The qi belonging to the overlord of Kyushu overflowed between heaven and earth.

This is a devastating force, not far away the mountains and rocks are crumbling, the grass and trees are turning to ashes, and this qi machine is almost to the sky.

Wang Qingyuan and the three of them looked at each other, the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword Seal flickered at the center of their eyebrows, and an invisible force shrouded them, isolating the qi that belonged to the Yuan Shen Zhenren.

Terrible!

Wang Qingyuan's heart was shocked, he really saw the top person make a move, it was a wisp of overflowing qi, I am afraid that he could easily kill countless ordinary monks.

Airplanes!

Just when this force that was enough to distort the void spread to Ziwei Peak, the entire Ziwei Peak gave birth to a misty purple-golden brilliance, this brilliance was not very intense, but it was like a spring breeze and rain, absorbing all the fluctuations of destruction.

"The Ying Tian Sword Formation has partially recovered!"

The Lotus Peak Peak Lord said in a deep voice, this Lord of the First Pulse is a Taoist aunt, who looks about thirty years old, with a graceful posture and charm, but the vicissitudes of the eyes are open and closed, but it makes people feel the breath of the long years, obviously his real age, I am afraid that it is far more than that.

The glazed day was in the sky, and in the entire Xuantian Dao Mountain, countless disciples, deacons, Dharma protectors, and elders all raised their heads, feeling the terrifying aura and will contained in the glazed day, it was hard to imagine which peak master made a move to be able to force the Jinguang Peak's generation of the first vein, who had already enlightened the Dao Yuan Shen, and claimed to be expected to survive the second thunder tribulation again within five years, to such a situation, and even the kung fu at the bottom of the box was displayed.

""Golden Light Glazed Dao Body", looking at my Xuantian Dao veins refining body exercises, and even looking at the body refining skills of all the Dao Sects in the world, there are few comparisons, even compared with Buddhism's "King Kong is not bad and pure body", it is only slightly inferior. ”

"It is rumored that Jinguang Zhenren's "Jinguang Glazed Dao Body" has been practiced to the fourth level, when the Dao Yuan Shen was condensed, it was the condensed Golden Light Glazed Yuan Shen, which could fit with the Nine Heavens God Day, and after surviving a thunderstorm, it would be tempered by the true fire of the sun without being destroyed. ”

......

Some elders and Dharma protectors of the peaks communicated with each other, revealing some secrets, and at the same time, they were also a little suspicious, according to common sense, such a top person as the lord of the peaks should not act wantonly in the Xuantian Dao Mountain, their strength is too magnificent, the slightest carelessness will destroy the mountain and break the mountain, even if there is the support of the Yingtian Sword Array, what is consumed is the Xuantian Dao itself.

However, in the eyes of the Xuantian Dao people, the glazed day did not last long, only half a breath, a dazzling sword light, purple-gold, if the eternal existence of the sword edge, just a stab in the air, as if through the universe desolation, the glazed day was pierced.

Airplanes!

In the Xuantian Dao Mountain, a group of swords roared in unison, faintly with a sign of surrender.

"Ten Thousand Swords Dynasty Sect! A psychic divine sword was born!"

"Or maybe someone comprehends the supreme sword intent, causing the group of swords to sense and want to break through the air. ”

Many of the elder protectors are frightened and inexplicable, but no matter which one it is, it is a great event, the psychic sword is difficult to cast, there are not many mouths in the world, as for the supreme sword intent, it is one of the most elusive forces in this world, even if it is a sword master who has already enlightened the Dao Yuan God, he may not be able to comprehend the sword intent, and every person who has mastered the cultivation of sword intent, sword intent, and fist intent is enough to leave a name in the annals of history and be remembered by future generations of monks.

In the Ziwei Palace, Wang Qingyuan and the three of them looked at the glazed day that was extinguished in the void, and the figure of Jinguang Zhenren was re-revealed.

It's just that at this moment, this Lord of the Golden Light Peak's First Vein had a gloomy face, his face was slightly pale, and on his right face, there was a sword mark that was about an inch long, and a little fine blood bead appeared.

This......

Even the five peak masters not far away couldn't help but take a light breath, the sword just now, they asked themselves if they were themselves, they might not be able to take it, how strong is this Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, the previous peak masters have all fallen, and they can still inherit such a powerful sword intent.

At the same time, in addition to the old way of Feixian Peak, the other four peak masters were also secretly glad that they simply did not make a move, this Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword was blessed by the will of the peak lord of Ziwei Peak in the past dynasties, and the spirituality is definitely not weaker than others, and its shot is to a certain extent, it is equivalent to the shot of the peak masters of Ziwei Peak in the past dynasties, but it is necessary to leave a sword mark on the face of Jinguang Zhenren, the meaning of which is self-evident.

Wang Qingyuan and the three of them were extremely happy in their hearts, but they didn't show it, but they looked at the Beidou Seven Killing Sword that was quietly suspended dozens of zhang in front of Jin Guangzhen, and it was difficult to hide the shock and horror in their hearts.

"The Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword!" At this time, Jin Guang Zhenren shouted coldly, "But with a psychic sword, I also want to go against my will to rise and fall in the Xuantian Dao and be honored and disgraced! I advise you to surrender now, otherwise don't blame me for going to the Pure Yang Palace of Ying Tianfeng, please take action to suppress you with the Ying Tian Sword Array and scatter your spirituality!"

Recite!

Jin Guang Zhenren's words fell, the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword trembled, and the purple jade-like sword body flowed with golden rays, like the condensation of starlight above the nine heavens, and in an instant, the sound of the sword groaned high, as if it was about to tear the heavens and the earth, the edge was sharp, the void was cracked, and the tip of the sword pointed to the other side of the Jin Guang Zhenren's face.

"You dare!"

Jin Guang Zhenren immediately changed color, this Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword really did so, after today, his Golden Light Peak will become the laughing stock of the entire Xuantian Dao, and even spread out, how can he have the face to walk the world again, even now, a sword mark on this face, because it contains the sword intent of the Big Dipper Seven Killings, if you want to expel and recover, you have to work for a month.

What a strong temperament!

Wang Qingyuan sighed in his heart, the sword is still like this, how can people be worthy.

"Ziji, stop it. ”

Suddenly, without warning, a slightly old voice sounded.

This voice is not very high, but it clearly enters everyone's ears, and even overshadows the sound of the sword of the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, and then, between the golden light real person and the Big Dipper Seven Killing Sword, a figure turned from virtual to real and appeared in front of everyone.

"Master!"

Several peak masters all looked upright and saluted.

In front of the crape myrtle hall.

Wang Qingyuan's eyes widened, looking at the figure in mid-air, a middle-aged Taoist who looked a little old, with white temples and a pure purple gold-trimmed robe, looking plain, but it was such a person, who used to cross the border sea alone in the past, one person and one sword, and even slashed the nine demon kings of the demon kingdoms of the West Sea, shocking the heroes and moving the world.

The head of the one hundred and fifth generation of Xuantian Dao, Jingyuan Daoist, the personal disciple of the contemporary Donghua Daoist, and the overlord-level figure in Kyushu.

"I've seen Uncle Boss. ”

Jin Guang Zhenren also spoke, bowed down and said, he is Jin Guangfeng's generation of Jin Guang Zhenren, but he is a generation later than Jingyuan Dao people, and he is the one hundred and sixth generation of Xuantian Dao.

With the Jingzi generation to preach the Dao Yuanshen, the master of the first peak, looking at the entire Xuantian Dao, there is only this one example, and it is also this Jinguang Zhenren had a lot of adventures in his early years, and under many fates, he can preach the Dao Yuanshen, and at this moment, many Jingzi characters in the Xuantian Dao Mountain, the strongest, are only promoted to elders from the first peak protector, and ascend to the Mixed Yuan Void Underworld.

For Jinguang Zhenren, Jingyuan Daoist slightly bowed, and looked at Wang Qingyuan and the three people in front of Ziwei Palace, his eyes were peaceful, there was no edge, no depth, and no changes in the sun and the moon, and the stars were moving, it seemed to be an ordinary person, although it was also overlooking, but it made Wang Qingyuan and the three of them feel a kind of equality and gentleness.

"Young people can be sharp, they can be uneasy about the status quo, and they can also challenge their predecessors and sages. ”

As soon as Jingyuan Daoist spoke, Jinguang Zhenren's heart sank, his eyes changed slightly, and he said, "The head ......"

"This is the meaning of the one in the Pure Yang Palace. ”

Jingyuan Daoren said lightly, his gaze seemed to sweep over Jinguang Zhenren intentionally or unintentionally.

What the!

His gaze was sluggish, and the golden light real person immediately returned to normal, but his gaze faintly swept from the top of the golden peak of Yingtian Peak in the distance, and between the clouds and mist, there seemed to be a gaze piercing through the distant void, as brilliant as a star.

And the other masters of the five peaks also showed respectful expressions at this time, if it was the one in the Pure Yang Palace who spoke, no one would dare to have the slightest objection.

The crape myrtle palace is bleak and clear, and the grass is all over the ground.

In front of the Ziwei Palace, Wang Qingyuan and the three of them glanced at each other, and their hearts were swaying, Ying Tianfeng Pure Yang Palace, for any disciple or visitor who had just entered the Xuantian Dao, it could not be ignored, and even the place of pilgrimage needed to be made with heart.

The holy land that belongs to all Xuantian Dao people, the palace of Donghua Dao people in the past dynasties, is this Jinding Pure Yang Palace.

The Pure Yang Palace carries the dreams of too many Xuantian Dao people.

Donghua Daoist is not a inheritance, but a inheritance, a preacher, a protector, and the highest achiever of contemporary practice in Xuantian Dao.

In the past dynasties, the Xuantian Dao, the Zhufeng and the veins, in addition to slaying demons and eliminating demons, what they pursued was to be able to enter the Jinding Pure Yang Palace and inherit the legacy of the previous generation of Donghua Dao people, and even for the masters of the Zhumai Peak, even if they were the overlords of Kyushu who preached the Dao Yuan God, they were not qualified to set foot in the Pure Yang Palace.

Every generation of Donghua Dao people is a Taoist who cultivates himself into a god and becomes an immortal.

Turning into a god and a Dao monarch, it is comparable to the emperors of the demon clan and the demon lords of the troubled times, the strongest force in the world, they swallow the sun and moon between their breaths, and the mountains collapse when their eyes open and close, and when they open their mouths, they make the sun and moon dull and the stars dim.

Even the palm of the Great Dao, turning the fortune, suppressing the heaven and the earth, every Dao monarch is a legend, and the experience cannot be repeated.

Legend has it that once a cultivator sets foot in the realm of transforming gods, he can capture the long river of fate in the underworld and see many scenes that are difficult for ordinary people to see.