Above the Heavenly Dao, the whirlpool of demonic qi was slowly churning, and the power of the ancestral daughter's origin was frantically extracted by Confucian Sword Thirteen and Liu Qingyang, and the ancestral daughter had already been defeated, so she was naturally unable to control the origin, so she could only let the two of them do it.

The origin of the ancestor is the root of the realm outside the Dao, if the two of them are allowed to absorb it, then the realm outside the Dao will no longer exist, although the realm outside the Dao is one of the twelve small heavens, it does not belong to the Xuanji Continent, but it also has its own system, among which there are more than tens of millions of people!

The changes in the Heavenly Dao have been paid more and more attention by the ordinary people in the realm outside the Dao over time, and the panic can no longer be concealed, and people are scattered everywhere, but they don't know that if the Heavenly Dao collapses, these ordinary people will have nowhere to escape.

The figure of the Youlan Residence Lord flashed to the top of the lonely peak, staring at the changes in the Heavenly Dao, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Suddenly, a person appeared on the top of the first peak outside the Dao, and said to the Lord of Youlan: "You should feel the changes in the Heavenly Dao, what are those two black gases, do you know?"

The Youlan Residence Lord turned around and looked at the comer, shook his head and said, "I don't know, does King Wuwei know what is above the Heavenly Dao?"

King Wuwei fought with Fan Qiye, and although he was defeated, he did not suffer too much damage. However, he looked at the black qi above the Heavenly Dao, and there was a panic in his heart, and he said, "I don't know, but I can't get rid of the origin of the same Dao." ”

The Youlan Residence Lord frowned and said, "The characters who can steal the origin of the Dao are not something we can interfere with, it seems that we can only pray for it." I hope that my grandmother can regain control of her origins. ”

King Wuwei nodded and said, "I'll go to the Holy Palace, bring people and horses, and inform the people outside the Dao." ”

Without waiting for the lord of Youlan to nod, King Wuwei had already dispersed like a streamer.

The Ancient Buddha Venerable, Yun Ming, and Qing Lan slowly looked at the two black qi in the sky, and the one of the Thirteen Confucian Swords, was like a raging storm, frantically devouring the origin power of the realm outside the Dao. If you cast a spell, you can see that Rujian Thirteen has turned into a woman, with red clothes and big sleeves, and she is naturally charming.

And Liu Qingyang's black whirlpool seems to be closing at any time, like a flat boat in the wind and rain. It's just that Liu Qingyang's changes are no smaller than the thirteen Confucian swords. The black flame became thicker and thicker, and it was gradually green with fangs, and under the green shirt, the body became more and more robust, and the black flame ancient sword gave birth to thirteen barbs.

Even if he was like the Venerable Ancient Buddha, looking at these two ancient demons, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive in his heart. This kind of demonic power is by no means something that ordinary Buddhas can achieve, even if it has not reached the cultivation of Lei Yin Ancestor, it is not much different.

Even if Lei Yin Ancestor is here, he may not be able to capture these two monsters, but fortunately, although Liu Qingyang's statue is a blue-faced fang, it is the heart of the righteous Buddha after all. It's just that if this Heavenly Dao continues to draw strength, then Liu Qingyang's power will eventually be surpassed by the Thirteen Confucian Swords.

Although the Heavenly Evil Ghost Mother surpassed her ancestors, the evil spirit in the origin finally opened up a prosperous era in southern Xinjiang, and there was not much left. And the ancestors have accumulated faith in this outer realm for thousands of years, but they have not dissipated much. In this way, if you let the Confucian Sword Thirteen absorb it, you can't say who will kill the deer!

Suddenly, a little blue light slowly rose between heaven and earth, flying towards the root of the black qi, at first, one point, two points, three points, even one, two, three, and then between the heaven and the earth was a vast blue light spot, surging towards the root of the black gas.

The Venerable Ancient Buddha looked at the distant earth and said slowly: "It's the power of wishes! The common people of the realm outside the Dao are making great wishes, and they have gathered countless wishes between heaven and earth, and it seems that the Thirteen Confucian Swords are going to be defeated!"

"Although the thirteen organs of the Confucian Sword have been exhausted, they have lost the hearts of the people, and they will eventually fail in the power of this common people! When this black whirlpool dissipates, it will be up to Liu Qingyang. ”

In the midst of the black gas, Rujian Thirteen suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the earth, his eyes were full of anger, and he turned his hand and shot out more than a dozen black lightning bolts, attacking the earth. When a person dies, the power of the will does not exist. Slaughter the common people of the realm outside the Dao first, and then you can absorb the power of the ancestral daughter with peace of mind.

The figure of the Ancient Buddha Venerable flashed, and it was to catch a black lightning, although the black lightning was powerful, it was not the power of the thirteen peaks of the Confucian sword, and the figure of the Ancient Buddha Venerable flashed to extinguish three black lightning in succession.

Yun Ming and Qing Lan also flashed their figures, and waved their hands to extinguish the two black lightning, but Yun Ming and Qing Lan's cultivation was not enough, and when they snuffed out the black lightning, both of them spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The remaining seven or eight black lightning bolts shot into the distance in the blink of an eye. But he saw more than a dozen figures rising from the earth, facing the black lightning, and the first one was King Wuwei.

King Wuwei used a sword to slash at the black lightning, the black lightning was like a black dragon, slamming into King Wuwei, the sword and lightning hit one place, but he saw King Wuwei flying out upside down, the sword in his hand was broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and most of the bones were broken.

As strong as King Wuwei, he can't defeat a black lightning, and he is seriously injured just by looking at his face. Fortunately, the black lightning was also slowly dissipated under the hard blow of King Wuwei.

The rest of the figures are either in groups of three, or in teams of five, and join forces to take over the rest of the black lightning, but how powerful the black lightning is, it is not at all that these Soul Realm monks can resist, fortunately, the combined power of these teams of three or five people is not small, although the five of them are all crushed bones, but they also stopped the black lightning.

Only a black lightning broke through, and King Wuwei felt a chill in his heart, this black lightning, block it, and if it is not blocked, it must be blocked. Immediately, Wuwei King Nangong Cheng laughed, fit into the black lightning, and his cultivation exploded.

I only heard a loud noise, the black lightning finally dissipated, and in the billowing smoke, King Wuwei slowly flew out, but his hands and feet were blown off, his breath was weak, and he completely lost the majesty of the prince.

Suddenly, a figure flew up from the continent, and the figure pulled hundreds of monks and set up a large array, the big array was dignified and upright, but it was a feminine appearance, and countless wills surged several times the size through the large array, and flew towards the Heavenly Dao Origin Gap.

Rujian Thirteen stared coldly at the figure, he had never thought that there was such a formation in Fang Tianqing's sect, otherwise, he would never hand Fang Tianqing over to Liu Qingyang, and now Fang Tianqing had become the biggest obstacle.

At the critical moment of the Thirteen Confucian Sword's integrity, the men and women had changed to a critical juncture, and they couldn't turn the demonic qi at all, so they could only look at Fang Tianqing coldly. When everything is done, the Thirteen Confucian Swords will definitely be the first to kill Fang Tianqing.

The ancient Buddha Venerable stared at the gap in the sky, sitting cross-legged in the air, a body of Dharma slowly rose into the air, and when the power met the Dharma, it slowly turned into gold, and countless golden lights flew towards the gap, and the gap was slowly healed at a visible speed with the naked eye, and the Yuan Force channel between heaven and earth was slowly closed, as if the swallowing giant mouth was about to close.

Rujian Thirteen shouted angrily and said, "Old thief, do you dare to close the Heavenly Dao? If I succeed, I will definitely slaughter the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple on the border, and not a single one will be left!"

Venerable Ancient Buddha's face became colder, and he said, "Son, stubborn! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, but I have to slaughter you! Even if I am sorry for your mother, I will not regret it!"

The Venerable Buddha of the Ancient Buddha has always been a great virtuous monk, where did he act so iron-blooded? It's just that the actions of the Thirteenth Confucian Sword have disturbed the peace on the road of the Great Wilderness and the West Meridian, and the victims are not to mention the thousands.

Yun Ming looked sideways at the Venerable Ancient Buddha, he could naturally feel the anger of the Venerable Ancient Buddha, how did he not know what kind of character the Venerable Ancient Buddha was in the ten years of the Great Leiyin Temple, he really cherished the moth gauze lamp, and he was afraid of hurting the life of the ants when he walked, but he never thought that now this great monk has a murderous intention!

The ancient Buddha Venerable body of the true element flowed, turning into a hundred zhang Buddha, although it is a single dharma phase, but it is boundless power, one palm is in line with the general trend of heaven and earth, and the infinite Dharma slammed into the black whirlpool of the Confucian sword thirteen.

"The light of the sun shines through the darkness, and all things move in it!"

As soon as he made a move, it was the supreme magic method of Buddhism, the Great Light Mantra! The handprint exhausted the power of the ancient Buddha Venerable, and the black gas vortex was actually exploded with one palm.

Rujian Thirteen couldn't move a bit, and at that moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the black qi was uncertain, but the black cocoon was only cracked, never completely broken, and it was never able to shoot down the Confucian Sword Thirteen from the magic cocoon.

Rujian Thirteen shouted angrily and said, "Old thief, bald! I will kill you!"

The Venerable Ancient Buddha said: "Nan Wu Amitabha!" Immediately, the handprint moved again, and another great light spell slapped on the cocoon, and the thirteen Confucian swords spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the cocoon cracked a few points again.

Rujian Thirteen sighed, the black cocoon surged wildly, and slowly retracted into Rujian Thirteen's body, and Rujian Thirteen's demonic qi flowed, slowly becoming a woman. is extremely beautiful, similar to her grandmother, wearing a red dress with big sleeves, but on top of the red clothes are thousands of blood-stained skeletons and red flower patterns.

A single-edged sword turned into a silver needle, and was pinched in the hand by the thirteen Confucian swords, and the demonic energy all over his body surged, like a generation of great demons, but his breath has surpassed that of the Ancient Buddha Venerable, and this body is not comparable to the Ancient Buddha Venerable!

Confucian Sword Thirteen looked at the Ancient Buddha Venerable coldly and said, "Old thief, today, is your death day!"

As soon as the voice came out, all four were shocked, and there was no trace of fireworks at all, like a cold female voice outside the world. It's just that the voice is extremely beautiful and breathtaking.

As strong as Yunming, it is also a god who does not keep his mind and is charmed. The Venerable Ancient Buddha patted Yun Ming, the Dharma was poured in, and Yun Ming was awakened, and he stared at the Confucian Sword Thirteen in horror, this kind of monster is really a great disaster in the world.

The Confucian Sword Thirteen laughed, and then slowly disappeared into the heaven and earth, and as soon as it appeared, it was the Ancient Buddha Venerable who stretched out his hand and struck out with a light palm, and the Ancient Buddha Venerable flew upside down and spurted blood.

The thirteenth Confucian sword moved again, like a red phantom, followed by the ancient Buddha Venerable, the silver needle in his hand danced, piercing the eight veins of the ancient Buddha Venerable's strange scriptures, and finally the collarbone came out, and two silver wires shot out, nailing the ancient Buddha Venerable to the rock wall.

Rujian Thirteen smiled and said, "Old thief, how does the fruit you planted taste like?"