The setting sun is shining slantingly, the setting sun is setting, and the Golden Crow Divine Bird, flowing with true flames, is approaching the Western Mountain.

The sunset illuminates the mountains and rivers, casting a hazy brilliance on everything. The mountains in the distance are inlaid with a layer of dusk light, and the fallen leaves wither and fall into the streams.

Strands of crystal clear light flowed out from the earth's veins, carrying wisps of golden soul, like stars, blooming in the dusk.

The evening breeze blows, bringing with it a hint of Beiminghai's breath, making people feel ecstatic.

In the dark green mountain forest, a slender figure pinched out his fingers, and various fairy materials flew out from his sleeves. Thousands of runes leaped, rustling in the void, and drew a beautiful field. arc.

Su Yu's black hair was loose, her eyes were deep, and she pointed her fingers like a sword, carving patterns on a piece of Nine Heavens Purple Jade King that was as big as the palm of her hand.

The light was flowing, the purple clouds were lingering, and in an instant, a vague aura of vicissitudes penetrated out, with a vast ocean-like aura, making the wilderness quiet.

After branding the ancient jade with the formation patterns in the void, and following the chaotic light, Su Yu came to another node and began to lay out the formation patterns...

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yu stood above the sea of ​​clouds, with a cold light in his eyes, overlooking Duanmu City below, with an illusory star map behind him.

Looking carefully, those star maps actually corresponded to the nine big stars in the outer space, drawing countless stars.

With his formation level and Origin Technique cultivation, he deployed the incomplete Imperial Formation and the Source Heaven Formation into one, which was enough to suppress the entry-level Saint King.

This time it was not as simple as borrowing the earth vein dragon energy. Su Yu also drew the power of the stars and prayed for the power of Jiu Yao to form a chaotic formation!

In the way of source magic, if you step into the realm of source heaven master, using the stars as a formation is just a constant shadow, nothing...

At the gate of Duanmu City, many monks were coming in and out. Some guards were wearing black armor and riding strange ancient beasts on their crotches. Their auras were very powerful, guarding the city wall.

Unlike the turmoil outside, it was very calm here, and the monks under the Immortal Stage did not feel much difference.

In a restaurant in a market alley, several monks were sitting together. They all belonged to a small sect and were discussing recent major events.

"I heard that a big force appeared in the north and annexed many big religions."

"It was the Ziwei Divine Dynasty that defeated the coalition forces of various religions and almost became the lord of Luzhou. Even Dongsheng Shenzhou started a war."

"Unifying Luzhou, no force has been able to do this for tens of thousands of years. Those big forces cannot surrender so easily!"

"Do you think the Ziwei Divine Dynasty will come here? This ancient city has not experienced war for many years. I heard that some people from the Ziwei Divine Dynasty are hostile to the Taiyin Divine Sect. Maybe... .”

Hearing this, a young man was a little puzzled and said: "Having hostility? The Taiyin Divine Sect is the inheritance of the Human Emperor. How dare the Ziwei Divine Dynasty risk the disapproval of the world to attack the descendants of the Human Emperor?"

According to the ancient history fabricated by the Duanmu tribe, the Human Emperor of Taiyin founded the divine religion and passed it down for millions of years. However, it was robbed hundreds of thousands of years ago. The descendants of the Human Emperor were massacred by alien demons, leaving only one princess.

When life was in ruins, the ancient ancestor of the Duanmu tribe mended the cracks in the sky with one hand, repelled the alien demon and the marriage of the Taiyin princess, continued the inheritance of the Taiyin tribe, and was the perfect man to rebuild the world...

Seeing the little monk's confusion, the others shook their heads.

The other party has not yet left the Taiyin Territory, and he still thinks that the Duanmu people are descendants of human empresses. Once he goes out and wanders around, he will know that some of the ancient histories circulated in this territory are ridiculous.

"The true descendant of the Queen of Humanity is gone!" A young man in black robe sneered after drinking the sake.

"How is that possible, senior brother, you are talking nonsense again!"

The young man was puzzled and felt that his senior brother was hysterical.

"Talk less here..."

An old man sighed and prepared to change the subject, but it was already too late.

Hearing the discussion at the next table, a black-haired young man looked surly and a little unswerving, scolding: "What do you know about a bunch of ignorant people? Even if the Ziwei Dynasty defeated the coalition of religions, they would never come here.

"Also, Shuzi, you just said that the descendants of the Human Queen are gone? How brave you are!"

This young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his cultivation level was almost the same as that of the others. He was in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, but he spoke extremely arrogantly and looked at these casual cultivators with contempt in his eyes.

Hearing the rude remarks made by the other party, a young man in his 20s looked downcast and unhappy. He wanted to stand up and say something, but was held down by others.

"Don't be presumptuous, look at his sleeves."

The young man glanced at the boy's cuffs and saw a black moon symbol, feeling horrified.

This is the pattern of the Taiyin lineage, and the opponent is actually a member of the Taiyin God Sect.

An older man stood up with a smile on his face and said with a smile: "We are just talking nonsense, hoping that you will atone for your sins."

"snort."

The thin lips of the black-haired boy pursed slightly, and the black moon on the cuff of his right sleeve shone with light, and he said coldly: "A group of monks from a small mountain sect dare to talk about the imperial clan. They really don't know how to live or die. I won't give you any food today."

Lesson, you untouchables don’t even know what the last names are here!”

As he spoke, he pointed his finger, and in an instant black and cold divine power flew out, condensed into a beam of light, and pierced the young man's right hand.

"ah......"

The young man screamed, blood flowed from his right arm, and all five fingers were corroded, exposing the pale bones.

"You have passed, even a divine envoy cannot be so unscrupulous!"

Another monk was dissatisfied and complained for the young man.

"Peng!"

The black-haired boy stood up, took a step forward, shook his arm, knocked him down, then stepped on his chest and said coldly:

"Having the courage to speak out even though you know my identity, have you lived a good life too long?

"You must know that without the protection of our Taiyin clan, you casual cultivators would have been captured by other forces and used as cannon fodder. If you don't care about the kindness of the Imperial clan, you will harbor resentment and deserve to be killed!"

The next moment, he took out his fingerprints and prepared to teach the other party a lesson.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, the monk looked frightened and begged the emperor for mercy, but the black-haired young man's eyes were cold and stern, and he did not stop at all.

Seeing this situation, the monk laughed miserably, seemed to let go of everything, and said sternly: "Hahaha, Ziwei Divine Dynasty, Changsheng Ancient Taoist Temple, and the Renwang Palace have all issued proclamations to avenge the descendants of the Renhuang, Duanmu, you can't be so rampant. ....."

"puff!"

A crystal silver sword pierced through the heart, emitting cold light. The monk's mouth and nose bled, and he died on the spot.

The black-haired boy had an indifferent look on his face. He sprayed out a stream of lunar water from his mouth to dissolve the man's corpse, and then looked at the others indifferently.

"Those who rebel against the party, it seems you all deserve to die!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, countless crystal raindrops fell, falling from the clouds one after another, bringing an autumn rain to this area.

Immediately afterwards, thunder and arcs danced, lightning flashed across the sky, raindrops fell, and a majestic heavy rain suddenly fell, and screams were heard from a restaurant, which chilled the hearts of countless monks.

A palace issued a divine order to hunt down the unruly people, and the Taiyin City that originally entered and exited was also closed, as if a storm was about to come...

In a temple, a group of elders from the Taiyin Sect gathered together in a solemn atmosphere.

"My Lord, three more great religions have issued messages of conquest today..."

An old man in black clothes looked heavy, with a hint of gloom in his brows.

The sound of rustling rain and the continuous sound of flying thunder and purple lightning outside seemed like God was roaring and raining down fire from the sky.

"Who are they?"

The Lord Taiyin has a cold expression. He is a middle-aged man, very powerful, with silver hair like a waterfall, deep eyes, and a black moon ring behind his back, like an ancient god.

"Baihu Village, Guanghan Tower, the First Demon Sect!" Elder Xuanyi's voice was low, and with every word he said, the look on his face became more sad.

The weight of these great religions is too heavy, they are all immortal inheritances, and behind them are the Imperial Clan of Beidou and ancient sages, how can they stop them.

"Where is the envoy we sent out?" The Supreme God Lord of the Duanmu Clan walked out of the darkness and said coldly.

His hair is as white as snow, his eyes are as bright as lightning, and his energy is high. He is over three thousand years old, and his life span is about to end. His strength is unfathomable. He is the Taiyin King of the previous era. According to legend, he has already passed away. Unexpectedly, now Still alive.

"messenger......"

Elder Xuanyi sighed, Taiyin God Sect indeed sent three envoys to visit the Beidou Imperial Clan, but...

"As soon as Lao Qi walked out of the Taiyin Domain, he was hit by three divine lightnings. Everyone who accompanied him died. Those people went too far..."

Another Supreme Elder with silver hair and silver eyes spoke weakly.

Hearing this news, the other elders in the temple looked angry and were a little angry.

Those people from foreign lands are too strong. In fact, the Duanmu clan also wants to surrender and does not want to use weapons rashly. However, the Imperial clan of Beidou wants to settle some old scores from more than 100,000 years ago. It is really disgusting to want to take advantage of them.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a thick dark purple thunder hit the city wall of Duanmu City, splashing a huge purple light spot, which looked very beautiful.

The ancient Taiyin City was flowing with black light, the black light was falling, and some ancient carvings on the city walls all lit up, shining brightly and looking extremely sacred.

"Compared to one-fiftieth of the flawless Imperial Formation, such incomplete formation patterns can block a saint, which is considered extraordinary, but it can only go so far!"

Above the thunder sea, Su Yu stood with his fingers pinched, his expression extremely cold, his hands danced, forming chaotic thunder seals, and began to trigger the tribulation thunder...

"well!"

The Taiyin King looked up to the sky and sighed. There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but he soon calmed down and regained his indifferent expression. He said: "Get ready to awaken your foundation. This time it is really a crisis of genocide!"

Lord Taiyin nodded slightly, with complicated thoughts. He glanced at the elders and said nothing more.

Facing the threat of saints and imperial weapons, there is no point in saying more, we can only fight to the death!

After the two people with the highest status left, the oppressive atmosphere in Lingque instantly dissipated.

"Great Elder, is there no room for relaxation?"
To be continued...