Chapter 2057: catastrophe

The South Fairy Gate of the Xianting Sacred Palace, as the sword of heaven, engulfing the boundless edge, tearing through the void, the blazing light shining in the void of the entire sky, and then the vast and boundless power, and even the tumbling crape myrtle The air exploded outwards.
The sword of Heaven’s Will, which was thrown upwards with all its strength, was swift, anxious, and incomparable. Even the Great Lord Zhongtian, who was once the head of the four imperial palaces, still had time to raise his arms and protect himself before he was caught. The whole cut flying.
In an instant, the body of the purple-clothed old man turned into dusty ashes, and the spirit of his will was blasted backwards, smashed on the Nanxian Gate, and made a sky-shaking roar.
After this loud sound like the ringing of a huge clock came out, the soul of the Great Lord Zhongtian was disillusioned with purple rules, indicating that this Heavenly Dao sword had almost completely shattered the ancient will of the immortal palace old man.
However, after all, the Great Lord Zhongtian has a long and incomparable background, so after a violent fluctuation, countless crape myrtle gas began to be injected into the former soul, making it gradually become stable.
Afterwards, Lord Zhongtian, who stood up again outside the Nanxian Gate, coughed vigorously for a few times, and then continued to watch the will of the Heavenly Dao below which was imprisoned by the crape myrtle sacred pillars.
And what shocked everyone was that at this moment, the eyes of Maharajah Zhongtian seemed to be shining with a ball of fire, a group of monstrous flames burning!
Within these two fireworks, it is the fairy palace, even if it has collapsed, or lays down a back hand, imprisoning the wisdom and power of the heavens, also has more and more madness and evil intentions.
Imprisoning God, this is what a madman can do!
"Heaven, do you think the eyes of this crape myrtle formation are the original monarch, that is too small to look down on Wuxiangong, and too small to look down on the Emperor Tongtian!"
At the next breath, the roar from the Great Lord Zhongtian resounded in all directions. When the words fell, the former with the purple spirit continued to raise his right hand, and shook it sharply below. The old and thick voice rolled out again:
"Although this monarch prides himself on some cultivation skills, how can He De, dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with your Heavenly Dao, Heavenly Dao, you should naturally know that it is not someone else who really planted this crape myrtle Zhoutian formation, but your Majesty the Immortal Emperor."
As soon as this statement came out, the purple meaning lingering on the body of the Lord Zhongtian became stronger and stronger, and even behind him, a vague figure condensed directly.
This figure had just condensed out, and the entire sky outside the sky suddenly began to oscillate and undulate, and the reaction was even more violent, the towering fairy palace at the center of the void.
The next breath, the Xian Ting Sacred Palace, which had fallen into silence and extinguished for a whole tens of thousands of years, cheered as if it had welcomed its own master. At the same time, in the midst of the violent turbulence, the surface of this huge building that stretched for an unknown number of miles, The gray dirt, which was originally bleak, began to peel down a little bit.
After every piece of historical dust is peeled and fallen, the colorful light hidden behind it suddenly shines outwards. This situation is like a beautiful jade that has been covered in dust for countless years. After tens of thousands of years, it begins to show Own supreme demeanor.
At the same time, Maharajah Zhongtian clenched his fists and slowly lifted upwards, and the loud words resounded through the heavens again:
"Although there has been such a saying since ancient times, there are three people in heaven and earth, and they can be level with the sky, but all the gods in the age of my immortal palace are very clear. Your Majesty, the Emperor Tongtian, can also sit on the same level as yours!"
After finishing the sentence, the Great Lord Zhongtian continued to raise his fists, his movements were extremely slow, inch by inch, little by little, as if a whole world was hanging under his fist.
The fact is also true, because at this time the Great Lord Zhongtian is pulling the entire void below the outer sky, or in other words, pulling the countless crape myrtle pillars that lock the will of the heavens under the Nanxian gate!
"Crack, click!"
Every inch of Zhongtian Maharajah's fists lifted, there was a burst of extremely harsh cracking sound, one after another.
In the next instant, under incredible gazes, the crape myrtle sacred pillar under the Xianting Sacred Palace continued to move, converging inward, enveloping the will of the heavens imprisoned in it, and moving quickly towards the Nanxian Gate again. .
"Heavenly Will, this Heavenly Will will have been captured by the Great Lord Zhongtian, my God!"
Accompanied by this exclamation, countless crape myrtle sacred pillars tightened inward, and the speed of pulling upwards also became faster and faster.
"Boom!"
As the will of the heaven below was pulled back, a louder and more deafening noise spread outwards. In this case, it was like a giant purple fishing net. After catching a big fish, it suddenly closed the net and pulled it up.
"This is not simply pulling with a crape myrtle chain. The most terrifying thing about this big formation is that it uses some incomprehensible power to move all the time in the whole formation to the past, so that even the will of heaven, It will be difficult to get out for a while!"
After Sima Annan's solemn words that rang on the Daxia Treasure Ship fell, the taboos around them raised their sights one after another, locking onto the blazing white figure imprisoned by the Ziwei pillar.
Everyone, including Zhao Yu, actually wants to know how this imprisoned and trapped heavenly way will break the situation!
But what was beyond everyone's expectations was that in the next few breaths, the will of Heaven did not directly make a move, but instead allowed the crape myrtle formation to completely recreate the entire time and space of the whole body. Moved to the outside of Nanxianmen.
The Will of Heaven has returned to its original point again, and because of the backward and backward time of the time ahead, it even gives people a strong sense of trance, but the sacred pillars that have gathered around the Xianting Sacred Palace are constantly breathing the air of crape myrtle. Is telling everyone a terrifying fact clearly.
The former ancient fairy palace is now step by step towards the imprisonment of the Seven Heavenly Paths of the Supreme Profound!
"His Majesty the Emperor Tongtian once said that everything has two sides, and the way of heaven is no exception. Although the power of heaven is the strongest power in the world, even the illusory air luck can be smashed, but it is not without it. Corresponding existence."
After the word by word came out from the middle of the sky again, the purple glow on the former's body had reached its limit, and then the purple glow began to converge towards the blurred figure behind, and the mouth opened again with a loud shout. :
"Tongtian Immortal Emperor's Ziwei Emperor Qi is one of them, and because of this, you see my Xianting Palace as a thorn in your eyes, a thorn in your flesh, you want to get rid of it soon!"
Maharajah Zhongtian shouted like thunder that blasted the void, but in the next moment, this sound stopped abruptly, because outside Nanxianmen, there was another dazzling sword light, tearing the void forward, without fancy. Cut away the Ziwei Emperor Qi in front of him.
"boom!"
The Qi of Ziwei was tumbling to an unprecedented degree, and within the Purple Qi, the Great Lord Zhongtian was cut back and flew back again.
This is the second sword Tiandao wants to break through this round!