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A sword of heavenly wrath actually brought up the rules of the Heavenly Dao, and the power of a sword of heavenly wrath is like the wrath of the Heavenly Dao. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

The boundless law descended on this sword Heavenly Fury, and this sword was Heavenly Fury.

Tang Fang struggled to slash out the Heavenly Fury, and at the same time as the Heavenly Fury slashed out, a huge suction force struck from above this immortal sword.

A sword of heavenly anger slashed at the Pangu Phantom. There were no earth-shattering explosions, no earth-shattering loud noises.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, looking at the Pangu Phantom that was constantly drifting in disbelief. The golden pillar under their feet also lost its brilliance at the same time as the remnants of Pangu dispersed, and every inch was cracked.

"This can't be!" Di Jiang roared almost frantically. Mouthfuls of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

The rest of the ancestral witches were also lost souls and deliriums, looking at the place where the ancient phantom shattered.

The Twelve Heavenly God Killing Array, which is known as the No. 1 Killing Array in the Flood Wilderness, has all been broken. It was forcibly broken by force.

This great array of the Zhen Clan, which the Wu Clan has always been proud of, was actually forcibly broken, which undoubtedly stabbed a sharp sword into the hearts of the ancestral witches, completely shattering their arrogant self-esteem.

The afterimage of Pangu gradually dissipated, and a qiē regained its calm.

After a qiē calmed down, Tang Fang's figure disappeared mysteriously. No one knows where he went.

After a long time, the Twelve Ancestral Witches left in despair.

Soon after they left, Hongjun's figure appeared at the place of the battle.

Hongjun frowned at the mess and disappeared into the air again.

Half a day later, the Demon Emperor and others came to this messy place with a group of demon saints and demon kings.

"Are we late?" said Zhen Gang reluctantly as he looked at the mess all over the place, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

Yin and Yang Zi also stood on top of that mess stupidly.

The last few people turned their eyes to the direction where the ancestral witch hall was located, and their eyes were full of killing intent.

Taiyi gritted his teeth one by one. "Let's go. ”

With a group of demon saints, the demon kings went straight to the ancestral witch hall in anger.

In the ancestral witch hall, the faces of the ancestral witches were gloomy, the atmosphere was unusually cold, and the twelve ancestral witches gathered in the hall, but no one spoke.

In this battle, they were defeated, even if they were defeated by twelve against one, even if they formed a great array of twelve heavenly gods, they were still defeated. After the battle, although they didn't see Yuan Fang's figure, they were still defeated.

This was a huge blow to them.

The twelve ancestors and witches went out together, but they were still defeated.

At this moment, the ancestral witches frowned and ran out of the ancestral witch hall in a few steps.

I saw hundreds of rays of light flying in the sky.

Qiang Liang gritted his teeth and looked angrily at the falling figure.

"Hand over Yuan Fang. Taiyi frowned and said angrily.

Ju Mang was about to step forward, but he was stopped by Di Jiang.

"We lost this battle. Di Jiang said weakly.

As soon as Di Jiang's words came out, everyone was shocked. Even the rest of the Ancestral Witches looked at him with incredulous looks.

Taiyi frowned: "What about Yuanfang Zhenren?"

"Gone. Dijiang said.

"What! gone?" Zhen Gang panicked.

"You must have felt his sword. After a sword," Di Jiang took a deep breath and continued: "After a sword, we were defeated. He was gone, too. ”

Zhen Gang's heart sank and he took two steps back.

Looking at Taiyi, Di Jiang continued: "If you come to ask for someone, please go back." ”

The co-worker on the side continued: "If you come to fight, we will accompany you to the end." ”

Hearing this, Zhen Gang was furious, and was about to step forward, but was stopped by Taiyi.

"Let's go. ”

Taiyi dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

The angry Zhen Gang and Luo Tian stomped their feet vigorously, and even the yin and yang Zi frowned again and again.

In the end, in desperation, he left with Taiyi.

Xuan Ming looked at Di Jiang with a helpless face, and felt relieved in his heart.

Looking at Di Jiang, who was flying and domineering before, and bowing her arrogant head in front of others, she knew that Di Jiang had changed.

At this moment, not only Dijiang, but also the Twelve Ancestral Witches have changed after this battle, becoming more mature and more stable.

The ancestors and witches also became united a lot in this battle. Let them see their own shortcomings, and let them know the truth that a mountain is higher than a mountain.

But the indomitable spirit of the ancestral witch did not fall, on the contrary, it became more tenacious.

This is a earth-shattering battle, out of the first tribulation of the Dragon and Han thousands of years ago, and no one can compare the glory of that battle.

Yuan Fang Zhenren used his own strength to fight the twelve ancestors of the Wu Clan, and finally broke the Twelve Heavenly God Killing Array, which was known as the first killing array of the Wu Clan.

No one had ever doubted the power of the First Killing Array of the Flood Desolation, because they would never be able to forget the rules of the Heavenly Dao brought up under that sword.

Inside Zixiao Palace, Hongjun's brows were tightly locked.

The power of the rules brought by Yuan Fang's sword intent made him seem to have grasped something, and he knew that this was the opportunity for his sanctification. But the kind of realization that seemed to be close at hand, he couldn't grasp it.

The sudden disappearance of Yuan Fang Zhenren, just like his sudden appearance, is incomprehensible.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches also came forward to prove that Yuan Fang was not dead, so where did Yuan Fang go? This soon became the hottest topic on the Flood Desolate Continent.

Some people say that Yuan Fang Zhenren has actually already transcended the sainthood, and he has achieved the way of the saint before the opening of the heavens, so he will lead to the rules of the heavenly way. Seeing that this witch clan was too ruthless, he taught him a lesson.

Some people do not agree with the idea of the Holy Throne. They prefer to believe that Yuan Fang has obtained some kind of special exercise, so he can mobilize this Heavenly Dao rule. After the war, he may have been seriously injured and ran to hide somewhere to recuperate. These people can't even justify themselves, but there are many who agree with it.

Regarding the disappearance of Yuan Fang, it can be said that there are different opinions.

A full 10,000 years have passed in a flash.

In the past 10,000 years, the cultivation of Zhengang and Yinyangzi has also broken through the realm of golden immortals and stepped out of the first-class Taiyi, Taiyi and Dijun have also broken through the Taiyi Golden Immortal in one fell swoop and entered the ranks of this Daluo Golden Immortal. Kunpeng also took refuge in the demon clan in the past 10,000 years, and with his wit, he snatched the position of the demon master who was left to Tang Fang.

The most unexpected thing is that Na Luo Tian also allowed him to cultivate to the realm of Taiyi Xuan Immortal in these 10,000 years.

Due to the steady improvement of the cultivation of the three senior brothers of Zhengang, Yin Yang Zi, and Luo Tian, the weight of this among the demon clan is also getting heavier and heavier.

In order to tie the hearts of the three of them, Taiyi and Dijun also launched dozens of conquests against the Wu clan before and after. The resentment between the two races is also getting deeper and deeper. Although there were not a few great battles that shook the ground all day, there were no small frictions from time to time, and the creatures of the flood were disturbed by the battle between the two races.

On this day, the blue sky was thousands of miles, and suddenly auspicious clouds appeared above the ten thousand clouds, and the Zixiao Palace actually descended endless Hongrui, and the light of Hongrui actually illuminated the entire flood wilderness, showing a peaceful scene.

A powerful aura swept through every corner of the desolate wilderness in an instant.

"I have now realized the Tao, the Tao is Hongjun, and in half a year, I will preach the Dharma in the Outer Zixiao Palace for thirty-three days. ”

Hongjun's voice resounded like a heavenly might, and it resounded in a corner of the desolate land.

Hongjun has become a saint and started talking about Zixiao Palace. As soon as this news came out, the entire flood was agitated.

Hongjun said that as long as he is enlightened, he can listen to his sermons. Therefore, all the big and small immortals, whether it was Da Luo Jin Immortal, or Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, all sharpened their heads and rushed to Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away.

As soon as there are many people, things will be miscellaneous, and things will be miscellaneous, and it will inevitably go unpleasantly, and if it doesn't go well, there will be friction.

At this moment, those small fish and shrimp are the two lich clans the most, and with the grudges that have been accumulating, the two clans have fought a lot along the way. Often, it is the creatures of the wilderness who suffer from this fight.

Small frictions gradually turned into big frictions, and big frictions eventually led to big wars.

Seeing the two lich clans fighting like this, Hongjun spoke again.

"During the preaching, the two clans of the Lich are not allowed to fight, the Demon Clan rules the sky, and the Wu Clan controls the land, in order to seek peace and tranquility for the creatures in the wilderness. ”

Now that Hongjun has spoken, the two Lich clans have no choice but to act according to the rules, and the two Lich clans that have been fighting for many years in the flood and wilderness have finally stopped.

Taiyi and Emperor Jun took a group of demon saints and hurried to the thirty-three days away. On the contrary, the so-called demon master Kunpeng relied on his speed advantage and left everyone behind.

Just 10,000 years ago, where Tang Fang and the Twelve Ancestral Witches were fighting, under that clear blue sky, there were bursts of spiritual power fluctuations.

As the fluctuations increased, there were traces of distortion in the void.

Then a sharp fairy sword came out of the distorted space, and slammed into the ground, splashing dust on the ground.

The dust fell, and a man in black walked out of the fairy sword.

Ten thousand years, for ten thousand years, Tang Fang finally came out of that imprisoned space. If it weren't for the sentence when Na Hongjun preached: "I have now realized the Tao", Tang Fang would not have known how many tens of thousands of years he would have to stay in that damn confinement space.

"Is this the punishment for me?" Tang Fang said helplessly.

For the past 10,000 years, Tang Fang has been trapped in that so-called confined space. It was a world of only white, and there was nothing in the whole world, only the endless white.

Tang Convenience stayed in that all-white world for 10,000 years, with no one to talk to, nothing to do, just stayed like that for 10,000 years.

Tang Fang looked at the immortal sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and tied it to his back. Because of the magic power of this sword, Tang Fang actually lost 10,000 years, and Tang Fang even forgot how to speak during the 10,000 years, because he couldn't find the person to speak to, he could only rely on cultivation to pass the time.

In the past 10,000 years, Tang Fang has figured out a lot of things, and he has also let go of many things. These 10,000 years of loneliness have brought both disadvantages and advantages to Tang Fang. Ten thousand years of loneliness made his character much more indifferent. Ten thousand years of contemplation have also made him grow a lot. Looking back on 10,000 years also made him look down on it a lot.

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