In the sky, Qingming is already at its limit.

Qingming was only promoted to the realm of True One after the 49th level of disaster. In terms of mellow cultivation, he was more than one level of power than Li Dou. It was quite amazing to face the inhuman pressure and be able to last for half a quarter of an hour.

Later, any increase or decrease in power would cause a great shock to the Qingming sword curtain. He had completely fallen into the rhythm of Guyin, and it was extremely difficult to get out.

It is also because of this that he is extremely sensitive to the extent of the fireball's expansion and contraction.

As another wave of sword energy was swung out, the pressure in front of the Qingyan barrier suddenly faded at an extremely fast level. Qingming almost instinctively stopped radiating the sword energy, but it could not withstand the dislocation of pressure conversion, and choked out a mouthful of blood, and the internal organs were inevitably traumatized.

All the light quickly dimmed, the void was empty, but the temperature rose by another level. At present, the huge fireball was condensing inward steadily and resolutely and greatly.

The occasional reverse agitation of the huge fireball is also very mild, but it emits a high heat that makes people's flesh burn.

The flame tail ejected from the surface of the fireball seemed to be controlled by some suction force, showing a twisted arc coiled around the outermost layer. Once occasionally, the color of the flame seemed to be lighter, revealing a light green light.

"It has been confined to the extreme. What will she do next?"

It seemed that the worst situation that was imagined appeared in front of me. With Qingming's cultivation, he was confused for a moment and unconsciously looked back at Luo Qichang and others, hoping to get some tips.

But, no good idea is there for others?

The roar of the sword energy stopped completely, and only the rumbling roar of the slowly rotating fireballs remained in the sky. This was caused by the countless flames inside, the explosion of energy and the gathering of thousands of similar sounds, and finally formed.

The invisible shock rolled over the hearts of all the masters and wiped out their wills one by one.

"Clang—"

The Xinzhao Magic Sword returned to the sheath of a clear sound, and Qingming blocked this wave of sound killing that eroded people's hearts in his way.

Of course, the difference in courage and color between cultivators in this world exists, but no coward will ever enter the realm of true one!

Without corresponding enlightenment, how could there be the current level!

Mr. Bancheng moved to Luo Qichang, looked at Qingming, who was lonely in the void ahead, and smiled and said, "I have experienced more than ten tribulations, but this time I am unique."

Luo Qichang looked back at the old friend who had been in love with him for more than a thousand years, and also smiled: "It is indeed more interesting than the 49th Tribulation, and it is also done neatly."

After all, I sighed that my family was not prepared enough.

The lay Buddhist Bancheng smiled and said seriously: "The disaster is coming, brother. With one sword in hand, why worry about not being able to break the disaster and verify the practice of thousands of years?"

"This is natural." The sword emperor raised his thick eyebrows, and his usual arrogant and graceful words showed his words. "Brother Hu sees me losing my skills!"

At this moment, at the core of the fireball, the gentle and gentle voice of the ancient sound came out: "The heavenly power has passed, and all the merits are in my hands. The ancient sound is not talented. I hope that the body will transform into the master level and prove the good or bad of the heavenly way with fellow Taoists of the sects, and also see the magnificent scenery of the changing of heaven and earth and the changing of the country."

Every word in the words is clear, like a pearl walking on a jade plate. The surroundings can hear the truth. However, the object of the ancient voice is not only them, but the rest of the voices are swaying into the void, and it is like an invisible place, scattered everywhere.

When I listened carefully, there was a wave of whispers as thin as mosquitoes, which filled my ears. No one could tell the twists inside, but the voice came in clearly and reached my heart. With the strict spiritual defense of the masters, it could not stop its penetration.

"The soft sound of heaven and earth... Is this ancient sound really a god who stays in the world and a golden immortal who lands on the ground?"

People at high altitude naturally knew that when the ancient sounds were opened, all the vitality in the sky and the earth, whether it was free from the ridges of heaven and earth, or hidden deep in the forests, soil, water flow, and even in the human body, responded slightly.

All kinds of responses may be extremely subtle, but the gathering of hundreds of millions of scales is enough to change the color of the heaven and the earth. This is exactly the origin of the so-called "the soft voice of the heaven and the earth".

Such supernatural powers have always been rare in this world. Generally, they can only be manifested when a great practitioner ascends in the sun. The nearest one is naturally Zhong Yin's journey.

Thinking about the person standing in front of you, who is like Zhong Yin, how could you not sigh in your heart?

However, the purpose of Gu Yin's magical power is not just a demonstration.

The sound of the sound is not over. At the extreme distance between heaven and earth, some people laughed. The rolling sound waves flowed with great spirit, as if they were hurricanes blowing through the sky, or like huge waves soaring on the sea. In terms of magical powers, they may not be as mysterious as the "slight sound of heaven and earth", but they are full of momentum and can even compete with ancient voices.

It turned out to be the old demon Kunpeng!

It is rare that this demon can become more and more courageous as he sets down, and dares to appear again.

Some people think so in the sky, but some people look deeper: Kunpeng is invisible early, would he want to reap the benefits of the fisherman?

Or, it was just that Gu Yin spoke, the sound of heaven and earth was silent, and all the fluctuations of energy within a radius of thousands of miles had nowhere to escape, so he pulled him out?

No matter what, judging from the current situation, Kunpeng must be on the side of the cultivators of various sects. No matter how badly he is, he will not be able to hold back. The masters have no worries in their hearts.

The laughter was not over yet. The huge body of the old demon Kunpeng was approaching. He had been hiding beside him for a long time. He was as clear as the situation here. He laughed again and again: "Gu Yin, you are indeed talented, are you going to kill us here?"

He seemed to be sarcastic and showed weakness, but he did not give in at all. He clearly showed that he shared the same hatred with the monks of various sects, and determined his own camp.

Before Gu Yin could respond, he saw another figure coming from the air. He was slightly smaller than Kunpeng, but he was also majestic and arrogant. It was Li Douliang who was severely injured by Gu Yin just now.

The righteous master's face was pale, but his eyes were not exhausted. I don't know what method he used. No one here could see through his injuries, and only knew that he would have the power to fight again.

"Can the seven people work together to overcome this disaster?"

More than one of the people present had the same thoughts in their hearts.

At this moment, the old demon Kunpeng laughed again: "I came from the East China Sea and saw that the great situation was broken at this moment. Without the power of the heavenly tribulation, and without you in charge of the center, the 100,000 scattered cultivators were like 100,000 pigeon dogs, and they were scattered in a blink of an eye..."

After saying this, several monks who were concerned about the sect felt relieved.

However, there was another change in the sky. The big fireball surrounding the ancient sound made an "empty" sound, and then the outer layer split, and millions of flames gathered into huge petals made of six flames, which slowly bloomed.

The petals are still in the end, and the second layer is rising. Nine layers are connected, with sparks leaping, magnificent and gripping.

The masters do not value this gorgeous appearance, but they really want to see if there is any inner connotation of the changes in the heart of the sky, so they look at it very carefully.

After the nine-layer red fire lotus petals bloomed, the figure that Gu Yin had long been missing in the center appeared in the middle. She was still wearing white clothes, but the bun on her head had been opened, and her hair was loose, making it rare that it was smooth and smooth, lightly gathered on the shoulders and backs, quiet and graceful.

The fire has not dissipated, and only a circle of light belts paved with shattered Mars around the female cultivator, reflecting her beautiful face, making people dizzy. However, Gu Yin's dazzling spirit has never been above her appearance. Faced with the mockery of the old demon Kunpeng, she responded indifferently: "Since the formation of the evil spirits, two sect leaders, twenty-four real monks, and several seriously injured, the East Sea demon couplets gathered and dispersed again, which is enough."

A sentence not only choked the old demon Kunpeng, but also made the hearts of several masters around him bleeding.

Gu Yin still didn't give up, her starry eyes shining, sweeping across the faces of the masters one by one, and her face showed joy: "I originally wanted to wait for you in Xuanhai, but I didn't want the situation to intensify, so I could only make hastily arrangements in the East China Sea. Fortunately, although accidents frequently occur, God has not bullied me too much, so I still gave me a chance."

No one asked a stupid question like "what opportunity" but they just adjusted their breath and cleared their minds in order to prepare for the life-and-death battle in the near future.

However, near the ancient voice, the energy of heaven and earth was constantly moving in a very rebellious manner. The invisible repulsion generated by this greatly interfered with the flow of the qi of the monks. Everyone seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and it was difficult to exert force.

Everyone in the sky was a master of controlling the energy of the heaven and earth to form a major expert in the field of self, but they did not want to come to the end. Instead, they were restrained by Gu Yin using the same but higher-level methods. They felt awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they felt that Gu Yin had control over the huge power that they had farther than their estimates.

At this time, Gu Yin raised her head slightly, as if observing the sky, and then smiled and said, "In the early years, because of a great regret, I reflected on the principle of the operation of this world, and discussed and discussed with a person with great powers and came to a conclusion."

"At the beginning of the separation of the sects, hundreds of schools of thought contend, stars shine, and humans say that there are three thousand weak waters, and only one scoop is enough to prove the best of heaven. However, after the sects were passed down, people's hearts were insufficient, and they still felt that they were not enough to prove the truth, and they wanted to benefit a hundred generations. When they were passed down again, they felt that the paths were endless, that there were few disciples, and that the cost was insufficient... They were all mixed and turbid flowed everywhere."

"And since the thirty-three sects were established, the great power of Tongxuan has not changed for tens of thousands of years. Even a pool of stagnant water cannot rise even if it is a turbid current. Everyone only says that the world should be like this, but they don't know that there are different worlds besides the thirty-three sects!"

What kind of world?

People want to know the prospects of Gu Yin's outlook, at least they want to know what kind of magic power the so-called "different world" can make Gu Yin desperately stir up the storm!

The tone of the ancient pronunciation did not change, and he followed the saying: "There are millions of monks in Tongxuan Realm, but with the ability to follow the opportunity, the heart of the Tao, and the gate of ascension to the immortal..."

"How many other than the five clans?" Everyone had this question in their hearts, but only the old demon Kunpeng had no scruples and directly interrupted Gu Yin's words.

Gu Yin did not respond positively, but just reached out to sweep the beard that was blown by the night wind and smiled: "If you were not for your lack of human hearts and planned to dominate the free cultivator league, otherwise, you should be the one who should stay the most - the East Sea Monster League, the idea is of no new ideas, but it can carry ambitions and can be the most beneficial supplement in addition to the aristocratic families, so that these aristocratic families can also have rise and fall, success or failure, and can also replace them with new blood."

The old demon Kunpeng sneered again, as if he was disdainful, but no one could really see through what he was thinking.

Gu Yin's words no longer have the magical power of "the soft sound of heaven and earth", but every word is penetrated into the hearts of all the monks: "The clan is the only one who stands out in one branch, but cannot occupy the huge resources of this world. Even if the random cultivator demons are just a piece of scattered sand, like the seven demons, and there are many people in the three scattered people, and the alliance guilds such as the East Sea Monster League, and even the Baigong Hall can still match their power."

"At that time, people who practice Taoism were everywhere, whether they were dedicated to practicing or enclosing land, as long as the clans did not exist forever, the alliances were not permanent, and they would rise and fall, and they would no longer have to worry about inheritance, because with the changes of monks, alliances, and family members, and the sharpening and picking of each other, countless more exciting practice methods would appear, making monks closer to the mystery of the great way and make this world more energetic. Only then can they be called the prosperous era of practice and the great freedom without shackles and imprisonment!"

As he spoke, Gu Yin seemed to have been immersed in the scene he described, his starry eyes slightly closed, and even his voice softly fell.

The masters around me felt indescribable panic in their hearts. As Gu Yin said, almost no one here wanted to listen, but they didn't know what kind of magic power there was in this sentence. After it was heard and heart, it became a kind of eagerness to move.

They must admit that, individually, it is a world that is more exciting than reality, although they do not believe that there is a possibility of existence in this world.

Li Douliang and Qingming looked at each other and suddenly smiled. They had put down the sect's sect and were ready to deal with the disaster. Now, when they heard this, they felt that the last bit of concern was clean. For a moment, the heart of Tao was clear and spotless. Even if there were wounded people, they were not hindered.

They turned their gaze to Guyin again. At this moment, the female cultivator opened her eyes and saw the different expressions of the people around her, and smiled.

Although it was late at night, the ancient sound of the infinite sea of ​​light had not yet set off. When the smile bloomed, it seemed like the flash of cereus blooming in the glazed world, which was stolen by the soul: "I will definitely not see such a free day. In fact, I will most likely not see the sun tomorrow morning. On this night, I will start a new situation with all the fellow Taoists, and give away this old world that should have been scattered and broken. How about it?"

As he finished speaking, a bright light suddenly shone in the sky, and the dazzling light of lightning teared the thin air in the sky and hit Gu Yin's head directly.

The clouds were spreading under my feet, but the lightning came from my head. This was obviously extraordinary. It was the murderous intent of heaven, which led to the bombardment of the thunder fire in the sky. This thunder was just a lead. When the thunder fire exploded, many monks in the sky clearly felt that some suffocating force was breaking through the Nine Heavens Seal Realm and poking their heads out.

Before the monks could taste the details, the thunder fire had already exploded above Gu Yin's head, and there was surprisingly no electric light sputtering.

Gu Yin reached out to hold the hand and the overflowing lightning seemed to boil into a closed pipe, with a buzzing sound, and there was a crisp sound of electric power crackling. In a blink of an eye, Gu Yin was holding a red purple spear made of light.

The people around were still surprised by the ability to use this skill of using the thunder of the thunder in his hand. The ancient phoneme trembled slightly, and the red and purple light changed its form again, shaking like a spiritual snake, and it turned into seven in the clear sound of the qi explosion. The light beam was like a pointed needle, stabbing at the seven master figures respectively.

Under the control of ancient sound, the lightning is like a long rope without length limit, whipping around, and it contains a certain intention of killing the mind of heaven. It is hidden in it and is closely connected with the qi of the masters, giving birth to great suction force, which makes people unable to escape.

Even so, a ray of thunder and fire divided into seven, and the power was nothing to everyone. Even if it was injured like a fierce battle, Qingming did not move, and took it over.

Only the old demon Kunpeng showed caution that was not in line with his body shape, laughed and rose up, using the means of changing fish and dragons to let the lightning strike, which seemed to avoid a hard collision. In fact, breaking the constraints of the killing intention was more than ten times more expensive than the hard block.

"After all, I'm not a fellow man."

At this point, all the monks who are still standing here have a determination to break through the barriers and overcome the disasters here, and they will inevitably be unable to see Kunpeng's appearance.

However, the frontal impact also stirred the old demon Kunpeng.

Kunpeng could take advantage of the change of fish and dragons to move first without thunder and fire. At this moment, a hurricane was rolled up from the sky, and Kunpeng was out of the clouds, and it was the grand spirit of the sky, forcibly tearing the flow of energy dominated by ancient voice around it, and crushing towards the female cultivator.

At this time, Gu Yin's hand had finished the electric fire. She just raised her right hand and did not see any movement. The heat waves in the void swept, and the light red sword light flew out. Wherever she passed, the light rose and the qi burst. There was even a sharp fire poison entering her body, reducing the erosion of vitality, and extremely domineering.

The old demon Kunpeng exclaimed, but was surprised that Gu Yin's method was different from usual.

Of course, Gu Yin had long gone far away from the limits of people's imagination, so it was natural to take any means. Apart from Kunpeng, Li Douliang and others did not rush to attack, but instead urged their divine consciousness to scan the surroundings of Gu Yin to find out the key to her operative power of the catastrophe.

At this time, another wave of scorching fire suddenly increased, and the generated heat wave passed on everyone's scalp. Although it was offset by the body protection real breath in a blink of an eye, the thick evil spirit contained in it seemed like a basin of ice water fell down on his head. The yin of the anode was born, and the coldness penetrated the bones, ignoring all defenses and hitting everyone's hearts. In terms of power, it was definitely not inferior to the previous wind disaster Yinzhu.
To be continued...