Chapter 69: Battle with Tongtian
The other people also put the fans into their pockets. Di Jun got the fire fan as expected, while Laozi got the fan, which would allow him to fan the wind and make elixirs in the future.

The water fan was unexpectedly taken away by Minghe, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Among all the people present, the only one who has something to do with water is Minghe, the lord of the filthy sea of ​​blood.

Seeing that he had obtained a treasure, Minghe did not show any joy on his face. He just bowed to the gods present and immediately rode away on the Red Lotus of Karma.

Di Jun and Tai Yi were too lazy to look at the arrogant expressions of the Three Pure Ones, and besides being worried about the Thirty-Six Heavens, they hurriedly left with the three Taiyin goddesses and Fuxi. Before leaving, Fuxi nodded to Nuwa, and then followed them away.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the backs of the group of people leaving with a disdainful curl of his lips, but he didn't say anything in the end. Instead, he said to Hengming and Bixia Yuanjun: "My two Taoist friends, why don't you come to my Kunlun Mountain to have a gathering and discuss the mysteries of the Tao, which can be regarded as a leisurely thing."

Hengming looked at Nuwa, asking her with his eyes whether she wanted to go to Kunlun Mountain together, but Nuwa just shook her head gently, turned into a ray of divine light and left. It was difficult for her to give up Fuxi, so she had to do her best to persuade him.

Heng Ming did not insist upon seeing this, but nodded and smiled, saying: "Since that is the case, then we will respectfully obey your order."

Laozi nodded and said, "It is a great honor for my humble abode that you two Taoist friends can come to Kunlun Mountain to discuss the Dao."

Tongtian's words implied a hint of fighting intent: "If there is a chance, I would like to compete with Taoist Hengming. We will use fighting instead of law and sword to discuss the Dao."

After hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's face darkened: "Third brother! How can you be so rude in front of an honored guest?"

But Tongtian didn't care. He was a man with a strong fighting spirit. He wanted to fight with Taiyi just now. It was a pity that Taiyi was too worried about the Chaos Bell and finally forced to stop, which made him very disappointed.

Now that he had met Hengming, a great god who was equally powerful as Taiyi, he naturally felt itchy and wanted to fight him. It would be best if both of them could use their skills together, which would demonstrate his identity as the authentic Pangu and also satisfy his desire to fight with all his strength.

Hengming saw Tongtian's face full of fighting spirit, and after a little thought, he nodded: "If Taoist Tongtian insists, then today is worse than tomorrow. You and I might as well have a fight now. It would be interesting to discuss Taoism through fighting."

Tong Tian laughed loudly and said, "Good, that's what we great gods should do!"

After hearing this, Laozi shook his head, feeling that this was not a good move, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After all, the three brothers seldom go out, and Tongtian is unlikely to always challenge the two of them to a duel. Plus, Yuanshi Tianzun is a man of rules and respect for hierarchy, so he won't easily fight with him, so they can only find other things to pass the time.

He likes to make pills on weekdays, Yuanshi Tianzun likes to make weapons, and although Tongtian has a high talent in battle formations, he still likes fighting the most.

It's a pity that there are few great gods near Kunlun Mountain. There is a top goddess in West Kunlun, but that goddess often travels out and is not in West Kunlun nine out of ten days. So Tongtian can only compete with himself. He loses and wins, which makes him feel a lot less interesting.

Now that he finally met a great god who was willing to compete with him, how could Tongtian let him go so easily? So after shaking his head, Laozi slightly pulled Yuanshi Tianzun's sleeve to stop him from saying the next word.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked back and found that it was his elder brother who stopped him. He was the most disciplined person, so he had to shut up in the end and just signaled Tongtian to be careful.

A golden light flashed on Laozi's body, and a three-foot pagoda appeared, emitting golden light of merit all over the sky, illuminating the area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles with golden light, glorious and glorious, with auspicious clouds all over the sky and auspicious air all over the ground. Even the Supreme God Mountain and the blessed land of the cave could not compare to this golden and brilliant place of hundreds of millions of miles at this moment. Bixia Yuanjun looked at the golden pagoda with a little surprise: "The Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda, the first acquired merit treasure in the prehistoric world, I didn't expect it to be so powerful. It seems that Laozi did not exert the maximum power of this pagoda before, and now in order to protect Buzhou Mountain, he has exerted all his strength."

As expected, Laozi said, "Third brother, since you want to compete with fellow Taoist Hengming, why not use this land of billions of miles as the competition site? This way, you won't hurt Bu Zhou, and you can also grasp the degree and not hurt the harmony between each other."

Nothing is impossible in nature, and the same goes for destiny.

Tongtian whistled softly, and a transparent sword suddenly appeared in his hand, swaying in the air. A sharp aura rushed straight into the sky, cutting through countless layers of space and alarming countless ghosts and gods.

But Tongtian turned a blind eye to all of this. His figure flashed, and he chopped down at Hengming in the air with a transparent sword in his hand. Hengming smiled slightly, and a treasure wheel flashed past his body. Tongtian chopped down with the sword, and Hengming disappeared instantly.

Unfortunately, it only hit a phantom. Hengming was like a flower in a mirror or a moon in the water, floating and unpredictable. A scroll suddenly appeared out of nowhere and immediately blocked all the figures that left Tongtian. It seemed that only this scroll was spreading between heaven and earth.

Tongtian was not afraid at all. With a thought, the sword in his hand immediately changed color, turning into silver colored glaze, shining brightly. Its power also increased a thousand times. Another silver light flashed, and the scroll in the sky was immediately split into thousands of pieces.

The fragments of the scroll fluttered in the sky, but Tongtian's face became solemn. He saw that the fragments of the fate map suddenly stretched during the flying process, becoming thinner and thinner, and finally turned into endless silk threads woven into a net, which was Hengming's specialty, the web of destiny and the silk threads of destiny.

Countless webs of fate spread across the void, and even the golden light of merit released by the Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth could not resist the intrusion and domination of fate. The silk threads were densely woven together, more dangerous and more terrifying than the previous scrolls.

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, how is it?"

Just where the silk threads gathered most densely, the figure of a young Taoist gradually emerged. It was Heng Ming.

Weaving the threads of fate into a net is Hengming's instinct. That is to say, his cultivation is a little low now. After becoming a Daluo Jinxian, he will even be able to rely on the threads of fate to control the avenue and bring down countless disasters out of thin air. Even bad luck is not impossible.

The other side of fate is disaster. All three disasters and nine difficulties are destined by fate. This fate refers to fate.

Tongtian swung his sword several times in a row, each of which could cut tens of thousands of silk threads and hundreds of silk nets, but these silk threads could not be cut and were in a tangled mess. The silk threads floated all over the sky and finally formed into more silk threads.

Tongtian looked at the treasure wheel that was constantly rotating behind Hengming, and realized that it was this treasure wheel that was causing trouble and making it difficult for him to break free. Otherwise, no matter how magical the laws of destiny were, it would not be possible to trap him for so long.

The threads of fate continued to gather, and seeing that the sword in his hand had been trapped by these threads, Tongtian could only shout out: "I give up, I lose this competition!"

Countless threads of fate froze, and finally quickly dissipated. Hengming also appeared stepping on the fate map. Tongtian sighed: "The power of fate is well-deserved, and it is more amazing than my sword."

(End of this chapter)