The rising sun rose in the east, and the rays of light penetrated the strong wind and the fierce fire and illuminated the south wind continent. The black demon group and ghost army instantly turned into flying ashes. "Elegant*Wen*Words*First*Episode" The humans on the ground knelt down when they saw this miraculous scene, saying "God bless the big mirror".
In the endless deep space vertically upward from here, saints from all directions were locked in a tense confrontation.
The first one to break the silence was Gongsun Yanhua. She put on the beauty skin again, and then smiled in a friendly manner: "Ahem... It was indeed my intention to lure fellow Taoist here just now."
At this time, Mang Yi had stopped suppressing Jingli. He smiled briskly after hearing Gongsun Yanhua's words: "It's just the right time for Taiqing to come. Aren't you going to explain the matter of witchcraft?"
"What's there to explain? There are three thousand avenues in the world, and all sentient beings just take it for themselves." Taiqing waved his sleeves, and the clear light dispersed the ghosts around him. He sneered, "Why should he ask you before he can cultivate anything?"
Mang Yi glanced at Jingli, but the other party just closed his eyes and remained silent, his expression solemn, and he couldn't see anything wrong.
The stone platform fell into silence again for a while. After a while, Gongsun Yanhua said softly: "There is no need to ask us, but it is normal to ask the teacher for seeking Taoism. I don't know if Jingli Taoist friends will know it when they join Taoism." Taboo?"
She scolded both Jingli and Taiqing in one sentence, not only accusing Taiqing of being incompetent in teaching, but also pointing out that Mingjingli didn't know the importance of it.
Taiqing's expression looked very impatient, and he said: "Again, what does this matter have to do with you?"
"Tai Qing should not pretend to be deaf and mute. The matter of witchcraft is naturally related to the world's orthodoxy." Gongsun Yanhua's voice was low, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with Tai Qing's unreasonable attitude of avoidance. "Jingli's plan Joining the path of immortals, we can trace back to the glory of ancient witchcraft. This move threatens the world's orthodoxy, including the immortal path. Why did Taiqing protect him when he attained the path?"
Mang Yi failed to interrupt, he stood by and watched the dispute between the two saints, while Jingli didn't even bother to watch, and simply acted as if he didn't see it.
Taiqing still had the same lukewarm expression on his face: "Oh, did you just forget about it or see it? To say that you are retracing the witchcraft path is to retracing the witchcraft path?"
Gongsun Yanhua frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly bent over and coughed. Her face was so pale and transparent. Mang Yi did not step forward to check on her condition. After all, Gongsun Yanhua just "looked" in poor health, which did not mean that she was not threatening at all. If she really couldn't even stand firmly, she wouldn't be able to take the initiative to provoke Taiqing.
Mang Yi directly continued her conversation with Taiqing: "It's too much for Taiqing to say that. Saints like us know each other thoroughly. Even if you don't admit it, you can't deny it."
"Resurrection from the dead is a forbidden technique. If you are not in good health, don't run out..." Taiqing looked cold and ignored Mang Yi's words completely. He looked at Gongsun Yanhua mockingly and said indifferently: "Otherwise, it would be bad if he died someday. Your group of demon sons and grandsons are still waiting for you to go back to collect the corpse."
Gongsun Nightmare Hua coughed even more violently, and Mang Yi immediately felt that something was wrong with her breath. He was a little worried that Gongsun Nightmare Flower would be killed by Tai Qing.
After a while, Gongsun Yanhua straightened up, with bright red blood on the corners of his lips, and his face was as beautiful as his bones: "Thank you for your concern, fellow Taoist..."
Taiqing's expression didn't change at all. He always maintained that cold and mean tone: "There's no need to thank me. Instead of thanking me, you might as well think about how to compensate me for this magical mirror. en8."
Gongsun Yanhua looked at him steadily, and a very soft smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her lips. She said: "I'd like to forgive you for passing the divine mirror... I just thought about it, since Taoist friend can tolerate Jingli, then I must I can’t be tough enough to train and teach the other disciples, so why not let me do the work for you.”
She raised her hand and reached into the void. Taiqing glanced at it, and a clear light sealed the torn space. But Gongsun Yanhua's smile deepened. Her fingertips directly touched the clear light, and all the skin and flesh on her hand exploded and peeled off, leaving only the slender finger bones. That finger bone is her true body, indestructible and invulnerable to all means. Her hand only stuck into the void for a moment, and when she came out again, her entire arm had turned into white bones, with a bloody human head hanging from her finger bones.
It's Wangjizi.
"Gongsun Nightmare Flower!" Taiqing's voice was raised. It was unrealistic for him to seal Gongsun Nightmare Flower with all his strength just now. After all, there was Mang Yi watching next to him. If saints want to kill monks, they don't need to use such troublesome methods. They can erase the existence of other people as long as they think of it in their souls. Gongsun Yanhua took the head at this time, which was clearly a demonstration to Taiqing.
"Hahaha..." Gongsun Yanhua chuckled softly, and five finger bones penetrated Wangjizi's head at once, and white serum and red blood flowed down her bone-white arm, "Don't Taiqing thank me?"
Even Mang Yi can't stand it anymore. It's a taboo for a saint to directly attack a cultivator who is not a saint. But he didn't dare to say anything after looking at Gongsun Yanhua's slightly mad expression, so he could only follow Jingli's example and ignore it.
Taiqing had never given her a good look, and now it seemed that he might swing the incense burner on the ground at her forehead at any time: "The battle between saints does not involve the mortal world, Gongsun Yanhua, you are out of bounds."
Gongsun Yanhua glanced up at him, and then her eyes returned to the human head in her hand. She smiled happily and said, "Who else is there? Let me think about it..."
Tai Qing's white hair was dancing in the wind, and the atmosphere between the two was tense for a while, and the tension reached the extreme.
Mang Yi originally wanted to safely take away Jingli's Dao Fruit, but Taiqing's involvement made the battle much more complicated. At this time, he was unwilling to have more arguments with the Immortal Dao, so he tried to smooth things over: "Okay, It was you, Taiqing, who was the first to attack the demon clan on the ground. This time Gongsun killed one of Shenyin's direct descendants..."
Before he could finish his words, the skull in Gongsun Yanhua's hand exploded into a flower of blood and instantly turned into bone residue on the ground. Then, at lightning speed, she thrust her true body into the void again, and in the blink of an eye, she took out another human head. Her soft and soft laughter echoed in the empty Lutian altar: "Oh, this is called Jiang Kuangzi, right? Then, who else is there..."
Mang Yi swallowed the second half of the words into his throat and distanced himself from her in an instant.
Almost instantly, a long sword was placed across Gongsun Yanhua's throat, and then seven or forty-nine purple thunderbolts crashed down. These thunderbolts did not disappear in a flash, but directly connected the sky and the earth, turning into an electric grid and thunder cage, trapping Gongsun Nightmare Flower in it. If Mang Yi had just stood there, he would have been affected, but he sensed the cause and effect and chose to avoid it.
An indifferent girl's voice came from the thunder: "The evil-killing formation is formed."
Standing behind Gongsun Yanhua and restraining her with a sword was a tall white-haired woman with a long skirt and floor-length white hair. She had icy skin and ice-skinned skin. Her appearance was extremely beautiful and beautiful, and she had an aura as vague as a fairy. The sword in her hand is as bright as water, and the sword's intention is also based on the principle of "benefiting all things without fighting". It is completely non-lethal, but it is not easy to break free.
This is the killing sword, which uses the great virtue of water to prevent Gongsun Nightmare Flower from attacking again.
Falling down from the sky in formations is the awe-inspiring aura that is rare in the world. The spirits of mortals are contaminated with all kinds of distracting thoughts of anger, stupidity, love and hate, so they cannot be in harmony with the righteousness of heaven and earth. Taishangdao does not have such worries. Their hearts are as empty as a mirror. When they reach the realm of saints, they are even more pure and without a trace of impurities. A single thought can control all directions with thunder.
The five qi are in full swing, spotless; still and motionless, there is no leakage of true immortality.
"...Shangqing, Yuqing." Mang Yi did not expect that Taiqing's cautious temperament would actually bring out all the incarnations.
As soon as the thunder came out, he felt that it was a bit difficult to deal with. If it were other spells from the immortal way, it would be okay. Even if it was stronger, he could deal with it, but the thunder method was different. Ordinary immortal disciples will also use the thunder method, but this is just a method of mobilizing the five qi and sensing the heaven and earth with oneself. If a saint were to use it, it would be completely different.
The saint practices Thunder Dharma with the intention of establishing himself in the world.
Tai Chi generates two rituals, two rituals generate Bagua, and Bagua generates Four Symbols. Almost all spells in the Immortal Way cannot escape this routine.
And where did Tai Chi come from? Taiji is established in Wuji, while Lei Law controls the cardinal structure of heaven and earth, and Wuji is established. So once Taiqing is allowed to form any thunder method, it means that he holds all the immortal magic in the palm of his hand and puts every trace of it into his own spiritual power.
This is a fight to the death stance.
Mang Yi only thought for a moment, then immediately left Gongsun Yanhua behind and turned around to escape.
Storms and clouds roared around the ghost town, completely surrounding this eerie city, and soon it disappeared into the void.
Mang Yi carefully navigated the ghost city through the turbulent flow of the void. All around are the auras of demons and immortals colliding, and it is not easy to escape directly. According to his original expectations, killing Jingli was a sure thing, but now there are no more variables left. Saints are always very particular. They rarely expose themselves to unknown causes and effects, so Mang Yi directly chose to escape after discovering that things were beyond expectations.
"Since I'm staying, don't leave either!" Gongsun Yanhua's always weak voice was mixed with a bit of smile. This smile was filled with madness, which gave Mang Yi a bad premonition.
A huge white bone claw tore through the void and swept directly across the turbulent current. The huge ghost city swayed like a small boat in the turbulent current without any resistance.
The moment this crack was opened, countless purple thunders poured in along it. The light of these thunders is extremely dazzling, and the power of thunder and lightning in the turbulent flow of the void is densely stacked into a terrifying chain. There are five colors between the chains, which correspond to the five qi of heaven and earth. The five qi are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other and are called cycles, so the entire thunder chain is in a state of endless birth and death. The turbulent flow in the void was blocked by the five qi and thunder, and suddenly became more chaotic and dangerous.
Mang Yi's heart tightened slightly. The huge cause and effect between the birth and death of this thunder was exactly the same as the way he and Gongsun Yanhua had forced Jingli to leave the "Top Supreme Realm" before.
Cause and effect reincarnate, retribution is endless. He had conspired with and rebelled against the Taoists in the past few years. He should have known what his end would be.
But he was unwilling to do so.
Mang Yi roared loudly, and the ghost city suddenly collapsed. The city turned into endless black mist and was swallowed by him. His body swelled more than a thousand times, and his whole person turned into a formless shadow. The impact of the void turbulence on him was much smaller. Mang Yi temporarily escaped from the trap and rushed directly towards the end of the Five Qi Thunder. As long as he left this range, Taiqing would not be able to catch up with him no matter how fierce he was.
At this time, the birth and death of thunder accelerated countless times, the space around thunder stagnated, time and years evolved infinitely, but in the blink of an eye, the cause and effect stacked up to an unbelievable and terrifying situation.
"Fellow Taoist Taiqing has even moved the incarnation of the Three Pure Ones. Do you still want to escape unscathed?" It was still a soft and melodious voice. At this time, the voice was wrapped around Mang Yi like a nightmare, and could not go away.
A tower of bones crashed down on his head, and the ancient aura of emptiness enveloped Mang Yi. This bone tower is made of the bones of countless powerful demon clans. There are bone spurs protruding from all sides and the shape is quite distorted. However, at a glance, countless demon clan auras blend together, and the entire tower looks like a whole. It carries the spirit of eternal vicissitudes, as if it has traveled through hundreds of thousands of years and stands in this void. The long-lasting demonic power of the corpses of hundreds of thousands of mountains has been deposited on this ancient and ferocious tower.
Mang Yi's expression suddenly changed. Not only did Taiqing use three incarnations, but even a half-dead Gongsun Yanhua also revealed his true form.
Although he tried his best to escape, he was suddenly blocked by the true form of Gongsun Yanhua, and for a while he was unable to escape before the cause and effect of the five-qi sky thunder laid by Taiqing broke out. In the turbulent flow of the void, the explosion of cause and effect accumulated by thunder here triggered a great destruction. Mang Yi screamed again, and the ghost body divided into thousands and scattered in all directions.
But it's no use at all.
The great destruction caused the entire void to collapse inwards. A black hole in the center of the void attracted all power and matter. None of Mang Yi's ghosts could escape. Even if there is a ray of soul that luckily escapes and ascends to heaven, it will be swallowed up in one breath by the Bone Tower that stands firmly in the turbulent current.
A crystal clear fruit stayed in the void for a moment, and then quickly dissipated between heaven and earth.
The first saint fell.
In the big world at this time, the sun disappeared, the moon also disappeared, and countless meteors fell to the earth.
Blood rain fell from the sky, and every inch of the plants watered by the blood rain began to wither and mutate. Countless raptors and beasts suddenly felt fear and panic, and their wails echoed through the wilderness. The sea surface instantly overturned, the city suddenly collapsed, and the earth tore open deep scars one after another. Fiery magma gushes out from the cracks in the continent, igniting everything in its path. Neither humans nor animals can survive.
Countless creatures who died in the disaster suddenly found that a little spiritual light lit up in their hearts, and young Tao seeds were planted in them.
The ghost Taoist fruit withers, but the Tao seed is spread at the last moment. It will spread to those who are spiritually tainted and open the door to countless Tao traditions in the world. The meaning of the saint's existence is only at the moment of death. They have gathered Tao Fruit for so many years and have already lost everything that living beings can have. All their arrangements are just to pass on the Tao seed.
The blood falling from the sky also began to burn. Meteors collided with the continent, and the torn world was illuminated crimson.
The end has finally come.