Darkness and light tear the sky into two distinct halves. Both the temple coalition and the deserted people were frightened by this terrible scene. While everyone was afraid, Ye Yun was leisurely brushing hot pot with his master.

Of course they would not miss such a big battle, so they were also in the wasteland, but no one discovered them.

Ye Yun would not miss this battle because after this battle, the Master would climb to the sky and fight Haotian. The Master would not miss it because his disciple was still here. More importantly, he wanted to find out whether there was a Pluto, so the two of them came.

With the strength of the two, they naturally disdained to take action, because with their strength, they could overturn the entire wasteland by turning around. Therefore, at Ye Yun's suggestion, the two started to cook hot pot.

When Ye Yun looked at the sky where black and white were clearly opposite each other, and was about to pick up the beef tripe in the pot, a thunder sounded from the sky!

There was a loud bang!

The thunder landed on the wasteland, and all the blood condensed in the soil in the wilderness was shaken out, bounced up to a height of knees, and then fell, just like a blood rain that was falling from God.

The corpses that fell to the ground were also shaken away, and the entire wasteland became extremely tragic.

This situation made Ye Yun no longer feel like he was brushing things. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and turned his eyes to the sky.

The thunder sounded in the sky, and came from behind the clouds. The white cloud became brighter and brighter, not only the edges, but even the thick center seemed to burn, radiating light and heat to the ground.

Ye Yun knew that the thunder sound was actually just the sound of opening the door, the sound of opening the door to the gate of the Haotian Divine Kingdom. The head of Xiling used his strength to communicate with the scepter given to Xiling by Haotian and opened the divine gate.

Muran, a huge golden dragon head poked out from the white clouds. It exuded infinite light, making people unable to look directly at the sky. Only a few people could see it. The golden dragon head looked down at the wasteland indifferently.

The golden dragon head is very huge, far above the sky, but it seems to appear in front of everyone's eyes. All the details can be seen very clearly. Scale like a light mirror and a dragon horn like a volcano have a specific shape, but it is difficult to describe it. It is as pure as gold, but it seems transparent, emitting endless light and heat, sprinkling on the wasteland.

The light incarnation representing Haotian's will suddenly appeared in the wasteland, causing almost crazy people on the wasteland. Only a few wasteland people and Sangsang, whose pale faces, were still persevering and refused to kneel down.

Looking at the huge dragon head below, I saw this scene and felt that his majesty was being challenged. So I murmured softly. In an instant, all the people who refused to kneel down fell down, and no one could resist Haotian's majesty.

No, it is not that no one dares to fight against the majesty of the golden dragon head. Ning Que, who was kneeling on the ground next to Sangsang, picked up his iron bow again, posed a bow and slowly pulled the bowstring.

Sangsang is everything to him, so if someone wants to kill Sangsang, even if it is the representative of Haotian, Ning Que dares to kill it for you.

The golden dragon represents the arrival of the heaven on earth. People living in the earth can only kneel down and worship to express their awe, or surrender, or remain silent like a stone, but no one will think of killing it.

Because that is impossible.

Ning Que did this, because Sangsang was everything to him.

Ning Que's Yuan Thirteen Arrow does have the characteristic of ignoring the distance of space, but unfortunately his strength is too weak, so the arrow he shot was evaporated by the scorching light before it reached the front of the golden dragon, and the golden dragon also gave him a breath of dragon breath.

The scorching and bright dragon breath sprinkled in the wasteland. Wherever the dragon breath said, everything was purified, especially for the deserted people. The golden dragon breath sand falling like gravel on their bodies was a blood hole.

Dragon breath is the dragon's breath, and after exhaling, it is inhalation.

In a moment of peace, the golden dragon in the sky leaned down, opened its big mouth that could swallow a city, and the dragon's body suddenly became thicker. At the same time, a huge wind suddenly blew on the wasteland ground, whistling and circling, sweeping the falling golden sand particles and the aura of heaven and earth in the corpses of the deserted people were also sucked away by the tornado.

At this time, under the illumination of the golden dragon, the dark night in the north had slowly retreated, and the big black umbrella no longer exhaled its breath. The connection between Sangsang and the night color was interrupted, and the breath surrounding her had long been purified, and the smoke, dust, sand and gravel kept dancing wildly.

Sangsang, who had lost the support of the night, was taken away from the ground by a tornado, left the ice and snow like white lotus, and drifted into the air.

The real goal of the Golden Dragon has always been Sangsang. The heaven and earth energy in those wild people is just a sweet food.

Sangsang was Ning Que's own, so naturally he could not let the golden dragon take Sangsang away, so he struggled to jump up, hugged her legs, and wanted to pull Sangsang back to the ground with a frightened face.

However, as he said, his strength was too weak compared to that of the Golden Dragon, but even though his arm was broken with Sangsang's arms, he still did not let go.

The golden dragon looked at the two of them indifferently, and then Ning Que found that his body had also become much lighter, and the two slowly flew towards the golden dragon's huge mouth.

Ye Yun, who was far away, couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. He had tried to keep the Master, but the Master just smiled, and then came to Ning Que and the others, and grabbed Ning Que's feet.

Although the Master also knew very well that this might be a trap, he thought about it for more than a thousand years, and now he doesn't want to think about it anymore. He wants to see what the truth is, so he goes out.

Ye Yun couldn't hear the words of Master and Ning Que very clearly, but it should be almost the same as the original work. When Master and Ning Que were talking, the golden dragon in the sky became angry.

The fat meat that was about to be obtained suddenly disappeared. Then it saw a tall figure standing in front of the two preys with his back to him, which made it furious, so it squirted out a dragon breath.

However, something that terrified it happened. When the Haotian Divine Light, which originally represented the purest in the world, was actually purified and disappeared when it fell on the tall figure.

The golden dragon, who was shocked and angry, roared to the sky and squeezed the dragon's body out of the clouds with difficulty. A golden rope dozens of feet thick tied on the dragon's body. The golden rope was tightened, pulling a chariot made of pure gold out of the clouds.

On the golden chariot was a god general with an extremely cold expression and a perfect face. This god general was condensed from the soul of a strong man who passed away last eternal night. He gathered the advantages of everyone, so no matter who saw it, he would think he was perfect.

However, facing this perfect general, the Master just stretched his right hand into the air and spread it out, and said lightly to the south of the world, "Come on the sword!"

The clouds break through the sky and the sword comes from thousands of miles away from the south.

The sword was full of ancient meaning, and the sword was as hot as the dawn. It shocked the sky and broke through the clouds and fell into the Master's broad palm, buzzing slightly to express his surrender and awe and the pride that he could be controlled by Master.

At the same time, in the Nanjin Jiange, the sword saint Liu Bai, sat cross-legged on the bank, looking at the dried-out pool water in front of him, silent and with a complicated expression.
Chapter completed!