The two transcendent qi engines seemed to appear from the depths of the void, causing the air to freeze.

All were creepy and their scalps tingled.

Even a top powerhouse like Yan Keqing felt like he was being oppressed by a boulder and was about to sink to the bottom of the endless sea.

It's hard to breathe, it's hard to resist, it's hard to fight!

Detachment, this is the true supreme power, overlooking the existence of billions of living beings on earth.

There are countless living beings in the Tang Dynasty, but there are only a handful of people who can truly become transcendent for thousands of years.

Therefore, one can imagine how terrifying it is for a strong person to transcend the realm!

Li Zhengyang and Yan Keqing never thought that Ah Si Xuan Mountain would actually arrange such a terrible backhand, and actually use two powerhouses beyond the realm to prevent Fang Lang from summoning Xuanyuan Taihua.

The martial saint of the Xianwu Tower, the Tianzun of the concept of fate!

Among the top ten sects in the Tang Dynasty, half of them are actually standing in the direction of Asiju Mountain.

The deputy sect leader of the Mai Sect, Yan Keqing, had a nameless anger surging in his heart.

Among the top ten sects, although the Pulse Sect ranks second, the heritage of the Pulse Sect, in addition to being able to crush the Sword Shu Sect, is not comparable with other sects that have been inherited for thousands of years.

The Mai Sect is actually the sect of the Holy Emperor.

The purpose of existence is actually to balance the ancient sects.

Li Zhengyang sighed when he saw the appearance and attack of Martial Saint and Tianzun in the depths of the void.

He looked at the annoyed Yan Keqing and slowly spoke comfortingly: "In fact, all this is not strange. ”

"They know exactly what Asiyama is doing."

"No one wants to be inferior, let alone a strong person who is beyond the realm, the ten major sects were suppressed by the Tang Dynasty, and they are detached and sleeping, but they are actually not reconciled."

"Therefore, when the Asi Mountain uprising, these strong people all rose up accordingly."

Li Zhengyang said.

"However, Asishan is a foreign race! Once he controls the world of the Tang Dynasty, the people of the Tang Dynasty ...... Surely you will suffer! ”

Yan Keqing gritted his teeth and said.

"For these old antiques, there is actually no difference between aliens and Datang people, they have long gone beyond the category of 'people', and they do not consider themselves to be the same as the Tang people."

"As detached, all they care about is whether they are under the fence and whether they have enough benefits and benefits."

"The stronger the strength, the weaker the human nature."

Li Zhengyang took a deep breath.

Yan Keqing fell silent.

"Therefore, these old antiques who are beyond the realm don't care at all, whether Ah Si Shan is a Tang Dynasty person, whether it is a foreign race, in their eyes, breaking the shackles laid by the Holy Emperor is fundamental, if they can, they would rather be Tang Dynasty, and heaven and earth will not hesitate."

Li Zhengyang can be said to know these old guys very thoroughly.

When Martial Saint and Tianzun made a move, Li Zhengyang completely gave up on these old guys.

"Taihua is right......"

"The transcendent and strong are the most unstable factor in this world, and the bane that will bring destruction to the world."

"Even if it is a demon race in the demon world, in fact, it can't compare to the threat brought by the transcendent strong."

Li Zhengyang sighed.

At this moment, Li Zhengyang really understood these words.

The stronger the strength, the more selfish, the more afraid of death, and the more lacking blood.

Yan Keqing didn't ask anything anymore.

The robe on her body hunted, and she turned her head to look at Li Zhengyang.

"Asiju Mountain raised troops to attack Chang'an, and now, Chang'an is in trouble, and we will wait...... What can be done? ”

Yan Keqing asked.

When Li Zhengyang heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

He looked at the Martial Saint and Heavenly Venerable who were entrenched in the depths of the void, bursting out with a transcendent momentum, suppressing Fang Lang and preventing Fang Lang from summoning Xuanyuan Taihua's Martial Saint and Heavenly Venerable, and laughed heartily.

In the end, the uninhibited laughter subsided and turned into a hideous face.

"What about detachment?"

"grandma!"

……

……

Coercion!

Heavy as a mountain, it seems that the entire starry sky collapsed and pressed down in an instant!

It's so hard to breathe.

The four swords of the reincarnation of life and death were suspended around Fang Lang's body, quietly suspended, and four sword intents soared into the sky, as if they were supporting the starry sky that was about to collapse.

The bloody clothes on Fang Lang's body were pressed tightly by the hurricane, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the two majestic figures sitting in the void in the distance.

The oppression given to him by the two is as terrifying as that of the Buddha and the Demon Emperor.

Detached!

There is no doubt that he is a detached powerhouse!

"Two detached...... Enough to save face! ”

Fang Lang grinned.

The four swords of the cycle of life and death trembled incessantly, and the air that shook with the sound of the sword chant was trembling uncontrollably, rippling.

The two of them are detached, not to mention Fang Lang, even if they are here towards Xiaojian, they will not hesitate to turn their heads and run.

Chao Xiaojian is a real top nine in the world.

What is he Fang Lang, just a half-step nine-pin, with the divine idea of the nine-pin, but his cultivation has not stepped into the nine-pin.

With such strength, against the two detachments, they should run faster than Chao Xiaojian.

However, Fang Lang could not escape.

Because, he has already sensed the reincarnation of life and death, and the four swords are communicating with the gateway of another world in the underworld!

Behind the portal, there is a majestic breath waiting to come!

Fang Lang can't retreat!

The cheap master is still waiting behind the door!

Fang Lang sighed.

He turned his head to look at Chang'an, his spiritual thoughts transformed, from spiritual thoughts to divine thoughts, and he could naturally see the riots that broke out in Chang'an.

There, there are even more transcendent degassing machines that are soaring into the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In Chang'an City, a transcendent war broke out.

In other words, Asishan Mountain has begun to attack.

This seems to be a slow overlap with everything in Fang Lang's memories in his previous life, although there is cultivation and detachment in this world, but the general trend seems to be the same as in his previous life.

Fang Lang crossed into this world, and the sense of belonging was not strong, but now there was a feeling of unwillingness in his heart.

In that life, the Tang Dynasty was abused by the alien iron horsemen.

And in this life, Fang Lang wants to change all this.

Moreover, Fang Lang felt that everything was caused by his strategy on the scientific expedition.

Therefore, he can't escape like a coward!

Rumble!

In the void, two figures sighed softly and stood up.

"It is worthy of being a disciple of Xuanyuan Taihua, the champion appointed by the Holy Emperor, this sharpness, this will, even when I am young, it is incomparable."

The burly figure spoke.

"Tianzun, I'll go first."

"Please."

Two figures spoke to each other.

Immediately, the burly figure stepped forward, stepping down, and the time and space of the entire heaven and earth were shrunk under his feet!

From the void, he appeared in the world.

The degasser suddenly smashed down like a surging waterfall!

"Fang Zhuangyuan, give up summoning Xuanyuan Taihua, I won't kill you."

Immortal Martial Tower Martial Saint, spoke.

Fang Lang sat between the four sword pillars, his bloody clothes fluttering, his hair rippling, and he looked at the martial saint neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Even if the other party was detached, Fang Lang never had the slightest fear.

"Why are you stopping me?"

"For the sake of Asiju?"

Fang Lang asked.

The martial saint stood suspended in the air, and there was qi and blood surging between the opening and closing of his eyes.

However, before the Martial Saint could answer, Fang Lang smiled: "Ah Si Ju Mountain is a foreign race, conquered by the Holy Emperor, and served in the Tang Dynasty, but now, he is a thief who conspires against the Tang Dynasty. ”

"You, a martial saint, are actually aiding and rebelling, how is it different from a thief?"

"Even if you are detached, you are a thief."

"Martial Saint, this title...... Do you deserve it too? ”

Fang Lang's words were like a series of beads smashing down, and the smashed Martial Saint didn't know what to say.

"I am a martial saint, a martial saint of Xianwu Tower, not a Tang martial saint......"

Martial Saint Dao.

"It's small, the pattern is small, I don't want to be the martial saint of the world, but I'm willing to guard the small Xianwu Pagoda......"

"It's ridiculous."

Fang Lang laughed.

The martial saint has no joy or sorrow, and as a detached person, he seems to have no sorrow, joy and anger.

However, Fang Lang's words still made him feel very uncomfortable.

"He is worthy of being a champion, he is really articulate and eloquent."

"No matter what, Xuanyuan Taihua can't be returned."

Martial Saint Dao.

When the words fell, he raised his hand and slammed it in the direction where Fang Lang was!

Rumble!!!

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that a misty power had condensed into a huge palm, and the huge palm waved and covered, making the void crack inch by inch.

The four sword lights shone brightly, as if they had converged into a sword array.

Vaguely, he blocked the martial saint's grip.

Fang Lang crossed his knees in it, his divine thoughts stirred, urging the sword array, but his face was slightly pale.

The power of the Martial Saint is too strong, and it seems that he is going to blow him up!

"Hahahaha......"

"Fang boy! Well said! The martial saint should be the martial saint of the world, this is the big pattern! ”

"Just as I, Li Zhengyang, am the prince of the Tang Dynasty, I have to take care of it if you conspire against the Tang Dynasty!"

Suddenly.

There was a loud laugh.

Li Zhengyang didn't know when, he changed into a four-clawed python robe, plump as jade, and very chic.

He pushed sideways with a punch, as if he had been moved by a mountain made of blood, and smashed towards the Martial Saint.

"Li Zhengyang, you shouldn't make a move."

However, the Martial Saint just glanced at it and didn't pay the slightest attention.

In the void, Tianzun made a move, and with a flick of his fingers, a white light feather floated out, actually blocking a blood-colored mountain.

Carry the mountains!

This scene is quite visually shocking.

The Martial Saint continued to oppress Fang Lang, but what was quite tricky was that the four swords of the reincarnation of life and death formed a sword array, which was actually able to block the oppression of the transcendent Martial Saint.

Thinking that these four swords were Xuanyuan Taihua's means, the martial saint's heart calmed down a lot.

The other side.

The birth of Tianzun of Ji Yuanguan, with a powerful aura, made Li Zhengyang feel almost suffocated.

Li Zhengyang is just a nine-pin, detached from the top, and his strength is not enough.

"Lord Wang, I'm here to help you."

Yan Keqing rose into the air, and a red tassel gun appeared in his hand, holding the red tassel obliquely, it was actually a little angry.

"Call me Sect Master!"

Li Zhengyang gritted his teeth and said.

"I don't." Yan Keqing stubbornly refused.

Li Zhengyang secretly scolded a stupid woman, and then stared at Tianzun.

The Tianzun of Ji Yuanguan seems to be more ruthless than the Martial Saint, as if he has cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and he has never even had the slightest human emotion.

"If there is no support from the Holy Emperor, the Mai Sect is inferior to the Sword Shu, you Li Zhengyang stay obediently, you can be worry-free, if you want to get involved in this big war, then ...... today"

"The Pulse Sect doesn't need to exist."

Tianzun Dao.

Li Zhengyang stood on the void, slowly raised his fists, pushed horizontally with one punch, and adducted the other punch.

"Who are you pretending to be forced with?"

"Don't think that if you are detached, you can look down on my Pulse Sect......"

"My Pulse Sect...... It is not unreasonable to be able to suppress your concept of fate and stand in the second of the top ten sects! ”

"I'm Taihua's stinky brother!"

Li Zhengyang laughed arrogantly.

Yan Keqing, who was holding the red tassel gun, heard Li Zhengyang's last words, and had the urge to hold the gun and stab it at Li Zhengyang's body!

"Old Yan, escape here with Jiang Linglong."

"After all, this woman is the daughter of the Martial King, and she has awakened the bloodline of the Demon Emperor, even if we are defeated, she will have the opportunity to step into transcendence and make a comeback in the future."

However, Yan Keqing's ears soon resounded with Li Zhengyang's voice.

Yan Keqing was stunned.

She heard the solemnity in Li Zhengyang's words, and also heard what he meant.

The battle was destined to be tragic, and he even wanted to plan for the future.

"I don't!"

Yan Keqing still maintained a stubborn voice.

"Keqing, be good, it's not the time to lose your temper, Datang needs to leave the fire."

Li Zhengyang continued to transmit the sound.

Yan Keqing held the gun, gritted his teeth, and trembled all over.

He spoke to her so gently.

It seems that he has made up his mind.

"Don't die! I'm waiting for you! ”

Yan Keqing was no longer willful, and did not refuse again.

She let out a sharp roar, and a droplet of blood suddenly leaked out of her eyebrows.

The energy in the blood diffused, making Yan Keqing's qi soar, she tore through the space and appeared beside Jiang Linglong, and her breath instantly enveloped Jiang Linglong, who was slightly stunned, and she flashed again and appeared beside Ni Wen.

Then, break through the space and leave.

Yan Keqing took Jiang Linglong and Ni Wen away.

As for the disciples of the Mai Sect, she didn't bring it, because, she knew...... The disciples of the Mai Sect will not leave.

Li Zhengyang looked at Yan Keqing, who was holding Jiang Linglong and Ni Wen away, and suddenly laughed freely, his eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

Then, Li Zhengyang turned his head to look at Tianzun.

Tianzun looked at Yan Keqing who fled, and then saw Jiang Linglong who was taken away, frowning slightly, he felt that Jiang Linglong had to stay.

Flick your fingers.

A feather fluttered out silently.

It's like a patch of snow falling in the desert.

Drifted towards Yan Keqing.

Leave a word to be said.

However, Li Zhengyang appeared in front of the feather, stretched out his hand, grabbed the feather, and in an instant, the palm of his hand was drenched in blood cut by the power of the feather, and the blood splashed.

But Li Zhengyang's face was full of smiles.

"Tianzun, I'll meet you and let you know...... Hugh wants to underestimate the world! ”

"Where is the disciple of the Pulse Sect?!"

Li Zhengyang said loudly.

Below.

The disciples of the Mai Sect let out a burst of cheers.

One by one, strong men rose into the air, excited.

Li Zhengyang laughed.

Hands jerked up.

Instantly.

Beneath the veins, the ground shattered.

One after another, huge coffins like mountains broke out of the ground!

Tianzun hung in the air, indifferently watching.

Yan Keqing, who was far away, wrapped around Jiang Linglong, turned pale when he saw this.

As the deputy sect master of the Mai Sect, how could she not know what Li Zhengyang was going to do.

"Don't ......"

However, Li Zhengyang's voice came again.

"Keqing, this king can only ...... I will marry you again in the next life. ”

The words fell.

Yan Keqing felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

And Li Zhengyang floated in the air, laughing, and his palms clapped suddenly!

Below, thousands of disciples of the Vein Sect slashed their wrists one after another, and each drop of blood floated up in defiance of gravity.

Li Zhengyang opened his mouth, and countless blood droplets hung upside down like a blood waterfall, sucking into his mouth.

And dozens of coffins of different sizes that broke through the ground one by one fell one after another.

Tianzun's eyes turned, and he couldn't help shrinking.

But I saw that in those coffins, there were corpses buried.

They are all corpses of nine-rank demons.

Li Zhengyang's palms clapped together, as if turning the tide.

Suddenly, many Jiupin corpses shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, converging into drops of blood ropes.

The blood ropes converged and pierced Li Zhengyang's back one after another, gurgling, as if transmitting terrifying power!

Li Zhengyang's consciousness began to blur gradually, leaving only the obsession of tearing Tianzun apart, and his body swelled like congestion, as if a little giant was standing in the void.

Thousands of blood, swallow it all in one bite!

The power of the sect, roaring and detached!

PS: Tickets coming?