"Ancestor?"
Xuan Jizi and Sheng Rui looked at each other in shock. They definitely didn't expect that their ancestor Tai Shuangtian would actually escape. They seemed to feel a great threat under Xiao Naihe's divine power.
At this time, Rao was so arrogant that he quickly took Sheng Rui and the two of them to tear the void, wrapped up his spiritual thoughts, entered the cracks in the void, and left Yantian Pavilion.
The dignified Supreme Elder and Sect Master of the Wushuang Sect fled immediately, leaving behind the hundreds of thousands of invading disciples in Yantian Pavilion. No one knows until now that all three senior officials of the Wushuang Sect have escaped.
"If I hadn't absorbed the magical power of the First Sword Emperor, I'm afraid that even if I relied on my own strength to directly create a creature from the void and become the sixth level of the Supreme Realm, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to defeat Taishuangtian today."
Although Xiao Naihe was able to achieve the sixth level of the Supreme Realm, it was because he had already reached it in front of him. Even without the divine power of the First Sword King, he still had a great chance of stepping into it.
However, even if he relies on his own ability to reach the level of void creation, at most he can only be the sixth peak of the Supreme Realm and the first person under the Creator.
But he absorbed the power of the First Sword Emperor. The loser among the demons was himself a powerful Creator. After absorbing his power, how could Xiao Nai be able to compete with the Creator at the sixth level of the Supreme Realm? exist.
The reason why Xiao Naihe was able to scare Tai Shuangtian away today was because of his Taoist weapon. The main reason was because of the power of the First Sword Emperor.
Xiao Naihe breathed a sigh of relief, with a glimmer of light in his eyes as he exhaled slightly.
Then, his spiritual thoughts were released into the void, and the light network formed by his spiritual thoughts was emitted, forming a monstrous aura of power. After a while, any Wushuang sect in the entire Yantian Pavilion was engulfed. The disciples all appeared clearly in his mind.
"These people are coming here. Although they are loyal to the emperor, their enemies are their enemies."
For the disciples of the Wushuang Sect, Xiao Naihe didn't have much trouble. Instead, he directly released the old nine rings into the void, and continuously transformed ninety-nine formations in the sky.
This formation is the "moment day formation" that was learned from the original saint's human experience. Ninety-nine formations are linked together, and each formation will change ninety-nine times in one breath.
As long as they are not the Creator, no cultivator can enter or exit this formation at will.
Of course, it is impossible for those Wushuang Sect disciples to come out of Yantian Pavilion.
"Ren the sect master, ren the sect master!"
Xiao Naihe's voice turned into a thread and was directly forced into the void, and he immediately sensed the secret realm of the book collection.
The secret realm of the book collection itself was formed by a Taoist weapon. Under the bombardment of Taishuangtian's divine power, it was almost broken.
Now, as soon as Xiao Naihe's consciousness touched it, it was like a sharp sword piercing into the gap in the wall, digging it into pieces in an instant.
Hua Hua Hua...
All the fragments of the secret realm fell down, and all the tens of thousands of years of books in Yantian Pavilion were exposed to the broad daylight.
"Could it be that the Wushuang Sect has already invaded the secret realm of the book collection?"
Fu Hai's expression changed.
Ren Gongming closed his eyes and showed despair on his face: "God is going to destroy me, Yantian Pavilion..."
At this moment, Ren Gongming's expression moved slightly, as if he noticed something. After listening carefully, ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face: "Is it you, Naihe?"
"It's me, Sect Leader Ren. Sheng Rui and several others from the Wushuang Sect have retreated, but all the 100,000 disciples of the Wushuang Sect are trapped inside. The rest is up to you!"
Ren Gongming still wanted to ask questions, but Xiao Naihe's consciousness had been cut off, leaving only a trace of the aftermath of his divine power.
"Did something happen over there in Naihe?"
As early as the conversation between Ren Gongming and Xiao Naihe, the people nearby had already heard it, and Xue Xingfeng asked quickly.
I saw Ren Gongming's face became a little strange, and he directly said everything Xiao Naihe said just now.
The faces of Bao Feng and others suddenly became weird, but Xue Xingfeng was the first to react. He quickly released his spiritual thoughts into the void, and then there seemed to be waves of fluctuations that spread out. .
"Xuan Jizi, Sheng Rui, and that mysterious existence are indeed not here. Their auras have disappeared? How could this happen?"
Ao Feng was shocked, and suddenly remembered Xiao Naihe's words, and couldn't help but said: "Could it be that Elder Xiao beat those three people away alone?"
If this is really the case, then Xiao Naihe's power is so terrifying. When even Xue Xingfeng and others thought of this possibility, they felt a sense of horror in their hearts.
They were separated from Xiao Naihe for only a short period of time. If Xiao Naihe could grow to this point during this period of time, it would no longer be a level that ordinary people could achieve.
"Haha, no matter what, this matter must be related to Naihe. Instead of waiting here, it is better to rush out and take down all the Wushuang Sect disciples."
Xue Xingfeng's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light.
Not only him, but also Ren Gongming, Ao Feng, Nangong Liehuo and others, as well as millions of Yantian Pavilion disciples, have been forced by the Wushuang Sect and others to escape into the secret realm of the book collection during this period. If the news spreads, they will His reputation will plummet immediately.
After being burned for so long, these people all had a burst of anger in their hearts, and when they heard Ren Gongming's words, they burst out all of a sudden.
"Oh oh oh!"
Long howls and the cries of millions of Yantian Pavilion disciples were heard, and waves of tyrannical energy and blood gathered together and rushed into the sky.
Xiao Naihe raised his head, only to see the beacon smoke formed by Qi and blood, like a beam of light, escaping into the supreme sky, and soon spread out.
"Has it started yet?"
Xiao Naihe's face was slightly pale, not because he was shocked by the power of the sound, but because he was dealing with Tai Shuangtian, and the power he exerted continuously had drained a lot of the divine power from his body.
Even if his own strength can compete with ordinary Creators, at the sixth level of the Supreme Realm, it is impossible for him to do so without paying any price.
Thick mana fluctuations spread, and Xiao Naihe floated in the void, slowly recovering his strength.
From noon to evening, the suppression of the Wushuang Sect disciples had completely come to an end.
Because of the departure of Xuan Jizi and others, these Wushuang Sect disciples had long been frightened to their core, and millions of Yantian Pavilion disciples all swarmed forward.
Coupled with the anger accumulated during this period, these Wushuang Sect disciples are like eagles catching chickens, catching turtles in an urn with ease.
In less than half a day, they were all taken down.