Two saints, two ancestors, four great powers, and six big Luo Jin Immortals, shot one after another, and three Da Luo died, Luo Xuan, Long Ji, and Guang Chengzi.

The scope of this battle and the impact are the greatest since the gods!

The saint made a move, and the rules were completely broken.

The War of the Gods has thus entered the War of Discord and Chaos.

The big bullies the small, the immortals kill the mortals, and the lives are ruined.

The order of the Holy Dao, which had been maintained by the saints for 5,000 years, fell apart.

Interception and exposition of teachings tore faces.

Although the sage of the sect did not say it explicitly, he asked the Duobao Taoist to uncover the verse that the disciples were not allowed to go down the mountain.

In fact, this side can also be seen every day by intercepting the inner disciples of the sect.

Jinao Island has long been closed, and outer disciples are not allowed to enter.

"Is it inevitable to escape?"

A sigh came from the Biyou Palace.

The inner disciples looked at each other.

The gate of Biyou Palace is still closed.

After a long time, a sword roared, and the blue sea and blue sky were divided into two.

"There is no way to avoid it, there is no way to retreat, then there is no need to avoid it, and there is no need to retreat!"

The Tongtian Sect Master had already made up his mind in his heart.

Biyou Palace calmed down, it was an unprecedented quiet, like a saint's sword, like a saint's heart.

In fact, there is only one sword before and after, and only one sword left and right.

In the Eight Views Palace, Lao Tzu sat silently.

In the Jade Void Palace, the Yuan Shi Tianzun was silent.

Wa Palace, Nuwa Niangniang smiled.

Chao Gecheng, Shi Ji bowed his head, indicating that she knew.

This sword, as they said, is a sword of interception, a decision.

"This sword is still here!"

She didn't know if she was relieved or lifted.

There should be both.

Shi Ji looked up at the void, at the other wayward and reckless woman in the void.

The little sword demon dragged the big fish that was many times bigger than her, and dragged it towards Chaoge, the fish was too big and heavy, and she was too small, finally, the little sword demon ran out of patience, flicked his long black hair, and turned around and stared at the behemoth behind him fiercely.

The little sword demon disappeared in an instant, and when she came to Kunyu's head, she had an extra sword in her hand, and then, she held the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword was pointing down, and she inserted a sword and a sword.

The first time I watched it, it was a little thrilling.

But if you see too much, you will be as calm as Shiji.

To be honest, she was a little envious of this somewhat demonic self.

Not in the cage, not in the rules, everything is free and specialized, and the world is wide.

One moment, the sword is drawn in the sky, and the next moment the fish is caught in the void.

One moment, I want to drag the fish back, and the next I want to unload the fish.

There is no one thought in between.

It's probably just a matter of doing whatever you want.

Compared to the very worry-free Lyra, Shi Ji actually prefers this little sword demon that worries her a lot.

Because of good and evil, one is bondage and the other is indulgence.

Good needs rules to be corrected, while evil, ignoring rules, is chaos, disorder, and unrestrained.

Ishiji never considered himself a good person.

She also doesn't want to be a good person.

Because good people can't do a lot of what bad people can.

She did a lot of things that were well thought out, but she also did a lot of things out of a moment of whim.

She can't define herself, let alone others.

For example, the sword of the Tongtian Sect Master is just a decision!

The little sword demon lost his sword and went to drag the fish again......

The tenacity of the Kunyu body, which had been tempered by Kunpeng for 100,000 years, was even better than that of the top-grade defense innate spirit treasure.

This is also the reason why Kunpeng let Kun Fish's body swim in the void, and let the little sword demon toss.

Even if the saint made a move, it would take some means to break through his defenses.

All immortal existence that has gone through a long period of time is a kind of immortality.

The little sword demon is still a little worse.

Or a lot worse.

In his eyes, she was too young.