Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Yaoshou! Xia Yan is coming?!"

"Huh? Don't scare me, brother, I'm timid, which Xia Yan is Xia Yan?"

"Which one can it be? The one who is special is that Wu Xie's junior disciple, Bai Yujing's ninth-generation disciple, and the one who is the master of the special!"

"Damn!"

"Quick, run!"

"Baby her mother! Don't pack your things, run away with the baby!"

"Devil, special devil."

"Are you the nemesis I hit? Asi~"

In the great red sky of Taiqing, countless immortals flew out of a misty valley. Some even dragged their homes, pushed carts, or someone carried a bamboo basket with stuffed inside. My wife and children...

All in all, this day is tantamount to the end of the day for all the immortals who used to be high above and even disdain to leave the Fifth Realm and take a glance at the Lower Realm.

The immortals ran away like headless flies.

Just as this person turned his horse on his back and was in a mess, a huge gap suddenly opened in the void.

Wu Xie's figure appeared beside the crack. In the current world, only he, a saint, had the ability to directly break through the boundary.

He stared at the rushing figures at his feet, reached out his hand to touch his nose, and shook his head: "I knew this before, so why did it have to be because of greed in the first place? After all, you still have to taste the evil."

The voice is still there, but the person has disappeared.

Wu Xie just opened a door for his younger brother...

Not long after, in the Great Red Sky of Taiqing Realm, on this misty valley, there appeared a figure slicked all over.

And what followed him was the purple clouds that quickly gathered in this world.

Xia Yan is here!

he came!

He is here!

Some greedy treasures or treasures, after cleaning up for a long time, the disciples in Yanai who had no time to escape were completely stunned.

Can't escape!

In the blink of an eye, new purple clouds filled the sky above Xia Yan, covering the sky and the sun, covering the entire valley.

The rumbling sound followed immediately!

A purple thunder broke openly, struck Xia Yan, and then slammed into the valley!

With just such a thunder, the entire valley was blown up by a fifth of the mountain!

Flying sand and rocks, towering huge trees that burned up, rumbling down along with the huge boulders, tended to flood the entire valley.

end!

This day is really the doomsday, at least for this sage standing in the great red sky of the Taiqing realm, this is the doomsday scene!

But this doomsday is not a natural disaster, it is a real man-made disaster.

Good causes produce good results, and evil causes evil results.

Today's robbery was doomed long before that!

"Where's Master?!"

"Where is our master?"

"Help!"

In the Downward Valley, there are almost half of the disciples who didn’t have time to escape because of their greed for elixirs and other foreign objects. They cried and called their mothers. Under the purple thunderbolts, they were instantly turned into powder. ...

The thunder in the purple sky couldn't even stop Jinxian Da Luo without his full strength. If it hadn't been for Xia Yan to practice the Nine Desolation Stepping Heaven Secret Technique, which far surpassed the heavenly path, he would have died under this thunder.

But there is no if in this world, and Xia Yan's C-level Golden Immortal realm is safe and sound, which does not mean that the rest of the people can bear it.

They don't have such a technique as Xia Yan.

Even Laojun Taishang, the ruler of the Great Chitian in the Taiqing Realm, was likely to be killed by this thunder.

"Where is the master?"

"Run away! I've already slipped away!"

"Damn! I slipped again~~"

It has to be said that the Taishang Laojun is worthy of being one of the highest three Qings in Taoism. In that orthodox legend, he is well versed in one of the Taoist methods and is the first to put forward the idea that Tao produces one, one life, two life three, three life all things. Supernatural powers.

Even in this era, he has not recovered to the cultivation base of the holy realm, but at some point, the Prophet of the Unexpected does have such a hand.

It's just that he and Lingbao Tianzun chose a completely different path.

Obviously, this supernatural power, who has always pursued the great power, has not given up his hostility towards Xia Yan.

He still wanted to stand on the opposite side of Xia Yan, and strive to be able to obtain Xia Yan's anomalous number in this era, so as to discover in him the mystery of transcending the heaven and achieving the great avenue.

Of course, the current Taishang Laojun must not dare to show his face.

Xia Yan also noticed that there was no breath of Taishang Laojun here. As the incarnation of profound energy, Taishang Laojun's breath was unique. Just like Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun, the breath of these three Tianzuns was different. There is mystery.

"The moral **** is not here..."

Xia Yan couldn't help frowning. In fact, he brought Thunder Tribulation with him, the main purpose of which was to kill this hostile Heavenly Venerable, but he had slipped away in advance.

But Xia Yan didn't care too much.

In short, he continues to grow stronger, as long as he grows stronger faster than they recover, then all threats will be empty talk.

In the next moment, Xia Yan flew far into the valley.

After all, the moral heaven is not there, Xia Yan is not stupid enough to blast the base camp of the moral heaven (Taishang Laojun).

There must be a lot of panacea here.

It turned out that my brother came here for me and searched for a wave, but it was the brother who came. Since my brother, who is the brother, came in person, he had to demolish the roof of Daotianzun.

Well, no floor tile will be left to him!

Bathed in thunder, Xia Yan secretly calculated.

At a certain moment, his body suddenly shook violently.

The warmth at the center of the eyebrows turned into scorching heat.

Xia Yan's eyes couldn't help condensing.

He couldn't see it himself, but others could find that a mysterious symbol gradually appeared on the center of Xia Yan's eyebrows.

Eye of the sky!

This is the eye of heaven!

In myths and legends, Meishan Jiro, who was sanctified in flesh, was born with three eyes, and those eyes are called heaven eyes.

But compared with Xia Yan's eyes, his heavenly eyes were insignificant.

Born to represent heaven.

And the symbol on the center of Xia Yan's eyebrows, the eyes that contained a strong thunderous breath, were no longer under the heavenly way.

Eye of the Avenue!

Control the way of heaven! Above the sky! Instead of the eyes of the sky.

Since then, this eye has been the eye of the sky!

There is no need for Xia Yan to learn any mental formulas. When this mysterious symbol appeared on the center of his eyebrows, Xia Yan understood the purpose of the sky and immediately understood the magical effect of the sky.

"Can absorb all the thunder in the world and use it for me."

"This heavenly eye represents the anger of heaven, the eye of thunder..."

His eyes moved subconsciously to the top of a small mountain beside the valley.

After a thought, the mysterious symbol on Xia Yan's brow flickered for an instant!

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt shot from the center of Xia Yan's eyebrows.

It was originally a small trace, but before and after leaving Xia Yan, it quickly became the thickness of a bucket.

This was not over yet, the lightning flash suddenly became bigger! Across Tianyu, it's like a succession of heaven and earth!

Emitted from Xia Yan's location, it hit the top of the hill with a diagonal thrust.

Boom! A loud noise!

A mountain is divided into two by thunder!

A steaming, deep gully remained on the ground...