Ying Long struggled in the depths of the void, and the sound of a mournful dragon chant continued to come out.

In just a moment, in the vast and cold void, there were only a few faint flickers before the thunder light dimmed.

It is as strong as the flame of the gods, and it has never been against the forbidden Dao method of Qingmeng's power.

Many of the great people who watched this battle were silent for this time.

The strength of the Qingmeng Fairy was already expected by the cultivators of the Yang World, but the fierceness of this Dao method made the great power palpitate, and they thought that if it was in a different place, not to mention the sword light, only to say that this forbidden Dao method, they could take it.

Just thinking like this, I don't know how many powerful realms have been shaken for a while, even those whose Dao hearts are covered with dust.

Tianjiao is like this, and the surprise of the old monsters is also a lot.

The Great Dao has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is vast for three thousand generations, but there are always a number of supreme Dao methods, and there are even fewer forbidden Dao methods.

But at this moment, the method of the Xuanqing Dao seal of the Qingmeng Fairy made the old monsters constantly think about it, recalling what they had learned in the past, but it could not fit any of the forbidden Dao methods in their memory.

Could it be ...... Qingmeng Fairy's talent is so amazing, has he already created his own Dao method to pass down?

When someone thought of this, they felt respect.

However, only a few people, such as Minghong Lao Dao, etc., saw some shadows of the five-colored earth sacrifice method from the forbidden Dao method performed by the Qingmeng Fairy.

That is a kind of Tao that His Holiness has mastered.

That used to be the pinnacle of magic and magic at the beginning of the opening of the heavens!

That's a few words left in the pile of old papers through the ages!

Looking at the leopard in the tube, the Qingmeng fairy is already so strong, how can you imagine the mystery of Venerable Venerable's Taoist practice?

All of a sudden, all kinds of thoughts rose from the hearts of the cultivators.

It's just that the Qingmeng Fairy didn't leave them too much time to ponder.

That sword pierced through the body of the Yellow Heavenly Divine Monarch, shattering the origin of the divine fire, and even slashing out a crack in the fruit altar.

This is a very terrifying swordsmanship, almost the pure ancient sword cultivation method in ancient times.

Just ask for a sword, sharp and unmatched!

The sword is slashed out, and life and death are together!

Killing intent is extremely one, this kind of sword light can even cut off formless and phaseless things, annihilate Dao lines, and pierce the law!

Above the heavenly dome, the yellow sky shook because of it.

The blood rain poured down, the gods fell, and the avenue mourned because of it.

Under the sky, the Qingmeng fairy held the sword, stood with his hands in his hands, and let the blood rain fall, but he never touched his identity.

The icy eyes of the Qingmeng fairy swept over the gods.

"The next time I come, there will be more people. ”

As soon as these words came out, the gods were terrified and did not dare to speak, but retreated in a panic.

The cultivators quietly watched the gods go away without hindrance.

......

Dongshan, the former site of the original Dengtian Road.

The figures of the gods had just torn through the void and appeared here, before they could react, in the same place, suddenly a treasure light came to the world!

Hmmm——!

A jade plate drips and rises against the storm, and in the pure azure jade, there are clusters of gilded divine light.

Ambilight, this time wrapped in all kinds of Taoist seals, turned into a ball, like a willow hanging down, the gods under the hood!

The gods showed a frightened look on their faces, and when they looked at it, they saw an old man next to the Azure Treasure Jade, wearing a navy blue robe, holding a withered branch in one hand and a four-layer lotus bronze cup in the other.

The withered branches, as if the Taoist picked up at will, when you look carefully, it is the treasure light inside, hundreds of millions of seals carefully intertwined in the meantime, the end of the wooden branch, but also divided into seven small branches, as if the vitality is still the same, the branches are pregnant with fruits, flashing seven types of divine light, reflecting each other.

The four layers of lotus bronze cups, one layer is made of bronze, in the shape of a 12-grade green lotus, gathering rolling Lingqi; one layer is made of brass, in the shape of a 12-grade golden lotus, containing supreme merit light; one layer is made of bronze, in the shape of a 12-grade black lotus, leading to surging evil; one layer is made of red copper, in the shape of a 12-grade red lotus, which nourishes boundless karmic fire.

Looking at the old way, it is the face of Hongjun Dao.

At this moment, Hongjun Daoren's face was gloomy, his expression was gloomy, and he looked coldly at the gods covered by Azure Jade.

"Three thousand celestials, is it the lord of the heavens, the supreme god of Shinto, or the hyena under one person?"

Hongjun Daoren's voice was hoarse, and he was awe-inspiring and undisguised.

While speaking, there was a divine monarch who rose up, agitated the raging divine fire, and gathered together, wanting to break through the suppression of this Azure Treasure Jade.

It's just that the fire hasn't raged yet, and I saw the withered branches in the hands of Hongjun Daoist swaying, towards the condensed sea of fire, just like this!

The sea of fire in the sky is like a milk swallow returning to its nest, even if it is a divine fire, it is out of the control of the divine monarch, as if the cause and effect have been cut off invisibly, and in the blink of an eye, it will not be in the dead branches.

For a while, I saw that the Seven Treasures Divine Light on the branch became more and more brilliant.

"A scum-like character dares to be so rampant!"

"Just wait for you, to find out the trouble of your predecessors?"

"Is it just waiting for you, do you want to fall into the face of Minghong's predecessors?"

"Is it just that you want to raise your eyebrows to the majesty of your predecessors?"

Word by word, almost squeezed out of the teeth of Hongjun Dao people, saying this, the tone became more and more cold.

The awe-inspiring killing machine was almost condensed to the limit.

Hongjun Daoist stepped out, but there were cascading lights and shadows separated from his body.

There is a late twilight old road, the eyebrows are penetrating the divine light, and the inside seems to contain the heavenly dao divine court, and there are eight Zhuyi Jingshen juxtaposed among them.

There is a middle-aged Taoist man, his chest is full of divine light, and there are eight Zhuyi Jingshen juxtaposed among them.

There is a young Taoist child, the air sea hole is full of divine light, and there seems to be a humane divine court in it, and there are eight Zhuyi Jingshen juxtaposed among them.

In the years of great power, Hongjun Dao people have participated in the creation, not only climbing the "Three Caves Avenue Sutra" to the supreme Taoism of the great power realm, but also integrating the art of one Qi and three Qings into the "Huangting Zhenjing".

He has already detached himself from the barriers of the Dao Law itself and walked out of his own way.

The four figures flashed like a rainbow and walked into the square inch shrouded in azure jade.

In an instant, the treasure light was dense, and thousands of killing techniques came out together, gathering a storm of mana, but it completely obscured the eyes of others, and only the hoarse rebuke of Hongjun Dao came from it.

"The Law of Heaven is also something you can take?"

"You really don't know how the Red Underworld fell back then!"

"Are you the Red Sky God Monarch?"

"Something like a dog!"

"Loser!"

"Unlucky boy!"

......

In a few moments, under the shroud of azure jade, the dust and smoke dispersed.

In the same place, there is only one Hongjun Daoist, and there is no god in the figure.

At this time, there is a light breeze blowing, and Hongjun Daoist people must be flying, with the appearance of fairy wind and Dao bones, as if the person who had a lotus tongue before was not an old man.

But really, it's the gods who have fallen here.

The sky had just trembled, and before the blood rain fell, it was shaken away by the withered branch in the hands of Hongjun Daoist.

"Whew!"

Hongjun Daoist let out a long breath of turbidity.

"Fang scolded a lot today!"

After saying that, Hongjun Daoist raised his head sharply and looked in the direction of the depths of the high heavens, as if he was looking at the lowered gaze of the Heavenly Spirit Venerable.

"Look, look again, look at it, look at a hammer, look at it, and see the poor road even hammer you to death!"