The Supreme First Heaven.
The Highest Heaven.
A huge sun hangs high in the sky, illuminating the whole sky, unchanged since ancient times.
On the side of the sun, twelve bright moons circled quietly with the sun as the center. Under the scorching sunlight, they blended into wisps of lunar light that were as gentle and cool as water.
The sun and the moon are in the sky, but they cannot block the light of the stars.
No matter how bright the sun and the moon are, as long as you look up at the sky, you will be able to "see" the twinkling stars in the sky. The light and shadow of each star are directly projected into your soul, allowing you to clearly understand the specific position of each star in the starry sky, its trajectory, and how much starlight essence is ejected in every instant.
This is undoubtedly an extremely large amount of data.
Trillions of stars, the changes in the trajectory of each and every star at every moment, the frequency and rhythm of the flashing light, the starlight released at every instant, the concentration, quantity, grade, direction and angle of radiation of the star essence, etc. ... even the changes in the color of each star at every instant, the changes in the intensity and lightness of the color, etc.
If one's cultivation is a little lacking, and his soul is not strong enough, and if he accidentally looks up at the vast void, the tremendous data generated by the sun, moon, and stars every moment will be enough to melt his soul, cook his brains, and burst his head.
Therefore, in this supreme heaven, anyone who has self-awareness is always extremely cautious, with his head slightly lowered at all times, and his eyes fixed on the scenery within a three-foot radius below his feet.
They didn't even dare to look at the lakes, ponds, streams and the Milky Way.
These clear water sources can reflect part of the image of the sun, moon and stars in the sky, and these images also contain infinite Dao rhyme and infinite data. People with less cultivation will be passively projected into their eyes by these data and imprinted in their souls, and they will explode and die completely.
Controlling your gaze, being careful and not looking around randomly is an instinct that has been melted into the soul and engraved into the bone marrow of all the middle and lower levels of the Supreme Heaven.
Thick, iron-colored clouds rolled like the ocean in a hurricane.
In the thick, heavy, and majestic clouds, huge lightning flashes were like giant dragons flying, silently shuttling between the layers of thick clouds. Occasionally, the thunder dragons would hit the huge palaces and pavilions in the clouds, which would then splash out countless lightning flashes and release a deafening roar.
However, in this heaven, every breath of air and every inch of the tiniest space are filled with terrifying heavenly rules and regulations that constrain the great way of the universe.
These deafening thunders can only be heard clearly within a radius of several miles. Beyond this distance, no matter how loud the sound is, it will disappear completely and blend completely into the void, as if it had never appeared.
Therefore, if you stand at a distance and watch this vast and boundless supreme heaven, you will actually feel a strange sense of "tranquility and silence".
Thick iron-colored clouds held up iron-colored palaces and pavilions.
The ground is carved from beautiful iron-colored jade.
The beams and pillars are cast from iron-colored spiritual gold.
The roof tiles are made of iron-colored glazed tiles.
Occasionally, some places are dotted with dark gold, dark silver, and a dark red color that looks like blood plasma that has dried up for three years.
Dark tones are the main colors of the Supreme Heaven.
Combined with the equally tense and solemn faces of the heavenly soldiers and generals and palace maidens who walked slowly and carefully in the palaces and pavilions, their eyes never leaving the ground three feet in front of them, the entire supreme heaven makes people feel extremely suffocated.
Here, one wrong step could result in your death.
Here, even if you say one wrong word, your entire clan may be wiped out.
If you want to live a long life here, you must control your mouth, eyes, ears, hands and feet. Eat on time, drink on time, and have regular work and rest. Even if you serve in the same government agency, it is best to keep the same rhythm of breathing.
Also, practice on time, consume the practice resources distributed by your superiors according to your rank on time, and follow the practice charts drawn up by your superiors based on your qualifications, experience, rank, and resources, and make breakthroughs on time, in quantity, as planned, and as expected!
Even if the heavenly soldiers and generals, heavenly officials and heavenly clerks are married, the ceremony of husband and wife must be performed according to the time set by the heavenly rules...
The Supreme Heavenly Dao monitors everything.
Everything is formulated according to the most 'perfect' and 'leak-proof' rules.
As long as everyone follows the operating rules of the Supreme Heaven, takes their place and does their own thing, then this set of rules will continue to operate forever, immortally, indestructibly and unchangingly.
In this suffocating and oppressive heaven, only a very few people have the authority to "act according to their wishes."
For example, Laojun of the Heavenly Book, who went to the ancient city of Loulan and had dealings with Lu Yi, was the most trusted old and important minister of Emperor Taichu. He could do whatever he wanted.
For example, as the most trusted and sharpest sword around Taichu Emperor, he is in charge of the Heavenly Forbidden Guards, who is responsible for surveying all directions, sweeping away evil spirits, conquering disobedience, and upholding the rules of heaven. He also enjoys the power to do whatever he wants.
But, a few days ago, I heard that the Grand Commander of the Sky Patrol Forbidden Divine Guard, or rather... the Commander-in-Chief!
This great commander who was trusted by the Great Emperor Taichu, but acted mysteriously and lived in seclusion, was barely known by many people. When talking about other people in the Supreme Heaven, they were very secretive and referred to him as the "Great Commander".
A few days ago, I heard that this 'Grand Commander' and his elite troops suffered a great loss in Morenzhitian. It seemed that something terrible had happened. Even the 'Grand Commander' himself, when dealing with this matter, went out alive and well, but was carried back in a very embarrassed manner by a group of seriously injured confidants.
Heavy damage.
Moreover, these were not ordinary injuries on the flesh or the soul, but the most troublesome thing for all the powerful beings in the Supreme Taichu Heaven...'Dao Injury'!
The Supreme Heaven, which was usually oppressive, suffocating, and like a stagnant pool of water, had some ripples in recent days. In many offices of the Heaven, some people disappeared quietly, while some people gained.
In the thick dark clouds, countless thunder dragons as thick as a hundred miles were entangled, and a huge amount of thunder condensed into a stream. The majestic thunder force was compressed and thickened to the extreme, and it turned from virtual to real, turning into a pool of thunder plasma with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles. The dark purple thunder plasma almost condensed into substance, and terrifying thunder creatures like dragons and Kunpeng curled up in the depths of the thunder pool. Occasionally, when they opened and closed their eyes, there were bursts of lightning and thunder in the boundless dark clouds, and the lightning splashed for hundreds of millions of miles, but no sound was heard.
Above the thunder pool, a large palace floated like a giant ship, with a ninety-nine-story four-corner tower standing upright in the middle. Countless thunders fell from the sky like a waterfall, silently pouring into a thumb-sized black thunder bead on the top of the tower, which was swallowed up cleanly by this black pagoda that was thousands of feet high, thin and tall like a lightning rod.
The top floor of the pagoda was empty and bare, without any furniture.
On the four walls, large patches of lightning clouds flashed, and various lights and shadows flashed inside. There was a war scene in which a burly giant over three meters tall, wearing heavy black armor, with lightning , holding a heavy hammer, tearing apart powerful enemies and destroying the world.
Countless lives were reduced to ashes.
Countless giant beasts were smashed to pieces.
Countless heavens collapsed.
Although no one knew how many years ago these events happened, these scenes were repeated over and over on these four walls. An aura of tragedy, bloodthirstiness, ruthlessness and madness grew, and on the highest floor of the pagoda it suddenly formed a rapidly shaking thunder and blood flag, suspended behind a tall and mighty figure sitting cross-legged, constantly emitting dazzling lightning and blood light.
The figure sitting cross-legged on the ground was none other than the supreme commander of the Sky Patrol Divine Guards of the Supreme Heavenly Court. He was too lazy to even tell outsiders his name, and the world knew of his existence, and referred to him only as the 'Grand Commander'.
He was clad in a heavy, extremely simple-looking, fully enclosed armor without any decorative patterns on the entire body. There was a dark red blood aura lingering on the visor, and only in his three eyes were there large flashes of lightning. Occasionally, the lightning would explode and instantly illuminate the top floor of the pagoda, which was tens of thousands of miles in size and had been blessed with space restrictions.
Dozens of figures, ranging in height from five or six feet to fifty or six feet, all wearing heavy armor, with an aura as cold and murderous as the 'Commander-in-Chief', as cold and cruel as bloodthirsty butcher knives, stood quietly in front of the 'Commander-in-Chief', no one spoke, no one moved, and they didn't even breathe.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Maybe a breath.
Maybe ten thousand years.
A flash of lightning flashed, and a tall figure in a long skirt quietly appeared in front of the "Commander-in-Chief".
She tiptoed, slightly bent her waist, like a little wild cat ready to escape at any time, and ready to wave her claws at any time to tear seventy or eighty wounds on the enemy's face. She tiptoed to the front of the "Commander-in-Chief" and raised her foot with some difficulty.
Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the 'Great Commander', who was still more than ten feet tall, muttered in a low voice and stretched out his right hand. The woman in the long skirt jumped onto his palm, and the 'Great Commander' raised his hand and let her put it close to his ear.
Lightning flashes.
The surroundings were strictly restricted and no one could hear what the woman said to the commander-in-chief.
The thick, blood-thirsty murderous aura condensed into dark red clouds, hovering around the commander-in-chief, covering the woman's face... It was impossible to see what the woman looked like. Even her body became blurred by the thick clouds. The dozens of heavily armored figures present were unable to see how tall the woman was or how thin her waist was...
After a long time, another flash of lightning appeared.
The woman's figure slowly disappeared.
The commander-in-chief was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed. As soon as he laughed, the changing light and shadows on the walls around him froze, and the entire void froze instantly.
"Spread the word. Say that my 'Dao injury' has worsened, and I'm in danger of 'dying in silence'."
The commander-in-chief's voice was incompatible with his size and the atmosphere of the tower. His voice was very gentle and soft, and it gave people a strange feeling of gurgling water or the sound of a mountain zither.
However, the dozens of armored figures were obviously accustomed to it.
A soldier who was over 10 feet tall, with a trace of blood-red flames rolling on the edge of his armor, and the blood flames flowed rapidly along the surface of the armor, and finally stretched out a long flaming cloak behind him like the wings of a burning firebird, strode forward and said in a deep voice: "If you just spread the word like this, I'm afraid no one will believe it."
The soldier said in a deep voice: "We have spread the word that you, the commander-in-chief, were seriously injured, but few people believed it!"
"Now suddenly you are saying that you are going to 'retire from the dead'..." The soldier shook his head and sighed.
The commander was silent for a long time, then he sighed, and then he stretched out his left hand, shook his arm fiercely, and there was a crisp sound, like a crystal pillar being violently broken, the sound was extremely crisp, and echoed with a slight tremor. His arm broke at the elbow and fell to the ground with a bang.
The entire tower shook slightly.
The boundless palace complex outside also shook up and down.
The sound of low thunder rolled out in all directions. From the dark palaces and pavilions, countless tall and mighty figures wearing black armor quietly emerged, floating in the air on thick clouds, looking silently in all directions.
After a long, long time, these figures quietly retreated back to the palaces and pavilions, and the entire palace complex was once again deserted.
The commander-in-chief grabbed the half of his arm that had fallen to the ground and handed it to the soldier standing in front of him: "Here, take it out as evidence... Well, I don't care how you try to convince others, anyway, one of my arms is broken. With such evidence, if you still can't make people believe that I will die soon... Have all the salaries I have given you over the years been wasted?"
The soldier's eyes flickered, and he took the arm from the commander-in-chief with hesitation, or rather, with a hint of "pitifulness". This half arm was only a few feet long, but it seemed a bit ridiculously heavy. This soldier with a sinister aura and unpredictable cultivation actually took it with both hands, but his body still suddenly leaned forward, and he was almost crushed by this half arm.
Holding the commander-in-chief's arm with both hands with difficulty, the soldier's body shook and disappeared into thin air.
Another slender soldier, who was two feet tall and had a waist that was only about one foot thick, stepped forward quietly. He saluted the commander-in-chief and said in a low voice, "Commander Qingfeng, over there..."
Three balls of lightning suddenly lit up on the commander-in-chief's visor.
He chuckled a few times and shook his head slightly.
The tall and slender soldier took two steps back and stood there like a statue, motionless and silent.
On the four walls, countless lightning cloud patterns began to roll again, and scenes of war and slaughter flashed one after another. After an unknown amount of time, the commander-in-chief murmured, "I know about Qing Feng's talent... He will be fine with a few accidents."
"Don't you think it's interesting?"
"An 'ordinary' and 'unusual' trip to the lower world actually caused Qing Feng to lose contact!"
"Who do you think this is directed at?"
"You tell me, just because they have the courage to attack the Lord of Heavenly Book, can I report to the Great Emperor and tell him... tell him... someone is trying to eliminate the Great Emperor's wings and is trying to do something bad to him?"
"Tell me, if I report this matter like this, how many people will die?"
An extremely violent thunderbolt silently passed through the top floor of the pagoda, illuminating the empty space of tens of thousands of miles. Dozens of heavily armored soldiers shivered together, and they suddenly began to breathe heavily, like hounds that had been injected with chicken blood, releasing extremely primitive animality from their bodies.
The lightning flashed suddenly and then stopped suddenly.
The commander-in-chief waved his intact right arm and said calmly, "Forget it, the emperor won't believe it. He is just a Tianshu Laojun, a good guy on the surface. His life or death is not that important."
"Let's first find out what happened to the Heavenly King who guards the Morinzhi Heaven."
“Haha, so many of them died, and they even dared to show their claws to me… Even the son of Emperor Taimu was killed… It would be fine if they were so audacious, but even up to now, even with the power of the Sky Patrolling Forbidden Divine Guards, they still haven’t figured out what happened behind this!”
The commander-in-chief slowly stood up, his body slowly expanded to a height of more than ten feet, with silent lightning wrapped around his whole body. He lowered his head and looked down at his trusted subordinates: "This is a slap in my face! If my face is gone, the Forbidden Sky Patrol Divine Guards will also be shameless. If the face of the Forbidden Sky Patrol Divine Guards is stepped on by others, how many people have you offended over the years by relying on the Forbidden Sky Patrol Divine Guards? Hehe... What will be your fate? Do I need to tell you?"
"Put in some effort, and use some thought!"
"Fortunately, the Great Emperor has been in seclusion for the past few years and has not taken care of these unimportant matters. You still have time."
"When the Great Emperor comes out of seclusion, if I fail to give him an explanation... I'll have to trouble you to give me an explanation!"
Lightning flashed again, and dozens of soldiers disappeared.
The commander-in-chief put one hand behind his back, took a step forward, and went straight out of the tower. He hovered near the tower, overlooking the endless palaces and towers below.
He looked at the vast and boundless thunder pool, and the thunder creatures quietly dormant in the thunder pool. After a long, long time, he said to himself: "There are many people who have the courage to risk their lives."
"But there are very few people who have the power to actually do this."
"Although this old dog, Tianshu Laojun, is just a fart... he is also an extremely shrewd old fart... even he was defeated... who could it be?"
"Watch it more closely. Watch it more closely."
"Who could it be?"
"One person? Or, a lot of people?"
In the Supreme Taichu Heaven, under the jurisdiction of the Most High Heaven, in the void, where the sky is filled with clouds and mist, there is a continent with thriving population and abundant treasures.
The natural environment here is perfect.
The climate here is perfect.
The scenery here is perfect.
The variety of products here is perfect.
Everything here, everything you can imagine, has reached the ultimate perfection. Even if some places here are naturally imperfect, they have been brought to perfection by people using great supernatural powers and means to directly mobilize the power of the great way of heaven and earth.
This place is called 'Tianzhou', and it is under the direct jurisdiction of the Great Heavenly Court. All the civil and military officials, star gods, and heavenly kings who serve in the Great Heavenly Court, as well as their clansmen and relatives, all live here - enjoying the most wonderful enjoyment in the world and receiving the safest protection between heaven and earth.
Therefore, Tianzhou has become the most bizarre and special place between heaven and earth.
Countless people, because of the identities of the people living here, want to intervene here, want to develop some power here, deploy some spies, make some arrangements, and even raise some assassins, etc.
But precisely because the people living here are too special, anyone who has the courage, the mind, the strength, and the ability to do something in Tianzhou is more careful and cautious than anyone else. Everyone is busy distancing themselves from anything that happens here, as if they had never had any entanglement with Tianzhou.
So, at first glance, Tianzhou is a clear pool with no dirt or impurities at all.
In fact, countless people know it well - Tianzhou may be the most filthy and smelly toilet in the world!
Any old man passing by on the street here may look kind and amiable, but behind him may be seven or eight evil faces, with three or five undigested baby hearts stuffed in his stomach.
In the small building here, there is a girl who looks sweet, fresh, pure and lovely, as pure and transparent as the first snowflake in winter. Even if you use all kinds of strange secret techniques to detect her, she is an absolute virgin... In fact, she may have already used all kinds of methods to kill seven or eight hundred burly men with abundant essence and blood!
In the roadside restaurant, what is blazing in the stove may not be charcoal fire, but the "soul flame" condensed from the souls of the innocent people whose whole family was just slaughtered.
The lady took out a beauty pill with a smile, ready to take it with a cup of fragrant tea. It might be a blood pill condensed from the millions of souls who had been tortured in the dark prison without seeing the sun for millions of years.
Here, everything is beyond common sense and everything is beyond cognition.
You have to be tens of millions times more careful and a billion times more cautious than in other places, plus have trillions of times more luck and an extremely powerful backer, to be able to live comfortably here... standing above the heads of all intelligent creatures, living freely, wantonly, and at will.
In Tianzhou, there are not many people who are qualified to live so happily and carefree!
"Da, da, da, da, da." A thumb-sized pill, purple-gold in color, covered with dragon-like patterns, was clearly a pill, but it exuded a brilliant aura like the scorching sun, making people's souls palpitate and their mouths water. It bounced and rolled gently on the shiny floor.
More than a dozen girls with gorgeous clothes, pretty faces, and natural beauty, who would be admired by countless opposite sexes in the outside world, were like naughty dogs, crawling on all fours on the ground, laughing, chasing the pill, and sticking out their nimble tongues, eager to lick the pill, which contained the majestic Tao rhyme and the opportunity of creation, into their mouths before their companions!
This is a top-grade third-level heavenly pill called "Teng Jiao", which can only be seen by high-ranking officials and ministers of the Heavenly Court.
If an ordinary loach or eel in the secular world or in a rice field takes such a "Tengjiao" pill, it can transform itself, shed its mortal body, condense its blood out of thin air, and become a rare and powerful nine-clawed white jade dragon that can soar into the sky and serve in the Supreme Heaven, coil on the dragon pillar as a facade decoration, and have the same status as a heavenly general!
As for the 'Heavenly General', he was already at the Supreme Primordial Heaven, which was the dream of countless practitioners. Even after a lifetime of effort and ten lifetimes of good fortune, he could only barely touch the ceiling of his life.
But here, it is just a small toy thrown aside by the owner to amuse the little girls.
Just like the cat food and fish food that are spilled casually...cheap and not worth cherishing at all.
The man who threw out the Teng Jiao Dan was tall, handsome, and had a sinister aura, looking high and mighty... He was just like this Tianzhou, his whole body exuding a sense of 'perfection' that had been artificially processed.
Ordinary people can't find any flaws in his perfection no matter how hard they try.
Even the angle of a hair cascading down from his scalp, even the angle of a sweat hair growing out of a pore...even the way he stood here, smiling, watching those 'naughty' girls vying for the Teng Jiao Dan, his posture, expression, and demeanor...even the angle of the sunlight outside shining gently on him through the huge window, and the angle at which the sunlight cast his shadow on the floor...perfect!
This is a person who carefully maintains a certain "perfect" shell no matter when, where, or what he does.
He was wearing a lavender robe with cloud patterns, and a pill bottle about a foot high was floating beside him. His left hand was behind his back, and his right hand was placed on his chest. His fingers lightly tapped the long neck of the pill bottle, making a crisp "ding-dong" sound, as if a skillful musician was plucking the strings of a zither, which actually created a melody of its own.
Watching those girls chasing the pills and running away with laughter, the man sighed softly: "How carefree, how happy and innocent they are, but they don't know how much I paid for their happiness and innocence."
A wisp of hazy mist condensed into a vague human figure, quietly floating beside the man.
Hearing the man's sigh, the misty figure moved slightly: "Master, you have worked hard... Since these slaves don't understand the master's hard work, what's the point of keeping them? Clean them up? Replace them with a new batch?"
The man glanced at the figure and sighed softly, "You guys are too extravagant. Change a group? That's easy to say. How much money have you invested in these girls? Change a group? Oh! Money is tight recently. Keep it for now. When you get tired of playing, we'll talk about it later."
Putting down his hand, the man said calmly: "Money is tight, so we need to increase income and reduce expenditure. As for reducing expenditure, that's easy. I can save some money if I put myself in a difficult position. But as for increasing income, it's hard to make money. It's hard! Don't think that making money is easy just because I seem to have a certain status and background... It's really hard, hard, hard, it's really hard to make money!"
"But now, with a large sum of money right in front of me, I really, really want it... So, have you found out where Qing Feng is? Did he really not contact the headquarters of the Patrol God Guards?"
The figure trembled slightly and whispered, "But, Master...did you really leak the news about Qing Feng?"
The young man glanced at the figure.
The figure suddenly lowered his head, took a few steps back timidly, and then disappeared silently with a gust of wind.
The young man turned around and stretched out his hand. A large patch of colorful flowers bloomed in front of him . He picked a purple mandala and put it to his nose to sniff it gently.
"Qing Feng, he's the old man's loyal dog, not mine. Why shouldn't we leak any information about him? As long as it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me!"
A few green leaves flew out from the flowers that bloomed out of thin air. One green leaf turned into ten, ten turned into a hundred, and soon it turned into thousands and tens of thousands of tiny leaves with dewdrops on them, outlining the shape of a human figure.
The young man looked at the figure outlined by the green leaves and whispered, "Follow this large sum of money and feel around to see who the victim is. I'm very curious. The old man's notoriety is well known to everyone. He dared to provoke Qing Feng... hehe... and even spent so much money to find me."
"The person behind this is really interesting!"
"How much benefit is hidden in this that is worth them doing this?"
"If there is something good, and I don't try to get some, am I still worthy of being your master?"
The figure formed by green leaves spoke softly.
The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Iron Gate Pass? What is that place? It's a remote place that I've never heard of... How can it point to that place? Well, let's get a few people to go over there and take a look."
"What if there is a harvest? Right!"
The young man smiled happily, but a trace of evil rose from the corner of his eyes, which immediately made his perfect smile a little twisted and hideous. He immediately noticed this slight change, and slapped himself hard in the face. He shook his head, and the trace of evil disappeared without a trace, and he became so "flawless" again.
The figure formed by green leaves said something silently again.
The young man waved his hands and smiled confidently, "It's all right, it's all right. Others may not know about that old guy, but I am his only son, how could I not understand? If he really wanted to die, he would have sent someone to send me away long ago... He has killed so many people over the years and offended so many important people. If he really wanted to die, I would be the first one to die. How could he not worry about me?"
"so……"
As he spoke, the young man's face suddenly twisted and he could no longer maintain that perfect demeanor.
He looked at the figure formed by the green leaves with a look of horror, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said, the old guy doesn't have 70, 80, or 90 illegitimate sons and daughters outside? I am not a target that he puts out in the open to attract his enemies, right? The old guy is not really going to die, and put me here to cover up those little bastards, right? He is capable of doing such a thing!"
"Quickly mobilize all the people to find out whether the old man is just pretending or his injury is really getting worse!"
"I haven't enjoyed enough of such a huge fortune... If he wants to die, he has to wait until I am ready!"
The young man was so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat and stomped his feet and screamed hysterically.
Similar things happened in many places in Tianzhou.
Some people are just curious.
Some people just seek profit.
Some people are directly involved in certain things.
There are also people who know the inside story of certain things.
When the news that the commander-in-chief of the Patrol God Guards was suffering from increasingly serious Dao injuries and was almost dying spread through various channels, many people responded in different ways.
The most direct impact is that the number of surveillance and monitoring personnel and restrictions around the luxurious mansion where this young man lives has suddenly increased ten thousand times !
It’s not an exaggeration at all, it’s at least ten thousand times more!
At the same time, Lu Yi was looking at Dao Qiqiqi who had gotten up from the ground again with a helpless look on his face.
Was this the hundredth or two hundredth time that he had been severely injured, causing him to collapse to the ground like mud, and yet he had stubbornly gotten up again?
Lu Yi was already tired from fighting.
Dao Qiqiqi's injuries have all healed, and he is in great spirits. He even approaches Lu Yi with a bit of arrogance step by step.
"Go on, come on, beat me to death!"
"Hee, if you can't kill me, then I will kill you and all of you!"
"whee!"
Just as Dao Qiqiqi continued to provoke Lu Yi frantically, a black flame wrapped in a cold wind blew silently in the sky above the iron gate that had been imprisoned and sealed with layers of restrictions and completely cut off from the outside world. The layers of restrictions were suddenly forcibly broken.
Several giant flying boats quietly emerged from the black ghost fire and gloomy wind, like hunting sharks, casting their hideous black shadows towards Tiemenguan.
"We are evil demons, rebels, and rebels who disobey the decree of the Supreme Heaven."
A voice with a bone-chilling madness and an extremely crazy laugh: "So, we came here this time to kill people. We don't kill others, we only kill the lackeys of the Patrol God Guards!"
"Brothers, charge! Kill, kill, kill!"