It is the rule of Daxia and the rule of the mountain and sea chart.

On the vast land of China, the mountain and sea map that protects hundreds of billions of people is the well-deserved first magical tool. For every citizen who is flowing with the blood of Daxia, the mountain and sea map is not just the blue sky above his head, but the faith in his heart.

View the mountains and seas, and look up and down between heaven and earth!

Beneath the mountains and seas is a person’s life.

From birth to old age, the people of Daxia will never be lonely, because they are accompanied by mountains and seas, and they do not speak, but they are silently watching.

Above the Taihang Palace, the phantom of the mountain and sea paintings stretching outward, and the lifelike scene of the vast land of China seemed to turn the entire land of China upside down, facing each other from afar, echoing each other.

At the same time, the vast and magnificent power of mountains and seas, together with the milky white fireworks, formed a hand of mountains and seas, instantly crossing the domain of time and space, appeared in front of every prisoner in the Taihang Palace, and then slapped it out with a loud bang.

In an instant, the fiery red figure of the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu was slapped on the barrier without any fancy, and a roar like a huge bell knocking:

"Dong~!"

As soon as the bell cried, one after another was slapped on the barrier by the hands of mountains and seas. Accompanied by painful groans, a music of bells and drums suddenly played in Taihang Palace.

"Dongdongdangdang."

For these monks detained in the Taihang Palace, behind this extremely pleasant sound is the pain that all the internal organs are almost inverted.

The next breath, the particularly tall figure above the Daze Zun was also photographed beside the Southern Heavenly King Xiliu, and an uncontrollable muffled groan came from his mouth.

Then, the former took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his violently rolling blood. He grinned, turned his head, and stared at the pretty-looking Nantian King Xiliu, and a hoarse voice came out:

"This time, the supervisor of Si Tianjian, I felt angry. The mountain and sea hand is so strong that even the deity can't stand it, and the bones in my body are even broken a lot."

Although the words of Daze Master were still calm, the monks in the Central Plains of Taixuan Land, who were also smashed on the barrier, felt cold inside and were then shrouded in strong pain.

As the Great Ze Lord on the Land Fairyland Lord, he has a sacred body washed by the bridge of heaven and earth. This sacred body is so powerful that it is beyond imagination.

But even so, he was hit by the hands of mountains and seas, not to mention the rest of the people with low cultivation, who were all cracked in an instant.

Therefore, the uncontrollable muffled groans sounded one after another, and strands of blood flowed down from the corner of the mouth. Then, he opened his mouth and sprayed a lot of blood forward, and his face became extremely dull.

"Xiliu, this may be the last warning given by Daxia. If you continue to mess around like this, we will suffer with you."

After the words of the Lord Daze Zun fell, the voice of the Old Lord of the Central Kingdom, whose robes were broken, rang out not far away:

"We have suffered a disaster. Maybe this time, we will give our lives here."

Compared to before, the old master looked even more embarrassed at this time, with a lot of stains and blood hanging on his gray beard.

In the next breath, the old master tried hard to support his body, and the voices continued to be heard word by word:

Such a strange phenomenon indicates the unusualness of Taihang Palace today.

Therefore, the breathing of the detained monks in the Taihang Palace suddenly became rapid.

Then the fiery red figure stood on the ground of Taihang Palace, Xiliu, the Southern Heavenly King, reached out and waved his red hair like flames backwards, and the sound of words came out:
Chapter completed!