With the words of the saint, how dare the surrounding beings have any more objections, and they all bow their heads towards Mo Xuan in the array.

Even if it is only a mere mortal who wants to worship, these tens of thousands of beings only feel that they are fortunate to obey the will of the saint and are excited, not to mention that this person is still his own life-saving benefactor, and it is related to karma, so the beings in the fairy palace have bowed devoutly, which is sincerely grateful to Mo Xuan for saving his life!

As everyone bowed, Su Qingsang, Wu Nu, and Ao Yan also bowed to the formation, and the wisps of merit power actually shone with a faint golden light visible to the naked eye, and converged towards Mo Xuan's body.

The Yellow Emperor saw the power of merit as thin as silk, sighed slightly, and waved his hand at the golden dragon beside him.

The golden dragon immediately lay down and bowed to Mo Xuan.

Suddenly, on the golden dragon's body, a golden light as thick as an arm gushed out, shooting straight at Mo Xuan, and the Yellow Emperor said slowly: "It stands to reason that Mo Xuan's son is not directly related to my golden dragon, but he saved the little dragon girl, and he can be regarded as helping the dragon clan, so I can also let the golden dragon worship him, and have the right to help the Holy Spirit, and see if the Holy Spirit's bet is right or wrong......

Feitian smiled slightly, "With the help of the golden dragon, Mo Xuan's foundation is much better!"

"Holy Spirit, hurry up, the people from Kunlun Mountain and Jinao Island have been found, I don't want to see them. The Yellow Emperor said lightly: "When the two sides meet, it is a chattering dispute, and the disturbing saints are not at ease." ”

Feitian didn't speak, the flames were facing Mo Xuan's position, silent, and as the power of merit gathered around Mo Xuan gradually increased, the fire light gradually dimmed.

Immediately after, from the place where the flying flames gathered, a dazzling light burst out with colorful light, instantly covering all other rays of light.

The spiritual power of the five elements and the merits of all living beings are all less than one-ten-thousandth of this seven-colored divine light!

Ao Yan was exposed to the strong light, and opened a thin slit to look at it. I saw that above the formation where Feitian was located, there was a dazzling colored light the size of a flame flying into the air, and the colored light was like an egg-sized ball of light, exuding a dazzling brilliance, and the surrounding golden light was a little dim in comparison.

But this ball of light is not very big, Ao Yan glanced at the golden light shot by the golden dragon beside the Yellow Emperor, and his guess about the identity of Feitian was slightly lowered, "It seems that this Holy Spirit, although it seems to be sitting with the saint, but the strength does not seem to be as powerful as the golden dragon of my dragon clan......"

Come to think of it. Ao Yan felt a little happy in his heart, after all, looking at the entire Immortal Palace, except for the saints, it was his own dragon clan that showed the most powerful strength, and Ao Yan as a dragon clan of course also had light on his face.

The egg-sized colored ball of light, after flying into the sky, the colored light almost illuminated the entire Asgard, but the core ball of light was so small that it was almost invisible.

Ao Yan shook his head slightly, and slowly closed his eyes with a look on his face.

But at this moment. Ao Yan suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, as if the surroundings were instantly illuminated by a strong light, far more intense than the impact of the five elements of light clouds in this formation.

Ao Yan opened his eyes. The scene in front of her was simply stunned to her.

A majestic pillar of colored light descended from the sky high in the sky. The pillar of light is thick and thick, reaching the sky in the distance, covering the sky and the sun. The sky of the entire Asgard has been completely enveloped.

That feeling reminded Ao Yan of when his father was raining, on the entire sea, the clouds were overwhelming within 10,000 miles, like a waterfall!

At this time, the light was like a rain of light falling from the sky, but this light rain converged into a whole pillar of light, enveloping the entire Immortal Palace in it.

"Holy Miracles...... Miracles!"

"Such a great light of merit can only be seen in my life!"

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The beings around them who bowed to Mo Xuan looked up at the light in the sky, and compared to their own merit power as thin as silk, they simply admired it to the extreme, how great and powerful should they be, in order to have such a grand and majestic power!

When Ao Yan saw this pillar of light, he was stunned for a while.

Looking down at himself, his line of merit did not even have a filament, compared to the pillar of light above his head, which could not be seen at a glance, it was simply a drop of water submerged in the vast ocean, so humble that there was almost no zài.

At this time, looking at the pillar of light of the golden dragon, it was only the thickness of a dry arm, pitifully tight.

Ao Yan only felt that his cheeks were a little hot, and he was a little ashamed of his mentality just now, how could a person who could be at the same level as a saint let himself be looked down on by a little dragon, and now that he looks at it, he is really too naïve.

This colorful light in the sky pressed down to the sky above the formation, and instantly along the center of the formation, like a tornado, converged into a slender ribbon of light, along the top of Mo Xuan's head, extending into Mo Xuan's body.

The Yellow Emperor was in the array, watching the convergence of the power of merit, and when there was a slight fluctuation change, he raised his hand to cut off the power of merit in the air, and waved his hand to let those creatures leave. All of them were carried out in an orderly manner under his supervision.

The power of merit provided by the flying sky was extremely huge, and it seemed that it would take a long time to convey it to Mo Xuan, but the worship of those living beings around it ended in a very short period of time, and of course, the power of merit they could provide to Mo Xuan was also very small.

After the sentient beings finished paying their respects, the Yellow Emperor waved his hand to disperse the formations in the entire fairy palace, leaving a passage out of the mountain, and then wrapped the entire formation, and disappeared into the air together with the misty colored light in the sky, as if there had never been a single qiē.

As soon as the many creatures that had broken away from the formation landed, they heard the sound of rumbling and fighting in the distance.

Turning his head to look, he saw that in the formation that peeled off like ashes, the poor cicada was turning into a giant, fighting extremely violently with a black light phantom in the air.

"The immortals!"

In an instant, someone recognized the poor cicada, but they didn't know the identity of the poor cicada, only that it was cruel and fierce, and its strength was extremely strong, and for a while everyone retreated, quite timid, but some saw the enemy and were extremely red-eyed, and angrily wanted to rush up to help the phantom deal with the poor cicada together.

"Don't go, you don't want to live anymore?!"

"Yes, the saint has left us a way to live, let's leave quickly, don't ask for trouble!"

"Look at the grade of that immortal, how can we be opponents of the sixth-round and seventh-rounded ones? Moreover, everyone's strength has been damaged, so it is better to return to the mountain earlier and concentrate on cultivation!"

"Yes, don't look for trouble with the saints......"

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Although the poor cicada noticed the chaos here, he lacked skills, and he was even more afraid of the breath here in the fairy palace, and he didn't dare to come over to stop it, and the squatters didn't dare to stay longer, so they all ran away from the empty mulberry mountain along the path out of the mountain.

At this time, below the poor cicada and the ruin, among the ruins of the palace, Mo Liqing supported the ruins, struggling to resist the violent aura coming from above.

As the entire Immortal Palace prohibition continued to disintegrate, Mo Liqing found that the ruins of the palace he was holding on to began to turn into ashes inch by inch, revealing a cave with large stalactites behind the prohibition.

"Hurry, the ban is about to crumble, if we don't dig out the tree, neither of us will survive tomorrow!"

"This rock formation is too hard, if I use crab claws to smash it, I'm afraid I'll hurt the roots!

"Fart, this sword is a magic weapon of the wind system, if it is used to cut rock layers, the wind blade will definitely hurt the roots of the tree......"

At this time, two voices faintly came from behind Mo Liqing.

Through the mottled and fragmented formation, Mo Liqing looked back and saw that on a huge cyan rock, there was a crooked-necked peach tree growing in the center, and a figure and a huge crab were working together, trying to dig the crooked-necked peach tree out of the rock...... (To be continued......)