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Chapter 710 179. The Day of Rebellion

The vast sky suddenly became silent, as the divine wind caused by Yun Zhongjun returned to calm.

There was not a ripple in the bitter sea with surging waves, there was not a breeze in the howling sky, the thunderclouds disappeared, and the ancient and revered gods died along with them.

He stood on the cloud, staring at the Cloud Throne that collapsed in an instant. Before he wondered why the throne disappeared so quickly, he sighed.

There were very few creatures in their time, and they had met each other. Even as enemies, they reminded him of his other two companions. They were once as glorious as the ancient gods of Tianyang. The Great Wilderness was full of their believers and altars. When the three beasts ruled the world, the ancient gods of Tianyang did not dare to act rashly. At that time, Jiuzhou Tianyang and the Great Wilderness maintained the most harmonious balance.

Until death devoured them.

After the death of the worm, the larvae turned into hidden insects in various universes. It is said that there was a problem in the ancient Jiuzhou. The supreme beings in Jiuzhou had a strong and persistent passion for the black fog outside the universe. They seemed to want to explore the secrets deep in the black fog and find out whether there are other strange places besides their universe. Those supreme beings went deep into the black fog and never came back. Even the Queen Mother of the West went to look for them but there was no news.

It seemed that at that time, the power of the three beasts in the Great Wilderness changed, and the Queen Mother of the West of Jiuzhou cast the bronze temple. As for Tianyang, Yu once suspected whether the existence of Emperor Guyuan was deliberately erased. As for the existence of Emperor Guyuan, even the three beasts only knew the title but not the real name, and they didn't even understand the dignity it symbolized.

The three beasts are at this level and are extremely sensitive to their own history. It is very likely that Emperor Gu Yuan erased his own existence and disappeared at that time.

  The peaceful Taixu world made him fall into memories, but he suddenly came to his senses, because a hurricane from the depths of the Sea of ​​Bitterness was roaring and rising, and the momentum was about to blow away the three thousand worlds floating on the Sea of ​​Bitterness!

"He's not dead?" Zhu Jiuyin swung his tail and set up a barrier in front of himself to block the hurricane.

The demon naturally knew who Zhu Jiuyin was talking about. The shell on the surface of his body was recovering, but the new arm armor could not withstand the strong wind and was cut.

Li Xian sat upright in mid-air, motionless, as if he had really turned into a Buddha statue in the temple. However, behind him was not the Buddha's corona, but the feather belt of an immortal god. At this moment, the feather belt was burning, and complex patterns were spreading in the burned areas.

"Dead, this is His unwilling wrath."

He picked up a petal and threw it into the sea of ​​suffering.

The petals swayed in the strong wind, and in a trance, purple light like electric arcs seemed to flash.

The strong wind did not attack them, but instead blew away the thick clouds above their heads, revealing the boundless void above them. When the petals fell on the surface of the bitter sea, the last of the wind also died down. No matter how much resentment and unwillingness Yun Zhongjun had, it all dissipated like the wind, and his existence disappeared into the void.

Zhu Jiuyin noticed the huge crack on the throne of time behind Li Xian.

It was completely different from the traces of him removing the throne on his own initiative. This was violently cut in half, and the seal characters and authority that controlled the years were disordered. Who else could cut the Years Honored Throne in half except the owner of the Years Honored Throne? The answer was self-evident. It was a third step that was not inferior to the Years Honored Throne. Zhu Jiuyin's muscles were tense. He was neither excited nor afraid, but he knew that now was not the time to compete with such an existence.

The strong wind swept past them and reached the thirty-three heavens above the void.

Li Xi'an and Zhu Jiuyin raised their heads almost at the same time, and the golden lotus blossoming in their eyes shrank back into their pupils.

  Yun Zhongjun perished, but their aura was still rising, as if it was not over yet. The demon sensed that the atmosphere was not good, but He felt the shaking of the void first. On the sea of ​​suffering, light shone, and hundreds of Dao rhymes rose together, tearing open the barrier of the universe!

Those were the supreme beings that had dived into the void. They illuminated their honorable positions, circulated the rhyme of Tao, and one after another broke through the barriers of the world and came to the surface of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Li Xian looked down and saw that every ray of light that lit up was a supreme being.

At this time, even the demon could clearly sense the changes in Taixu.

The barrier between Taixu and the original universe disappeared.

"How could it be so fast?" He looked at Li Xi'an in surprise, "Can you still do it? The throne of Time is in such a state of ruin, I'm afraid you don't even have one tenth or one twelfth of your previous abilities."

Li Xian seemed to be thinking about something, but it was too late to think about it.

Because a supreme being had already climbed up first, riding the wind straight up to the thirty-three heavens, the Dao rhyme was humming all over his body, and the divine light of his position was shining. As the Dao rhyme surged, the strange fog and clouds of sorrow spread in an instant, and the sky was covered with inky black. He held an iron rod and was fully alert to Li Xian and his party. But he did not provoke Li Xian, and looked at each other from a distance, and with a flash, he appeared in the sky of Taixu.

He swung the black iron rod, about to break down the barriers and go to the original universe.

  There was a roar of wind and thunder, and between the lightning and thunder it seemed as if the Spirit King in the Clouds had returned! He looked back blankly, and the sword light cut through the strange dancing black clouds, and the blazing flames reached his eyes!

“Dang——!” He hurriedly raised the black iron rod to block the attack, but his arm suddenly became numb, and the huge force sent him flying into the sea of ​​suffering.

He exhaled, adjusting his extremely clumsy Dao rhythm. He was not even hit by the red sword, but his spiritual power became stuck. It was really weird. The Supreme twisted his wrist and raised the iron rod. He stood up and saw the figure who attacked him before.

The immortal was wearing a golden body and flame-like clothes, holding a huge red sword in his hand. The original golden jade sword turned into a light and shadow hovering around him. He looked down at the Supreme coldly. Thunderclouds gathered above his head, and the empty sky was covered by thick clouds again. The world was suddenly in chaos.

"Li Xian! Are you going to stop us by yourself?" He raised the iron rod and pointed it at the golden immortal under the thundercloud.

The many supreme beings in the Sea of ​​Bitterness also cast their gazes over, manifested their dignity, drew up their weapons, and an invisible pressure gathered.

They came here to go to the original universe to harvest treasures, and they rarely had conflicts with each other. Even if it was the treasure buried in the void, they only competed and swore. This is the eternal timeline, and their lives are more precious than anything else. In addition to the opportunity to go further and touch the source of the supreme secret, only these can surpass their lives, because the Supreme is also a seeker.

At this time, someone blocked their way.

"Li Xian, what do you want to do?" An eye opened above the sea of ​​suffering. It was a throne that was looking at this side, and its true body was so huge that it could not be seen.

"You killed Yun Zhongjun, Tianyang will not let you go. If you cut off our path now, you will make countless enemies. Have you thought it through?" said the creature on the throne.

Li Xian did not respond to them, but just raised the huge red sword in his hand.

Thunderclouds are rolling in and a rainstorm is brewing.