Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 675: The Great Han Heavenly Power Who Has Offended Me!

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Shushan is so high that it reaches into the sky, especially standing on the top of the Suoyao Tower, it seems that the Nine Heavens are right in front of you.

This is also the closest place to Xiantian Leihai.

Zhenlin Sword Emperor has no vigor in his body, just like an ordinary farmer's old man, with white hair hanging down and gentle eyes, as if he has looked down on the vicissitudes and changes in the world, leaving only a kind of tranquility and tranquility.

"The destiny is high, not higher than the sky."

Zhenlin Sword Emperor smiled, stretched out his hand and patted Qing Yu's shoulder, causing him to show a look of astonishment, not understanding the meaning of such a sentence that his teacher said at this time.

Without any intention of explaining, Emperor Zhenlin Sword turned around again, and saw the gathering and dispersing clouds in front of the Suoyao Pagoda. Like all the vicissitudes of the world, a shocking sharpness gradually emerged from his eyes.

And in the place where the Suoyao Pagoda is located, the Tianming Sword Emperor and other eight Shushan Sword Emperors are divided into eight directions, and the eight Chunyang Sword Emperors are invisibly intertwined and concluded. This makes the void in the entire Shu Mountain extremely strong, and many martial arts masters outside of Shu Mountain feel that even Dacheng Primordial Spirit figures will never want to tear a gap.

At this moment, the Shu Mountain is as solid as gold.

"The path of the primordial spirit, hundreds of battles, the path of destiny, a hundred years of solitude!"

"Walking on the road of destiny, seeing all phenomena in the world of mortals, birth, old age, sickness and death, sending all relatives and friends on the road, the pain of the years will deepen with time."

"Detach yourself from the way of heaven, grasp the destiny, run good fortune, and see the wind and rain in all directions on the road of longevity."

Some martial arts masters opened their mouths, full of infinite sighs. They are here to watch others ascend to their destiny. Perhaps in the eyes of others, they and others are just a grain of sand among all living beings. After the storm, they are just a wisp of smoke.

"Amitabha!"

This is a master from the Reincarnation Temple, with a profound cultivation base, even some martial arts masters can't see through it. At this time, the old monk of the Reincarnation Temple frowned slightly, and clearly sensed many hidden auras in the darkness of the four directions. Obviously, The Sword Master of Shu Mountain is about to return to his throne, and all the ghosts and ghosts are coming out of the mountain. This is to fish in troubled waters and stir up the wind and rain.

It's time.

He died on the fifth day of June, and arrived at the beginning of the sixth day of June.

In the middle of the night, the moon is bright, the mountains are covered with mist, and the stars are shining brightly. Especially the peaks of Shushan Mountain, there are thousands of auras, hanging down from the depths of the unknown void, and the shimmering rays of light envelop the entire Shushan Mountain.

A strong breath of detachment overflowed from the top of Shu Mountain, submerged in the sea of ​​clouds and mist, blowing through mountains, rivers and old forests, and caressing thousands of people's hearts.

It's time to start!

The eyes of many martial arts people brightened. As soon as the time passed, Shushan Zhenlin Sword Emperor began the final preparation for ascending to the Destiny. Although it was only one step, it was enough to make countless souls in the world look up to him.

Jingdao, Chang'an, Forbidden City.

At the time of Zi, on the two gilded high platforms, the contemporary Emperor Kunpeng and the Emperor of Han ended their discussion almost at the same time.

All the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty were tense and prepared for many days. What they were waiting for was this day, and there was absolutely no room for omissions.

A group of young masters of the demon race, and the old demon kings also fixed their gazes, looking at the contemporary Kunpeng Emperor on the gilded platform.

"Brother Kun, don't you want to say something more?" Han Tianzi said lightly.

Emperor Kunpeng was dressed in a dark golden robe lightly. He had crystal black hair and deep eyes, like a vast starry sky. He said calmly: "I never thought that after a hundred years, the Human Race Shushan Sword Master will finally return to his throne one day."

"Since it is the destiny, why should Brother Kun be obsessed with it? If you don't let it go, you won't waste two days of discussion." Han Tianzi opened his mouth, his eyes fell on the gilded high platform in front of him, and said, "Brother Kun is not here today. If you just drink a cup of imperial wine in this Forbidden City and taste the scenery and real estate of my man, it will also be a glimpse of the world."

Air stagnates.

Following the words of the emperor of the Han Dynasty, the faces of many monster races were not very good-looking. This is to force them to stay in the Forbidden City for a day.

Emperor Kunpeng didn't respond immediately, and seemed to be lost in thought, but the more so, the more tense the muscles of the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty. He is not an ordinary Yuanshen figure, not even comparable to Chunyang, but a demon emperor who ruled the world, and is one of the original nine saints of the demon clan, a direct descendant of the Kunpeng demon saint.

No one can underestimate a demon emperor, especially a master of fate like the contemporary Kunpeng emperor, who can change the life and death of yin and yang, and control the world with extreme speed.

Su Qinian's eyes were slightly condensed, he absorbed the Yuan Shi mother's energy from the depths of nothingness, and his exhaustion has recovered to the original level.

On the sixth day of June, the day when the Sword Saint of Shu Mountain returned to his throne, he would like to see what kind of calculations this contemporary Kunpeng Emperor has. In the Forbidden City of the Han Dynasty, he is not afraid of being buried here, and that is an unbearable pain for the Four Seas Monster Clan.

At this time, the contemporary Kunpeng Emperor smiled, very lightly, and there were many inexplicable meanings in it. Many monster races couldn't understand it, and all civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty couldn't understand it. Su Qinian also frowned, not understanding that the Kunpeng Emperor Where did the reliance come from? Even in the Forbidden City, the quasi-sacred realm of the fifth turn of the Han Dynasty, he was so calm and composed.

The smile subsided quickly, and Emperor Kunpeng's voice sounded again, with a calm tone and a bit of indifference, and said: "What if the emperor wants to decline Brother Liu's kindness?"

Everything is quiet!

For example, Su Qinian also got up slowly at this time. In front of him, the four descendants of the demon sages including the Zidian Kui Niu clan also stood up, showing signs of vigilance. They followed the contemporary Kunpeng emperor on this trip, which was agreed by the demon emperors. Yes, even if you don't know the truth, you have already put life and death aside, even if you really let go and fight right now, you will never have the slightest timidity.

On the gilded high platform, the emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty stood up.

This is a middle-aged man dressed in a bright yellow robe, with a wide sky court, and looks as gentle as jade, but at this moment when he slowly got up, he fell into the eyes of everyone, as if he was a real dragon lying on a coil. After regaining consciousness, he opened his longan's eyes and erected his dragon's body. A majestic aura that seemed to come from the depths of his soul silently filled the entire Forbidden City.

Many monster races are breathing stagnantly. True dragons are inherently sacred. There are also many monster races in this world who used to be strange beasts, but were later enlightened by monster masters and turned into monsters. It is the Manglong Clan of the East China Sea, the rumored descendants of true dragons, psychic beasts, who became demons and became the Manglong Emperor Clan.

Therefore, as far as the monster race is concerned, the alien beast race is a kind of race, but they have embarked on two different evolutionary paths.

The innate holiness such as the real dragon is also equivalent to the powerful blood of the royal family for the monster race. This kind of majesty derived from the blood has a natural coercion for them.

Emperor Kunpeng got up.

With the king of the Kun Kingdom, the patriarch of the contemporary Kunpeng tribe raised his black hair lightly, and the invisible majesty that originated from the contemporary emperor of Han disappeared immediately, which made the masters of the monster clan breathe a sigh of relief. Only the quasi-sages can resist, and under the destiny, they are all ants.

"Brother Kun should have heard a word, which is widely spread in the human race."

At this time, the emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty spoke again, even calmer than before, but in this calmness, there was the majesty of the holy emperor, the emperor's dragon life, which cannot be violated.

"I would like to hear the details." Emperor Kunpeng said.

The emperor of Han glanced at the group of demon clans lightly, even the old demon kings couldn't help avoiding his eyes. Although the emperor of Han did not show his aura, the emperor's long power, that invisible majesty, was different from the common people in this world. Luck is integrated into one body, and this one glance is like the gaze of the entire Han Dynasty and the common people.

The power of one person is like an ant, the power of ten people can carry a tripod, the power of a hundred people can shake mountains, the power of tens of thousands of people can cut off rivers, and the people of a country can subdue demons and turn the world.

Finally, the eyes of Emperor Han fell on Emperor Kunpeng again, and the two quasi-sages of destiny looked at each other from the air. Over the entire Forbidden City, the air was like ripples, and a hazy starry sky appeared faintly. There were not many stars, but they were dazzling, and In the depths of the starry sky, there is chaos surging, the depth is endless.

The emperor of Han spoke, his tone was not hurried or slow, but there was an unspeakable solemnity and solemnity, and the rest was unquestionable.

"Under the whole world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers!"

Following the words of the emperor of Han, all the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty, except Su Qinian, bowed and bowed, singing like a mountain and a tsunami.

"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"

An invisible general trend permeated the Forbidden City, suppressing the complexion of a group of monster masters. This place is within the quasi-sacred world of the fifth turn of the Han Dynasty, not the four-dimensional monster sea. If you really do something, I'm afraid it will be difficult to please.

The contemporary Kunpeng Emperor's eyes were dark, and he said: "Brother Liu regards this emperor as a royal subject, but still believes that this emperor's Kun Kingdom is also the land of the great Han."

The emperor of Han looked at him, without moving his eyes, and said: "This world is the homeland of my human race, and there is no land of demons under the whole world!"

Emperor Kunpeng chuckled, his eyes became colder, and he said: "It seems that the human race is as steadfast as in the past. In this world, the strong are respected, the weak depend on the strong, and the strong expand their territories. Where there is eternal land, only The Eternal Dao! Not to mention the land of the world, even this Xuanhuang inland, in the future, it will also spread branches and leaves for my holy demon clan! I don’t know if Brother Liu will realize it.”

bastard!

The eyes of many civil and military officials are cold and murderous. No one will forget that dark time for many years. As far as the entire human race is concerned, generations will remember it in their hearts, and it is a blood debt branded in their bones.

The emperor of the contemporary Han Dynasty took a deep breath, looked at Emperor Kunpeng, uttered words sonorously, like a trembling sword, and said word by word:

"Anyone who offends my majesty will be punished even if he is far away!" Shibu bows to everyone here.)

(End of this chapter)