Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"Glae."

The scorching gale howled from the south to the north, and an air current like a stream of fire was visible to the naked eye in the sky. Under this strong wind, the space was distorted and the heaven and earth were shaking.

Fahui narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the hot wind blowing towards him.

Opposite Fahui, Ye Wenshu had already used the wind to force her way forward again.

For feathered creatures, wind is heaven's help.

Ye Wenshu came riding on a strong wind, and in that strong wind that was like a torrent in the sky, Ye Wenshu swung the Xuanyu long sword in her hand, and the brilliant sky thunder attached to it immediately splashed out electric arcs and sparks all over the sky.

In the fierce wind, one could vaguely see the shadow of a black bird spreading its wings and crying, its sharp claws already aimed at Fahui.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of the black bird's cry, thunder struck the sky.

But Ye Wenshu's black feather long sword had already hit Fahui's Zen stick, and the sword light condensed by thousands of thunders surged out, blasting the sky into pieces.

The place where Ye Wenshu and Fahui fought has turned into a vacuum zone.

In the small world transformed by Jiang Sheng's Book of the End of the World, spiritual energy was not abundant to begin with, and it could even be said that it was intentionally forbidden. Now, with the fierce fight between Ye Wenshu and Fahui, the spiritual energy was becoming increasingly scarce and gradually disappearing.

However, Jiang Sheng, Ye Wenshu, Fahui, Xuanyi, Jin Qiong, and Kong Zhen were not affected at all.

Jiang Sheng saw clearly that Ye Wenshu transformed thousands of heavenly thunders into sword beams and increased its power with fierce winds. If she used all her strength, this move would probably shatter millions of miles.

But to gather that power that is enough to shatter millions of miles and to concentrate it on the sharp edge is another realm of power.

In the middle and lower six realms, what they pursue is always the maximization of power, wishing they could strike across thousands of miles and shatter the void with one strike.

But in the upper three realms, the situation is reversed.

If it is not necessary, the upper three realms prefer to limit their fighting methods to a certain range. Instead of displaying their power wantonly, they restrict themselves.

Restraining oneself and collecting one's power is the way to control oneself and calm the mind.

And this does not mean that the fighting ability of the upper three realms is weak. The divine power that is enough to stir a million miles is concentrated in one strike, and the power it explodes is like the collapse of heaven and earth.

Like the battle between Ye Wenshu and Fahui at this time, every move of the two peerless geniuses was measured, and all kinds of magical powers were attached to their weapons, showing their fighting skills to the fullest.

Ye Wenshu transformed the heavenly thunder into a sword edge, and Fahui also gathered the boundless fire essence and condensed it into a stream of light.

Wherever the nine-foot Zen staff in Fahui's hand was waving, streams of light would leap along with it. When Ye Wenshu's sword fell, Fahui raised his staff to meet it, and there was a chorus of thunder and fire, bursting out with earth-shaking power.

In an instant, thunder rumbled in the sky, karmic fire raged, and boundless thunder and fire energy surged in all directions, raising dust and smoke for thousands of miles.

The storm spread with thunder and fire from the sky and earth. Jiang Sheng waved his hand and a breeze blew out from his sleeves, wiping out the storm, thunder and fire in front of him.

Xuan Yi, Jin Qiong and Kong Zhen also took action each to suppress the storm that was powerful enough to destroy the small world.

After another collision, Fahui and Ye Wenshu each retreated.

Ye Wenshu stepped on the fierce wind, and the skylight around her intertwined and turned into floating feathers that wrapped around her arms. The black feather long sword in her hand was emitting lightning. The mysterious woman looked at Fahui meaningfully: "Venerable Fahui's staff method is as exquisite as the Buddhist principles."

The Buddha light was clear around Fahui, and a round of light rose from behind Fahui, as if there was a venerable sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform. There was a faint fire rising from the Zen staff. The venerable held the Zen staff in one hand and chanted the Buddha's name with the other: "Xuan Nu's swordsmanship is as powerful as her reputation."

Fahui and Ye Wenshu fought for more than a hundred moves. The fight was getting more and more intense. Although they were still restraining themselves, they were bound to get really angry.

Looking at the two of them, Jiang Sheng was ready to take action.

Xuanyi looked at Jiang Sheng beside him. He could sense that Jiang Sheng had a sword intent rising from him, as if he was eager to try: "Junior Brother Lingyuan, can't you sit still?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and said, "Not really, but if they continue to fight, they will inevitably get really angry, and that won't be pretty."

"I have invited guests from all over the world to come here this time. Whether it is a fight or a discussion, it is better to go too far than too little."

"But now the two of them are in high spirits, so I can't stop them. Let's just watch them fight first. When things get really out of control, it won't be too late for me to intervene."

Kong Zhen glanced at Jiang Sheng after hearing this and said, "You are confident."

"But if these two really get into a fight, can they really be stopped?"

The sound of clashing swords was endless, and the red silk and the green light kept colliding, causing thunder to overturn and karmic fire to soar into the sky.

The figures of Fahui and Ye Wenshu could not be seen clearly at all. The images seen by the naked eye were just the afterimages left by the two of them a moment ago.

Ordinary creatures here can only see the afterimages of the scenes being replayed, and cannot find any trace of the two people at all.

Even ordinary refining masters may not be able to tell the location of the two. After all, the gap between Taiyi Daoguo and Taiyi Daoguo is too big. If ordinary refining masters really meet these two, it is normal to be suppressed throughout the whole process.

After all, you can't even tell where the other person is. Often when you make a move, they have already moved away, and all that's left is a shadow. You can't hit them, you can't see them, so how can you win?

However, for the people present, it was not difficult to find the real position of the two. The two streams of light, one black and one red, kept moving, and Jiang Sheng's eyes kept moving back and forth. In Jiang Sheng's eyes, in his consciousness, the rapidly moving red black silk and the afterimages it left behind had already become extremely clear tracks, including where the two would stop for a short time next, Jiang Sheng could also "see" it.

Regardless of anything else, Jiang Sheng can predict the actions of the two by judging others by himself, and he can see their trajectories clearly by keeping a calm mind.

This is not difficult.

If you can see it, you can naturally stop it.

"If I don't have this ability, why would I invite you all to be my guests?"

Jiang Sheng's voice was filled with a hint of smile, and Kong Zhen and Jin Qiong heard full confidence in Jiang Sheng's tone.

He truly deserves to be the leader of the Mountain and River Realm in the past. Looking across the Three Realms, how many figures in the past thousand years dare to say that with such confidence?

As they were talking, Fahui and Ye Wenshu moved away from each other again.

At this time, the space in this small world was broken everywhere, and the sky seemed to be poked with a hole. Thousands of thunders continued to pour down, and the earth was also cracked, spewing out countless karma fire and lava.

For the two of them, this was just a warm-up.

Whether they are in Buddhism or Shintoism, both of them have reached the highest level of Taoism that can be achieved in the realm of refining emptiness. Their spiritual awareness can cover an area of ​​tens of millions of miles, their magic power is as endless as the vast galaxy, and their physical strength and energy are like monsters. It is no exaggeration to say that they are evenly matched.

Seeing the two people fighting more and more fiercely, Xuan Yi said: "If these two continue to fight, I'm afraid they will really get angry."

"If we really decide the winner here, it won't be pretty."

Jiang Sheng nodded and was about to speak, but Jin Qiong looked at Xuan Yi eagerly: "Master Xuan Yi, why don't you and I go up and fight, and replace Xuan Nu and the Venerable?"

Xuan Yi was stunned for a moment, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes: "Well, if Demon King Jin Qiong is willing to spar with me, I will be happy to accompany you."

As he spoke, Xuan Yi soared into the air, and Jin Qiong followed closely behind.

Soon, a green light and a golden light rushed straight to the center of the small world. The fluctuations of their auras made Fahui and Ye Wenshu look sideways.

After seeing Xuan Yi and Jin Qiong taking their stances, Ye Wenshu snorted coldly. She naturally knew why these two rushed out at this time. Then she stopped the strange phenomenon and concealed the edge of her sword.

Fahui also stopped, the light behind him dissipated, and the karmic fire on the Zen staff also went out.

Holding a Zen stick in one hand and chanting the Buddha's name with the other, Fahui looked at Ye Wenshu and said, "It seems that it is difficult to determine the winner this time. Xuannv, why don't you and I go down and rest for a while?"

Ye Wenshu snorted coldly: "That's the only way."

After saying that, the two of them pressed down the clouds and appeared on Jiang Sheng's left and right.

At this time, there were only Xuan Yi and Jin Qiong in the sky.

The feathered jade skirt on Jin Qiong's body turned into a golden feather armor, with a breastplate and skirt. The auspicious cloud shoulders with golden silk also changed into shoulder armor. Her whole body was shining with golden light, as if the scorching sun was hanging in the sky.

In just a blink of an eye, Jin Qiong was ready for the fight: "Master Xuanyi, I have been looking forward to fighting with you again."

As Jin Qiong spoke, she took off the golden hairpin from her head. In an instant, the hairpin turned into a flaming golden spear which she held in her palm. Her eyes were filled with an undisguised fighting spirit.

The conflict between the Demon King Palace and the Qinghua Taoist Sect was mainly due to Xuanxin.

As long as Xuanxin is in Luzhou of the Northern Territory, the conflict between the Demon King Palace and the Qinghua Taoist Sect cannot be resolved.

When the Shanhe Realm and the Panfeng Realm started a domain war, the Qinghua Taoist Sect and the Demon King Palace tacitly suppressed their conflicts. After the three realms merged, no one discussed the matter anymore.

But not discussing it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, especially within Qinghua Taoist Sect, there has been endless debate about this matter.

Although he didn't know why Master Mingyang and the others no longer asked about this matter, Xuanyi could never forget it. Now that Jin Qiong took the initiative to invite him to a fight, it was impossible for him to refuse.

Xuan Yi slowly took out a jade ruler from his sleeve, tested the feel of it, and looked up at Jin Qiong: "Since Jin Qiong Monster King wishes this, I will not be polite."

As he spoke, Xuan Yi raised the jade ruler in his hand, and a sky full of stars suddenly appeared above the sky. Countless stars gathered and dispersed, as if a nebula was expanding. Thousands of starlight fell down, making the jade ruler in Xuan Yi's hand coated with a layer of brilliant starlight.

"The Ten Thousand Stars Heavenly Glory Ruler is truly extraordinary."

“I just don’t know which one is better, the magic weapon that Master Xuanyi refined after breaking through the realm of refining emptiness or my Flowing Fire Brilliant Golden Spear!”

As Jin Qiong spoke, his entire body transformed into a stream of golden fire and disappeared into the void.

There is never a shortage of people among the demon race who dare to love and hate, and Jin Qiong is not the type who is willing to bow her head.

When facing Xuan Yi, Jin Qiong never hides her true nature.

Xuan Yi snorted coldly, and the Wanxing Tianhua Ruler in his hand fell down. In an instant, it was as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down, and the starlight swept across three thousand. (End of this chapter)