In the dim Judgment Temple, Ye Hongyu's calm voice sounded, she looked at the Sect Leader Xiong Chumo, and slowly left the Moyu Divine Throne with her right hand, just like a ship slowly leaving the southern harbor.

"Come then. ”

There is no fear between her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and her calm feelings reveal strong self-confidence and indomitable determination, even a desperate battle situation, and she cannot be given any despair.

Zhangjiao, ** Hai and middle-aged Daoist, standing in the three directions of the Dao Palace, looked at her next to the Divine Seat in silence, such a powerful combination, there is no reason to doubt themselves, even if the woman next to the Moyu Divine Throne is the curtain, they are confident to take each other down, but they are still inevitably vigilant.

Because tonight's object is the youngest ruling god in the history of the Xiling Temple, and probably the person who is the best at fighting in Momoyama for thousands of years, she won't win, but it's not so easy to lose.

Ye Hongyu's palm left the divine seat, and the dim light in the hall changed, as if a thousand rays of light were gently picked up by her fingers like a spider web, and the moonlight and starlight sprinkled outside the hall were beautifully refracted, and in the space of about half a person high, there seemed to be an extra layer of stars in the space of about half a person.

She stood quietly in the starlight, holy and beautiful like a virgin of the kingdom of God.

With the movement of the palm, the sea of stars gradually floated, and the moonlight and the starlight refracted more and more violently, and finally gradually arched into a geometric shape woven by a canopy of light.

The combination of sharp lines is a sword.

She grasped a sword made of light, the surface of the sword was smooth, like the clear water of a lake, and the surface of the sword reflected the blood-red robe of the Judgment God, as if a red fish were swimming in it.

This is a virtual sword, but it is extremely real, this is her Dao sword.

Between the cliffs outside the hall, there is a sudden wind, blowing snowflakes and fluttering, and the moonlight and starlight are a little uneasy. Poured into the temple with the terrace, brushed onto the sword in her hand, and woke up the red fish in the sword.

Ye Hongyu woke up.

The first thing to wake up was her clothes.

The blood-red robe of the Ruling God trembled slightly, like a morning saffron that had received too much dew.

The red flower trembled slightly, and she appeared dozens of feet away, in front of the ** sea.

The object of her first shot. It's the sea.

Or maybe it's because this high priest from the South China Sea is the weaker of the three enemies.

**The sea, knowing the peak of fate, is still the relatively weak one.

This fact, in fact, can only make people feel more hopeless.

Tonight the battle of the Judgment Temple. It's a real battle of the strong.

For her, it could be a doomed battle.

But she still wanted to try, because she was not used to admitting defeat in advance before the battle was over, just like she said to Ning Que many years ago, since she had to fight, then she had to win.

Floating in the sea of stars like a blood flower, Ye Hongyu didn't think about anything. I just want to win, and I focused on a terrifying Cheng dù, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, which are the rivers and mountains, like the black hair of the waterfall wearing a divine crown, heavy as the rivers and mountains, she is the honor of the judgment of the gods, and carries the rivers and mountains. How solemn the momentum is.

A green mountain and a river come from the night sky.

Even with the realm of the ** sea Dao heart, I can't help but feel a little shocked.

The sea wanted to avoid it, but his feet were like iron casting, rooted in the smooth ground of the Dao Temple, because he was calm and knew that he couldn't avoid it. You can't even have the mind to avoid it.

Ye Hongyu chose him to force him to avoid for a moment.

**The sea cannot be avoided or retreated, because it retreats. left a way for Ye Hongyu to retreat.

Tonight is the sniping of the strongest of the Daomen against the strongest, there can be no case, no way to stay.

There is no way to retreat, no way back, both to the enemy and to oneself.

Looking at the rivers and mountains falling in the night sky, looking at the beautiful women in the blood painting rivers and mountains, **Hai's expression became extremely resolute, and the Taoist robe burned with a bang in the cold wind.

He is the contemporary Great Priest of the South China Sea, inheriting the mantle of the Great Divine Priest of Light six hundred years ago, and cultivating the most profound Xiling Divine Technique, and what is burning at this time is the purest Haotian Divine Radiance.

He burned himself and turned himself into a candle that illuminated the dark temple.

Ye Hongyu came to him and came to the world of light.

She held the void sword made of light, and her expression was serene, and she didn't stab out.

The robe on her body fluttered lightly, and she was a little white when she was illuminated, and in this way she entered the world of light, like a scarlet bird, and threw herself into the forest without hesitation.

The world of light, the blazing woods, and the terrifying killing machines everywhere.

That vermilion bird, can it be scorched feathers, and that blood flower may bloom?

Ye Hongyu looked indifferent and didn't care, because she was also burning.

Endless Haotian Divine Radiance erupted from her body, penetrated the blood-colored Ruling Divine Robe, broke through the Haotian Divine Radiance released by the ** Sea, and swept towards the opposite side.

The trees are burning, and the vermilion birds that have been thrown into the woods also begin to burn, spitting out flames of several feet into the wings of the trees that spread out in the night sky, and splashing countless sparks on the stone walls!

The petals of the blood flower turn into a transparent flame body, which is terrifying and terrifying!

Xiling Divine Technique to Xiling Divine Technique!

Haotian Shenhui to Haotian Shenhui!

She is the seat of the adjudicator, but she is also a fool who knows everything!

She has been proficient in Xiling magic since she was a child, how can Haotian Shenhui ever be unfamiliar to her?

Who is better between her magic and the magic of the sea?

They are all at the peak of the Knowing Destiny Realm, they are all strong in divine arts, one is old and spicy, the other is young and strong, if it is another moment, there is no answer in a short period of time.

But tonight's situation is special - ** Hai is here to kill, he can't be desperate, no matter how resolute the look on his face is, Ye Hongyu is burning her soul and life, although there is no expression on her face.

The Judgment Temple was bright, the temperature suddenly increased, and those tables and chairs carved with flowers turned into ashes in an instant, and even the Moyu Divine Throne seemed to begin to emit green smoke.

The head of the sect looked slightly grim and took a step into the battlefield.

The middle-aged Taoist lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the blazing sea of divine radiance, a roar suddenly sounded.

The whistling was clear, high-pitched, like some kind of bird, a legendary bird.

Xiong Chumo's expression changed again.

The middle-aged Taoist still lowered his head, and his face was solemn on his face, which was illuminated by Haotian Shenhui.

Sparks splash. The flames suddenly divided, a passage appeared in the sea of fire, and a blood-colored fire phoenix flew out from the depths of the ocean, and as soon as it spread its wings, the temple began to burn.

There is no real fire phoenix in the judgment temple, there are only the purest and most solemn Haotian Divine Radiance. She flew in front of Shenhui, like a proud and violent phoenix, with an extremely indifferent expression.

The light is faint, and the sea appears on the ground. His face was pale, his lips were stained with blood, and it was obvious that he had been severely injured. Looking at the fire phoenix, admiration was written on his face, and there was some sympathy.

The youngest ruling in the history of the Daomen is really incredibly strong - but because she is strong, she must die - the stronger she is, the more the Daomen will not allow her to live.

In this contest of divine arts, ** Hai was defeated. was injured, but Ye Hongyu didn't achieve her goal, because **Hai didn't get out of the way, and she was still in the field.

It's a pity that she couldn't knock down the weakest ** sea at the beginning, and she lost all possibility of leaving, but she couldn't see any regret on her face.

Or, it's because the sea wasn't her real goal in the first place.

The fire that incinerated the stone walls of Haotian Shenhui. made her graceful body a little warmer.

Or, just warm up.

Under the cover of this raging holy flame, Feng Ming was in the hall, and in the midst of the chaos of light, she came to Xiong Chumo's front at an incredible speed.

Or maybe that's what she's aiming for.

In the deepest part of her eyes, there were countless stars of disillusionment. I can't see the picture clearly, I can't see what I'm thinking.

Her right hand holding the sword, hidden between the blood-colored robes of the Judgment God, could not be seen to be stiff.

She held a virtual sword in her hand. It is also her natal sword, against the ** sea, she has never made a sword, at this time, she will not make a sword?

The next moment, her sword ...... Still in the sheath, the sword and the scabbard are both fake, and they are both real, and the next moment, the sheath is no longer there, and the sword appears in front of you, that is the sword!

An extremely sharp sword intent was generated in the bright Dao Hall, instantly tearing the air in the hall, and the sword intent that was faintly standing at the peak of the Five Realms even tore through the space in the end!

Her sudden decision to return in the air was unimaginably fast, and this sword intent was even more fast, Liu Bai or Jun Mo in their heyday could only be like this in terms of speed.

Before the sword intent, if you change to another strong person, you will probably be cut into two sections by one sword.

But at this time, the person she wants to behead is the owner of the Xiling Temple, which is very difficult.

Xiong Chumo's expression was awe-inspiring, his eyes shrank into black beans, and he began to prepare as early as when she left the sea of fire, and when that sword intent came to him, his hands had already stretched out to the night sky.

The night sky was pitch black and there was no light.

But the kingdom of God is there.

In the face of a dangerous enemy like Ye Hongyu, Xiong Chumo did not hesitate, and he was the strongest hand when he shot.

It's also a winner.

An extremely majestic force, a power that did not belong to the human world at all, from the depths of the distant night dome, from the position of the kingdom of God, traveled countless thousands of miles, penetrated countless clouds and mountains, and poured into his body.

Apocalypse.

Ye Hongyu's sword was already the top layer of the peak of the Five Realms, and it was only a hair's length away from the Heavenly Dome.

Xiong Chumo's realm has already surpassed the five realms and comes from above the heavenly dome.

Even if there is only a hair's length, it is still a distance, and it is difficult to cross.

Xiong Chumo's thin and short body suddenly became extremely powerful and huge, like a god.

In his body, there seemed to be endless power tumbling and boiling.

He stretched out his right palm and slapped it towards Ye Hongyu.

The ridiculous palms of children's hands, in the process of breaking the wind, shook into a puff fan.

The huge fan-like palm grasped the throat of the fire phoenix.

In the dazzling blazing white divine radiance, the mournful roar of the fire phoenix sounded.

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(It's a bit hard to write, but it's off to a very good start, I wish you all a happy holiday, and I wish you all an interesting life, see you tomorrow.) ）