In ancient times, a true god died in a place high in the sky and the clouds were dim. His spirit remained and turned into a pillar in the heavenly realm, reaching up to ten levels of blue sky and reaching down to the endless sea. The mottos on it were self-generated and the meaning of the Tao was awe-inspiring.

At that time, people were afraid of it and used it as a jade rule to restrain themselves.

Later, when Emperor Fuxi unified the divine race, he saw that this stele was bright and clear, with a square and round shape, so he named it the stele of heaven. He also wrote hundreds of laws and regulations with Taihao pen, which were the rules of the sky. The gods followed it like a standard, and the world of heaven became more and more visible.

Orderly.

Over the years since then, the laws of heaven and the gods have been added one after another. Today, Emperor Langgen has tens of thousands of them. This place where the pure places in the hearts of the gods have truly become a "pure place".

At this moment, the tenth heaven that had been silent for several spring and autumn periods was relit with exquisite frost flowers.

The scattered ice crystals are like mist and snow. They are not as pure and pure as they appear. They are as dead as a dead tree that has been cut down and discarded. It carries the chill of late autumn, leaving the coldness and coldness of the blade, and it suddenly disappears.

It can destroy the soul and consume all three souls and seven souls.

This is Shuangzang - the blade of death hidden deep under the crystal surface. It cuts off all life in dreams. Looking back, there is no way to cross the river of forgetfulness.

This was the second time in Dongjun's life that he saw the beautiful sight of frost falling in the clear sky, and he was the one who resisted.

This is also the second time Weiai has used Shuangzang in front of others after practicing it, but it has lost its former pride.

Dongjun's body burst into flames, and he said: "You know, although Shuang Zang has few opponents, the True Fire of the Sun is not one of them."

"so what!"

Wei Ai no longer left any room to speak and charged forward.

One is a rare opponent, and the other has been silent for thousands of years. When the two meet, it is a fierce battle.

When the ice-colored frost flowers that appeared on his forehead due to the use of Frost Hidden quietly disappeared, and the frost bloom in the sky stopped, Wei Ai's eyes fell on the half-section of the sky monument shrouded in golden flames.

Dong Jun also looked at the ruined sky monument. After a long time, there was a slight expression on his face, like self-deprecation or doubt, but it was definitely not regret.

"It turns out that you pretended to be lured away by me, and that was your idea!"

He originally wanted to lure Wei Ai to a secluded place to deal with him alone, but he didn't expect her to have already made plans, so she planned to break through the void and reach the tenth level of the sky. She also turned against the guest and induced her to use the true fire of the sun to destroy the sky monument during the fight.

The heavenly monument engraved with the divine code...

The true sun fire that has not advanced to the golden flame of the sun is still restrained by the true fire of taiyin. However, the moon god has already gone against the sun god, and this matter has developed to an irreversible point.

Looking closely at Dong Jun, who looked relatively calm, Wei Ai felt that something was amiss with him. He couldn't pinpoint what was wrong specifically, so he had to attribute it to the fact that it was difficult to recover from flooding.

Even if the Heavenly Monument was damaged, even if Dongjun did it unintentionally, the Emperor of Heaven would not let him off lightly due to his temperament!

With half of her wish fulfilled, she gathered her thoughts and immediately said the words that had been pressing in her heart for a long time: "The cause of the past is the result of today, it's just the result of karma!"

"Karma and retribution..." Dong Jun thought about it for a moment and suddenly laughed, "Oh, what a good karma and retribution!"

Wei Ai thought about the agreement he had made with someone before, and although he felt a little regretful that he could not kill this person with his own hands, he did not go any further.

"Just leave you to the people of Zichen Palace. I believe some people will enjoy the taste of you being executed as a sinful god in front of all the gods in the heaven."

She left these words and turned to leave, but Dong Jun's question suddenly came from behind her.

"She just said one sentence, and you remember it to this day?"

Wei Ai's figure froze, she knew exactly who the "she" in Dong Jun's words was.

At that time, Luo Xia's seemingly casual words made her realize something. Soon after, she discovered the last secret of Snow Burial, and then practiced Frost Burial.

Although she said it unintentionally, she always remembered this kindness in her heart, so when someone came to her to join forces in designing Dongjun, she agreed without much hesitation.

Wei Ai pondered for a moment, without looking back, and asked him with a hint of sarcasm: "How much do you remember?"

The people behind him didn't answer for a long time. I don't know whether they were reminiscing about old things in their hearts or trying to find a way to solve the current predicament.

Wei Ai sneered in his heart, did not stay for a moment, let the fire behind him swallow up the monument, and then rode the wind away.

While the snow is falling, the war is raging.

Compared with the life-and-death tensions elsewhere, although the atmosphere here in Zhiying is equally enthusiastic, there is no decisive battle between life and death.

Qiang Wu, who escaped from the rocks and ice and snow, smiled proudly: "Little goddess, your wishful thinking is wrong this time!"

Zhiying glanced at the rocks and smiled without saying a word. He then looked back at Zimu, who was lying softly on his shoulder, and thought of the god Weiyuan who was implicated by his innocence.

The spell on her body made her indifferent to life and death, but her understanding of good and evil remained unchanged. After thinking about it, she said to Qiang Wu: "Lord God Lao told Lord Weiyuan that the war gods are proud of fighting today, and they regard swords as their own."

It's like an arm, but in the past when the way of swordsmanship was not established, could it be that it would only trap one's body and not be able to get out?"

Qiang Wu tasted it carefully, and finally his face straightened, he nodded and said, "I've written it down."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of ice blades came towards him from the opposite side, and he shouted: "A sneak attack!" The two of them fought again.

The ink and snow were like catkins, flying freely in the vast sky and earth. Not long after, a signal came from the heaven to withdraw the troops.

Zhi Ying left Qiang Wu behind without hesitation, and turned back neatly, no matter how meaningful the look in his eyes was.

Xiao Jinwu, who came back a step ahead of her, asked Lu and Shenjun with a solemn face: "What's going on?"

Lu and Shenjun were also a little confused: "I don't know, but the stone seems to be -" He suddenly bit his tongue with his eyes open, and it took him a while to recover from the shock. He stopped talking and spoke stiffly to him and the man who had just returned.

Zhi Ying said, "We'll talk about it when we get back!"

Seeing them coming back early, Lord Wulan's face changed drastically. He looked at Dongjun and said to Lu and Shenjun: "What happened? Why are you back so early?"

Dongjun was thoughtful, and Lu and Shenjun, who were a step behind, shook their heads slightly and motioned for them to go in before talking.

Several people entered the main hall, and Lord Wulan couldn't wait to question Dongjun.

"What's going on? As the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, you must give the soldiers a reasonable explanation."

Dong Jun was silent for a while, then turned around and looked at the several generals one by one.

There was a hint of schadenfreude in Lu and Shenjun's sympathy, and there was a hint of relief in Wulan's suspicion. Little Golden Crow raised his chin provocatively, and only Zhiying looked at him calmly, and his black and white eyes did not seem to care about Xianchen.

He was dazed for a moment, then quickly hid himself, and then slowly said: "You guys go out, Wulan stays."

Several people looked at each other and all but the Lord Wulan retreated.

When Yu Lu and Shenjun were separated, Xiao Jinwu asked: "Why are you unhappy when it's done?" He immediately thought of Zi Mu who had been killed on the way, "Because of that brat?"

"That's right." Zhiying told Xiao Jinwu his guess.
Chapter completed!