Yuanshi's falling body suddenly stopped in the middle of the sky. His dazzling sword light was still bright, but it could not make Yuanshi Tianzun fall.
He stretched out his hands to resist the sword light. The bright sword light was slightly lifted up in his roar.
"Dixin, I won't be defeated by you, absolutely not." Yuanshi Tianzun roared, and there were cracks on the holy body, but he didn't care at all. He only knew that he could not be defeated by Dixin, and he had to defend the whole preaching.
Beyond the flood and famine.
When Dixin saw the sword light he cut, he was unexpectedly