The third thousand one hundred and seventy-two chapters come from the east to the sage
As one of the ancient families that have been inherited for countless thousands of years, the Ziwei family has experienced generations of reproduction. Naturally, there are countless members of the family, totally measured in hundreds of millions. Just this family residence is like a fairyland on earth.
The area is no less than that of Yunzhou.
In the Ziwei family, almost all the powerful people in the Beginning Realm have been in seclusion for a long time. Only some young people with low cultivation are moving around, accompanied by the laughter of some children.
The entire Ziwei family showed a prosperous and vibrant scene.
But without exception, whenever these young people, or some elders in the clan, look towards the depths of the family, at the scorching purple sun hanging high in the sky, they all reveal a look of reverence from the bottom of their hearts.
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Because that scorching purple sun that shines on the entire family is the pride of their Ziwei family, and it is also the confidence that their Ziwei family can stand on the top of the holy world.
That scorching sun is none other than one of the Eight Great Saints, the Saint from the East!
The Saint Lord from the East did not live in the Supreme Temple, but sat upright for nine days, emitting thousands of rays of light from his body, looking like a purple scorching sun, reflecting the world of the heavens.
Because their cultivation has reached their level, their state of mind has already become otherworldly, and they ignore the mundane world. Sitting in seclusion and cultivating has become a daily routine. Even if the holy world is changing, few things can disturb them.
Even the changes of eternal dynasties and the rise and fall of top forces are nothing but passing smoke in the eyes of the Holy King.
"Who is so presumptuous!"
Suddenly, in the scorching purple sun transformed by the Holy Lord from the East, a deafening shout came out, and the sound was filled with an undoubted majesty.
The next moment, in the astonished expressions of countless members of the Ziwei family, the purple sun that reflected the Ziwei family disappeared, and the figure of the Donglai Saint had appeared outside the protective formation of the Ziwei family.
The sky-high purple light emitted from his body not only did not weaken, but became stronger and stronger. The blazing purple light was like a layer of blazing flames, so intense that people dared not look directly at it.
The monstrous light completely drowned the figure of Saint Lord Donglai. No one could see his true form clearly, especially the monstrous aura that dominated the world emanating from him, which made him sit high like a god.
Nine days, mighty and inviolable.
As soon as he arrived at the protective formation of the Ziwei family, Donglai Saint, who was hidden in the overwhelming purple light, saw at a glance the energy barrier that quietly appeared in the sky.
The next moment, the turbulent sky emanating from the Saint Lord from the East suddenly fluctuated violently. The dazzling brilliance emitted by the purple sun also swayed violently. The purple light that was originally as strong as the scorching sun instantly became dim.
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"This energy is not, not, impossible, this is absolutely impossible." Donglai Shengjun, who was so powerful and invincible just a moment ago, suddenly seemed to be greatly stimulated, and he exclaimed in disbelief,
The face hidden in the purple light suddenly became more dignified than ever before.
"Sage Donglai, I haven't seen you for ten thousand years. I wonder if you still remember this princess!" Fang Jing's figure appeared silently in front of Sage Donglai, and she met the mighty Donglai Sage who exuded the aura of dominating the world.
Unlike Jun, Fang Jing looked extremely ordinary. All her breath was covered, and she looked like an ordinary person with peerless grace.
The face of Donglai Shengjun hidden in the purple light suddenly changed, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "You are not dead? No, it is impossible, this is absolutely impossible. You were clearly beaten by the four of us back then.
How can you still be alive if we are all destroyed?"
Saint Lord Donglai stirred up huge waves in his heart, and in his mind, he couldn't help but replay the scene ten thousand years ago.
Back then, when he, Daotian Sage, Thunder Sage, and the owner of Ten Thousand Bones Building joined forces, they had just managed to defeat the powerful man from the immortal world in front of him physically and mentally.
For this reason, Holy Lord Thunder was seriously injured, and his injuries have not yet recovered.
But now, the powerful man from the immortal world that only the four of them could kill when they joined forces appeared in front of him again in peak condition.
How could this not surprise him?
Because beside him, there are no longer the three most powerful men, Daotian Sage, Thunder Sage, and Ten Thousand Bones Tower Master.
This made Saint Lord Donglai's heart sink instantly.
Suddenly, Saint Lord Donglai made a secret with his fingers and pointed at the protective formation below. In an instant, the protective formation of the Ziwei family burst out with shocking energy.
However, this energy did not hit Fang Jing. Instead, it seemed to be transformed into waves of teleportation power, instantly covering all the powerful people in the Ziwei family. With the huge power of the guardian formation, all the powerful people in the Ziwei family were
All clan members were sent to the Supreme Temple.
In an instant, the huge Ziwei family became empty, except for the Donglai Saint Lord who radiated a boundless light, there was no one left.
The Saint from the East suddenly appeared in front of the energy barrier that Fang Jing had laid down with the World Pen, and immediately a divine sword shining with purple light emerged, exuding an earth-shattering terrifying aura.
This divine sword is extremely powerful. As the power of the divine sword awakens from its slumber, its overwhelming momentum causes thousands of things to roar in unison, and layers of order and laws seem to flash out of nothingness.
This divine sword is truly a supreme artifact!
However, Saint Lord Donglai held the Supreme Divine Sword and did not kill Fang Jing. Instead, he slashed at the energy barrier set up by Tian Xia Bi without hesitation.
When Saint Lord Donglai struck the energy barrier with his sword, which contained the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, it did not erupt with the roaring sound as imagined. Instead, the energy barrier was violently fluctuating, releasing waves after waves.
Mysterious and mysterious power.
When this power came into contact with the supreme artifact of the Donglai Saint, the overwhelming power contained in the supreme artifact was decomposed and integrated rapidly.
"The endurance of this layer of barrier has its limit. If the four of us are here, we can break it with one strike, but right now, I am the only one." Saint Lord Donglai felt bitter in his heart, and his face became heavier than ever before.
, based on his level, it is natural to see that this layer of barrier completely separates the heaven and the earth. If the barrier is not broken, even if there are thousands of means, he cannot get in touch with the outside world.
"Hahahaha, Saint Lord from the East, did you ever think that today would happen to you thousands of years ago?" Fang Jing burst into laughter, and the momentum of the ninth level of Taishi Realm rose into the sky, and the World Pen in her hand danced, and she directly attacked Dongdong.
Come to the Holy King.
"The cause of the past is the result of today. From now on, the Ziwei family will be expelled from the Holy World." Fang Jing's eyes were cold, with murderous intent in her eyes. She rushed directly into the purple scorching sun transformed by Saint Lord Donglai.
, and launched an earth-shattering decisive battle with the Holy Lord from the East.
As one of the eight great saints in the holy world, Saint Lord Donglai is naturally extremely powerful. He holds the Supreme Divine Sword, practices Tai Zun's techniques, and masters a variety of terrifying secret techniques passed down by Tai Zun. He can be called a
The successor of Tai Zun.
And in his body, the purest blood of Tai Zun flows.
Therefore, the strength of Saint Lord Donglai is definitely not comparable to that of the left and right elders of the Thunder God family.
Not to mention the left and right elders, even some of the most powerful men in the ninth heaven are far less powerful than the Saint Lord from the East!
Suddenly, above the Thunder God family, outside the protective formation, there was an earth-shattering roar from the purple scorching sun transformed by the Holy Lord from the East. A terrible energy storm ravaged the world, destroying the protective formation below the two of them.
The impact is constantly swaying, and the energy of the guarding formation is being consumed at an incredibly fast speed.
However, no matter how fierce the battle here is, all energy storms and all movements are completely blocked within the energy barrier of Tianxiabi, and the strong outsiders cannot sense the changes here at all.
In the scorching purple sun, the coercion of god-level combat skills was heard one after another. The Holy Lord from the East had already used all his methods. Various god-level combat skills and ancient secret techniques emerged one after another, and were continuously displayed from his hands.
"The way of heaven is ideal!"
Suddenly, Fang Jing's screams were heard in the scorching purple sun. The next moment, a loud noise was heard, and the scorching purple sun emitting thousands of miles of light exploded, turning into purple gas that filled the sky and dispersed with the wind.
A figure fell from mid-air, spitting out blood, and in his hand was a Supreme Divine Sword whose color had obviously become much darker.
This figure is none other than Saint Lord Donglai, one of the Eight Saint Lords!
Donglai Shengjun is a tall middle-aged man. However, at this moment, his burly body fell rapidly from the sky and hit the guardian formation below with a "bang". The huge impact force made
The light of the guard formation flashes rapidly.
His face was pale, his brows were sluggish, the purple robe he was wearing had become tattered, and blood had already stained his whole body red.
Fang Jing floated down with the Tianxia Pen in hand, her clothes were clean and her breath was flowing into the sea. She looked calm and at ease, which was in sharp contrast to the embarrassed Saint Lord from the East.
She walked calmly and calmly in front of Donglai Shengjun, her eyes filled with coldness, mixed with deep hatred and murderous intent.
Donglai Shengjun stood up slowly, stared at Fang Jing with extremely solemn eyes, and said slowly: "Do you think you can avenge yourself by killing me? Your real enemy is not me, no.
Thunder Saint Lord is not Daotian Saint Lord, nor is he the owner of Ten Thousand Bones Tower."
Hearing this, Fang Jing's eyes condensed, and her face also changed subtly. Her cold eyes stared at Donglai Shengjun for a moment, and she said almost word by word: "What did you say?"
"Hahahaha, it's ridiculous. Until now, you still don't know who your real enemy is?" Saint Lord Donglai coughed up blood and laughed.