds, thousands!

At this moment, thousands of divine texts appeared in the void, but the figure of the Holy Ancestor could not be found.

In other words, the thousand-character sacred text is the Holy Ancestor.

For a moment, divine texts danced wildly in the void.

Each divine text released light, as dazzling as the sun.

"Thousands of characters to suppress the prison!"

In the void, divine sound emerged.

The thousand-character divine text danced together and wrapped around the mountain ancestor in front of them.

At the same time, each sacred text was being pronounced, with the sound and form connected, just like the chanting of Zen and the sound of Taoism.

Shanzu was completely submerged in the divine text, and the Zen chanting and Taoist sounds were also constantly impacting and converting him!

Not to mention the Mountain Ancestor inside, even the people watching the battle had the sound of the divine text constantly echoing in their ears.

The divine sound was continuous, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, but it never stopped.

Many impatient monks hurriedly used spiritual power and rules to seal themselves, but they were surprised to find that the divine sound still resounded in their hearts and consciousness.

They still didn't believe it and manipulated the rules of spiritual power again, trying to completely block all their senses.

But the next second, these people opened their eyes again and discovered with horror that they could not stop the invasion of the divine sound at all.

It was as if this divine sound was the sound of heaven and earth, the sound of themselves, the sound of their lives...

Only death can free us from this divine sound.

Everyone's heart was pounding, and for a moment they felt as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.

As the divine sound continued to chant in their hearts and minds, they felt as if they had given up everything and completely converted to the Holy Ancestor.

Especially the cultivators under Gong Tiandao were the most affected by the divine sound.

Ning Qi had seen the magical powers of the Holy Ancestor before, and the divine sound before him was just a variant and enhanced version of it.

He used his own voice to counter the divine voice and covered Jian Zu and others, thus saving them from the invasion of the divine voice.

As for Zhao Yujun and other cultivators under Hai Zu's command, Hai Zu immediately wrapped them in an illusory sea current.

The ocean current continuously emitted clear sounds like the tide, dispersing the divine sound.

Hai Zu herself seemed unaffected by it, and the struggling look on her face had already returned to normal.

Everyone continued to look.

The figure of the Mountain Ancestor had long disappeared, completely submerged by the Thousand-Character Divine Text.

Everyone saw that the divine text kept twisting in the void, and actually condensed into an illusory pagoda.

The pagoda shone brightly, and the divine sound from it made the surrounding space vibrate in response.

Everyone was horrified. They were so far away and were almost saved by the divine sound. What kind of impact would the Mountain Ancestor face?

In short, Shanzu's figure has not appeared, which makes everyone very worried.

Does this mean that the Holy Ancestor has reversed the situation?

Ning Qi held his breath and concentrated, sensing the changes in the divine text.

From the Hundred-Character Divine Text to the Thousand-Character Divine Text, the changes in the Holy Ancestor's magical power were so numerous that even he needed to come down and seriously comprehend them.

The strength of this magical power is far more than just ten times the strength of the Holy Ancestor's previous hundred-word magical power.

Ning Qi sensed a special power on it, similar to the power possessed by the previous Mountain Ancestor.

In other words, it is similar to the aura in the shadow of the sacred mountain behind, and seems to be the aura of immortals.

However, Ning Qi didn't know where this immortal aura came from.

Was it produced by these divine texts, or was it produced by the Holy Ancestor using other treasures, such as the Holy Map of the Ancient Road?

Ning Qi stared at the divine text. He sensed thousands of changes from it. In addition to the power of suppression and the power of transformation, it also possessed all kinds of offensive power, as well as the power of time and space, and was constantly changing.

Ning Qi was also unable to infer what Shanzu had encountered there.

He vaguely sensed a power of reincarnation from it!

It seems that this thousand-word divine text has the power to suppress hell, just as the Holy Ancestor said.

This involves the rules of space and time. Even if it involves the power of reincarnation, Ning Qi does not think it is impossible.

In short, old ginger is still spicy.

It turned out that the Saint Ancestor was not so easily suppressed by the Mountain Ancestor. Now he was suppressing the Mountain Ancestor instead, which surprised Ning Qi.

The Shenwen Pagoda is still chanting Zen and Taoism, constantly rotating, releasing all kinds of precious images, and emitting all kinds of light, appearing extremely sacred.

In the distance, the projection of Mount Buzhou did not disappear because the Holy Ancestor suppressed the Mountain Ancestor. It was still spreading slowly.

It seems to be an eternal existence between heaven and earth. Once it is summoned, it will not disappear so easily.

Ning Qi couldn't figure out how powerful it was, nor what would happen next.

Whether it is the power released by the Holy Ancestor or the power of the Mountain Ancestor, they all exceed his current cognition.

Ning Qi was very excited about this!

This means that he still has a way to go and can learn a lot from several ancestors.

He secretly calculated whether he could crack the mystery by adding his own power.

But in a moment, Ning Qi shook his head secretly.

Although his original body took another path, following the realm master cultivation system he created, he was currently only invincible in the Hedao realm.

And now the power used by the Mountain Ancestor and the Saint Ancestor has surpassed the Hedao realm, and has a hint of immortal power!

Ning Qi had never come into contact with this kind of aura before, and he didn't understand it well enough, so how could he talk about surpassing it?

Just as Ning Qi was thinking this, a sudden change occurred in the Shenwen Pagoda in front of him.

A resounding voice, like a dusk drum and a dawn bell, broke through the divine sound and stood out.

"Zhu Xian!"

These two simple words brought the divine sound to an abrupt end.

Puff puff puff!

One after another, the divine texts exploded, the pagoda was actually crumbling, and a burly figure rushed out from it.

The figure landed in the distance, revealing the current state of the Mountain Ancestor.

His hair was disheveled, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes had turned blood red, flickering.

When he stopped, the Shenwen Pagoda completely collapsed! (End of this chapter)