The World That Tao Rules

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"Boom!"

As soon as Dao Zun's voice fell, Tian Zun had already heard a series of thunderous sounds, which came from far above the real domain.

Daoxing Tiandi has a total of four floors.

From the outside to the inside, they are the Immortal Realm, the Chaotic Space Realm, the Five Elements Space and the True Realm.

Generally speaking, all the stars in the world have a layer of natural shields around them, and Daoxing Tiandi originally also had them.

If outsiders or objects enter Daoxing Tiandi, they should first be blocked by this shield.

But today's Dao Zun is equivalent to an old man in his dying years.

Not to mention making a move, even if he moved casually, Jiang Yun and Tianzun would both worry that he would just fall to the ground and disappear in smoke.

Therefore, the protective shield outside Daoxing Tiandi has already been taken back by Dao Zun, and it is completely undefended.

As for the Immortal Realm, it is an empty area, which can be regarded as the residence of Dao Zun.

Tianzun also has no intention of using the Immortal Realm as a battlefield at all.

Without the barriers of the shield and the Immortal Realm, the monks of the three major legal domains naturally drove straight in, all the way down.

The old man who was writing in the chaotic sky clearly saw ninety-nine huge mountains falling from the sky, descending instantly, and appeared on the ninth floor of the chaotic sky.

Although there are many space cracks in the chaotic space, it stands to reason that it can randomly swallow the things that enter.

But these are no ordinary mountains.

Every mountain is condensed by Fang Lingyun with the power of his own laws.

And Fang Lingyun's law is the law of the mountain.

In addition, there are 300,000 foreign Dharma practitioners on the mountains, which makes these mountains equivalent to powerful magical weapons personally refined by a half-step transcendent powerhouse.

It contained incomparable power, falling on the ninth floor, it was not the space cracks that swallowed them, but they reversed, directly bursting and crushing these space cracks.

I heard the sound of "Ka Ka Ka" continuously.

On the ninth floor of the chaotic airspace, hideous cracks appeared in an instant.

And in this layer, Tianzun actually set up a formation.

It also didn't even have the slightest effect, and it was all crushed. In short, because of the arrival of the ninety-nine mountains, the ninth floor of this chaotic airspace was immediately on the verge of collapse.

Seeing this scene, a cold light shot out from the slightly narrowed eyes of the old man who was writing, and a golden brush appeared in his hand.

"puff!"

Accompanied by a mouthful of blood, the old man who wrote the pen held the brush, and using his own blood as ink, quickly wrote two words in blood in the air.

Landslide!

When the word appeared, it immediately exploded crazily, instantly filling the ninth floor of the chaotic airspace and covering the ninety-nine mountains.

It can be faintly seen that the "Beng" seems to have endless souls in it, one by one with their teeth and claws, using their bodies to firmly cling to the ninety-nine mountains.

The next moment, the blood was soaring to the sky!

The loud bang of "rumbling" came again.

However, this time the sound did not come from the chaotic airspace, but from these ninety-nine mountains.

All the mountains suddenly began to shake violently.

The rocks flew wildly, and the vegetation splashed in all directions. In just a few breaths, more than half of the mountains collapsed.

The 300,000 monks from outside the region all had an extremely relaxed attitude. Although they thought that they would definitely encounter enemies, they did not expect that the first enemy they encountered would be a half-step transcendent powerhouse.

Therefore, under the collapse of the mountain, they had no time to escape.

But fortunately, their strength is not weak, and their combat experience is also extremely rich, so they hurriedly launched self-help one by one.

But even so, there were three or four thousand monks who had no time to escape, and their whole bodies collapsed along with the mountains below them.

When two words come out, the mountain collapses!

The old man who was writing the brush kept on waving the brush in his hand, but at this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from above.

Following the sound of a cold snort, wicker branches as thin as hair appeared in all directions of these mountains and monks out of thin air.

The wicker is like an arm, tightly wrapping the mountain and the monks, and there are leaves growing out of it, which actually prevented the mountain from collapsing, and also protected the scattered monks.

Beside the old man who was writing, there was also a wicker, and there was a wicker with a tree root, which rushed directly to the writing brush in his hand.

A woman's voice sounded again: "Go ahead and leave this person to me!"

Amidst the voice, the willows that entangled the mountain and the monks suddenly tightened tightly, and then suddenly loosened, like a slingshot, and shot the mountain and the monks directly downward.

In this way, the falling speed of the mountain is accelerated, and the force released is also stronger. "Boom!"

The ninth floor of the chaotic airspace finally completely collapsed.

"Boom boom boom!"

And then, the sound of roaring continued, the eighth floor, the seventh floor, these mountains were like broken bamboos, and they fell continuously, smashing the entire three floors of the chaotic airspace, and landed on the sixth floor.

The sixth floor was also shaking violently, and it was obvious that it would also collapse soon.

The old man who wrote the pen wanted to stop those mountains, but the weight of the wicker around him made it difficult for him to break free for a while.

What's more, in front of him, a woman with a tulle face appeared.

Feeling the power of these willow sticks, the old man who wrote the pen knew very well that the strength of the other party was comparable to his own, which also made him secretly sigh in his heart, knowing that it was impossible for him to be distracted from dealing with the remaining monks in the mountains and outside the territory up.

On the fifth floor of Chaotic Skyland, there was a dwarf-like big monster with a big head, with a black face and fangs showing an anxious look on his face: "This, this, what should we do now?"

"What else can I do!" A calm voice responded to the big demon: "No matter what, those mountains must be blocked at this level!"

The big demon turned his head to look at the speaker, it was a bald man!

The big demon was obviously a little afraid of the man and said: "Why, how to stop?"

This time it was another extremely handsome man who answered him, who smiled slightly and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"As the chaotic demon clan, you don't even have a body, so it's hard to kill you. It's us who should be afraid!"

"So, you only need to control the Luankong Yaozu well, and leave the rest to Liu Xiaowa!"

"Liu Xiaowa, I'm right!"

The handsome man looked at a middle-aged man beside him.

Although the appearance of the middle-aged man looks much older than the handsome man, he was not at all dissatisfied when he heard the man addressing him. Instead, he said solemnly: "The senior who wrote the pen personally tested my array. Law."

"Although he can be trapped, the duration is only ten breaths at most. What's more, now, I don't know how many monks are here and what their strength is, so I'm not sure."

The handsome man said indifferently: "You and your master have not learned anything else, but you have learned a lot about this clumsy skill. Anyway, you are our biggest reliance now. What do you say, what do we do."

"Everyone, don't you have any comments!"

The handsome man turned his head and looked around, and there were dozens of figures in all directions around him.

Without waiting for everyone to respond, the bald man suddenly shouted: "Here we come!"