Chapter 2114: Refuse to accept

The golden light surged, and the dark tide surged.
In all directions, there are golden horses and iron horses.
The tragic breath emerged spontaneously and enveloped the world.
The huge figures of Emperor Taiqing and Ling Yao prince smashed the endless void with every fierce collision in mid-air.
In the sky, countless cracks appeared.
Void storms appeared whirring, crushing the entire sky into a piece of mud, destruction everywhere, muddy everywhere.
Two human shadows, one golden magnificent, and one pitch black deep, went farther and farther as they fought, and soon they entered the center of the whirlpool.
Just when everyone was in fear, the whirlpool swiftly revolved, and there was a loud noise that pierced the world and disappeared.
Everyone didn't know where the two of them had been moved, or what the next battle would be like.
But this war of discoloration between the world and the earth is destined to have no final result in a short time.
Above the blue clouds, in the fairy island, for a while, fell into a strange silence.
The rays of light full of urgent aura are still flashing constantly.
After a while, with the right guard holding a broad sword, he let out a loud clang before everyone came back to their senses.
"In the name of the emperor, we will eliminate those who oppose the Ziwei Gate of great merit."
The right guardian's gaze was unscrupulous.
Obviously, with the support of the ancient country, after confirming that the Tianya Sect Master and the elders did not dare to intervene, Ziwei Gate had no reason to worry.
With horrified gazes, the right guardian swept across the broad sword in his hand, and the sword pointed at the immortal island: "Chu Yan is dead, but the party feathers are still there. Then I will take you!"
"Really we are afraid you will not succeed!"
Lin Miaoran stood tall, with a rare coldness in his eyes.
She has the closest relationship with Chu Yan. At this time, she can't help but have a seven-point similarity to Chu Yan.
After Lin Miaoran, Li Xiu, Su Jianyuan, Su Yuqing, Wusi Lanma and others stood behind her, their breath surged and they were not afraid.
And not only them, but after Zhuang Die glanced at the blue clouds, he waved his arm and evoked his puppet, silently stood beside Lin Miaoran and expressed his attitude.
A little farther away, after a short silence, Xiao Qin, Cao Jing and other Thunder Cloud Party monks also turned into rays of light and came to the place where Lin Miaoran and others were.
"Although I am far inferior to you, but I don't want to be like other people and be a humble dog."
Xiao Qin looked to the right to protect the law and said lightly.
At this time, on the fairy island, most of the monks were kneeling on the ground.
Only Lin Miaoran and more than a dozen of them stood proudly, unmoved by the pressure of the right guardian and the Ziwei gate cultivators.
A kind of tragic atmosphere suddenly spread.
"Well, I admire your spirit of not being afraid of death."
Right guard Faha laughed out, "That's okay, it saves me the effort of picking you out one by one! Since you want to die so much, then I will give you a ride!"
Before the words fell, the broad sword in the hand of the right guard slashed suddenly.
Boom! Suddenly, a burning Tianhe fell violently from midair.
In an instant, a thousand streams of light and fire fell from the sky.
Among the crowd, although Xiao Qin and Zeng Bi are both in the triple state of mind.
However, there is an insurmountable gap between the heavenly state of mind and the purple house state.
What's more, it was the right guardian of Ziwei Gate who shot at this moment.
In Ziwei Gate, the status is second only to the existence of Taiqing Emperor! In the grim expressions of Xiao Qin and others, the defensive magic weapons they displayed were all destroyed and blown to pieces in an instant.
An atmosphere of despair enveloped the spot.
The right guardian cut out clearly was a fierce torrent, but at this moment it gave people a sense of dead silence as the frost ended.
"You all die to me!"
In the midair, a loud roar from the right guard came.
Above the blue clouds, sighed.
On the fairy island, the monks bowed their heads and trembled.
Boom boom boom! Pieces of defensive magic weapons are directly blown up.
As soon as the defensive formation was released, it was shaken and collapsed.
The mighty breath, violently impacted.
Xiao Qin spurted blood and flew out.
Cao Jing let out a painful cry and shot a shocking blood arrow in her mouth.
Usylama covered his eyes, blood oozing out between his fingers, and the enchanting pupils that had just condensed in mid-air disappeared.
Shen Qing knelt to the ground on one knee and smashed the jade platform into a spider-web-like crack. The Lieyang Great Sword that had just been swung halfway exploded with a bang.
Li Xiu let out a wild roar, his body was pressed into the ground, and the body lines that appeared all over his body seemed to have been suppressed in some way, pulling him out of Shura's state abruptly.
Zhuang Die's arms waved again and again, and heads of puppets she had carefully refined, rushed forward, but they exploded one after another, turning into waste and dust.
The shadow of the dragon appeared behind Yun Nishang, but immediately screamed.
...A number of silhouettes continue to fall.
The blood rushed into the sky and exploded into a mist of blood.
In the blood mist, in the end, only Lin Miaoran was still struggling to support.
The eyes are full of stubbornness and unwillingness.
The whole body guard is really stubborn, like a broken eggshell, all cracked.
Around the body, there was blood rushing, and there were fragments of magic weapons.
The light and shadow were like the setting sun, which stretched her figure very long and long at this moment.
The long river of flames above his head, with the sharpness to slay everything and the ferocity to slay everything, is getting closer and closer.
Lin Miaoran refused to admit defeat.
Everyone who fell at this moment did not want to lose.
But the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm was still too strong for them.
This gap, like the sky and the earth, can definitely not be shortened by a breath of injustice in the heart.
"dead!"
With the right guardian roaring crazy, the flame river suddenly accelerated.
Among them, the rising flames condensed into a big "death" at this moment, as if it were the trial of the flame hell.
Almost all the monks on the fairy island shrank into a ball with fear at this time.
A sigh, with regret, with helplessness, came from the thick fog on the blue clouds.
Lin Miaoran gritted her teeth and looked at the sky.
The blazing fire slowly filled all her eyeballs.
At this time, at a certain location on Fairy Island, someone felt a gust of air blowing around him.
But hunting in the wind, everywhere is like the end of the world, so this group of people didn't think much about it.
And just after a few blinks of an eye, a slender figure that made Lin Miaoran feel a little familiar, stood in front of Lin Miaoran.
"Qixia Cailian!"
The voice is unique to a girl, and it is very strange, not someone she knows.
But the figure standing in front of him at this moment made Lin Miaoran feel more familiar with it.
That familiar feeling seemed to be in the same line as Chu Yan.
However, after Chu Yan was hit by the supernatural powers of Emperor Taiqing, his life and death was uncertain.
And this voice is clearly a nun.
Could not tolerate Lin Miaoran to think again.
At this time, the flame fell and Cailian rose.
Like a big collision between heaven and earth.
Boom-some people have a grinning face; some people stare in surprise; some people fall down with a smile; some people freeze their breath; some people smile and cry.