Chapter Two Hundred and Seven: Heavenly Xuan Shizun

The miserable white light, like a murderous knife, and like a ghost from hell from afar, there is no fluctuation in the aura of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth are as if they are still at this moment, only the white light is moving forward leisurely.

"Hey...... What's the problem?"

In the midst of all the attention, in the expectation of the cultivators in the world above the big lake, with a long sigh and a whisper, a white dress appeared from the crack in the Xianwu Realm, and slowly floated towards the Xianwu Terrace.

After the white robe appeared, the white light stopped in place, and then dissipated directly, and the void writhed for a while, and after a moment it regained its calm.

"It's kind of interesting, it's finally out, I thought you could keep hiding. ”

The white ghost on the Xianwu platform felt the dissipation of his attack, and did not raise his head, still looking at Takema Qi with a joke, and then said lightly: "Even so, he still has to die, because I said it, he has to die!"

After the white ghost finished speaking, his body turned into a white light, like a meteor across the sky, and rushed towards Bamboo Chess in an instant.

The white-clothed fairy raised her eyebrows, without the slightest underestimation of the enemy, and opened her slender hand, a transparent fairy sword shining with silver light appeared in her hand, and then disappeared immediately, turning into a hundred-zhang silver sword in a second, blocking in front of Zhujian Qi.

"Since I have appeared, then, without my permission, even if you are Shuntianfu, you can't touch my Tianxuanzong alone!"

The plain words in white came from the sky above Xianwutai, but none of the cultivators in the world thought that the words were joking.

"Boom!"

A crashing sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and then the figure of the white ghost that had just turned into white light reappeared in place, looking at the silver sword coldly.

This time, the white ghost was no longer calm, he slowly raised his head and looked at the white clothes that were still floating in the sky.

It was a woman, her face covered with a silver veil, and only the cold eyes and willow eyebrows were exposed. She moved with the wind, her white clothes fluttering, her black hair like a waterfall, but she was always unfazed, like a dragon, like a frightening dragon, like an immortal flying from nine heavens away.

A moment later, she had landed steadily on the Xianwu platform, and under the moonlight, she looked even more white, and there was a faint silver halo around her. Reflected on the glass-like ground of Xianwutai, it is so beautiful that it makes people gasp.

She has no sword in her hand, but it is better than a sword. The ground of Xianwutai reflected a little broken starlight, flying up little by little, surrounding the woman's body.

There seemed to be no silver lightsaber in her hand, pointing up at the sky and down at the ground. Suddenly, the aura between the entire heaven and earth stopped flowing and solidified into shape. But at the next moment when she flew into the sky, a huge storm surged, and the sword qi shot towards the white ghost like a rainbow.

"World Venerable!" The two Supreme Elders of the Yanlong Divine Domain were the first to react, recognizing the world-shattering snow-white robe, and glanced at each other, letting out a few rough gasps.

"World-honored ......" refers to the return and the return of the late face appears a little gloomy, as if there is a loss.

"It turned out to be this little girl, it seems that the show has begun. The hand of the Ten Thousand Demon King touching his chin stopped, and the expression of the originally hippie smile slowly became serious.

"You're back, it's been a thousand years. Bamboo Chess, who was behind the hundred zhang silver sword, looked at the huge silver sword with some relief, and the pain on his face dissipated without a trace, in exchange for the kindness of an elder.

"Tianxuan Shizun!" Some other big people on the Xianwu Platform who had become holy through the darkness watched blankly as the white-clothed woman who descended on the Xianwu Platform pointed out a finger of sword qi to the white ghost, and her shocked face gradually became serious.

......

"It's Tianxuan Shizun! It's been a thousand years, and she has finally appeared again!" Outside the Xianwu Stage, the cultivators in the world finally saw the white-clothed fairy who appeared on the Xianwu Platform, and there was a lot of discussion.

"It's the World Venerable!" On the Four Immortal Platforms, those people from the Heavenly Xuan Sect who were in great pain just now showed an excited smile, and then breathed a sigh of relief, regathering their battle intent, and their momentum was like a rainbow!

That finger of sword qi was like a rainbow like a dragon, and it came to the center of the white ghost's forehead in an instant, disintegrating little by little the invisible protection that the white ghost immediately supported!

Watching that sword qi come to the face. The white ghost was no longer calm, some cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he squeezed out two words with great difficulty: "Saint!"

But the cultivators in the world were all in the shock of the appearance of the Tianxuan Shizun at this moment, only the Ten Thousand Demon King and the others on the Immortal Martial Platform heard the two words squeezed out by the white ghost, but they all looked at the white ghost coldly, and no other superfluous expressions appeared.

"Ahh

Finally, the white ghost let out a loud scream, and a string of white chains with a terrible scream appeared behind him, and slammed into the sword qi.

"Bang!"

The silver sword qi burst into flames like flying flowers and broken jade, and the white ghost gasped, looked at the woman in white three zhang away, and said with some disbelief: "Who are you?!"

"Who I am, you are not qualified to know, let your master come out. Tianxuan Shizun, who was dressed in white, did not look down on the white ghost and pretended to be cold, but just said something to him lightly.

Then, Tianxuan Shizun turned around and waved his right hand, and the hundred-zhang silver giant sword turned into a soft silver belt, which wrapped around her shoulders like a dream.

Takema looked at Tianxuan Shizun lovingly, and then said gently: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." Senior brother is also back, and this time I will ask him to give you an explanation. ”

Hearing this, Tianxuan Shizun was slightly stunned, and then said softly to Zhujian Qi: "You have worked hard, take those young people to Yuntai first." As for the matter of the master, let's talk about it after dawn. ”

"Well, okay. Takema replied kindly, and then flew towards the Four Immortals.

Even though he was shocked by the surprise of Tianxuan Shizun, the white ghost's heart to kill Takema Qi was still immortal, and he shouted at the boatman on the surface of the big lake: "Old ghost, do it, kill that old man, and lose all the Tianxuan Sect people on that magic weapon!"

"You dare!"

Tianxuan Shizun watched the departure of Takema Qi, turned his back to the white ghost, and coldly spit out those two words, causing the originally peaceful Xianwutai to suddenly fall into the ice cave, extremely cold.

"Old ghost, do it, Red Devil, come down and help me, don't waste time!" The white ghost grabbed the white chain behind him with both hands, and the wind suddenly rose on the big lake, and all kinds of fierce and sharp cries sounded out of thin air, making the cultivators in the world shudder and retreat one after another.

"Roar!"

At the same time, above the clouds, a loud roar came, and then a cold laughter came: "Seventy officials, quickly destroy those two, and then follow me to steam the water of the Wanling Lake and enjoy the feast of the Wanling, hahahaha......"

"No!"

Although there were only seventy people, the voice of response drowned out the cries of thousands of people.

"Kill!"

Echoing above the sky is the battle group of 10,000 ships above the big lake, among the ships, the black bamboo poles that exude the aura of the terrifying heaven and earth are like arrows from the string, slamming through the sky and shooting towards the Four Immortals, and a small number of them are shot at the flying bamboo chess.

The cultivators of the world were so frightened by the sudden war intent and riot that they were at a loss and did not know what to do, and they scattered in a hurry and flew towards the western shore of the Great Lake.

Seeing that both the boatman and the red devil had responded, the white ghost held the white chain in his hand, and laughed loudly at Tianxuan Shizun presumptuously: "I don't dare, what don't I dare." Although you are a saint, there is a group of ants there, unless you can erase our two quasi-saints in an instant, otherwise you can watch that group of ants die one by one, hahaha. ”

Before the white ghost's words fell, the red devil, who had already been informed by the white ghost, burst out with a quasi-saintly earth-shattering aura, and appeared beside the white ghost with a body full of flames, and behind him was a celestial wolf turned into flames, roaring viciously at Tianxuan Shizun.

"So what, since your master has sent you to die, then I'm not welcome!"

Tianxuan Shizun didn't go to support Jiang Cizi and Su Yue above the clouds, nor did he care about the bamboo chess that flew halfway to the Four Immortals, and he didn't care about the Four Immortals who were about to be pierced by countless black bamboo poles, he just looked at the red devil and the white ghost coldly, and a silent aura spread out on the Xianwu platform.

"You guys, haven't you thought about it yet?"

Just as Tianxuan Shizun was about to make a move, the white ghost suddenly said an inexplicable word to the two Supreme Domain Lords of the Yanlong Divine Domain.

When the two Supreme Domain Lords heard this, their previous serious expressions immediately became hideous, and one of them shouted: "Yanlong Divine Domain listens to the order, and together with the people of the Tianxuan Sect, resist the ship-supporting fleet, and those who violate the order will be killed!"

The other person cried, as if explaining to the white ghost, and muttered to himself: "For millions of years, I, Shenlongyuan, have been subservient to Shuntianfu, slaves and servants, cattle and horses, what have we got?

After the man finished speaking, his momentum was great, and he became extremely powerful, and shouted at the white ghost: "You ask me if I want to do it, let me tell you, we have already thought about it, that is, to go against the sky!"

In the north of Xianwutai, the Ten Thousand Demon King snorted coldly, raised his head and said to the vague figure next to Mingyue: "What a big breath, but only sending two quasi-saints over, don't you look down on the world cultivators of the Middle Earth Continent too much." Isn't it, Codifier!"

After speaking, the body of the Ten Thousand Demon King slowly rose, and he went straight to the phantom, and at the same time, he passed down an order with high fighting spirit: "The true spirit of the Northern Regions, the old man heard that everyone who hears the Heavenly Mansion is dead, what should you do?!"

"The true spirit is one line, the family of all things, heaven and earth are intolerable, and those who die will die!

In the north of the Great Lake, the battle intent that stirred up all directions came, making some cultivators who were busy retreating stop and look sideways!

In the south of Xianwutai, Zhiguidao and Zhiguichi glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and the purple heaven and earth aura shot out overwhelmingly, and then to the south of the Great Lake, the cultivator who had not yet entered the Xianwu Realm silently drew the sword in his hand and leaned towards the Four Immortals.

In front of the Four Immortal Platforms, the sword attendant Chen Chen finally made a move, he silently pulled out the light-containing fairy sword in his hand, and the endless heaven and earth aura surged, passing through his body, and then surging towards the distance of the big lake, turning into endless special symbols in the eyes of everyone.

The symbols soared into the sky, causing the heavens to tremble, and one rumble after another came from afar, but after a moment they dissipated.

Then Chen Chen slashed out two swords left and right at the countless black bamboo poles that rushed to the sky, only to see the two sword lights without any aura fluctuations turned into giant swords, slashing across the sky, turning the countless black bamboo poles into powder and scattering them under the Four Immortals.