Chang'an, rainy night.

Torrential rain is like a pillar.

However, the sky above Chang'an City is depressing, like a suspended ocean that will vent and fall at any time.

The iron law is exuding brilliance, and vaguely someone looks up, and can see the figure suspended behind the iron law, the figure is burly, majestic, as if overlooking the supreme of the whole world.

The blood-colored arrows that emerged from the iron law were terrifyingly powerful, and the space pointed by the arrows was about to burst.

As if the heavens were angry, the two thunderbolts hidden behind the clouds were dragged out, tearing the darkness of the world apart.

In front of the Taiji Palace, the kneeling officials withdrew their gazes, and the depression shrouded in their hearts became a little more and more intense, and their eyes vaguely glanced at the Taiji Palace, and they became more and more awe-inspiring.

The wind and rain are blowing, and the water vapor lingers in the corridor in front of the Taiji Palace, blowing up the luxurious dress of Pei Niangniang standing in the corridor.

The fifth princess covered her mouth and nose, and her gauze skirt was also blown around.

Gonggong Gao's face was cold, the dust hung in the crook of his arm, and he looked at the gaze of these imperial courtiers, much more indifferent.

In front of the palace, there was silence.

Long.

Graceful and luxurious, Pei Niangniang, who has a supreme temperament and a strong atmosphere, showed a hint of sneer.

His eyes seemed to see through the endless rain curtain, looked at the top of the Great Dao Sect, and saw Zhao Taifeng, the ancestor of the Great Dao Sect, who was nailed to the top of the mountain by a sword and twisted out of a big hole.

The sound of laughter still lingers.

"This palace said that someone would sanction him, such a reluctant person......"

"But that's it."

"As for the betrayed Li Liancheng, someone will deal with him, Your Majesty has more important things to do."

Concubine Pei's words fell, ignoring the attitude of the ministers, although she knew that these words should not be said by her, but today she still stood up and suppressed some of the ministers who were cautious.

Concubine Pei then turned around, and the fifth princess and the second prince followed behind, and disappeared all the way between the palaces under the guidance of the eunuchs.

And the iron law over Chang'an City soon began to gradually dissipate its power, and the phantom of the Tang Emperor was also eliminated.

However, the terrifying force that remained in everyone's hearts still made everyone tremble and panic.

The heavy rain still fell, washing away the filth between heaven and earth.

The courtiers and the imperial historians stood up, Concubine Pei's words were still rippling in their hearts, looking at each other, and finally, their eyes converged on the Taiji Palace.

In the deep palace, there seemed to be a pair of high eyes, watching them.

It was as if everything in the world was under his control.

The ministers bowed down and retired one after another.

In front of the Suzaku Gate, the wheels of the carriage, which had been washed away by the torrential rain for a long time, turned again, crushed the stagnant water on the bluestone slabs, and drove away from the imperial city.

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Before the Great Avenue Mausoleum.

There was a dead silence.

Zhao Taifeng, the ancestor of the transcendent realm who had just been born, was nailed to the top of the mountain with a sword, and his flesh and blood were crushed.

What a shocking picture for them.

The entire Great Dao Sect seemed to be covered with a layer of loneliness.

The dawn sky is white, the stars are disappearing, and the morning light is about to leap from the end of the horizon to shine on the whole world.

"Chase."

Sect Leader Zhao Longshi was very indifferent, but frowned slightly, looking at Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe, who had lifted Fang Lang and fled through the air, and said.

And on top of the mountain.

Zhao Taifeng, who was nailed to the ground by a sword, also violently revived his breath, and countless flesh and blood gathered rapidly, and on the broken chest, between the squirming of flesh and blood, it was all filled.

It caused an uproar among countless disciples of the Great Dao Sect.

This method of flesh and blood rebirth is simply as shocking as the method of immortals.

Zhao Taifeng's eyes were extremely cold, but in the coldness, there was a little shock and fear.

Xuanyuan Taihua's decisiveness was indeed beyond his expectations, obviously using the Lotus Hui Sword to intercept the thousand-year-old Dao Yun of the Great Dao Sect, but in order to stab him with a sword, he did not hesitate to evaporate about fifty percent of the Dao Yun energy.

And coupled with the deterrence of the person in Chang'an City who held the iron law, Zhao Taifeng could only eat this sword alive.

Rumble!

Zhao Taifeng rolled the long sleeves of his robe with both hands, and he was behind him.

He was about to step out of the step, but the iron law and the majestic figure resurfaced in his mind.

wanted to shoot out of the figure of the Great Dao Sect, but stopped abruptly.

"If you chase it out, you will be worried about your life."

This is the transcendent divine thought, a hint to him.

Zhao Taifeng believed in this prompt very much, and it was because of this prompt that he had self-proclaimed sleep for two hundred years, and escaped the calamity of the Tang Dynasty Holy Emperor holding the iron law to suppress and kill many transcendent powerhouses.

So, he didn't plan to chase it out.

His gaze turned and fell on Zhao Longshi and Zhao Zhenshi and other powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect.

"You go to chase, cultivate to be higher than the fourth grade, don't want Fang Lang to make a move, Fang Lang holds the Lotus Hui Sword, the Lotus Hui Sword contains the thousand-year-old Dao Yun of the Great Dao Ling, these Dao Yun energy is enough to provide Xuanyuan Taihua, the female baby, with enough sword energy!"

"However, Xuanyuan Taihua's divine thoughts will only be triggered when Fang Lang encounters the threat of force majeure."

"You go and stop Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe, as for Fang Lang...... Let the disciples of the lower four rank realm chase and kill, and the disciples of the lower four rank realm will not stimulate the divine thoughts of Xuanyuan Taihua in the Lotus Hui Sword. ”

Zhao Taifeng's robe was flying, staring at the three Fang Lang who split the mountain protection array and galloped away, and said.

"Lao Dao has a hunch that the changes in the world of Datang ...... It's time to get started. ”

Zhao Taifeng's words made the powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect slightly stunned.

Zhao Longshi was thoughtful, and then rode out on the crane.

Zhao Zhenshi, as well as many elders of the Great Dao Sect, were also in the Birth Formation Diagram under their feet.

Zhao Taifeng stared at Chao Xiaojian and the others who were going away, raised his hand, instantly formed a magic array, and suddenly shot out, the magic array contained divine thoughts, and the divine thoughts rotated, and in an instant, the huge magic array enveloped all the monks on the Great Dao Sect.

As if changing shapes, the powerhouses of the Great Dao Sect actually appeared collectively a hundred miles away.

The top of the Great Daozong Mountain was suddenly empty.

Zhao Taifeng's face turned slightly pale, and he used this forbidden spell-level transfer technique, which was extremely depleting to him.

However, he didn't care, if he could keep the Lotus Return Sword, everything would be worth it.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Chang'an, and his eyes were deep.

The longer he lived, the more he spared his life, although Zhao Taifeng vaguely felt that the one in Chang'an seemed to be strange, but he didn't dare to bet.

"If something really weird happens, you can't hide it for too long, and there will be a day when it will be exposed."

Zhao Taifeng carried his hands behind his back, his body was torn and his robe was hunting.

In the entire Great Dao Mausoleum, a thick fog suddenly appeared, and there were dots of spiritual power, surging out like a river tide, pouring into Zhao Taifeng's body, recovering his breath.

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……

Zhao Longshi rode on the back of the crane, his pupils shrank slightly, is this the means of transcending the realm powerhouse?

Move a hundred miles in an instant.

Sure enough, it's amazing!

Detached...... can be free in the world, which is really an enviable realm.

"Chase!"

didn't shock the others too much, Zhao Longshi snorted softly, making everyone come back to their senses from the shock.

The dawn of dawn is shining.

Broke through the night.

The heads of the three demon powerhouses hanging on the crane's back shook and collided, as if making a muffled sound like a copper bell, Zhao Longshi raised his head and saw the small sword that was speeding from a distance, Huang Zhihe and Fang Lang who were being carried.

Zhao Longshi, as the contemporary head of the Great Dao Sect, was also a peerless genius when he was young, although he was defeated by Xuanyuan Taihua, but, it is undeniable that his strength is very strong!

Zhao Longshi's palms were folded, and the powerful spiritual thoughts spread, and they were suddenly cathartic like ripples.

On the ground, trees rose from the ground, turned into crossbow arrows, and shot at the three of Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe in the air.

Fang Lang had already controlled his body at this moment, and was carried by the little sword, speeding rapidly.

Seeing the powerhouse of the Great Dao Sect who suddenly appeared in front of them to block him, his face couldn't help but change.

Chao Xiaojian was also staring, they broke through the mountain protection array and galloped away, and as a result, Zhao Longshi and the others were actually in front of them in advance.

"Zhao Taifeng, the first Dao leader of the Great Dao Sect, is good at the 'Shifting Technique' with one hand, which is a top-level forbidden spell-level magic array, which can only be mastered by transcendental-level skill cultivation."

Huang Zhihe knew some of Zhao Taifeng's details, and hurriedly said.

Swinging out towards the small sword, the mighty sword qi was like a great river catharsis, smashing the crossbow-like trees that rose into the sky, and sawdust flew all over the place.

On one side, Huang Zhihe was also a sledgehammer with countless iron swords, brazenly slashing down.

Zhao Zhenshi and a number of veteran elders of the Great Dao Sect made a move to stop Huang Zhihe.

The dawn of dawn was dimmed by the brilliance of several top cultivators!

Fang Lang's face was swollen and red in the turmoil!

The terrifying storm seemed to tear him apart.

The Lianhui sword was hidden in the scabbard by him, and after the master Xuanyuan Taihua stabbed Zhao Taifeng with a sword, he fell silent.

At this moment, Fang Lang, without the protection of Xuanyuan Taihua, mixed in the confrontation of the ninth-grade level powerhouse, is like a flat boat, which will be torn apart by the storm of the sea at any time.

Zhao Longshi is not weak, even if it is Chao Xiaojian, he is not sure that he can win.

Therefore, facing Zhao Longshi against Zhao Xiaojian is also to raise the spirit of twelve.

Not to mention Huang Zhihe, he was beaten by Zhao Zhenshi with a group of elders, and it was extremely difficult to get out!

"Chao Xiaojian, let Fang Lang leave the Lotus Return Sword, and let Fang Lang repent in my Dao Sect for ten years, and the matter will be stopped."

Zhao Longshi was light-winded, riding a crane, fluttering like a fairy, and said.

"You Dao Sect are thinking about fart!"

scolded Xiao Jian.

"Fang Lang is the champion of today's scientific research, the Great Dao Sect is acting like this, is this going against the imperial court?"

"Now this matter has nothing to do with the imperial court, it does not involve temples, it is a contradiction between the Great Dao Sect and the Jianshu Sect, and it is a simple vendetta in the rivers and lakes...... If His Majesty the Holy Emperor has any objections, Lao Dao is willing to personally take the guilt, but Fang Lang, this son, still has to repent in the Great Dao Sect, this is the words of Taifeng Patriarch. ”

Zhao Longshi said lightly, with a flick of his fingers, and with a flick of his fingers, there was a magic array across the world, like a big net towards the small sword net.

Xiao Jian frowned.

He flicked his fingers and swept out a trace of sword qi, and the sword qi surrounded Fang Lang, and shot away with Fang Lang in the distance.

Fang Lang was carrying the Lotus Hui Sword of the senior sister of the sect, and when necessary, the divine thoughts of the senior sister of the sect reappeared, which would definitely protect Fang Lang from escaping, so Chao Xiaojian was not too worried about Fang Lang's safety.

Sending Fang Lang away, concentrating on the little sword, the green steel sword wrapped around his body was accompanied by a light sword roar, and shot towards Zhao Longshi.

Zhao Longshi was not hard-hitting, and after dodging a sword, his eyes were deep.

He sat on the back of the immortal crane, looked at Chao Xiaojian deeply, and said loudly: "The disciples of the Great Dao Sect listen to the order!" ”

"Fang Lang holds the Lotus Hui Sword, and disciples who have cultivated to a higher level than the Fourth Rank Realm are not allowed to make a move, so as not to stimulate the divine thoughts of the Taihua Sword Immortal contained in the sword, and the disciples of the Lower Fourth Rank Realm will go to chase and kill, and they will inevitably capture Fang Lang!"

Zhao Longshi's words fell.

In the dense forest below, many disciples of the Great Dao Sect wearing blue robes hugged their fists in response.

"Whoa!"

An Fan, Li Yuanzhen and other disciples had complicated eyes, but Zhao Longshi's order was in front, they didn't hesitate, their bodies shook, turned into blue lines, and rushed straight into the dense forest, chasing Fang Lang away.

In the void, Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe couldn't help but change color when they heard Zhao Longshi's words, but they didn't expect this stubble.

If Fang Lang was beaten, he might really be left behind.

Therefore, the offensive of the two became more and more intense, but Zhao Longshi, Zhao Zhenshi and others did not fight hard, but simply blocked Chao Xiaojian and Huang Zhihe with the advantage of the number of strong men.

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……

There will be a time when the sword qi will eventually dissipate.

Fang Lang flew into the dense forest like a meteor, and his body fell in place, standing steadily.

However, as soon as he landed, there was a churning sound from the surrounding bamboo sea.

Then, Fang Lang looked around, in the bamboo forest, in the dense forest, a disciple of the Great Dao Sect in a blue robe stepped on the fallen leaves, fluttering lightly, showing a trend of encirclement, completely surrounding Fang Lang.

Fang Lang glanced at it, and his face froze.

The leader was a disciple of the Great Dao Sect of the Fourth Rank Realm, and around him were seven or eight disciples of the Great Dao Sect of the Third Rank Realm.

This is obviously a team of disciples of the Great Dao Sect.

Fang Lang's heart sank slightly, and Zhao Longshi's loud words, Fang Lang also heard it, and understood the plan of the Great Dao Sect.

wants to use a disciple with low cultivation to round up other Fang Lang.

In the situation where Xuanyuan Taihua's divine thoughts in the Lotus Hui Sword could not be activated, Fang Lang was alone in the face of nearly a thousand disciples of the Great Dao Sect, and it was indeed difficult to escape.

Although they were all disciples of the Lower Fourth Rank Realm, if he Fang Lang was entangled, he would definitely be besieged by more disciples who rushed over.

After all, he Fang Lang is just one person, and the final result will only be captured!

"On the orders of the Sect Leader, it doesn't matter if you live or die! As long as you can take the lotus back to the sword! ”

The disciple of the Four-Rank Law Realm who was standing in the dense forest said, and then, he took out a talisman, and after pinching and exploding, a signal rose into the air, and the surrounding disciples of the Great Dao Sect saw the talisman signal and rushed over one after another.

This Fourth-Rank Realm disciple stared at Fang Lang with a somewhat cruel smile.

"You Fang Lang is indeed gifted with demons, and he can suppress me and many other Great Dao Sect disciples on the thousand-step cloud ladder to reach the top, but after all, you are only a third-grade realm, and the difference in strength is here!"

"Obediently tied up!"

However, as soon as this disciple of the Law Realm finished speaking, his face suddenly changed.

Because, the surrounded Fang Lang actually rushed directly towards his figure, and he was actually chosen as the breakthrough!

Fang Lang ran and pulled out the sword in the sword box.

A thunderclap exploded.

The Guiyuan Sword turned into a sword and thunder sword, like a thunder dragon smashing into the surrounding Sanpin Realm disciples, instantly interrupting the movements of those disciples who formed a formation!

And Fang Lang swooped down towards the sneering Fourth Rank Realm disciple.

One step stomped down, and the ripples of air rippled in all directions, allowing the fallen leaves to continue to stir around.

After the obsidian sword shines in the light of the morning light!

The momentum on Fang Lang's body actually began to fall at a uniform speed!

In the end, it was an ordinary sword, unpretentious, and slowly handed out.

Mutated sword-feeding technique!

With Fang Lang's cultivation in the Nine-Rank Sword Gang Realm now, the ordinary four-rank realm can't stop it at all!

The sinister smile on the face of this Four-Rank Law Realm disciple had not yet dissipated, and he found that the aura wall in front of him was instantly exploded by a sword!

Fang Lang fell, and his expressionless face invaded this person's side, and the obsidian sword broke through the opponent's body protection array, against his neck.

The disciple opened his mouth to say something.

And in the distance.

Anfan's blue robe flew, in the morning light that jumped out of the horizon, stepping on the bamboo sea.

Seeing Fang Lang's movements, he couldn't help but change color, and hurriedly spoke.

"Stop!"

Fang Lang's white clothes were flying, and he looked at An Fan, who was stepping on the bamboo sea, and a genius disciple of the Four Rank Realm of the Great Dao Sect that he had seen when he had climbed the Thousand Steps Cloud Ladder, and his face did not change much.

Fang Lang grabbed the obsidian sword, and with a sudden force, the sword sprayed thin, pouring into the neck of this Great Dao Sect disciple.

Pillars of blood soared into the sky.

A little bit of blood was sprinkled on Fang Lang's white clothes, adding a little slaughter.

Fang Lang's sword is a sword that kills.

A large head, hovering and flying, with a grin that had not yet faded, finally slammed into the ground.

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