Yan Zhaoge hadn't used the Great Nether Paddle for many years, but he always carried it with him.
For today!
Years ago, after receiving the Canghua Sacred Tree transformed from the slough of Emperor Tongming Hu Yue's heart back to Heaven, Yan Zhaoge promised in front of the Canghua Sacred Tree that he would use the Great Nether Bright Wheel transformed from the slough of Yin Tianxia, the Great Emperor of Youming, to kill it with his own hands. The heretics who besieged him back then.
Now is the time for Yan Zhaoge to fulfill the contract.
Wang Guan, Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and other Immortal Court Da Luo Tianxian were by his side, Yan Zhaoge ignored them for the time being, and first found out the people who participated in the siege of Yin Tianxia back then.
Some of those who participated in the battle are no longer alive, and there are five people who are still alive today.
Among the five people in front of him, Yan Zhaoge also saw Xue Huang who had met once in the past.
It was precisely when he met him back then that he faintly touched the Great Nether Minglun, allowing Yan Zhaoge to witness the last moments of the former Youming Great Emperor Yin Tianxia's life through the Great You Minglun.
Yan Zhaoge stared at them expressionlessly.
The Great You Minglun rises and falls, falls and rises again, without rush or delay, in a smooth and orderly manner.
In the interlacing of light and darkness, it seemed as if a execution platform was erected in the void.
The big Youming wheel on the stage rose and fell, beating the five immortal warriors in front of Yan Zhaoge to death one by one!
On the boundary of Xianting, one after another jade light rose up, criss-crossed and turned into a magnificent pagoda, suppressing Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge didn't pay any attention, just raised the Great Nether Wheel, and then smashed it down, killing the Immortal Court warrior in front of him.
Auspicious clouds rose around his body, surrounding his body, blocking out the jade lights.
At the same time, the canopy above Yan Zhaoge's head reappeared, resisting the pressed pagoda.
As the canopy rotated, the seemingly magnificent pagoda suddenly disintegrated.
After killing Xue Huang and other five immortal warriors who participated in the siege of Yin Tianxia back then, Yanzhao singer flew up into the air, hanging high in the immortal courtyard, like a dark sun shining on all fairylands.
The people in the fairy court felt chills in their hearts.
The big ghost wheel seemed to open the eyes of a person, witnessing everything that happened at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge took another step and walked in the fairy garden.
Three thousand fairylands, tens of thousands of worlds are like beads with broken threads at this moment, slipping from the fairy garden, and scattered towards the endless void outside.
As Yan Zhaoge walked, the borders of the Immortal Court gradually disintegrated and collapsed, making it difficult to maintain.
Yan Zhaoge was not in trouble for the innumerable ordinary people in that square world.
Yan Zhaoge didn't pay attention to the low-middle class warriors.
There are other people outside to settle and solve it.
But all the people in the fairy court who have pushed through the fairy gate are all under Yan Zhaoge's indifferent eyes.
Under normal circumstances, there are about twelve Daluo Tianxians, about seventy-two Taixu Yuanxians, about two hundred and sixteen Qingjing Xuanxians, and about seven hundred and twenty Wulou True Immortals.
The number may deviate slightly, but in general, it will remain at this level for a long time.
Previously, the Nine Nether Demons were successfully reduced, which further increased the number of immortals.
Although the current territory is maintained, there may not be enough incense and vows to enshrine in the future, but the number of top powerhouses in the Immortal Court that has transformed the demons has reached the highest level in history, far exceeding the previous peak.
But at this moment, the number of heretics is meaningless.
Yan Zhaoge coughed lightly, clusters of auspicious clouds surrounded his body, like pieces of fertile soil, from the fertile soil, blue light surged, branches and leaves sprouted, and many towering trees grew.
"Mu Yao Sui Xing Shang Zun's revenge in the past, brother Suo Dao had already avenged him, and he directly besieged Mu Yao Sui Xing Shang Zun's enemy back then." Yan Zhaoge looked around: "Today, I will make up for it again. Consolation ancestors."
White flowers bloomed on the towering trees.
At the same time, the branches bear heavy fruits one by one.
However, this is not an ordinary fruit.
They are existences made up of lightning!
The sound of "zizizizizi" resounded through the sky, and the thunder and lightning clusters flickered, expanding and contracting as if breathing.
"The heretics who caused the fall of Tongming Great Emperor Hu Yuexin in the past are still alive today. I will also take care of them today."
In Yan Zhaoge's eyes, the graceful brilliance of purple and gold flickered, interweaving into runes.
He glanced at the outsiders, and his eyes paused slightly on four of them.
Those strong men in the fairy court are all like falling into an ice cave.
The lightning "fruits" on the towering trees around Yan Zhaoge fell off from the branches one after another, and then smashed in all directions!
Including the four people he paid special attention to, the crowd of immortals outside the arena were engulfed in large numbers by the exploding thunder.
One after another, the precious light of wish power disappeared.
The terrifying sea of thunder light surrounded the Celestial Palace, like a doomsday catastrophe, massacring heretics and immortals.
"Although my great-grandfather and my great-grandmother fell because of the former Sword Buddha of Bailian Pure Land, and I have personally avenged this revenge, their lifelong wish is to eradicate the turbidity and uphold the clean, and to bring order out of chaos." Lei Hai parted, Yan Zhaoge stepped Electricity line: "Today, Yan is also using these two swords to pay homage to his ancestors."
While speaking, he raised both hands forward at the same time.
In the left and right palms, a sword light flew out of each of them.
The light of the two swords is like a frightened bird, like a swimming dragon, flying between the universe and wandering in the fairy garden.
Wherever he went, blood flowed like rivers.
A group of Immortal Court warriors can't block, can't block, hide, can't escape.
Jian Guang and Lei Ting are everywhere, invincible, and a large number of heretics were killed.
Outside the fairy court, above the void, there is a faint surge of magic.
Although there is no Chaos Orb, the only demonic power that can appear here at this moment is undoubtedly the Yuanshi Heavenly Demon.
But at the same time, a white lotus is also looming, facing it from a distance.
The future Buddha Maitreya, of course, is happy to see the destruction of the fairy court.
He had suffered a lot in the Nine Serenity Game before, but now he is reluctant to make a move. He will definitely lose to Yuanshi Tianmo in a head-to-head match, but he can still try to temporarily block his footsteps.
Such an obstacle was enough for Yan Zhaoge to kill him!
Yan Zhaoge at this moment reenacts the scene when the Great Sage Equaling Heaven attacked the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Palace, conquering the Immortal Court and the Heavenly Palace by one person, driving straight in, unstoppable.
Although the Immortal Court has transformed the group of demons, greatly increased its manpower and strength, but at this moment they are all destroyed by the hands of Yan Zhaoge.
Yan Zhaoge stepped into the majestic Heavenly Palace, above his head, there were golden lights and jade lights interlaced, manifesting pagodas one after another, palaces after palaces, forming an array together to suppress him.
The majestic formations are layered on top of each other, forming a three-dimensional city, pressing down on Yan Zhaoge like a fairy city.
Yan Zhaoge clenched a fist with one hand, and punched upwards.
The city was shattered!
He looked at the pavilions and halls of the Xianting Tiangong, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The white air waves swept forward like a tsunami, flatly pushing the magnificent palace in front of Yan Zhaoge.
One after another, the halls collapsed one after another, looking from a distance, as if the wind was blowing the wheat waves.