On the silver mirror, the cracks gradually widened, and the power of chaos surged, as if it was about to submerge the entire world.
Everyone in Taifeng City couldn't help but change their expressions, feeling overwhelmed by the terrifying momentum.
"How is that possible?"
Some people were stunned and looked up at the sky in disbelief, "This is the Taixu Mirror of the Purple Holy Land. It is said that it once suppressed the strong men who reversed life in ancient times, but now it has been broken?"
"Shitian Daotong is too terrifying and must be killed. Even the Taixu Mirror cannot suppress him. Once he escapes today, all living beings in the four regions of the world will be devastated." A supreme elder from a certain holy land said,
He spoke with fear in his eyes.
"Brother Mo, a hundred years from now, I will be waiting for you here."
While everyone in the city was talking, Xing Tianyi turned his eyes and looked at Mo Wangchen. His face was extremely pale, as if he had been severely injured.
In fact, manifesting the Taoist body of Shi Tian also caused great consumption for Xing Tianyi.
"Buzz..."
The moment he finished speaking, he stepped into the void, swept his body, and disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the void shrouded in demonic energy above the endless sky.
"Kakakakakaka..."
The space collapsed, the demonic energy seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and a huge door shadow emerged.
Xing Tianyi stood in front of the shadow of the door. When he stepped in, he looked back and glanced at the people in Taifeng City, and laughed sadly, "The world is so big, but there is no place for me, Xing Tianyi, to stay. We are all enemies in the world, who knows?"
Am I lonely?"
After saying this, he let out a long laughter, rolling like thunder, echoing throughout the world, and finally stepped into the shadow of the door and disappeared.
"Buzz..."
With his departure, the demonic energy shrouding the void suddenly diminished, and the sky returned to its previous brightness.
In Taifeng City, everyone fell silent, and Shitian Daotong sadly left. This would be bad news for everyone.
"Holy Lord Ziji, you came in person and took action personally, but you still couldn't keep Xing Tianyi here. Could it be that you let him go on purpose?"
"Do you still miss the relationship between master and disciple in the past and don't want to kill him?"
After a brief silence, some discordant sounds finally came from Taifeng City.
Many experts from the older generation stood up one after another and looked at Holy Lord Ziji in mid-air.
The great power of rebirth, the truly invincible existence in this world, the Shitian Demonic Skill is certainly terrifying, but Xing Tianyi's own cultivation level is still too weak, and Holy Master Ziji personally took action, unable to keep him, no matter how you say it, it makes
People feel unconvinced.
It must be that Holy Master Ziji had old thoughts and deliberately let Xing Tianyi go.
"Shi Tian Taoism, everyone has it and kills him. Now he has been swallowed by the demonic nature and transformed into the Shi Tian Demon Puppet. He is no longer your disciple. If you let him go today, one day, the four realms will be devastated.
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"Ziji Holy Land must answer for this!"
"Yes! You must give us and the people of this world an explanation. Moreover, Xing Tianyi was previously the Holy Son of Ziji, and he had the Taoism of Shitian. It is impossible for you not to know, why have you concealed it until now?"
Someone took the lead, and many people followed and started to criticize.
"Give the world an explanation?"
While everyone was talking angrily, Holy Lord Ziji suddenly smiled, and overwhelming divine power poured out of him. It was like a hundred thousand mountains suppressing the sky, making everyone unable to help but breathe heavily.
"Disaster is coming, heroes will rise together, and the ancient tribe will also join in this great struggle. For many years, the human race has been fighting among themselves, just for self-interest. Have they ever thought about the so-called world?"
"If a person does not serve himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth. This is an unchanging law of survival from ancient times. What obligation do I, Ziji, have to give an explanation for the people in this world?"
His words were light, but they reached the ears of everyone in the city clearly. They were like the majestic and resonant voice of the great avenue, lingering in everyone's minds for a long time.
"A good show ended like this, but it's not interesting at all..."
At this moment, a faint laughter suddenly sounded in the sky not far away.
The next moment, the sky darkened slightly, and a huge black shadow slowly appeared, thousands of feet long, like a dragon resurrecting.
Everyone was shocked and felt the terrifying aura that followed.
Turning his eyes and looking around, he saw a giant dragon tearing apart the space and flying out of thin air. It was a giant black dragon with shiny black scales, which looked particularly dazzling under the sunlight.
And everyone can see that on top of the dragon head, an old figure is sitting cross-legged.
It was an old man with white beard and hair. He was dressed in linen and looked like an ordinary old man in the secular world. However, the terrifying coercion exuded from his body clearly informed everyone present that this was a step-down man.
A strong man who has entered an adverse situation, one of the invincible figures in the world!
"Long Yangtian!"
The moment he saw the old man, even Holy Lord Ziji couldn't help but change his expression slightly. His eyes burst out with unparalleled light, and he coldly snorted, "I didn't expect that an old guy like you would be born too."
"Long Yangtian?!"
"I once heard my ancestor mention this name. This is the Dragon King of the Northern Wilderness Dragon Clan!"
In Taifeng City, some people exclaimed that among the Northern Wilderness Dragon Clan and the ancient tribes of the Four Realms, there are not many that can rival them. This is a truly super-rich tribe, born in the period of chaos, when the world first opened.
The Dragon King is the most supreme being of the Dragon Clan, and his status is like the Holy Lord of a holy land.
"In the past, when I was still a prince, I had many fights with your human saint son. Looking back, it has been thousands of years. Although I am a little older, if I remember correctly, you should be Lei Qian.
Yi’s disciple, right?”
The Dragon King spoke and looked at Holy Lord Ziji. As if being reminded of past memories, he continued, "I also had a confrontation with Lei Qianyi back then. At that time, he was still the Holy Son of Ziji, and you often followed him.
By his side, I didn't expect that now, after Lei Qianyi's death, the disciples he trained would also succeed to the position of Holy Master..."
"Zi Ji Holy Lord Nangong Zheng...is this your name?"
The Dragon King looked at the other party and continued to speak, "Lei Qianyi has really trained a good disciple, but you are better than him, Shitian Daotong... Haha, it is impossible for Ziji to train the inheritors of magic skills for so many years.
If you don’t know, shouldn’t you give the world an explanation?”
"The Holy Son strayed into the devil's path, and I, Zi Ji, didn't know about it. Why did Senior Dragon Emperor say this? Do you think that I, Zi Ji, am shielding Shitian Dao Tong?"
Before Nangong could speak, an old man in Taifeng City couldn't help but stood up first and spoke with an angry face.
This is the great elder of the Ziji Holy Land, a person at the pinnacle of the Ancient God Realm. The Dragon King's words are undoubtedly not intended to pour burial water on Ziji. How can he endure it?
"Even your Holy Lord is a head younger than me in front of me. When I talk to him, is it your junior's turn to interrupt?"
The Dragon King's eyes flashed, and the color of the world suddenly changed. The overwhelming power of the dragon filled the air in an instant, as if it had turned into a big mountain, and it fiercely suppressed Elder Zi Jiji.