Above Chang'an City, the sea of clouds in the sky was separated by an invisible force, revealing a huge hole with a diameter of more than 100 zhang in the center, and then, a sacred and magnificent white light fell from it, and in the dazzling white light like the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, there was a mighty army rushing down from the sky!

They were tall and burly, as majestic as a knife and axe, with white wings on their backs, silver-white swords and spears in their hands, and rode a pure white high-headed horse under their crotch, as if they had come from heaven and descended to earth.

The blue of the leading army at the front was the red-haired young man who had been "taken away" by an unknown object, he held the spear of the holy relic that had killed the gods with both hands, and between the wings behind him, it was like a blue lightning bolt, instantly piercing the sky, leading the cavalry army behind him to rush down.

God said, "Let there be light."

And there was light.

Where the dazzling holy light shines, all belong to the gods, and where the army of the kingdom descends, all demons will be ambushed.

God is loving, but not His brave knights, and all heresies that disobey God will be destroyed in this infinite light!

Between heaven and earth, there is a lot of light, heavy white light, all of which have divine might!

It's just that what makes the heavenly messenger who descended on the earth with the true spirit in the red-haired young man's body feel extremely angry is that this bold and reckless Oriental man actually compares himself to a god, this is an unforgivable blasphemy, and he must die!

Under the milky white holy light, Li Qingchen only felt as if his whole body was on fire, so he had to hurriedly urge his true qi to run Zhou Tian and try his best to resist, but in the next moment, his body was cool again, no, it was not cool, but a kind of death-like silence!

An indescribable sense of fear hit his heart, and he looked up, and was shocked to find that in the distance, on the scorching sun, which had been robbed of half of its brilliance by the infinite white light, there was a black mass visible to the naked eye!

The great sun is thousands of miles away from the earth, and the real sun is far bigger than the whole world, and how big should the black mass that can be easily seen in the world be?

The black color, a symbol of dead silence, spreads rapidly, as if there is an invisible mouth slowly swallowing the entire sun.

The light is disappearing from the world.

Suddenly, there was a gust of gloomy wind, the wind came from all directions, although there were no ghosts appeared, but there was an indescribable sense of gloom, tens of thousands of people in Chang'an City all looked up at the sky at this moment, staring blankly, their eyes were blank, as if they were robbed of all their sanity by an invisible force.

Li Qingchen suddenly turned his head to look around, because just a moment ago, he actually heard the sound of gurgling water, he thought that he had heard it wrong, but before he could react, he saw a long blue river rising into the sky, filling the sky!

In that long blue river that penetrates the sky and the earth, Li Qingchen seems to have seen countless people who are indulged in it, unable to extricate themselves, and can only struggle in pain in the river, they are opening their teeth and claws, and they are constantly making silent roars, which makes Li Qingchen's scalp numb for a while.

The blue river rose into the sky and surged into the army of angels in the holy light.

The white light dimmed, and even gradually faded, and in it, whether it was those tall knights with wings on their backs, or the white war horses under their seats, as long as they were stained with the water of the long blue river, they quickly turned into dry bones, and were dragged into the river by those struggling, sinking with them, and finally being wrapped in each other by the long river, rushing back to the circular hole in the sky, blocking the holy light that fell from the sky little by little。

On the ground, Zong Neng, who was originally concentrating on reciting scriptures, suddenly opened his eyes, but saw that the scriptures suspended in front of him spontaneously combusted without fire and quickly turned into ashes, and he didn't realize until this moment that the red lotus karma fire entered the body, like a mud cow into the sea, quietly, not only that, but after he saw the terrifying scene around him clearly, the old monk couldn't help but blurt out: "This is not the Nine Shadows?"

The army of angels descending from the sky has all dissipated, and even the white light that penetrates the sky and the earth has been forcibly blocked back, and there is neither sun nor moon in the sky for a while, and between heaven and earth, there is only a faint green light, so that the people inside can barely see.

The entire army of heaven that descended on the earth, in the end, only the red-haired young man was left, still holding a spear in his hand, and he came to kill, but he was still a foot away from the master, and he was fixed in the air, the expression on his face was still hideous, and there was a decisive attitude, but the whole person seemed to stop thinking, and Li Qingchen couldn't see what the situation was.

On the other side, the old monk Zong Neng's body is as majestic as a gilded statue, which was originally his Buddhist practice and merits have been consummated, but at this moment, for some reason, it quickly decayed, and peeled off from its body, and before it landed, it had turned into ashes, and the old monk himself was also depressed, and for a while it was like an oil lamp withered, and the miserable appearance of the dying wood, the junior brother Zong Hai on the side was shocked.

"Senior brother!"

The old monk Zong Neng stopped Zong Hai who was trying to step forward to support him with one hand, and then folded his hands, turned around, and bowed to the old man, his tone was full of bitterness and remorse.

"Collided with the emperor, the old monk is really damned!"

It doesn't hurt that the realm falls, the old monk can practice for several lifetimes, if he falls into the realm for the sake of subduing demons and subduing demons, it is worth it, it is nothing more than cultivating for a few more lifetimes, but even the merits he has worked hard to accumulate have been cut off, but he is really panicked, and then looking at the surrounding scene, he probably guessed the true identity of this master.

The upper is the nine heavens, the lower is the nine secluded, the land of the nine secluded places, the blue and yellow springs, and the light of the sun and the moon cannot shine on it, and there, there is a netherworld emperor, who was born when the heaven and earth were divided into yin and yang, ten thousand years earlier than the ten halls of Yama that the heavenly court divided.

As soon as the words come out, the world is turned upside down, and the world is turned into nine shadows, which is something that the Ten Hall Yama can't do, or dare not do, because if you want to turn the heavens upside down, you have to bear the backlash of heaven and earth, which is enough to pull them down from the god position, but he is the only different, because he himself is a part of the yin and yang cycle of heaven and earth, and there are only a few rules between heaven and earth that can bind him.

Such a big man, even if the other party did not take the initiative to fight back, but he was just an ordinary man, and he dared to use the magic power from the Nine Secluded Land to offend the master's family, which was naturally not tolerated by heaven and earth, and the merits he had accumulated disappeared in an instant, and the old monk Zong Neng could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, just hoping that the other party would not anger Qinglong Temple again.

The old man turned his head and looked at the tearful old monk, his tone still calm.

"For Jizo's sake, spare your life and go back on your own. ”

Zong Neng directly knelt on the ground this time, and after kowtowing a few times, he stood up with Zong Hai's support and sighed quietly: "Go back to Qinglong Temple." ”

Li Qingchen watched the two brothers of the Sect Sea Master and the Pure Land monks leave together, only to feel that the backs of the three great monks looked pitiful and depressed, and for a while, they couldn't even hate it.

The dignified Qinglong Temple, one of the main altars of Buddhism in the Central Plains, has fallen to this point, and his anger has also disappeared.

The old man turned his head and looked at the red-haired young man who had been frozen in the air by his own frozen time, so he had stopped even thinking, and just raised his hand, but at this moment, Mr. Yuan Mei fell with everyone, and shouted at the same time: "If the seniors do it again, then don't blame the juniors for being polite!"

The old man turned sideways.

"Oh?"

Mr. Yuan Mei took a step forward, although he had just learned from Bai Jingque's mouth that this person's cultivation was probably as high as the sky, and he was definitely not able to match him, but he was still not afraid, and instead asked: "The predecessors didn't tell me, they first attacked my Daluo people, and then ruined my Daluo Yicheng's national fortune, and now they even reversed yin and yang, and did this act of common anger between people and gods, aren't they afraid of retribution?"

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Mr. Yuan Mei continued: "If the country's fortunes collapse and the troubled times reappear, I don't know how many people will suffer, don't the seniors want to think about it?"

The old man glanced at him and said lightly: "I have seen the Cangtian of Songhai, the years change, the change of secular dynasties, what is the difference between the blossoming and falling of flowers?"

In his eyes, it is like the ups and downs of the chess pieces in the chessboard, is there anything worth excited or sad about, not that I have seen too much, too long, so I am numb, but just like people do not care about the ants under their feet, this is the human nature.

When Mr. Yuan Mei heard this, his face became angry, and he suddenly stomped on the ground and said sharply: "Even if you are really a true immortal in the heavens and the lower realm, when you come to this world, you have to abide by the rules of my world!"

The old man no longer paid attention to him, but lightly pointed between the eyebrows of the red-haired young man, and the white light in the other party's seven orifices suddenly closed, closed his eyes, and fell to the ground.

Li Qingchen hurriedly looked at it with divine will, but saw a pure white, unpolluted true spirit leaving the red-haired young man's body and wanting to fly into the sky, and immediately understood, this red-haired young man must have been possessed by this thing before, maybe it was the "immortal" in the Jingjiao?

The immortal nether realm needs to be entrusted to the body of a mortal, which is not surprising, but now that he can't do anything, he naturally wants to return to heaven.

But how could the old man let him get his wish, and he saw that on the top of the head of the true spirit, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, in which six pillars of light that reached the heavens and the earth were clearly visible, and the light flowed, among which he saw all living beings, the beasts of the mountains and forests, the hideous ghosts, and the fierce Shura, the true spirit reacted at once, and was so afraid that he was about to escape, but he was sucked in, the whirlpool closed and disappeared, and the holy relic spear also fell into the hands of the lord.