Facing the gray clouds that once again covered the sky, Yan Di's expression remained unchanged, and he slashed out with one sword!

The majestic and immeasurable sword intent forcefully cut through the gray clouds.

The ethereal and uncertain dark clouds, in the face of Yan Di's immeasurable heavenly sword, it was difficult to maintain the previous unpredictable mystical state.

It seems that Yan Di has been cut down by Yan Di, and it has become within reach again.

In the face of such a strong and domineering terrifying offensive, Yuan Tian snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a gray long whip suddenly appeared.

The long whip wanders, merging with the dark clouds, unpredictable.

From that gray long whip, a powerful aura fluctuation and power artistic conception were created, but it was a top-grade spirit soldier.

Although he was not a holy soldier, Yuan Tian had a whip in his hand, and his momentum was different, and his own martial arts true intent and the spiritual power of the blade were combined, and they helped each other, and suddenly exerted amazing power.

Yan Di let out a clear roar, and his palm made a knife drawing motion in the void.

A long purple knife suddenly fell into his palm, and with a flip of his wrist, it was a slash.

The power of the Holy Soldier Taiqing Robe was not only blessed on Yan Di's body, but also matched with the Heavenly Sword Dragon Sword, a high-grade spiritual soldier in Yan Di's hand.

Under Yan Di's sword, the dark clouds retreated, and the long whip in Yuan Tian's hand let out a wailing sound like life.

Yuan Tian's expression did not fluctuate, he did not show any shame, and the long whip in his hand was unfolded, as if a dragon was circling and shuttling in the sky.

The dark clouds completely turned into a sea of clouds, enveloping a radius of thousands of miles, covering Yuan Tian's figure.

Only the long black whip shuttled back and forth in the clouds, as if an evil dragon was probing its head, peeking at Yan Di below.

Pitch-black thunder fell from the sky. Dense as rain.

In the center of the dark clouds, a huge whirlpool was formed again. The scope of the impact is so vast that it seems to fill the sky.

On the ground below. Yan Zhaoge and the others stood in the Yan family's ancestral house, looking up, as if the sky was above their heads, until the distant horizon, all of them were shrouded in dark clouds and whirlpools.

When you look up, it's as if the whole sky is spinning.

In the turmoil of the earth, everything and the broken earth and stones began to float in the air. It seems to be absorbed and swallowed by the whirlpool of heaven.

As far as the eye could see, it seemed that the entire Yunzhen County was about to be turned over by Yuan Tian.

Only the place where Yan Di stood, and the ancestral house of the Yan family under his body, were still safe and sound.

Yan Di naturally wouldn't sit idly by and watch Yuan Tian wreak havoc on the Tianzhong Continent realm, in addition to the Yan family in Yunzhen County, there are also countless living beings living here.

He held the Heavenly Sword Dragon in his right hand, and his left hand flipped his palm and slapped it towards the ground.

Yan Di's left hand once again manifested the image of Vajra, the light of glass.

A strong will that does not move. Compatible with the Taiqing robe, a little bit of black and yellow brilliance, heavy and heavy, suppressed towards the earth below.

The clear air of the Tao permeates the four fields. It seems to be as inconspicuous as air, but it instantly freezes the world around it.

At the same time, Yan Di's right hand slashed upward. The magnificent sword light slashes the sky and the earth, straight into the sky!

Yan Di is an immeasurable heavenly sword. Plunge into a huge vortex in the sky.

Between the whirlpools and turns, the black dragon of light rises and falls. You want to crush Yan Di's knife light.

But the sword light that seemed to attract the infinite power of the surrounding heaven and earth to bless it together, and the infinite power of the sword light always stood.

The light of the knife was not broken, and between the flashes, it was the whirlpool of the dark clouds, which began to vibrate constantly, as if it was gradually disintegrating.

Yuan Tian was frustrated, but his will did not waver, and he still fought with Yan Di.

He didn't fight hard with Yan Di's immeasurable heavenly sword, but calmed down and entangled with Yan Di in a fighting way.

The powerhouse of the Holy Realm, in the face of Yan Di and Taiqing Pao, actually adopted such a method, it is inevitable that he will still feel disappointed.

But Yuan Tian didn't care, although his magic skills were also weird and domineering, compared to the Infinite Heavenly Sword, it was not suitable for hard fighting.

Yan Di's immeasurable heavenly sword opened and closed, domineering and horizontal, and constantly clashed with it, which was quite unwise for Yuan Tian.

What's more, it is true that Yan Di's strength in Taiqing's robe has soared, but Yan Di is not a real martial saint after all, and the consumption of controlling the holy soldiers is not small.

Correspondingly, the most critical problem is that the longer Yan Di and Taiqing Pao leave Guangcheng Mountain, the greater the danger of Guangcheng Mountain itself!

As long as Yan Di is delayed here for a long time, it will already be a victory for Yuan Tian.

In the dark clouds, Yuan Tian's eyes were cold, and he looked at Yan Di calmly, without any anger or anxiety on his face.

It's just that what makes Yuan Tian feel vigilant in his heart is that Yan Di also looks as steady as Mount Tai, not in a hurry.

Yan Di was indeed not in a hurry, and while taking out the knife, the dark cloud vortex above his head almost completely collapsed, and asked quietly, "Zhao Ge, how are you preparing?"

In the Yan family's mansion below, Yan Zhaoge stood in the ancestral hall of the back house, and the ancestral house guard array under his feet was running to the limit.

Yan Zhaoge was standing on the core hub of the formation, and there was a stone pillar standing beside him, but it was the pillar of the Divine Palace.

The pillars of the shrine were restored to their original size, which would break the roof of the Yan family's ancestral ancestral hall, so Yan Zhaoge controlled its size and controlled the height at about three meters, which could stand in the ancestral hall.

"Everything is in place. Yan Zhaoge said with a smile.

Yuan Tian frowned, the power of the Yan family's ancestral mansion to protect the great array, he had already personally tested it just now.

Don't say that it's against him, the great masters of the Yuanfu realm, many of them can be regarded as nothing.

Even if Yan Zhaoge is a genius, the gap between the two sides at this moment is too far away.

If these things can bring much help to Yan Di, it is impossible, for the current battle situation, it is just a drop in the bucket.

At this moment, this battle of the Holy Realm was not something that Yan Zhaoge and the other Yan family members could intervene in at all, if it weren't for Yan Di's protection, the aftermath of the battle alone would be enough to sweep away Yunzhen County, and even turn the Realm of Thousands of Miles upside down.

But the keen intuition that has been spanning for many years is telling Yuan Tian that there is really danger!

Yuan Tian, whose thoughts were spinning in his mind like lightning a few times, suddenly pulled back and retreated!

But at this moment, Yan Di slashed out, and the magnificent sword turned into a hundred refinements that were just soft around the fingers, and the immeasurable heavenly sword was not blindly strong.

The soft sword light seemed to be a long river, absorbing the dark clouds in the sky, making it impossible for Yuan Tian to retreat immediately.

Seeing this, Yuan Tian knew everything in his heart, knowing that the situation was not good, and he had to retreat first before making plans.

However, in the ancestral ancestral hall of the Yan family below, Yan Zhaoge bowed to the ranking of the elders and ancestors, and walked around the pillars of the Divine Palace.

After nine consecutive steps and nine punches, Yan Zhaoge's fist intent stirred the pillars of the Divine Palace, and the stone pillars lit up with dazzling brilliance.

Yan Zhaoge's forehead lit up with a rune mark.

The Yan family's ancestral house guarded the array, lighting up with an unprecedented bright light.

Yan Di, who was fighting with Yuan Tian in mid-air, had a rune mark on his forehead.

On the earth, a thick streak of light lit up, stretching rapidly to the northeast, and where the light illuminated, the boundaries of space seemed to be blurring.

Yan Di's sword light attracted Yuan Tian, and the figures of the two gradually became blurred in the void. (To be continued.) )