Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 377
Ziwei ancient star, in the extreme east of Luzhou.

On the top of Minggu Mountain, the palaces are floating and sinking, thousands of auspicious qi are intertwined and changing, dragon qi is transpiring, chaotic and misty, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth.

At the end of the year, the stars and the clouds, the sun and the moon are gone, and the dust-covered and half-moon ancient Wujin Temple bursts out wisps of celestial light, which makes Cangming vibrate.

"hold head high!"

In an instant, the endless chaotic air came out, condensed into nine thick purple dragons, the dragon's head leaped out, and the dragon roared, making the void boil for thousands of miles, and countless divine chains intertwined, covering Minggu Mountain s surface.

Inside the palace, a quaint dao map lay in the sky, inlaid with crystal veins like purple jade, with some dao marks and spots on it, the luster flickered, exuding a strong dao aura.

Su Yu looked soft and sat on the bodhi futon. His hair was loose and his body was like divine glass, shining brightly.

Opposite him, there is another delicate girl, with countless threads of Taoism wrapped around her, the noble deep purple emperor color and the deep dark night star color are connected with each other, and finally completely blended into the chaotic Taoist diagram.

In an instant, the avenue roared, with thousands of auspicious colors, and the rays of the sun shone. The rails overlapped in one place, outlining a mysterious and complicated pattern. The bright purple was like agate, like the twinkling stars, and the lines on it were shining under the divine brilliance. shining brightly.

This is the blood vein pattern of King Ziwei's blood, which possesses the unpredictable power of ghosts and gods.

On the other side, Princess Yueshi's face was pale. Although she stepped into the Second Heaven of Sendai this time, she didn't feel the slightest joy in her heart. She just stared blankly at her sister, like a puppet without a soul.
On the sky outside the hall, emperor stars soared out of the sky, and suddenly, at the end of the world, a gorgeous golden glow covered the clouds and enveloped the sky, and lotus flowers of dao qi came out, shining in all directions, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

Waves of Taoist singing came, as if gods, ghosts and demons from the heavens were chanting sutras, all kinds of runes were densely packed, and countless golden lights rushed here, rendering this place extremely hazy and dreamy, almost like the scene of a fairyland.

In another group of palaces, Yang Yi cast her gaze. She smiled gently and didn't pay too much attention to it. Although this scene is extraordinary, compared with the "source of Tao", it is like rivers and oceans.

Xiang Yufei, who had already survived Dao Severing Tribulation, smiled in relief, rubbed the red gold book with both hands, and continued to study the secret art of blood path in it.

Behind him, an illusory shadow of a king looms, exuding a strong breath of death. This is the god of the underworld in the age of mythology. Demons and demons respect each other, and their personalities are extremely high.

With the passage of time, two bloody lights shot out from the eyes of the dead monarch, and his appearance became clearer, no longer elusive, and somewhat similar to the man in the green shirt below.
In the dark palace, Wang Teng's eyes were deep, and his third eye took everything into his eyes.

"Congratulations from heaven and earth, is this the chaotic body that fits all Tao?" The black-haired man clenched his hands, and then slowly released them.

This palace is boundless and boundless, and countless voids and abysses are connected to other regions. This is the manifestation of space magic, and it turns into a mustard seed.

Through the misty sunlight, Beidi's figure was a bit lonely, as if at dusk, all the void lines began to mourn, as if the heaven and earth were mourning with him.

However, this process only lasted for a while, and those dim lines were shining again. Wang Teng closed his eyes, separated his mind and body from the practice of the "Qian" formula, and began to temper himself carefully with divine power The Heavenly Emperor Excalibur.

This Taoist soldier is very special. If it is not driven by the ultimate chaotic divine power, it will be a rough rough, which can grow up with him, and now it has entered the rank of the holy master magic weapon.

If the seal is removed, everything will be different. This is another top-quality great holy weapon, with incomplete polar formation patterns in it, which is enough to destroy a domain and overturn the world.
The essence of black and yellow surged, and the chaotic mist dissipated. Su Yu walked out of the golden light, and then the Dao Mark of Time was startled, and with the shadow of time and space, he moved to a great wilderness.

At this moment, clouds of calamity were densely covered above Cangming, and 81 royal purple dragons descended in an instant, with shining thunder light, the wrath of dragon chant, and the roar of sky thunder, as if they wanted to destroy this world, they slashed at Su Yu fiercely. Come.

Su Yu's expression was calm, he opened his mouth and inhaled, Daoguang flowed, and three thousand chaotic qi intertwined, with unspeakable law changes, scattered all the thunder dragons from the sky, and then liquefied them into the steaming thunder liquid, Nourishes his body.

Facing the great world of thunder, Su Yu walked leisurely in the courtyard and raised his hand to disperse the sea of ​​electricity. Even if the two kalpas came together, he could not do anything to him. The terrifying Yin-Yang Heavenly Dragon Kalpa was just a tool for him to temper his body and soul.

Then he entered the Heavenly Tribulation Palace alone. This time, there were only three human-shaped lightning bolts in the ancient palace, which were the three enlightened people who appeared on Ziwei Emperor Star.

In an instant, the Human Emperor's seal radiated brilliance, the Tower of the Sun God suppressed Jiuyou, bursting out hundreds of millions of celestial lights, the Eternal Furnace overwhelmed the world, and the three ancient existences seemed to reverse the long river of time and come to this world again.

Half a day later, after a fierce fight, Su Yu's robe was stained with blood, and he walked out of the Heavenly Tribulation Palace. There were also three shallow marks on the Immortal Palace and the Chaos Immortal Golden Sword. Dao rhyme is born.

The calamity cloud dissipated, and Su Yu used the Divine Phoenix Indestructible Technique to restore himself to the peak, and truly stand in the sixth heaven of the Dao Slasher.

Today, his wings are full, and even if he has not stepped into the forbidden realm, he is still enough to kill the Dacheng King with blood.

An overwhelming aura erupted, and Su Yu's body flashed with light, following the veins of time, he flew towards Mingling.

Long before he retreated, he asked someone to take his jade talisman to the Human King Hall and the Temple of Longevity, hoping to see the ancient scriptures of the gods, but neither of the two forces made a clear statement.
In the ancient Wujin Palace, seeing that Su Yu hadn't returned after such a long time, Princess Yueshi stood up feebly, then hugged her sleeping sister in her arms, tears flickered in her originally lively and beautiful eyes.

In the past few days, as long as she closes her eyes, she will recall the scene of that night
That one was not the emperor of martial arts at all, but a person from a foreign land outside the sky. No wonder, she felt that the other person's eyes were very familiar.

Vaguely, Su Yu's words still echoed in the hall.

"Yueshi, you don't want the Ziwei Dynasty to be destroyed either, tell me your choice."

Suyun's streamer skirt was slightly wrinkled, revealing some snow-white skin. The blue-haired woman looked haggard, and her originally pretty face was alternately streaked with tears.

All the pressure was on her body. She originally thought that the gods would be reborn from Nirvana, but she fell into the abyss and almost died, relying on the hands of others for her life. This kind of humiliation makes people resentful.

Now, the lives of millions of descendants of the royal family and hundreds of millions of emperors and concubines are all in her hands.

She was very afraid that the other party would break the agreement and destroy the Ziwei Dynasty.After all, she has nothing in this transaction and can only be manipulated by others.

Even though the outside world is prosperous, the Divine Dynasty has existed in name only, and who knows the pain and sorrow in her heart, the "subjugated" princess.

"elder sister."

Suddenly, the sleeping princess uttered a weak call, and she tightly grasped Princess Yueshi's skirt with both hands, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Princess Yueshi looked at her younger sister dotingly, she stroked Xinggui's back, and said softly: "Xinggui, sister is here, don't be afraid, no matter what is ahead, I will be by your side."

As she was talking, her nose was sour, and she felt very sorry for the deceased mother. Faced with such a disaster, even she was devastated. Xing Gui had to go through such a thing at such an age.

The girl curled up in the woman's arms closed her eyes tightly, and she responded lightly, and the figures of the two clinging to each other became farther and farther away in the chaotic mist.

In the end, the turbulent clouds submerged everything, eliminating all causes and effects, leaving only the exquisite and elegant ancient temple forever.

At the foot of Minggu Mountain, in the imperial palace, Emperor Ziwei sat on the main hall, and beside him were four emperor uncles from the second heaven of Xiantai.

Overlooking the cultivators of the Divine Dynasty, Emperor Ming Dao frowned, and said indifferently: "Have there been no responses from the Hall of Human Kings and the Temple of Longevity?"

Everyone in the lower ranks had different attitudes, among them the clan monks all showed dissatisfaction, one of the old emperor uncle stepped forward and said in a deep voice: "The ancient ancestor of Shenwu ordered that we will take back the ancient scriptures of the gods even if we do everything. "

Hearing the word "take back", some old people frowned slightly, feeling a little inappropriate, after all, those two volumes of ancient scriptures did not belong to the Ziwei God Dynasty.

However, the rest of the monks of the royal family thought it was true. Prince Qinghe bowed and said respectfully: "Father, I am willing to go to Mingling to go to the Ancient Temple of Longevity."

Emperor Ziwei remained silent, and he sacrificed a jade talisman with mysterious stars and dao patterns on it, resplendent and magnificent, blooming with divine brilliance.

On the top of the mountain, Beidi's heart moved, and then he stood up. He reached out and made a move, and a golden chariot and a black gold battle suit flew out of the abyss of the void.

He put on the armor, carried the holy sword of the Emperor of Heaven, and boarded the chariot, with fighting spirit rising in his eyes.

"Friar Ziwei, let me see the real arrogance under this starry sky."

Wang Teng was flying with confidence, his body was covered by the crystal battle suit, leaving only a pair of sharp sky eyes, showing awe-inspiring killing intent.

A moment later, the golden ancient chariot rushed into the palace. Under the Wujin battle suit, Wang Teng looked at Emperor Ziwei with an indifferent expression.

"It's him!"

In the palace, many monks showed killing intent and recognized Wang Teng's identity.

Although the opponent did not kill the monks of the God Dynasty at the beginning, the two sides were rivals. Since the sage outside the sky and the god-forbidden Taoist were killed, this eight-forbidden power should not live in this world.

When everyone was about to make a move, Emperor Mingdao snorted coldly, and said: "He has been accepted as a disciple by Emperor Shenwu, and he is the Lord of Beichen Palace in the Shen Dynasty."

"This"

The group of cultivators looked at Wang Teng, and the eyes of several of the princes were playful. In their eyes, the so-called disciples and the master of Beichen Palace were all polite words.

Maybe, this formerly rampant Eight Forbidden Talent has been accepted as a war slave by Emperor Shenwu, and his situation is bleak.

Thinking of this, many monks feel honored, feeling that their whole body is bathed in the glory of the gods.

"It's a pity, it's not a female cultivator, otherwise this prince will definitely take you into the house."

The eldest prince of the Ziwei God Dynasty had some regrets. He was defeated by Wang Teng at the beginning, so he had some special thoughts about Wang Teng.

After all, this is a top Tianjiao, who can maintain the eight bans in the second heaven of Sendai, which is comparable to Lu Ya, Yi Tiande, and Taiyin Shenzi.

The news of the demise of Taoist San Que was concealed by the Temple of Longevity, but Ziwei Shenchao was the place where the incident happened, and the monks of the Shenchao naturally knew that the other party had died.

Even if Daoist Sanque barely survived with his remnant soul, it would be difficult for him to regain his former glory, and he has already been removed from the Eight Forbidden Talents by everyone.

Sensing the coveted eyes of the crowd, Wang Teng's expression turned cold, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he glanced at the eldest prince, which directly caused the other party's heart to split and he almost knelt down.

"Don't lose your manners. The emperor has ordered you to see Beichen as if you were seeing him."

Sensing the dissatisfaction in Wang Teng's heart, Emperor Ziwei frowned slightly, glanced at the eldest prince, and then said kindly: "Beichen, this time you and the elite of the Shenchao will go to the Palace of Human Kings."

"The Palace of Human Kings."

Wang Teng's heart moved, thinking that when Xiang Yufei had a banquet with him, the two had exchanged the power of the ancient star Ziwei, and the other party showed an intriguing smile when he talked about the concept of longevity and the palace of the king.

Thinking of this, he took the token of Emperor Ziwei, and before leaving, he stopped and sighed: "I can't fight with Lu Ya, Duanmu Ming, and Yi Tiande, take off their heads and hang them in the holy place." On the car, it's a pity."

After finishing speaking, he boarded the golden ancient chariot, led the black cavalry of the gods, and flew towards the palace of the king.

The expressions of the people in the hall were mixed, and most of the monks from Sendai who came from outside the domain smiled, and did not take Wang Teng's words to heart.

They didn't know Wang Teng's combat strength, but they had seen the power of Lu Ya, Yi Tiande and others with their own eyes. Compared with them, these three people were too powerful, like the eternal sun on the sky, illuminating the sky with their rays. The entire Ziwei star was destroyed.

The rest of the monks who had experienced the battle of the imperial capital showed anticipation, hoping that Wang Teng could defeat Lu Ya and others.

The First Prince watched Beidi's figure disappear, and murmured: "He is truly a man, worthy of being the Eight Forbidden Talents."

Seeing the undisguised appearance of the eldest son, Emperor Mingdao's expression remained unchanged, and his spiritual sense transmitted his voice: "Have you seen enough? Get out of here when you have seen enough!"

"Hey, what's the matter, father?" The handsome eldest prince still couldn't forget Wang Teng.

In fact, his strength is also extremely extraordinary. Standing at the peak of the first layer of Xiantai, he possesses the power of the six forbidden powers. Although he cannot compare with those emperors, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, few people are stronger than him.

The two stepped into the apse, and Emperor Ziwei made a bold move. The eldest prince, who was beaten with the emperor's star palm, cried for his father and mother, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

After suppressing this useless prince behind the sacrificial hall, Emperor Ming Dao walked out refreshed, leaving only the eldest prince with a miserable face twitching helplessly.

He wailed in pain: "Father, I really don't have that idea, I have pursued Yi Qingwu back then, you know that!"

However, the ancient palace was silent, only the portraits of the emperors of the past were silently watching him, the golden crow fell to the west, the palace lights were extinguished, and the eldest prince was still confinement here.

The stars were swaying, the moon was still in the sky, a faint fragrance wafted, the door of the palace opened, and the eldest prince quickly put on a majestic posture. When the visitor knelt down, he knew that the other person was Princess Yueshi.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Princess Yueshi looked sad and said nothing, just knelt in the spirit hall of her ancestors.

Seeing his sister's sad face, the eldest prince said worriedly: "Sister, what's the matter?"

However, there was a dead silence in the ancient hall, Princess Yueshi was like a beautiful doll, and she didn't respond.

The eldest prince was bored, so he stopped talking. He looked at the cold moonlight, and then at his younger sister who was even more beautiful than the bright moon. For some reason, he thought of the unforgettable beauty in his heart again.

"Qingwu, if I had the strength of Beichen, would you still reject me?" The handsome young man lamented in his heart.

He remembered the scene three years ago, when he went to Guanghan Palace in person, but was defeated by his beloved.

From the moment he knew that he had no chance with Ziwei's number one beauty, the husband of the other party would only choose among those eight forbidden talents.
For a moment, the two looked similar, sad and sentimental, both knelt down in front of the ancestor's portrait and spirit tablet, as if they were expressing their hearts.

However, the picture scroll and jade stele were speechless, and they could only watch their descendants weeping and mourning, powerless.

　The promised episode is about to miss the appointment, and Xiaoye messed up the schedule by herself, oops.I'm so sorry!
　　Owe first!

　　Tomorrow's update will also be postponed!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)