The wind and smoke curled, the ancient mountain was shattered, and a brilliant sword light pierced the night, reaching the sky like a rainbow, suddenly stopping under the string moon, and Ling Feng stood on it.

Broken Sorrow Sword raised his eyebrows slightly, chasing all the way, but when he arrived here, all the aura sensing seemed to have become hazy and not very clear, and there were violent fluctuations in the aura in the distance in all directions, as if there was a big battle, making it even more difficult for him to judge where Ao Chenxiao was going at this time.

"Hmph, if you want to get rid of me easily, you can't help but take me too seriously. ”

Broken sorrow snorted coldly, with a wave of his big sleeves, the void in front of him was like water, the waves flowed, and the naked eye could see a magic mirror outlined by Xuanguang, standing in the air, the mirror light twisted and changed, as if searching the heavens and the earth, peeking into the heavens, thousands of mountains, rivers, stars and seas, all in this mirror, constantly flashing.

After a while, the picture freezes and becomes clearer and clearer.

"Holding the son of the stars is a heavenly machine, raising a glass and lifting the pen to fall to the fairy gods, the red dust karma is so ignorant, and you can enter Kunlun in this life!"

Between the mountains, a white jade-colored fairy chariot Ling Yu Yu Kong, the immortal chariot rises and falls, the treasure yarn is crystal clear, above the immortal chariot, a young Taoist dressed in a moon-white robe, the fairy spirit is extremely vigorous, the face is leisurely, holding the wine and singing, he holds the jade cup of wine, a golden pen is waved in the void, attracting the celestial phenomena.

On the fairy chariot, behind him, there was a heroic woman wearing a red dress, red armor on her shoulders, and a huge divine bow on her back, lying sideways, the treasure yarn was flying, and it could be seen that the woman's expression was angry, her eyes were spewing fire, but she couldn't move at all.

On her delicate and delicate body, chains of golden light condensed like substance, together with her hands, firmly bound and imprisoned her, no matter how hard she struggled and resisted, she couldn't shake it in the slightest.

In the depths of the ancient mountain, some demon beasts were intruded into the territory, feeling threatened and provoked, and rushed into the void one after another, wanting to attack the immortal chariot and fight, so that the human beings who dared to break in and offend paid the price, but they were all in the void in front of the immortal chariot, which was crushed by the collision, igniting a white divine flame, and roaring and falling to the earth.

There are many monsters, none of which can stop them!

"How dare you peep into the Heavenly Dao?"

Suddenly, as if sensing that someone was casting a spell and peeping, the Taoist shook his head slightly, said indifferently, and only raised his pen with a stroke, an obscure and invisible force descended across the space, and the Xuanguang Mirror fell into darkness and shattered.

"Proud of Chenxiao!"

Breaking sorrow and cold drinking, the sound was like thunder and sword rage, at the moment when the Xuanguang mirror was shattered, the person had found the direction, turned into sword light, penetrated the sky, and chased after him again.

Tianlin's sword steps break through the space, break the sorrow like a dragon, hunt in the robe, ride the wind, the sword runs through the rainbow, and the spiritual power is surging like a river, surging endlessly, giving birth to its own speed to the extreme, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, all of which are reflections.

Under the moonlight, the sword rainbow reached the sky, and the void ran through and formed a line, which was an extremely terrifying speed, more than ten times more than the former Fengjimen Tianjiao.

"The person who cast the spell just now, is that him?"

The fairy galloped, flying over the mountains and seas, Aochenxiao drank the empty cup, put down the wine cup, indifferently picked up a white child, stared at the chess game, and was silent.

"Roar!!"

Suddenly, a strange roar came from the mountain forest, with extremely powerful penetrating power, spreading out to all sides, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed into the sky, covering a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Boom, boom, boom............."

The mountains and forests on all sides were broken, the grass and trees were folded, the silent night sky, suddenly rolled up with gusts of violent wind and waves, and a huge storm swept into the sky.

Under the gloomy moonlight, look at the figure that constantly emerges from the void mountain forest, hideous and cold, slender and huge, it is actually a colorful giant python snake.

These snakes and pythons are densely packed, each one is ten zhang away, or pitch black, or dark red, or turquoise, or snow white, with different colors of scale armor, each of them, exudes a fierce and cold atmosphere, and the vertical pupils like lanterns are full of fierce light.

Obviously, none of them are good.

Among them, one gold and one silver, two huge pythons like dragons, like snake kings, have a terrifying aura of approaching the holy realm.

However, what is even more shocking is that above the golden snake king, there is also a black-robed Taoist with a cold face standing in his hand, those colorful, hideous and fierce huge snake pythons, in front of the Taoist, all of them respectfully lowered their arrogant heads, as if they saw the king.

The scene was extremely shocking.

The storm swept away, the immortal chariot hung in the air and stagnated, a white chess piece flew out, like the trajectory of destiny, the stars fell, and all the storms were at this moment, suppressed and smoothed out, and the wind and smoke were silent.

"Are you from the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate?"

Ao Chenxiao got up, walked out of the immortal chariot, and stepped step by step, all of which were as unpredictable as the way of heaven.

That kind of ethereal, illusory temperament, like an unforeseeable fate, he holds a ruler-long gold pen, black and white on his head, the stars are like chess, and his clothes are hunting with the wind, which is more elegant.

"Ten Thousand Beast Gate, Heavenly Snake Mansion Lord, Feng Xu!"

Feng Xu's eyes were condensed, looking at the figure that seemed to be standing on the destiny of the Great Dao, and said lightly.

"Why are you holding me back?" Ao Chenxiao nodded and asked.

Feng Xu didn't say a word, just glanced at Song Jinyu on the immortal chariot, standing on the hundred-zhang long golden snake king with his hands in his hands, the snake letter hissed, exuding a fierce and oppressive aura, the four groups of snakes were silent, only the cold snake hiss, extremely terrifying.

Ao Chenxiao's eyes were majestic, and the Dharma seal on his forehead was overflowing with light, seeing this, he was not the slightest surprised, but said indifferently:

"Daoist Feng Xu, you should know very well that with your current cultivation, even if you use the power of the Heavenly Snake Mansion and ten thousand snakes come out together, it is impossible for me to be my opponent, and you can't stop me. ”

"The Daomen of the world is a family, I went down the mountain this time, and I hope that the Taoist friends will not stop me twice, so as not to damage the friendship between the two sects. Otherwise, if you start to do it and fold the face of the Ten Thousand Beasts, you and I will not look good. ”

The indifferent tone contained an inexplicable coercion and a hint of strength, as if what he said was the precepts of heaven.

"The people of Yuxumen are so angry, I want to see how you lose face to our Xianmen!"

The void was torn, the flames soared into the sky, and in the endless divine flames, a god-like figure walked out, and the giant python and the heavenly snake in all directions were forced by the divine flames and had to retreat.

He was dressed in divine armor, with lava flowing, and his long red hair dancing, as if he had repeatedly been fiery and yang essence, blazing very fiercely, and the surrounding void was distorted, as if he could not withstand the heat of this divine flame.

The young man stepped towards him, he was condensed, the law was entangled, and he held a pitch-black ancient stone halberd, on which the stone was cracked and mottled, showing the debut lava fire, which seemed to suppress a heaven and earth, burning all things, and the halberd was dark and heavy, emitting a terrifying and fierce light.

With each step, a circle of fire-colored cracks spread out of the void, shattering and collapsing, terrifying.

(End of chapter)