The majesty of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall will never allow anyone to defile it, Yang Xuan dares to kill Ming Zhengping in front of everyone, this is already equivalent to the face of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, his emperor Qianjun's face fell to the ground hard, and stepped on it again, just ask, how can he bear it.

He was worried about Yang Xuan's three true god helpers and the army of millions of zombies, and he didn't want to tear his face with him, but at this time, it was different. Therefore, Di Qianjun's shot is a lore, and he will not show mercy.

The heavens and the earth trembled, and the rain spear drove some unknown power, which gathered in an instant, and at this moment, only this spear was left in the entire heaven and earth.

There was a glimmer of light blooming on the tip of the spear, enveloping the surroundings, as if pulling Yang Xuan into a world of guns and death composed entirely of rain.

My way is the way of heaven, and my heart is the heart of heaven.

The true God strikes with all his might, like the end of the world.

Not only that, at the same time as Emperor Qianjun made a move, several true gods who were standing in front of Emperor Qianjun also shot at the same time, following behind the rain spear, holding all kinds of brilliance, and attacked Yang Xuan together.

Faced with this nirvana situation, Shen Fu trembled, like an ant, and his heart was full of despair.

No hair to resist.

Even if he thought that his master Bai Qi was so powerful, in the face of six or seven true gods attacking at the same time, in the face of this earth-destroying power, he didn't have even the slightest confidence that he could survive.

I never imagined that he would one day be lucky enough to die under the joint efforts of so many true gods.

Shen Fu thought desperately.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

Facing the killing intent in the sky, Yang Xuan just waved lightly, and then grabbed it lightly with his right hand, as if he had grabbed something into his hand.

His movements are very light and light, and there is a sense that there are no fireworks in the world.

But it was this casual action, this careless grasp, that made Emperor Qianjun, the true god master who made everyone's shot, change his complexion greatly.

In Di Qianjun's feeling, with Yang Xuan's grasp, the heaven and earth power he had gathered suddenly began to dissipate uncontrollably, as if he had been completely absorbed by something.

That's not all, not only did the power of heaven and earth disappear, but even his Dao intent and his heavenly heart disappeared without a trace with Yang Xuan's grasp.

Intense fear began to drown him like a tidal wave, permeating his body, and a word that existed only in his imagination rushed into his mind, like a spear, stabbing him to pieces.

"Heaven and Man Realm!" he exclaimed.

Not only him, but the other True God Elders who made the move also had shock, fear, disbelief and other emotions on their faces, almost crazy.

"Heaven and Man Realm?" they shouted wildly, their whole bodies trembling, as if they had heard something incredible, extremely terrifying, and their bodies retreated.

"Heaven and Man Realm?" Yang Xuan frowned and repeated, then gently let go of the palm he was grabbing.

Call!

Like a violent wind passing through, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and from Yang Xuan's palm, a rain spear gushed out, and several brilliant rays of light, like a flood, rushed towards the main hall behind Emperor Qianjun.

Thundered!

After a burst of dust, everyone was dumbfounded.

As if it had been slashed by a big knife, in a huge area, the originally magnificent and gorgeous building of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall disappeared completely, leaving only some ruins and broken walls.

Shen Fu's teeth chattered uncontrollably, looking at everything that happened in front of him, endless remorse was like a heart-devouring poisonous snake, biting his heart and soul fiercely.

Knowing that Yang Xuan was so powerful, he didn't dare to have the slightest heart to resist if he lent him one hundred and twenty dares.

Even the Lingxiao Treasure Hall he said would be destroyed if it was destroyed, who else in the world could be his opponent.

Emperor Qianjun's face was pale, and his face was no longer as indifferent and condescending as before, at this moment, Yang Xuan was almost like a demon god in his eyes.

Screams, exclamations, and roars came one after another, and Yang Xuangang almost destroyed a quarter of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall at that moment.

Yang Xuan's gaze fell on Di Qianjun, and after glancing at him, he said lightly: "Di Qianjun, don't meddle in the affairs of Xianmen again, understand?"

Di Qianjun's face was blue and white for a while, and he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, an old sigh came from the sky.

"Bai Qi, come in!"

As soon as the words fell, a crack appeared in the sky, and it was gray inside, and it was impossible to see what it was.

Yang Xuan had a smile on his face, if the highest force of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, which had dominated the East for thousands of years, was only the peak of a true god, it would be too disappointing.

"You wait here!" Yang Xuan said lightly to Shen Fu, and then volleyed into the void, step by step into the crack.

The cracks disappeared, and the sky returned to normal, leaving only Emperor Qianjun and a group of Ling Xiao elders who looked at each other, their faces changed blue and red, and so on.

Walking into the crack, the fog dissipated, revealing the scene of the period.

After the fog, there is the summit of a mountain, towering into the clouds, and the sea of clouds floats, like a fairyland.

The top of the hill is very flat, about the size of two basketball courts, and on one side of the mountain, there is a huge peach tree, and the peach blossoms are flying at this time.

Under the peach tree, stone tables, stone chairs, chessboards.

An old man in sackcloth sat on the side of the stone table, nodding and smiling at Yang Xuan.

"You may be seated. He smiled.

Yang Xuan walked over, sat opposite the old man, lowered his head slightly, but saw that between the criss-crossing stone tables, there were white seeds, only a black one, occupying the center of the chessboard, tightly surrounded.

"You take the sunspot, go first!" the old man smiled.

Yang Xuan looked at the old man, thought for a while, and said, "The sunspot has lost, only one son remains, how to go?"

The old man sighed: "Kuroko doesn't want to lose, if he loses, he will have nothing, he can't go, he has to go." ”

Yang Xuan asked again: "How to go?"

The old man replied, "Eat all the white seeds." ”

"How to eat?"

After a long period of silence, the old man shook his head with a wry smile: "I don't know. ”

Yang Xuan looked at the chess basket next to him, there were still many whites, but there was not even one sunspot left.

"What do you call it?" he asked.

"The old man Emperor Lingxiao. The old man said.

Yang Xuan had never even heard of this name, and he had no impression.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Xuan asked again.

"Guard!" replied the old man, pointing to the cliff on one side.

On the edge of the cliff, there is a stone platform with exquisite patterns on the stone platform, and its meaning is unknown.

"It's not like a door. Yang Xuan said honestly.

"It's the door, the portal, but it doesn't seem to work right now. Di Lingxiao replied.

"Portal?" The word came out of Di Lingxiao's mouth, which was particularly strange: "Where did it go?"

"Extraterritorial!" replied with a smile from Di Lingxiao.

"Extraterritorial?"

"The other old men don't know either, the old man is just a gatekeeper. Emperor Lingxiao said.

After being silent for a long time, Di Lingxiao suddenly said: "You have killed so many of my disciples and grandchildren, if I don't say anything, I can't say anything, it's better to take me a move." ”

Yang Xuan nodded in agreement.

Di Lingxiao continued: "You and I are both celestials, and we are already the top existence in this world, if we fight, this small space that I have managed to protect will be turned into pieces, so it is better to make a move." ”

"Wen Dou, how to fight?" Yang Xuan asked.

"That's it!" Di Lingxiao said lightly, and a hand stretched out, as if to shake hands with Yang Xuan.

Feeling the fluctuations around him, Yang Xuan was clear, and he also stretched out his hand and shook it with Di Lingxiao.

Rumble!

The world is spinning.

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