On the cliff behind Jiufeng Mountain, Sun Wukong glanced at the terrifyingly heavy aura above the sky and quickly looked away.
In his palm, he held a small spiritual jade crystal, and inside the crystal was the figure of a delicate girl.
"Zixia...wait a little longer, I will definitely rebuild your body and bring you back to life..."
Inside the crystal, Zixia's yang soul slightly opened her eyes, and a strange light flashed in the depths of her dark purple pupils.
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There was something wrong with the atmosphere of Emperor Taixuanzong.
No, something is very wrong.
A group of powerful and terrifying people inexplicably appeared at the gate of Taixuan Sect, and they were more or less hostile to Taixuan Sect.
Especially Ying Yu, who claimed to be from the Zixiao Domain Heavenly Palace, had a terrifyingly strong aura.
But what was strange was that Chen Bailou, the head of Taixuan Sect, did not show up, and Tang Guang, another person in the Hedao realm, did not show up either. Instead, several disciples of Jiufeng stood up.
Xing Tian, Jiang Xuan, Hou Yi, and Chang'e who just returned.
With Kong Xuan and Sun Wukong absent, Nezha has a lot to rely on, and Li Changan has not yet come out of seclusion.
"Everyone, Taixuan is here to hold the Chengjian Conference, and welcomes fellow Taoists from all walks of life to come and watch the ceremony. I, Taixuan, will treat you all as guests of honor." Houyi stood up politely and said in a serious tone.
"But, if you are here to cause trouble, then please forgive me for not being able to entertain you. I, Taixuan, do not welcome you either."
The Chakravartin hid at the farthest point, clasping his hands and squinting his eyes, watching the excitement quietly.
The white-haired Qingjiu had a stern expression and remained unmoved. Nangong of the Temple bared his teeth, his gaze fixed on Chang'e, who was suspended in mid-air. When he looked at Houyi again, his eyes grew furious.
"So what if you're not welcome?" Ying Yu, who was on the top of the dragon's head, snorted coldly, his golden robe fluttering without wind.
"This prince is not here to be a guest, but to kill people!"
The moment the voice fell, Ying Yu stretched out his hands and grabbed into the void. The Taixuan Formation, which originally covered the entire Taixuan Sect and activated a small part of it, began to vibrate wildly. Amidst the crackling explosions, the Taixuan Formation, which had existed since the founding of the Taixuan Sect, collapsed uncontrollably.
The disciples of the peak masters of each peak flew out one after another, looking at the dragon in the air and the young man on the dragon's head with solemn expressions.
It is obvious that Taixuanzong is facing the greatest danger since his founding.
"Let Li Changan come out, otherwise what will be torn apart by me next will no longer be the Taixuan formation, but all of you Taixuan disciples!" Ying Yu shouted coldly.
But the one who responded to him was not Li Changan, but a figure that suddenly rose taller.
Xing Tian's face was ferocious and fanatical, his muscles bulged like mountains, and the energy and blood swirling around him dyed the air red. His body was a hundred feet in size, like an ancient demon god.
"You dare to destroy my Taixuan Mountain Gate?" The rumbling sound was like thunder, and a huge fist fell like a meteor. The oppressed air exploded one after another, deafening.
Divine law, giant phase!
Bang!
Ying Yu's figure disappeared, but the dragon under his feet had no time to escape and was hit by Xing Tian's punch.
The body of the dragon, which was also nearly a hundred feet long, was shattered like earth and rocks, turning into powder all over the sky.
Everyone was shocked.
No one could have imagined that facing the prince of the Zixiao Realm Heavenly Palace, the second in command of the Taixuan Nine Peaks would actually dare to attack him directly and without mercy.
The void seemed to wrinkle, and Ying Yu's figure appeared again. Looking at the dragon that turned into debris under his feet, Ying Yu's face became completely gloomy.
"You dare to kill my mount? You're courting death!"
The whole person stood up, clenched his fist and swung it out. Golden airflow swirled around his right arm and turned into the shadow of a dragon.
Xing Tian laughed loudly, clenched his slightly open right fist again, and smashed out!
Almost in an instant, the battle became intense.
Nangong stepped back a little on the clouds, his face a little strange. "Ying Yu is the youngest son of the Emperor Donghua of the Heavenly Palace. He has been gifted since childhood and has reached the peak of Hedao in less than a hundred years. It is also said that this kid was gifted by a saint and was born with supernatural powers."
"Let alone the unknown Taixuan of Beizhou, even in the entire Zixiao Territory, there is no one who can match the strength of this kid Ying Yu. I don't know what kind of cultivation this Taixuan's second brother has, and he possesses an exaggerated Dharma image, but if he really confronts Ying Yu head-on, what will happen..."
Nangong laughed, but before he could finish his words, he saw a terrifying vortex explode in the air. Xing Tian, who was a hundred feet tall, took a step back slightly, leaving an exaggerated hole in the ground. Ying Yu's face changed, and he flew backwards like a cannonball.
“Fuck…”
Nangong was shocked.
This big fool from Taixuan Sect actually knocked Ying Yu from the Heavenly Palace away head-on?
How is that possible?
Not only Nangong, even Qingjiu couldn't help but shrink his eyes. Instead, the Wheel King just narrowed his eyes slightly.
Before everyone recovered from their shock, they saw a pair of strange characters appear above Ying Yu's head as he flew backwards. These mysterious and ancient characters emitted a faint halo, and Ying Yu, who was illuminated by the halo, became stiff all over and could not move.
The next moment, a white light exploded from Houyi's hand, traveled a hundred miles in an instant, and suddenly fell on Ying Yu's chest, passing through it!
The whole audience was silent!
The face of the Wheel-Turning King suddenly changed, and his whole body turned into black flames and retreated dozens of miles, then he looked in astonishment at the direction where Ying Yu was hit by the arrow.
The prince of the Zixiao Realm Heavenly Palace came to the Taixuan of Beizhou to demand an explanation, but he was killed instantly by an arrow just after he broke through the other party's protective formation?
Is that so ironic?
Qing Jiu of the Seven Killings Hall frowned, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"There are three people who took action. The method of invisibly influencing the laws of heaven and earth and disrupting the will of heaven is Jiang Xuan, combined with the physically strong Xing Tian and the gentle Hou Yi!"
"The three of them worked together to defeat Ying Yu in one blow. Amazing!"
"Even if it were anyone else in the field, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to dodge this arrow."
All the contempt Qing Jiu had for Beizhou Taixuan disappeared.
Above the sky, Ying Yu, who was originally falling, slowly stopped. His face was pale and he looked embarrassed. He hovered in the air with disheveled hair, staring at Taixuan Zong fiercely.
"Damn it! You actually hurt this prince! Taixuanzong, I want all of you to die!"
Ying Yu was in a very miserable state, but strangely, this fatal method did not kill Ying Yu, but instead aroused his ferocity.
The clouds in the sky were swirling and spinning rapidly, as if a crack had been torn open by some mysterious force. A finger as thick as a mountain stretched out from the sky and pointed at Taixuan Sect.
The terrifying pressure made everyone's face change drastically. Space collapsed continuously, and mountains fell down. Except for a few main peaks of Taixuan Sect, the remaining peaks collapsed rapidly. Countless Taixuan disciples could not withstand this terrifying pressure and fainted with screams. Even the disciples with low cultivation had blood oozing from all seven orifices and died on the spot.
"This is... the power of a saint!"
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