This majestic energy spread over dozens or hundreds of miles, dyeing everything at the end of the sky blazing white, almost obscuring everyone's vision.
At this moment, everyone standing in Fengyang County felt that the sky, the earth, the city, and the houses had all disappeared, leaving them alone standing in the center of the white world. They could even feel the warmth when the white light flowed around them.
But to those monsters and demons, the white color is their natural enemy, and they all dissolve into it.
"Great and righteous spirit!" Not only the demon sect monks were shocked, but also Zou Hongjun, the principal of Fengyang Academy who released this scene.
She had never seen or imagined a scene where the great righteous energy was released in this way, as if there was only this one great sun in the world, overshadowing everything.
All the city dwellers and Taoist monks who saw this scene instantly felt great admiration for the academy. No matter who saw this scene, it would be impossible not to be moved.
However, the one who bore the brunt of the attack at this moment was not the mountain ghosts or demons in the city, but Bai Jiulong, the general of the Yeting Kingdom who was conquering the east and whose demonic form appeared in the sky.
He took the saint's picture head-on and struck it with the bloody army flag in his hand. In an instant, the flag collapsed and was destroyed.
Under the counterattack of righteous energy, white light rose like the sun, impacting the demon god's Dharma image and dissolving it layer by layer. The demon god's Dharma image collapsed instantly, like a thousand-meter-high mountain collapsing.
"Ah... Saint... Saint of the Academy?" Bai Jiulong screamed and howled, and his roar exploded in the sky. Even a hundred miles away, one could hear the fear and terror in the voice.
How could he not know what on earth he had encountered? In this scene, even the academy teacher Gong Yangli holding the preaching jade slips might not be able to release such a righteous spirit that covered the sky and the sun. The tens of thousands of troops under his command and the elite disciples and demons carefully trained by the Demon Sect were all wiped out by a single blow.
Those soldiers who were contaminated by the evil spirit were still okay, most of them were just seriously injured or weakened, but almost none of the demons and evil cultivators survived.
The demon god's Dharma image and the monstrous demonic energy dissolved, and Bai Jiulong revealed his true form and fled into the distance. However, how could an escaping light be as fast as light? In the blink of an eye, he was enveloped by the overwhelming white light and righteous energy.
When the demon's body and divine armor collapsed, he was still trying hard to look at the painting that continuously released the great righteous energy. Faintly, he could see that the painting showed a fairy island palace that stretched endlessly, and there were countless fairies flying and soaring under the moon.
"Youdu Xianque... Fengsheng..."
This sight made people feel extremely desperate. If it were the other saints in the academy, he might still have a chance to survive. But this picture of the Fairy Palace Under the Moon was actually drawn by Feng Sheng. Bai Jiulong was shocked and scared.
At this moment of madness, Bai Jiulong actually used his hands to cut open his own chest and abdomen. Unable to see the internal organs in the abdominal cavity, there were balls of golden flames instead.
"Demon Lord! Save me!" Bai Jiulong seemed to be thousands of miles away, offering sacrifices and prayers to an extremely powerful being through some kind of sacrificial method, and borrowing power.
Balls of golden flame shot out from its body into the sky, one turned into two, two turned into three, and instantly expanded to the extreme, like a sea of fire towering above the sky.
And in the sea of fire, one can vaguely see a thousand-meter altar floating up and down in the sea of fire, engraved with tens of millions of immortal patterns and ancient barbaric sacrificial patterns. It seems that one can feel that hundreds of millions of ancient ancestors and countless barbaric creatures have worshiped at this altar.
"Immortal weapon!"
"Not good, this is the Dao domain, the power of immortals and gods!"
Others might not be able to tell what it was and were still confused about the situation in the sky, but Taoist Yuyan observed for a moment and recognized what it was.
His face suddenly changed in horror. The powerful demon cultivator Bai Jiulong who was in the possession realm was already an extremely terrifying existence for the entire Fengyang County. Now, a fairy weapon appeared to condense the great Dao domain.
Not to mention that this thing appeared in Fengyang County, even the entire Dongzhou would tremble.
Sure enough, the fire altar and the great Dao domain instantly blocked Bai Jiulong's way, and the righteous energy that invaded was completely blocked.
At the same time, a shadow like a god or Buddha slowly appeared above the flame altar, sitting high above the sea of fire and the altar, as if accepting the worship of all the people.
However, that figure was just an illusion. It seemed that both the magic weapon and its owner were thousands of miles away at the moment, and it was impossible for them to arrive here in an instant.
Bai Jiulong, who was in an extremely miserable state with only half of his body left, finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood under the fire altar like a vassal.
"Thank you, Demon Lord, for saving my life!"
However, the projected ruler of Yeting Kingdom, Lord Huode, did not look at Bai Jiulong at all, but looked at the picture of the Immortal Palace under the Moon cautiously.
Because at this moment, in the Moonlight Fairy Palace Picture, where the righteous energy was gradually exhausted, it was instantly stimulated by the appearance of demonic energy and the Dao Dharma Realm, and the scenes inside kept changing.
It would have been fine if the ruler of the demonic Yeting Kingdom, who was born under the Fire Virtue Star, had not shown up, but his appearance completely alarmed the last restriction of the Moonlit Fairy Palace Picture drawn by Feng Sheng.
All I could see was the fairy palace under the moon in the painting, a fairy island palace that originally floated in the air. Through the cold corridor, I could see a small, almost unclear figure in the palace. It was a god in a white robe who was painting with his head down, and next to him stood a dragon girl in a red skirt holding a wine jug.
At this moment, the figure in the painting seemed to come alive, and actually turned his head and slowly looked behind him.
As he turned around, the terrifying pressure descended upon the entire Fengyang City within a hundred miles. The air and wind froze instantly. The King of Yeting Kingdom and Bai Jiulong under the altar felt that the sky and the earth had lost their color. At this moment, they only saw a pair of cold eyes looking down at eternity.
The hand and the pen that were painting flew out together, crossed the distance between the sky and the earth in the painting, and appeared directly in the sky of Fengyang County.
A giant holding an ink-colored pen poked directly into the sky, piercing through the Dao domain and the fire altar with one blow, and instantly wiping out the endless sea of fire and everything in the sky.
Whether it was Bai Jiulong or the King of Yeting, they could only watch the giant hand and pen coming towards them without being able to move.
In an instant, everything vanished, and the giant palm and the ink brush were also absorbed into the painting. The scroll that was originally shining with divine light for a hundred miles also fell from the sky in an instant. The scroll no longer had any vitality, and even the figure of Feng Sheng that was originally in the Xianque Palace disappeared without a trace.
Thousands of miles away, in the Yeting Kingdom, violent flames erupted and burned the sky red. A god or demon let out a painful and angry roar, alarming the entire Yeting Kingdom's capital.