And with the big seal next to the Wanli Bell of Love, thousands of winged snakes were born in the moment of falling.

There are also giant axes that slash the mountains, roaring nine-headed true dragons, and treasure nets that are refined with real water of heaven and earth to store all things in all directions.

One of these treasures can almost become a self-defense treasure at the level of Dao Zun, and this time, dozens of them were born at once.

What's more, there are thousands of flying swords and Taoist treasures around these treasures. The power of their gatherings also makes people feel trembling in their hearts.

But these things gathered together, like overwhelming attacks, but were cut into two pieces by the sword light.

It is as big as a treasure tripod like a mountain, as small as a flying needle like a human hair. It is as strong as the treasure made by the nine-refined magic iron, and is as soft as the soft silk transformed by innate true water.

These rare treasures, which were usually rare, were cut into two pieces by this sword mark, and fell down like scrap metal.

For the desperate generals, although treasures are important, no matter how good the treasure is, it is not as important as their own life.

It would be a good thing to save your life in the fight, but unfortunately, the sword mark had no sign of weakening at all, and it was slashing towards them again.

If they are slashed by this sword mark, not only are they, but also millions of heavenly soldiers and giant boats behind them will collapse.

The Taoist priests have practiced for many years, but no one is willing to die at this time, but the situation at this moment is no longer something they are unwilling to solve.

"The power of the law is the power of the law." A four-tribulation old Taoist priest was filled with sadness.

Although the laws of the Great Dao and the Great Dao pattern are only two different characters, there is a huge difference between the two.

Just as many people had closed their eyes and were waiting for the invisible sword marks to kill them like autumn leaves, the sword marks sweeping across the four directions approached Fang Ling, wearing a blue-clothed dress, appeared.

Fang Ling waved his sleeves, stretched out a treasure map, instantly wrapping the sword marks that rushed towards him in a crazy manner.

Originally, the sword light that was dying and never returned, lost its murderous intention when it fell into the treasure map.

The sword marks without murderous intent were almost reduced by more than half. After rushing out of the treasure map, they disappeared silently into the sky.

Taibai Daojun didn't care about the life and death of those heavenly soldiers and generals. To him, these heavenly soldiers and generals were actually just ants.

The most important thing about the Dao Lord’s fight is the Dao Lord. This is like tens of thousands of ants, but it is not as good as a flame of Tianpeng.

The anger in his heart suddenly rose a lot when he looked at the handsome young man. A hundred years ago, he had never seen him with his eyes, but he did not expect that in just a hundred years, this person could become his confidant.

"Fang Ling." The long sword in Taibai Daojun's hand was not swung out again, but his whole body was like a long sword, an extremely sharp sword that could cut off all things.

Fang Ling looked at Taibai Daojun, and a trace of coldness rose in his eyes. He clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Taibai, long time no see!"

Since the soldiers and generals of the Heavenly Court besieged Lingyun Sword Sect, Fang Ling and Taibai Daojun were the commanders of both sides. They had seen each other many times through the infinite Sumeru map.

But Fang Ling said it was not bad. Although the two met, they never spoke, so it was not wrong for Fang Ling to say that he had not seen each other for a long time.

Taibai Daojun looked at the disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect who were fighting desperately around but were besieged by a large number of heavenly soldiers, especially his Taoist level spiritual consciousness, and in an instant, he could feel dozens of Lingyun Sword Sect disciples died in front of him.

"Fang Ling, dare to fight fairly with me!" Taibai Daojun stood on his long sword, his voice sounded in the void like thunder.

The disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect who were originally fighting desperately looked at Fang Ling and Taibai Daojun. The heavenly soldiers who were desperately surrounding and killing the disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect also looked at each other at this moment.

The supreme commander of both sides and the Taoist lords of both sides are a decisive battle for everyone.

Unfortunately, when Taibai Daojun shouted this sentence, Fang Ling had already said lightly: "Why should I fight fairly with you?"

"Look at it, I have more people than you, my strength is stronger than yours. Now I am in a position of victory, why should I fight fairly with you?"

Fang Ling's voice was not high, but Fang Ling's answer was extremely calm.

The Taoist Lord Sidi, who was already staring at Lan Hong Daojun, had a smile on his lips at this moment. The Lord of the Tianyu Palace, who was standing with Taoist Lord Tianshuang, laughed even more at this moment.

Her charming and charming smile made Daojun Tianshuang feel very uncomfortable, but fortunately, Daojun has the self-control of Daojun after all, let alone Daojun practicing the Dao of Ice and Snow.

Taibai Daojun was stunned by Fang Ling's answer. He originally thought that Fang Ling would refuse his separate invitation to fight. After all, they were all Taoist, and they were all people who wanted face.

What's more, Fang Ling is now one of the four emperors of the Heavenly Court. As the king of the Heavenly Court, he should pay more attention to his own face.

He didn't expect that Fang Ling would reject him so simply, so rudely, and so unreasonably.

How is it possible? How could Fang Ling refuse? Does he really want the dignity of a Taoist king and the face of a Taoist king?

"Fang Ling, are you still a Taoist lord? Do you really think that you can defeat me by bullying the less?"

Fang Ling didn't say anything, but in his eyes, there was a sneer, but a sneer. His extremely cold Taibai Daojun said: "Bullying the less is always much greater than the chance of defeating you by myself."

Fang Ling said this sentence so calmly, but after hearing this sentence, Taibai Daojun almost vomited an old blood.

Damn, can you chat well? I'm stimulating, you're too straightforward.

"Okay, OK, Fang Ling, since you don't have the courage to fight alone, let's go together. I'll let you see today. Even if I'm alone and dealing with you waste, it's not a difficult thing."

When Daojun Taibai said this, he pointed a long sword in his hand and said with disdain in his voice: "The Four Emperors of Heaven, I am all a group of people who bully the few with the most. What kind of heroes in the world are you?"

"The four emperors of the Heavenly Court, bullying the few with the more, and being so arrogant as a monkey, it's not as good as a bullshit!" A disciple of the Lingyun Sword Sect suddenly shouted loudly. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!