An opening of the heavens that was beyond everyone's expectations finally evolved into the already dilapidated Heavenly Court to re-enshrine the ten gods and dozens of heavenly generals.

The land of the four continents has its own changes.

In the northern Juluzhou, in the city of warm wine, a young man took out his saber and went to Jiuzhou without saying a word.

Du Xiaoting hurriedly chased after him, and said helplessly: "My eldest young master, don't go and make trouble, is that something we can interfere in?"

Fang Yu glanced back and asked, "My mother said that my aunt's family has to be protected, and if she doesn't, she will knock my skull out."

Du Xiaoting smiled bitterly and said, "But Dao Palace is not something we can compete with, you are looking for trouble for the Fang family!"

Fang Yu thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and grabbed the token of the heir of the lower family, and said indifferently, "Then I'll leave the Fang family."

After a pause, Fang Yu said again, "It's not just because of my aunt, my good friends are in Jiuzhou, and I'm going to help them."

Seeing that Fang Yu had already thrown out the magic weapon, and he was afraid that he would be able to reach the battlefield in a moment, Du Xiaoting hurriedly took out the mirror flower platform to send a message, and said, "Ancestor, I can't stop the young master!"

But the other party just said indifferently: "Can't stop it? Then go for it." Look at the book

Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a big city that has opened a shop, and the name is Tangxi Distillery.

The frightening movement above the canopy, they naturally noticed it.

Of course, the breath of a guy who has disappeared for more than a hundred years can also be perceived.

Someone scolded, "I said that after looking for so many years, there is no news, it turns out that I went to the Middle Earth Divine Continent."

Someone else smiled and said, "It's his temper, and as soon as he appears, he tears his face with the Dao Palace."

The man who spoke earlier smiled and asked, "Shall you help?"

The man in the back smiled and said, "Of course, Ada was saved by him, and he couldn't find it after looking for so long, Ada must be in Middle-earth."

"For Ada?"

"No, for friends."

In the south of Ganbu Island, in a purple bamboo forest, there is a middle-aged man who is no longer a monk but has not yet grown hair.

The middle-aged man sat cross-legged on a stone arch bridge, watched his apprentice make a gesture to leave, shook his head helplessly, and asked, "How long will it take you to get to 20 million miles?"

Jin Yueran muttered, "Master doesn't go, won't you allow me to go?"

Buyi sighed: "You are born in Jiuzhou, you should go, but I shouldn't, it's another thing to go."

As he spoke, Buyi threw out a vajra and said, "Go ahead and protect yourself."

Jin Yueran grinned and asked coldly, "If I die, will Master make a move?"

Bu Yi grimaced and said coldly, "No!"

Jin Yueran threatened to cry, "Master is ruthless and unjust!"

It wasn't until the girl was gone that Buyi sighed.

"If I say go, with your temper, I will naturally fight with my life."

He looked up at the north, but he couldn't see the slightest chance of winning this big battle anyway! Even if there are already more than a dozen Great Luo Golden Immortals in Jiuzhou.

With the help of the Broken Heavenly Court, now that Jiuzhou has been opened, it is almost possible to remove that pseudo-word.

If in the year of Jiazi, the ancestor took the initiative to open the sky, then even almost the word could be completely removed.

Glancing west again, Lingshan, is there really no movement at all?

Old Rulai, don't you still admit that you chose the wrong person!

A large family in Nanbu Continent, surnamed Zhao, was once founded by a woman who came out of the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

At this time, the heavens and the earth changed color and the stars shifted, and a middle-aged man slowly walked out of the retreat and muttered, "Ancestor, do you still want to help if you betray the branch of the sect? The gang is the enemy of the Dao Palace!"

As for Niuhe Continent in the west, the demon clan of a continent is comparable to Futu Continent.

And Lingshan, at this time, the new Rulai is preaching, the heavenly arhats are in the four directions, and the bodhisattvas are behind them.

Even though the heavens and the earth changed color, they showed no sign of stopping their preaching.

But suddenly, a huge shock shook the whole world

Trembling, as a last resort, the sermon can only be suspended.

And they asked, "If my lord comes, will he not go east?"

Rulai shook his head: "No."

At this time, above the canopy, thousands of wooden armor comparable to climbing the tower, Jiuzhou climbing the building, and joining the road, like a tide, are entangled with those so-called heavenly soldiers in the sea of clouds.

Among them, there are seven sword cultivators, and when counted, they are actually Eight Desolation Cultivators.

And the one who led Jing Yang's 3,000 armor charge was the former dragon master who was bent on death, Xu Jing.

At the same time, there were two sword lights rising from Xudu Luo Mountain, each breaking through its own heavenly gate with one sword, becoming the first in Jiuzhou in the true sense.

Because Zuo Chunshu and Autumn Dusk Cloud first relied on themselves to join forces, and then they used this opportunity to open the gate of heaven!

As for the rest of the continents, they can only fight on the battlefield where the gate of heaven is opened.

But in the end, the winner or loser, to put it bluntly, was still in Liu Jingxun and the godfather.

At this moment, Liu Jingxuan was holding a canoe in one hand, and there was no law, and blood flowed down his arm on the canoe.

The Sect Ancestor was no better, a sword wound on his chest was shocking, but it didn't bleed, but emitted bursts of golden light.

He had no time to take care of others at this time, because ...... He could feel the flame of his life like a candle in the wind.

But in fact, on the battlefield below, Jiuzhou is not weak.

Long Qiu Han and Ji Wenjing alone are enough for each other to drink a pot, not to mention the madman Gao Yang and Gui Qi.

The Sect Ancestor stretched out his hand to wipe his chest, and Liu Jingxun turned his head violently to look in the direction of Shenlu Continent.

"I said why Qu Shuai hasn't shown up yet, it turns out that he is still accumulating luck for you!"

Heal the wounds with the luck accumulated by the believers of the Ming Sect, and make a business of 10,000 profits.

The Sect Ancestor's face was solemn, and his tone was extremely regretful: "Child, don't hold on, I don't want to be your enemy, to be honest, if you are the Dao Emperor, I will even be inclined to you, maybe I will dispel the idea of overturning and reopening, it's a pity."

is different from Meng Xiu, in fact, Liu Jingxun and his ancestor both feel that the other party is a person who can sit down and cook wine, but they choose a different path, so they can only fight to the death.

That godfather admired Liu Jingxun very much.

The regret at this time is naturally also a true expression.

The Sect Ancestor sighed helplessly, clenched his sword with both hands, and muttered, "Back then, you and Gao Gao Yang were ambushed, but I actually planned it. I just wanted to show you the truth, but because of it, you almost lost your life. If it weren't for Longqiu Tangxi exchanging your life, you would have died a long time ago."

"But now that you remember the truth, why don't you want to smash this filthy world with me?"

Liu Jingxun took a deep breath, changed to a sword in his left hand, and muttered, "Ancestor, the Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!"

The Sect Ancestor shook his head, "Well, there's no way."

Liu Jingxun's fierce mouthful of blood gushed out, and his breath fell again and again, and he could barely see the Lingxiao Palace.

It was also at this time that the Patriarch slashed with a sword.

Liu Jingxuan, who was half-kneeling in the sea of clouds, raised his sword in a hurry, and with only one blow, the whole person flew out upside down in an instant, smashed the sea of clouds out of a huge cave, and fell on the ice field of Douhanzhou.

The blazing breath caused the 100,000-mile ice field to melt in an instant, and the ice field became a vast ocean.

Zuo Chunshu frowned, and the skeleton method with light blue flames rushed over, but the sect ancestor just raised his hand and knocked it away.

Momentarily seriously injured.

This is the gap between Ling Xiao and Da Luo Jinxian.

Seeing this, Yao Fangniu was about to leave, but he heard Liu Jingxun's hoarse voice: "Don't come, don't come, you ...... Not his opponent."

On the sea, Liu Jingxun's left arm could no longer hold the sword, so he could only change to his right arm with a finger missing again and get up on a crutche.

At this time, in the heart lake of the Jiuzhou monks, Liu Jingxun's words came: "Hug ...... I'm sorry I hurt you."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Wenjing forcibly raised his breath, waved his sleeves, and had an extra sword in his hand.

This is the legend of Xuanyuan City

He also took out the sword for the first time.

"Stop talking!"

A sword struck, and there seemed to be a yellow dragon roaring in the sea of clouds.

Even the Sect Ancestor had to turn around and start his hand to stop it.

He was surprised, "You are obviously more suitable to be a human emperor than him, and this sword recognizes you as the master!"

Ji Wenjing raised another sword, and the nine dragons were in the air.

But the Patriarch concentrates on dealing with him, even if the Nine Dragons are empty, what can he do?

With a sword in return, Ji Wenjing gushed out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was forced to go 100,000 miles away.

He coughed lightly and said coldly, "The Human Emperor Seal chose him, not for me to let him, it was Ji Qiao who stole the Human Emperor Seal."

The Sect Ancestor smiled knowingly, "Your uncle should be a nephew, and the means of teaching your nephew are really good."

Turning his head and looking at Liu Jingxuan again, he sighed, "It's a pity, but don't worry, in the future, there will be no gods and no immortals, I will piece your soul back and drink with you at that time."

Liu Jingxun took a deep breath, and in the heart lake, the drums beat one after another, almost forgetting the severe pain in his body.

Somehow, he slowly straightened up and muttered, "If it were me, I would have taken the wine to your grave."

Zuo Chunshu stood up, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice, "You don't come to that trick!"

Liu Jingxun grinned and muttered, "Now, what's the matter?"

With all his strength, he slashed out with a sword.

An ordinary sword, there was not even a sword light flowing, but a sword-wielding figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the Sect Ancestor.

The Sect Ancestor held his sword to block a blow, and in an instant, he retreated tens of thousands of miles, and finally blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

On the other hand, Liu Jingxun can only stand up.

The Sect Ancestor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his sword and stood up.

"A sword that surpasses your cultivation will almost be unstoppable, but it's a pity that your body can't hold it."

After that, the yellow-robed figure had disappeared, and there was no trace of it at all.

And Liu Jingxun, his left arm hung down, and his right arm was difficult to block with a sword.

The next moment, the two sword crosses collided.

The sword qi of both sides set off a huge wave that stretched for tens of thousands of miles.

The Sect Ancestor was surprised, and frowned, "There is no sword spirit yet, but it will automatically protect the Lord?"

And Liu Jingxun was already stunned.

Because just now, he clearly heard an unfamiliar voice, which said, "Master, I'm sorry, I can only help you block this blow."

The eight-sided iron sword called the canoe that accompanied the gatekeepers of the past generations was divided into two from the middle of the sword body and broken into two.

The sword, broken.

Liu Jingxun only felt that his mind was blank, and he couldn't even hear someone shouting An Zizhouzi.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, and he could only hear the sound of his own breathing, as well as ...... The sound of a heartbeat.

Canoe, dead.