I! The Strongest Suzerain

It's just... being beheaded and beheaded."

Kuchiki Byakuya said sternly.

"..."

Han Feng was quite speechless, but he didn't care, anyway, sooner or later it would be a battle.

"The whole army is ready for war, ready to destroy the Qingyuan world at any time!"

With Han Feng's order, the world of Cold Moon has completely entered a state of tension. The world of Qingyuan provokes Tiangang Dao Sect, Han Feng is not the master of fear, it is a battle!

Qingyuan World. Inside Qingyuan Daozong.

As a powerful existence that has annexed several big worlds, the vast territory of Qingyuan Realm is terrifying, far beyond what the Cold Moon Realm can match.

Daoist Qingyuan is the ruler of this world. The system he has is at the Pangu level, and all of them are terrifyingly powerful relative to his strength - the peak of the holy realm!

Daoist Qingyuan does not use swords, spears, swords and sticks, nor does he cultivate any unparalleled physical body. What he cultivates... is magic.

Controlling water and fire, controlling ten thousand things... Sprinkling beans and becoming soldiers in the sky! Qingyuan Daozong is not in some mountain and cloud top, nor does it build a huge city, but in a lake.

On a huge lake, the lotus leaves are suspended, the lotus flowers are open, and the Qingyuan Taoist Sect is actually built on these lotus flowers!

These lotus flowers are huge and surrounded by intricate patterns.

"Clang clang clang..."

The ancient bell reverberated across the lake. On the huge lotus leaf, a figure stood proudly. This figure could not see his face, nor his clothes, but could only vaguely see that it was a person.

"Sect Master, the messengers sent by my Qingyuan Dao Sect to the Cold Moon World and the army were completely destroyed."

A girl in white knelt behind the figure, her head bowed, with respect and enthusiasm in her eyes.

"Oh... Cold Moon World?"

A voice sounded all over the place, and the voice was made by the figure.

"Yes, Sect Master, the Cold Moon World is the territory of the Heavenly Gang Dao Sect."

The girl said respectfully, the figure suddenly turned around slowly and looked at the girl,

"Tiangang Daozong?"

The girl explained with some fear,

"This is a not weak sect, and the Great Flame World has been annexed by this sect."

The figure nodded, his body turned into a faint light, and disappeared in place.

"Pass my order, assemble a large army, and destroy this sect. My Qingyuan Dao Sect must become the ruler of the entire three worlds, re-establish the cycle of reincarnation in the six realms, and achieve immortality."

Daojun Qingyuan's voice resounded loudly, and the girl replied respectfully,

"Yes, Sect Master."

......

The masses of the three worlds are divided, and the major sects can probably be transformed into fourth-class sects, top sects, large sects, ordinary sects, weak and small sects...

The top sects are those that have already annexed the upper world, the big sects are those that have annexed more than five worlds, and the general sects are like the Heavenly Gang Dao Sect, which cannot be swallowed up.

The weaker sects of the Mandate of Heaven are those sects that will be annexed at any time, they are attached to the big sects or the sects that have survived because of luck.

The Qingyuan world is definitely the ranks of the big sects, and it has not only annexed five sects.

......

In the cold moon world, Luban No. 7 has set up a dense array of formations around the world. Although these formations are not very powerful, it is absolutely no problem to kill some immortals and true immortals.

The army of the cold moon world has gathered in one place. After many years of development, the whole world has an army of 200 million. Han Feng personally guards the cold moon east sky.

In addition to the void, the Qingyuan World's 400 million army has already begun to kill in a mighty manner, and the entire Qingyuan World is only 600 million. This time, in order to annex the Hanyue World, Qingyuan Daojun directly mobilized two-thirds of the army.

It's been almost out of the nest.

However, as soon as it approached the Cold Moon World, the surrounding formations erupted in an instant, flames, cold air, thunder and lightning... all kinds of forces were like rainbows, and the void trembled.

After countless tribulations, the innocent immortal fell instantly, and Daojun Qingyuan suddenly became furious, he shouted angrily,

"Rewind! There is actually a formation here!"

A lotus flower bloomed under his feet, instantly clearing the formation of a million miles. He looked at the 400 million army he led, and was so disturbed by the formation that 50 million fell directly.

Daojun Qingyuan didn't feel bad about the 50 million army, anyway, it was only tens of millions of troops, and they were all tribulations, gods.

What angered him the most was that he didn't even notice these formations. The cultivation of the people who set up the formation should still be in the Dao realm... If there is a saint realm, I am afraid he will explain it here today. .

This person should not be the suzerain of Tiangang, because the suzerain of one world is at least in the holy realm, so... if the person who arranges the formation cannot be used only by him, then he must cut the grass and root, otherwise there will be endless troubles!

Daojun Qingyuan was able to get to where he is now, step by step, he was considered a person, and his mind was extremely ruthless.

"I'll go ahead and open the way, you wait for it later!"

The voice of Daojun Qingyuan resounded loudly, and then he strode forward, but he was really afraid that there was still something like a formation hidden in the void.

After a few more visits, the army behind him will be almost dead.

Han Feng has also noticed everything. The Taoist Bodhisattva can know the three realms in a dream with the cultivation of the Tao. Han Feng has reached the realm of a saint. As long as he is willing, he can also know one or two things outside the three realms. On the edge of the cold moon world.

"Beat the drums! Prepare for battle!"

Han Feng's voice rang loudly, and then the entire Cold Moon World's 200 million army quickly gathered, standing neatly and proudly under the leadership of each strong man.

Boom!!

Boom!!

The drum sounded, and a hoarse, thick voice sounded.

"Hehe Tiangang, let's go to the disaster together! Bloodshed is not done, and the battle to the death is endless!

Calm down the catastrophe and redefine the rivers and mountains!

Tiangang in Central South is rising like the sun! Hundreds of years of vicissitudes, catastrophe continues! Cold Moon Warrior, who will be in the front line?"

This sound reverberated between the heaven and the earth along with the war drums, rolling up a thousand-zhang wind, and a huge red morning sun gradually rose above the sky.

The 200 million army drew swords, spears, swords and halberds... Lu Bu rode a red rabbit horse, full of terrifying fighting intent, while Bai Qi led a group of frost-faced troops standing neatly like a statue. .

The terrifying suffocation shot straight into the sky.

The whole atmosphere has been completely mobilized. Han Feng is holding the Tiangang sword. Today, his sword is destined to be stained with blood.

Qingyuan Daojun is getting closer, and the 400 million army is behind him.

On the edge of this world, there is a leisurely desolation of heaven and earth, the chaos of the void and the prosperity of the world are isolated, and the two look at each other._