Di Guang looked at the sky again, and what he looked at with his eyes was not this sky, let alone the height of the Sword Sect in the world. The bottom light hand raised to the sky, and the starlight in the sky converged into a sword. The quality of this sword is like glass, the color of the stars, and the purple qi that faintly emits makes this sword a little more weird.

As soon as his hand was released, the sword that gathered the starlight in the sky flew to the soles of the feet of the bottom light, and then the white-clothed and white-haired immortal carried his hands on his waist, and the sword went straight to the sky.

And in that person's sight, the immortals are unreachable, and even in this heaven and earth, God has only heard of it, and does not know whether it is true or false.

This world is just looking at it, and it is no different from the world. Mountains and rivers, endless sea. Blue sky, green meadows. If you just look at it, you will really mistakenly think that the world here is still worldly.

The world here was named Shenwu Mountain by this pale yellow robe.

This pale yellow-robed Dao Monarch floated in the air today, and the strange beast under the seat was nowhere to be seen. He squinted and smiled, looking at the exhausted red-robed man not far away.

This gentleman is the same as the man in the red robe, so it is naturally difficult to read the same as Yan Xiao.

Even though Yan Xiao was tired at this moment, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold. He had been knocked down again and again, but it only took eight hundred years for him to surpass the worldly ants, and his attitude at the moment with firm intentions but no sense of mission made Shu Nan quite disliked, and he put away his smile.

With the angry eyebrows of Shu Nan, the mountains and rivers began to respond to his emotions.

The ground under his feet continued to tremble, as if it was about to split into a ravine, and the sky that was still white was darkened in an instant, the bright moon and stars hung high, and then the dark clouds covered the moon and the night was dark. The color of the heavens and the earth changed for only a moment, as if this pale yellow robed Daojun was announcing the coming of Yan Xiao's death.

The temperature of the surrounding air also dropped to freezing point in an instant, and the wind and sand thousands of miles away, five towering tornadoes were getting closer and closer.

The wind lifted the robes of the two, and in the gray Shenwu mountains, two figures, one yellow and one red, could be faintly seen confronting each other. The yellow dot slowly floated up in the air, and with the eyes of a snow-capped eagle, the yellow-clothed Daojun actually began to change all around him.

Seeing that the book was difficult to wrap in white light, the jade crown collapsed into seven or eight pieces, and the original black hair was caressed by the wind, but gradually turned into a pale yellow, yellow with white like a good satin. The skin is fair and delicate, as if it can be broken by blowing, the five views of the originally handsome face are sharpened, the sharp knife turns into a feather jade eyebrow, the phoenix eyes are deep like the sea, the cold light is clear, the nose is high and the lips are thin, handsome and beautiful. But it is like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, and people can't help but feel warm, and it is difficult to distinguish between men and women with a smile.

Further down, the original pale yellow scholar's robe has changed the style and materials, the neckline and cuffs seem to have a six-eared snake ornament made of gold, and the robe is also embroidered with gold thread such a quiet six-eared snake with closed eyes.

The wind whistled wildly, the long yellow and white hair and the wide robe moved with the wind, and the clothes fluttered, like the crane of the mountain, like the clouds of the top of the flower, like the gods descended into the world.

The corresponding Yan Xiao no longer has the chic indifference and unfazed attitude of a mortal martial artist.

He's crazy, isn't he? he's crazy?

He actually released his self-imprisonment in the Kannayama wilderness, just because he didn't agree with his ideals?

Plopped, defenseless, Yan Xiao fell to his knees.

That kneeling, it was also the mountains and rivers that were shocked, as if all the creatures and creatures here understood the mind and determination of the man in red, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone through the thick sea of clouds one by one to shine on the earth. The earth was calm again, but the dust of the towering tornado remained unabated.

The six-eared python on the yellow robe of the yellow-clothed Daojun who originally looked sleeping opened its eyes in an instant, spitting out a letter and constantly swimming in the robe, lifelike as if it were an entity. In the next moment, this Dao Jun began to look up to the sky and roar, and that sound was even better than that of the Hongmeng Giant Beast Looking at the Sky.

The entire Kanna Mountain began to tremble, the Kanna Mountain began to vibrate at a rapid frequency, and the mountains and rocks began to gather. The limbs, torso, and head, Shenwu Mountain turned into a mountain of stone giants, and the same roar towards the sky, I am afraid that this earth-shattering anger can be heard within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Yan Xiao, who was kneeling, lowered his head and folded his hands, as if a devout believer was praying to the heavens. He began to kowtow, spread out his palms, and touched the earth with the back of his hand facing up, "knock" "knock", "knock", and the sound of kowtowing again and again also resounded through the Kanna.

The yellow-clothed Daojun began to be angry, how long have they existed? thousands of years, 10,000 years, billions of years, single

He has long lost his concept of time, he only understands one thing, the six of them are supreme beings, and the six of them should work together to go to the outer heavens to find the master. However, apart from him, he was the only one, and his compatriots rejected him in unison.

"You stop me, I'll let you stop me!"

Tu Lingzi waved his right hand violently, and saw the Jade Emperor Jade Pen appear out of thin air, and the jade pen waved in the air, turning the thick ink emitted by the jade pen into a rain of arrows and shooting down.

Yan Xiao remained motionless and continued to bow, but none of the arrows hit.

Shu Nan kept waving the Jade Pen of the Green Emperor, thousands of arrows kept falling, Yan Xiao's figure was sometimes left and sometimes right, and none of the arrows hit.

The towering tornado was getting closer and closer, and about five or six miles away, Yan Xiao got up and stood up straight.

I saw him close his eyes, the red robe moved with the wind, the wind was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting through his robe and his cheeks, and his long hair was still fluttering, and this long hair was already black and white.

He has not become like the yellow-clothed Daojun, his appearance is not what the world should be, the only difference is that a terrifying flame pattern appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

It was another simple action, straightening his right arm and opening his right hand, which turned out to be a sword. Goodbye left hand, also straightened his left arm, opened, it was his left hand that lit a fire, and the flame instantly formed a Tang knife.

One sword, one sword, one sword! Those who faded away from mortal fetuses and turned into divine punishments in the past relied on these two swords. The sword is the same, the different paths are the same, or you will see the move to destroy the world again!

With a slight wave of his right hand, he saw that the sword of wind and sand faded away from the dust, and Yan Xiao's body flew in an instant, and the sword gradually turned into an ice blue wind and snow sword.

The yellow-clothed Daojun was even more angry, and slowly said a few words between his teeth: "Why? Why? Even Gou Chen, why is he as ignorant as you!"

He clenched the Jade Pen of the Green Emperor, and it was back and forth in the air, and there was a giant axe that opened the sky invisibly, and the Shenwu Mountain Man held the giant axe and roared wildly.

Seeing that the Shenwu Mountain Man fell with an axe, Yan Xiao was like a paper kite floating left and right, and he had no worries about the rain of arrows before.

His body was more difficult than he imagined, and he stepped on the shoulder of the Shenwu Mountain Man, and stabbed out with a sword, and heard the Stone Man roar in pain. At the same time, with that "pop", the empty branch of Qingwu, which had accompanied Yan Xiao to wander the world for nearly 800 years, was broken.

Yan Xiao frowned, he had forgotten that this was a giant beast transformed by the Divine Mountain. Similarly, the yellow-clothed Daojun also forgot an extremely important thing, he is Yan Xiao, he is just Yan Xiao who was possessed by the fire spirit son and survived for a long time, but he is not the fire spirit son after all.

Shenwu Mountaineer's left palm slapped his right shoulder, Yan Xiao jumped up and walked against the wind, and he also did not expect that the angry and almost crazy Huangyi Daojun actually exhaled hard, like a strong wind in the north, I am afraid that the big tree surrounded by six people will also be uprooted.

The world could not fly here, and Yan Xiao, who was not good at riding against the wind, lost his strength in an instant and fell heavily to the ground. The red robe was dirty and cracked everywhere, and the sharp rocks were even more cut, and the skin and flesh were covered with blood.

Huangyi Daojun smiled, quite emotional and regretful, and sighed a few times, and said: "Yes, in fact, it was me who was wrong from the beginning, you were not Huo'er in the first place, how can I force you?"

Yan Xiao stood up tremblingly, frowned angrily, let go of his right hand, and the supreme treasure cleared the empty branch to the ground, like the scorching sun melting ice, and disappeared in an instant.

The yellow-clothed Daojun frowned slightly, what's the matter? Is this outstanding immortal cultivator in the mortal world going to give up? Qingwu Empty Branch can collect the elements of heaven and earth and transform into shape, and he can collect the wind and snow again and recast the treasure.

But Yan Xiao's subsequent performance was exactly the opposite of what he thought.

I saw Yan Xiao holding the flame illusion knife with both hands, and gradually, the knife also changed. The original nothingness of the knife for fire actually has a substance, just see this Tang knife shape of the flame long knife, the handle shape is like a feather, the blade is red, the back of the knife is like gold, engraved with a flying phoenix, sideways inscription: King Ming of the mountain city!

Yan Xiao drew a semicircle in the air with a knife in both hands, which turned out to be a "swastika", and heard him mutter: "Spend the common people's life, there is no harm in falling into the world; Thousands of people point to it, ten thousand people fight, and good and evil are debated from the beginning!" King Ming of the mountain city, ask the gods with a smile!"