The brilliant starry sky was completely divided into two halves by the five-colored divine light and the large black crack, half of which was still bright with starlight, and the other half was dyed into a colorful color by the five-colored divine light.

Today's Kong Yuan is no longer the little peacock that was kneading by Zhun Ti back then, as the so-called thought starts, everything is vain, a thought is extinguished, and the vicissitudes of life. This kind of cultivation of the half-step Heavenly Dao realm, fully exerting the natal supernatural power, can be described as domineering, and the power is monstrous.

"Buzz Rumble......

Just as the disciples of the Ji Shang Palace expected, the domineering five-color divine light claimed to be nothing but brushing, even if the huge spatial crack in front of Li Qingming blocked by him had strong spatial law fluctuations, but the moment it collided with the five-color divine light, it also disappeared without a trace, and there was not even a trace left.

This can be called a skill against the sky, which really scared Li Qingming a lot.

"The power of the rules of the five elements!" Li Qingming squinted his eyes, feeling the residual energy fluctuations after the five-colored divine light, and sighed in his heart: "This Kong Xuan of the First Yan Era is indeed a genius, even if he does not have the ability to slaughter saints in the galaxy, but in front of the Jinji Ridge, he alone blocked the golden immortals of the Sect, as well as the million-strong army of the Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid it is also a fact!"

"The thief of the teaching, suffer death!" Kong Yuan was quite annoyed when the blow missed, and this time he simply used a method similar to the golden body of Buddhism to spread the five-colored divine light all over his body, holding a five-colored long sword like a peacock's tail in his hand, and rushed towards Li Qingming. It seems that he is going to have a hand-to-hand battle with Li Qingming.

Almost at the same time, Li Qingming also greeted him with a spear turned into a bitter bamboo. He has a nine-turn golden body, and he is naturally not afraid of Kong Yuan's colorful golden body.

"Bang!"

In this way, two brilliant rays of light streaked across the sky, colliding and clashing with each other at a speed beyond the speed of light, emitting a powerful sound of gold and iron.

In the entire Jishang Palace, only those disciples who had attained the body of a saint and were brought out by Kong Yuan from the Pangu Great Thousand Realms could clearly see the confrontation between the two.

The two powers, simply intersecting with the power of the flesh, move with Tao rhyme. The style contains the killing power.

Although each intersection is just a moment of beauty. But in the end, it's a glance of 10,000 years. In just one breath, Li Qingming and Kong Yuan have already fought more than 10,000 times!

Swords, guns, fists. Palm. Leg. Finger...... Thousands of physical fighting methods were used by the two of them one by one, huge mana and rule fluctuations. Suddenly, this piece of the sky wailed in pain, and there was a monstrous wave.

"锵~~~Hum~~~"

The endless Jade Halal Yuan and the Upper Halal Yuan collided with each other, and the golden palms shook against the multicolored fists, stirring up immeasurable energy turbulence, and one after another buzzing sounds, resounding throughout the entire heaven and earth.

Not to mention that those ordinary disciples of the Ji Shang Palace were already stunned, even those descendants who had already stepped into the realm of saints had a shocked and inexplicable look on their faces.

In the surrounding void within thousands of miles, the sound of "boom ......" space cracking could be heard almost everywhere, and the entire void began to collapse completely.

Under the feet of the onlookers who were studying the Confucian scholars of the palace, they had already vaguely sensed a trace of hot turbulence, and subconsciously looked at the void under their feet.

"Oh my God, all the senior brothers, look, there is a crack in the defensive circle above our school palace, we have to hurry up and remedy it!"

"It's useless, if the master doesn't stop, then this crack will reappear even if it is repaired, and it will even cause the entire magic circle to collapse. ”

"What should I do, do you want to let the magic circle break? There are still many servants and miscellaneous servants with low cultivation in the palace, if the magic circle is allowed to be destroyed, then they will definitely not escape death!"

The entire Ji school palace was in the sky, and there was a lot of discussion when it landed.

Most of these servants and miscellaneous servants are old people who have served them for many years, and some even watched these young Confucian scholars grow up, comparable to relatives, and there is absolutely no reason to sacrifice their lives.

"Senior brother, what should I do?" Standing at the forefront, a young saint in a red Confucian robe turned his head to look at a middle-aged man in a black Confucian robe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face full of majesty.

The middle-aged man's brows furrowed slightly, and after the tea time, he said: "You wait to return to the Ji School Palace as soon as possible, go everywhere to repair the magic circle, and interrupt the battle between Shizun and the nameless thief for your brother!"

"This, Senior Brother, the battle between the master and the thief is in full swing, and all the power used is the power of rules, if you rush forward rashly, I'm afraid it's a little dangerous!" The red-robed young man hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't I go with you and let the other juniors and disciples repair the magic circle!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened, and he said, "Why don't you go quickly, don't you even listen to the words of the senior brother?"

Seeing the anger on the middle-aged man's face, the red-robed young man gritted his teeth helplessly, turned his head and said to everyone: "The disciples of the Ji School Palace listen to the order, hurry to the magic circle to repair the defensive magic circle, and be sure to repair all the cracks in the magic circle within a quarter of an hour!

"Disciples, obey the orders of the Ninth Senior Brother!" All the disciples of the Ji Shangxue Palace all knelt in the air, bowed to the red-robed young man from afar, turned into a streamer, and fled downward.

And the majestic middle-aged man had a solemn face that urged Haoran Purple Qi to the extreme, and then under the huge pressure that escaped from the fight between the two, he shuttled into the range of the battle between the two.

Looking at the two clusters of brilliance that kept flickering in the distant sky, the majestic middle-aged man's eyes were condensed, his hands were flat forward, a burst of brilliance flashed, and a roll of hemp yellow, at a glance, he knew that the bamboo slips full of ancient vicissitudes appeared in his palm.

He unfolded the bamboo slip with a "swish", and the fingers of his right hand condensed a little condensed to the extreme Haoran righteousness, only to see that he had words in his mouth, and his feet stepped into the nine palace gossip steps, and his fingers walked on the bamboo slips, and wrote down a few big words: "Shuyan, the mountains suppress the heaven and the earth, the town!"

With this soft shout of the majestic middle-aged man, the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles suddenly turbulent, and countless powers of earth system rules, mixed with thousands of aura, suddenly converged towards this side.

In just one breath of time, a large mountain with a radius of tens of millions of zhang and a height of millions of zhang appeared out of thin air on the two brilliant lights.

The heavy, almost suffocating, terrifying pressure pressed vertically downward.

The abnormal change here naturally affected the two people who were bombarding each other, their movements suddenly slowed down several times, and their bodies gradually appeared in the void. With a dull sound of breaking the sky, the giant mountain fell from the sky outside the Nine Heavens and pressed down fiercely towards the two of them.

Looking at the mountain pressed down above his head, Li Qingming frowned, and scolded angrily: "Which one killed a thousand swords? Kong Xuan, is this your disciple? Why do you even want to kill your own master!"

Kong Yuanniao didn't bird Li Qingming, and flew towards the middle-aged man in the distance without saying a word.

Li Qingming's face turned dark, and he simply turned into a green rainbow and flew away into the sky.

There was a loud "boom", and as soon as the two of them left the void, the monstrous Dayue smashed his head in the direction where they had just been fighting. The void fluctuated violently, and the surrounding firmament was shattered, and some weak places even pierced through the stars and meteorites outside the universe one after another.

After a full quarter of an hour, the smoke and dust settled, and there was still Li Qingming's voice on the other side, only a clear voice echoed between heaven and earth: "Kong Xuan, time and space rotate, world events change, do you know that today's Pangu Great Thousand Realms are the same as the First Yan Era? As for the account between you and me, we will settle it in the future! hahaha......

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, looked at the starry sky in the distance, and said, "Master, do you want to chase it?"

Kong Yuan looked at the middle-aged man, shook his head and said, "No need! Yan Hui, what's going on?"

It turned out that this middle-aged man was Yan Xingzhi's father, Yan Hui, the pavilion master of Yashige! No wonder the red-robed man called him a senior brother, Yan Hui was the first person under Confucius, so he naturally deserved the title of senior brother.

Yan Hui first saluted Kong Yuan respectfully, and then pointed to the tens of thousands of cracks that appeared again on the teleportation circle of the Ji Shang Palace below, and said, "Master, you fought with that thief in the middle of the palace before, and that flying energy caused the defensive magic array laid in the palace to appear cracks, if it continues, not only will the magic circle be destroyed, but even my Ji Shang Palace will be in danger!"

"It's because the teacher was negligent!It's just, it's just that today's things have to be done!" Looking at the spiderweb-like cracks on the lower method array, Kong Yuan sighed and said.

"Master, if we join forces to set up a magic circle to capture this fang, will we have a chance?" Seeing Kong Yuan's somewhat unwilling appearance, Yan Hui lowered his head and thought about it, and asked.

"No!" Kong Yuan refused without thinking about it: "This thief's cultivation is higher than that of a teacher, if he hadn't deliberately released the water, I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago!"

"What!" Yan Hui's voice raised an octave, and he said in disbelief, "This is impossible, Master." The disciple obviously saw that he was on par with the master!"

A complicated look flashed in Kong Yuan's eyes, and he said: "What is the same level, the five-colored divine light of the teacher contains the power of the five elements of the rotation rule, even if it is a strong person in the Heavenly Dao Realm, he can fight one or two for the teacher." But this thief didn't even care about the teacher's attack at all, and he was able to skillfully defuse it every time and fight back!

Yan Hui was silent for a while.

"Okay, let's disperse!" Kong Yuan suddenly became a little distracted, he gently waved the colorful wings behind him, and restored the universe that had returned to chaos after the collapse, looking at the full moon in the sky and said: "Master, could it be that the disciple is wrong?" (To be continued......)