The World That Tao Rules

Within the boundaries of the heavens, there is an octagonal huge stone platform leading to the place where Jiang Yun is located.

At the center of Shitai is a whirlpool of ever-changing size.

At this moment, every corner of Shitai stood with thousands of monks, a total of 8,000 monks, which is the number of troops assembled by Bajietian to go to the lower domain.

Although Ba Datian did not put Jiang Yun’s lower domain in his eyes, not long ago, the eight hundred people died in the lower domain at the same time, but they also had to be vigilant, so this time each ethnic group sent The number has increased tenfold.

However, these monks are still based on the real life, supplemented by the virtual world, and the heads of the ministries are eight strong against the heavens.

Eight thousand monks, originally had already gathered here, ready to go to the lower domain.

Unexpectedly, there was an uninvited guest who suddenly came, so that they had to stop temporarily.

This uninvited guest came with the company of an elder of Bajietian.

Wearing a black mask on his face, he covered his face and wore a black gown.

It seems that this person seems to be very ordinary, but eight thousand monks, when they saw this person, everyone's face could not help but reveal the color of tension.

Because of the entire collection of the days, only one kind of person will do this dress.

Patrol the pulse!

The patrol of the sky does not refer to a group of people, but to the patrolling angels and their patrols.

This is the sky, this is the sky!

The patrol, although it was selected by the patrolling angels, is equally fascinating and has various levels.

The standard of distinction is to look at the color of the mask they wear and the clothes they wear.

The true patrol angel, wearing masks and wearing clothes are all blue, meaning the color of the sky.

The sky is from high to low, which is divided into four colors, purple, gold, white and black!

Although the patrol of the day is far-reaching, there is no one in the collection of the heavens, no one knows, but there are very few people who can really see the angels and the patrols.

Of course, in most cases, they would rather not see.

Because once you see it, there are very few good things.

Therefore, at this moment, the eight thousand monks saw the patrol scorpion appear, and naturally they are somewhat nervous and do not understand each other's intentions.

Logically speaking, even if there is anything in the patrol, you should go directly to see the eight gods, but the other party ran to the face of these people, which made everyone feel puzzled.

Because of the mask, the singer couldn't see his expression at all. He could only hear him with a dull voice. "You are ready to enter the lower field, investigate the death of your 800 people and take the murderer." ?"

The politeness of the elders who accompanied the patrolling the sky: "Yes, we have already ordered the order from the adults, and the adults have already agreed!"

The surveyor nodded and said: "The angels have orders, because all the domain gates are about to open, so let me inform you that the entry into the lower domain is suspended, and immediately begin to prepare, waiting for the domain door to open!"

The eight-day elders whispered a little: "The domain door is open, there should be some time, how can we start preparing now?"

"Well?" There was a hint of unpleasantness in the voice of the singer: "Are you questioning the orders of the ambassadors?"

"No, no!" The elders hurriedly shook their heads: "I am just a bit puzzled and have no doubts."

"Since the ambassador has an order, the eight heavens will be obeyed!"

The surveyor nodded and said: "Yang Fengyin's end, you should be very clear, leave!"

After that, the patrol turned and left, and the elder hurriedly said: "I sent it to leave!"

While talking, the elders turned back to the stone platform and stood at the forefront of the young man in the sky. "Tianxiang, don't hurry to bring everyone back!"

The young man named Tianxiang naturally did not dare to neglect and held a fist: "Yes!"

After watching the elders and the scorpio's body shape leave, everyone is taking a breath.

Tianxiang said with a loud voice: "You have just heard it, and the revenge is temporarily put on hold. After the domain door is opened, let's go to the lower domain!"

Although everyone is somewhat puzzled, the angels have to open the domain door in advance, but they naturally do not dare to ask, they can only turn around and prepare to leave.

But at this moment, Tianxiang was a wrinkle, and his eyes suddenly looked at the vortex of the center of Shitai.

Through the whirlpool, Tianxiang faintly felt a very strange, but quite powerful atmosphere, from the whirlpool is just a little bit out!

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The arrival of the patrolman, Si Lingxiao, who is in the lower domain, saw that everyone in the eight days was ready to enter, but suddenly he left and gave up the reason for entering!

At this time, if Jiang Yun didn't arrive, or after he arrived, he didn't immediately throw out the market and use the market to block the whirlpool. Then this thing will be big and small, and small things will happen!

He no longer has to worry about someone going to the lower domain in the Eighth Heaven. He can turn around and leave, and continue to solve the celestial beings, solve all the things of the ancients, and wait for the opening of the domain door.

But he threw out the market and urged the market to form a whirlpool.

He did not know that the volatility of the breath released by those ethos was transmitted to the heavens through the vortex, and was noticed by Tianxiang, who was ready to leave!

Although Tianxiang did not dare to defy the orders of the patrolling angels, but he found such a strange atmosphere in the lower domain, he could not care.

So, he waved a black mist and fell into the whirlpool.

In order to resist this black fog, Jiang Yun personally stepped into the Taoist market, integrated his own strength, and finally dispelled this black mist.

Naturally, this has increasingly aroused the curiosity of Tianxiang. With a cold cry, raise your hand again, and slap the palm of your hand toward the whirlpool below!

Seeing the palm of the hand through the vortex, Jiang Yun can clearly feel the power contained in it, definitely far beyond himself, not at all to compete with himself.

Fortunately, I am in the market!

‘@0f^

Jiang Yun bite the tip of the tongue, a stream of blood spurts out, blood splatters open, and turned into dozens of blood beads, rushed to dozens of tombstones, and integrated into it.

The avenues buried in these tombs are some of the avenues owned by Jiang Yun, such as the Five Elements, the Snow Road, and so on.

Incorporating your own blood can inspire the power of these avenues.

"Calling!"

Under the treacherous tombstones, more qis emerged from the tombs, and they all had specific shapes such as flames and ice and snow. They were caught by Jiang Yun and condensed into a palm, welcoming the palm of Tianxiang.

"boom!"

Under the impact of two palms, Tianxiang’s palm was immediately recovered.

The palm of the hand was blasted open, and Jiang Yun’s body was slightly shaken, and he swallowed the blood from the body.

Even with the help of the Taoist market, Jiang Yun is still not an opponent of Tianxiang, and he was injured.

However, now he has no time to pay attention to his own injuries, but to motivate as much as possible to make the vortex form.

"Come on, hurry up, as long as the vortex is formed, then this world is safe."

Tian Xiang, who was frustrated twice in the hands of Jiang Yun, was also angered by the fight, so after hesitating, he had a blue sword in his hand!

Holding the sword, Tianxiang suddenly put the sword into the whirlpool!

This sword is one of the most powerful domain devices of the Eight Heavens and belongs to the Eight Gods.

This time, in order to prevent Tianxiang and others from going to the lower domain, there were accidents, so the eight gods deliberately handed the sword to Tianxiang for self-defense.

The sword pierced into the whirlpool, and the vortex that was condensed by the air and the eye was about to form, immediately appeared numerous cracks.

At the same time, in this piece of heaven and earth, there is also a sound of peril that is like a nightmare: "This is the breath of the Eight Gods..."