Bai Tang's own perception had already been magnified hundreds of times, and at this moment, he also felt the majestic aura under the ten thousand zhang high mountain, surging like a frenzied wave that could overturn the heavens and the earth.

At this time, if you look down from the sky, you can clearly see that around the top of Kunlun, sixteen mountain peaks are vibrating at the same frequency, and a stream of extremely violent aura is surging towards Kunlun Immortal Palace like a hundred rivers entering the sea.

It was as if a white python was swimming among the mountains, rushing into the highest peak where the Kunlun Immortal Palace was located with an unstoppable momentum.

Nezha's body was already high in the air, with scorching red flames around him, and his Dharma body had appeared, with three heads and six arms, each arm holding upward.

It's really a divine power, boundless.

Layer by layer of divine power crushed down from the sky, and those gods and human ancestors who lacked cultivation were suppressed a lot, watching that person descend into the world like a god king.

Three heads, one looks up at the sky, one looks down at the ground, and one slowly looks around, one face is as angry as King Kong, one face is like a bodhisattva, and one is like a fairy Buddha without sorrow or joy.

"Ten thousand roots, extensive cultivation of billions of eons, service law to drive China, prove my supernatural powers! Break! ”

"Broken~"

The empty mountains are like the echoes of thunder, majestic and awe-inspiring, as if heaven and earth are sounding through his mouth.

Bai Tang looked up, and saw that everyone who was barely standing in the air also froze, and they all looked up at the righteous god standing at a height of thousands of meters.

Nezha's six arms were all raised, all of them holding a flame gun, Chaotian Aya lingered around him, Hot Wheels stepped on his feet, and used his whole body's divine power to the extreme, slashing towards the gray energy in the sky.

At that moment, the snow on Kunlun stopped falling, and the lightning and thunder roared in the sky, as if the end of the world had come.

Kunlun Immortal Palace trembled violently, as if it was also screaming for the impending rupture.

The earth shook, and everyone waited with bated breath.

Bai Tang and Mo Yu stood side by side, one black and one white, both with handsome and picturesque faces, soul chains and dark red long snakes lingering around them, blocking all the vibrations for them, and drawing a pure land completely different from their surroundings.

It's going to end.

Bai Tang thought, even if they calculated everything, condensed all their strength on this Kunlun peak, and wanted to prevent the gods on the earth from breaking through the heavenly gate, but they couldn't stop it.

The distant sky over Kunlun received such a shocking blow, and the violent wind and snow suddenly fell silent, like the darkness before dawn.

The final sound of the Heavenly Gate shattering had not yet sounded, but everyone present had already sighed.

The gray-robed old man finally showed an unconcealable sigh in his eyes: it turned out that this was the beginning, the beginning of chaos that they couldn't avoid no matter how much they calculated over the years.

It turned out to be coming in this way.

So...... If it was Nezha who started this chaos, who took that person away? Who are the people who made them have to gather here? And what role did they play in this incident?

His gaze glanced at the woman standing on the roof of the palace in the distance, who had a sideways face, and her gaze was not on the person in the sky, but on an inexplicable place.

As far as she looked, there was a person from the underworld who was completely different from everyone else.

Netherworld Ghost Domain, Yellow Springs Thousands of Miles, what role do they play in this chaotic beginning? Enablers? Blockers? Or is it a passive disruptor?

I had to think about it deeply, but I felt that there was a line of sight that passed through the aura of thousands of miles and hit my face.

The old man in the gray robe turned his head keenly

On a pair of eyes that were as calm as stagnant water, the light in the eyes was extinguished, but it seemed to be lifeless.

Those eyes are pure and charming, just looking at people quietly, can also make people fall into the hell of a nose, breeding a lot of love.

The years have mixed into the eyes that are as shallow as a stream and confuse all beings, precipitating the light of countless stories.

The skin is still beautiful, but the eyes are old, like an old demon wearing the skin of a beautiful person.

The eyes bent slightly, as if smiling, and then opened their lips and spat out two words silently.

Those two words shocked the cultivators who had been going through thousands of years, and their eyes stared at the woman who seemed to be pure and harmless more sharply.

Who is it that can still recognize him?

Su Yuxiu lifted her lips coldly, and once again made the mouth shape of those two words very clearly.

These two words are enough to make Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang put down their pride and look up, even if they have been enshrined as myths by an era, they always have to live in the shadow of these two words.

There was silence in the sky, and the sky that was split by Nezha's full strength did not react at all.

"What's going on?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, Yang's neck was sore, and there was no crack that should have appeared.

"Failed? One more time? ”

The gods present whispered slightly, as if they couldn't believe the result.

What's going on? Did it really fail?

The same question appeared in Bai Tang's heart, the snowflakes in the sky stopped falling, and everything was calm.

No one moved, and now there is no need to stop Nezha from opening the gate of heaven, because if he is not allowed to open a crack, the entire enchantment will collapse, so it is better to just let him split a crack.

The mountains that had been trembling were temporarily stabilized, and everyone held their breath.

They were all people who touched the edge of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and they all had extraordinary senses, and they all sensed that something was wrong, something was wrong from the sixteen peaks around the Kunlun Immortal Palace.

"What is it...... Is it coming out? ”

……

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, and those who were trembling and trembling by the wind and snow on Kunlun Mountain for days stopped trembling, and only bowed down in fear towards the mysterious and huge mountain range.

Countless locals folded their hands, facing Kunlun, and knelt down day after day, only asking for heavenly punishment to stop Kunlun, and not to transfer such a terrible heavenly power to the mortal world.

Today, Kunlun finally roared, like a furious giant, finally opened his throat and shouted, venting the anger that lingered in his chest, and one after another, even the earth trembled.

Countless eyes looked at the continuous Kunlun, and they all saw the hundred white pythons circling in Kunlun, the surging and surging, white pythons with infinite destructive power.

With no facial features, no body, and a body like chaos, it tumbled and poured into the hinterland of Kunlun, and even took away the white mist that shrouded Kunlun's periphery all year round.

On this day, Kunlun appeared in front of everyone very clearly, but it only appeared that no one could really walk on Kunlun.

That deep mountain seems to have been marked by gods and demons, and it is obviously standing there, but no matter how hard they try, no one can set foot on an inch of Kunlun Mountain.

Like a mirage, with the most sophisticated instruments, you can only see the ethereal outline of the fairy palace on the highest peak.

Black clouds are overwhelming, wind and snow gather, occasionally flames are in the sky, and occasionally there is surging black gas.

If it weren't for the gods and demons, what would it be?

Silence spreads across the silent earth, and fear penetrates into the marrow.

And the gods who stood high above the gods of Kunlun looked coldly, and the heavenly eyes that could capture the sins of the Three Realms could not see those small fears, nor could they capture those humble prayers that were afraid of the soul.

"Who is it?" The god with the vine tattoo on his forehead was also involved in the enchantment of the Kunlun Immortal Palace, but he had always stayed out of the matter, never made a move, never appeared, stood far away from the Qingluan Palace, and shielded the search of those people with a unique method.

Who is it? Which one is the stinging eyes that make the jade wrench on the thumb bright?

He locked his gaze on the strongest people in the audience, and his gaze was as sharp as a thousand-year-old ice spike.

One by one, one by one, one by one, but none of them came to a conclusion.

An old man in a gray robe, a woman in a pale pink down jacket, a young man in a white tracksuit, and a strange ghost hiding in the shadows......

Make sure that in case, nothing is ruled out without thorough verification, and then there will be no possible negligence.

"Boom~"

Nezha's flame spear swept high into the sky with the power that pierced the heavens and the earth, and the powerful force drove countless tumbling white aura.

Shake the heavens and the earth, turn life and die.

That's the gods, the real gods.

But even the third prince who used the Dharma Body didn't split the trembling Heavenly Gate.

Yang Jian's gaze moved away from those people, and his pupils took in the third prince in the sky.

But seeing that the always unruly Prince Lotus looked defeated, his eyes were filled with inexplicable light, and his six hands held the flame spear fiercely, his gums were clenched, and his pupils were condensed into a slit.

Fail?

It is impossible to fail! He borrowed Kunlun's Wanzai aura to swell and crack the enchantment, crispy and thin as a dumpling skin, and you could see the emerald green and white leek egg filling inside, just wait for him to swipe lightly, he can easily poke the skin.

At that time, the two worlds of heaven and man will be interconnected, and they will quickly absorb a large amount of spiritual energy, and in just a moment, those little gods can step into the divine realm, enter the heavenly palace, and leave the world forever.

At that time, he will use the remaining aura to make up for it with the Dharma Body, and he will close that seam, even if he can't close it, there are so many people who don't want to open the gate of heaven gathered on Kunlun, and the joint force should always be able to close.

But why can't it be opened? The barrier was close at hand, but it could not be opened, like a cage that was so strong.

The surging aura is still converging, as if it is blowing into a balloon that is about to explode.

Nezha's eyes were gray, and next to his ears was the sound of thunder emitted by the attack of the Heavenly Gate Enchantment.

The sound is in the ears, like a life.

"Wan Bengen, Immortal Linxuan, covering my body, divine fire preaching! Open! ”

Nezha burst into flames again, as if he was going to die with someone.

Everyone on the ground felt the coercion from him, and at this moment, everyone had only one thought in their hearts, this is the third prince, the god of the Three Altars Sea Society, who overturned the river and the sea!

The divine power is endless, surging like a river and sea.

The god who was born with divine eyes sighed and almost muttered: "Since you have already done divine pressure, why bother with this." ”

With that, he crossed his hands on his chest and drew a print.

"In the end, colleagues have ...... for many years"

The mighty god lowered his eyes, and his palm was imprinted on the top of the fairy palace below him.

In an instant, the aura that had been pouring into the Kunlun Immortal Palace flowed more and more rapidly, spinning and turning like a divine dragon, and there was even a surging and powerful force all the way to the bottom of the mountain peak that was blocked by the invisible force.