The chanting in hundreds of temples in Jiankang became even louder and louder.
The Buddha's light all over the sky has almost formed a substance, and many vague and gentle forces are like thousands of streams converging into the sea, constantly flowing towards one person.
This person is Xiao Yan.
As countless gentle energy passively piled up towards him, his body became more and more swollen.
He was originally far away from Ziyun and the Empress Dowager's battle group, but as his aura continued to expand, everyone in the killing scene also sensed his aura. Many practitioners in the city really
Only then did we realize that Emperor Xiao Yan was the one closest to the Empress Dowager in this city, like Mo Zong and Zi Yun.
As the ruler of the Southern Dynasties, the emperor should not have taken action, nor did he need to take action.
However, today's changes were far beyond his imagination. Even though countless vitality passively gathered on him at this time, and he became stronger than ever, his state of mind was as unstable as the stormy sea.
His mood was too chaotic, so his shots were slower than usual.
At this time, he could choose to take action against Ziyun or the Demon Sect. He might even keep Wu Guzhi, who had the lowest cultivation level among them, but at this moment, he still chose to take action against the Demon Sect.
Because he felt that his mother was under real death threat.
And he knew very well that after the Chen family rebelled, more people from the Southern Dynasties would make choices. By killing the Demon Sect, he could win as many people as possible to his side.
Of course, he needs the empress dowager, the only sage in the world, to live even more.
When Mo Zong met Wu Guzhi again, Mo Zong was filled with emotion. His true essence was changing and he was heading towards an unprecedented road, but time seemed to flow backwards, which made Mo Zong's thoughts
The same goes for Xiao Yan at this time.
It has been nearly ten years since he raised an army to overthrow the old dynasty and ascended the throne. Ten years is a long time for ordinary people. For those who sit on the throne, these ten years are even more troubled by countless things and countless things.
It will take a longer time to solve the problem.
At this time, Xiao Yan's thoughts were like going back in time. He seemed to have returned to the time when he first started his army. He had ambitions but was surrounded by enemies everywhere. He relied on his mother as never before, a secret and powerful being who ranked among the Three Saints of the South.
After many years, this feeling became less and less intense.
Especially after the Empress Dowager imprisoned herself in Huxinjingyuan, without relying on her power, the Southern Dynasties were moving forward steadily and orderly, and they became more and more prosperous.
However, at this time, the feeling of incomparable dependence on her filled his body again.
"Very good, then you should be the first to die."
A loud voice sounded.
This voice came from the Empress Dowager, but it seemed to come from heaven.
The Buddha's light all over the sky converged, the power that isolated the city disappeared, and she completely restored communication with heaven and earth.
The most important thing is that she felt Xiao Yan's choice.
Everyone can betray her, but Xiao Yan cannot.
From many years ago, she knew that Xiao Yan could not agree with her actions. However, at this time, she seemed to have returned to many years ago when she was fighting behind Xiao Yan.
It's just different from then. Xiao Yan is now stronger than before.
He Xiuxian and Shen Yue are dead. As long as mother and son are of the same mind, in her opinion, no one in the world can defeat her and Xiao Yan.
Her true energy spurted out endlessly, and the endless heaven and earth energy rolled down, forming an air current visible to the naked eye, converging towards the palm of her right hand, and then blasting towards the beautiful sword flying towards her.
Light.
So what if it is He Xiuxian’s natal sword?
He Xiuxian is dead. This natal sword has his sword intention and power, but it has no soul at all.
How can this compete with her?
There was a soft click.
This sword was faster than she thought.
Before her hand grasped the sword, the tip of the sword had already pierced her palm.
Her palms were cracked like pieces of porcelain, and some crystal Qi and blood like gems seeped out from her palms.
However, this sword finally could not move forward.
She grasped it with her hand and held the sword in her hand.
boom!
There was a huge explosion in the distance.
A giant golden shadow wrapped around Xiao Yan and flew towards where she and the Demon Sect were. This giant golden shadow looked like the real Buddha in the legend.
How could a mere demon sect defeat her and Xiao Yan's joint efforts in this city that belonged to her and Xiao Yan?
She held He Xiuxian's natal sword that had turned into a dead thing, and thought indifferently that even He Xiuxian back then couldn't.
Although Chen Ziyun finally escaped, he was seriously injured and was finally exposed to the world after hiding in the dark for many years.
Compared with her and Xiao Yan's close cooperation in fighting again, this is no longer unacceptable.
However, at this moment, she suddenly felt countless pains.
Countless pains, more painful than knife cuts, extended from the skin of her body towards the flesh and blood, and then penetrated deep into her sea of energy.
Countless golden flowers bloomed outside her body.
Countless golden flowers are like epiphyllums with true momentary glory, constantly arising and dying.
However, in her perception, these flowers were by no means beautiful, on the contrary, they were ugly demons.
These flowers were like countless demon sects pounced on her, gnawing at her body and everything about her.
Her Qi and blood, the true energy in her body, and her strength were swallowed up by these demonic flowers, and they did not dissipate between heaven and earth. These flowers were closely connected with the flowers that were constantly growing and dying outside the Demon Sect.
These flowers are the Demon Sect.
She felt sick.
Because when she sensed all this clearly, it was no different from the demon sect jumping directly on her and gnawing at her body.
Then she felt her deepest fear.
This has nothing to do with cultivation.
The current Demon Sect is like a real demon climbing to the top of the food chain.
Compared with Mo Zong, she is like a sheep, the strongest sheep. Although Mo Zong's power is not strong enough for her, he is a lion cub and a tiger cub, a being who is born to be superior to her, and this
At that time, he was rapidly devouring her flesh and blood and growing.
She originally thought that she could wait until Xiao Yan arrived and Xiao Yan's power was truly suppressed.
However, this fear made her unable to wait at all.
In fact, this time is very short.
Her voice still echoes over the city.
Chen Ziyun has disappeared from her perception. Her words were originally aimed at the Demon Sect.
She originally wanted to be the first to kill the Demon Sect.
boom!
Her trace was lost in the void.
There are countless pieces of white feather-like vitality and afterimages of vitality flying in the air.
At this moment, she poured out all her vitality without hesitation.
All the golden flowers wrapped around her and growing inside her were shattered by her.
The endless vitality of heaven and earth pouring in from the surrounding heaven and earth continued to gather in her hands. As she rapidly traveled through the air, these vitality converged on He Xiuxian's natal sword, which had become a dead thing.
Although this natal sword has become a dead object, it is still powerful enough. After gathering her strength at this time, it becomes even more powerful, and it should be the most powerful thing in the world at this time.
puff!
This sword was fiercely pierced into the Demon Sect's Qi Sea by her.
This sword was like a giant hammer, which she smashed into the depths of the Demon Sect's Qi sea.
The Demon Sect's Qi sea was instantly penetrated.
His body was also pierced by this unparalleled sword energy, and countless pieces of blood and broken bones spurted out from his back.
However, what no one expected in this killing scene was that the Demon Sect was not dead.
His Qi sea exploded, and many of the organs in his body must have been turned into pieces, and even the bones were broken into pieces.
There should be no practitioner in this world who can withstand such an injury.
All other practitioners should die instantly.
However he did not die.
And he hasn't lost his strength.
Countless golden flowers bloomed on his front and back wounds.
His body seemed to have turned into a sea of golden flowers, and golden flowers continued to overflow from his body.
He smiled with great satisfaction, and his hands fell on the Queen Mother.