Above the Nine Heavens, the place where the Qi of Infinite Immortals and Demons gathers. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For many monks in the Land of the End of the Law, the wanton wind and gang aura here can be said to be the most dangerous and terrifying existence in the world.

Even if you have cultivated to the realm of a grandmaster, you don't dare to come here easily, otherwise, if you are not careful, you don't know how many unpredictable things will happen.

It is said that in the past, a large number of unbelieving monks broke into this place, wanting to see the real mystery of the land of the end of the law. However, in the end, there are very few people who can come back.

Moreover, from the books and records they left behind, all that everyone can get is a few words that are completely unclear.

The "whirring" wind swept by, mixed with the fierce wind between countless heavens and earths.

Not to mention flesh and blood, even if the things of gold and stone flew here, under the sweep of these terrible winds, they would be turned into countless powders in an instant.

However, with the time between heaven and earth at this time, an obscure fluctuation slowly came.

Above the Nine Heavens, in the void, a pair of big hands slowly tore open a crack like a gate.

Dressed in a black and white glossy robe, a handsome face with infinite coercion and infinite divine might.

As the visitor gently stretched out his hand, a lone lamp swirled and flew out. Between the lights, the infinite heat wave turned into a bright red air cover, slowly enveloping the figure.

Even if the masters of the Grandmaster Cultivation Realm encountered Gangfeng who had to abolish their hands and feet to solve it, at this moment, it was under that aura hood, and it was dissolved in bursts.

"In the land of the end of the law, above the nine heavens, there is no existence of Gang Qi?"

As Chen Bailu quietly overflowed his divine sense, he found that compared to the Xuanhuang World, above the Nine Heavens here, although there was an infinite wind sweeping through. But I don't know why, but there is no trace of anger at all.

"The power of these Gangfeng varies in size, and some of them even converge back and forth, forming a large-scale Gangfeng storm. In turn, its power is even more terrifying than that of the gang.

But compared to Gang Qi, after all, this Gang Feng is still missing three points of purity, three points of refinement, if the monk wants to forcibly absorb Gang Feng to replace Gang Qi to refine his Yuan Shen, I am afraid that he will die without a place to be buried.

However, this wind in the sky just happened to be my help, otherwise, if I wanted to deal with those monks in the land of the end of the law, it would take a little more effort and feet. ”

Speaking of which, behind Jiang Feng at this time, the phantom of the Nai He Bridge loomed. The Lethe River that flew out of the Nine Heavens was like a spirit snake swimming away, and where it passed, countless winds were like flies that smelled fishy, and they began to follow one after another, and they did not enter the Lechuan River.

As the terrifying aura in the Lethe River swelled out in waves, countless unjust ghosts turned into countless ashes under the waves of wind.

At this time, on Chen Bailu's cheeks, beads of sweat began to glisten at some point.

"Even though there are two True Gang Wuji Bone bonuses, is it still a little too reluctant for the sixty-three-story forbidden Nai He Bridge to absorb the Gang Wind and quench the real Lechuan River?"

Seeing that the Lechuan River seemed to be a little unsupportable, as Jiang Feng's roar came out, the next moment, behind Jiang Feng, a Bull Demon Phantom that seemed to come from ancient times roared with infinite shadows.

In an instant, within the void that I never knew, endless demonic qi fell from the sky. Like a storm, it fell into Chen Bailu's periphery, as well as on the Nai He Bridge and the Lechuan River.

"Hoo ......"

A slight gust of wind swept through, and this time, though small, it came from above the Lethe River.

"It's done!"

There are one and there are two, as Chen Bailu began to concentrate on refining the infinite wind with the Lechuan River.

At this moment, above Qingshui City, between the skyline of the city's head, and between the five great grandmasters, there has been a battle fluctuation that can almost destroy the world.

The swordsman is tall and straight, and would rather bend than bend.

At this moment, the great Confucian king Mingyang stretched out his hand, and an index finger sketched a few strokes in the void. A sword word was drawn in the air, and there was an endless storm when it landed.

When Wang Mingyang pointed out, in an instant, the boundless violent sword qi, with a kind of momentum that carried the power of the world and broke the army of ten thousand victories, roared towards the peach blossom Taoist priest who had already turned into a peach tree god in the distance.

At the same time, the Ziyang Daoist and the Gufeng Master also each urged the Xuanfa, and in an instant, between the Yin and Yang Divine Light and the Buddha Gate Ming Wangye's fire, they also strangled towards the Peach Blossom Daoist.

"Swinging the sky, why don't you make a move?"

Seeing that the waves were indifferent, it was like sitting on a mountain and watching the tiger fight. At this time, the master of Gufeng was the first to refuse to give up. As soon as he started, he had already opened his mouth to drink.

"Dang Tianbo has never disdained to join forces with others to fight the enemy with swordsmanship, my long sword, unparalleled, proudly self-reliant. ”

At this time, the Peach Blossom Daoist let out a long laugh, and then said loudly: "To deal with you, why bother so much, let you see the true power of the Yellow Turban Array!"

The moment the words fell, in the void, above the phantom of the gods transformed by the peach tree. Countless rhizomes flew out one by one, and after the roots were rooted in the ground, an astonishing aura began to flow out in all directions.

At the same time, above the four directions of Qingshui City, the four protectors of the Yellow Turban Sect, as well as many of their disciples, sensed an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"The Four Spirits Infinite Array, this is the Great Venerable who has launched the Peach Blossom Divine Tree, I will quickly inject mana into the Divine Tree, and help the Great Venerable to completely annihilate the enemy. ”

However, at this moment, after Lu Qingshan heard the shouts of his subordinates, a cold and bloodthirsty luster flashed across his cheeks.

Then, a piece of the supreme classic mantra of the Yellow Turban Sect slowly flowed through his heart, and after a while. The phantom of a hundred-armed **** platform was already high above him, hanging behind him.

"Hurry!"

With a shout, the next moment, as the other Yellow Turban Sect disciples expected, they did not infuse mana into the Peach Blossom Divine Tree.

On the contrary, countless sword qi between the visible and the invisible, Dao Dao roared, and attacked the unsuspecting Yellow Turban Sect disciple Zhou beside Lu Qingshan.

It's just a blink of an eye, blood, unwillingness, screams, and cracked primordial spirits, which have filled everything here.