The sky is broken!
Thirty-three days, following the Great War of Immortal Kings, another world was destroyed!
In an instant, the glass-shaped dome in the sky began to collapse, and then a fire descended from the sky, and above the earth, there was a little immortal energy rushing towards Jiutian like fireworks. It looked extremely magnificent, It seems that the earth is transpiring strands of purple, extremely wide, and this piece of land also seems to have lost the original power that brought them together in the first place, and a huge crack appeared, and the immortals in the field Everyone understands that this kind of crack will eventually become bigger and bigger, and finally become torn apart, and the rocks will be scattered across the sky, and all vitality will be annihilated. In the end, no more creatures will be born here, and it will become an eternal dead zone...
"God... my god..."
In the distance, a voice burst into tears, it was Le Shaner, the Demon Lord of Taier.
He is crying for this side of the sky!
And in this chaos, the demon army and the immortal army were all in chaos, scattered and fled in all directions, escaping this doomsday-like chaos. Fortunately, the sky domain no longer exists, and they can escape to the star domain without restraint. The immortals on Fang Xing's side who came to help didn't take it too seriously. The chaos between the heaven and the earth looks vast and terrifying, but it is very difficult for them who have the cultivation base of the Da Luo Jinxian, or are close to the cultivation base of the Da Luo Jinxian. The threat is not that great. At this moment, they are all paying attention to Fang Xing...
"Di Liu, don't try to bully people too much, we will fight with you!"
In this chaotic sky, both Yan Zhaoge and Lu Xiaojun acted like crazy, and Fang Xing stopped their Heavenly Will Sword and Emperor Talisman, which completely dispelled the tension in their hearts. The last hope of escaping, but they are emperors and emperors after all. At this time, there is no fear, but the courage in their hearts is aroused. Fa, they rushed towards Fang Xing one after another, and they actually put on a posture of wanting to die together!
"Hehe, at this time, you still want to call me Diliu?"
Fang Xing laughed loudly when he heard the words, his eyes shot brightly, his body was vertical and horizontal like a strong wind, his left sword and right halberd were overflowing with murderous aura, and the two fought separately.
These two emperors and emperors, in all fairness, their strengths are not bad. To a certain extent, their personal strengths have even surpassed the other devils except Wanchouhai. The Heavenly Will Sword and the Emperor Talisman, and their individual abilities were already comparable to those of Wangyou Demon Lord Xiao Beiming. At this moment, the two gave up all hope of escape, and joined forces to attack. In terms of strength, even someone like Immortal Lingxu wouldn't dare to be careless in front of them...
But now, there is a rumble in the body, and Fang Xing, who is undergoing earth-shaking changes in the world of consciousness, has revealed the strength to crush everything. Now Wanchouhai's mighty magic power has not been dispersed, and the endless The magic energy is constantly turning into the source, and then filled into Fang Xing's consciousness, which also leads to Fang Xing's own strength, which is getting stronger and stronger as he fights. Both the Man Dao and the Nine Dao Halberd revealed the fierce power of crushing everything, and pressed the two of them down!
What is even more terrifying is what he said!
At this time, Fang Xing, who had no taboos, would not hide his identity, so he drank it coldly!
The two people heard it in their ears, and immediately gave birth to a turbulent sea...
"You...you really are not Diliu..."
Yan Zhaoge yelled, with endless hatred and fear in his voice: "Who are you?"
During this great battle in Taihetian, both he and Lu Xiaojun, the daughter of the Great Cangtian Emperor, became suspicious early on. They still regarded him as the son of the Great Chitian Emperor, and at this time, when Fang Xing said these words, it undoubtedly confirmed their doubts and made them deeply frightened!
If this fellow is not Diliu, then who is he
If he wasn't Diliu, how could he have deceived so many people in Da Chitian
Could it be that, behind all this, there is the collusion between Da Chitian and the mysterious enemy
"Who am I?"
Fang Xing laughed coldly, shook his arms, and suddenly, the somewhat illusory shadow behind him suddenly became clearer and clearer, and in the end, it didn't look like It was a shadow, but it seemed that there was a real world that appeared behind him at this moment, appeared above the ruins, and suppressed it with a bang!
At the same time, in this piece of collapsed Taihe Heavenly Territory and the depths of the cracked earth, there is a burst of Qi soaring into the sky!
It was an ancient breath that had been buried for an unknown amount of time!
That aura has been deliberately wiped away, leaving no trace left!
But until then, no one discovered that this aura still existed, but it was hard to be noticed by others!
"The one who will hold the sword and bury the sky in the future, I am the eleven disciples of Taishang..."
There was an invisible scream, and with the appearance of that breath, it resounded through this chaotic realm!
At the same time, in this chaotic field, a phantom appeared strangely. It seemed that there was an endless stretch of Cangshan Mountain. It seemed that there appeared an ancient orthodoxy, built on Cangshan Mountain, with eaves and pavilions, faintly visible. , countless people with ancient and calm auras, travel between the mountains, find friends and discuss the Tao, ask chess and taste tea, worship the heaven and the earth, and discuss the Dao...
... After that, a catastrophe suddenly fell from the sky, and countless purple thunders fell from the sky, killing everything!
The earth is drowsy, dead and withered, and there are unwilling resentments floating on this ruins for thousands of years!
But now, all these grievances have turned into an old cry: In the future, the one who will bury the sky with a sword will be my eleven disciples!
Rumble!
With the sound of that shout, that kind of breath instantly blessed the phantom of the world behind Fang Xing!
The blessing of this breath immediately caused a series of muffled thunders to resound in Fang Xing's body!
That was the sound of fate being broken!
Taishangdao, the Taishangdao that was buried ten thousand years ago, still left something behind, hidden in a place that no one can detect under this scorched Taie plain, but now, with the Taihetian The collapse of these inheritances all reappeared in the sky, and then they were attracted by Fang Xing's breath of the Supreme Consciousness, and blessed him one after another, solving the endless doubts in his heart!
"Too Shang Dao, Tai Shang Dao, is this the final decision you made after all your premonitions?"
Even Fang Xing, when that aura appeared, there was a moment of confusion in his eyes.
Then he muttered to himself, his eyes filled with surprise, surprise, and even a touch of unconcealable fear...
"You... so you are a disciple of the Supreme Dao, and you are the burial person in the prophecy!"
The ones who were more terrified were undoubtedly Yan Zhaoge and Lu Xiaojun. At this moment, how could they not see the connection between Fang Xing and Taishangdao? This shocked them even more than discovering that Diliu was not Diliu, and was shocked countless times...
After discovering this, they simply don't know how to get rid of the fear in their hearts!
And the world that was suppressing them head-on also made them lose all thoughts of resistance. They could only watch helplessly as that world was suppressed. They knew that in the face of such a powerful suppression, all magical powers and magic weapons , are useless, can not resist, can not escape, they sensed the crisis, and then soared into the sky, subconsciously to resist the aura of the crisis, under the suppression of this phantom of the world, they can't last half a breath at all, has been annihilated...
boom! boom! boom!
Gunpowder smoke billows, the sky and the earth are dark, and all the turmoil is subdued...
Yan Zhaoge, the emperor of the Taixuan Heaven, and Lu Xiaojun, the daughter of the Great Cangtian Emperor, lost all resistance at the same time. They were suppressed by that invisible but extremely real world. When Fang Xing withdrew the power Sometimes, I can't even stand up!
"It turns out that you are a disciple of the Supreme Dao..."
Yan Zhaoge raised his head with difficulty, looked at Fang Xing with hatred in his eyes, and couldn't hide his panic.
"You seem very reluctant to believe that?"
Fang Xing looked down at him, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"No, I believe..."
However, Yan Zhaoge shook his head heavily: "Only disciples of the Supreme Dao can make me lose so badly. Diliu is impossible, and Diliu is absolutely impossible to be our opponent. It is also because we underestimated I miss you, thinking that you are just a mere son of the emperor, that's why you are so miserable, ha ha... ha ha... If I had known that you were a disciple of the Supreme Dao, then you... the current you... "
Fang Xing was slightly startled when he heard this, and then sneered.
In his opinion, the status of this Supreme Daoist disciple just made him like a bereaved dog, always thinking of saving his life, but he didn't expect that this Taixuantian Emperor thought from the bottom of his heart that a Supreme Daoist disciple should be so strong and should be so powerful. Have such ability!
Probably the prophecy, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has left a deep imprint in their hearts!
"You set up such a big picture, getting involved in the three imperial palaces, and including the Six Demon Heavens in your pocket, you must have a big plan. Now we have all become your prisoners, and there is no threat to you, so, is it right? Can you tell us your true intentions?"
Lu Xiaojun seemed much calmer, sat up cross-legged, and asked in a flat voice.
"My true intentions?"
It took Fang Xing a while to understand what Lu Xiaojun said, but the empress thought that there was some big conspiracy to bury the thirty-three days here, but this sentence made him laugh. After a while, he turned around and shouted at the group of toad soldiers in the distance: "Come here, some people, tie up these two fat sheep for me, then write to the two imperial palaces, obediently take money to redeem them..."