Chapter 632 Great Sage of Zhixingguan

"Boom boom..."

Above Qingling Island, the real battle was already unseen.

Those realms did not unfold between heaven and earth, but seemed to directly open up the rest of the space battlefield.

Everything seemed to have returned to normal, but it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Although no strange phenomena appeared above the sky, there were constant collisions like thunder.

At this moment, the Han family felt a little confused, as if they had just experienced a dream.

"Let's go, go to the Nebula Secret Realm!"

Cheng Lingsu stood up, and at this moment she was extremely sober.

She made up her mind.

Knowing that the real storm was far from stopping, the island could no longer be protected by the island protection formation alone.

And the Han family, the only one who could really resist it was perhaps that secret realm.

Outsiders might not be able to find a way to enter it.

Even if they entered it, they could probably rely on that magical secret realm to resist it.

"But what about the ordinary people?"

Han Tiangui was worried.

At this time, Cheng Lingsu took out a small red box, which was the Red Phoenix Coffin!

Then her beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a small drop of spiritual blood carrying the breath of Nirvana flew out of her belly!

It came from the child who had not yet been born in her belly!

The spiritual blood fell on the Red Phoenix Coffin, and indeed a door opened.

"Let all the ordinary people enter it, and they can be brought into the secret realm!"

The Han family immediately went to the Red Phoenix Coffin under the command of the mistress.

This time is destined to be long, but it can only be like this.

This sudden change made everyone at a loss.

"Don't be stingy with resources, survival is important!"

At this moment, Cheng Lingsu was undoubtedly very courageous.

Her cold face was full of unquestionable.

But there was still some worry hidden in it.

Because her husband was not sure where he was at the moment...

The chaos was like a tree full of flowers, which were scattered all over the ground by a strong wind.

It turns out that the order of millions of years can be broken in just one night.

Ordinary people are just struggling to survive in the waves.

In the treasure house, a spine in Han Tianming's body has completely turned golden!

It is almost like it is made of gold, exuding an ancient sword spirit and an extremely strong breath!

His body and flesh seem to be stained with gold.

This is because he used the body tempering method to absorb the terrifying sword spirit.

While enduring the heart-wrenching pain, his body tempering skills are constantly improving.

The golden secret power flows along the spine to the other bones in his body, as if it will not stop until his whole body is transformed.

The power on the golden sword seems to be inexhaustible.

But Han Tianming has already lost the ability to perceive other things at this moment.

In addition to the severe pain, he can no longer perceive anything else.

Every minute and every second of time passing is extremely long for him, and the endless pain can no longer make him split his mind.

For those big guys in the outside world, it is common to fight for a long time.

The only ones who suffer are the weak cultivators under this sky.

"Alas..."

A sigh resounded in the southwest.

A green-shirted figure walked out of the void, holding only a measuring ruler in his hand, and gently drew a line in the air in front of him.

Suddenly, thousands of feet of green air surged out, and it seemed that a dividing line appeared between heaven and earth, and there was a fierce battle above.

The bottom was shrouded in green light, and everyone seemed to be able to move freely at this moment.

"Fellow Daoist Meng Xuan, don't you come up and fight?"

The people on the sky were fighting with the black dragon, and they could still divide their minds.

It was obvious that they did not really exert their full strength, nor would they exert their full strength.

They just wanted to drag the black dragon to death, and there was no need to show their trump cards at this time.

At this moment, speaking out was just to test the intentions of the great sage of Zhixing Temple.

"You guys fight for it."

Meng Xuan sat cross-legged in the void, and stayed on the line he drew.

He slowly closed his eyes.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and those people in the sky will not let him have a rest.

Although he is a gentleman, he only wants to protect the creatures below.

But those beings in the sky are villains. They do not think that his behavior is selfless at this moment, but think that the other party may be waiting for him to tire himself out.

"Hmph!"

Someone secretly attacked, just to tear the bottom line drawn by this great Confucian sage!

"Om..."

Another black-robed man walked out of the void in this world.

The strong wind could not lift his robe, and his hair was combed without any mess.

In his hand, he held a special magic weapon.

It looks like an iron shovel, but it is very different.

It turned out to be a "square liter", which is the tool used by the counter-suers to weigh rice.

When this person appeared, there were inexplicable Taoist patterns, crisscrossing.

Covering the already fluctuating "bottom line".

"You fight for your own, how innocent are the living beings?"

The master of Zhixing Hall said so.

He didn't want to show up, and the fundamental reason why he chose to hide in the world was that he had no hope for such a world.

The rituals and music were broken, and there were no laws.

But he couldn't let the people below die, so he had to show up.

"Shang Jun is really righteous!"

"It's been so long since we last met, I thought you were dead!"

The old ancestor of the Li family laughed sinisterly.

Speaking of which, the Wanfa Hall has some disputes with his Li family.

In the ancient Three Kingdoms, Yunqin worshipped Xuanmen as the main sect, and Confucianism and Legalism were parallel, with these two as supplements.

The kingly way and the hegemonic way were used together.

Even the ancient Tangzang Kingdom learned a lot from it.

Only the Da Mang Dynasty, where his Li family is located, only believes in the strong being respected.

The other two countries all regard Da Mang as a barbarian and ridicule it.

Now that old friends meet, it is natural to have some sarcasm.

"The barbaric land has not been educated, does not obey the law and only believes in swords and guns. What can I say to you?"

Shang Jun gently bowed to Meng Xuan, and then sat down beside him.

It was like two high mountains, suppressing the entire southwest.

A big net divided the sky, so that this piece of creatures finally had peace.

"Where is the Taoist friend from Xinggong?"

Speaking of which, the Legalists were not originally among the three religions, but evolved later.

But in the end, they were accepted by Taoism and Confucianism, so they naturally have their own unique features.

They are much better than the others.

That's why the three sects are close. Now that the two of them are here, they can't help but ask about Xinggong.

The great sage of Zhixing Temple couldn't help but shake his head.

"I haven't seen Taoist friend Xingchen here. Maybe there is something else important?"

While the two were talking, they suddenly looked up at the southwest border.

There seems to be a special breath emerging over there.

"Hmm?"

They sensed the breath of Xingchen, but among them, there are also Jietian Dao and Yinyang Shengjiao?

"Dongdongdong..."

The void was suddenly split open, as if a curtain was opened with a gap.

A figure fell out from it, it was the Holy Yin Envoy!

"Yinyang Shengjiao?"