Within the fairy court, the three thousand fairylands all disintegrated and separated, and the Tiangong above the nine heavens also encountered catastrophe at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge walked among the palaces and pavilions of the Heavenly Palace, and everything he passed was razed to the ground!
The heretics and immortals sheltering in numerous palaces were also wiped out.
All the Celestial Elders looked at Yan Zhaoge, who walked briskly, with bitterness in their mouths.
"As many as you can go, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood if you keep the green hills." said Yin Jiao, who was the Tai Sui Tianzun, helplessly.
Heretics like them, even if they landed on Daluo, if they lose the offering of incense and vows, even if they don't fall to the realm, they will be weak.
It's just that at this moment, catastrophe is coming, and there are no eggs under the nest, but they don't care about so many.
"Difficult, difficult, difficult!" Wenhuang Haotian Great Emperor Lu Yue looked sternly, looking into the void.
There, more than one powerful aura loomed.
The Daomen's authentic Faxian Court, although Yan Zhaoge is the only one showing up now, there are more masters hiding in the periphery, setting up a net of heaven and earth!
The strong man of Da Luo hides from the endless void, merges with the void, and drifts with the void, so it is difficult for the world to find.
However, how could the orthodox sect of the Taoist sect easily let all the immortals of the immortal court and Luo Tianxian get away
This time, to kill Xianting!
The grievances and grievances of the Great Destruction in the past have to be resolved one by one, and now is the first step.
"Then you can't just sit and wait for death, can you? Isn't that how the Three Qing Dynasty came here?" A lazy voice sounded.
Looking at the Heavenly Lord of the Great Dream, the other Heavenly Lords of the outside world were all silent.
Some people's complexion changed slightly when they heard the words "San Qing Bi Chuan", but in the end it only turned into a sigh.
Lu Yue was about to speak when he saw Wang Guan, who was so lazy as if he couldn't wake up, walked straight towards Yan Zhaoge.
A moment ago he said that he should try his best to escape, but this moment he seemed to throw himself into the jaws of a tiger. Others were shocked when they saw it.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, don't take chances. Since we have followed this path, there is absolutely no possibility of changing course!" Lu Yue shouted in a deep voice.
Wang Guan yawned: "Brother Daoist, you are too worried. God wants me to wait for this catastrophe today. I can't avoid it. If that's the case, why not be more calm? It's also good to let the other party know that there are martyrs in my generation. "
Ignoring the crowd of immortals with different expressions behind him, the sleepy-looking man in green shirt walked towards Yan Zhaoge face to face.
Yan Zhaoge stopped and looked Wang Guan up and down: "I believe that heretics also have martyrs, but I thought it should be among the young and low-cultivated people, not people like you."
"It's not questioning your will, but you, who are in Daluo, should know the way you practice very well."
After hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, Wang Guan showed an indescribable look on his face.
His voice was tired: "Now I know a lot of things, but I have already walked on this road before I know it. As Brother Lu Yue said, there is no room for us to change course, we can only go all the way."
"If it goes through, it will go through. If it doesn't go through, it's just like today." Wang Guan smiled: "We only have two results: whether we go through or not, and we can't choose not to go."
Yan Zhaoge asked indifferently: "When you ascended Daluo, you only lived a maximum of one yuan. If you go up, where can you go? I am afraid that you can continue to move forward, right?"
"It's not 'we'." Wang Guan let out a long sigh: "It's 'I', or any fellow Taoist."
Yan Zhaoge's eyes flashed, but Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and other outsider gods reacted differently, some looked calm and unchanged, some angrily reprimanded Wang Guan to shut up, and some also showed helplessness.
"On the day when Immeasurable Tianzun transcended, I will sacrifice all believers, including those of my generation who have ascended to Daluo." Wang Guan laughed again: "With one exception, he will become the continuation of the Taoist lineage, inherit the mantle of Tianzun, and automatically ascend to the Taoist realm. Re-opening the fairy garden, re-establishing the world, and preaching again, this is a new beginning."
"As for who this exception is, all of us can't say for sure now. It doesn't necessarily mean whoever is the strongest will be able to succeed. Maybe it's the blessing of Heavenly Venerable, so maybe we can decide with one word?"
Wang Guan shook his head.
When he talked with Yan Zhaoge, he didn't avoid people, his voice spread far away, and echoed in the fairy court.
But at this moment, it doesn't matter anymore.
Those thousands of worlds have their own Taoist sect to take care of them.
And most of the heretics were also wiped out by Yan Zhaoge.
From today, Xianting is destined to become history.
"Maybe it's the one with the strongest strength?" Yan Zhaoge looked at him, then at Lu Yue, Yin Jiao and the others: "It's about the same at the Bailian Pure Land, right? In that case, maybe there's someone behind you Someone, wishing that you and Qu Su would die together?"
"Oh, no, it should be the last moment of the battle between you and Bailian Pure Land, so I hope you two will die together." Yan Zhaoge looked at Wang Guan playfully.
Wang Guan said wearily: "Looking at it now, that's not important."
He looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Just like if I come to you on my own initiative, or run away, it doesn't make much difference."
"Since I can't choose not to take this road, I should walk it neatly!"
The sleepy and lazy look on the face of the man in the green shirt suddenly disappeared, and he was radiant like never before, his eyes were like lightning.
His whole body seemed to be filled with illusory fog.
The entire Xianting Tiangong, and even the fairyland of the heavens, became illusory and real at this moment, making people feel like falling into a dream.
At this moment, the most powerful person under the seat of Immeasurable Tianzun in Xianting, Tianzun Dameng Guan, showed the strongest strength in his life.
"It's comparable to Qu Su's last sword that year, and it's better than a lot of Daoist gods of my generation." Yan Zhaoge was a little emotional, looking around at the fog that surrounded him.
This place seems to be a dream world, where it is hard to tell the truth from the fake, and the real from the real.
Whether it is true or false, whether it is true or false, is in Wang Guan's grasp.
The real existence, here Wang Guan turns it into a false one.
False existence, here Wang Guan turns it into reality.
The mist enveloped the Immortal Court, enveloped Yan Zhaoge, and enveloped Lu Yue and the others.
At this time, the other Da Luo Tianzun in Xianting also moved together, taking the opportunity to go their separate ways.
Yan Zhaoge's escape method is exquisite, comparable to Yuncheng Wanlipeng, Yang Jian and others.
If there is no strong person to restrain it, it will be difficult for others to escape even if they want to.
As for whether Wang Guan can contain Yan Zhaoge, no one is sure, but he is already the hope of everyone.
Now everyone doesn't look at the result of the fight between Wang Guan and Yan Zhaoge, they just run away with all their strength, do their best, and follow the destiny.
Whether it can break through the interception of the other strong descendants of the Three Qings in the periphery is not something that the outsiders have to think about now.
To be able to escape from Yan Zhao singer is the top priority.
However, everyone felt chills down their spines.
Because a gaze, as if passing through a thick fog, fell on them!