"Nothing ...... way"

Dao Wuwei looked at Gongsun Erniang calmly, and the words "Wandao Wuwei" sounded, echoing in the void, filling every inch of space above the big lake.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......"

At the same time, the sound of the piano sounded again, slow and rhythmic, sonorous and powerful.

With each note, the void shook with it.

A coherent and beautiful, imposing rainbow-like melody came out, and the void was like the water surface blown by a strong wind, and the waves were turbulent, sweeping towards the purple and gold sound waves.

"Click, click..."

The purple gold sound wave was unstoppable, destroying the waves of void that came to resist it like decay.

In the end, with a bright purple gold light, the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Realms dragged the Baizhang Divine Rainbow and swooped down from a height of 10,000 miles with a "boom".

Feeling the abnormal movement of the Zijin Ten Thousand Realms, Dao Wuwei raised his head slightly, and the five fingers of the fuqin began to flow blood beads, which merged with the remaining six strings.

"Moo......"

A long and low Dao sound sounded, and a red circle of light appeared around Dao Wuwei, enveloping him and Gongsun Erniang together, and there was also a red color coming from the space channel, echoing it, pulling Gongsun Erniang in.

However, Gongsun, who was holding the Ling Arrow, was as solid as a rock, as if there was an incomparably powerful force supporting her, and she did not waver in the slightest.

"Bang!"

The speed of the Purple Gold Ten Thousand Realms was far faster than the sound waves it emitted, and it took the first step to the void plane where Gongsun Erniang was, and slammed into the red circle of light that had just risen, making a dull loud noise.

"Boom!"

At the place of collision, the void collapsed, and the spatial passage constructed by the thought of Dao Wuwei shook violently, and it was torn apart by the powerful suction of the collapsed void.

The red aperture flickered, and the luster dimmed a lot.

Gongsun Erniang waved the arrow in her hand, echoing with the Zijin Wanjie Fang, tearing apart the Wandao Wuwei of Dao Wuwei very casually, and then stood at the end of the Zijin Wanjie Fang, stretched out the Ling Arrow to touch it, and the special aura in the body came out, reaching straight to the depths of the Zijin Wanjie Fang.

The Purple Gold Ten Thousand Realms suddenly lit up, and countless phantoms shot out in all directions, one after another half-foot-long Purple Gold Shocking Tree, flying towards the battlefield above the Great Lake.

"I am the spirit of all worlds, bearing the will of the heavens, and guiding the way forward for the supreme divine punishment. ”

A majestic voice came from the Ten Thousand Purple Gold Ten Thousand Realms, and the cultivators of the Middle Earth Continent were awe-inspiring in their hearts, feeling that something bad was about to happen, and the real terror was coming, and they all looked helplessly at those powerful cultivators who were standing at the forefront of the battlefield.

"Shuntian's will!"

Watching countless half-foot-long purple gold shocking trees fly out, the old man who supported the boat had a gloomy face, and helplessly glanced at the Ten Thousand Demon King who was not far from him, and then a sound came out, resounding throughout the entire fleet of boat supporters.

The tens of thousands of remaining cultivators of the boat supporters roared in unison: "Shuntian!"

Above them, small ancient buildings half a foot long appeared one after another, exuding an incomparably majestic aura, leading to the purple gold and astonishing trees falling from the sky.

"Ahh

"Boat old ghost, you shit, I'll fight with you!"

"Boat supporter, the old man and you swear not to stand together, never to die!"

......

Watching the appearance of one small palace after another, the Great Cultivator of the Nagisa Ze Realm instantly understood that it might be the Shuntian Mansion, in order to prove that he was from the Shuntian Mansion, so as to avoid the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation.

As a result, those cultivators who had betrayed Middle-earth earlier and courted goodwill to the boat supporters and were still alive were furious, annoyed, and their momentum skyrocketed, and they launched an attack on the boat-supporting disciples around them.

However, they were too naïve, and when they just made a move, dozens of black bamboo poles crossed the air, separating them from flesh and bones in the blink of an eye, and extinguishing their spirits.

"Ah!!h

"You..."

"Don't!"

With the lessons of the past, the cultivators with different intentions behind them retreated in horror, wanting to return to Middle-earth.

However, they were still too naïve, not long after they flew out, on the side of the Middle-earth Continent, thousands of beams of light shot out of nowhere flew away, directly blasting them to the ground.

The remaining traitors looked left and right, remorse, frightened, helpless and other emotions were intertwined, knowing that the Shuntian Mansion side would definitely not temporarily teach them the meaning of Shuntian, so they had to look at the Ten Thousand Demon King, Tianxuan Shizun and other quasi-saints of the Middle-earth Continent, hoping to be sheltered by them.

However, those powerful quasi-saints didn't even look at them, in fact, when thousands of divine rainbows bombarded the traitors before, those quasi-saints didn't blink their eyelids.

Because at this moment, they didn't have the extra mood to think about the life or death of a cultivator, they just stared at the sky in the distance with a solemn expression.

There, the gray sky was white, and a faint warm red had appeared, and the long night that had been like a century was finally over, and a new day was ushered in.

On both sides of the lake, the roosters in various villages and towns crow many times, but the master has no intention of getting up and starting to work, as if greedy for the comfort of the bed.

Although the vast majority of people did not move, when the first red of dawn appeared on the horizon, long sighs and inexplicable sounds of excitement came from several places in some villages and towns on the west bank of the great lake, as if the depression of the whole night could be released at this time, regardless of whether he was happy or worried.

Sanzhuang Town, in the floating red courtyard, the purple clothes stand by the railing, a purple jade carved wine pot on the promenade, a purple jade carved wine pot, full of clear and thorough wine.

"Yo hey, the little fat man still has a temper. The boy of Hongmeng Realm, this immortal can't come out for the time being, you help me teach this kid a lesson, and this immortal will give you things, how about it? Anyway, this immortal appeared on this continent for the third time at your request, and there is less than half an hour left, and no one can stop it, you know this. ”

"Just your virtue, return to the original immortal? Isn't it that the poor Dao is curious about what is in here, and since he has come to your broken place, he will still suffer from your bird spirit, hum!"

Before Su Yun could speak, the fat Taoist priest pointed to the grave with one hand on his waist and the other hand, and continued to scold, his eyes kept glancing at Su Yun, wanting to see if Su Yun's kid had any movements.

"Little fat man, you still said that you have successfully provoked this immortal!

The man in the grave was a little annoyed, urging Su Yun, and then a pot of dry soil flew out of the mouth of the grave cave and smashed towards the fat Taoist.

But this time, the fat Taoist priest had learned the previous lesson, his feet moved back and forth, left and right, and his fat body with afterimage, perfectly avoiding the dry soil.

Su Yun looked at the fat Taoist priest and the dry soil flying out of the grave hole, squatting to the side with a smile, and enjoying this "big battle" with relish.

Time passes imperceptibly, and the time for dawn is getting closer and closer.

I don't know if the people in the grave are tired of playing, or the fat Taoist priest thinks it's very unpleasant to be seen as a joke by Su Yun like this, so he and the people in the grave stopped in unison, panting straight at Su Yun, and shouted: "Boy, have you finished watching the play, the ghost thing hiding in the underground is not an immortal martial immortal, how can you say that he is also an immortal, how is this virtue, what is the difference between being a scoundrel and splashing skin?"

"Little fat man, the original direction is Xianwu, like a fake. If you come in, this immortal will let you have a good look at the supreme immortal method of this immortal, hahaha. ”

"Dao Ye is not dead, what are you doing in the grave. The fat Taoist priest didn't refute this time, but continued to fight with the immortal martial arts: "I said that the immortal martial arts hiding underground, you made such an immortal martial world out, let the elites of the Middle Earth Continent enter it, and didn't let us get benefits, it's a bit unkind, right?"

Su Yun, who was squatting on the ground, felt that the fat Taoist priest and Xianwu seemed to be quite in love, and they were about to start a long talk, so he stood up and walked to the grave with some anxiety, and said, "That ......"

"Isn't it kind, why isn't this immortal kind, tell me about it?" The immortal martial artist in the tomb interrupted Su Yun and asked the fat Taoist.

The fat Taoist priest tiptoed to the side of the wine jar, and secretly stretched out one hand downward.

"Little fat man, Ben Xian advises you not to touch the jar of wine, otherwise there are some things that don't blame Ben Xian for not reminding you, you still answer Ben Xian's question honestly, time is running out. When the time comes, the matter of that kid will be delayed, and he will be more difficult than this immortal. ”

The fat Taoist priest's fat hand stopped in mid-air awkwardly, unwilling to do so, and was reminded again and again that he was only cultivating in a crooked path at present, if he couldn't control his alcohol addiction, he wouldn't really be planted here, he didn't believe that the immortal martial arts in the grave couldn't deal with him.

After some struggle, the fat Taoist compromised, walked towards Su Yun stupidly, patted him on the shoulder and said, "When you go out, remember to bring Dao Ye a pot of exactly the same good wine, otherwise Dao Ye and I will stay in your Tianxuan Sect for a hundred years and drink all the wine of your Tianxuan Sect." ”

After speaking, the fat Taoist priest said to the immortal martial arts in the tomb again: "I said, Xianwu immortals, since you have opened the immortal martial arts world, but you still let your servants guard the major important places, so many cultivators in the posture of heaven and white, either dead or wasted, how kind do you say?"

"Little fat man, you have wronged this immortal, this boring head is not a loss immortal. ”

Xianwu's lazy voice came out, followed by a "grunt" sound of swallowing wine, and then a long sigh of comfort, and then said: "This immortal has an agreement with that kid, in this continent, as long as there is a need, this immortal will definitely come down with the immortal martial world." Allow qualified cultivators from this continent to enter, and if they find one or two eye-catching disciples, they will be taken away by the immortals.

If there is no visible one, the immortal will expel everyone before dawn.

In the immortal martial arts world, there are some places where there are some fighting intentions of the immortals against the martial arts, if those people can get it, enough for those people to comprehend, this can also be regarded as a kind of creation.

There are also some places where the entourage of the immortals is not allowed to enter, and they have their own principles of the immortals, and they are not greedy enough, so they can blame the immortals?"

"Wu?" the fat Taoist priest looked at the grave suspiciously.

"Little fat man, can you find here, I thought you were a character, I couldn't imagine that you were so unbearable, you don't even know about martial arts?"

Xianwu sighed slightly, with a sense of regret, and then said: "If you have learned about martial arts, this immortal can be included in the door and take you to see the world of martial arts, I can't imagine that you are so unbearable." Boy, haven't you promoted the martial arts of this immortal on this continent?"

When the fat Taoist priest heard this, he looked at Su Yun shyly, wanting to see how he explained.

Su Yun looked up at the sky and said nonchalantly: "It's not that this handsome guy doesn't have publicity, but this handsome guy is only the lowest Hongmeng realm in this continent, and no one is willing to listen to what he says." ”

"But you've never mentioned it to Dao Ye, how do you know that Dao Ye doesn't listen?"

After Su Yun finished speaking, the fat Taoist priest on the side immediately interjected and dismantled Su Yun's platform, and then said with a smile: "Immortal Martial Immortal, if you pass on the true meaning of a martial art, maybe the Taoist Master can understand it in an instant, and then worship under the Immortal Sect." ”