A mountain of autumn leaves falling, full of shocking, peach mountain before the broken arm flying everywhere, blood splashed, dozens of runes, looming around the altar, the strong people's faces are pale, heavy injuries coughing up blood, one after another.

The sword fence cage composed of Dao swords in front of Tang Xiaotang was also cut into a finer piece of iron by the sharp cutting symbols in the air, and the picture looked extremely terrifying.

The Palm Sect Master, who was covered in blood, stood up from the wreckage, where could he care about the injuries on his body, he screamed, and his left palm slapped out, followed by several solemn breaths, and they attacked Ning Que's body from afar.

The academy takes it for granted, because as long as you have a reason, your state of mind can be strong enough. The master of the teaching is the Heavenly Principle Dao Law, the world is still the world of Haotian, and his Heavenly Principle is the truth of Haotian, which is naturally powerful. Under the solemn aura, Ning Que suddenly felt that the momentum of swinging the knife began to become stagnant.

The master of the sect was so seriously injured, and he could still use such a method, and he really deserved to be the master of the Xiling Temple.

Ning Que was already invincible in the world at this time, so it was naturally impossible to be trapped by the Heavenly Principle Dao Law that he was teaching, and he broke it violently when his mind came out violently, but after all, it still took some time.

The master shouted: "Set up the formation!"

In this extremely short gap of moments, the more than 1,000 priests on the front lawn of Momoyama, no matter how seriously injured, all sat cross-legged on the ground and began to pray to Haotian incessantly.

With the strong shout of the master, a clear light rose from the front and back of the mountain, touched the sky and returned, and the temple formation suddenly activated, quickly shrinking, and turned into a circle of light dozens of zhang square.

The White Stone Altar and Ning Que were enveloped in this clear light circle.

Under the guidance and command of the priests, tens of thousands of believers on the front lawn also began to pray incessantly, many of whom were injured, and the sound of prayer sounded more like a miserable cry.

The prayers of tens of thousands of believers echoed in the peach mountain, rushing straight to the sky, and the Qingguang Great Array shrank hundreds of times, and its power also increased hundreds of times, pressing Ning Que to the ground.

Facing this formation, which gathered the will of tens of thousands of people, Ning Que was under great pressure, and even felt as if he was fighting against the whole world.

If it was another strong cultivator, even if he had the strength to fight against this formation, he might collapse quickly in the face of this kind of mental pressure. But Ning Que is different, when he fled with Sangsang Wanli on his back, he fought with the whole world, he has experience in this area, he is indifferent enough, and he is confident enough now, his mind moves slightly, and he converts all the Haotian divine power in his body into mental power with the way of Haoran Qi, controls dozens of divine runes, and fiercely faces the Qingguang Great Array!

The Qingguang Great Array and dozens of Divine Runes finally met, and dozens of white scars suddenly appeared in the air on the front lawn of Peach Mountain, and there was a sharp friction sound that made people feel sore!

Dozens of Character Runes couldn't cut through the Clear Light Great Array in a short period of time, but the Clear Light Great Array couldn't pass through the terrifying power of the Word Runes and fall on Ning Que's body.

At this moment, a temporary tranquility and balance was formed between the Qingguang Great Array and the runes, and at the same time, those cuts on the Qingguang finally made the dozens of runes completely show traces.

The people on the front lawn of Momoyama couldn't help but shudder when they looked at the dozens of runes that were enveloping the altar around it, including in the air, because they didn't see any loopholes. Only there were no runes floating in front of the altar, but Ning Que had already bent the iron bow, and the iron arrows on the string were aimed at that place!

Xiling Temple sits in the south and faces north, the front lawn that must be passed up the mountain, it is in the north of the peach mountain, Ning Que stands in front of the altar, and the iron bow is aimed at the north, and the iron arrow points to the north, what is the intention?

It takes a long time to describe this battle, in fact, from the Temple of Light descending Haotian divine power into Ning Que's body, to his arrow shooting palm sect, sword breaking the world's strong enemy, and then to the rune Peach Mountain, clear light to cover it, it is just an instantaneous thing, and even many people have died before they understand what happened.

The prayers of tens of thousands of believers and more than 1,000 priests and deacons still echoed in front of Momoyama, but there was a dead silence around the altar, and no movement could be heard except for the sound of the characters cutting through the light.

The powerhouses of the cultivation world avoided into the distance, looking at Ning Que standing in front of the altar, looking at the iron bow in his hand, shocked and speechless, no one tried to stop him, they could only wait.

The rune path was undoubtedly the most powerful group attack weapon in the cultivation world, and for a profound rune master, there was not much difference between fighting one enemy and fighting ten enemies.

But the rune is also flawed, no matter how powerful the rune is, it is still limited by distance, and the rune cannot last forever, and with the passage of time, it will eventually dissipate in nature.

Although they were miserable from being slashed by Ning Que's sword and arrows, the Golden Horde National Master and Qi Nian and the others were all the top figures in the cultivation world, and they quickly figured out what the most important thing to do was at this time.

They retreated to the distance, just to avoid the attack range of the characters, and then wait for these runes in front of the altar, as well as the Haotian divine power inherited by Ning Que, to dissipate.

As for the Yuan Thirteen Arrows...... They could only pray that Ning Que did not have many iron arrows with him, or that Ning Que would at least not choose to be the target of his next arrow, and there was nothing else they could do.

There was a brief silence, and an old, angry voice rang out in the room.

The old priest, who was ranked second in the South China Sea Descendants, pointed at the ruling god with a blood-soaked finger, and shouted, "Ye Hongyu, you actually dare to collude with the academy!"

Previously, the Nanhai Yimai challenged the Xiling Temple, and was violently killed by Ye Hongyu, and it was this old priest with an extremely profound realm, who was also cut off by her with unbelievable means.

He blamed Ye Hongyu at this time, not because of the previous grudge, but also because of the grudge, and at such a moment, only he would pay attention to what Ye Hongyu was doing.

He found out that when all the strong people in the field sacrificed their lives to attack Ning Que, there was no movement in the ruling god, Ye Hongyu never made a move, and at this time, Ning Que's characters were floating around the altar, and all the strong people were forced to stay away, and the ruling gods still did not move, Ye Hongyu sat quietly in the god chariot as before, but she was not attacked by the characters, and Ning Que didn't even look at her!

What other explanation can there be for her collusion with the academy?

The only ones who can explain this qiē are actually Ning Que and Ye Hongyu themselves, and Ning Que doesn't attack her, not only because she doesn't want to, but also because this is part of the academy's plan.

Naturally, he would not explain to the Xiling Temple.

Ye Hongyu didn't make any explanation, she just looked at a certain place in a complicated way, when the powerhouses attacked Ning Que before, she looked at that place, and when Ning Que cast dozens of terrifying runes, she still looked at that place, she didn't fight, she didn't dodge, she just looked at that place without blinking.

She looked at the top of the stone steps behind the altar, at the location of the giant chariot before, which had been shattered by this time, and the mysterious master of the sect had finally revealed his true body before ten thousand people.

It was a lewd, thin, dark old Taoist priest.

The true body of the Xiling Sect is actually like this, if it is placed in normal times, this is definitely a thing that can shock the cultivation world, but today's Taoshan Light Festival, life and death are instantaneous, who will pay attention to this? Even if they notice this, who will keep watching before the crisis of life and death?

Ye Hongyu kept looking at the master, as if in her opinion, this matter was higher than life and death.

Ning Que didn't know that she had been looking behind her, because this part of the academy's plan was drawn up by the third senior sister, and he didn't even know the reason.

What he was thinking about at this time was something else - many things that happened to him shocked the powerhouses of Qianping, such as when he crossed the threshold of the Five Realms, why he could be apocalyptic, why he endured so much Haotian divine power but did not die, in fact, it was only because he was him.

He didn't break through the Five Realms, but he could use a divine power above the Five Realms, and he could only use that kind of divine power, which was the Daomen Divine Technique Apocalypse, which was based on the special relationship between him and Haotian.

As for why he didn't break through the Five Realms and wasn't a devout Haotian believer, why he wasn't supported to death by that majestic Haotian divine power, it depended on his body and experience.

Last year, in the battle with the Guan Lord on the snow street, the Shocking Array passed the guò array eye pestle, and poured the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of the entire Chang'an City into his body, and he endured even more at that time than today.

He would have survived that day, let alone today.

Ning Que knew that just like the situation in Chang'an during the First World War, the divine power obtained from Haotian was like the vitality of heaven and earth obtained from nature, which would inevitably gradually dissipate and could only be maintained for a period of time.

And there are indeed not many iron arrows in the box, if he can have an endless supply of iron arrows, standing at the head of Chang'an City, he can suppress the whole world, why do you need to come to Taoshan to adventure?

The runes floating around the altar will eventually disappear at some point, and if the runes can be cast forever, his master Yan Se would have already gone to trap the Southern Jin Sword Pavilion into a tomb.

His invincibility can only last for a while.

What he has to do is to complete his task during this time.

He looked back at Momoyama and glanced at the Temple of Light.

With his movements, all the powerhouses on the front lawn remembered that Liu Bai's sword had entered the Temple of Light, and if there was a battle there, it would definitely be the most terrifying battle.

Because it was a battle between the world and Haotian.

In the Temple of Light.

Sang Sang raised his right hand and plucked the black iron arrow from the air, as if the iron arrow had been hanging quietly in her hand, waiting for her to pick it up.

Her hands can pick up the stars and cover the moon, let alone an arrow?

The iron arrow darkened between her white fingers.

She threw the iron arrow to the ground casually, and then looked at Liu Bai.

Liu Bai held the hilt of the sword and kept looking at her.

Once they looked at each other, heaven and man were no longer separated, and countless messages were transmitted between her and Liu Bai.

She knew that this human being was known as the strongest man in the world, and if he was given enough years, or he could really become as powerful as that madman, but now was not that moment, in the calculations of heaven, at least he shouldn't have been able to get to this point now, what had happened to him? And even if he had come this far ahead of schedule, why not continue to wait hundreds of years for the moment when he was the strongest?

She posed her own question to Liu Bai.

Liu Bai answered very seriously.

"Before Qingxia, Guan Jun Mo Ye Su Yi sword, if you don't see it, my Yellow River will not be seen, and I will understand. Li slowly asked someone to bring me a breath, that is the academy's view of the world, I have an understanding, I entered the city, and saw Ye Su preaching in the alleys, and I realized. In the end, the girl's blood was drenched in the sword, like Daigo's empowerment, and she finally realized it. ”

"How easy is it for a mayfly to shake a tree?"

"My sword does not cross the five realms, if there is a threshold above the five realms, if you cut it, it is immeasurable.

"When the sword falls, it is yourself who is slashed after all. ”

"Looking at the world, looking at the Lord's waste, Li is slowly not good at fighting, a drunkard butcher, he has no realm but no heart, but two pieces of rotten meat, I am a master of the sword, invincible in the world, and I have a great hatred. ”

"Why hate?"

"I can't fight the sword with Ke Haoran, I can't drink with Liansheng, I can't be born a thousand years ago, I fight with the light in the wasteland, I am the same age as the master, the former sage has passed away, and the latter has not arrived, so I want to draw my sword and ask the sky, but the gate of the kingdom of God has been destroyed, and there is no way to ascend to the sky, so I, how lonely?"

Liu Bai looked at her in front of the sword and said with emotion: "I don't want to miss the world and the world, but I can't cry, at this moment, you came to the world, how can I not come to see you?"

Why do you dare to come to Peach Mountain?

I am invincible in the world, who can I fight if I don't fight with the sky? This is the answer of the sword of the world.

What is the purpose of human cultivation? In the words of the Daomen, this is a gift from Haotian to himself, but for the academy and people like Liu Bai, cultivation has nothing to do with Haotian, it is just a means to make human beings strong, and in the end, they will eventually look up at the sky and raise their swords to the sky.

Ke Haoran did this back then, the master has been doing this for a thousand years, the academy is still doing this, and now it is finally the turn of the strongest sword in the world.

Liu Bai's man is a sword.

In the past, the sword in his hand was the strongest sword in the world, but now his person has become a sword, and it is one with the sword in the world that the master once used, how strong should it be?

This is something that has never happened before in the history of practice.

As he said, he really didn't break the Five Realms, he didn't dare to break it before, but then he disdained to break it, and now he doesn't care if he breaks it or not, because since he is a sword, if there is a threshold in front, it will be cut off.

As for whether the sword would fall on him in the end, as she said, he didn't care.

Because this is the only interesting thing for him.

Thousands of miles away, in front of the Sword Pavilion of the Southern Jin Dynasty, hundreds of disciples knelt down and bowed, and the black sword-like mountain peak suddenly rose from the ground and stabbed straight towards the sky.

The disciples were shocked and inexplicable, and when they looked up, they found that Jian Feng was still in place.

The Temple of Light shook uneasily, the sword intent was awe-inspiring, countless sword marks appeared on the hard bluestone walls, and the lamp that had been extinguished for several months suddenly broke into three pieces.

The autumn breeze blowing from below the cliff will break into pieces on the terrace, like a spring breeze, which is unbearable, not the unbearable joy of seeing the hunt, but the desire to see the avenue.

Sang Sang was on the terrace, quietly looking at Liu Bai opposite.

Liu Bai held the sword in his right hand and sent it forward, full of joy.