Outside the Xianmen star, the originally fierce battle gradually stopped. Under the huge power that pervaded the whole starry sky, everyone had a feeling of being as small as a mole ant.


    The imperial court military began to shrink, lined up in neat formation and stood quietly, as if waiting for someone.


    The power of the Yang family and the Holy Church of Xianmen star also contracted back and returned to Xianmen star.


    "Here comes the Lord of the imperial court."


    The emperor of the Holy Church fell beside Yang Jiaqiang and said in a deep voice.


    Yang Jiaqiang''s face began to turn pale. After looking at the Yang family who had just fallen, he had no words.


    They all knew very well that the terrible Lord of the imperial court had finally come.


    Yang family, it''s dangerous!


    Time passed slowly in the strange silence.


    Finally, at a certain time, the imperial soldiers who had been standing quietly suddenly raised their arms, placed them horizontally in front of their chest, and shouted: "welcome your majesty!"


    In an instant, the huge sound waves directly overturned the starry sky and spread far away, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.


    In the sound waves, a golden figure slowly appeared from the depths of the starry sky, infinitely great and infinitely tall.


    His eyes shone golden light, slightly closed, and seemed to penetrate the void.


    A great voice came out of his mouth, forming huge waves and advancing layer by layer in the void.


    "Terran rebellion, Xianmen should be destroyed and die!"


    As soon as the voice came out, all the imperial soldiers shouted in unison: "die!"


    Boom!


    A golden giant palm suddenly appeared in the starry sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, occupied everyone''s sight, and grabbed it directly towards the Xianmen star.


    At this moment, the originally huge Xianmen star was as small as dust under this huge palm.


    At the same time, the hearts of the Yang family were dark, like falling into the abyss.


    In the face of this star power, no one can resist at all.


    The emperor of the holy church was pale and dejected. He murmured, "this is holy power, this is holy power!"


    Xiaojing slowly closes her eyes at Yang''s house.


    In the starry sky, the woman in the flying ship stared at the golden giant palm occupying the whole porthole and muttered to herself, "is this the real holy power?"


    The old man behind him sighed: "yes, this is the real holy power. Miss, we lost the bet. He didn''t show up. Let''s go."


    "No, this is his home. How could he not appear?" the woman still didn''t believe it and was still muttering to herself.


    "Maybe it''s not here, maybe it''s because we think we''re invincible to the holy power. In short, we lost the bet, and now we''re still coming... Huh? What''s that?"


    Before the old man finished speaking, he looked at the direction of Xianmen star with surprise on his face.


    The woman finally smiled and murmured, "he''s coming..."


    At the same time, on the Xianmen star, including Xiaojing, both Yang family disciples and saints looked at Yang Xuan''s closed courtyard.


    Above the courtyard, a huge golden hand suddenly appeared and butted with the huge palm falling in the sky.


    Boom!


    The golden awn is all over the sky, like a meteor broken, and like the Sky Lake hanging upside down. The endless great power forms a huge net in an instant, blocking all the power outside the net.


    The voice of the Lord of the imperial court came from the starry sky: "Yang Xuan!"


    Yang Xuan, dressed in white, stood quietly on the roof, looked up at the sky, and faintly replied, "it''s me!"


    "Long live the supreme elder!" the Yang family began to cheer.


    "Long live Xuansheng!" the more the saints began to cheer, the emperor even blushed with excitement.


    "Come, you and I fight!" the voice of the Lord of the imperial court is still great, without any emotional fluctuation.


    "Good!"


    Yang Xuan just returned a word, and then stretched out his hand. The world suddenly changed, and the starry sky disappeared directly, replaced by endless darkness.


    After that, Yang Xuan stepped forward and appeared directly in front of the Lord of the imperial court.


    The Lord of the imperial court in a Golden Dragon Robe looked around. Strange figures flickered from time to time in the endless darkness.


    "Domain? Have you become holy?" he looked at Yang Xuan and asked.


    "You can think so"


    Yang Xuan nodded and looked up and down at the Lord of the imperial court. After a long time, he asked, "if I remember correctly, this is the third time we met. Why do I feel that you are different from before?"


    As like as two peas of laughter, the emperor''s master was very much in the void. He pulled a similar court Lord from the void.


    "You mean him?" he smiled.


    The emperor who appeared later looked at Yang Xuan in front of him and said in shock, "Yang Xuan? You...?"


    Looking at the familiar face, Yang Xuan seemed to understand something and asked, "split body?"


    "Yes, he''s just a splinter that I use to guard the Terran. His cultivation is worthy of being semi holy. Recently, there was a problem and I took him back." the Lord of the imperial court said faintly.


    Yang Xuan understood that it was no wonder that he could escape from the Lord of the imperial court with the power of one emperor and the transcendental power of six-dimensional armor. It turned out that he was just a split body that had not been sanctified.


    "Yang Xuan, how can you become a saint? How can you?" the fission body was still chattering, but it was directly thrown into the void by the Lord of the imperial court and disappeared.


    "Come on, I''ll fight you and kill you, and then I''ll solve the problem of the Holy Church." the Lord of the imperial court said coldly.


    "It seems that you know that the holy religion has nothing to do with me?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "It doesn''t make any difference whether it''s relevant or irrelevant. If you die, everything will return to normal." the Lord of the imperial court''s attitude is very casual.


    Yang Xuan shrugged and suddenly asked with a smile, "what if you died?"


    "With you?" the Lord of the imperial court replied faintly, and then clapped it out.


    Boom!


    As the golden giant palm appeared again, in a moment, the void around the Lord of the imperial court exploded, revealing colorful lines.


    Countless regular lines coiled up like vines, tightly wrapped under the giant palm and fell down.


    The dark space was trembling, and layers of black ripples diffused out like water ripples, forming a dense network of bone rules, which pressed together towards Yang Xuan.


    In an instant, Yang Xuan understood.


    This is the real power of the saints, and this is the real power of rules. Compared with this, the fission body he had seen before is just a mole ant.


    Under this great power, any fancy skills and any cumbersome moves are jokes.


    This is like a giant tree growing in the mountains. No matter how luxuriant its branches and leaves are and how strong its trunk is, it is just a pile of waste firewood when it leaves the earth.


    The power of the Holy One is the power of rules; The battle of the saints is also the battle of rules.


    So Yang Xuan also shot.


    Just a punch!


    Ordinary fist, walking alone in the dark, like a lonely traveler, walking fearlessly in the dark forest.


    The wind blows the invisible branches, and the strange smell from the night is like a dormant beast that may explode and hurt people at any time.


    A light in the sky broke through the darkness and illuminated the advancing travelers.


    In an instant, the sky was bright, and the endless light lines lit up the traveler''s way like a sword.


    In this light path, there is only one traveler walking alone.