Bang!

While a few people were joking, a huge unknown object suddenly crashed into the white robe.

After the loud crackling sound, countless stone chips flew in all directions under the light curtain of the white robe.

"Hmph, if you want to use a stone to penetrate my protection, even if you young people have been cultivating for three or five hundred years, it is still far from enough!" Yang Dao snorted coldly and looked quietly at the bottom of the white robe.

That huge object was just a stone, and no matter how strong the person who threw the stone was, the stone was still too 'soft' compared to Yang Daoyi's protection.

It's like a strong man has the power to punch through a slate, but if he throws a ball of cotton to hit the slate, it is absolutely impossible to break through.

"There is an enemy attack! Disciples of the Lan Cong Palace should take precautions! Pay attention to yourself. Seven-colored light burst out from the back of Mu Yanrong's head, and a bright long sword was drawn out in his hand.

With a shake of his right hand, the long sword roared, and all the hundred disciples looked at the woman with reverence and said, "Yes!"

Although these people are very detached in their thinking, they have to accept Mu Yanrong when they face it, because for them, Mu Yanrong is a strong person.

"We are born and extraordinary, and we will turn evil into good fortune, live for Lan Cong Palace, and die for Lan Cong Palace!"

Ye Ze and Mu Yanrong, a hundred disciples shouted in unison, and the sound shocked the universe, just these sounds containing cultivation made Yang Daoyi's protection react.

No one is perfect, and although this group of people is pretentious, they are admirable.

At the same time, Yang Daoyi also secretly transmitted to Li Shaoyang: "Someone wants to target you during this trip, remember, don't leave me half a step, as long as I Yang Daoyi still has a breath, I won't let you be hurt by these traitors." ”

This is Yang Daoyi, the first god of Nanze who binds the sage's successor to his own life.

A protector is a protector who withstands the pressure of the protected person at a time when he has not yet grown up. This is the Protector!

"Lao Yang, are you sure you can bear it, you are leading the team on this trip, aren't you afraid that they will choose to kill you, the first god of Nanze, while targeting me?"

He Li Shaoyang is also bloody, and he has also taken human life in his hands!

"Young man, the old man doesn't need you to work hard for me, these tricks of yours are not enough to see!

Yang Dao smiled, stood on the edge of the white robe and stepped out.

Li Shaoyang next to him was dumbfounded, this protective light curtain is qualitatively invisible, this old man can go out directly?!

Li Shaoyang felt that he was being played like a monkey, and he felt a little strange.

However, the white robe did not land because of Yang Daoyi's departure, but was gently suspended in the void. Everything seemed extremely calm.

"You never know how ridiculous your existence is! Even though the old man has retired for three thousand years, even if the old man has not made half a cent of progress in three thousand years! But no matter what, the old man Yang Daoyi is still the first god of Nanze. Yang Dao's voice was so loud that it formed ripples of sound centered on himself in the void.

Next to him is the Starfall Divine Mountain less than a thousand miles, but the current Starfall Divine Mountain does not seem to be as brilliant as the brilliance emitted by an old man like him.

The unprecedented white light will reflect the bright sky clearly, and at this moment Lao Yang is also a brilliant person, just like Lao Li at the moment before he died.

In the midst of the loud cheers, Yang Daoyi looked at the haze below, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. He didn't even use any moves, and he didn't involve any order runes.

It was just a cold snort, and there was some breath of his own in his voice.

In the haze below, someone fell to the ground, and some people disintegrated into a cloud of blood mist. Some people didn't even have time to scream before they turned into nourishment for the earth.

Suddenly, Yang Dao waved his hand and forcibly ingested a person from an invisible place below and slowly lifted him into the air.

The man was dressed in pitch-black armor, and his entire face was stained with blood. It seems to be an evil spirit from the netherworld, but it is in danger, and the gods are about to die.

Countless people below burst to death, and he may be the only one who has a breath left, but he is not far from death.

"Hehe! The people behind you really treat me as an old waste? A few Creation Realm cultivators dare to stop me, I don't know what is alive or dead!" Yang Daoyi's eyes were full of white light, and such a look was very psychic, making people dare not look directly.

Suddenly, Lao Yang fixed this person in the void, paced in the void himself, and asked himself, "Do you know why your companions died and you survived?"

The black-armored man only had one breath left, and he was already speechless, but he looked at Yang Daoyi in horror and shook his head, his head seemed to be hanging down at any time, and then died.

"It's not because you're stronger than all of them, it's just that I've regained my strength and let you breathe, and now you can die!" because your mission is complete......" Yang Daoyi sighed, stretched out the index finger of his right hand, and pointed out, the man's head disintegrated like a watermelon, and then the entire body was shattered and fell from the sky.

But Lao Yang's fingers were not stained with a drop of dirty blood, and even the white Shenxi on his body became more and more dignified and bright.

The eyes of the disciples lit up, they had never thought that Yang Dao Yi was so powerful.

Only Li Shaoyang knew that with the same aura, even Mu Chen, who was also a first-class powerhouse at the peak of the Divine Dignity, could not resist the aura of Xia Yang Daoyi, let alone these earth chickens and tile dogs of the Creation Realm?

It's just that he doesn't understand why Yang Daoyi left this person's life and then killed him.

"Why didn't this person kill before, and then he had to die?" Old man Yang?" Li Shaoyang obediently stood on the edge of the white robe and shouted at Yang Dao who was three zhang away.

"Are you stupid, kid? Although I am very powerful, I am also very limited, and my energy will be weakened, and I have just reached a critical point on him, a little far. And do you know how many Creation Realm pinnacles there are down here? Five or six hundred? Do you think it's a radish standing there waiting for you to cut him!" Yang Daoyi said to Li Shaoyang in a voice of divine sense, his words were very grotesque and strange.

After Li Shaoyang's brain spun rapidly, he came to two purposes: 'Yang Daoyi's hand is to pretend to be forced!' Otherwise, if this person doesn't die, he won't be able to pretend, will the hundred people behind him still cheer him on?'

Li Shaoyang looked back strangely at the disciples who looked at Yang Daoyi with a golden light in his eyes, and he was speechless for a while.

Full of routines, Yang Daoyi is really an old fritter.

However, just as Li Shaoyang was evaluating Yang Daoyi in his heart, more than a dozen powerhouses with different costumes slowly walked out of the pile of dead people in the five or six hundred Creation Realms.

These dozen or so powerhouses are all in the appearance of the God Realm, and many of them are at the peak. These people's aura is extraordinary, and none of them are reflected by the divine light, immortal and immortal. The immortal substance is revealed, the essence of life is condensed and not dispersed, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that these people have been immortal.

Each of these people has a vision imprinted in the void, and each imprint is intertwined and condensed, forming a force to be reckoned with.

The continuous output of these powers came to Yang Daoyi and the white robe. The great pressure set off the wind and sand, breaking the towering trees, and the vision even obscured the Taiyin star in the west.

A sea appeared in the sky, and the tides of the sea made a loud sound, and the power of the waves became more and more powerful. Superimposed in the form of a geometric formula.

The turbulent force slammed into the void, sealing the void and the white-robed protection clicked, but it was never able to break through.

Ripe weak and ripe strong, visible at a glance.

I can't imagine that your group of unsightly beings can together give birth to a vision of hiding from the world and the sea. It's not easy, it's not easy!" Yang Dao sighed as he looked at the azure ocean that had gathered above the sky.

It's just that his way of sighing is a little 'slightly' arrogant, and he even keeps clapping his hands with a smile.

"One, two, three, four, five............ Eleven, twelve, thirteen. Is it just thirteen of you? It seems that you are only thirteen second-rate gods, and even if this vision is amazing, it is just mud cows entering the sea. ”

Yang Dao stretched out his finger and counted the dozen or so people in front of him one by one. There are only thirteen, thirteen second-rate gods.

The so-called second-rate can only be regarded as an existence with medium qualifications. But even if it was a dozen or so second-rate gods, how could they have the courage to challenge Yang Dao One?

"The seniors are respected as the first gods in Nanze, I don't know if they can live up to the name in the eyes of those of us in the southern suburbs! Thirteen people, seniors don't underestimate people too much!" One of the thirteen people said with a big bald sneer.

In his opinion, Yang Dao is nothing more than a god stick that is not worthy of the name, otherwise why would he live in a corner of the land for 3,000 years.

Yang Dao thought to himself: "Bald, Lao Tzu remembers you!" But he will definitely not say what he thinks in his heart, otherwise it will be difficult to catch it later.

But except for this bald man, the others are still relatively 'shy' and don't speak.

"It's just a small fight, someone is going to test this old boy. Be careful. If this old boy can't bear it, what awaits you is not fleeing, but slaughter!" Li Shaoyang said in the sea of knowledge.

He has always been reliable, and he will not pit Li Shaoyang. As he said, the current Creation Realm exists to death, and at the very least, they are all second-rate gods, if there is really a behind-the-scenes promoter who wants to test Yang Daoyi, it will be really terrifying.

If Yang Daoyi, the leader of the team, fails, someone will definitely slaughter their hundred-numbered people.

"Lao Yang, give him some color! I believe in you!" On the white robe, Li Shaoyang shouted at Yang Dao.

The thirteen people all looked at Li Shaoyang with unkind eyes, and I am afraid that the only person who could talk to Yang Daoyi like this was the young man whom the new emperor Tang Tian named to kill!

Seeing Li Shaoyang, these people approached together as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, wanting to make a move on Yang Dao.

"The thirteen gods have seen the seniors, and we are sent to take the lives of the seniors, so please ask the seniors to take their lives!"

The thirteen second-rate gods crushed towards the Yang Dao, and the majestic power continued to surge with the waves that hid the sky and the sea.

The azure energy continued to spread, and there were even the bones of the strongest floating in the sea, and every wisp of energy had the power to kill life.

Li Shaoyang felt that if there was no protection from Yang Daoyi this time, I was afraid that just this wisp of ability that crossed the sky and the sea would be enough to kill them all.

Even Li Shaoyang saw that the white light on Yang Dao's body was stunned, although it was only for a moment, but it was also amazing.

Not everyone is called Yang Daoyi.

"You are also worthy of the end of your life, and you are not worthy of taking my life!" Yang Dao snorted coldly when he saw that these people were embarrassed.

He said slowly: "If someone like you goes head-to-head with me, it takes a cold snort to defeat one, and it takes a finger to kill one. Today, thirteen people are besieging me, so I'll let you see what the best is!"

As he spoke, Yang Dao's five fingers opened, and thirteen snow-white runes flew out of each palm, and his hand was raised above his head, and then he slapped it downward.

It was like a god descending into the world, and the nine heavens were shocked, and every rune had supreme power.

"One person, one is not a bully! Life and death are fate! It depends on your creation!" Yang Dao walked away without looking back after striking out thirteen runes. Straight into the white robe......

The thirteen gods thought that Yang Dao Yi was great, and they clearly saw that Yang Dao Yi's Dharma Body was obviously stagnant at the moment when their vision of concealing the sky and crossing the sea was crushed.

Even if it was true that Yang Daoyi had said, he could kill a second-rate god like them with one finger, but they were now the collective force of thirteen people together. Even if it is a first-class peak like Mu Chen, I am afraid that I have to consider whether to collide with it again and again. This Yang Dao Yi directly typed thirteen runes, did he have a pit in his brain.

"Hmph, what are we? God is not a pig or a dog to be slaughtered!"

The thirteen were furious, and each flew forward to shatter the rune in front of him.

And Yang Daoyi also walked to the white robe step by step, and walked away directly after using his spiritual power. The white robe was extremely fast, and he quickly shook off the thirteen gods behind him.

"Lao Yang, are you sure you can get them? I don't think they are weak? Isn't your Fa Xiang also affected by that vision that hides the world?" On the white robe, Li Shaoyang looked at the old man who was half a head taller than himself and asked strangely.

The hundred disciples behind them also looked at the old man in their sect with confusion in their eyes. His intensity has always been a mystery.

If I am very strong, they will be afraid, they will run away, and I will run to catch them, and maybe it will be a matter of turning the tiger away from the mountain, and if I leave, what will happen if someone strikes against you? So the old man can only show weakness, let them swell, and then let them take the initiative to find me, so that they will die themselves. And I don't have to be distracted to solve them one by one. After all, it's not you little waste that is dragging me down!" Yang Daoyi had a 'you don't understand me' expression on his face. It's also the truth, but it makes people feel that this person is a little exaggerated.

And these elites are called 'little waste' and get angry just thinking about it.

It's just that when they heard Yang Daoyi say that these people took the initiative to die, they all looked back.

I saw that where the thirteen gods originally stood in the void, a faint white light gradually dissipated, and the vision of hiding the sky and the sea had a big explosion, and the blue ocean turned into a blood-colored ocean, and the screams were endless.

"Old monster, you dare to deceive us, this kind of power clearly does not belong to the power of the God Realm!"

"This white light is actually melting my Dao Rules, and the immortal origin in my body is also being disintegrated, I am a god, an immortal, this is impossible. ”

As he spoke, these people were already on the verge of death, but the thirteen runes were like a heavenly sword slashing down when only the last wisp was left. Kill all thirteen people, and there will be no more survivors.

The vision above the sky has not even dispersed, but the person who triggered the vision has already stained the sky with blood.........

"Nameless law, the body of the living is dead, and the soul is in the nine shadows, never visible. Even if it's just a simple thirteen runes, it's not something that you half-gods can figure out. Yang Dao's body was restrained at this moment, as if he was an ordinary person. If you looked at him at this moment, no one would have thought that not long ago, he had killed more than a dozen gods with his own laws.

"Old man Yang is mighty!" Li Shaoyang was stunned to look at the blood-stained vision of the sky and the sea, and waved the long sword in his hand and shouted.

Then it resonated: "Yang seniors are mighty! Yang seniors are mighty........." You can imagine how high the voice of a hundred people is. Yang Dao smiled and drove straight to the Starfall Divine Mountain in his white robe.

No one knew that only a hundred miles after they walked, where the visions of the thirteen gods were accompanied, a tall figure strode over.

When stepping on the void, there are golden lines that accompany it, and when the lines spread to the vision of the gods, they even directly shatter it!

"Although I didn't break through, I became stronger! If I had met you of this level three thousand years ago, I am afraid that I would only be able to resist you with a hundred moves. After a hundred moves, there is no doubt that you will lose. But you today are not you 3,000 years ago, and I am not who I was 3,000 years ago. I'm still the first in the southern suburbs! It's just that I'm not a god, but a true realm. ”

As he spoke, the man waved his hand and struck out a sea of laws, surging, blasting all the defilemented blood of the god into the dirt, and the blood infected a large area of land.

At this time, I saw that behind the first god in the southern suburbs, there was a person, who was the one who connected with the traitor of Lanlu Palace that day.

"What's in front of you? It's not going to be another one-sided massacre!" the man was like thunder, and his voice was impressive. questioned the people behind him without joy or sorrow.

"The new emperor Tang Tian said, the Yang Dao Divine Realm has the true power, but the number of the Upper True Realm is scarce, and even one missing it is a weakening of our combat power, so there is no existence beyond the Divine Realm ahead. This time, His Excellency Angelica became famous. The person behind him said with some flattery.

There is no such thing as a true powerhouse, but isn't the first god in the southern suburbs the true one?

"Three thousand years ago, there was no head-to-head confrontation, and after three thousand years, it was suppressed by the Great Realm, even if he defeated him today, he was suspected of not being able to win. I don't care anymore, though. In the future, I will have a lot of infamy........." The former first god in the southern suburbs smiled bitterly, but who knows why he smiled bitterly?

Nanjiao and Nanze are so similar, but unfortunately they are not the same realm after all.