A fairy island in the east of the flood wilderness.

From the outside, it looks like a turtle shell floating.

There are arrays of law power rippling on it, and the power of saints is surging.

The colorful glow is pervasive, and the colorful air floats around.

The spiritual power is ups and downs, and the fairy aura is overflowing.

The Tao rhymes and the imagery is thousands!

It is the Interception Dojo - Jinao Island.

The center of Jinao Island.

The saint's dojo is in the palace.

A young Taoist in a pale cyan robe.

It is sitting in the middle of the Biyou Palace.

It's none other than the sect leader of the Interception Sect, one of the six saints of Tianding, and a saint of Shangqing Tongtian.

Now.

Tongtian's pale cyan robe agitated, and his hair flew.

Above the body, there is a strong power of a saint.

With the passage of heaven between a breath and a breath.

The aura was floating wantonly, and the divine power was like a majestic sea of chaos.

Unleash in all directions.

"Zhu Xian Four Swords, Stand!"

With a low cry from all over the world.

Shout!

Shout!

Several sounds of breaking the air came from one side.

The piercing sound of the sword resounded in the Biyou Palace.

Swish!

Four sword lights flashed out.

In the blink of an eye, it landed on Tongtian's side.

Bellow!

The moment when the four swords of Zhuxian appeared.

A strong evil spirit, falling everywhere.

In a few breaths, the space in the Biyou Palace was compressed to a distorted state.

If it is changed to an ordinary place, it will even be destroyed because of the power released by the four swords of Zhu Xian.

Tongtian also seemed to be aware of this astonishing aura.

His brows furrowed slightly, as if he didn't like the evil spirit of the four swords of the immortals.

With a wave of his hand, the saint's divine thoughts poured out, with terrifying coercion.

It was directly shrouded in the four swords of Zhu Xian.

The four swords of Zhu Immortal seemed to have received some kind of induction.

Didn't stop there.

Transform into light and shadow.

surging back and forth around the sky.

The air is like a hurricane.

If it weren't for the power of the saints to suppress it.

Biyou Palace was almost swept away by the four swords of Zhuxian.

A certain moment.

Tongtian suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes open and close, as if there are stars born and disillusioned.

Filled with death and life, it is like stepping through the long river of time and rebuilding the earth.

"Condensation!"

Tongtian whispered.

The four swords of Zhuxian trembled abnormally, and in the end, they were directly suppressed by the powerful pressure of Tongtian.

But it was still swaying slightly.

Looking at the four swords of the Immortal who were still incomparably amazing, a flash of anger flashed across Tongtian's face.

"Whew!"

"The evil qi above the four swords of Zhuxian is so strong."

"After refining for millions of years, I haven't seen any results."

"If this evil spirit is not suppressed, it will not be able to truly become the treasure of suppressing the luck of the sect."

As one of the Six Sages, Tongtian naturally understands the importance of luck.

If there is no treasure to suppress luck, once it experiences a calamity, it will be the end of destruction.

"The gods are coming, and the teachings are eyeing each other."

"If we don't suppress the luck of the sect as soon as possible, I am afraid that the luck of the sect will be affected a lot."

"It's just that I've been in retreat for so long, but I don't have a clue at all."

Tongtian muttered.

The mysterious eyes fell on the four swords of Zhu Xian.

At this moment, the four swords of Zhuxian are shaking non-stop.

The evil atmosphere is pervasive, the space is shaken, and the sound is dignified.

Even if it is suppressed by the power of the sage's law, it still refuses to accept 'discipline'.

Once the sage coercion is removed.

The four swords of Zhuxian are bound to be more jumpy and difficult to control.

"The four swords of Zhuxian fell into my hands, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing......"

"It's strange to say."

"The other two sects have things to suppress luck, and only the four swords of Zhu Immortal are difficult to tame! It's like a double-edged sword. ”

Just as he was talking to himself.

All of a sudden.

Inside the Biyu Palace.

An explosion rang out.

Bellow!

The sound was deafening.

The powerful vision made Tongtian look up suddenly, and saw that directly above the Biyou Palace, a void chaos crack appeared in the sky.

The crack swirls like a hurricane, releasing a great avenue of power.

The next moment.

Something with an amazing rhyme.

From that crack, it swept directly through the void and smashed into the four swords of Zhuxian.

The four swords of Zhu Xian seemed to sense something.

With a buzz, he shook and tried to dodge.

But.

The Immortal Sword hadn't had time to dodge yet.

It was smashed by something that fell from the sky.

Just listen to the 'snap' sound.

The evil aura on the Zhuxian Sword disappeared directly without a trace.

The sword body, which was originally shaking abnormally, also became silent at this moment.

Honestly unspeakable, lying quietly on the side.

It's like encountering something that I'm so afraid of, I don't dare to move.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Tongtian couldn't help but cross his face with a look of consternation.

"What kind of magic weapon is this, it can actually suppress the evil qi of the Four Sword Formations of the Immortals?"

"If you can rely on this thing to suppress the evil qi of the four swords of Zhu Xian, then you can temporarily use the four swords of Zhu Xian to suppress the luck of the sect!"

Chattering like this, the divine thoughts of the saints who passed through the heavens immediately emerged.

The next moment.

From this ancient book, I felt the power of a pure and lingering avenue, and I was wanton with ups and downs.

Even the aura of the Heavenly Dao Saint in the Biyou Palace was suppressed by this strong aura of the Great Dao.

"What a strong avenue power!"

"Could it be that it is the treasure of the Great Dao?"

Thinking of this, Tongtian's eyes opened, and a look of horror flashed in his heart.

Subconsciously reach out.

The ancient books floating in the space seem to be called.

It fell lightly into Tongtian's hands.

Airplanes!

The moment it touches the palm of the hand.

A pale blue wave of light was released.

Tongtian's eyes were stunned, and the Yuan Shen suddenly trembled.

A message suddenly exploded in his sea of consciousness.

"Avenue Diary?"

"Is it something like a bamboo slip that is used to record messages?"

"How dare you call it the Great Dao?"

Tongtian sensed the pure power of the Great Dao in the Great Dao Diary, and felt quite ridiculous.

This ancient book is too weird to appear.

He was able to ignore the rules of the saint and go directly to the Biyou Palace.

And it can also suppress the evil qi on the Zhuxian Sword!

I don't know whose magic weapon it is?

Left here?

Thinking of this, Tongtian was slightly puzzled.

One thing is for sure, though.

A strong person who can possess such a magic weapon must be extremely terrifying!

The thought crossed my mind.

From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed the side of the ancient book in his hand, with scattered gaps.

"Huh?"

"Can you lift it?"

"Since it can fall into my hands, it is destined for me."

"Why don't you look at what is written on this?"

Tongtian is well aware of the power of this diary.

There was some expectation in his heart, so he put the Dadao diary in his hand.

Can't wait to open the first page of the diary.