White snake fairy in the world

Chapter 257 The theater has opened and guests are seated

"Zheng~"

Overseas, on the top of the cliff with colorful clouds, the sounds of pianos mingled, the strings sounded ferocious, and a solemn murderous aura shot out of the sky. The calm sea water below the cliff surged and rolled, the sky and the earth changed color, and the colorful clouds turned into dark clouds.

In the heavenly palace, a copper bell floated in front of Bai Jun. Horrible ghosts whispered, and countless Gu insects screamed in the void. He suddenly opened his eyes, and the dark red Gu wheel eyes flashed with strange blood, and he shouted Said: "Thousands of poisonous chakras form the body, the fire in the heart is combined, the nature is unbridled, the sky is swollen and the earth is in disarray."

The next moment, countless Gu insects outside Jinjing died violently, and the power of ten thousand Gu turned into a line of dark red blood and fell on the Fadu Golden Dragon hovering in the sky.

The Holy Emperor Ying Ji in the palace suddenly felt his heart sink, and his five senses were confused. He saw Tianyuan Zhenren and his group fighting with the Jushen attendants around him, and shouted coldly: "Is this the Wangdao Sect's way of life?"

Master Tianyuan shouted angrily: "Holy Emperor Yingji, Junior Brother Ziyuan is about to break through the barrier. If something goes wrong, will the wrath of our sect's elder be tolerated by your country?"

"Ha~ Just give it a try!" The anger in Ying Ji's heart grew stronger and stronger. He only felt that he had never been so angry as he was today during his cultivation. For more than 2000 years, he had been despised, ridiculed, and buried deep in his heart by the immortal monks all over the world. Today, he finally burst out.

Even though he has a strength comparable to that of an immortal, he has never been regarded as an immortal. Ying Ji stood up with a majestic and mighty emperor. The dragon head carved on the dragon chair behind him began to twist and turned into a real dragon. The golden dragon hovered over the main hall. As soon as the dragon roared out, the magical powers of the twelve earth-level major cultivators dissipated one after another, and they were bound to the ground by dozens of god-binding chains.

Master Tianyuan frowned, "Ying Ji, do you really want to be an enemy of my Wangdao Sect?"

"You offended me first and slandered me later. There is no room left between Dajin and Wangdao Sect!" Ying Ji said in a cold voice: "It's ridiculous that Wangdao Sect would be deceived by mere subordinates' tricks and arrogantly become the top twelve. It is called Xuanmen."

Master Tianyuan angrily scolded: "I forgot that the Taoist sect has hundreds of sects, all the Taoists are welcoming each other, and the small country of Jin is so ignorant of praise!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a purple talisman instantly erupted with terrifying shattering force and swept away in all directions. Once unfolded, the entire Jinjing would be destroyed.

Ying Ji dragged down the jade seal of the Kingdom with one hand, the nine dragons whirled around, the jade seal suppressed the sky, the dragon roared, the void collapsed, and the nets of the dynasty's laws shrouded down, and unexpectedly subdued the treasure talisman.

Tianyuan's face turned pale. Even though the other party was a half-assed immortal, with the support of the capital of Jinjing, his strength was extraordinary. The immortal's mysterious talisman could be suppressed. If the other party really wanted to keep them, I'm afraid he could do it.

"Holy Emperor, we are both linked to the dawn of the world. Even if the emperor is angry and lays down millions of corpses and flows into rivers of blood, who will be responsible for this huge karma?"

When Ying Ji heard this, his heart calmed slightly, and he shouted coldly: "Then leave Ziyuan and imprison him in the palace for a hundred years, and let the Forgotten Dao Sect go find out who is the real murderer on his own."

Master Tianyuan said hurriedly: "No! If this is the case, Junior Brother Ziyuan's thousands of years of practice will be in vain. The Holy Emperor will appease his anger, and I am willing to suffer for Junior Brother."

"Ha, we are friends from the same family. If that's the case, then let's all stay." Ying Ji sneered and said, "That old guy Zihu is a little more wary when he comes."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pointed, a bright yellow decree stood in the air, the imperial law outlined the text, and the magic chains in the hands of hundreds of God's attendants once again asked for Tianyuan Zhenren.

Master Tianyuan was very worried. They had thought that Bai Jun, a mere heavenly figure, could force the Holy Emperor of the Jin Dynasty to bow his head and retreat. However, they did not expect that both of them would be reduced to nothing more than fish meat.

They are not Bai Jun. They don’t know that there are two levels of holy emperors inside and outside Jinjing. The monarch’s power is supreme and the emperor’s power is everywhere. Can't get out.

Back then, Ying Ji, who had not yet become a great master, could imprison the piano master for five hundred years, let alone today's Ying Ji?
Bai Jun can win because he takes advantage of the general power of the four directions and the general power of heaven and earth to compete with the lord of a city. However, their Wangdao Sect entered the imperial power alone and had no chance of winning under the law.

Ying Ji looked at the obedient officials in the hall, and couldn't help but feel disappointed. Mortals are mortals after all. Even if they are all extremely talented ministers who can govern the country, they can't resist these so-called immortals who disrupt the order of the world.

"Retreat from the court and take everyone from the Wangdao Sect to the Divine Prison." Ying Ji said calmly: "The Xuan Bing, Hu, and Ministry of Industry ministers came into the palace to discuss." "Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

In the midst of worship, Ying Ji stepped down from the imperial chair and turned around to retreat. However, all the officials were shocked and knew in their hearts that the Holy Emperor was determined to fight for supremacy again!
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In the Heavenly Palace, Bai Jun closed his eyes, and the copper bells fell to the jade ground with a clang. Thousands of candles were extinguished, and the light smoke dispersed. He stood up and pushed open the cloud gauze door hinge. In the distance, seven-colored auspicious clouds stretched for thousands of miles, and behind the clouds came the south. It was raining, and the sky was covered with darkness.

"Come back, everyone, the show has begun, it's time to take your seats."

he whispered softly.

In the north of Jinjing, the mountain armor demon who was dying under the thunder tribulation survived the six thunder tribulations and turned into a burly man. Twelve Lang and Chen Chang turned into streams of light and fell.

He hurriedly said on guard: "What do you two have to do?"

Twelve Lang chuckled lightly and took out the Heavenly Palace Order, "By order of Emperor Nanhua, I recruit you to serve in the Heavenly Palace."

"Little Demon Jiawu thanks the Emperor for his grace!" He saluted hurriedly and excitedly after seeing the Heavenly Palace Order clearly.

Chen Chang frowned and said: "The gods of Jin Dynasty have noticed something strange, you should leave quickly!"

Twelve Lang nodded, "Brother Chen, be careful."

He took Jiawu Huaguang and left.

Chen Chang took off the long sword from his waist and looked at the gods of Jushen, Wushen Temple and incense gods coming from the direction of Jinjing. He laughed loudly and said: "The casual cultivators of Kunli Island in the East China Sea borrowed the precious land of Jin Dynasty to educate the beast slaves. Please forgive me for posting in a hurry!"

The Town God of Xuanwu Town said coldly: "Don't say any more, the Holy Emperor decrees that you will be killed without mercy!"

Chen Chang smiled and shook his head when he heard this, "I knew it was like this." After saying that, the long sword that had been charging for a long time in his hand suddenly slashed out, and a bright and dazzling white light suddenly appeared. The world was cold, and everyone hurriedly resisted.

The extremely cold sword intent instantly froze them within a hundred feet, forming a floating ice island, but Chen Chang's figure had long since disappeared.

In the south, the python returned to the river, the dragon's roar disappeared, the rivers and lakes returned to silence, and the river god who came came stood on the river with an ugly face.

In the west, Xiaohuan sank into the underground underworld with a smile. The people in the upper world just seemed to have had a nightmare. The underground underworld had already returned to the Liuyu realm through the black and white impermanence.

In the east, Fan Yinmei receded from the corpse poisonous fog and left quietly. Zhenye Medical Immortal from the Heavenly Palace arrived and transformed into a wandering doctor to offer medical prescriptions.

In the Forgotten Dao Sect's forbidden area, the demonic energy in the cave rioted wildly, like countless demons roaring. After a clear cry, the demonic energy in the cave dissipated and turned into a peaceful fairy mist.

The Purple Gourd Immortal has a cold expression on his face and a treasure gourd hanging on his waist as he steps out of the seclusion.

(End of this chapter)