The wind rises in all directions, the cirrus clouds cover the bright sun, the broken red glow fills the sky, boundless sorrow, rolling thunder, the luck of the heavenly palace is suddenly lost in half, and everything symbolizes the Jade Emperor's fall into reincarnation.

This gave Luoyang a very unreal sense of illusion, but it was too late to delve into it, because the divine descendant was already unwilling to be lonely, and he held the Absolute Silence Dragon Sword in his hand, and the piercing sword roar disappeared, and with a slight wave, the sword light swayed up, the sky shattered, and all kinds of visions were annihilated.

"Double-faced, treacherous, such a creature is not worthy of such a vision, but you are different, when you fall, there should be blood in the sky!"

As he spoke, the godborn looked at Luoyang, and the blade that was slowly put down hovered leisurely, dodging and stabbing, only to see the cold star whistling, but not the figure of the godborn.

Luoyang narrowed Danfeng's eyes into a slit, staring at the sword light three feet closer to his body before swinging Wangsi.

The sword arc is condensed in the sky, bright as the moon, the stars and the moon are connected, bursting with glow, the storm rises across the sky, the nearby hall is like a toy of sand and mud sculpture, it collapses at the touch of a touch, and the broken beams and broken tiles are scattered all over the sky, forcing the nearby palace pavilion to flee one after another.

The gods outside the palace gathered, just watching, without the slightest intention of drawing their swords to help.

I came here for immortality, and if it weren't for that, who would want to be locked up by this rule, because of this, it became a normal thing to watch from the wall.

The two swords staggered again, the lightning flashed, and when the strength was swallowed, the two streamers retreated to both sides of the sky, and they were about to attack again, when the pillar of light that rose from the world suddenly dispersed, dividing into nine lanes from one to the other.

The illusory portal was opened at the landing point, and the silver-white mist rose and fell, and from a distance, you could peek into some chaotic landscapes that cultivators could not see in their lifetime.

The armored ape beast was the first to step out of the portal with a nine-story dangerous building, holding an ice crystal giant stick, followed by the ghostly centaur who stepped on the mountains like mounds, and the ancient Kunpeng who spread its wings to cover the sky.

In the end, the crimson blood light rose up, swept to the front of the formation, turned into a two-winged demon, stood in the air with a sword, the black and red heavy sword was more than nine feet, and the demon flames outside the body surged, wailing, and the soul was devastating.

The portal opened, and it did lead to chaos, but the place where it fell was very different, and it was not the army of gods who came at all, but the demons of another civilization.

"Traitor, you traitor!"

The god descendant roared angrily, glanced at Luoyang dozens of steps away, and didn't have the heart to fight any more, turned his hand and took out the bronze disc, and the palm of his mind was full of power, Yayoi starlight was dissipating, and the sword light didn't know when it was approaching.

The starlight flashed in an instant, forgetting the four slashes, the breath of the divine descendant came from behind, there was no need to look back, Luoyang moved a few steps sideways, and slashed the sword circle with the trend, the sword light was invisible, and the storm suddenly filled the sky where he passed, forcing the divine descendant to withdraw the Absolute Silence Dragon Sword that had cut out half of it, and retreated.

"Aren't you going back to the world? those weak creatures can't stop the demon army!"

"Listen to Thunder!"

In the face of drinking and questioning, Luoyang just made progress and raised his sword, as if he didn't hear the transmission, forgetting to be wrapped in electric light, and the thunder sound was surging like a wave, layer upon layer, surging endlessly.

"Reverse the chaos of yin and yang!"

Looking around, the sky was full of electric light, and the gods knew that they could not retreat, so they put away the roulette wheel, led the sword and slashed towards Luoyang, the line of aurora, and broke through the layers of waves.

"Drunken Flower Yin!"

A blow fell, without waiting for the gods to breathe, Luoyang led the sword to attack again, the bright moon was in the sky, the fragrance of flowers was surging, and the killing sword was invisible and traceless, riding the breeze slowly, attacking from all directions at the same time.

"Scattered stars. ”

The sword stirred up the stars and rains all over the sky, the sound of shattering in the void continued to rise and fall, and two streamers crossed the sky at the same time, touching in one place, stirring and shaking the void.

The two swords were staggered, and the Divine Descendant suddenly laughed, letting go of the Absolute Silence Dragon Slashing Sword, and the cracks were all over the body of the Evil Sword, Luoyang withdrew and floated back, watching the Divine Descendant being swallowed by the terrifying aurora.

"It's just a shell, it won't be long before we meet again, and then I hope your sword will be more interesting, but today is not enough!"

The sound rose with the wind, scattered with the wind, Luoyang glanced at the gods in the sky, and crossed the void with a thought.

The door of the main hall opened, Tang Fan was wearing a dragon robe, carrying Qianyuan Taihao, glanced at the world, and said: "This disaster is not only a disaster for the human race, but also a disaster for the Six Realms.

"Yes!"

The godhead glowed, and the six generals clasped their fists and saluted, and then turned to order troops to ride the clouds, and fell to the world in a moment.

"Chiyunjun stays, and the others disperse. ”

Tang Fan glanced at the ministers, took a deep breath, and walked back to the hall, and in the next moment, the divine light was everywhere, and he was scattered as if he was fleeing, leaving the middle-aged god Gong outside the hall.

"This disaster did come from outside the sky, for which my father sacrificed his life, the world is too chaotic, it is simply a hotbed of disaster, you say, how should I decide?"

If the king of the palace asks a question, the ministers of the palace should have an answer, no matter how simple or difficult the question is.

Chiyunjun groaned slightly, clenched his fists and bent his waist, and said, "Dare to ask Your Majesty if you want to fight and make peace?"

"What should I do if I want to fight?"

"The minister thinks that it is not appropriate to start a war with the world at this moment, not to mention the stigma of falling into the well, it may also unite the Three Sects, the Immortal League, and the Four Seas Alliance. ”

"Of course, if Your Majesty is bent on fighting, we should take advantage of this time to strike in one fell swoop, cleanly, sweep the world, leave no trouble, and must not hesitate and be indecisive!"

"What should I do if I want to?"

"Contact the Four Seas Alliance, kill people with a knife, sow discord, cause civil strife among the human race, send people to preach the teachings of the Heavenly Palace, open the gate of heaven, and welcome the ascension of the human race. ”

"Okay, let's go down and do it, this is the law!"

Tang Fan laughed, sat down cross-legged, and the decree came by the clouds, hanging in front of Chiyun Jun, and the door of the palace immediately closed, blocking the back of the young man who was practicing cross-legged.

The gods accepted the decree and rose up on the clouds, thinking about the back, and secretly making comparisons.

He is stronger than Tang Ziwei, although he is not as good as the Son of Heaven, he is also the master of the Ming Dynasty in this eventful season, and the situation in the Heavenly Palace is already very bad, and he must not continue.

Yunyuan, the afterglow of divinity as bright as the warm sun gradually faded out of perception, Tang Fan opened his eyes, drew his sword out of the sheath, and a wicked smile was reflected on the bright blade.

"Luoyang, it won't be long before I'll be back!"

The murmur was soft, and the fine streamer condensed into a mirror, and in the mirror was the heavenly master sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform.

"Jade Emperor, our plan is going well, let's slowly replace those gods, the Heavenly Palace is yours, even if Nangong Rong makes a comeback, how can the grasshopper shake the tree?"

"When this matter is over, I plan to convene the Pan Tao Meeting again, use this opportunity to open Taixuankong Island, and use that thing to turn them all into turtles in the urn!"

"Okay, I'll help you figure it out. ”

The Celestial Master nodded, stirring the ripples and looking at the world, watching the tide surging, and countless fishmen rushed towards the cliff with inscriptions, curling the corners of their lips and smiling proudly.

No matter when, no matter how much he struggles, this world is still his world after all, whether it is chaotic or not, how long it is, how chaotic it is, it is up to him!

"Pass the order, the Terran monarch is also in control, if you don't listen to the control, you will be killed, and if you change to an obedient one, I want to be a puppet who spends all day drinking, enjoying and forgetting worries. ”

"It's really not difficult, but it's ...... over there."

"Don't pay attention to it, the lonely yin is not born, the lonely yang is not long, you have to keep the target, you have to keep the hope. ”

"Come and see Luoyang show his might, find a way to hold him higher, and now you can't kill him." ”

Saying that, the Heavenly Master fished up the sloppy Taoist and put it beside him, his eyes fell, and the ripples of the mirror lake spread out, projecting the fierce battle situation in the Gobi Desert.

I don't know who used the magic power to move the portal here, but it saved countless lives.

In the sky, the clouds are long, and the gods are watching the battle.

Underground, flying sand and rocks, dozens of cultivators surrounded the demon beasts, and the lowest realm was also the Daluo cultivators, urging their respective treasures to fight constantly.

There was lightning and thunder, and there was frost to cover the sun, but it was still not enough, one moment the injury was healed the next moment, and it had little effect.

"Falling Moon Spiritual Domain!"

The Heavenly Master's mind changed, and the man and horse wearing purple gold glazed armor raised his front hooves high and stepped lightly on the ground, and the scattered sand and stones fell like rain, and all the Great Luo cultivators fell into the sky, and it was difficult to move even the top below the thousand-year-old path.

"Die!"

The armored furious ape took advantage of the situation to sweep the sky with the ice crystal heavy stick, and the sword light treasure and the gourd spirit treasure were shattered one after another, setting off the flying sand in the sky again.

Countless Da Luo cultivators were buried under the earth, and when the streamers scattered, only a few people remained in the void.

Yang Tianfeng pinched his iron fist, cursing Liu Tai and the two in his heart, Old Man Cao and the others chased Kunpeng across the sky, Fang Jingqi supported Lin Mu, standing on the fairy sword and constantly killing countless demon beast armies.

That is, in the blink of an eye, several more forces were swallowed by the beast tide, and the jade slip broke through the air, hanging like a star, and inside was a inheritance that was unwilling to be broken.

"Kill me. ”

The demon carried a heavy sword, and the battle cry broke the temporary silence, and fought with Yang Tianfeng again.

No one spoke, but they all felt hopeless, above the top was the sky, above the sky was the starry sky, it was too far away, and it was out of reach.

Sunrise and sunset, the moment life is born, it is doomed, it is inevitable and there is no need to struggle.

The accumulated storm blocked the glow of the sun, the sky was dark, dull and there was no hope, at this time, a sword came west, the young man in white clothes, floating like a fairy!

Yes, it is immortals, at this time, this group of beings who have cut off the immortal era with their own hands finally remembered this long-lost title.

"It's finally here!"

Yang Tianfeng glanced at Luoyang, and said secretly, no longer hiding his strength, his body burned with bright light, he spun around and kicked, and the hilt of the sword was lightly broken.

"Beginningless reincarnation, mortal!"

The star vortex is all over the sky, the whale swallows the spiritual power of the ten directions, Luoyang lifts the forgotten four, and gently slashes down, not seeing the sword light, only hearing the sword groaning.

The terrifying gravity disappeared out of thin air, and the demon fell to the ground fiercely, and his body continued to shrink, dissipating his aura, just like a mortal thing.

The first Da Luo launched an offensive and tried his best, the indestructible demon body became like a pile of paper, and hundreds of demon beasts were like wheat that had been cut down, and they all poured into the dust and sand.

"Fight back, fight back!"

Yang Tianfeng raised his arms and shouted at the right time, the warm sun passed through the cirrus clouds, the brilliance came, the demon beasts continued to fall, and the sword path of the mortal only lasted for an instant, but the situation was turned upside down.

Fang Jingqi looked around the battlefield, looked at Lin Mu, and nodded tacitly, yes, that Dao rhyme is gone, without the protection of that Dao rhyme, the demon beast will not have the ability to be reborn with broken limbs, of course it will be defeated.

"This should be a conspiracy, he needs to be warned. ”

Lin Mu swung his sword and killed dozens of people and horses, glanced at Luoyang, and was full of sorrow.

Standing in the glory, there are good and bad, there are external threats, and the way of the sword is not noticed, if there is no threat, this group of people will probably try their best to calculate Luoyang.

This sword path is too terrifying, turning transcendence into mortal things, no one wants to die for a thousand years.

Fang Jingqi sighed softly when he heard this, shook his head, and replied, "You think he didn't notice?"

"He noticed it before anyone else, but what can he do, if all the cultivators here fall, when the divine descendants really come, the Six Realms will die!"

"So, even if it's a fire pit, you have to jump down, and you have no choice. ”