Wind and sand swept across the battlefield.
The roars on the battlefield disappeared, and all the monks and demon cultivators stared blankly at the sky, with shock on their faces.
Boundless clouds spread from the southeast, and the day turned into night. The golden light in the clouds attracted all eyes.
There seemed to be a dragon-like figure in the golden light, coming from behind the clouds. When the cultivators saw the golden light, the sky above the battlefield was filled with golden clouds.
'boom!'
Both demon cultivators and monks felt a shocking force coming at this moment.
Those with weaker cultivation levels suffered from the terrifying coercion, their hearts beat violently, and in the end they were overwhelmed, their minds were shaken, and blood spurted from their mouths.
Those who had formed a battle formation joined forces to resist, barely able to stabilize their minds, but their faces were all pale, and their eyes showed deep fear.
There are many "veterans" who have been stationed in Huangquan Road all year round. They have experienced hundreds of battles and have personally witnessed the overwhelming power of Da Zhenren and the Demon King when they fight, but they are far inferior to this momentum, and the two cannot be compared at all.
"Could it be..."
"Great Sage?"
…
The Taoist battle formation is in chaos, and what is in chaos is the people's hearts.
The Dao Sect and Gui Fang Kingdom are fighting endlessly. Chen Binghuang Quan Dao fights all the year round, most often using Da Zhenren and the Demon King.
The true king and the great sage only heard his name but never saw him.
All the cultivators knew very well that once the True Lord and the Great Sage took action personally, the situation would be irreversible, and Gu Sanji could be overthrown in just a thought.
The battlefield was already in chaos before they even saw the true face of the Great Sage, but that momentum was not directed at them.
In an instant, the clouds submerged the Zhi Altar. The colorful auspicious clouds above the Zhi Altar were shrouded by the clouds, and the auspicious light became dim.
‘Whoosh!’
In the clouds, a golden glow suddenly shot downward.
…
Shiraishi Haru.
A mountain peak within the Zhitan.
This mountain is the highest peak of Baishiji, but it is hidden by the Zhitan formation and cannot be seen by ordinary people.
Unlike other places, there is no golden palace on this mountain. It is extremely beautiful and quiet, giving it a natural scene.
There are patches of purple bamboo forest on the top of the mountain. Several bamboo temples were built with purple bamboo in the forest. The doors were closed and no one was around.
At the same time as the drum was beating, the door suddenly opened.
‘Squeak!’
No one came out of the room.
The incense burner in the room was burning incense, and there was a person sitting cross-legged on the futon. She was a Kun Taoist wearing a moon-white Taoist uniform. Her breath was vague, and her face was not covered by a gauze, but she had a strange hazy feeling.
When ordinary people see her, they won't think how beautiful she is, let alone ugly, and they will forget her appearance in the blink of an eye.
She closed her eyes tightly and was in meditation.
The sound of drums hits my ears.
His eyelids only twitched slightly, and his expression remained unchanged.
There was a sigh in the Bamboo Hall, and suddenly a red light shot out of the door and shot through the sky. Its target was in the direction of Gu Sanzhi's altar.
Its body is just a thumb-sized brass bell with a red ribbon tied to the ring.
The bell's speed is no less than that of the Great Sage, flying over thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant, but its momentum is much smaller, and people who see it will just think it is a special meteor.
…
Naka Shigeharu.
The layout of this Zhizhi altar is very different from that of Baishiji. The eight small arrays on the periphery are connected to form a large array, which is the official residence of each department of Tianshu Yuan and guards a not-too-high mountain in the middle.
There are golden palaces on the mountain, which are magnificent and magnificent.
It is located in the highest and most magnificent hall, with a golden bell hanging on one side of the door.
At this time, the golden bell rang on its own, and the bell echoed only in front of the golden palace.
The spiritual energy gathered above the Golden Palace, and a shadow appeared at the intersection, and a clear and sturdy Taoist could be vaguely seen.
The Taoist stood with his hands behind his hands, looking northward, with a thoughtful look on his face. He glanced in the direction of Shiraishiji, raised his right index finger, and pointed towards the Gushanjizhi altar from a distance.
The next moment, the figure of the Taoist gradually faded until he disappeared, always maintaining this posture.
…
Golden clouds fall from the sky.
The golden light was dazzling, and it turned out to be a dragon's tail, with glittering golden scales, falling from the sky.
All practitioners outside the governance altar can clearly see the half of the dragon body.
‘Whoosh!’
The dragon's tail pierces the auspicious cloud like a sharp arrow, just above the remaining picture of the twenty-four days of hell.
In an instant, the auspicious clouds exploded, the sky shook, and even the monks and demon cultivators flying in the sky found it difficult to control themselves and were all horrified.
Above the Zhi Altar, a section of the dragon's body penetrates the heaven and the earth, but its head is not visible and its size is unknown.
"withdraw!"
When the Taoist side was at a loss, the demon cultivators received the order to retreat.
The movements of the demon kings are the fastest. Up to this moment, everything is developing according to the layout of the great sage.
Their mission was completed, it was just a bluff before, convincing Tao Ting that Shen Ting was born.
They are no longer needed to snatch the remaining pictures of the Twenty-Four Days Prison, and they have no ability to participate.
Orders and prohibitions.
The demon cultivators retreated like the tide.
The Taoist side woke up like a dream, but it was the first time they encountered such a situation. They were in a dilemma for a moment, and then saw a red light flying from the west.
'Ring ring...'
As the red light flew by, the brass bell shook gently, emitting a crisp ringing sound.
The ringtone was not harsh, but it was heard by all the cultivators inside and outside the altar. The ringtone had a peaceful power, and those who heard it suddenly felt that their chaotic minds calmed down a lot.
Red light shot toward the altar, and the main body appeared above the altar. The streamers fluttered in the wind, and the brass bell suddenly shook violently.
Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out from the mouth of the bell, yellow soundprints appeared, and the void seemed to be distorted.
The voiceprint shrouded the dragon in the dark clouds.
At this moment, the ever-present scream came from the depths of Nie Yuan, from far to near.
Many monks and demon cultivators on the battlefield covered their ears with pain on their faces, and the screams even overwhelmed the ringing of the bells, hurting their hearts.
This world is getting darker.
The keen person sensed something strange, raised his head, pointed at the back of the altar, and said in a trembling voice: "What is that?"
The people next to him looked around and were stunned.
Under the gloomy sky, some special patterns appeared out of thin air, such as fine water waves stacked up layer by layer, exuding a black luster.
"This... seems to be Lingyu?"
"It's wings!"
"One wing! Only one!"
…
The exclamations kept ringing out.
They finally saw clearly, and the sky there was covered by the wings of a ferocious beast.
Fierce beasts are also monsters. According to common sense, except for some weird ones, they have at least one pair of wings.
But from their position, they couldn't even see a single wing, let alone the other one.
Suddenly, the sky fell!
The monk's breath unconsciously stagnated as he looked there, and a feeling of endless depression surged into his heart.
It wasn't that the sky fell, but that the wings flapped, seemingly very slowly.
'call!'
The wind suddenly picked up.
The flapping of its wings was no less powerful than that of a dragon's tail. The black feathers swayed, and a ball of black wind gathered under the wings.
In the blink of an eye, this violent wind turned into a hurricane, covering the sky like wings and swallowing up the brass bells and voiceprints.
The ring tone suddenly became much weaker.
at the same time.
To the northwest, the sound of thunder was deafening.
Dark clouds form in the east, black feathers cover the sky in the north, and the sky in the west is occupied by gray lightning.
Countless lightning bolts may seem chaotic, but their goals are very clear, heading straight for the Zhi Altar.
'boom!'
The first gray lightning, also the strongest one, struck the void on the west side of the Zhi Altar.
At this moment, stars fell from the sky.
It was not night at this time, but stars were appearing high in the sky, and the stars were countless.
In other places, the starlight might be extremely bright, but now it seems extremely dim.
However, the Milky Way is still clearly visible in the sea of stars.
The stars in the Milky Way shone brightly, shooting down a ray of starlight, and then the surrounding stars also shimmered one by one.
Starlight fell from the sky, illuminating the battlefield and meeting at the location where the first starlight fell.
At this moment, thousands of stars shine alone on this place.
The starlight merged and turned into a warm jade color, and immediately condensed into a jade talisman.
The jade talisman is no more than three inches long, small and exquisite, and can be called the most transparent jade in the world.
On the surface of the jade talisman, faint starlight flickers, which cannot be clearly seen because the runes are changing all the time, as if all the stars in the sky are included in the talisman.
The jade talisman trembled slightly, and just as it was about to shoot towards the altar, gray lightning suddenly struck.
'Boom!'
The area around the jade talisman suddenly turned into a gray thunder field.
Although the jade talisman cannot be destroyed easily, it seems to have fallen into a huge thunder cage.
The Monster Drum cannot control the ferocious beasts it attracts, but it can barely use the instincts of the ferocious beasts to secretly guide them to motivate them, but that's all, and the time is very short.
However, in the plan of the great sage of the monster clan, this little time is enough!
'boom!'
The dragon's tail penetrates the auspicious clouds.
From the sky, you can see a deep hole appearing in the center of the auspicious clouds, and the dragon's tail has penetrated through several layers of illusion.
The golden light inside is dazzling, and between the golden light there are auras of other colors, as well as countless strange fragments, which converge into a storm, which has terrible destructive power and can tear apart everything around it.
The great sage forced his way into the altar of governance, and as soon as the dragon's tail reached it, the mirage of the altar was immediately turbulent.
The dragon's tail is at the center of the storm.
Chaos means that the remaining magical powers from ancient times are gradually being activated, and even a powerful sage would not dare to stay at the governance altar for too long.
The golden light on the surface of the golden scales keeps flashing, like a needle that fixes the sea, desperately inserting it straight into the healing altar.
A huge shock to the government.
With the storm as the center, chaotic fluctuations mixed with golden light erupted and spread to the entire governance altar.
Everyone in the governance forum felt this terrifying fluctuation.
Before Qin Sang and Zuo Zhenren could recover from the roars of the two ferocious beasts, they were shocked by the next scene.
At this moment, the storm deep inside the Zhitan has not affected them yet, but they have already felt the pressure.
Moreover, as the illusion on the upper level was gradually invaded by the storm, they could faintly see claws and claws in the chaos, which was shocking enough!
'boom!'
'boom!'
'boom!'
…
The dragon's tail is unstoppable, piercing through layers of illusions.
At this moment, the old Taoist priest guessed Gui Fangguo's true intention and made a prompt decision, swinging the fly whisk upwards in his hand.
The silk whisks grew wildly, shooting into the black and yellow air above.
'Hoo! Hoo!'
The black and yellow energy rolled back and crazily gathered towards the heavenly hell in the middle.
"Hurry up!"
When opening the Heavenly Prison, be prepared in advance and cast the spell quickly, but collecting the Heavenly Prison is not that easy.
The old Taoist priest had already sensed the terrifying pressure from above, his eyes were about to burst, and the joints in his palm holding the fly whisk cracked.
As the black and yellow energy shrinks, the outline of the remaining picture gradually recovers.
At this moment, the Xuanhuang Qi suddenly solidified, as if bound by a force.
The old Taoist priest only felt that his connection with the residual map of the Twenty-Four Heavens Hell had become extremely weak, and he was about to lose control of the residual map, and he was suddenly shocked.
He flicked his sleeves, and dozens of spiritual talismans shot out from the cuffs. The power of the spiritual talismans was activated and shot towards the remaining map of the Twenty-Four Heaven Hell.
He still wanted to struggle and compete with the great sage of the demon clan for the remaining map of the twenty-four days of hell, and was unwilling to lose this treasure in his own hands.
At the critical moment, he even thought about whether to fight to the death to snatch the Demon Drum.
However, Ruoquan Zhenren and others have already seen the situation clearly.
They were fashionable in their heyday and did not dare to face the Great Sage. Now they have cut off their cultivation and fallen into the cave. A slight aftermath can make them die without a burial place.
This is no longer a matter of sacrificing life for justice.
Even if everyone present sacrifices their lives, they still can't stop the demon clan's great sage from snatching the remaining map.
Even if the old Taoist priest puts away the remaining pictures of the Twenty-Four Heavens Hell, he will not be able to escape far and will still be dead.
We can only hope that the True Lord can take action in time to force the demon clan's great sage back.
"The Great Sage is here! He is invincible! Let's go quickly!"
Master Ruoquan screamed.
The three great masters mobilized the altar with all their strength, changed the direction, and without caring about anything else, led the battle formation to retreat outwards.
The old Taoist priest finally came to his senses. He looked at the broken picture with a complicated look on his face. He looked up to the sky and sighed, and put away the fly whisk ruthlessly.
The old Taoist priest was the core of the battle formation. He made up his mind and the speed of everyone increased greatly.
As soon as they exited not far away, they felt the golden light dazzling them, and looked up to see a large golden hole appearing above them.
A dragon's tail cuts through the illusion.
The demon king in white and other demons gathered together early with the demon drum, and all the demon cultivators looked at the dragon's tail with enthusiasm and excitement.
‘Whoosh!’
The dragon's tail suddenly threw out a golden light.
The black and yellow energy was dispersed on the spot and turned back into a small fragment, which was caught by the golden light.
The dragon's tail rolled up the broken picture and the monsters, ignoring the frightened Taoist cultivators in their hearts, and suddenly took it back.
Even though the great sage of the demon clan didn't bother to look at them, that golden light still made the Taoist cultivators miserable.
They tried their best to escape, but in the end they could not escape the aftermath of the golden light. They suddenly felt a powerful force hitting their bodies, and they spurted blood on the spot, turning into flowers scattered by the goddesses.
The four great masters tried their best, but they could only protect the Taoist masters, and their troops would inevitably be killed or wounded.
The dragon's tail was retracted, but the golden cave did not disappear, and the storm in the altar tended to intensify.
Unlike the previous explosion of golden light, the Great Sage of the Demon Clan truly shook the foundation of the governance altar and broke the balance that had been maintained for many years.
Starting from the illusion pierced by the dragon's tail, the power of ancient supernatural powers fueled the storm and continued to spread. More illusions were affected, and the foundation was shaken, causing greater chaos.
Peace no longer exists!
"not good!"
Zuo Zhenren came out of his daze and exclaimed.
Even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could tell from various signs.
The old Taoist priest and others are in the center of chaos at the moment. If they cannot escape in time, they will be in danger.
‘Whoosh!’
Zuo Zhenren didn't even have time to greet Qin Sang and hurried to meet him.
Qin Sang did not follow Zuo Zhenren, but looked deep into the Zhi Altar, his face ashen.
This chapter has been completed!