After slandering Amitabha, Liu Yi flew into the vast crowd of monks.

The sea is vast.

The sea of people is also vast.

The Dragon Gate Heavenly Realm is thousands of miles wide, and the entire world has been covered by rolling black clouds.

The battle clouds are thick!

Wukong Daoist rushed to the forefront, holding the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, and bombarded the rolling dark clouds in the air.

A voice roared out from Wukong Dao's mouth: "I want this day, and I can't cover my eyes anymore! I want this land, and I can't bury my heart anymore! I want all these people to understand what I want! These enemies of the heavens have all disappeared!"

As a result, the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick turned into an optimus jade pillar and pierced the rolling black clouds.

Wukong Daoist held a stick like an optimus jade pillar, swaying in the air, swaying endless stick shadows, just like the countless sword qi of sword cultivation, tearing apart the heavenly dome battle clouds, revealing a bright infinite galaxy.

The battle clouds dispersed, and many of the enemy's monks had already shown their bodies in the firmament.

Battle arrays are gathered in the sky, and I don't know how many tens of millions of enemy troops there are!

Since Pangu opened the world, several calamities have passed.

And a catastrophe is billions of years.

Over the years, how many sentient beings have been able to cultivate to become gods?

Those who have become gods, as long as they have not died on the battlefield or died in the road, they can live forever, and there are millions of people who have survived to this day!

Countless monks, divided into two factions.

At this moment, he had already rushed to kill in one place in the Dragon Gate Heavenly Realm.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of the Wukong Daoist was overwhelmed by his own monks.

He didn't seem to want to be in front of everyone, so he rushed out of his own battle formation with a golden hoop stick, and rushed into the enemy's battle array alone.

With the peak cultivation of the Taoist, this monkey was indomitable, killed through the enemy's battle array, and rushed to the canopy in the distance.

The canopy is the imperial umbrella cover!

Located under the canopy, above the chariot, are the two emperors.

"Emperor Jun!

Wukong Daoist wore armor and robes, ignoring the enemy gods and Buddhas who gathered around him to surround him, pointed at the two emperors with golden hoop sticks, and roared angrily: "You two are the ancient emperors, and I don't know that compared to the useless Jade Emperor Er, you are even more useless!"

The two emperors are condescending, looking down on Wukong.

How could the emperor and nobles easily participate in the war in person?

Di Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was closing his eyes and recuperating, and he didn't take Wukong Daoist seriously.

"Who went to kill this monkey?"

Di Jun held the Chaos Bell in his left hand, and pointed at Wukong Daoist with his right hand.

"I'll go!"

A Taoist galloped away and rushed towards Wukong.

"What are you, dare to be wild in front of the poor road!"

Wukong Daoist waved the stick and cast a magical power, "The Great Divine Power at the bottom of the Milky Way Town!"

"I am a demon midge, and when I became a god when Hongjun Ancestor preached, you can die in the hands of this seat, and you can die as deserved!"

This demon handsome just shouted, and on the Ruyi golden hoop stick in front of him, a whole galaxy had already appeared, shining with silver light, bombarding, and infinitely majestic.

Rumble!

Midge Chong was hit with a stick and retreated, spraying blood from his mouth, apparently seriously injured.

"Emperor Jun, Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Wukong Taoist said: "Could it be that the two of you are not the rumored three-legged golden crow, but the cultivation of two old turtles? ”

The level of this monkey's scolding is not bad.

However, Dijun still stood still.

The Eastern Emperor was too angry and shouted, "Ji Meng, where is Yingzhao!

"Obey!"

There were two more demon handsomes, galloping away, both of them were Taoist cultivators, but they were defeated by Wukong Taoists with one enemy and two enemies.

"Hahaha......"

Wukong Daoren burst out laughing, and did not pursue Ji Meng and Yingzhao, only stood at his side with the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick, one hand crossed his waist, and the other pointed to the two Heavenly Emperors, and sneered: "Donghuang Taiyi, do you dare to fight with my old grandson?"

"I can't help myself!"

Donghuang Taiyi is finally going to take action in person.

As the Emperor of Heaven, he naturally has extraordinary strength, but how can he be defeated again and again.

After two defeats in a row, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was already shameless and replaced to fight, so he only threw out the big bell with his palm shining brightly and went towards the Wukong Taoist cover.

"Hey......

Wukong stood still and said: "Could it be that you also want to learn from the Duobao Taoist back then, he slapped my old grandson at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, but you want to use the big bell to press me?"

Donghuang Taiyi didn't speak, only waved his hand into the air.

A phantom palm rushed out and hit the bell.

Airplanes!

The bell rang through the heavens and the earth, resounding throughout the Longmen Heavenly Realm.

Even the stars that were close to each other in the surrounding void were swept away by the sound of the bell, and they were shaken and trembled, deviating from their original trajectory.

In the eyes of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Duobao Daoist is just a disciple of the Tongtian Sect Master, but he, the emperor, is the one who listens to the Tao under the Hongjun Old Ancestor with the Tongtian Sect Master, and is located in the second row. If it weren't for the chance that he couldn't compare to the Tongtian Sect Master and failed to worship under the Hongjun Sect, otherwise he might not be able to become the Sect Master.

With such an identity, how could he refute it because of Wukong Daoren's words.

The reason why he made a move in anger was only because Wukong Daoist angered him.

The princes were furious, and they bled and drifted.

The Son of Heaven was furious, and millions of corpses were ambushed.

And what if the emperor is angry today?

When the bell rang, the entire battlefield was fixed.

It is as if the picture is frozen and time is frozen.

Even if Liu Yi cultivated the sword path and had the peak cultivation of Tianzun, when the bell rang, he still felt that the sword light he released seemed to be suppressed by the bell, and there was a sign that the edge was about to collapse and converge.

But the sword light was unyielding, although it was retreating inward, but then it skyrocketed angrily, and its power was far greater than before.

It's like a fist, first retract it, and then blast it out, and the power is stronger.

The Chaos Bell can fix the water, wind and fire, and can fix the chaos, but Liu Yi's sword blade is unrelenting, and it is endless!

This bell was not released against Liu Yi alone, how could he suppress Liu Yi's unyielding sword intent?

Bite!

Wukong Daoren set up a golden hoop stick, trying to block the Chaos Bell pressed down from above.

But even people with sticks were pressed down by the bell.

The monkey is like a falling meteor, drawing a narrow and bright light in the sky, reflecting on the surface of the sea......

The fish in the sea have long since sunk to the bottom.

Since the Longmen Heavenly Realm has become a battlefield, the sea has been turbulent and stormy, and at this moment, the sky bell is pressing, and the tens of thousands of miles of sea territory in the Longmen Heavenly Realm are pressed to the core.

Thousands of miles of sea, without a trace of wind and waves, extremely calm.

As for the reflections of the two warring sides in the air, they appeared flawlessly above the sea.

The sea is like a mirror, and the sky is crying blood!

The great gods fought all over the sky, and the golden blood of the gods fell like rain.

The drops fell on the sea, showing ripples, and after each drop of divine blood fell three feet into the sea, it would explode with a bang, setting off a stormy wave.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is yellow.

The gods are fighting, but the blood is infinite.

Wukong Taoist fell in the air, seeing that the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick in his hand could no longer support the Chaos Bell, a beam of clear light suddenly flew in the sky, turned into a towering tree, and appeared beside Wukong Taoist.

And on the branches of the great tree lay thirty fruits.

Each fruit is in the shape of a baby, and its eyebrows are clearly visible.

A Taoist monarch, standing under a big tree.

"Dao!"

A word shouted, and Zhen Yuanzi threw the book above his head, blocking the Chaos Bell.

"Hey...... You can count it, if you are slower, my grandson will be suppressed by the Eastern Emperor Taiyi!"

Wukong Daoist smiled, not caring about the defeat at all, and flew away in a flash, leaving only Zhenyuanzi Daojun to confront the Chaos Bell.

"Huh!"

The Eastern Emperor rolled up his sleeves, took back the Chaos Bell, held it in the palm of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Zhen Yuanzi! You are also a famous person through the ages, in the chaos back then, in the Zixiao Palace, you listened to the lecture with the emperor, and sat in the same row. But you surrendered yourself to become a brother with such a junior monk......"

The rest of the sentence, Donghuang Taiyi did not say.

He didn't say that Zhen Yuanzi understood that the meaning of this was nothing more than that Zhen Yuanzi had lost the face of their group of ancient monks.

It seems that such cultivators after the beginning of heaven and earth are all born and raised by their parents, but from heaven and earth, they are born on their own, and they think they are noble and extraordinary.

Sou!

Wukong Daoist rolled up the wind and clouds, galloped away, and came to Liu Yi's side as soon as he flipped over.

"Donghuang Taiyi is a three-legged golden crow born in the sun star, he can afford to look down on Zhen Yuanzi who grew in the void, but how can he look down on ordinary monks?"

The monkey held a big stick, pointed to the two emperors under the canopy in the distance, and said to Liu Yi: "And if it weren't for the fact that Liu Daoyou and Xue Yu Dazun became brothers and had an extraordinary status, how could they give up many magic weapons and supernatural powers, but instead retreat to the next best thing and have a kendo battle with Liu Daoyou?" That Emperor Jun must have thought that Liu Daoyou inherited the true meaning of the sword of Xue Yu Dazun, and wanted to use that sword battle to make him go further in the way of the sword, but he didn't expect that in the end, the bamboo basket was empty, and it all became illusory, but he himself was forced to summon the Eastern Emperor Taiyi to help, but it damaged his sword heart, but he was afraid that he had fallen from the way of the sword. ”

It is worthy of having a fiery eye, which is really rare in the world.

Liu Yi said: "Since Emperor Jun's sword heart has been damaged and he has fallen from the way of the sword, the peerless sword in his hand, which is known as the Death of the Stopping War, is no longer of much use. This sword is left in his hand, it can only be regarded as a pearl secret investment, and my two disciples do not have a suitable magic weapon, if the sword can enter my door, it is not bad. ”

Thundered!

Rolling thunder filled the heavens and the earth.

Countless colorful thunderbolts, mighty, entangled in the air.

As for the details of the battle, it has been blocked by colorful lights and is difficult to see.

Only the golden blood of the gods fell in the sky, and the rain of blood flowed in the air, but it rumbled and exploded when it fell in the sea.

The sky weeps blood, and the sea rages!

The banner of battle was hung behind Liu Yi, and the flag was fierce.

The twelve patriarchs gathered around Liu Yi.

Tens of thousands of warrior clan monks, all of whom were gods and above cultivators, gathered battle arrays, and the large array covered hundreds of miles, murderous to the sky.

When many War Clan monks heard Liu Yi say that they wanted to stop the battle death, an incomparably gloomy and solemn aura appeared in the War Clan Great Array.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

......

A roar resounded through the heavens and the earth.

For the Warclan monks, the four words "Death of the Battle" seemed to contain endless hatred.

If it weren't for Liu Yi pressing the formation, if it weren't for Liu Yi not rushing to the battlefield, I am afraid that many warrior monks would have rushed into the battlefield in desperation.

At the beginning of the war, there were still battle formations in the air, and they were clearly distinguished.

The two battle formations were originally located on both sides of heaven and earth, dividing the sky into two.

Now the war has turned into a melee, and the battle fronts are staggered.

Ever since the Wukong Daoist rushed through the air for a while, the battlefield had become chaotic like a mess of muddy water.

Liu Yi did not participate in the battle, and none of the warrior monks entered the battlefield.

They are the Great Venerable's pro-army, and now that the Great Venerable is not there, the War Clan monks naturally look forward to Liu Yi's horse.

Wukong Daoren said: "Liu Daoyou may not know that this group of pro-army around you, these warrior monks, hate the two emperors of Heaven the most, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi. They also have the most hatred for the Heavenly Court controlled by the two Heavenly Emperors!"

Liu Yi asked, "What about this?"

"After the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi conquered the Quartet, which was in line with the demon monks of the world, known as the Emperor of Heaven, and established the Heavenly Court and ruled the Heavenly Dome. The Warclan monks, on the other hand, are entrenched on the earth and rule over the earth. The two sides have one palm in the sky and the other in the ground, and natural water and fire are incompatible......"

Wukong Daoist said: "At that time, the twelve ancestors of the war clan were still alive. The body of the Twelve Ancestral Spirits was extremely strong, even if it was an innate treasure, it was difficult to kill the Twelve Ancestral Spirits! Although the Eastern Emperor Taiyi had the Chaos Bell in his hand and the Emperor Jun had the Heluo Book in his hand, when the two brothers fought with the Twelve Ancestral Spirits, it was also difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat. It's just that the body of the war clan is too strong, especially the twelve ancestral spirits, the body seems to be made of the best innate spirit treasure, and it is strong and unparalleled. So after the Emperor Jun and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi summed it up, they went around killing the human race, and based on the flesh and soul of the human race, they forged a killing sword that was specially used to cut off the strong flesh of the ancestor spirit of the war clan......"

"At that time, the human race had just been born, the population of the whole clan was only more than one million, and the tribe was only hundreds, and it was almost killed by Di Jun to become extinct. ”

"This period of cause and effect, after a long time, there are not many children of the human race in heaven and earth who can remember this matter. Because if the human race does not practice, it will not have a long lifespan, only about 100 years old, and it will be passed down from generation to generation, and it will naturally be gradually forgotten in ancient times, and many inheritances will gradually dissipate. ”

"However, the war clan monks are gifted, and their physical bodies are strong, even if they don't practice, they can live for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, plus the war clan has many monks above the god and man who have survived to this day, so they have been passed down continuously, cause and effect are endless, and they still keep the grievances of the ancient times in mind for countless years!"

No wonder!

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows, and he already understood in his heart, "This death of stopping the war is only afraid of the fall of the twelve ancestors of the war clan, and it is inseparable from it! No wonder as soon as the name of the death of the war was spoken, the monks of the war clan were all filled with righteous indignation and full of fighting spirit......

[Author's digression]: Big chapter.