The top of the heavenly realm, the black stone altar.

There was no one on the altar, only a scroll of ink and jade scrolls connected by silver wires, floating on a small table.

Between the voids, there seemed to be ripples flickering, and in a flash, a tall boot stretched out from between the ripples.

The yellow crown of the Taoist uniform stepped one step away from the true form of the image, standing in front of the black jade brochure.

This step is established, and the bamboo crown on the head of the elephant is tilted back, and a wisp of purple smoke rises from the top door, and the shadow of the double carp dragging the cloud car can be vaguely seen.

This phantom shadow flashed in the purple smoke, and then hit the jade slip headlong and disappeared without a trace.

As the purple smoke came out of the body, there was no previous intention of moving away from the true form of the elephant, and he only stretched out his hand, and his fingertips touched the cool and warm black jade album.

In an instant, a ray of essence flew out of the black jade brochure and stepped straight into the chest of the true shape of the elephant.

After getting this essence, he left the true form of the elephant without saying a word, and his body turned around again and disappeared without a trace.

If there is a clear-eyed person peeking from the side, he can see clearly, but that essence is a brilliant spiritual talisman. Speaking of which, whether it is the gossip priest or the twelve doctors, these Xia Yuan Taiyi Jun who are born from the true form of the Fu Seal are gods, and the formal way of driving is one Fu and one order, and the Fu is to be pursued. Unless he cultivates to the realm of his predecessor, Xia Yuan Taiyijun, he is distracted and transformed, and the five city real people, gossip priests, and twelve doctors are unified into a whole, so that he can read and move orders, like arms and fingers.

After receiving this talisman from the true form, he immediately turned around and left from the black stone altar.

Only this time, a pair of eyes were staring at it, not moving for a moment.

It was Wei Ye.

When Wei Ye punched the talisman used to command the gossip priests into the chest of the true form of the elephant, the perspective of the true form of the elephant was shared with Wei Ye.

Without Wei Ye's ability to preside over it, there would be no clarity in the vision of the true form of the image, just like a mirror blessed with techniques such as the Circle Light Technique, reflecting everything in front of him. Blue sky, white clouds, clear water, bluestone, this kind of color, for a real form of the seal is meaningless, away from the image of the real form, there are only two concepts: light and dark.

For example, now, the true form of the elephant shuttles between the snow talismans, and what Wei Ye sees in front of him is the cold light of the Dao Dao flying around. And those dark and slightly humanoid shadows in the distance, needless to say, are naturally a group of unlucky eggs who have been sealed in crystal clusters.

And the pillar of blue and white light that was rushing down towards the top gate of the Elephant True Form was the thunder sword that the real people of the Five Cities sacrificed!

There was a loud bang, and the true form of the elephant was just hit by this thunder sword. The bamboo crown, Taoist robe, and magic sword that Wei Ye gave it were all stirred up by a majestic force in an instant, revealing the true face of the Elephant Divine Monarch.

At this moment, a fist-sized one-eyed eye appeared in the thunder light.

It seemed to be an eye embedded in the void, eyelashes, eyelids, all of them were guarded, and their pupils carefully looked at the True Talisman of the Elephant Divine Monarch.

Although it was only one eye, Wei Ye felt that there was no disguise in that look of disgust, hatred, and the killing intent that wanted to kill the main master who was manipulating the true form of the Elephant Divine Monarch.

As this strange eye appeared, if the surrounding snow talisman sensed, the frost and snow swept away, and it attacked and killed that strange eye!

However, the strange eye only closed suddenly, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only the tattered Elephant Divine Monarch True Talisman still in place.

A moment later, this Elephant Divine Monarch True Form Talisman was sensitive, and it slowly moved with the wind, still flying towards the top of the Heavenly Domain.

Wei Ye stood on top of the Black Stone Scripture Altar at this moment, beckoning the wind with his hand, and with his movements, the Elephant Divine Monarch True Talisman that had been blasted by the Divine Thunder flew in front of the Immortal Warlock.

Don't dislike this true talisman has reached the point where the spirit is sloppy and almost scrapped, as soon as Wei Ye's sword trick is introduced, the true talisman stands in front of him, and then it explodes!

The True Talisman turned into a little spark and flew away, but a blue and white thunderbolt appeared from the True Talisman. Thunder Light was shaped like a snake, aiming at Wei Ye deadly, as if he wanted to devour it and was willing!

It's a pity that Wei Ye just stood in front of this thunder light that could definitely kill him to the scum, and his expression was extremely relaxed.

I couldn't help but feel that the immortal warlock was not easy, because most of this thunder light was wrapped around a simple broad-bladed straight knife. Ren is soul-devouring thunder light writhed several times, trying to break free from the shackles of this ancient iron knife, but he still couldn't do it.

On the contrary, it is this ancient iron knife, with the flash of thunder, the dense mountain clouds on the blade appear more vivid, like thunderclouds around the lonely peak, as if you can faintly hear bursts of thunder.

In Wei Ye's eyes, he saw a long-dormant sword qi rising from the ancient iron knife, which resembled a Jiao but not a Jiao, not like a normal dragon species, but a thunderstorm all over the body, and the evil aura was rampant.

This ancient iron knife is the prison thunder knife that Wei Ye got from Dong Zhuo.

Looking at the broad-bladed straight knife that was gradually born in this vision, Wei Ye's face was undeserved, and he said lightly: "In the past, Dong Zhuo asked Cai Zhonglang to identify your origin, and that old gentleman only said that it was a weapon forged by Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu. Dong Zhongying's guy also doesn't learn and has no skills, but he is destined to return, and he will become an overlord. Who knew that there was such a mystery hidden in this ancient iron knife...... Prison thunder, isn't this what it means to seal the thunder into prison?"

The immortal warlock was full of emotion here, but the Hell Thunder Knife was a mutation, with the lightning flashing, there was a faint purple light flowing between the blades, and the originally dim iron was also reflected with a faint purple gas, which seemed mysterious and inexplicable. And for every point that this purple qi is deep, the thunder light will be reduced by one point.

Later, the purple light on the Prison Thunder Knife scorched, but the thunder light did not exist at all. After another cup of tea, the purple light on the Prison Thunder Knife was gone, but if you take the Prison Thunder Knife in your palm and look closely, you will find that in this ancient iron knife, there is a faint sword qi fluttering, although it is triggered but not triggered, but even Wei Ye feels like a poisonous snake dormant, always wanting to burst out of the blade and choose people to devour.

The immortal warlock tried to swing the Hell Thunder Knife a few times, but he saw the sword wind whistling, and there was no trace of mystery. Wei Ye had no choice but to shake his head and said with emotion: "Although it is said that my Daomen Yushi and the blade left by the overlord of Western Chu should be considered inconsistent, not to mention that your original master was cut by me with a sword." But I finally let you swallow this thunder and lightning essence, you as a guest, you must always say 'thank you for your hospitality', right? There is not even a polite word, and sure enough, it is the same character as the stupid overlord back then, and he really belongs to a mule, and he doesn't know how to distinguish between ......good and bad."

Without saying a word, the whole body of the Hell Thunder Knife rose with purple light, and an electric snake attacked Wei Ye!

However, before the lightning could reach the body, the immortal warlock's sword trick was pointed at, and the lightning was written, but it drew a true talisman that was different from before.

Between the fingertips, I saw a purple-haired and blue-eyed protector god will show his form, and there is a big pearl of fists embedded in the crown of Wu Ben on his head and the elephant god monarch, and the pearl light reflects the place, and the shock hexagram charm appears, which is the true shape of the earthquake elephant god king.

Looking at the newly formed Earthquake Elephant Divine Monarch True Form Talisman, Wei Ye nodded and circled around the Earthquake Elephant True Form.

This Earthquake Divine Monarch is in true form, wearing an indigo cloud thunder robe, holding a magic sword in one hand, the sword body is covered with thunder seals, and the other hand is holding a crystal green stone axe, and there is a faint flash of blue and white lightning at the blade of the axe.

Relying on this true form, the immortal warlock looked at the Prison Thunder Knife in his hand and chuckled: "If someone else is suddenly attacked by you, maybe they will give away half of their lives, but this trick is not very easy to use in front of me!

He teased and joked here, if the prison thunder knife had spirituality, it made a sound of knife roaring again and again.

Wei Ye didn't bother to bully such a psychic object, and flicked his index finger on the blade of the knife: "Although I am not your Heavenly Destiny Sword Master, if you still want to absorb some thunder and lightning essence, you will honestly listen to my orders." Only honest people are good children, and only good children can eat candy!"

After that, the immortal warlock didn't care whether this psychic ancient iron knife could understand his gossip or not, raised the Hell Thunder Knife, and sent it towards the chest of the Zhenxiang True Form.

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.........

Just when Wei Ye was busy rectifying the true form of the earthquake, above the sea of Xuanyun, Han Zhong connected the white deer cloud car and turned into a white rainbow that passed through the sky, crossing the sky above the ice crystal pontoon.

As Bai Hong blocked, the ice crystal pontoon bridge that was damaged everywhere under the attack of the snow rune was even more vigorously impacted, and it was scattered into several sections in an instant. As the ice crystal pontoon bridge shattered, there was no wind and waves on the sea surface for a moment, and between the waves, countless black-armored Mo sword warriors standing on the pontoon bridge were knocked into the water.

As these Mo sword warriors fell into the water, countless whirlpools appeared underwater!

The water flowed into a vortex, and the power of Pei Ran Mo Yu was born, and these black-armored warriors were dragged underwater!

With just this change, I don't know how many divine soldiers under the command of Helan Gong have been buried!

Although I couldn't see who was doing the blame underwater, the two black-clothed ghost officials who were playing flags lifted their bodies in the air, and suddenly shouted: "Han Zhong! Fan Li! Now that Shangshang Taiyi Jun is about to return to the throne, the positions of Shangyuan, Zhongyuan, and Xiayuan Taiyi will also belong to Shangshang Taiyijun, you can't wait for the fairy spirit to take a photo, relying on the Sanyuan Palace in the Taiyi Purple Room and transforming, why bother to go against Shangshang Taiyijun? Repent and stop the snow charm and water array, and we will promise you on behalf of Shangtaiyi Jun that you will have the hope of liberation!"

The white rainbow that Han Zhong turned into was silent, but Fan Li's ridicule came from the sound of the waves: "Your Helan Gong, it's nothing to pretend to be the prince of the upper class, it's nothing more than a delusional person...... It's just a delusional bird. However, in order to invade the Taiyi Purple House, you should do the math, how many blood sea filths and unjust souls he has introduced from the human world? If such a fierce god is allowed to ascend to the position of the Supreme Taiyi Monarch, seize the Sanyuan Palace, and occupy the Taiyi Purple Room, how many killings will he have to create?"

Listening to Fan Li's sneer, the black-clothed ghost official didn't care, but just chuckled: "The people who assisted Gou Jian and conquered Wu Tu back then, but now their hearts are so soft? ”

Before the black-clothed ghost official finished speaking, he was interrupted by Han Zhong with a cold shout: "The left and right are nothing more than upside-down dreams, confusing people's moods, such nonsense, it's better not to say it." ”

was interrupted by Han Zhong, and the black-clothed ghost official was not annoyed at all, but suddenly burst into spring thunder, and shouted loudly: "Whether it is a reversal of the dream, please look at it and find out!"

In the shouting, the pieces of ice floe scattered on the surface of the sea rose in response, reflecting the colorful phantom light against the skylight, if someone is looking at this wonder at this moment, no matter what else, the eyes will be blinded by the strong light!

However, between the colorful streamers, the ice surface is connected, faintly turning into a huge square mirror made of crystal.

Above the square mirror, there is a statue of Helan Gong with a human head and a bird's body, supporting his head with his wings, with a playful and evil expression.

And in the mirror, there is a scene that is completely different from the sea of clouds.

It was a solitary peak towering into the sky, and there was a golden temple on the summit.

Gold is the platform, gold is the temple, it looks so dazzling, and it is good to be vulgar.

In front of the Golden Palace, there were no guards, no maids, no kings, no ministers, only a man with hair in a yellow cloth robe and a half-ricketed body.

Needless to say, that is Zhang Jiao, the great sage and good teacher of Taiping Dao.

This leader of the Central Plains Daomen, who now has a few heads, has an apricot-colored scarf on his head, his face is indifferent, looking at the clouds on all sides of the lonely peak, and he is not moved by the golden palace that satisfies the interests of all the nouveau riche.

And at this moment, the clouds suddenly parted!

Separated from the clouds were two great stars, far opposite the Golden Temple.

In the light of the sky, these two big stars did not have the slightest idea of disappearing, but became brighter and brighter, getting closer and closer to the Golden Palace!

It wasn't until they approached the Golden Temple that they could see clearly that they were not two big stars at all, but a pair of eyes that burned as if they were eternal.

It was so huge that the golden temple standing on the lonely peak was like a miniature toy to the owner of the eyes. And Zhang Jiao, who stood in front of the Golden Palace, was not even a miniature carved villain.

Then these eyes rose towards the clouds, and half of the sky was deformed by its body, and the clouds, the lonely peak, and the golden temple were all uneasy because of the arrival of this dweller.

It was a golden dragon.

Its dragon whiskers were raised high, like a dragon mane condensed with golden light, and it was staring at its horns.

Generally speaking, when people walk through the ridges, they don't care about the ants that don't know whether they are dead or alive and in the way. Unless the ant climbed up to the instep of his foot even more unknowingly, and bit down violently at the behemoth in front of him.

But for some reason, the golden dragon's star-like eyes seemed to read the anger of being bitten by ants.

Despite the anger that was manifested through the phantom, this dragon power still plunged the Sea of Xuanyun into a wordless uneasiness.

But Zhang Jiao was unmoved, still speaking in his slightly northern accent and slightly too sharp voice, and said: "Is this you? That's right, it should only be Huanglong who is entrenched here." How about it, do you want to listen to the Taiping Taoist and tell you what is the essence of Taiping?"

All right...... The Great Sage and Good Teacher is the Great Sage and Good Teacher, who can turn half of the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty into a popular place for Taiping Dao in a few years, how can he do it without two brushes in preaching?

Even the statue of Helan Gong on the top of the square mirror, that smile seemed to become a little stiff, and then the picture of Zhang Jiao preparing to start teaching the "Taiping Sutra" disappeared.

However, still undying, the statue of Helan Gong stretched out its wings and touched the mirror a little, and then the content revealed by the square mirror had a new change.

This time, it is no longer the fairyland-like sea of clouds, and there is no nouveau riche golden temple.

The first to appear was a crow, a human-faced crow with blood on the corners of its mouth.

The crow jumped with joy in the middle of a tree.

There was no green in the woods, only reclining branches sticking out in all directions. The branches and bark of the trees were covered with blood stains and blackened or yellowed raw oil. Some of the low bushes are covered with air-dried human skins.

Occasionally, a grimacing man with a beastly face, naked and sitting on the skeleton of a dead man, sliced with a knife sharpened from his leg bones, was divided into fresh or rotting corpses. On the other side, there were blood-stained skeletons throwing the dice around the grill where the living were burning.

The hellish woodland spreads out, and the extent of the woodland seems to have been groomed by a clever gardener, like an eight-leaf lotus, and it is encircling a heart-shaped mountain.

It may not be accurate to say that the heart is shaped, but it is accurate to say that it is a heart that has been split into eight petals.

On this cracked heart, on each heart muscle, countless creatures wriggled and moved. If you look closely, you can see that it is a Rakshasa woman with a thin body and a drooping chest, and a tall Yaksha ghost pawn with animal skins on her waist, diligently pushing an iron plowshare, plowing the terraces among the mountain peaks.

Yes, the terraces, the terraces made of screaming soldiers, horses, merchants, farmers, and other living creatures.

As the iron ploughshares of the ghost pawn and the Rakshasa woman pushed through, the newly squeezed blood water flowed down, converging into a murmuring river of red water, and finally poured into the basin in the center of the eight peaks.

The basin has long been watered with blood and turned into a sea of blood.

Above the sea of blood, skeletons and demons float and float, like swimming fish, around a crimson palace in the middle of the sea of blood. The color of that palace is like the finest red coral, and the palace walls and eaves are like carefully selected southern red agate.

However, between coral, agate and red jade, there are one bloody skeleton after another.

The skeleton with hollow eyes grinned silently on the eaves and tiles, not knowing whether it was mocking the builders of this magic palace or its own fate.

Only on the top of this demon palace, there was a flame like a sun wheel back and forth, and in the flames, a fire phoenix roared sharply.

Zuo Ci sat cross-legged on the back of the fire phoenix, and he couldn't see any expression on his face, only his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a terrifying essence.

"Hmm, Helan Gong, is the appearance of this group of demons dancing in your heart? What a sad scene, it's better to burn them as soon as possible. ”

With Zuo Ci's sigh, the fire phoenix spat out flames, and suddenly turned into a fire of burning evil, burning towards this piece of sin demon palace flames!