Hong Huang: Killing millions of immortals with a sword, you call this a drunkard

No wonder Haotian Yaochi and the other saints were so shocked.

At this moment, the scene outside the thirty-three heavens seemed even more terrifying than the scene between heaven and earth.

It was not just a surge of sword intent.

It's more like a terrifying and abnormal void storm.

Deep in Hongjun's eyes, a barely perceptible ripple flashed by in an instant, so fast that it almost made people think it was an illusion.

The brilliant sword intent that tore through the sky and penetrated the thirty-three heavens burned fiercely on the Dao hearts of everyone present.

Even Hongjun couldn't remain calm.

Before Haotian Yaochi's exclamation had died down, the invisible sword mark that pierced through the sky suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance!

That is not a physical entity, but the sharpness of pure law condensed to the extreme.

Suddenly, the illusory space itself was torn apart and annihilated as if it were nothing.

In an instant, the extremely solid dome of the Lingxiao Palace groaned under the heavy weight, and the defensive divine patterns composed of billions of immortal lights collapsed bit by bit, turning into fireflies flying all over the sky.

“Buzz…!”

The space crack was like a huge mouth of the abyss, madly corroding the pure chaotic energy outside the thirty-three days, and transforming it into an even more violent energy turbulence that gushed out.

The entire space-time structure of the Heavenly Palace was shaking violently, and the jade palace of the Immortal Palace was trembling, as if it would completely overturn in the next moment.

"presumptuous!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was as gloomy as water, and he suddenly took a step forward.

Auspicious clouds rolled above his head, and auspicious garlands from the heavens dropped infinite clear light, trying to stabilize this crumbling world.

However, the remaining edge of the sword intent was so sharp that it faintly pierced through his saintly pressure, causing the clear light barrier to ripple violently and emit a harsh friction sound.

Yuanshi Tianzun's face turned ashen in an instant, and for the first time, a trace of solemnity and suspicion flashed across his eyes.

This change happened so quickly that it caught people off guard.

Yuanshi didn't think too much about it at all, everything was just done subconsciously.

But he didn't expect that the sword intent, or offensive force, that pierced through the void would be so powerful.

Even the dignified leader of the Chan sect was unable to fight back.

"Jin'ao Island!"

Laozi's low voice sounded, carrying with it an unprecedented chill and a barely perceptible vibration.

Obviously.

Compared with Yuanshi, Laozi's reaction is faster.

In an instant, he realized that the sword intent came from the direction of Jin'ao Island.

The whisk in his hand moved without wind, and the Taiqing Immortal Light poured down like mercury, covering the huge space crack and trying to heal the wound.

But the will to create new things contained in that sword mark was too overbearing.

As soon as the Taiqing Immortal Light came into contact, it melted away violently like ice and snow meeting boiling water, and the speed of its healing was so slow that it was heart-pounding.

Laozi's brows were deeply furrowed, and a storm of emotions arose in his heart.

This sword could actually ignore the barriers of the saint's temple and directly cut into the core of the heaven!

Its power and its meaning have already exceeded the limits of his previous understanding of swordsmanship.

That's right!

It is the barrier of the saint’s dojo!

After all, this so-called Heavenly Palace, although it seems to be presided over by Haotian Yaochi, is high up in the position of the Emperor of Heaven and the Empress of Heaven.

But don’t forget that it was Daozu Hongjun who personally took action to rebuild the Thirty-three Heavens, or to re-establish the Heavenly Court.

The expressions of the Taoist Jie Yin and the Taoist Zhunti changed drastically.

The West has always been poor, and they attach the most importance to the foundation of the temple.

At this moment, seeing the defense of the ancestral temple of all heavenly realms being torn apart by a single sword, the horror in his heart was beyond words.

The three relics above Jie Yin's head were spinning rapidly, emitting infinite Buddha light in an attempt to purify the chaotic turbulence of laws.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in Zhunti's hand swung wildly, and the colorful divine light rushed towards the crack like a streak of silk, trying to wipe off the remaining sharp sword intent.

however!

The divine light flashed by, and the sword intent only paused slightly, and then burst out with a sharper cold light.

Zhunti's action not only failed to wipe out the sword light in the sky.

Instead, the sword light cut the seven-colored divine light into pieces! Zhunti Taoist's eyes twitched, and his hand holding the treasure tree tightened a little unconsciously.

Haotian and Yaochi were already pale with fear.

If he had not been in the Lingxiao Palace, with the protection of the saints, he would have been torn into pieces by the terrifying sword intent that was escaping.

The two of them couldn't stop shaking violently. They looked at each other and could see the heartbreak in each other's hearts.

Such a great terror is no longer something they can intervene in.

The ecstasy of revitalizing the Heavenly Court was instantly extinguished by this sword blow.

A sword from the Jiejiao sect came from the air, and it even ignored the barriers of the Heavenly Palace?!

What made them even more frightened was the List of Gods hanging in the hall, which had just been given supreme authority by Hongjun and symbolized the future hope of Heaven!

At this moment, under the impact of the terrifying aftermath of the sword intent that created the sky, this sacred object of the heavenly way actually emitted a slight humming sound.

The divine light on the body of the list flickered violently, and the patterns of power flowing on it seemed to be under invisible suppression, and there was a slight stagnation in its operation!

Haotian became more and more frightened.

This Conferred List of Gods is their only hope! If even this treasure can't withstand the might of Jin'ao Island...

Fortunately, just when the saints looked solemn and Haotian Yaochi was horrified.

Daozu Hongjun finally took action at this time.

He didn't make any unnecessary movements.

He just raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the space crack that ran through the heavens and was still raging wildly.

In an instant, an indescribable and vast will that transcends all the laws of the heavens descended silently!

That was not the clear light of Yuanshi Tianzun, nor was it the Taiqing immortal light of Laozi, nor was it the Buddha light of the two Western saints.

Rather, it is a kind of... manifestation of the will of heaven and earth itself, the most original "Tao" is in operation!

The space crack that was originally raging violently and devouring the chaotic energy was gently and irresistibly smoothed out by an invisible big hand the moment this will descended.

The terrifying sword intent that was powerful enough to tear through the barriers of the saint's dojo and annihilate the stars seemed to have met its natural nemesis.

The void exploded with a deafening roar, but fortunately, the terrifying sword intent that had been spreading before was finally completely blocked.

Billions of broken divine patterns of law stopped disintegrating, and the chaotic and turbulent chaotic energy suddenly subsided.

The heart-pounding feeling of space tearing receded like the tide.

The violently shaking Lingxiao Palace, along with the entire thirty-three heavens, stabilized again at this moment, as if the earth-shattering scene just now had never happened.

The power of the Taoist Patriarch is fully displayed.

It can be said that Laozi, Yuanshi and other four saints only control the power of the Tao.

And in this vast and ancient world, Hongjun Daozu himself is the manifestation of Tao.

After a long time, the turmoil in the Heavenly Palace finally subsided completely.

Hongjun flicked his sleeves lightly, restoring the peace and tranquility here.

Haotian Yaochi, the Four Saints and others all breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could say anything more.

After doing all this, Hongjun suddenly turned around, his eyes flashing with cold lightning as he looked towards the direction of Jinao Island.

"Gu Changqing..."

"Are you trying to intimidate me?!"