Thundered!

The magnificent pillar of energy light slammed into the Great Sun Tianluo Umbrella. The mighty power of the Treasure slammed into the umbrella, causing it to slowly stop. The power of the treasure slowly eroded inside, and the majestic power wanted to dismantle the treasure umbrella.

His eyes were slightly straight, and Dari Daozun looked at this scene and nodded slightly.

"Finally, it's no longer that immature appearance, so it's easy to defeat you with all your might!"

Tai's eyes shrank for a while, and his heart was shocked, but before he could react, the Great Sun Tianluo umbrella, which was about to be eroded by the energy light pillar, suddenly lit up, and the umbrella surface slowly stretched out, bouncing the energy light pillar in the same way.

Infinite golden light radiated from under the umbrella, and two of the stabbing Taiyi and two gods shed two tears, and the bright and magnificent umbrella surface was all opened, and the infinite suction force sucked Taiyi and the Chaos Bell all in, and then the umbrella surface closed, trapping Taiyi in the umbrella.

The scorching sun true fire burned violently on the umbrella surface, and the temperature and the bright and vast Dao Yun on it far exceeded that of Di Jun, Tai Yi and Xi He. In the distance, the sun star emitted a brilliant golden light and poured into the treasure umbrella, turning into a suppressive force, firmly sealing Taiyi in the Great Sun Tianluo umbrella.

Sun Daozun tossed it lightly, and the Great Sun Tianluo umbrella swelled to the size of 10,000 zhang, floating in the star field, shining with golden light, illuminating a large area of the pitch-black star field. Then Tai ** Zun and Ziwei Dao Zun waved their sleeves one after another, throwing Di Jun and Xi He into the Great Sun Tianluo umbrella.

At this time, the star lord waved his hand and brought the three Dao Venerables into the sea of knowledge, his index finger stretched out, penetrated the space, and pointed on the umbrella of the Great Sun Tianluo, and a message flowed into the sea of consciousness of the three people through the umbrella body.

"Disrespecting the saints, speaking wild words, suppressing you and the other three for ten thousand years, thinking about repentance, I hope you and the other three will do it for themselves. ”

Then he shook his head and sat down again under the terrifying rift in space.

On the top of Yujing Mountain, a magnificent purple Dao Palace stands tall, and the three big characters of "Zixiao Palace" are engraved on the plaque, revealing an infinite rhyme of order. The blue top of the hall, the yellow bottom of the hall, the white jade pillars, and the purple steps are ethereal and majestic. On the walls of the surrounding palaces, countless innate gods are depicted in the wilderness. There are Dao Heng, Yang Mei, Luo Hu, Hongjun himself, Qiankun, Yin and Yang, the firmament, Dragon Ancestor, Phoenix Ancestor, Qingdi, Yuan Shi Tianzun, Lingbao Tianzun, Daode Tianzun and so on.

The small purple electric light of the Dao Dao flashed slightly on the walls of the palace, protecting the palace, and the small spatial cracks of the Dao Dao were torn apart by the electric light, showing its vast power, which was the divine power created by Hongjun: Zixiao Divine Thunder.

Hongjun Daoist sat cross-legged on the cloud bed in Zixiao Palace, and the purple clouds of Dao Dao were swirling around him, mysterious and profound. His eyes were closed, and he quietly waited for the innate gods who came.

Time passed slowly, and two auspicious clouds flew above Yujing Mountain. Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared on it, lowered their figures, and landed in front of Zixiao Palace. At this time, a smile appeared on the faces of the Hongjun Dao people in Zixiao Palace.

This man and woman are Donghua and the two gods of the Nine Spirits. The two of them looked at the closed door of Zixiao Palace, and each showed a different look on their faces. Jiu Ling's face showed a hint of melancholy, and his willow eyebrows furrowed slightly. And Donghua looked at Zixiao Palace, where the gate was closed, and a trace of annoyance appeared on his face.

"The two of us came from afar, and this Hongjun Daoist closed the door completely, isn't you and me welcome?!"

With a slight look in his eyes, Donghua slapped his palm, and the power of the vast and bright True Pure Yang flew out, forming a big hand, which suddenly slapped towards the gate of Zixiao Palace.

"Brother Dao, no!"

Jiu Ling looked at the Donghua Dao people who made a bold move, his face changed, and he shouted urgently.

It's just that Donghua was annoyed in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to Jiu Ling's shout, and added three points of strength to his hand.

It's just that when the Pure Yang Great Hand just approached the Zixiao Palace, countless dense purple lightning flashed, vast and majestic, and the Pure Yang Great Hand was split into countless tiny pure Yang Qi masses by it, and it dissipated.

Seeing this, Donghua and Jiu Ling's faces changed. With a straight look, Donghua pinched the seal in his hand and read the sermon with his mouth. The countless pure yang power on his fingers permeated, turning into countless white-gold spears, flashing with a warm glow, and piercing towards the gate of Zixiao Palace.

Countless Purple Sky Divine Thunder flashed densely, blocking the white-gold spear. The power of pure yang and the power of thunder fought, and the two vast and majestic forces suddenly exploded, rolling up a violent wind, and the two of Jiu Ling and Donghua who were blowing back a few steps slightly.

Suddenly, the portrait of the sky carved on the wall of the palace flashed slightly, and it actually came out of the wall. With a wave of his hand, a big banner that was illusory but pure in the sense appeared in the hand of the firmament, and with a sudden wave, a gray air flow flew out, and the Dao cyclone rotated slightly in the air flow, absorbing the aura between heaven and earth, water vapor, earth, sunlight and other things, turning into a sharp edge that cut the sky and the earth, and slashed towards Donghua.

With a shocked face, Donghua shouted, and the sword in his hand was quickly withdrawn. "Qiang!" A flash of sword light appeared between heaven and earth, and it suddenly swung out, slashing towards the flying chaotic sword qi.

"Dang!"

Donghua's face flushed with an abnormal flush, his throat surged, and he swallowed a mouthful of reverse blood again, and his feet kept retreating, sliding down two hundred marks.

The mana in his hand flowed out quickly, pouring into the sword. The cold light suddenly appeared, and Sen Ran's edge slashed through the chaotic sword qi and cut it in half. The sword in his hand danced rapidly, and countless clear sword qi flew out, tearing the chaotic sword qi that had been broken in two to pieces.

With a loud shout, the long sword was raised high, and the power of pure yang was injected into the sword, turning into a brilliant and majestic grand rhyme, and slashing out.

"A sword to the stars!"

Sen Ran's sword qi flew out and turned into a round of golden sun. The Great Sun soared, shining brightly, and slammed into the gate, and countless sharp cold rays turned into white-golden flames, flashing on the surface of the Great Sun, piercing through pieces of space.

At this time, on the wall, the figure of the Dragon Ancestor walked out of it, and a pair of golden dragon eyes looked at Donghua and Jiu Ling, and the heavy and sacred Dragon Ancestor weighed heavily on the two Yuan Shen, making the figures of the two tremble slightly, and their eyes collapsed for a while.

Then, Long Zu looked at the flying golden sun, opened his mouth slightly, and roared hard!

"Aang!!"

A loud, vast dragon roar came out, shattering a large area of space, turning it into countless spatial turbulences and smashing into the golden sun.

Thundered!

The terrifying energy exploded, the glorious Great Sun retreated, and the sharp cold light was torn into powder before it could take effect. The terrifying spatial turbulence enveloped the Great Sun, surging upward, turning it into countless gold dust and scattering it.

At this time, the remaining spatial turbulence rushed to Donghua and Jiu Ling, who were shocked by the Dragon Ancestor, and countless scars were torn on the two of them, and a little bit of divine blood burst out, fragrant and mysterious.

"Western Plain Cloud Flag!"

A coquettish shout came out of Jiu Ling's mouth, and a large white flag flew out, and the turbulent air flowed out, blocking the turbulence of space;

"Pure Yang Sword!"

Then the sword in Donghua's hand flew out, and the Dao white sword qi flew out, with a little edge, and quickly tore apart the spatial crack.

The plain Cloud Realm Banner and the Pure Yang Sword spun in the air and flew back into the hands of Jiu Ling and Donghua. It's just that at this time, the robes of the two people were covered with dust and blood stains, and they were embarrassed.

Donghua and Jiuling glanced at each other, and there was an endless exchange of information. Both of them shouted, and the plain cloud realm flag turned into the size of a zhangxu, standing behind the two, countless white clouds scattered around the two, churning and drifting. The smell of the Tao flowed out of it, and the smell was fragrant.

The Pure Yang Sword rose into the air, and a light trembling sound came out. Donghua pointed a finger, and the pure yang qi turned into a sharp edge, increasing its sharpness, and as soon as the nine spirits pointed out, the power of Xuanyin flew out, turning into a sword spine, increasing the toughness of the sword.

With a flick of his hand, the Pure Yang Sword turned into a brilliant streamer, mixed with Sen Ran's sword qi, and slammed towards the gate. The long sword is myriad, overlapping, and elusive.

At this time, Luo Hu walked out from the wall, his eyes were dark and deep, revealing a demonic intent, only to see that he first turned his head and nodded slightly in Zixiao Palace, and then his body decreased, and the demonic energy in his body flowed into the Heavenly Demon Knife in a strange way, and suddenly slashed out!

Bite!

A sword light as clear as water flashed, and the countless colorful clouds above the nine heavens and the large area of land above the earth all drew countless slender knife marks. The bright sword light flashed, reflecting the sky and the earth in a snow-white color. The blade of the heavens and the earth flashed through the world, tearing apart everything that stood in its way.

Click!!

Countless shattering sounds came out, only to see countless swords that turned into bits of light and disappeared, and the original sword light that was originally mixed with them was quickly extinguished. Then the light of the Heavenly Demon Sword flashed again, and the Pure Yang Sword trembled suddenly, fell to Yujing Mountain, and inserted it on a mountain rock.

"Poof!"

Here, when the Pure Yang Sword fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out from the Donghua Dao people, staining a white cloud red.

"How is it possible, I actually slashed my spiritual sense in the Pure Yang Sword with one sword!"

Donghua wiped the blood from his mouth, looked at the fallen Pure Yang Sword, and said in shock.

With a wave of his hand, a cloud of qi flew out around him, entangled the sword, and brought it back.

Stroking the Pure Yang Sword, Donghua smiled bitterly, then tidied up his appearance, bowed to Zixiao Palace, and said: "Poor Dao Donghua and my sister Jiu Ling came to listen to the Sage Dao together, because the Poor Dao was competitive for a while, disturbed the tranquility of the Sage Dojo, and begged the Sage to punish her! ”

A wry smile appeared on Jiu Ling's face, and he also leaned over and saluted Zixiao Palace.

"I beg the saint to forgive us for the sins of my brother and sister. ”

After a long time, the door of Zixiao Palace made a soft sound and slowly opened. Donghua and Jiu Ling's faces were happy, and they quickly stepped into it.