Paradise Island, over sky city.
Yang Xiaojun was livid and stared at the city under his feet for a long time.
The other two people standing side by side with him, Emperor Shitian, the leader of Tianzu the next day, frowned deeply and stared at the city under his feet.
Another immortal, the old Taoist priest with a childlike face and Hefa, betrayed the Taoism behind the heartbroken childe and took refuge in the ancestor of the sect of western religion. The whole sect was dug up by Yang Qiu. Now there are only these two people left.
This old Taoist is also the terrorist strength of the third product of Da Luo Jinxian.
Yang Xiaojun, an old Taoist, has the same strength, and the strength of emperor Shitian can only be higher than them.
Mahayana masters can move mountains and reclaim the sea.
Tianxian Jiupin has the terrorist ability to easily destroy a planet.
The celestial being can easily turn the stars and destroy a small galaxy.
As for Jinxian, the existence of Da Luo Jinxian, I''m afraid that with a breath, a galaxy and star region can easily become extinct.
The existence of this terror, when looking at the city under your feet, you don''t dare to move at all.
This is an ordinary city. No matter what miracle city or miracle it is, an idea will die out for them.
However, it is this city that makes them dare not act rashly.
Heartbroken childe, Emperor Shi Yan and nun Shura are all standing far away, while Yang Changkong is in the forbidden air array arranged by Yang Xiaojun in the distance, and Xia Yu is behind him.
Wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, the Taoist suddenly took a long breath and said:
"There is something strange about this city. Old Taoist, I''d better... Stay out of it for the time being!"
Yang Xiaojun smiled coldly and said contemptuously:
"Hua Jiu, you used to be a big man in heaven. Unexpectedly, now you have become a shrinking turtle."
The old Taoist called Hua Jiu squinted gently and then smiled:
"This city is obviously a Taoist weapon. Lord Tianjun is naturally fearless, but I still know myself a little! We outsiders should not meddle in the affairs of your Yang family! "
Hua Jiu took two steps back when he spoke.
How cunning the old guy is. If Yang Xiaojun can destroy here, he will naturally take revenge. If even Yang Xiaojun can''t do anything, Yang Qiu will have nothing to do again.
Revenge, of course, is better by hand, but there is nothing bad about having someone do it for you, and it also reduces the risk.
This is a Taoist instrument.
Compared with the immortal weapon, the weapon of the avenue is simply incomparable.
Yang Xiaojun is not a fool either. He took a deep look at old Hua Jiu, and then nodded slowly:
"Emperor Shitian, what about you?"
Emperor Shitian''s face twitched slightly, and he even retreated. A black door appeared out of thin air. As soon as he retreated, he sat on the throne in the door:
"If you can destroy here, our cooperation will still be effective!"
Yang Xiaojun''s eyes flashed two gloomy words. He hated the two bastards, but at this time, if he didn''t show some real skills, the other party would look down on him.
So he did it.
After all, it''s Luo Jinxian. His hand is naturally extraordinary, but it''s in the origin of the world. He can''t destroy the planet, so he can only carefully control his means.
Out of thin air, the whole earth was shrouded in a layer of purple. Even the saint''s eyes hidden in the void suddenly opened their eyes, but when the saint''s eyes saw this layer of purple awn, they closed their eyes slowly.
In the purple awn tumbling, a mysterious and incomparable magical force suddenly broke out from the sky city and crashed down, forming a terror column with a diameter of ten kilometers, and blasted down at the sky city.
The whole sky city suddenly flashed a circle of clear light, and that layer of blue light directly swallowed the magnificent light column on his head.
It''s like a clay ox entering the sea. Yang Xiaojun''s means disappear invisible.
Yang Xiaojun stared at the sky city at his feet and rubbed his eyes unbelievably.
Emperor Shi Tian and Hua Jiu Lao Dao exchanged a look with each other, quietly, and withdrew a long way back.
Emperor Shi Yan, nun Shura and heartbroken childe followed them, and their complexion became extremely ugly.
They did not expect that the city of Yang Qiu was so terrible.
Yang Xiaojun stared at the city under his feet. When he was about to do it again, a slight red light flashed in front of him.
The red light seemed to have no characteristics at all, and it was very common. It felt like someone struck a match in the night sky, but Yang Xiaojun suddenly screamed like a woman. Without saying a word, he turned and ran away.
Faster than him are emperor Shitian and Huajiu Laodao. The black hole behind emperor Shitian directly sucked him in, and the emperor Shiyan and nun around him disappeared out of thin air at the same time.
Boss Hua Jiu grabbed the heartbroken childe with one hand. It is estimated that it was only one hundred billionth of a second. He disappeared over sky city. His speed was so fast that he even led out a collapsed void.
The red light was a slight, thin sword light.
That sword light is pitifully weak. Even a monk in the period of Qi refining can emit a sword light 100 times stronger than this sword light.
However, the sword light made Yang Xiaojun feel a fear from the deepest part of his soul.
This sword light has no characteristics, only one.
Murderous!
Exterminate all, kill all the murderous spirit!
Under the sage, all the murderous spirit of second killing.
"No!"
Yang Xiaojun was so frightened that he howled. Because he was too scared and nervous, he even forgot to move all over his body.
The sword light flew over gently. It looked slow, but in fact, it was so fast that Yang Xiaojun couldn''t avoid it at all.
The sword light seemed to recognize people and knew that it was Yang Xiaojun''s hand, so it was only aimed at him.
The sword light came into contact with Yang Xiaojun, who suddenly burst out all kinds of brilliance. Any brilliance is the breath of congenital Lingbao.
A total of 108 breath of congenital Lingbao formed 108 layers of protection circle, which protected Yang Xiaojun.
This is all the possessions Yang Xiaojun has accumulated for countless years in his life.
Congenital Lingbao is equivalent to a saint''s thing, and this sword light is just a saint''s blow.
But Yang Xiaojun was terrified to find that the circle of light on him was breaking out at a very fast speed.
Every time an aperture is broken, he loses a congenital treasure.
"No!! Oh, my God! Damn it! "
Yang Xiaojun screamed and stared at the disappearance of the aperture on his body. He even heard the cry of these congenital treasures.
The second killing array in the third world was launched.
"Stop, or... He''ll die!"
Yang Xiaojun''s dead souls all took risks. Suddenly, there was another person in his hand. He trembled and raised his hand in fear. The sword light just broke through 108 light circles on him and stopped.
In his hand is Wang Jie.
The sword light slowly disappeared. In front of Yang Xiaojun, Yang Qiu slowly rose up from the sky city. His face was still calm and frightening. Looking at Yang Xiaojun with pale lips, Yang Qiu only said two words:
"Let go!"