The crowd was shocked.

It's not easy!

Although the pair of men and women who died were only at the end of the ranking among the celebrities of the Heavenly Palace.

But this is the Heavenly Palace, where the best people in the Nine Spirit Domain gather, even if they are at the bottom of the ranking, they are extremely amazing when they are placed outside.

If someone wants to make a move, they have to weigh it.

However, those who still make a move at this time must be the existence of a big guy even in the Heavenly Palace!

A Confucian in white walked out with his feet raised, smiling and calm.

"It's Li Bai, poetry madman Li Bai!"

Someone exclaimed, looking in awe.

Wei Qianqiu said with a smile: "Brother Li's shot, it is naturally easy to catch, but your favor is too big, I may not be able to afford it, so I'll do it myself." ”

Li Bai shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Qianqiu doesn't have to care, I'm just interested in this brother, this time I made a move, I volunteered, Brother Qianqiu doesn't have to bear this favor." ”

"That's going to give Brother Li this face, let Brother Li come first. "Wisp Qianqiu let go of Ling Yu.

"Thank you. ”

Li Bai clenched his fists and looked at Ling Yu, "Under Li Bai, I hope to fight against Your Excellency." ”

Ling Yu said: "I don't know much about poetry, and my attainments are limited. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Li Bai laughed, wrote poems, and suddenly had a heroic feeling, the poems were majestic, and the poetry was surging.

Four rows of huge characters flew in the sky, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The palaces evolved, and a mighty heavenly river shuttled between the palaces, magnificent and majestic, and suppressed down.

Ling Yu rose into the air, the void outlined, and the most perfect characters emerged, arranged and combined, turned into verses, and sent out a loud Dao sound, echoing between heaven and earth.

Phew!

A sharp sword light lit up, flew out of the verse, penetrated into the palace, cut off the heavenly river, collapsed the palace, and shook the deafening.

The poet maniac Li Bai spat out a mouthful of blood and lifted the pen again, "Come again!"

He was extremely crazy, composing poems in the void, and every time a character appeared, the rules of the Great Dao between heaven and earth would fluctuate violently.

Thirty-two characters appeared, forming verses, and a vast aura erupted, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the rules changed because of this divine poem.

"Not bad. Ling Yu praised, "But it can still be improved." ”

He used his fingers as a pen, and his pen walked like a dragon and a snake, and the strokes were so sharp that the void could not bear it and began to shatter.

After the writing was completed, he put away his pen and waved, and a few golden words flew towards Li Bai's verses, smashing a few of them to smithereens and replacing them!

Rumble!

The divine light blooms and is dazzling, because of the change of these words, the whole poem is integrated into one, and it glows with unprecedented amazement.

A terrifying aura soared, the rules trembled, and the heavens roared, as if they were afraid of this poem, and there were a few words in the poem that contained supreme mysteries, enough to subvert heaven and earth and turn things around!

Li Bai couldn't bear the weight of this poem, his face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground.

"Scatter your Fa, or you will be crushed to death. Ling Yu said lightly.

Li Bai's eyes were bright, he shook his head and smiled: "If you can see this poem, you will die without regrets!"

Ling Yu nodded.

Li Bai bowed his head respectfully, his body collapsed, his soul dissolved, and the poems he made were crushed to death by life, his mana dissipated, and the poems in the sky gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared.

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, admiring Li Bai's spirit, but also fearing Ling Yu's methods.

Li Baidaoyou's martyrdom shows the spirit of the literati to the fullest. A white-bearded old man walked out with a smile, "I am also a literati, if I don't do something, I will be ashamed of my Dao heart." ”

"Old Wu!" someone had constricted pupils, "You old man also want to ......"

Wu Lao saluted Ling Yu and said with a smile: "Daoist friends can draw Dao?"

Ling Yu nodded, "I understand a little." ”

Wu Lao laughed, "A little understanding of Daoyou, for us and others, it is the ultimate, Daoyou, please take a look!"

A huge picture scroll unfolded, obscuring the sky and the sun, but there was a blank space inside.

Wu Lao paints with a pen, pouring his emotions and Taoism on the white paper, and the mighty mountains and rivers emerge in the painting.

In the mountains and rivers, there are countless creatures born and grown, some are famous in the world, some are unknown, some are indiscriminately killing innocents, and some are doing good in the world......

"What a magnificent work of art!" said someone who was touched and burst into tears.

"Wu Lao painted the lives of all living beings, and created a world in the painting!"

Ling Yu showed appreciation.

"Fellow Daoist catches it!"

Wu Lao put away the pen and drew it and threw it to Ling Yu.

It was a picture of the weight of a world, and the void was crushed to pieces.

Ling Yu flew up and jumped onto the scroll, a trace of golden light flew out, dancing on the scroll, outlining yin and yang, depicting the universe, actually constructing a complete reincarnation system, and actually showing the lives and lives of these countless creatures.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the entire picture scroll produced a qualitative leap, causing a drastic change in the rules of the Heavenly Dao.

This is no longer one world, but a superposition of countless worlds under countless heavy reincarnations!

This is no longer a weight that one person can bear!

However, Wu Lao smiled gratefully and happily made the same choice as Li Bai......

"He killed Wu Lao Shimad, everyone avenges them!"

Wisps of Qianqiu roared angrily, but their hearts were frightened.

The means shown by Ling Yu caused him an unprecedented mental impact, making him realize that this was not an existence that he could deal with alone, and wanted to encourage everyone to fight with him and kill Ling Yu.

However, things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

Everyone looked at him with complicated eyes.

"Brother Xuan, Wu Lao and Brother Li died to carry out their Dao, and they did it voluntarily, and they have no resentment or even gratitude towards this Daoist friend. Someone spoke, "So, it's not hatred, it's grace." ”

"You let us kill his benefactor, your enemy, this is unreasonable. "Some people are embarrassed, including those who have sworn to help Qianqiu.

All the powerhouses deliberately retreated, leaving the venue to Ling Yu and Wei Qianqiu.

Wisp Qianqiu's face sank like water, and her body trembled from excessive anger.

What a non-hatred is a grace!

said it so high-soundingly, in fact, I was afraid!

This group of people was just like him, afraid of Ling Yu's power, afraid of causing death!

After all, although human affection is heavy, it is meaningless to lose one's life.

Wisp Qianqiu took a deep breath and sneered in his heart: "As long as I survive for a while, when they come, you sanctimonious bastards will be unlucky!"

It's just that he overestimated himself and underestimated Ling Yu.

He couldn't hold even a second.

Ling Yu appeared in front of him ghostly, and he didn't have the slightest time to react, and his head was held down by a hand.

The onslaught erupted, extracting his memories.

Suddenly, a layer of seals erupted, which was set up to prevent accidents.

It's just that it was destroyed in an instant.