The western sky, dusky with the setting sun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the clouds, the light of the setting sun sank into the earth dimly and wearily, and when the last glimmer of light disappeared, people looked up and could see what appeared to be the palm print of a human hand in the stratus clouds.

This palm, five fingers Keizhang

The moment it appeared, all the light was swallowed up, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

Only on the Chaoyang Peak of Qingyun Mountain, a golden light is not afraid, turning into the great sun of Haoyang, dispersing infinite light and heat, surrounded by the true yang, burning the universe, the world shrouded in darkness seems to be night through day, and the tongue of fire is dazzling!

The Seven Saints who were silent in the Yuqing Hall and all the cultivators of the Shangqing Realm on Tongtian Peak suddenly changed their complexions, and they felt an immeasurable, unimaginable, and terrifying force descending from the sky like a world-destroying storm.

The gas engine is locked, and it is Qingyun Mountain.

At the top of the green clouds, tired of collecting the sky's eyes slightly, he didn't pay attention to the power that came straight to kill, but just practiced the Jiuyang Heavenly Technique by himself, from the beginning of the first Yang to the return of the Jiuyang to the truth, the strange scene of the same day of the Jiuyang suddenly appeared in the sword momentum, but after an instant, it was returned to one place.

"The pole nine is one, and the yang is turned into yin!"

At the same time, the sword finger in his left hand played with the Taiji diagram in the sky, and the powerful and unbridled power gradually condensed, and the huge Taiji diagram generated by the evolution of yin and yang qi became smaller and smaller, but it also became more and more real.

Finally, it turned into the size of a fingertip and turned into the Aurora Sword One.

"Heaven, Tao, and man are one, now the three lights are covered, the sky is against chaos, I am doing the right way today, helping the people, the sins of heaven, the earth forgiveness, people are not to blame, and please ask the sky to lend me my authority!"

The calm and indifferent words resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone looked up in amazement, not knowing where the madman in the golden robe was in Qingyunmen.

On Tongtian Peak, Tian Ling'er and Baguio, who were working together to seal all the tricks around Zhang Xiaofan, were startled.

"Britney, who is that person?"

"How do I know each other?" Tian Ling'er was out of breath and kicked his little junior brother's buttocks, looking at his still painful expression in a coma, a little distressed.

Ling Qingbo held the Tai Chi seal on her chest, thousands of stars in her pupils were born and died, she hesitated for a moment, and the Tai Chi seal in her small hand became brighter and brighter.

She looked at the darkness and light outside the window, and nodded, as if approving, as if in agreement.

Tired of harvesting the sky suddenly opened his eyes, feeling that there were countless truths pouring into the primordial spirit in an instant, and the breath between heaven and earth suddenly became extremely close to him, as if he was the great master of this heaven and earth, he couldn't help but smile faintly and looked out of the sky.

Look at the giant palm.

The five fingers of the giant palm are the color of glazed pale gold, slender and powerful, deep and introverted, falling down in a huge way, swallowing a large amount of vitality, and the palm has its own sun and moon, it seems that the meteorite outside the sky has an unimaginable speed, looking extremely slow, but it is incredibly fast.

In fact, in terms of destructive power alone, this palm is not enough to make Ti Shutian so dignified.

When he was using the sword to lead the sun and the moon and shatter the void, the Jiuyang sword momentum was deduced to the peak, and the destructive power at that time was not below this, so what really troubled him was the supreme idea that could cross the world and suppress the Hongmeng universe.

This blow contains the idea of overturning the heavens and the earth and collapsing the void, indestructible, and indestructible, it seems that the legendary Dao Ancestor Sage, even if it is a supreme immortal, must retreat.

"He is free to transform into the Heavenly Demon Lord, it is really unfathomable!"

After admiring it, he said disdainfully: "But it's still hateful!" ”

A palm fell, tired of collecting the heavens and turning yin and yang, the road ran through the heavens, all things in heaven and earth were in one thought, and countless mysteries that had never been touched in the past seemed to be the introductory swordsmanship of Qingyunmen at this moment, and it was clear at a glance.

As soon as the Aurora Sword roared excitedly in his hand, the Taoist stored the general trend of heaven and earth in one, and his luck ran through, like a white rainbow running through the sun, and the golden light all over his body became more and more dazzling.

On Chaoyang Peak, the endless Dao power rose to the sky, raised the sword, and the sword was extreme, which was a Taoist Sanqing sword technique that he had never used in front of people.

Three Divine Swords! The first move!

The golden sword is in the sky, and Wan Lei adds his body, but his body is immovable, comparable to the power of the Nine Heavens, and in the fierce wind, his long half-white hair is flying, and his expression is cold and arrogant.

"Dao and Heaven - Yuan Shi, refining yin and yang!"

The sky is full of Xuanhuang, the sky is full of Shenhua, containing a terrifying sword momentum of the origin of the world, mighty, boundless, the sky is covered with yellow clouds, yellow clouds are rolling, it seems that countless heavenly horses are galloping, and it is a grand view.

With the command of the golden sword, Xuanhuang repeatedly, yin and yang rotated, the whole world seemed to be only left with two colors, black and white, only two voices left, and there were Taiyi divine thunders in the clouds that exploded in the void.

Divine light bursts, a behemoth blow!

The whole world fell silent for a moment, and then began to be noisy again.

The Lingbao Dao Venerable's Immortal Sword in the Phantom Moon Cave trembled slightly, seemingly dissatisfied, but with a sense of approval.

He turned into a cross-border Heavenly Demon Lord, and the blow that subverted the void was shattered by a golden sword, and only the indelible supreme will was still violently hedged against the Heavenly Dao True Intent on the sword.

Ling Qingbo's face was expressionless, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Daoist's heart was red, but he was also unwavering, and the golden sword moved again, as if to urge the second form of the three feudal swords that he had not mastered at all.

At this time, a sword light appeared in the southern sky, and in the sword light, the blue-white robe fluttered, and it seemed to be a true immortal.

Zhang Ziyang, who stopped in the air, first glanced at the arrogant and domineering guy in surprise, and after a while, he recognized that this guy turned out to be the incarnation of Li Chunyang, pursed his lips, and sneered: "It turned out to be your grandson, eat your grandfather's sword!" ”

With a cold expression, he suddenly drew his sword.

An extremely poignant sword light bloomed between heaven and earth!

Then half of his own palm was cut off by an invisible weapon, and blood flowed everywhere.

There was a snort and surprise from the Demon Mind who was fighting with the Heavenly Dao Consciousness.

This pause and trauma were immediately suppressed, and finally turned into nothingness with a sudden sigh and returned for thirty-three days.

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Without thinking about purifying the sky, the demon lord spread out his right hand, and there was a deep sword wound on the palm of his palm, which was as white as jade, which could not be healed, but there was no blood flowing out.

His expression was a little surprised: "What kind of swordsmanship is this?" Can you directly deny the law? ”

The Liangyi Daojun on the opposite side didn't know where to find a purple folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, and smiled softly: "The vast world, the vast void, there are countless people with brilliant talents and amazing talents, Demon Lord, you are arrogant." ”

He turned into a free Heavenly Demon Lord and smiled dumbly: "That's it, even that Feipeng General has done it himself, I won't pursue it anymore, Dao Jun can rest assured now?" ”

"What are we worried about?"

Daojun folded his fan and shook it gently: "Those few are not there, you and that Great Heavenly Venerable are becoming more and more unscrupulous, even the Amitabha in the West is not at ease, and even the heavenly realm is not a good place at the end of the catastrophe, so I will stay in the inaction of the hated heaven and take care of the rising star of Taoism." ”

The demon lord's voice was indifferent and cold: "You go and get your inaction, I still have to pity this sentient being." ”

"All living beings have their own days, so why do you need others to meddle in their own affairs, just stop it, the Tao is not the same, and I will leave."

The woman shook her head, Wan Ting stepped forward, and there was suddenly a gap in the pure sky, and there was a nameless world in the gap, and there seemed to be countless pairs of heavenly eyes in the sky and earth looking at the world indifferently and coldly.

Liangyi Daojun stepped into it and disappeared.

He turned into a Heavenly Demon Lord looking at the scars in his hands, as if he was talking to himself: "Days? The days will not exist, how can there be any days to speak of? ”

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"Is Brother Dao okay?"

The Taoist was dressed in gold, the famous sword had been returned to the sheath, the temporarily borrowed authority of heaven and earth had been returned, the blood on his chest had disappeared without a trace, and his ordinary face was a little sickly pale.

However, those eyes are still cold and arrogant, and they can't see any tiredness.

Zhang Ziyang was very bad, he forcibly used the Heavenly Providence Sword, and directly denied his part of the idea of transforming into a Heavenly Demon Lord, and as a result, he was injured even more.

His right palm was cut in half, dripping with blood, and under the urging of the secret technique of stopping bleeding and building muscles, the wound did not heal for a long time.

His face was extremely pale, cold sweat was falling from his forehead, and his lips were chapped as if he hadn't drunk water for half a month.

Tired of collecting Tianning's palm, a pure yang Dao breath passed, but he found that the other party's internal organs were misplaced, and there was a large area of bleeding, and the most strange thing was that his own Dao breath was useless.

"No need, this injury is caused by the backlash of heaven's will, and I can only recuperate slowly, ouch...... It hurts, by the way, who are you? ”

The Taoist withdrew his hand, patted the placket of his clothes, straightened the golden crown, and straightened out his somewhat messy hair, and said lightly to Zhang Ziyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground: "My name is tired of harvesting the sky." ”

"Harvest the sky...... It's a domineering name, but I like it, how is your deity? ”

The Daoist's expression became serious, he looked at the mountain behind Qingyun, and said in a deep voice: "It's very bad. ”

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Li Chunyang hugged Zhao Mingyue and sat quietly on a piece of green grass, quietly watching the woman's breath in his arms getting lighter and lighter, and the battle just now didn't make him take his eyes off for half a minute.

It seems to engrave this face, this tranquility into my mind forever.

"Am I not looking good right now?"

Li Chunyang nodded honestly: "It's really not as good-looking as before." ”

Zhao Mingyue smiled slightly, her ears were in his heart, listening to the heartbeat, her expression became more and more peaceful, she suddenly remembered one thing, and began to be unhappy, she pursed her mouth, and looked a little aggrieved: "Your sister scolded me ......"

Still like a child......

The Taoist could only hug her tighter, and pursed his lips slightly: "I'll spank her when I go back." ”

"Fifty hits."

“…… Well. ”

She became happy again, and suddenly looked up at the sky: "Senior Sister Ling turned out to be the incarnation of Heavenly Dao...... No wonder, I thought you really liked little girls. ”

Li Chunyang stroked her snow-white hair, and when he heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh.

"Pure Yang ......"

He lowered his head a little more, "I'm here." ”

Her clear eyes looked at his gentle and sad eyes: "Do you hate me?" ”