Everywhere.

The light shadow is a flower, and the moon is in the steps.

The shade of the window is not visible, and the frost is cold and the snow is condensed.

Under the faint high platform, the smoke curls, sinking but not dissipating.

Linqiong Daoren and Ge Zhenjun stood side by side, the top door was full of clouds of yin and smoke, and the upper chong was knotted as a canopy, holding a magic weapon in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and he had no emotion.

Li Yuanfeng was on the opposite side, his body was copper-colored, his armor was like fire, and he had a taste of iron and blood.

In the hall, there was silence.

There is only a killing opportunity, and if the flood is high, it will explode at any time.

Li Yuanfeng actually took the lead in making a move, his body twisted, the whole person was sleepy and the dragon ascended to heaven, the white jade ground under his feet was directly plowed, and he had been bullied to the front, and then his arm was straight, and he held his palm like a crane's beak, and the power arrived, his five fingers were as green as iron, one in front and one behind, pecking at the two human yin gods.

Where the crane's beak arrived, the sonic boom followed, colliding with Zhou Turn's spiritual machine, blurring the ripples in the aftermath of the circle, mixed with sparks.

The sound of thunder, in the back.

Ge Zhenjun didn't speak, just pointed with his hand, the treasure map unfolded, thousands of pines fell snow, thousands of mountains flowed, Ambilight, endless, drooping down, blocking in front of him, impervious to wind and rain.

And in the eyes of the Linqiong Daoist, a three-foot golden light shot out, brilliant like a lotus, dripping and turning, the dragon became larger, rotating with an incredible trajectory, steady.

Jingle Bell, Ding Bell,

The two collision sounds were particularly rapid, like a gong ringing, echoing endlessly, hovering in front of the ears, and the afterglow was up and down, with a penetrating power, and the three people present could hear it clearly.

"Duh. ”

Li Yuanfeng's body instinctively, fixed the qi and blood, and the piece of unfortunate waves, he added a fire, exhaled and opened the sound, like a dragon groaning, like a roar, with a crane, like a lion roaring, the last to come, to fight.

Sound fighting, which is originally a martial arts person's specialty, is not only unexpected, but also very fast, and it is impossible to prevent it.

In particular, the two Daoists in front of him are both Yin Gods, and they are very sensitive to sound, which is a good thing, but they are also easy to be attacked, and they are much more affected than ordinary people.

At the same time, Li Yuanfeng slid like a big crane spreading his wings, fluttering, punching and hooking, attacking again, the momentum was strong and heavy, the power was unparalleled, the blood was drumming, and the killing machine was rushing in the face.

Compared with the cultivators of this world, the advantage of the cultivators is that they have the ability to perceive the strength, and they do not prepare for the action, unlike the Taoist supernatural powers, it is difficult to raise their hands to arrive, and they have to have the trick to start the way.

"Kill. ”

Li Yuanfeng's offensive was fierce, and the two Taoist priests present were not good at stubble, Ge Zhenjun stood in front, the yin god stepped into the air, wearing a golden robe, engraved with the secret of the stars, swaying, colliding with each other, making a sonorous sound, thousands of spells and seals appeared, from less to more, from time to time or turned into a bronze bell, or condensed into a pagoda, or combined gourd, etc., etc., in a variety of postures, changing from time to time.

The magic weapon changes, and the light bursts.

Stay in front of you, any power, block the outside.

As for the Linqiong Dao people, in the back, the Yin God controlled the sword, and with a slight shake, there were countless sword flowers blooming, as if the sky was full of stars, constantly flickering, and one of them bloomed brightly, and then instantly became larger and fell down.

The sword rises, and the sky is full of stars.

The sword fell, and the stars fell like rain.

The star is filled with red qi, and the lethality is amazing.

"Hey,"

Li Yuanfeng saw it in his eyes, his eyes narrowed slightly, these two old foxes, one defending and one attacking, the defender was solid, and the attacker had no scruples and attacked with all his might.

Two people cooperate, give full play to the advantages of numbers, and complement each other.

One plus one, greater than two.

"Really,"

Li Yuanfeng sneered at the corner of his mouth, the copper color on his body became more and more intense, the golden light was released, his arm was pulled apart, like a full bow, his fist was like an arrow, and the power of Jiuniu burst out.

Collapse, collapse, collapse,

The fist was punched, the explosion exploded, and every time it hit, it was not to be underestimated.

"This Li Yuanfeng,"

The Yin God of Linqiong Dao controlled the sword, which was incredibly fast, making up for the defects of the sword in the physical body, and it was unpredictable, but even so, under the attack of the storm, it still did not gain the upper hand.

In his opinion, the Li Yuanfeng who suddenly appeared on the opposite side was very weird, not to mention the existence of copper tendons and iron bones and the power of nine bulls, and the Yin God attack against himself and his senior brother was accurate, fast and ruthless, as if he could penetrate the secret of the Yin Soul.

Step by step, straight to the fatal point.

Let yourself, let your own senior brother, be very awkward.

"What the hell is going on?"

Linqiong Daoist had never encountered such a situation, he and Ge Zhenjun glanced at each other, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes, the two originally thought that they could easily kill each other by joining forces, but they didn't expect that it would become a tug-of-war.

It's going to change.

Datang, Imperial Palace.

The bamboo is clear, and the green flows all over the ground.

Qiao Song was depressed and stopped new birds, and the green moss washed the old clothes.

The bells are melodious and have a kind of majesty.

Tang Suzong was wearing a dragon robe, covered with a long robe, his eyebrows were raised, he was not angry and arrogant, he paced, silent and speechless, in the end, he dared to force the emperor of Tang Xuanzong, even if he was silent, he also had his own majesty.

In the Zhou turn, the little fathers-in-law stood with their hands down, silent.

As for the Grand Commander, he was still wearing a bronze mask, and only his eyes were exposed, which was awe-inspiring.

"Ge Daoren,"

Tang Suzong paced and muttered in a low voice, his brows furrowed as he thought of the scroll he had flipped through from the Great Commander's hand.

For Ge Daoren and the Daolu Division he was in charge of, Tang Suzong had no good impression.

If it had been his intention, it should have been revoked sooner rather than later.

But in the world, it is never possible for a person to do what he wants, even if he is the king of a country, the Ninety-Five Supreme, is no exception.

As we all know, Emperor Taishang attaches great importance to the Daolu Division, and Tang Suzong is at odds with his own Laozi because of the forced palace back then, and now he is just maintaining a fragile balance.

Once the balance is broken, no one can bear the possible consequences.

The Great Commander looked at Tang Suzong's silent appearance, lowered his eyelids, and blocked the murderous intent in his eyes.

Anyway, he hated Ge Niunose to the core, and he also ordered the deputy commanders of the Sun and Moon Guard to go to the underground world in advance, even if the current saint does not make a decision, he has to give Ge Niunose a good look, otherwise, I'm sorry for Ge Niubi's "conscientious" show for so many years.

At this moment, Tang Suzong only felt that there was a bang, in front of his eyes, the palace collapsed, the wood and stone were charred black, the sweet spring was exhausted, the treasure beads were dim, and the dragon's large scales and armor fell one after another, falling to the ground, turning into a pool of blood, as well as the sound of the dragon's groan, and the indescribable sorrow.

In it, the smoke and clouds were swirling, and one emperor after another appeared, crowned and high-costed, majestic and solemn, but his face was stained with blood, and his mouth shouted, "No descendants, no descendants!"

The whole picture was cracked in an instant.

Tang Suzong's body shook and almost fell, so frightened that the eunuch who was waiting hurriedly caught up with him and exclaimed, "Your Majesty!"

"It's okay to be alone. ”

Tang Suzong waved his sleeves to open the eunuchs, his face was gloomy, he looked anxious, muttered to himself, and said, "The dragon qi Futian was robbed, and the ancestors were not at peace, sin, big sin." ”

"Promulgation of the will. ”

Tang Suzong quickly lost his expression, his face was like iron, his voice was heavy, unchangeable, and he issued a continuous order:

"Revoke the Daolu Division and capture all the Dao officials inside. ”

"Wanted Ge Demon Dao, the crime cannot be punished. ”

"Find the emperor and make him temporarily live in the palace and not go out. ”

......

The words fell, the will was established, and after Tang Suzong reviewed it, the eunuch in front of him picked up the emperor's treasure seal and printed it fiercely, which took effect immediately.

Others don't know, but if there is a Taoist here, they will find that the will has been made, and the declining national fortune of the Tang Dynasty suddenly let out a mournful roar, like a dragon bathing in blood, rising up to heaven, or dying.

At the same time, in the underworld, in the blessed land of the Tang Dragon Court, a thunderclap suddenly appeared, shaking the space.