Chapter 2071: I don’t care about God’s way, I take care

"Boom, boom!"
Outside the Xianting Saint Palace, there was a deafening loud noise after another, like a very dense bell ringing, constantly ringing in the ears of all the monks.
At the same time, the expressions of the taboos on the Daxia Treasure Ship changed slightly. The white spots left by the Dao Ting's bombardment of the crape myrtle array that day became more and more dazzling and dazzling.
The swiftness of the will of Heaven is completely beyond the understanding of almost most cultivators. Therefore, what they don’t know is that the Thunder of Heaven’s Punishment at this time tears this great formation for two, almost in one breath, towards the big below. Arrays have impacted hundreds of millions of times.
With every impact, Tiandao Thunder would be shaken back by the crape myrtle array in front of him. Looking from a distance, it was like a beast and horse hitting a solid city wall, embarrassed, but it was consuming the strength of the entire array a little bit.
For some reason, when these messy sect cultivators witnessed unprecedented scenes in countless years ahead, an unthinkable idea easily emerged in the minds of these people:
"In my life, I can still see the heaven above, and it's really worth it to run so hastily."
It is true that after this series of drastic changes in the situation, the infinite awe of heaven in the minds of these monks has been gradually overthrown. At this time, they even risked a big deal and subconsciously pondered another question:
"If Tiandao is really imprisoned by the Lord of Great Xia in the Xianting Sacred Palace, then where will the entire Taixuan land go?"
As soon as this thought appeared, the temples of a monk suddenly jumped, because the purple qi, the ziwei imperial qi that was many times more intense, began to gush out from the inside of the Taiqing Dao lotus.
This situation is just like the Ziwei imperial qi storm that is grounded to the sky, after a brief blockade, with an even more infinite violent posture, it breaks through the shackles and shines in the world.
After an instant, a more intense emperor's might, surging out of the purple storm, ruthlessly overwhelmed every inch of the void in the entire heaven and earth.
The imperial Dao's majesty, raging like a tide, after the crash, turned the solemn expressions of all the Daxia officials on the Daxia Treasure Ship into fanaticism and respect, and opened their mouths again, uttering a sky-shaking roar:
"Your majesty is mighty, your majesty is mighty!"
The uniform roar fell, and the pillar of the crape myrtle storm skyrocketed outwards, instantly forming a crape myrtle dragon, opened the dragon's mouth, bowed the head and swallowed the Taiqing Dao lotus that enveloped Zhao Yu's body.
Dragon swallow lotus, crape myrtle kills Taiqing!
"Boom!"
After an instant, the muffled sound of countless Ziwei Emperor Qi strangling Taiqing's power became the great sage of Taiqing, the final swan song in this heaven and earth.
At the same time, the Ziwei Emperor suddenly lifted the dragon's head upwards, and completely strangled the entire Taiqing Dao lotus. The void outside the Nanxian Gate, which was originally boundlessly trembling, fell completely into calm in the next instant.
Then the billowing purple gas spread outwards, completely revealing the appearance in the tornado imperial gas storm before everyone's eyes. They were two unusual figures for the heavens and the earth.
One is standing, the other sitting cross-legged!
Standing proudly outside the Nanxian Gate was a young emperor dancing in a black and gold robe, while sitting cross-legged on the ground was the Great Sage Taiqing with countless cracks spreading all over his body.
Zhao Yu's right hand was steadily lifted forward, and at the same time the small wooden sword he held in his hand pointed at the center of the eyebrows of the Great Sage Taiqing in front of him.
Above the wooden sword in the hands of the young emperor, the short body of the sword is still burning with purple crape myrtle Yan Yan, and the flame of Yan blade that this sword swallows almost completely pierces the eyebrows of the great sage in front of him. .
But just in this minute, Zhao Yu stopped the right hand that stabbed the sword forward, and the whole figure, which was not burly, but standing upright, also stopped.
At the next breath, Zhao Yu lowered his head slightly and stared at the middle-aged man sitting underneath. In his ebony eyes, the latter's body was shattered and the power of rules was scattered and miserable.
What made Zhao Yuhe and everyone in the rear face complicated, the Great Sage Taiqing's complexion was as usual at this time, without the slightest difference in color, his lips were slightly pursed, and his expression was calm.
His face was full of cracks, and there was not much melancholy. In fact, for the former, his legendary life was brilliant enough.
Everything in the world is complicated and unpredictable, and the Taixuan creatures with emotions, ambitions and ideas are not as simple as black and white, but it is undeniable that in the darkest period of the overlap of this era, the Taiqing sect lord, is In the long darkness of this age, there is rare light.
At the same time, this ray of light has quietly illuminated the path of countless monks in the thousands of years since they were born. The fragile balance in chaos.
He is the son of Taixuan and the light of the times!
When the light of this era wants to end in one's own hands, even if it is like Zhao Yu's will is like iron, he also stopped the hand of the stabbing sword. On the other hand, it was this time that also touched the young emperor greatly. Yu Taiqing's big sage's eyebrows, the white feather that keeps flashing.
This white feather is the guardian spirit of the Lord of Heavenly Cloud Hall, and the flashing at this time is more like a begging for mercy. At the end of the end, the Lord of Heavenly Cloud is still doing the last thing for the son of the Supreme Profound guard.
"Between the world and the earth, the so-called right and wrong are no longer meaningful. Good people can die, and those who make mistakes can live freely. The ending of this saint has nothing to do with anyone, and the sin is not yours. , Are all due to their own choices, this is the cause and effect of heaven and earth, the young Great Emperor of the North does not have to be burdened."
Perhaps it was because of the fluctuations in Zhao Yu's heart at this time. In the next moment, the words from the Taiqing Sect Master faintly sounded, and when this theory of causality came out, countless monks from the heavens held their breaths, and their expressions were even more serious. Very complicated.
Everyone knows that the words of the Great Sage Taiqing were not only to the head of the Tianyun Temple above the eyebrows, but also to the young emperor holding the sword in front of him.
But even if the Taiqing Sect Master said this, Zhao Yu held the sword in his hand, always very stable, and then the young emperor's eyes moved, his lips lightened, and a steady and majestic response came out:
"Sage Taiqing said this, but I do not agree with it. If it is meaningless whether right or wrong is good or bad among the creatures in the world, if the most sinful people are not punished, then in essence, this is a broken world. .
"There are laws in the world, then the creatures on the earth must be in order, there must be laws, the legal net is magnificent, neglected and not leaked, sins must be severely punished, if the nature of the creatures is for themselves, then only the sword hangs high. Only then can we watch and listen straight!"
The words of the young emperor, the words and pearls, resounded like an edict from the emperor, resounding through the entire void, and then on the sword in his hand, a more dense flame of the Ziwei emperor burned, and the magnificent emperor's voice blasted again:
"In our country, there must be laws and regulations. If you violate the Daxia Law, you will be investigated to the end. If the way of heaven does not care, then we will control. If the way of heaven does not punish, we will punish. If the way of heaven is not benevolent, then we will protect my son. civil!"
boom!
As soon as this emperor's voice came out, the crape myrtle array was aurora to an unprecedented degree, like echoing, like cheering.