Overriding the Heaven

From every direction, the sound of a myriad of enemies charging against each other could be heard.    

A bitter atmosphere rose up involuntarily, enveloping the entire world.    

Every time the huge figures of Emperor Taiqing and the Demon Crown Prince collided in the air, it would shatter the void.    

Countless cracks appeared in the sky.    

The void storm appeared and ground the entire sky into mud. There was destruction everywhere, and there was mud everywhere.    

Two human figures, one golden and the other pitch black and profound, moved further and further away from the battle. Not long after, they entered the center of the vortex.    

Just as everyone was worried, the whirlpool suddenly spun and a loud sound that could pierce through the world came out. Immediately, it disappeared.    

The crowd did not know where the two of them had been moved to, nor did they know what the outcome of the battle would be.    

However, the result of this great battle, which had changed the color of the world, was destined to be impossible to come to in a short period of time.    

On the cloud above Immortal Island, there was a moment of strange silence.    

Beams of light filled with the aura of emergency were still flickering.    

After a while, the right protector wielded his broadsword, and a clanging sound was heard in the air, bringing everyone back to their senses.    

"In the name of the Monarch, purge those who oppose the great merits of the Purple Sun Sect." The right protector's gaze was unbridled.    

Obviously, with the ancient country's support, after confirming that the Heaven's Edge Sect Sect Master and the elders did not dare interfere, the Purple Wei Sect did not have any reason to worry.    

Under many terrified gazes, the Protector of the Right waved his broadsword and pointed at the Immortal Island with the tip of the sword: "Chu Yan is dead, but the henchmen are still around. Next up, I'll start with you!"    

"Do you really think we're afraid of you!" Lin Miaoran stood with her chest puffed out, and a rarely seen cold glint could be seen in her eyes.    

She and Chu Yan were the closest of friends, so her tone of voice could not help but sound quite similar to Chu Yan.    

After Lin Miaoran, Li Xiu, Su Jianyuan, Su Yuqing, and Wusilanma all stood behind her. Their auras were surging and they were not afraid of her.    

And it was not only them, Zhuang Die also waved her hand after she had taken a look at the Clear Sky Peak. She summoned her puppet and stood silently beside Lin Miaoran, expressing her attitude.    

A little further away, after a brief period of silence, Xiao Qin, Cao Jing, and other Thundercloud party cultivators turned into beams of light and arrived at where Lin Miaoran's group was.    

"Although my cultivation is far inferior to yours, I am also unwilling to be like other people and be a dog that kneels and kowtows." Xiao Qin looked at the Protector on the right and said indifferently.    

At this moment, most of the cultivators on the celestial island were kneeling on the ground.    

Only Lin Miaoran and the others stood proudly before the pressure of the Protectors on the right side and the people from the Violet Myrtle Sect and remained unmoved.    

A tragic aura instantly filled the air.    

"Good, I really admire your unafraid of death spirit." The Right Protector laughed out loud, "That's good too. It saves me the time to go and find you guys one by one!    

Since you all want to die so badly, I will send you all off! "    

Before he finished his sentence, the right protector's broadsword suddenly chopped down.    

BOOM!    

In an instant, a burning river fell from the sky.    

In the blink of an eye, a thousand flowing flames descended from the sky.    

Amongst everyone present, although Xiao Qin and Lili were at the third level of celestial mood stage.    

However, there was an insurmountable gap between the celestial mood stage and the Violet Palace Stage.    

Not to mention that the one who attacked right now was the Protector of the Violet Myrtle Sect.    

In the Purple Sun Martial School, he was only second to Emperor Taiqing!    

Under the grim expressions of Xiao Qin and the others, the defensive magic treasures they used were all instantly destroyed and blasted into smithereens.    

An aura of despair enveloped the area.    

The Right Protector had clearly slashed out a blazing torrent, but at this moment, he gave off a feeling of dead silence.    

"All of you, die!" A loud shout came from the Protector of the Right.    

Above the Azure Sky, voices sighed.    

On the Immortal Island, all the cultivators lowered their heads as they shivered.    

Bang bang bang bang!    

One defensive magic treasure after another exploded.    

As soon as the defensive array was released, it was immediately shaken to the point of collapse.    

The vast and mighty aura violently attacked.    

Xiao Qin spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.    

Cao Jing cried out in pain as she shot out a terrifying blood arrow from her mouth.    

Wusilanma covered her eyes as wisps of blood seeped out from the gaps between her fingers. The pair of seductive eyes that had just formed in midair had vanished at this moment.    

Shen Qing knelt down on one knee and cracked the jade platform's spider web. The Scorching Sun Giant Sword that was just swung exploded into pieces.    

Li Xiu roared and his body was pressed into the ground. The tattoos that appeared on his body seemed to have been suppressed and pulled him out of the Shura state.    

Waving her arms repeatedly, Zhuang Die, one by one, the puppets that she had meticulously refined, rushed forward without a care for her own safety. However, they were all blasted into smithereens one after another.    

A shadow of a dragon appeared behind Yun Nichang's back, but soon after, she let out a mournful cry.    

… ….    

Figures continued to fall one after another.    

The blood shot up into the sky and exploded into a mist of blood.    

In the end, Lin Miaoran was the only one left struggling within the blood mist.    

His eyes were filled with stubbornness and unwillingness.    

His entire body was covered with cracks, like an eggshell that had fallen apart.    

Around his body, there was flowing blood, as well as fragments of magical equipment and weapons that had been blown into smithereens.    

The rays of light resembled the setting sun, drawing her in a very, very long line.    

The river of flames above him was drawing closer and closer, carrying with it sharpness that could cut through anything and ruthlessness that could destroy everything.    

Lin Miaoran refused to admit defeat.    

At this moment, the spectators didn't want to lose either.    

However, the strength of their Violet Palace Stage was still too strong for them.    

The gap between the heavens and the earth was not something that could be shortened just by a single breath of indignation.    

"Die!"    

With a mad roar from the Right Protector, the river of flames suddenly accelerated.    

The raging flames within it all condensed into the word "die" at this moment, as if it was the judgement of the Raging Flames Hell.    

Almost all of the cultivators on the Immortal Island were cowering in fear.    

A sigh, mixed with regret and helplessness, came from the thick mist above the cloud of clouds.    

Lin Miaoran gritted her teeth as she looked at the sky.    

The blazing flames slowly filled her entire eyeball.    

At this moment, somewhere on the Immortal Island, someone felt a gust of wind blowing past them.    

However, the wind was blowing and it seemed like the end of the world everywhere, so this group of people did not think too much about it.    

After a few blinks of an eye, a slim figure that Lin Miaoran felt somewhat familiar with appeared in front of her.    

"Seven Rainbow Lotus!"    

The voice belonged to the girl, but it was also very unfamiliar. It was not someone he knew.    

However, the more Lin Miaoran looked at the figure standing in front of her, the more familiar she felt it was.    

That familiar feeling seemed to belong to Chu Yan.    

However, after being hit by Emperor Taiqing's sacred art, Chu Yan's life and death was uncertain.    

Furthermore, this voice was clearly that of a female cultivator.    

Lin Miaoran didn't have the luxury of time to think about it.    

At this moment, the flames fell and the colorful lotus rose.    

It was as if the heavens and the earth had collided.    

"Boom ~ ~ ~"    

Some had hideous faces; some were staring in surprise; some had fallen down smiling; some had stopped breathing; and some were laughing and crying.    

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