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Chapter 550

Words:2065Update:22/06/28 09:35:12

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The dignity of the Lingxiao Palace could not be tarnished. Yang Xuan had dared to kill Ming Zhengping in front of everyone. This was equivalent to slapping the face of the Lingxiao Palace, as well as Di Qianjun's, on the ground and stepping on it. How could Di Qianjun tolerate this?

He had been worried about Yang Xuan's three True God helpers and the army of millions of zombies, so he did not want to fall out with him. However, things were different now. Therefore, when Di Qianjun attacked, he did not show any mercy.

Heaven and earth trembled. The rainwater spear carried some kind of unknown power and gathered in an instant. At this moment, only the spear was left in the world.

The tip of the spear emitted light and shrouded the surroundings. It was as if Yang Xuan had been pulled into a world of rain, a world of spears and death.

My Dao was the Heavenly Dao, and my heart was the Heavenly Heart.

When a True God attacked with all his might, it was like doomsday.

Not only that, when Di Qianjun attacked, the True Gods who had been standing in front of Di Qianjun also attacked at the same time. They followed the rainwater spear and attacked Yang Xuan with all kinds of brilliance in their hands.

In the face of this fatal situation, Shen Fu trembled like an ant and his heart was filled with despair.

He could not resist.

No matter how powerful his master, Bai Qi, was, he did not have the slightest confidence that he could survive the attacks of six or seven True Gods at the same time.

He did not expect that he would be lucky enough to die under the joint attack of so many True Gods.

Shen Fu thought in despair.

However, in the next moment, he was stunned.

In the face of the murderous intent, Yang Xuan just waved his hand gently and grabbed something with his right hand. It was as if he had caught something in his hand.

His movements were very light and indifferent. It was as if he did not belong to the mortal world.

However, it was this casual movement and this casual grab that made Di Qianjun and all the True Gods who had attacked change their expressions.

Di Qianjun felt that with Yang Xuan's grab, the power of Heaven and Earth that he had gathered suddenly began to dissipate uncontrollably. It was as if it had been completely absorbed by something.

That was not all. Not only did the power of heaven and earth disappear, but even his Dao Intent and his Heart of the Heavens vanished without a trace with Yang Xuan's grab.

Intense fear began to drown him like a tide, permeating his entire body. A word that only existed in his imagination rushed into his mind like a spear, piercing him into pieces.

"Heaven Tier!" He cried out involuntarily.

Not only him, but the faces of the other True Divinity Elders were also filled with shock, fear, disbelief, and many other emotions.

"Heaven Tier?" They lost their voices as their bodies trembled violently. It was as if they had heard something inconceivable and extremely terrifying as they retreated rapidly.

"Celestial Realm?" Yang Xuan repeated with a frown. Then, he gently let go of his hand.

Whoosh!

Like a gale passing through, the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves. From Yang Xuan's palm, a rainwater spear gushed out, along with several bright lights, like a flood, surging towards the main hall behind Di Qianjun.

Rumble!

After a burst of dust, everyone was dumbfounded.

It was as if it had been cut by a big knife. Within a huge range, the originally magnificent and magnificent building of Lingxiao's Treasure Hall had disappeared completely, leaving only some ruins.

Chen Fu's teeth chattered uncontrollably as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes. Endless regret was like a venomous snake, viciously tearing at his heart and soul.

If he had known that Yang Xuan was so powerful, he would not have dared to resist even if he had 120 guts.

Even Lingxiao's Treasure Hall had been destroyed by him. In this world, who could be his opponent?

Di Qianjun's face was pale, and his face was no longer indifferent and condescending. At this moment, Yang Xuan was like a demon in his eyes.

Screams, exclamations, and angry roars rose and fell one after another. Yang Xuan had destroyed almost a quarter of Lingxiao's Treasure Hall.

Yang Xuan's eyes fell on Di Qianjun. After looking at him, he said lightly, "Di Qianjun, don't interfere in the Immortal Sect's affairs, understand?"

Di Qianjun's face turned green and white, and he could not say a word.

At this moment, an old sigh came from the sky.

"Bai Qi, come in!"

As soon as the voice fell, a crack appeared in the sky. It was gray inside, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Yang Xuan smiled. If the strongest person in Lingxiao's Treasure Hall, which had dominated the East for thousands of years, was only a Peak True God, it would be too disappointing.

"Wait here!" Yang Xuan said lightly to Shen Fu. Then, he walked into the crack step by step.

The crack disappeared, and the sky returned to normal. Di Qianjun and a group of Lingxiao's Elders were left looking at each other. Their faces were green and red, and so on.

After walking into the crack, the fog dissipated, and the scene inside was revealed.

Behind the fog was the peak of a mountain, which towered into the clouds. The sea of clouds was floating, and it was like a fairyland.

The top of the mountain was very flat, and it was about the size of two basketball courts. On one side of the mountain, there was a huge peach tree, and peach blossoms were flying.

Under the peach tree, there was a stone table, stone chair, and a chessboard.

An old man in sackcloth sat on one side of the stone table and nodded at Yang Xuan with a smile.

"Please take a seat," he said with a smile.

Yang Xuan walked over and sat opposite the old man. He lowered his head slightly and saw that the stone table was crisscrossed with white chess pieces. Only a black chess piece occupied the center of the chessboard and was tightly surrounded.

"You take the black chess piece and go first!" the old man said with a smile.

Yang Xuan looked at the old man and thought for a while. He said, "The black chess piece has been lost, and there is only one left. How do I go?"

The old man sighed and said, "The black chess piece doesn't want to lose. If it loses, it will lose everything. Even if it can't go, it has to go."

Yang Xuan asked again, "How do I go?"

The old man replied, "Eat all the white chess pieces."

"How do I eat them?"

After a long silence, the old man smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I don't know."

Yang Xuan looked at the chessboard next to him. There were still many white chess pieces, but not a single black chess piece was left.

"How should I address you?" he asked.

"I'm Di Lingxiao," the old man said.

Yang Xuan had never heard of this name, so he had no impression of it.

"What are you doing here?" Yang Xuan asked again.

"Guarding the gate!" the old man replied and pointed at the cliff on one side.

There was a stone platform at the edge of the cliff. The stone platform was covered in exquisite patterns, but the meaning was unclear.

"This doesn't look like a gate," Yang Xuan said honestly.

"This is a gate, a teleportation gate. But it seems to be useless now," Di Lingxiao replied.

"Teleportation door?" When this word came out from Di Lingxiao's mouth, it seemed especially strange, "Teleport to where?"

"Outside the realm!" Di Lingxiao smiled and replied.

"Outside the realm?"

"I don't know anything else. I'm just a gatekeeper," Di Lingxiao said.

After a long silence, Di Lingxiao suddenly said, "You've killed so many of my disciples and grand-disciples. If I don't do anything, it won't be right. How about you take a move from me?"

Yang Xuan nodded in agreement.

Di Lingxiao continued, "You and I are both Celestial Beings. We're already peak existences in this world. If we fight, this small space that I've worked so hard to protect will probably be shattered to pieces. How about a civil battle?"

"A civil battle? How? "Yang Xuan asked.

"Just like that!" Di Lingxiao said indifferently. He extended a hand, as if to shake Yang Xuan's hand.

Sensing the fluctuations in the surroundings, Yang Xuan understood. He also extended his hand and shook Di Lingxiao's hand.

Boom!

The world spun.

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