The white stone Daoist looked shocked and looked around, only to see that he was still outside the Dao Hall, in the woods.

The little girl was still in front of her, and the cold breath was still on the back of her neck.

What's going on? Obviously, the Falling Star Stone has broken through the space, why is it still in place?

The white stone Taoist looked at his feet, and his face suddenly turned pale.

The Falling Star Stone still floats silently in the black space.

But that black space is shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A divine power that came from nowhere was like a wave of water, constantly lapping against the black space.

The distortion of the law of heaven and earth by the Falling Star Stone completely lost its effect, and the petals and leaves no longer continued to sink, but stayed in place.

It's like he couldn't get into that passage and could only stay where he was.

Where does this water-like power come from? Why is it so sacred and majestic? Why can't even the Falling Star Stone withstand it?

Huo Ran, the person of Baishi Dao, turned around, looked into the distance along the water ripples on the ground, and finally landed behind the Divine Gate, under the pear tree.

Chen Changsheng stood quietly under the pear tree, looking at him quietly, as if he was not worried at all that he would escape.

He held a scepter in his hand.

It is the scepter that represents the supreme divine will of the state religion.

The bottom end of the Scepter was in the dirt, shallow, but unshakable.

Countless divine aura, centered on the divine scepter, spread towards the surroundings of the Dao Hall, like water waves.

The petals and green leaves in the woods slowly floated up, three feet above the ground, and then no longer rose.

The aquatic plants at the bottom of the river slowly floated up, three feet above the water, and no longer continued to covet the light of day.

Between movement and stillness, there is an incomparably harmonious beauty.

The ultimate in beauty is solemnity, the sea of stars is solemn, and solemnity is sacred.

The entire Dao Hall, as well as the surrounding woods and rivers, have turned into a sea of stars.

Any divine power that encounters this sea of stars will become a part of it, indulging or intoxicating until it disappears or coexists.

The Falling Star Stone is a treasure of the state religion, and it is the result of the wisdom of countless generations of sages in the palace.

The White Stone Daoist clearly sensed that the Falling Star Stone was separating from his Dao Heart, and finally figured out the truth, and his face became even paler. At this time, the strong people of the state religion gathered, even if he had the falling star stone in his hand, he could only think about how to get out of trouble, if the falling star stone was taken away, where would he be lucky?

He didn't care so much anymore, forcibly took the initiative to cut off the connection with the Falling Star Stone, endured the damage caused by the Shinto counterattack, swallowed the bloody sweet blood, Zhenyuan was lucky, pushed his Dao method to the limit, obliquely passed through the little girl's side, and turned into a violent wind and swept away from the woods.

Eucalyptus flicked her fingers, and the ribbon moved in the wind, bringing up countless petals, wanting to charm the eyes.

The people of Shirashidao were not blinded, but their vision was obscured.

What's more, the ribbon and the countless petals rolled up seemed to have changed the orientation of the woods in some way.

When the petals dispersed, what the Baishi Dao people saw was not the stone steps leading to the outside of the forest, but the extremely cold face of the King of the Ling Sea.

The King of Linghai quietly retreated after the first sneak attack, and then never made a move, waiting until now.

Where will he give Baishi Dao people another chance.

He waved the iron ruler that had been in his hand for a long time, and smashed it towards the Baishi Daoist behind the petals.

There seemed to be countless starlight on the dark iron ruler at this moment.

There was a muffled sound.

The iron ruler broke through the defense of the White Stone Daoist and landed on his shoulder fiercely.

His shoulder bone was suddenly broken in two, and the secluded mansion was shaken, and he could no longer control it, spurting blood into the sky.

Just when he was about to storm the True Yuan and forcibly break through the King of the Ling Sea, he suddenly felt a chill on his waist.

He was familiar with this coldness, so he found it terrifying.

The chill had been following him before, as if a ghost was blowing on his neck.

Now, this chill has come to the waist.

There was an extremely slight muffled sound.

It's like that very old-fashioned metaphor.

A skin pouch full of wine was pierced.

A sword tip pierced out of the belly of the Baishi Dao man.

The tip of this sword is not sharp, but looks like a stump after being cut off by a sharp weapon, with some very intricate patterns and patterns on it.

Those patterns and patterns are particularly strange when they are dyed red with blood.

It stands to reason that a supreme person like Baishi Daoren, even if he is pierced by a sword, he can still have combat effectiveness.

But for some reason, he suddenly became weak at this time, as if the sword had countless demonic qi on it, and it was constantly devouring his life.

The White Stone Daoist looked down at his abdomen, looking at the sword, countless shocks appeared in his blank eyes, and he let out a cry of pain and despair.

He had seen this sword on the diagram of the Taoist codex, and he knew this sword.

- The Demon Shuai Sword that has disappeared for hundreds of years!

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God is as powerful as the sea!

Iron ruler like a mountain!

The magic sword is like a flag!

No matter how strong the people of Baishi Dao were, they suffered such a terrifying attack three times in a row, and finally they could no longer support it, and they spurted blood from their mouths, half-knelt on the ground, and gave up resistance.

He looked up with difficulty, and found that the little girl was still standing in front of him, with a blank expression.

From beginning to end, the little girl didn't make a move, but no matter where he went, she would always appear in front of his eyes.

This kind of non-action is more frightening than shooting.

Who is this little girl? How could she have such a terrifying speed and body technique? Baishi Daoren stared at her face, suddenly thought of a possibility, his eyes showed incredible emotions, turned to look at the Divine Gate, and shouted: "You dare to take her with you!"

Chen Changsheng didn't answer his words, put away his scepter, and thanked Guan Feibai softly.

From the moment the King of Linghai sneak attacked, Guan Feibai didn't know what was going on, but he subconsciously stood in front of Chen Changsheng and held the hilt of his sword.

Because he knew that Chen Changsheng's serious injuries had not healed, and he had lost too much blood, so he needed to be protected.

By this time, he vaguely understood something, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly.

It all happened too suddenly.

Even if he was as calm as a mountain, he suddenly found that he was personally involved in the major events of the state religion, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

When Eucalyptus heard Baishi's words, she vaguely understood something, looked at the little girl with a wooden expression, and stopped talking.

The King of Linghai must have guessed it, but he was not affected by Baishi Daoren's words at all, and asked expressionlessly: "Since you guessed that we have discovered it, you still dare to follow you into the city, is it the Dao Zun or the Tang family who has guaranteed your safety?" Or do you think that the Falling Star Stone is in your hands, so you can act recklessly?"

There were blood stains everywhere on the placket of the Baishi Daoist, and he looked a little miserable, but his attitude was still tough, and he said in a deep voice: "I really didn't expect that the scepter could suppress the falling star stone, it seems that this is the method used by the Pope to control the six halls, but what can it be? You can't kill me on the spot?"