The night was dark and the moonlight lost its luster at this moment.
The eastern land, the southern region, and the entire sky were covered by a world of chaos.
At this moment, everything is quiet. Only the red line in the sky is so eye-catching.
The line cut by the wind is the only scene in the night sky.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene!
"This is the virtual world! It's the power of rules!" When the God Transformer saw the void and chaotic world above, his expression changed drastically.
The sky is dark and red. There is silence in ten directions and a hundred miles in radius, suffused with raging fire.
This flame is so hot that it can burn the mind, and even several powerful gods feel their hearts tremble.
The ground was flowing with blood, and a severed arm was mixed in the blood.
The blood was boiling, and the severed arm was burning in the blood. In just one breath, it was burned to ashes.
The owner of this arm is none other than the gray-haired man from the Ye family.
The gray-haired man's face turned pale. The blow just now made him feel the meaning of death.
He had not felt death for thousands of years, and now the familiar yet unfamiliar feeling struck him again, which frightened him.
"Which senior is it?" The gray-haired man covered his bleeding shoulder and asked without even swallowing the pill.
There was some fear in his words, but more of it was anger.
The gray-haired man is a member of Donglin Ye family, and he is also the elder of his family. Even a powerful Shengxu man would be a bit dissatisfied when he sees this.
Today, one of his arms was cut off by the powerful Shengxu in the blink of an eye. This is undoubtedly a slap in the Ye family's face.
The six god-transformation monks faced this virtual world and all opened their domains, with serious expressions on their faces, and they started to confront each other.
Facing the powerful Shengxu who condensed the rules, even if six people gathered together, they would not be an opponent.
Among the six of them, there is no one who is strong in the true way. Facing the power of Shengxu, they will definitely lose.
Among the monks who transform themselves into gods, only those who are powerful in the true way can fight against the monks of the Holy Void who condense the rules!
In the darkness of the night, under the chaos, the sound of falling flowers suddenly sounded, and countless small sounds resounded. What followed was the sharp sword intent!
This sword intent is full of anger, which is particularly conspicuous in the fiery red world.
The front end of the wildly dancing flower rain was dyed red, countless streams of blood sprayed out from the night, and some low-level monks screamed.
"Who is your Excellency! We are members of the Donglin Ye Family and the Ziyun Sect! Could it be that you want to make us enemies?"
To the east is the Ye family and the Ziyun Sect. Any one of them would be a behemoth in the Great Luo Realm. There are indeed very few people in this world who dare to be enemies with him.
Just because few people are enemies does not mean that no one dares to be enemies...
"Zi Yun Sect? The Ye family in the east is so majestic!"
In the darkness, a laughter sounded, and the meaning of this laughter was disdain.
Everyone present could hear his disdain, and their expressions immediately changed.
"He's here!"
Hearing this voice, Ding Chao was immediately overjoyed. This voice was extremely familiar to him.
"I told you, he will definitely come!" Ding Chao laughed and said: "Although he is usually aloof, he will still step forward at critical times."
"He is such a good person." Fan Yueting smiled softly and said: "I thought he would not interfere in this matter before. After all, it involves the marriage between the sect and the Ye family. Zi Hua mèimèi is right, he can write Someone who writes poetry like that must be a good person.”
A good person has many meanings and contains many meanings. Fan Yueting's tone revealed respect and revealed that he is the best person in the world.
In her heart, anyone who can help is a good person.
Chen Zijie is like that, Ding Chao is like that, Fan Yueting is like that, and so is that existence. They are all good people.
"Who on earth is he!" The Divine Transformation Power of Ziyun Sect heard the conversation between Ding Chao and several people and shouted hurriedly.
Ding Chao glanced at the god-transformation monk, smiled, and said: "I said before, this being is someone you cannot afford to offend, and you are also someone you dare not offend!"
"It's ridiculous! My father is the number one alchemy king in the Daluo Domain! Even if that person is a powerful saint, so what!" Xiaozhang felt this aura and was panicked, but he still disdained it!
The reason why Xiao Ming holds great power in the Alchemy lineage is that in addition to being the first of the Nine Alchemy Lords, he is also a powerful Shengxu!
They are both powerful men of Shengxu. With his father's identity and power, it is not difficult to kill a Shengxu monk!
Ding Chao sighed, looking at Xiao Zhang with some sympathy and pity, but more with joy in others' misfortune.
When the moonlight falls again and the chaotic world disperses, the rain of flowers is still flying all over the sky.
When she saw the flower rain, Ye Xuan, who had a calm expression, suddenly changed her expression, and then her breathing became rapid.
"When the gentle breeze comes, ten miles of peach blossoms appear. One step of lotus flowers shatters the moon and the sky."
A soft and crisp sound sounded in the moonlight, and a lotus flower bloomed in the moonlight!
"Nianhuajue, this is Nianhuajue!"
There was a powerful person who transformed into a god and was shocked to see the ten miles of peach blossoms.
"Flower Fairy? Is your senior a Flower Fairy?" The gray-haired man was shocked.
Nianhua Fairy's reputation is so great that it is even stronger than Ba Dao's sword.
When he was transforming into a god, he killed three veteran powerful masters in transforming into a god. In the later stages of transforming into a god, he even killed a powerful Saint Void who had gathered the power of rules.
Now, Fairy Nianhua has become a saint, and her strength is even more terrifying. Someone once said that in the world, the flowers of the flower fairy are the most beautiful and touching flowers in the world, and they are also the most terrifying flowers in the world.
Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms, is the Flower Fairy here?
At that moment, the six powerful gods felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
"Senior Miao Xiufang Nianhua, why do you want to get involved in this matter?" The gray-haired man thought deeply for a moment, then stepped forward and asked.
The three major immortal sects are the leaders of the righteous path in the world, and they have always had good relations with Ziyun Sect and the three major families. Why would Fairy Nianhua stop them now, and even cut off the arm of the gray-haired man?
At this time, everyone present suddenly raised their heads and looked at the bright moon in the sky.
The bright moon cracked a thin crack, like a broken moon.
The thin crack was like a flower bud, spreading out in all directions.
Under the bright moon, there is a white lotus with peach blossoms flying around.
The lotus shines with dazzling light and is extremely white. Only a halo of light could be seen.
A gust of night wind blew by, blowing away people's hair and blowing away the halo.
A lotus flower platform, whirling under the moon. On top, stood an old man in colorful clothes, a middle-aged beautiful woman, and a man in black.
The night wind continued to blow the night, and also blew away the purple painting.
The halo finally dissipated, and a man dressed in white appeared in people's sight.
What kind of man is that?
Awesome? Suave? Or is it as powerful as the Immortal from the Nine Heavens?
The man in white stood on the lotus platform, looking down.
There are many people below, ten or a hundred, and perhaps there are many more people secretly.
But his eyes kept falling on the pink-clad figure.
"Auntie, I'm here."
The voice was very light and soft, with a hint of laughter, and like a touch of catkins, gently falling on Ye Xuan's heart.
