The soap-robed Daoist greeted the South Heavenly Gate, not only suppressing the golden light of the starry giant gate, but also strongly suppressing the vision caused by the opening of the Heavenly Gate, and the surrounding storm gradually slowed down, at least it couldn't blow away.

Shi Yiguang stared at the top of his head tightly, and for a while he forgot to take advantage of the wind to slip away.

She was afraid that Nantianmen would be smashed, and then she would not be able to save that stupid brother.

At the same time, she was not the only one staring at the sky, but also the tens of thousands of 'idle people' in the base, they were shocked and suspicious, they didn't know where this soap-robed Taoist came from!

This kind of power is beyond their imagination, and there is no relevant concept in their minds, whether the sword that is drawn out casually can cut a log, or cut a mountain, or shatter a planet, they can't even tell.

All they could feel was endless coercion, the coercion from the Nantian Gate, which was wrath, enveloping the general trend of heaven and earth, pouring down overwhelmingly, pervasive, and nowhere to avoid.

Everyone on the ground was terrified, feeling as small and humble as a speck of dust in the dirt, facing a golden supergiant star, and was about to be crushed by this star.

This is a huge gap that can never be bridged, and the only thought of the ants in the face of the gods is to surrender, and they dare not have the idea of making up for this gap at all.

But the god was blocked, by a mortal, a soap-robed Taoist, he was like another god, dressed in black and turned into a black hole, blocking in front of the South Heaven Gate, tearing most of the power of heaven and earth it exuded into it and shattering it.

Shi Yiguang saw a strange scene, a round of golden sun, and a black vortex, thinking of two small balls tied to both ends of the rope, circling each other in circles, the golden sun wanted to grind the vortex, and the black vortex wanted to smash the golden sun.

They collided, each time sputtering out large strands of brilliant light, turning into a starry sky and dissipating into nothingness, the black vortex was an individual, constantly weakening, but the golden sun could draw supplies from the endless unknown.

After hundreds of collisions, the black vortex gradually became unsupportable, while the golden sun was diametrically opposed, the light became more and more intense, and the general momentum of the mobilized heaven and earth became stronger and stronger, so that in the end, the black vortex was suppressed only a little bit.

The golden giant gate was suspended in the starry sky, shining with thousands of golden lights, suppressing the black vortex to the size of a little finger, and it seemed that it would be scattered at any time, purified and dissolved by the light of the righteous path.

Shi Yiguang couldn't tell whether she was happy, sad, or both, if Nantianmen won, she would be able to go to the netherworld to find that foolish brother, and if Nantianmen was defeated, this road to the netherworld might be completely cut off.

But for some reason, she didn't want the soap-robed Taoist to lose, this was an inexplicable feeling, she vaguely felt that the soap-robed Taoist was doing the right thing, at least one villain would not fight desperately when he became a corpse.

The reason why the people who support the soap robe Taoist will not give up until they die may be the legendary faith, that kind of sacred and noble thing.

Shi Yiguang looked up at the sky, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking, just staring at the sky in a daze, where the darkness was about to be purified, and the divine golden light representing heaven and earth was about to shine on the earth again.

And at this moment, on a mountain not far from the Temple of Heaven and Earth, a purple-clothed man wearing a mask suddenly jumped out, turning into a purple streamer, and the passage formed by the dark clouds was stacked and left.

Shi Yiguang glared and recognized the man in purple, the man who had broken into her dreams many times, but this was the first time she had seen his true body, pretending to be the mysterious Xiao Mingjun, and at this time she came back to her senses.

This Xiao Mingjun is in a group with the soap-robed Taoist, and the projection she saw in the Rongbing Spring has him, after the Taoist cut the sky, it was Xiao Mingjun who ran away with the Taoist's coffin, and even the golden heavenly thunder couldn't catch up with him.

Xiao Mingjun is going to save the soap-robed Taoist again? Shi Yiguang thought secretly.

Xiao Mingjun had a strange artifact like a geokinetic instrument suspended behind him, and went straight to the Nantianmen, but before he could fly next to the dark clouds, he was stopped by a ghostly guy: "Do you want to help him?"

The black impermanence in the top hat smiled coldly.

"Black impermanence, you are looking for death!" Xiao Mingjun's narrow eyes flashed a trace of cold killing intent: "Fulfill you!"

With a one-handed move, the black wooden coffin next to Shi Yiguang flew up, disintegrating in the process of flying, turning into millions of black runes, like a dense swarm of bees, buzzing straight towards Black Impermanence.

"Hmph, the eighth master's head is here, take it away if you have the ability. Hei Wuchang sneered, waved his arm, and a faint gray mist filled his body, enveloping the surrounding area of hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.

And in those black fogs, there are shadowy figures standing, looking straight ahead, and there is a faint sound of suona, and it is getting louder and louder.

Xiao Mingjun pointed at the black impermanence, and the million black runes that the black coffin turned into suddenly accelerated, rushing into the black mist emitted by the black impermanence, and then it turned out to be an invisible body, penetrating the dense ghost shadows, and went straight to the black impermanence hidden in the army of ghosts.

The runes wrapped the black impermanence, rotated at great speed, converged, fused, and solidified, and in an instant, it turned into a thick black giant coffin again, and the black impermanence disappeared, and it was clear that it had been shrunk in the coffin.

This coffin is very special, it can even isolate the performance of the contract, as soon as the black impermanence is locked, the hazy ghost fog outside, the seeping ghost shadow dissipates almost at the same time, and there is only a vibrating coffin left in the sky.

Xiao Mingjun sneered, jumped to the top of the coffin in a few steps, cut his palm, released purple-red blood, and dragged the blood to flow in the air: "With my spell, write the [seal] word seal!"

He sketched a talisman seal with blood, and saw that its appearance turned out to be the Chinese character [seal], but the iron painting silver hook was sharp and restrained, without the slightest aura or supernaturalness, and was clamped by Xiao Mingjun with one hand and gently covered the coffin lid.

As soon as the seal fell, the coffin instantly stopped, quietly suspended there.

"Black impermanence?hmph, go back to the ruins. Xiao Mingjun sneered, then pulled out the blood from the palm of his hand, and continued to outline the talisman: "With my spell, imitate yin and yang, and make the sun and moon in the sky." Immediately, the wisps of purple-red blood condensed, and once again outlined a simple talisman.

But it is also a Chinese character [曌], but this talisman seal is completely different from the previous [seal] word, [曌] character seal is suspended with a gold, a white and two light clusters, like the sun and the moon suspended in the sky, not only supernatural and extraordinary, but also gives people a strange illusion of purifying all things.

This [曌] character seal is about to take shape.

"Meng Po is not here, you dare to do it with me. Xiao Mingjun sneered, and was about to finish sketching the [曌] character and paste it on the coffin.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud rumbling sound in the sky, and the golden light transformed by the Nantianmen was about to evaporate the black hole that the soap-robed Daoist had turned into.

Xiao Mingjun's expression changed, and he didn't care about the black impermanence in the coffin, "It's your fate." Turning around, he waved his robe, rose into the sky again, and went straight into the passage of the dark clouds, crossed the heavily folded space, and rescued the soap-robed Taoist.

I saw the globe behind her turn, and a cloud of dirty blood wrapped in a dark green ball of light gushed out of it, crossed the heavy blockade of the Heavenly Gate, and crashed into the skeleton body of the soap-robed Taoist.

The power of the black hole is only secondary, the most important thing is that the soap-robed Taoist has become somewhat fleshy under the shriveled skin, as if some flesh and blood have grown back, and it is no longer the old skin of the folds that wraps the bones.

This skeleton, turned into a dried corpse, is still a dead thing that does not only rely on instinct, it seems to have some senses.

The Taoist let go of the six-color magic disk in his hand, and the magic disk rotated drippingly, becoming the size of three zhang, hanging above his head, releasing a mysterious six-color halo, covering the Taoist, and completely avoiding the golden light of the South Heavenly Gate.

As soon as these golden rays from the South Heavenly Gate touched the six-colored halo, they were like headless flies, and they turned around.

The Taoist held the illusory long sword in his hand, and slashed at the Nantianmen, this sword was too gorgeous, so brilliant that there was an illusion, on the towering mountain, there was a flesh-and-blood soap-robed Taoist standing in the coffin, slashing at the sky, turning into an invisible sword light.

Shi Yiguang was stunned, what was the situation? Wasn't this the scene she saw in the Rongbing Spring? This was a scene from the past, how did it appear here?

Immediately afterwards, the sword light was slow and urgent, and in a river flowed downstream, in the river there were officials wearing flower feathers, there were galloping Eight Banner Army, there were little emperors in suits who left the Forbidden City, there were plane bombings, there were inhumane massacres, and there was Taizu on the tower of the city to announce that the people of Kyushu had stood up.

The last scene in the river was actually the scene of someone sitting on the altar of celestial bodies, scratching his ears and cheeks.

And at this point, this invisible sword light was completely formed, flew out of the illusory river, coincided with the illusory long sword in the hand of the soap-robed Daoist, and then flew out and went straight to the South Heavenly Gate.

Shi Yiguang was really stupid, she couldn't wait to buckle her eyes and throw them next to the soap-robed Taoist to take a good look, was she mistaken, what is this sword? How could it appear like this?

It crossed space, cut off time, and slashed from the upper reaches of the long river of time, this is a sword light from Mount Tai hundreds of years ago.

What the hell is this man? is it still a creature? or is it still a god? a real god!

I saw a sword from the soap-robed Taoist who slashed the sky in the Rongbing Spring before, and it was unremarkable, and I thought it was not good, but I didn't expect that what was hidden under the mediocre was this indescribable power, what kind of power even cut out the long river of time.

This sword light from hundreds of years ago slashed into the sky, and where it passed, the golden light exploded, and in its place was an endless darkness, which rushed straight to the magnificent and majestic Nantian Gate.

There was no deafening sound, on the contrary, the whole world was quiet, without a single sound.

Shi Yiguang saw with his own eyes that the sword light broke through the golden light of the Nantian Gate, slashed at the body of the Nantian Gate that was about to open completely, and cut in, and in an instant, the light of the entire Nantian Gate dimmed.

"Nantianmen is really going to be destroyed!" Shi Yiguang muttered to herself, this sword was so shocking that she felt that she could break through everything.

But she miscalculated, the sword light was blocked, but it was not Nantianmen, but a claw, a blue claw, leaned out from behind the two open doors and pinched this sword through time.

The claw closed with force, and the sword light shattered.

There were two blue faint eyes looking from behind the door, without the slightest fluctuation, except for indifference, it was still indifferent, even when I saw the soap-robed Taoist, there was no change in the slightest, for the blue one, it was just a slightly stronger ant.

However, when it saw Shi Yiguang on the altar of heaven and earth, it suddenly froze, staring at Shi someone, and it was no longer indifferent, but had a humanized emotion, which was very complicated, a moment of joy, a moment of viciousness, a moment of bloodthirsty, and a moment of pain.

It's like a lonely wolf seeing a beautiful big white sheep, and he is struggling, whether to keep it as a companion, or to eat it steamed, boiled and eaten, or to swallow it alive with fur and skin, but unfortunately there is only one, and the choice is so difficult and painful.

Shi Yiguang's whole body exploded, this indifferent gaze was too familiar!

"It's the Blue God, the Lord of All Spirits. ”

The monster in Operation Dragon's Back, once upon a time, all the spirits of heaven and earth, including humans, were its humble servants and food.