Pang Yue stood in the void, with the eight wings behind him stirring up the vitality of the boundless heaven and earth, turning into a hurricane that connected the sky and the earth, raging towards the rift valley.
The wings collide and make a crisp sound, like thousands of knives intersecting with each other, making a clanging sound.
Over the rift valley, countless streams of light suddenly appeared, as if stars appeared out of thin air, turning into a layer of light curtain, blocking the top of the rift valley.
boom!
The starlight curtain swayed gently, like water waves, causing ripples.
The starlight is misty and uncertain.
Pang Yue's eyes were deep and he looked down at the restricted light curtain on the rift valley, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
This dark wing tribe conquered violently, enslaved other races, and plundered endless resources, so that they could set up such a large array in the king's court.
Even the eight-winged soul cannot hope to break through this formation.
But Pang Yue is not from this world. With his perspective, it is not difficult to break through this formation.
It only takes half a day to hack into it!
"Ye Di, are you timid?"
He opened his mouth to taunt, and his voice spread with vast magic power. Even the restriction above the rift valley could not stop him.
"I heard that your princess was kidnapped by the Evil Emperor and trained as a slave. She returned after several years, but you didn't dare to go to the Evil Emperor..."
Pang Yue's voice softened, word for word, and he told a secret about Tianyu Realm.
Apart from the person involved, there are no more than three people in this world who know about this matter.
Zi Kuang happens to be one of them.
The Evil Emperor was the second master on the Heavenly Ranking. His strength was unfathomable. Except for a certain old antique from the Golden Wing Clan, he was almost invincible.
Although the Dark Wing Clan is one of the top three clans in the Tianyu Realm, the Night Emperor’s cultivation is not as good as that of the Evil Emperor, and is only ranked fourth on the Heavenly Ranking.
Back then, the Evil Emperor forcibly abducted the Princess while the Night Emperor and the Princess were traveling around the world, and released the Princess several years later.
This matter originally involved the dignity of the Eight-Winged Soul Power and the Royal Court of the Dark Wing Clan, and several people who knew the secret did not dare to spread the word easily.
Unexpectedly, today, he was exposed in front of millions of Dark Wings in the Holy Land of Dark King's Court.
"Zi Kuang, stop talking nonsense!"
A loud shout came from the rift valley.
Then he saw a dazzling sword light, suddenly rising into the sky, heading straight for Pang Yue to kill him.
Pang Yue smiled calmly, and raised the heavy sword in his hand. The light of the sword was like a mountain, firmly blocking the light of the sword.
boom!
There is a riot of air in Tianyu.
A slender and tall figure flashed out, eyes full of murderous intent, staring at Pang Yue.
This wing clan is five feet tall, handsome in appearance, and has eight black and shiny wings on his back, giving him an evil and noble feeling.
When Pang Yue saw this person, he immediately found the corresponding name from Zi Kuang's memory.
The Dark Wing Clan, the great general who governs the country, Mi Wei!
There are only thirteen of the eight-winged gods in Tianyu Realm, and they are all famous masters.
This Miwei aspired to become the Yuanshen three hundred years ago and is the youngest Eight-Wing among the Dark Wings.
The two faced each other in the air, their swords at war with each other.
At this moment, a cold and sweet female voice appeared in the air.
"General, don't fall for the trap. Zi Kuang doesn't have much life left, and I'm afraid he may have broken thoughts in his heart. Don't pay attention to him."
The speaker's cultivation level was also extraordinary. Although the distance was extremely far, the voice was clearly transmitted. There was a strange power in his voice that made people unable to help but feel convinced.
General Miwei's face was as dark as water, and he said calmly: "What the Imperial Master said is true, but I cannot tolerate this person barking here."
After a pause, he looked at Pang Yue and said, "Zi Kuang, after you have passed away, it will be time for me to send troops to the Dry Night Forest. The Ember Spirit Wings will pay a heavy price for your words and deeds today!"
Pang Yue chuckled, was too lazy to say anything, and just took action.
A huge emerald green sword light as thick as a mountain peak suddenly fell down!
The sword light was extremely sharp and thick, as if it was about to split the sky in half.
General Miwei sneered, formed a seal with his hands, and suddenly a huge starlight sword light flew out from his body, blocking the emerald green sword light.
The next moment.
The eight wings behind him flapped, and countless stars emerged from his wings, turning into a huge dharma statue hundreds of feet high in the sky behind him.
Starlight is a garment, wrapped in thick and sticky darkness, solemn, majestic, and vast, like a god, looking down at Pang Yue.
Astonishingly, it is the top secret skill among the Dark Wing Clan, the Xuan Xuan Dharma of the Stars!
As soon as the Dharma Prime Minister pressed his big hand, three star-light swords appeared out of thin air and immediately fell towards him.
Each blade was a hundred feet long and extremely sharp. Lightning flashed and plowed across the sky.
With such a sword light, even a majestic mountain with a height of 10,000 feet can be chopped into powder with one strike.
But Pang Yue showed a calm look on his face. He raised the emerald green heavy sword in his hand, and the infinite sword light surged like a river and sea. It was endless, and everyone within a radius of a hundred miles was immediately drowned by the emerald green sword light.
Within the sword light, wisps of lightning shone.
Boom boom boom boom!
The deafening explosion resounded throughout the sky, as if the sky had collapsed, and countless dark cracks appeared.
The sword light and the sword light clashed thousands of times in an instant.
The lightning is like a sea, like a tide, sweeping everything.
The three huge star blades slowly collapsed in the thunderous sword light.
The mysterious and mysterious image of the stars waved his hand suddenly, and once again released nine extremely powerful and terrifying sword lights, trying to tear open the sea of swords and kill Pang Yue.
At the same time, an extremely fast sword light crossed the sky with the power of cutting the sky and splitting the earth.
Two points of void!
Kill everything!
The starlight blade shattered.
The tall and oppressive Dharma Appearance was like paper, being split open in an instant by this mighty sword light that seemed to be able to destroy everything.
The brilliant sword light is unstoppable!
Miwei looked shocked.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?!"
Just like two people fighting each other with wooden sticks, suddenly one of them took out a sharp machete and chopped at him...
The former will hurt.
The latter will die!
The eight wings behind him waved rapidly, his body swayed, and he flew decisively towards the depths of the rift valley below.
Zi Kuang, this old yinbi, really wants to trick people before his life span ends!
At the same moment, the starlight curtain above the Rift Valley also surged with a huge and beautiful wave of light, trying to attract General Miwei.
But that brilliant sword light, with an attitude of disregarding everything and destroying everything, struck in front of Miwei in an instant.
The fierce sword intention even vaguely blocked the void around him, creating endless changes. It seemed that no matter how he displayed the changes, he could not escape the sword-light killing outcome.
Miwei's face was solemn, knowing that he could only have a chance of survival in this calamity by going all out.
He formed seals with his hands and slashed out violently.
Eighteen star sword lights appeared in the sky, and suddenly merged into an astonishingly bright sword light, and cut on that sword light with the utmost precision.
Zheng!
A thick sword sound resounded across the sky.
"Old thief Zi Kuang, how dare you!"
Deep in the rift valley, a cold yet melodious angry voice sounded.
In the dark royal court's formation, a starlight instantly burst out.