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Chapter 701 170. The Universe is Shaking in the Wind

Yunxia didn't even dare to twist in Li Xian's hands.

Because there were violent winds all around, she had no doubt that if she acted rashly, she would be torn to pieces by the winds.

The divine bird spread its wings, revealing its murderous intent.

The throne on his back was as blue as the sky, and it also brought with it a Daoist rhyme as transparent as the wind. His power tore through the thirty-three heavens, and the entire thick sea of ​​clouds was washed away by the strong wind, but under this clear and bright boundless sky, was the wrath of the ancient Cloud God!

"Dawn!" Li Xian called out softly, and the broken corona of the Throne of Time appeared. All time slowed down in his eyes, but this could not buy him much time. Yun Zhongjun's pace was not stagnant, and His speed was still terrifying, but it could only be barely observed.

Li Xi'an grabbed the girl, and with one hand, he formed the mark of the honorable position of time and slapped Yunxia on her body. He had no time to care about Yunxia, ​​and opened a timeline, made a mark, and threw her into the narrow space of time. The next moment, he took a deep breath and chanted the Five Elements Mantra, and saw the light of the Five Elements splashing out, spreading out, and transformed into a huge ring.

He moved the five elements.

At the same time, Dawn Falls becomes ineffective.

Yun Zhongjun's bronze claws came to kill.

The Five Elements Divine Light burst out and collided head-on with the bronze claws! The terrifying aftermath spread in circles across the sky, and the entire thirty-three heavens were shaken by their battle.

  Under the roaring divine light, Yun Zhongjun swung his body and retracted his claws. Li Xi'an carried the Five Elements Divine Ring on his back and raised his hand to reflect the Earth Element. The shadow of the Yellow Emperor flashed behind him, and a towering black sacred mountain appeared out of thin air and suppressed Yun Zhongjun!

Yun Zhongjun didn't care. He flapped his wing made of storm and smashed the Earthly Mountain with one blow. Then, he flapped his other white wing, which turned into a giant blade that killed people. He cursed and wanted to cut Li Xi'an in half!

The Time Lordship manifested, countering the Cloud God Lordship carried by Yun Zhongjun, but the strong wind raised by Yun Zhongjun could even blow away the timeline! The time that Li Xi'an used to protect his body, the timeline barrier that the Supremes could hardly break was forcibly torn apart by the strong wind. This was even the state of the dawn, not the normal state when facing the Viper at the beginning.

"Boom!" The attack hit the target.

Yun Zhongjun's ferocious face twisted as he bathed in fire, locking onto the figure falling in the sky.

Li Xian's body was surrounded by a feather belt made of flowing water. The moonlight-like feather belt fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal king, as if an ancient existence from the Taixu had reappeared in the world. No wonder Yunxiao immediately thought that Li Xian was an immortal left over from the Taixu era.

The divine feather belt made of water blocked the attack for Li Xian.

He looked up at the sky and saw Yun Zhongjun flapping his wings, one real and one virtual, to catch up with him.

How could he be so strong? Li Xian was puzzled. Yun Zhongjun was already in a state of damaged status. According to the words of the 脳, he was even seriously injured before coming to Taixu to try to repair his old injuries. But judging from the current Yun Zhongjun, he is probably not far from the peak of the 脳 era. The throne creatures have no chance of doing anything to him. Only this ancient cloud god can show his majesty and suppress the opponent.

If one wants to kill, I'm afraid only a supreme being like death can do it.

If the 蠛 did not deceive himself, then something must have gone wrong somewhere.

Li Xi'an used his position of honor to set up layers of obstacles, slowing down the speed of Yun Zhongjun's pursuit. In the sky, no one could be Yun Shen's opponent. With Yun Zhongjun's current power that could tear apart the timeline, even if he escaped into the timeline, he could not escape him.

He let go of Xijian, formed a strange seal with his hands, stared at Yun Zhongjun with his eyes, and used the fingers of both hands to form a frame that could frame Yun Zhongjun. The Time Throne was humming, and Yun Zhongjun, who was approaching rapidly, suddenly felt the strange flow of spiritual power around him, and time seemed to be split at this moment.

Li Xian suddenly clapped his hands together, and the space and time around Yun Zhongjun closed up.

The strong wind suddenly stopped.

Yun Zhongjun's figure disappeared in mid-air.

But a huge crack appeared on the surface of the Throne of Time.

He trapped Yun Zhongjun in another time and space, but this was not a long-term solution. Li Xi'an relaxed for a moment, but his expression changed. The airflow of the thirty-three days was changing. A terrifying hurricane came from nowhere and formed above the thirty-three days. A deep vortex stirred the void. In the center of the vortex, it seemed that something was struggling to break free from the time frame. This monster could even stir the current void sky in another time and space.

Are all the ancient gods in Tianyang at this level?

"Immortal Lord?" When Li Xian was slightly distracted, the space-time rift beside him opened, and a small hand stood up, and Empress Yunxiao made a brilliant appearance. She even found the broken arm left in the Immortal Palace and connected it, muttering: "The position of honor is not of much use in the first place. The more Dao Yun you can save, the better. It is not easy to condense an immortal body."

"It's great that you are still alive, otherwise I would have been dragged away and eaten by that strange bird." Queen Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Xi'an had no time to chat with this Taixu old man. Just as he was about to stuff her back into the space-time rift, Lady Yunxiao waved her hand and said, "No, no, no, it's better not to go to the space-time rift. Don't send me there. I know why Yun Zhongjun didn't die. There are so many ashes from burning him, proving that his time was indeed snuffed out by the Immortal Lord. But I observed the red flames of Yun Zhongjun ignited again from a close distance, and the reason was that strange flame."

"The position and rhyme of each supreme being are unique. The position and rhyme of Yun Zhongjun both symbolize the blue of the sky and the transparency of the wind, but that flame is deep red and presents an aura that is incompatible with the position of Yunshen..."

"Long story short." Li Xian interrupted.

Lady Yunxiao choked, "The Immortal Lord is indeed a thunderbolt... No, no, don't send me back to the narrow slit, I'll tell you now! There is a power that does not belong to Yunzhong Lord, and it was that power that saved Him. Although Yunzhong Lord is a creature in the shape of a bird, he is essentially a god, not a feathered creature. He does not have the Nirvana supernatural power of feathered creatures, but if you observe the flames on his body, you will find that they are the Nirvana fire of feathered creatures."

Madam Yunxiao muttered for a moment, and then said, "That rhyme and breath are more like the phoenix of Jiuzhou. He and the phoenix are the original ancestors of feathered creatures, but Yunzhongjun is no match for the phoenix. Among the ancient gods of Tianyang, the one who can rival the phoenix should be the Great Siming, who symbolizes life and death, but poor Great Siming was swallowed by death itself. What's more, the Yinglong and Queen Mother of the West of Jiuzhou are not just for show, so how can Yunzhongjun have the rhyme of the phoenix?"

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In another time and space, Yun Zhongjun lowered his head and stared at the healing blood hole in his chest.

Life was closing, death was receding, and He had never felt so happy since the battle of Kyushu. This was He breaking away from the trauma of the past, and even the wings that were taken away forever were slowly growing.

The ancient cloud god could not help but sing loudly. His cry resounded throughout the entire universe. The strong wind formed by his flapping wings shook the three thousand worlds in the universe, caused huge waves on the sea of ​​suffering, and made the Buddha statue on the top of Mount Sumeru tremble.

The terrifying wind played the ballad of the return of this ancient god, and the spirits in the center of the sky seemed to sense it and danced to the ancient ballad in the wind. It blew away thousands of timelines and billions of universes. The wind that came from Him dissipated the mist of time around the void, blowing all the way from the bottom of the void to the original universe, breaking the branches of the netherworld's sacred tree, forcibly lifting the netherworld's dimension, causing the extinguished stars to sway, and the stable time and space to sway.

  This also alarmed the Golden Monarch who was entrenched in the Red Land. He woke up and looked at the spirits in the center of the sky dancing around an ancient altar. He saw them singing together:

"Bathe in orchid water and enjoy the fragrance, and dress in gorgeous clothes like a hero."

"The spirit is curled up and stays, the bright light is endless."

"Jian Jiang is in the palace of longevity, shining as brightly as the sun and the moon."

"The dragon rides on the emperor's robes, and flies around in the world."

"The spirit has descended, and it has soared far into the clouds."

"Looking over Jizhou, there is more than enough; crossing the four seas, there is no end."

"I sigh deeply when I miss my husband, and my heart is troubled and heavy."

The whole universe could hear the singing of the people of Tianyang. The spirits of the universe had never seen such a crazy and magnificent scene. All they saw was the strong wind, and all they heard were ancient poems that were either chanted or sung loudly. The Lord of the Netherworld, Qingyan, came to the feast of the immortals. She carefully checked the fallen branches and leaves, and found that the underworld was bulging. The wind forcibly raised the dimension of the Nine Netherworld, and now it was almost adjacent to the mortal world. She also heard the singing from the mortal world, and the poem praised an ancient god.

At this moment, Taixu, Yunzhongjun danced with the wind, destroyed the framework of time and space with one blow, and returned to this time and space with the wind that blew billions of universes! Purple lightning and green frost flashed in his eyes, and his wings swept across the ocean and the abyss. The three thousand worlds were just his group, and the boundless sea of ​​suffering in the holy land was just his feather.

This... is the arrival of the Spirit Emperor of the Clouds!

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