The flyover stretches all the way and seems to be endless. If you don't go out of the fairy court, you won't rest.

Fengjingjie stood in the middle of the road and bridge, and there was no movement. But under his feet, the ripples continued.

With the fluctuation of each ripple, the flower platform is revealed, and with the turbulence of the ripples, it shuttles through the air and floats to all parts of this world.

At this moment, there are already hundreds of people standing behind Fengjing Festival.

I have to say that these hundreds of people have good luck. It is relatively close to the diameter, and the moon is close to the water.

In this road and bridge, there is constantly a clear light to show wisps, and the Quartet is fused with the waves of air coming from all directions, and it is offset.

"This art of creation continues my road and bridge. This road and bridge can carry another 100,000 people. This way of destruction can counteract these extinctions for me. ”

"Otherwise, once the battlefield spreads to this place, in the battle between the Annihilation Realm and the Extremely Missy, I am afraid that my Qi Xiang will not be able to offset it. But with his help, it's different. ”

Feng Jingjie looked back at the figure behind him that was trapped in the vast two-colored monstrous flames.

One creates the world, the other destroys. It can appear in the same person.

"This is the unique supernatural power of the two-body way. It's a pity that we can't go to the supreme path. Otherwise extremely strong. ”

Feng Jingjie retracted his gaze, and when he turned his head, he ushered in hundreds of grateful glances.

In the case of the second-step powerhouses taking care of themselves, there are still people who can help them. It makes them grateful. This grace will never be forgotten.

The flower stands at the moment they appeared. Disappeared in an instant. Where they fall, where they fall, everywhere.

Even if the Central Heavenly Court had collapsed, and only four outer courts remained, it was still very large.

The Fengjing Festival cannot lead to everywhere in an instant, and there is no guarantee that everyone will be able to go to this road and bridge. Even if there is, it can't bear it.

Therefore, he used the technique of space to scatter the flower platform everywhere like scattered leaves. The word life and death depends on each life.

"Sure enough, this battle of extinction is about to spread here. Feng Jingjie frowned, and there were countless threads floating outside and entwining the hundreds of figures in his eyes, so as to not be separated from them.

"Stand firm!"

He let out a loud shout, and the bridge under his feet slid rapidly. The surrounding scenery also began to change rapidly.

All everyone saw was darkness and undercurrents. I also saw a lot of corpses.

These fragments of corpses are the last testament to the monks who were previously consumed by the Chaos Vortex.

They are in the midst of chaos, in another world.

Despite this, there was still a roar of drums and violent tremors all around.

Hundreds of people stood among the flower platforms, moving as the bridge slided.

Feng Jingjie felt the vibration under his feet and frowned. He said, "You wait for the powerhouses of the Xuan Realm, release the Xuan Power to consolidate the Chaotic Void here. The battle was too terrifying. I'm afraid that before I get out of the sea mirror, I will collapse and bury us here!"

The words fell, and the sun rose in the body of Fengjingjie. Attached to the road and bridge, so that the place passed, chaos consolidation.

After this light sun rises, seven more light rays gather. So that the vibration was no longer so violent.

Among these hundreds of people, only Feng Jingjie and the three people who followed him, as well as Aoki and Xiao Yan, plus Chu Yi and Chu Cheng, there were only eight people.

Seven Xuanzhao, plus one Xuanne. Far from letting the shaking stop.

Along the way, the road and bridge have moved even beyond the speed of light. As he continued to move forward, behind Fengjing Festival and in front of Chu Cheng, many figures appeared again.

These monks were fortunate enough to touch the flower stands scattered all over the place, and they were transferred here.

When they felt the breath of gods and demons behind them, their faces suddenly changed drastically. But when he saw the hundreds of monks standing around, his panic dissipated.

"Don't panic. These seniors want to take us away from the sea mirror. Someone spoke to keep these people steady.

It's just three breaths, in the middle of the road and bridge. That's nearly 10,000 people. Among them, seven are in the second step.

When these second-step monks came here, they were all slightly stunned. But in the words of the Fengjing Festival, it exudes mysterious power and helps stabilize the chaos that has passed.

A roar rang out, like thunder. The road and bridge shook for a while, and many people fell in this vibration, fell off the flower platform, and were swallowed by the chaotic air current.

Just as these people fell into the chaos, a large handprint fished downward, fished all these people back, and returned to the flower platform.

These monks, who were almost swallowed by the chaotic air current, turned pale with fright and trembled all over. After a long time, they looked at the white robe at the front, and their hearts were even more grateful.

In the sea mirror, the void continued to crack. Finally, with a roar, the four outer courtyards finally came together one after another.

The huge blood shadow completely appeared in this heaven and earth.

Wen Zhen Daozun was already in a cloak at this moment, and the qi and blood in his body were tumbling.

Extremely stingy is too strong, and even if he is an annihilator, he is too strong to parry.

In just three breaths, he was already wounded.

A huge palm pressed against him, connecting hundreds of thousands of miles. Thousands of black divine chains appeared, piercing through the void and making the heavens and the earth even more riotous.

Heaven and earth collapsed and collapsed again, and there is no place to say that it is intact. Many monks died in an instant, under the penetration of this palm, turning into a blood mist.

Wen Zhen Daozun changed color, and without reservation, he put all his mystical power into one sword.

The blue light is surging, and the sword machine is booming. Now the sea of wheels is blocked by the sea of swords, and this huge palm is blocked.

Bang!

With a bang, the blazing light shone everything. Even the Chaos Black Hole could not swallow the light, but was shattered.

The power of this sword can destroy the heavens and the earth, and even cut off a galaxy, and it also breaks the thousands of iron chains.

It's just that the sword machine touches, and it turns from green to ink in an instant. The monstrous sword intent was rapidly weakening.

Despite this, this sword still cut through the palm of this hand, and as Wenzhen Daozun struggled to advance, it collapsed step by step, and finally slashed into the huge body.

There was another roar, and the rolling blood mist dispersed in the sword machine. revealed the true face of extreme miserliness.

This side is extremely hideous, and it is extremely terrifying. It is for black and white to occupy half of their lives.

All of them are composed of human faces. It makes people's scalp tingle.

It's just that at the moment when the true face of the extremely miserly appeared, the blood mist rushed again, instantly covering the body of 100 million zhang, and at the same time, the white light burst out, obscuring the green light.

In the white light, the palm that was slashed by Wen Zhen Daozun's sword was restored in an instant.

At the same time, after the white light, the black mist continued in an instant, turning into destruction and devouring Wenzhen Daozun, causing the entire body to fall into.

A muffled snort erupted, and cyan sword qi continued to surge, trying to break through the black fog in the sky.

"Break it for me!"

An angry shout, the sound of swords clashing endlessly.

In the dark fog in the sky, the blue light rose again, and the sea of swords was flooded one after another, causing the sword machine to break through the fog and splash everywhere, and a figure flew out of the gap.

Wen Zhen Daozun was covered with bloodstains, but the blood flowing was not red, but extremely black.

His eyes were full of black lines, his heart was obsessed, and his face was heavy and crazy.

At this point, only five breaths have passed.