High in the sky, Po Meng said, "Fellow Taoist Fang Yuan, I hope you can think twice and never cause unnecessary trouble to the Fang family."
"There is no need to persuade me. Today, no matter what, I will stop you and let you leave." Fang Yuan shook his head and insisted.
"In that case, there is nothing more to say."
Po Meng smiled coldly and looked at the other party, "Fellow Taoist Fang Yuan is one of the demigods in the world, and his strength is far inferior to mine. I know that I am no match for you, but since I am here, of course I am prepared.
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As she spoke, she kicked her dragon-headed staff into the void, and immediately ripples spread out in the void there.
"Buzz!"
A wisp of holy light rose into the sky and penetrated the sky.
The power of chaos surged, and in an instant, under the eyes of everyone in the audience, Meng Po knelt down in the air and said, "Welcome to the Holy Mother!"
"What?!"
Hearing her words, everyone couldn't help but feel their hearts skip a beat.
Looking around, I saw a faint shadow slowly emerging above the pierced sky.
This is a woman of unparalleled beauty, with the power of chaos manifesting throughout her body.
Although the real body did not come, at this moment, everyone felt a terrible energy that destroyed the world in the woman's body.
"Smoke Holy Mother!"
The faces of everyone in the audience were shocked beyond measure. The woman was wearing a silk scarf, a long pink skirt, and a shawl wrapped around her arms. It was like the Queen Mother of Nine Heavens came to the world, and the holy light curtain wrapped around her body, giving people a desire to worship on the spot.
The urge to come down.
This woman is none other than one of the seven saints in the world who is as famous as Emperor Xuan Sheng, the Holy Mother of Smoke, Yan Ruyi!
"It's Emperor Xuan's birthday. I don't intend to disturb you, so don't blame him..."
As soon as Yan Ru opened her mouth, she had a beautiful face that made the world go crazy, and her smile was charming.
After saying this, she turned her eyes slightly and finally landed on Mo Wangchen, "My child, follow me home."
Mo Wangchen's expression changed drastically. Although this was just the incarnation of Yan Ruyi's spiritual thoughts, not the real body, in front of her, even a generation of demigods had to be suppressed by that aura and become breathless.
"Buzz!"
After the words fell, regardless of whether Mo Wangchen wanted to or not, Yan Ruyi volleyed in the sky and pointed.
The void shook, and the entire world became much darker at this moment.
A wisp of supreme holy light flew out from his fingertips, like a flexible little snake, and slowly spread towards Mo Wangchen.
Finally, the holy light wrapped around Mo Wangchen's body, seeming to imprison him, making it difficult to move.
"Yan Ruyi, what on earth do you want to do?!"
Mo Wangchen roared, no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no use. Now, his heart was filled with despair. In front of a generation of powerful Saint Emperors, he realized how insignificant he was.
"I am your mother, how can you call me by my name, which is so disrespectful?" Yan Ruyi shook his head and sighed.
"In ancient times, there were changes in the Ji family. You didn't listen to the advice of the God King. You cultivated the supreme evil skill and wanted to kill your relatives to prove the Dao. You were so ruthless and unrighteous. How can you be called my mother?" Mo Wangchen clenched his fists, and the divine spirit in his body was revealed.
The power is endless, constantly gushing out, trying to destroy the light that imprisons his body.
"Now that I am the Holy Emperor and my path has reached its peak, as long as you follow me back to the Martial League, you will be the emperor's son. How can I kill you?" Yan Ruyi said.
"Is he the emperor's son? Or a puppet?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, "I'm afraid Ziyue has already been controlled by you now, right?"
He didn't know whether Ziyue was dead or alive now, because when the Netherworld catastrophe came to Tiangang, Mo Wangchen saw those people who had rebelled against the Tao.
These are all dead people who were reborn using supreme forbidden techniques and heaven-defying ways!
But it is precisely because of this that those people are no longer themselves.
At this moment, Mo Wangchen even suspected that Ziyue had already been poisoned and became Yan Ruyi's puppet.
"My child, there are many things that I can't explain clearly to you now. After you come back with me, I will tell you slowly."
As soon as Yan Ru opened her mouth, she stopped talking nonsense. As she spoke, she flicked her fingers, and Mo Wangchen's body flew up uncontrollably, trying to be taken away.
"Let me go!"
Mo Wangchen struggled, he knew very well that if he went to the Yanwu League, he would not end well.
"Don't struggle in vain."
Yan Ru shook his head and ignored it. He turned around and took Mo Wangchen with him into the pierced void.
"Crack!"
But suddenly, the light that imprisoned Mo Wangchen suddenly cracked.
"Um?"
Yanru turned around, frowned, and looked into the void in the distance. She seemed to feel that there seemed to be some kind of terrifying existence there, quietly emerging at this moment.
"Boom!"
Everyone followed her gaze, and in the next moment, they saw that the originally calm and unrippled void suddenly collapsed, as if being torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.
"laugh!"
A fierce aura filled the void, and a sword light seemed to fly out from the endless years and slashed towards the Holy Mother of Smoke.
"What?!"
Facing this sudden scene, everyone was shocked and their hearts were shaken.
How dare someone dare to take action against Yan Ruyi? Who is it? Is he also one of the seven saints in this world?
"Crack!"
In the midst of everyone's shock, Yan Ruyi pointed out a finger in the air. In an instant, the sky and the earth darkened, and all the momentum was completely snatched away by it. The terrifying finger light burst out and shot towards the sword light.
The two collided, as if time had frozen. The next moment, the finger light and the sword light both collapsed and dissipated.
"Who?!"
Po Meng shouted, her eyes full of fear, looking into the distance.
With her eyesight, she could naturally see that at this moment, the person who took action was not here, nor was he within the Xuanwu Alliance.
The sword energy spreads thousands of miles across the sky, and one sword shocked the world!
This is a supreme power that crosses domains. With such high cultivation level, he is definitely the existence of the Holy Emperor in this world!
"This sword energy..."
Mo Wangchen was shocked in his heart. This sword was so powerful as never before, but what really surprised him was that he had actually felt the will of the sword contained in the sword light before.
In the past, he saw a line of small characters under the World Tree in the passage that was transported to the Daluo Heaven Realm. Between the characters, there was a faint will of swordsmanship, which was exactly the same as the sword light at this moment!
…
Qingwu League, in the Qingdi Palace.
The Qing Sheng Emperor, one of the seven saints in the world, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment with his eyes closed.
His eyes were filled with fear as he looked into the distance, "It's him, the teacher in the Immortality Domain!"
In the past, Qing Sheng Emperor personally went to the Immortality Domain and was frightened away by the supreme sword intention evolved from a law on the ancient holy mountain.
Thousands of years have passed since this happened!
Qing Sheng Emperor would never forget that experience throughout his life.
Now, the sword light came out again and descended on Emperor Xuan's palace. He suddenly felt it and was extremely surprised in his heart.