"Jiu, do you still have to make unnecessary resistance? You can't surrender quickly?" Dongfang Xuanzang shouted.

The sound was like thunder, deafening, and countless explosions were produced in the void.

"Boom!" As the words appeared, countless strange phenomena appeared beside the imperial edict in the void, and vast golden lotus emerged one by one, instantly forcing the might of the storm to retreat.

It was only a matter of a moment from the time Dongfang Xuanzang sacrificed his imperial edict to the appearance of a strange phenomenon, and all this was so fast that everyone could not react.

The silence that was emitting fierce power in the sky was trembling at this moment, and a sense of fear spread to my heart, and I didn't dare to look at Dongfang Xuanzang at all.

The golden light emitted from the imperial edict was even more dazzling, making him feel urged to kneel down and worship.

Under the golden light of this imperial edict, the entire sky and the earth are in the envelope of golden light.

Even among the disciples of the Jie Sect beside Dongfang Yao, except for the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and the digital high positions, many Jie Sect disciples could not control themselves under the golden light and showed their true colors.

"Master Xuanzang... Please stop, we can't stand it." The people who showed their true colors were in a state of suffering and begged one after another.

There are also several people with weak minds in the Longji Mountain lineage who have shown their true colors under the golden light.

"Great Master, the young people can't stand it anymore. This golden light is too domineering." The Great Immortal of Tiger Power said in a low voice.

Dongfang Xuanzang seemed to have expected this situation in his heart.

Facing the disciples of Jin Guang, they showed their true colors. Dongfang Xuanzang didn't understand why Master let these wastes go with him.

Just facing the aftermath of the golden light, you can't keep your mind. What can you achieve in this mind in the future?

A trace of disdain flashed in his heart, Dongfang Xuanzang thought and a small black cloth bag appeared in his hand.

While pinching fingers, the small cloth bag swelled in the wind and immediately turned into a huge pocket.

These disciples of the prototype on the scene were instantly taken into the small cloth bag, and then the small cloth bag returned to its normal size.

Seeing Dongfang Xuanzang so domineering, the Holy Mother of Jinling wanted to ask, but she suppressed the questions in her heart.

As the peak quasi-saint and a personal disciple under the throne of Lingbao Tianzun, she has already seen the clues.

The small cloth bag that Dongfang Xuanzang just sacrificed seems ordinary but is not an ordinary thing. It is a bag specially used to collect monsters and can be comparable to ordinary innate spiritual treasures.

This bag seems to be a monster-catching, but in fact it is for their own good. The disciples who showed their true form under the golden light were in great pain.

Moreover, their breath in the bag immediately recovered as before, which proved that Dongfang Xuanzang himself had no malice.

Dongfang Xuanzang was not ordinary things, so the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit naturally knew that it was written by Dongfang Yao.

This Eastern Saint is really good to Dongfang Xuanzang.

Thinking of this, the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit also had a look of nostalgia in her eyes.

When he was named a god back then, if his master could be as decisive as Dongfang Yao, and would not think about many sentiments, how could the disciples of Jie Sect end up like this?

At the beginning of the catastrophe, the disciples should be given treasures to prepare early, rather than blindly believing in feelings without taking action, resulting in the death of many disciples one after another.

If he could act like Dongfang Yao, perhaps Jie Sect would not be the biggest loser.

But the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit was just thinking about it. Things that happened back then were a foregone conclusion and could not be changed.

The thoughtful look in his eyes flashed, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stood on the side of Dongfang Xuanzang, and the breath on her body burst out.

At this time, the three demon king Peng, Di Ting, and the Great Immortal of Tiger Power also released the pressure of quasi-saints, crushing the many demon clans in the sky, and being the guardian of Dongfang Xuanzang.

All four of them released pressure, and the thousands of demons in the sky were already suffering under the double pressure.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit has the highest cultivation level. Her eyes pierced through the void and looked straight at the deep land of Beiju Luzhou, as if she was expressing something.

Seeing everyone working so hard, Dongfang Xuanzang smiled faintly, and he continued to recite the mantra and urge the golden imperial edict with all his strength.

Most of the golden light was shrouded on the body of the sacred man. After Dongfang Xuanzang's full blessing, the golden light became a little richer again.

Under the golden light, the night dispelled, and the miasma was gone, as bright as daylight.

After 90% of the pressure, Junwu was directly kneeling in the void, as if a mountain was pressing against him, and he could not even lift his head.

Some of the original figures appeared among the thousands of demon clans behind him, and some even turned into blood mist under the pressure of golden light and four quasi-saints, and exploded.

As the first explosion of demon race appeared, one after another, the weak demon races bulged up like balloons, and were once again squeezed out by pressure like balloons, and a strong smell of blood appeared all over the sky.

Originally, the bloody smell could attract the demon clan the most, but now no demon clan dares to come within a radius of millions of miles. Feeling the terrifying fluctuations in the distance, the monsters within a million miles had already escaped far away and did not dare to stay any longer.

The roared with pressure, but the golden light was extremely strange, as if it was elastic.

The more he resisted the suppression power in the golden light, the stronger it would be. Now, after several resistances, the crushing power behind him doubled. With a "puzzle!", the suppression power changed from kneeling on one knee to kneeling on both knees.

It was like a hill and was constantly falling sweat beads of about a meter-sized size, and fell on the ground like a cannonball.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Jihan looked ferocious, and he cried in pain after many resistances.

If this continues, his situation is not good today and he must use desperate tricks!

He may not care about the little demons behind him, but he will eventually be exhausted by the golden light in this way.

"The sky turns back and forth, the yin on the right and the yang on the left, and the sky is like the earth!" I saw an extremely rich red light burst out from his whole body, and then his body continued to grow until it became a thousand feet tall. His eyes emitted a blazing flame like the sun.

With green face and fangs, the whole head is as terrifying as a mountain. A red beast phantom appeared behind it, constantly roaring.

At this moment, Jade stood upright, like a god and a demon in the air. He used the magic of heaven and earth to finally get rid of the oppression power of the golden light in the imperial edict.

The boundless fierce aura came, and two extremely thick black auras spurted out from the nostrils of Jung-chan, glaring at Dongfang Xuanzang.

Seeing this, Dongfang Xuanzang smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was not surprised by this.

So what if you break free from the power of oppression? The imperial edict is not just the purpose of oppression.
Chapter completed!