When the thunder fell again, the Xuanwu God and the butterfly had disappeared, and the thunder and lightning had fallen directly into Tiankui Peak. The roar of the Xuanwu God caused the thunderstorms in the sky to become more and more dense, and one after another thunder fell into the Tiankui Peak.

However, only a very small number of people could hear the sound of the sword mixed with the wind and rain and thunder, and the sound of the sword was very faint but very clear in the ears. However, if you want to see the situation in Tiankui Peak, you can only fly above the Nine Heavens, otherwise you can't see it at all.

And in this situation in front of them, the people who dare to fly above the Nine Heavens are only those cultivators with a high realm, and none of the gods dare to go up to the Nine Heavens, they are not Xuanwu gods, so they naturally dare not go against the wind and thunder.

However, at this time, there were not many disciples of the Cultivation Dao Sect who also went to the heavens to watch the Nine Heavens, although the number was extremely small, but there were still people who flew to the Nine Heavens to see the situation in the Tiankui Peak.

But just as they flew into the sky, a shocking light suddenly rushed into the Tiankui Peak, like the sun exploding, and those people in the sky, even if they used spells to protect themselves, their eyes still couldn't see the situation in the mountain clearly, only saw a pale golden giant turtle churning, as if it was extremely painful, as for the dark red butterfly, they didn't see it at all.

Chen Gong is naturally different from them, he followed closely behind the Xuanwu God, when the moment he swooped down, he finally really saw the Tiankui Peak, the palace was layered on top of each other, if Fangcun Mountain is the kind of low-key hidden between the square inches, then the South Tianmen is a kind of magnificent vastness, fused with the momentum of Tiankui Peak, there is a domineering spirit that dominates the world.

Ordinary people just see such a palace structure, and they will have a mentality of avoiding it in their hearts, just like the place where the emperor's guard of honor in the world is not daring to face it.

The Xuanwu God was in front, and he descended with the power of the sky, and there was a feeling of destroying the heavens and the earth with one blow. At this moment, the palace in the middle of Tiankui Peak suddenly became hazy again, turning into a sea of spiritual energy.

The Xuanwu Great God let out a long roar, and under his swallowing, the wind and clouds entered his mouth, and the aura condensed in Tiankui Peak actually surged towards his mouth under his inhalation.

Suddenly, a little golden light appeared in the sea of aura on Tiankui Peak, and the golden light reflected that place clearly.

A person is looking up at the Xuanwu God under the illumination of golden light, he is wearing an apricot yellow robe, wearing a Taoist crown, hanging a treasure jade on his waist, wearing a pair of boots trimmed with gold wire on his feet, holding a pagoda in his hand, the height is seven rains, the tower is divided into one layer, the layers are the same, and the four corners of each layer are hung with bells.

This golden light emanated from the pagoda held by the young Taoist's hand, and although it was not strong, it enveloped his whole being.

The Xuanwu Great God swooped down from above the Nine Heavens, wrapped in the spiritual power of the Ancient Heavens, and descended with the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder, all of which seemed to have been summoned by him.

Chen Gong had never seen a real Xuanwu Divine Beast, he had only seen the huge Xuanwu Turtle transformed by the Qingxuan Zhenren, but despite this, he also felt that the momentum of this Xuanwu Great God at this time was not under the Qingxuan Zhenren who had already cultivated to the Tribulation Period.

The young Taoist in an apricot yellow robe stood on the roof of a Taoist temple, his robe fluttering, holding a golden glazed pagoda in his hand, calmly looking at the Xuanwu god who rushed down.

In addition to him, there was no one in the entire Nantianmen, only him, standing quietly on the eaves of the Taoist temple, full of a temperament of looking up at the sky, in his eyes, it was not a giant turtle that was about to be cultivated into the position of the gods, and the wind and thunder that swept down were like the spring breeze in March.

At this moment, Chen Gong, who was closely following behind the Xuanwu Great God, felt that what the Xuanwu Great God had unleashed was no longer an invisible force, but a kind of technique, a kind of magic that fused the surging power of the ancient Xiao spiritual vein with the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder to form a real technique.

The giant tortoise opened its mouth and spat out, but nothing came out, but it was a void wave, and everything under the sound wave seemed to have been annihilated, and between this spitting and breathing, the huge tortoise shell on the giant tortoise's body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pale golden tortoiseshell, which was not very shiny, began to turn gold rapidly. All along, Chen Gong has been thinking about what else should be in the upper realm after the sublimation from the level of force to the potential.

When the power is exhausted, the potential is endless. If the power of the mountains and rivers can be used properly, it will definitely be able to exert dozens of times the power of the originally limited spiritual power. He couldn't think of what else could be above the momentum, and today he finally saw that Gu Xiao's power to suppress the land for tens of millions of years was vividly exerted by the Xuanwu God by taking advantage of the opportunity of the Nine Heavens to rush down.

All this was just what happened when a thunderbolt fell, and the people around couldn't see Chen Gong, nor could they see the Xuanwu God, and naturally they couldn't see the young Taoist wearing an apricot yellow robe standing on the top of that Taoist temple in the Tiankui Peak. Because the golden glazed pagoda he was holding in his hand had already shone with a dazzling golden light, even the dark clouds in the sky had been dispersed, and the thunder had disappeared in an instant.

The golden light was so bright that those who flew to the sky couldn't see it clearly, but the heaven and earth in front of Chen Gong changed into black and white when the golden light shone, and he used the Demon Lotus Soul Cup's natal illusion-breaking supernatural power.

The golden pagoda became a white pagoda in Chen Gong's eyes, and suddenly disappeared at the moment when the light burst out, along with the Taoist man.

There was suddenly a huge pagoda in the sky, and the Xuanwu God who appeared out of thin air and was about to successfully prove the Xuanwu God position was suppressed, the Xuanwu God roared wildly, his body swung, and a spiritual wave was set off, and he inhaled it violently, and the spiritual energy rolled towards his mouth.

The huge pale golden turtle soared into the air, and in an instant, the tortoise shell resisted the golden pagoda, and the dazzling golden light on the golden pagoda suddenly dimmed, but at this time, the golden pagoda suddenly ignited a pale flame.

The flame was like the gasoline poured on the back of the Xuanwu God was ignited, and it spread to his whole body at once, burning into his body from the crack of the tortoise shell, the Xuanwu God seemed to be extremely painful, and the Gu Xiao spiritual power he was wrapped in could not suppress the burning of the flame at all.

It's just that although the Xuanwu God suffered great pain, he didn't dodge, but instead pushed upwards more and more vigorously, and even opened his mouth to spew out a cloud of yellow light, and the pale flames on the golden pagoda suddenly weakened a lot.

Chen Gong's heart sank, this pale flame was the Sun True Fire, but compared to the Sun True Fire he refined in his body, he didn't know how many times stronger, with his current cultivation, if he met it head-on, his end would be absolutely miserable. This sun true fire is so strong that even the Xuanwu gods can concentrate their natal spiritual breath to suppress one or two.

At this moment, the young Taoist man wearing an apricot yellow robe appeared again on the corner of the Taoist temple, still standing there, looking solemnly at the huge turtle in the sky that held the golden pagoda against him, and he seemed to have forgotten the butterfly that followed behind the turtle.

I saw his fingers moving in the void, pointing at the rivers and mountains, and there was a feeling of turning qi into soldiers and spirits into magic with a wave of his hand.

At this time, a red light flashed in front of him, and a butterfly appeared from the void, and then turned into a person, white clothes and black hair, with a long sword hanging from his waist, this person was naturally Chen Gong.

He looked at the only Taoist who could be seen in the South Heavenly Gate of the entire Tiankui Peak, and said, "Gu Xiaomen Chen Gong has seen a real person. ”

Chen Gong did not say that he was the god of Tianjian Peak Mountain, he reported to Gu Xiaomen because his purpose was to save Bai Yue. The man looked at him lightly, but did not speak.

Chen Gong continued: "I heard that Senior Sister Bai of this sect is in Tiankui Peak?"

This sentence does not have the slightest murderous aura, and is very calm.

The young man wearing the apricot yellow robe turned his attention to Chen Gong's body, his eyes were flat, but there was a feeling that the descendants of the Daomen who had been inherited for thousands of years looked at the Daoist people in the mountains. He didn't ask Chen Gong's senior sister who he was at all, he just said flatly: "It's not in Tiankui Peak." ”

"Where?" Chen Gong asked tightly, his tone was quite cold, which was quite rude to this Daoist of the South Heavenly Gate.

But the Dao man was not angry, but said, "Linglong Town Demon Tower." ”

Chen Gong's butterfly transformation body was expressionless, but the aura around him suddenly condensed, and he asked coldly, "Then is my senior sister still alive?"

"In the Linglong Pagoda, no one can survive more than three days. The young Taoist in an apricot robe said lightly.

He looked at Chen Gong, but the exquisite pagoda in the sky seemed to be driven by no one to drive it. Chen Gong understood that this person's own aura had been integrated with the entire Tiankui Peak and the pagoda, and had almost reached a state of mental clarity, just like when Chen Gong used the fire dragon rope, he no longer needed any magic spells, and with a movement of his mind, he could naturally exert all kinds of magical functions.

"Why?" Chen Gong's tone was already as cold as ice, and even the temperature around him dropped a lot.

"Vainly peeping at the Immortal Mountain, chaotic the order of the Dao Gate, naturally disappearing. The young Taoist said lightly, no longer looking at Chen Gong, the hand that was shrunk in the sleeve of the robe suddenly stretched out and slowly held up, and the aura of Tiankui Peak rolled up like a tsunami.

In this Tiankui Peak, this young Taoist is like a god-like existence, and between his gestures, the heavens and the earth change color.

The flames on the pagoda rose again, almost drowning the Xuanwu Great God, and the moment those spiritual qi rolled up, Chen Gong had already disappeared.

For the first time, Chen Gong felt that the aura between heaven and earth was so unfamiliar, obviously everywhere, but he couldn't mobilize a trace of it. He finally understood how limited it was to fight with others in other people's mountain gates, and the endless aura was not only unable to absorb, but also like an invisible spiritual net entangled.

Chen Gong disappeared, but a butterfly shrouded in red light appeared, and at the same time as this butterfly appeared, its wings moved slightly, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi where it passed was immediately cut, and at the same time, a sword groaned sound, like a sword slashing on a metal net, making a sharp friction sound.

The young Taoist frowned, stood there motionless, waved the apricot yellow robe sleeves, and the aura in the void surged, wrapping towards the red sword light, like a thick roll of cloth to wrap the sword, covering the edge of the sword.

From a distance, it was a gray mist that engulfed the dark red butterfly that emitted red light all over the body, and the red light on the butterfly's body suddenly flourished, and the gray mist retreated quickly as if it had encountered a snake and scorpion, but in addition to constantly avoiding the front, the rear was still constantly covering up.

The dark red butterfly didn't even care about it, and fell straight towards the man.

The butterfly seemed to fly very slowly, and it could be clearly seen every time it flapped its wings, and it could even be reflected in its mind, forming a kind of imprint-like mirror image, but it was just a feeling, a kind of concentration that all its thoughts were focused on the butterfly without sinking, and the real situation was that the butterfly was just moving its wings slightly, and it had already come to the front of the person.