Li Chengqi concentrated his mind, then captured the breath and confirmed that his first perception was not wrong. He turned his head to look at Li Xi'an outside the jade tablet.

Before he could make a sound, the entire Yunduan Taoist temple was shocked and the temple was shaking. There was no way for the statue of the Hundred Patriarchs to have no choice but to stabilize the area around him first.

Li Xi'an tapped and sealed the jade plaques of Li Chengqi and Yang Lianyue with his hands.

"Are you sure? Lu Dao."

He looked around and saw that the cloud temple, which symbolized the power of the hundred ancestors of the Good Realm, was collapsing, and the clouds that formed it gradually dispersed, and the dark spirits decomposed the Taoist patterns in the Taoist temple. Li Xi'an heard something before arriving at the Yundu Temple. This temple was actually the sky seen by all living beings in the Good Realm. Going out further, it was the stars running around the Good Realm. The laws of the ancient sage maintained this world and brought glory.

After realizing the filth, he had no idea of ​​taking action, just like the hundreds of ancestors in the Good Realm.

This is the good world, and there are holy beings in the good world. If the filthy threatens the realm itself, the law will descend. Just as no creature can interfere with the small world where a hundred schools of thought contend, the law will retaliate against the disobedient creatures.

But speaking of this, the laws of the small world where the hundreds of schools of thought have weakened.

Li Xi'an originally planned to pay some price to affect the law instantly, and then brought Li Chengqi and others out. But after taking action, the power of the law surprised him. It was too weak, and the law that protected that world declined to the point where he could be torn apart.

All kinds of sinister signs.

Li Xi'an quietly put away the fetus of the world in his hand again.

The ancestors who were in the central position saw it, but did not say anything more. The ancestors' perception was extraordinary, and their souls were a little depressed at this moment. This was a disaster that was about to come and they had no energy to cause trouble. No matter how precious the opportunity could be to temper the world in their hearts and further opportunities were, they could not compare with their own lives. They lived too long, and the longer they lived, the more they cherished their lives.

Even the Jing Heng Tianlu of Tianyang remained silent.

She tempted the law and knew that the backlash of the law was enough to easily tear herself apart, but this star color seemed to be invisible. It teared the small world of hundreds of schools of thought to mean it also teared the law that enveloped the small world. With the power to tear the ancient sage law, at this moment, Jing Hengtianlu had no idea about the fetus of the world, and was only shocked by this creature.

The prince of the Star Color Populus... Is this the power accumulated by the unmeasurable years?

Li Xi'an had no energy to observe the views of several ancestors around him. The moment he got the fetus of the world, the four filthy surrounding the edge of the dojo looked at them together. It seemed that the fetus of the world had great attraction to them. Their prayer posture of the starry sky outside the world of good stopped, got up, and the statue of the gods beneath them roared.

But at this moment, the ancestor of the Good Realm attracted the bone statues he had placed in the Taoist throne. These huge creatures stood in the clouds, and the waves of spiritual aura roared layer by layer. The decaying aura could not find a chance to invade again for a moment. The powerful filth that occupied all directions stopped at the outer periphery of the Taoist yard.

This is the temple of the hundreds of ancestors of the Good Realm. After attracting the bone statue, the ancestors of the Good Realm finally gained an advantage.

After gaining the advantage, no one took action.

The hundreds of ancestors of the Good Realm are not one. They do not want to risk facing the five images. Once they make a mistake, their own land will be annexed by others.

Waiting for the arrival of the law, there is no need to fight against the filthy at the five-image level, and it quietly becomes a consensus among the hundreds of ancestors.

Li Xi'an closed his eyes silently. A star turning outside the Good Realm was illuminated, and the patterns of the ancient river map flowed on it.

This is the backhand that Li Xi'an laid before entering the Shan Realm. He lives in the big realm. Even if he relies on the River Map, he cannot move himself to the distant depth of the starry sky. Therefore, he can arrange the river map patterns in the small realm outside the Shan Realm, and can resonate and call when necessary.

The law in the small world is weak, so what should the law in the good world be?

Li Xi'an got the answer.

The extremely faint resonance of the Hetu Documents was captured, and it crossed the wall of the good world, and the law did not stop it.

The immortals were swaying, and the jade plaques sing with each other. A golden waterfall hangs above the treetops. The ancestors in the dojo could no longer see Li Xi'an's movements.

These spirits disturb the heaven and earth, covering up the transmission of the river and the texts.

Li Xi'an glanced at the jade token beside him.

The purpose of coming to the Good Realm is to obtain the fetus of the world. The purpose is to achieve it and it is time to leave. What kind of changes have nothing to do with him.

It is true that he hates filth, but it is better to say that all living beings instinctively hate such things.

But there are saints in the good world, and he is not a creature in the good world. No matter what, it is not his turn to worry about these things.

The spirit of the Yunduan Taoist temple trembled violently.

"roar--!"

The Hundred Ancestor looked at the source of trembling. The source of trembling was located in the center of the dojo, and came from the tree of Prince Xingcai! At the same time, the four filthy people on the periphery went crazy and roared. The statue burst out with a gray edge that pierced the center of the clouds, tearing the spiritual energy field constructed by the Hundred Ancestors of the Good Realm regardless of the damage.

Some powerful ancestors did not look at the shaking sacred tree, but looked up at a star lit up in the depths of the starry sky.

"Star Color!" The hanging wings spread out their wings, and the five images overlapped, and they broke through the statue of the gods in the world blocking the road. They almost instantly penetrated into the depths of the cloud-dodendron temple and arrived in front of the immortals.

They are keenly aware of the vibrations in space.

This creature is leaving!

The stars in the sky light up, attracting ancient star colors.

Its claws fell into vain, the tree disappeared, and along with the Star Color Prince, whom it hated.

The Hundred Ancestors were silent, and some of them had no idea what was going on.

However, the filth that pierced into the center of the dojo laughed. It slowly stood up straight, and the wings on the statue also spread out, casting a large shadow.

"I... still think you... have the ability to stop us... haha... hahaha!" Its hoarse words intermittently, but they stabbed into the hearts of every ancestor of the good world that they heard.

It is mocking the Hundred Ancestors.

It is said that they have the power to fight each other and be wary of each other.

On the other side, the five images overlapped, and the shadows enveloped everyone.

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"Boom--!" The dark red thundersnake rolled, and the lightning reflected half of the sky. Under the strange red light, Jing Hengtianlu raised his hand and held a slender gun.

Jing Hengtianlu's practice of practice was extremely domineering and even hurt himself. Now the filthy thing was killed on her face. She had no idea of ​​the ancestor of the good world to avoid it. Her anger surged in her heart, and she just wanted to remove this humble thing from a big deal!

Raise your hand, the dark red thunder gun fell into the ground like a comet, piercing through the sky!

In the land of the good world, dark red thunder flashes constantly.

This is the manifestation of the power of Jing Hengtianlu.

The creatures in the land of the Good Realm can vaguely see the dark red trajectory passing by, bringing lightning and destruction.

The filthy sneered, the god statue roared, the five statues suppressed, and the lightning disappeared. But the next moment, red hair dancing appeared in front of it. Jing Hengtianlu came to its side at some point, holding the dark red thunder gun in his hand, and another blow hit it directly in front of it!

"Boom--!" The filthy reacted very quickly, raised his hand to knock the lightning gun away, stretched out his hand into claws, and whistled the wings. Each feather appeared light and turned into sharp blades to stab Jing Hengtianlu.

A water abyss appears, and white mist spreads, covering the Jingheng Tianlu like a robe, resolving the sharp blade.

The next moment, Jing Hengtianlu's figure disappeared, showing a dark red thunder light colliding with the filthy wings!

The spirit spreads out to make the hundreds of ancestors in the good world feel ashamed.

The offense and defense between the two are no longer the point where the outer ancestors of the good world can intervene.

The old man who asked Li Xi'an before sighed in his heart. Finally, he had reached this point. The enemy saw the relationship between the hundred ancestors clearly. It seemed like an iron plate, but in fact it was broken into hundreds of pieces with one touch. Xingcai used unknown means to escape. Now the one who was determined to compete with the opponent was actually someone outside the domain.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the old man widened his eyes and a pale sharp knife appeared on his chest.

He didn't notice it at all!

The pale figure stood close to him and stood behind him.

"Are you not familiar with it at all? Fazu." The figure smiled.

The sharp knife that pierced the old man's chest did not shed blood or the ancestor's spirit, and spider-web-like traces extended from the center of the wound.

In the old man's heart, the law of the original good collapsed and turned into another completely opposite thing.

The old man was shocked, but after transformation, he was unable to resist!

He finally remembered what was going on in the aura floating in the clouds and why the holy law had not yet arrived.

Good world.

The law is good.

But a long time ago, the person in the good world was the evil person, and the good world was called the evil world. It was too long, and even the ancestor of his future journey could not remember this, as if this great world was originally ruled by the good law.

The evil realm is the evil law, which balances yin and yang, and alters good and evil.

Now... the rotation has begun!
Chapter completed!