At this moment.
The long street has long been dead silent.
Above the head, the flowing clouds hang low, and dozens of terrifying qi are mixed together, as if Mount Tai is falling.
In the face of such brilliant divine power, ordinary people would have been frightened out of their wits.
Not even the thought of peeking could arise.
Everyone Demon Suppression Guard looked at each other with confusion and confusion in their eyes.
Although they can be considered to have some cultivation.
But in front of this group of aloof Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal, how are they any different from the common people?
The same thing can make the other person decide whether to live or die with just one thought...
He couldn't even resist for a while longer.
But when their eyes touched the girl's figure.
My originally panicked mind miraculously calmed down a bit.
There was no resentment in anyone's heart.
No one even thought about why His Highness wanted to provoke such a powerful enemy.
They only know that if it weren't for the girl in front of them, Great Tang would have become a living hell long before the demon arrived.
"Your Highness..."
Zhenmo Lieutenant General finally braved the suffocating pressure and took a step forward.
"These people are coming with force. I'm afraid they can't be kind. If you want to humble yourself, please inform General Headquarters, please Zhao Deputy Commander..."
Hear the words.
Jiang Yuechu turned his head. "No need."
She raised her hand slightly and spoke calmly.
"You guys should step back, stay away, and don't stay here."
"..."
Lieutenant General took a deep breath and shouted, "Back off!"
Although the guards were unwilling to do so, they also knew that staying here would serve no purpose other than distracting His Highness.
I could only grit my teeth and recede like the tide.
The venue suddenly became quite empty.
Old Red Flood Dragon stood behind Jiang Yuechu, feeling full of tangles in his heart.
Most of the murderous intents in the sky are directed at my evil master.
Even if there is just a trace of residual power leaking out, it will make his old bones unable to bear it.
If he ran away now, I might not have the shame to hug him again in the future.
Even if you are a dog, you must have the awareness to be a dog!
If you don't call out at the critical moment, what's the point of raising you?
Thinking of this, Old Red Flood Dragon raised his heart and straightened up his stooped waist.
He pointed at the group of towering figures in the sky and shouted angrily at the top of his voice.
"Presumptuous!"
This voice actually startled Niu Ben on the side.
I saw Old Red Flood Dragon's hair and beard sprouting, and his face was full of indignation. "A group of cats and dogs who come from nowhere dare to show off in front of my master?!"
Then, he turned to Jiang Yuechu and said, "This group of bastards are so bullying and disrespectful to you. It's just the opposite of Heavenly Gang! I will... I will teach them a lesson for you!"
After saying that, this old guy actually jumped up and down, pointed to the sky and started shouting obscenities.
Wang Ziyu has long since put away the playful smile of the past, and his pink and jade face is full of seriousness.
He looked up at the sky, then at Jiang Yuechu, and finally sighed helplessly.
"I can't help you with this matter..."
"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."
"Neither can I, Master."
He paused, glanced at the familiar or unfamiliar Daoist auras in the sky, and lowered his voice.
"If it's an ordinary Rogue Cultivator, just kill him if you want. I, Xuanzhen Grotto-Heaven, will carry it for you."
"But what's standing here now involves Formless, Spirit-Writing, Ash of Calamity, and several other sects. There are even a few that I have never come into contact with."
"If I take action, it means Xuanzhen Grotto-Heaven..."
No matter how good the personal relationship is.
In the face of orthodox interests, you can't help yourself after all.
Make it clear in advance to avoid hurting feelings.
Jiang Yuechu heard this, his expression did not change, he just nodded slightly.
"It doesn't matter."
Just two words.
There is neither disappointment nor blame.
Throughout her journey, she has never relied on any background or support, let alone the charity and mercy of others.
All confidence.
It all comes from the knife in your hand and the thoughts in your heart.
Wang Ziyu looked at the girl deeply, said no more, and silently stepped aside.
Although I can't take action.
But he didn't leave either.
This is the limit of what he can do.
At this time.
On the long street, the wind roared.
Heaven and earth are in conflict with each other.
On one side are dozens of high-ranking Tower-Ascending Martial Immortals from various major traditions.
On one side is a girl in mysterious clothes who lives alone in a mortal dynasty.
No matter how you look at it, this is a crushing match without any suspense.
Above the clouds.
A dozen figures were silent.
He just looked at the girl below with his indifferent eyes.
A long time.
Finally, someone broke the dead silence.
"Ahem..."
Accompanied by several old coughs, a figure slowly approached downwards.
The old woman in a dark green robe was condescending, her eyelids drooped, and she spoke slowly, "My little friend is acting like this, after all, it's a bit too much."
"Cangxuan True Person Although it is a bit offensive, it is not a crime worthy of death."
"Not only did you destroy his body and destroy his Primordial Spirit, you even spared his disciples..."
"So cruel and ruthless, treating Daoism's face as if it were nothing..."
The words are not finished yet.
He was interrupted by the girl below.
"What happened?"
"..."
The old woman who originally wanted to say something else paused, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.
Listen!
Is this human talk?
Kill orthodox True Person and treat orthodoxy as nothing... How dare you ask what happened?
You are so confident and confident, do you still want us to praise you?
Above the clouds.
Another woman in a white robe suddenly spoke, "Zangzhi, do you know who we are? Do you know what is behind us..."
Jiang Yuechu is too lazy to listen to anything else.
Talk about being honest and honorable, and talk about doing things that are too much.
What he said was just a matter of relying on the strength of the crowd.
Do they really want them to stand alone in front of her and look at it?
Think of this.
The girl slowly raised her head, and a smile suddenly appeared on her delicate and picturesque face.
The next moment.
Boom--!!!
The whole person slowly floated into the air.
As her figure grew taller.
The terrifying energy that had been dormant in the body for a long time was finally released without reservation.
Buzz--
The golden light was like a blazing fire, spreading all over the body in an instant.
Accompanied by thousands of shrill roars.
Rolling Black Mist roared in.
Black Mist is so overwhelming that it covers the clouds and the sun.
In an instant, the brilliant divine light that originally belonged to each great lineage was forcefully pushed back.
Click--
Click--
The heart-stopping crisp sounds sounded one after another.
Everyone looked in shock.
I saw the intertwining of golden light and Black Mist.
The skin that was originally as white as jade cracked strangely.
From the depths of the crack, there are countless fierce red lights vying to squeeze out.
Two lines of white mist, which seemed to be substantial, flowed down from her shoulders and were several feet long.
Looking from a distance.
The girl's figure is hanging in the air.
Black Mist surges all over the body, like an abyss or a prison.
Cracks spread all over the body, and red light shines through the body, making it look sad and beautiful.
The white air flows down from the shoulders, adding a bit of magic.
The dozens of Tower-Ascending Martial Immortal who were still calm just now.
At this moment, in front of such fierce power.
Finally a solemn look appeared on his face...