He originally felt a little... inner as he chanted, but soon his emotions were aroused by the strings, and he directly pushed against the Tianling Cap, and then roared loudly:

"Order has made me successful!"

"Dao Ze, chose me!"

"Elements are new life!"

"Guard, the eternal purpose!"

Stop reading it, stop reading it...

Yue Gongli covered his ears and shook his head helplessly, understanding for the first time the original intention of the original design of the showman.

When he was playing with the iron rod, he was very excited when he listened to the string music. From the perspective of a bystander, what did he feel like when he heard the word "ganqing"?

Doesn't that mean that at that time, he declared war on his sister in front of everyone in the Han Palace Emperor Realm and in front of the younger generation...

Has your face been completely lost?

"Well……"

The evil god had already raised his right hand to attack, but suddenly froze in place, as if he was controlled by some great control technique and unable to move.

He was unable to evaluate the current scene.

Hee hee hee…

The Wings of Diying on the back squirmed twice, as if they couldn't hold it anymore and wanted to retract into the body.

He was quickly resisted by the power of the Fifth Ancestor, and he trembled with fright and tensed upright.

…

"Resisters should be suppressed!"

"Those who disobey deserve to perish!"

"If there is a 'battle mode'..."

drop.

The words haven't been finished yet.

The broken interface in Feng Yujin's mind was reorganized, and all the light effects lit up, forming two large characters:

"approve."

approve?

What's the meaning?

I have a long list of words behind me!

Feng Yujin was stunned for a moment. The text was still scrolling in his brain. He saw that he was going to say something like "triggering the third rule of guardianship", "applying to lift the ban" and so on.

Feng Yujin soon understood that what he was taking was the body of the Taoist Palace Master, so what other applications were needed?

This is to apply for it yourself, approve it yourself, and you can start using the "Liberated State·Tianji Divine Envoy" directly!

Stopped abruptly.

Very unhappy.

But Feng Yujin is not a young boy after all, he is even an old man based on his age.

If you can’t recite it, then you can’t recite it.

"Liberated State·The Envoy of Heaven's Secret has arrived!"

Feng Yujin roared wildly, and power surged into his palms:

"The Sword of the Holy Judgment!!!"

Drawing his hand horizontally in the void, Feng Yujin felt that the Eight Masters were possessing him, and he actually pulled out a huge lightsaber condensed by the power of the Holy Ancestor.

Zi.

A strange strangeness flowed from the soles of my feet straight into my soul.

At this moment, Feng Yujin straightened his back, and he vaguely understood why all ancient sword cultivators had such a sultry temperament.

It turns out that holding a sword really makes people want to recite a few poems for comfort?

"Xiaoba, search a few words...forget it."

Buzz.

The halo above the head rises.

The scroll of the sky unfolds beneath your feet.

Feng Yujin grabbed the Sword of Holy Judgment and felt the power surge from the mystical formation, making himself incomparable with the way of heaven.

He suddenly understood why those people have been pursuing the mysteries, and why those who possess the mysteries always have to step on the mysteries to pretend when they use spiritual skills or sword style.

So, this is called "unity of man and nature"?

"Low-key..."

Feng Yujin considers himself a low-key person.

Now he just wants to say one thing, all those low-key people should die!

Facing the evil god, I just want to be a high-profile person, do things, and use the sword of the Holy Judgment and the power of mysteries to kill him ruthlessly!

"Ready?"

But far away, the evil god also opened his mouth, and Feng Yujin's boiling blood cooled down.

This gave him a stress reaction:

No, what are you pretending to be?

I! Tianjie·Sealing Heaven Holy Emperor!

You are just a newly resurrected evil god. Do you really think that you have the power of a perfect ancestor god and can instantly kill this emperor in his liberated state?

But after the interface in his mind opened "Combat Analysis", this word finally popped up:

"drag!"

At the same time, the noisy voice of the Eight Masters also appeared:

"Sealing the Heavenly Holy Emperor, Xiaoba suggests that you'd better not confront him head-on, just hold off."

"Xiaoba has already analyzed it. His condition is not perfect. You only need to delay it for a quarter of an hour, and his fatigue will be revealed."

drag?

Feng Yujin sneered.

At the moment, I am in charge of the way of sealing, and with the power of the Holy Ancestor, no high-level Holy Emperor dares to challenge me even if he comes.

You, a mere eight-level expert, actually told me...to delay?

"by……"

Feng Yujin raised his sword and wanted to move forward.

But before the word "death" appeared, Evil God not far away, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly gently threw a stone in his hand.

The thumb of the right hand flicks the stone, and the two fingers of the left hand form a mudra.

Seeing the sealing action, Feng Yujin immediately stepped away and retreated. He never thought that the evil god would not target him this time:

"Skill: steal the sky and change the sun."

call out.

The high-thrown stones disappeared.

A hole suddenly opened in the sky, and there was a roaring sound that shattered time and space.

In the restricted area of ​​​​life, everyone raised their eyes in shock and saw a black light coming from far and near, nailing the evil god Yi in front of him.

"boom!"

At that time, it would be like a sacred mountain pressing down on the top, and the land thousands of miles away would be blasted into powder by huge force.

As the smoke and dust were flying, one could vaguely see the source of such anomalies. It was not a large object, but a long stick that was as tall as a man and could be grasped.

The two ends of the stick were gilded and engraved with strange patterns, and there was a dark brown sealing belt tied in the middle. Other than that, there was nothing unusual about it.

"drop!"

"Nine supreme artifacts, Overlord."

Feng Yujin looked at the shining, extremely cool Holy Judgment Sword in his hand, and then glanced at the ordinary, sweat-soaked stick opposite him. He was about to ask Xiao Ba to give an evaluation:

"Warning! Warning! Warning..."

It seems that there is no need to evaluate?

"Liberated state?"
To be continued...