Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 379: All Kings Move Ziwei's First Arrogance
In the Fusang Divine Tree Kingdom, in the golden palace, two thousand-foot-long divine lights pierced the void, like calm heavenly knives, and the space along the way was clamoring, creating countless ripples.

The blazing sun was truly raging, and in the sea of ​​flames, a tall and heroic being rose up.

The Golden Crow King's expression was indifferent, and his hair was shining like divine gold. The golden aura lingered around his body, and he was convinced by the laws of heaven and earth.

In his eyes, the sun and the moon are sinking, mountains and rivers are collapsing, and the vicissitudes of the ages are revolving. With every gesture, thousands of sparks are startled, magnificent and gorgeous, just like the most blazing sun in the world.

In front of him was a young man in his twenties, Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Jinwu tribe.

Among the ten princes of the Jinwu clan, one is stronger than the other, and the oldest among them is Lu Ya, the sixth son, who makes many leaders bow their heads.

This is a frightening Golden Crow. When he was young, he tore up Jiaolong and killed Tianpeng. He was very talented and famous in the Ziwei Starfield. He killed many leaders soon after entering the Second Heaven of Xiantai.

The appearance and stature of the two people are similar, with long golden hair fluttering, flowing golden light, and golden pupils shooting out like sharp swords.

With calm eyes, Lu Ya said in a deep voice, "Father, the Palace of Human Kings has dispatched an ancient killing formation."

"That old thing has finally moved. I've been waiting for this day for a long time," King Jinwu said with a cold expression, and there was a kind of demonic power in his eyes, which were sharp.

There is no one who does not covet the ancient scriptures of the gods, and now that the enemies of the sea of ​​​​blood and the forbidden magic are parallel, he decisively gave up the retreat.

"Father, it is said that this matter was planned by the sage of Ziwei God Dynasty." Lu Ya was a little worried.

King Jinwu's eyes were deep, and his state of mind remained unmoved. He glanced at Lu Ya, and then said in a flat voice: "It's nothing more than a foundation, there is nothing to fear, and I am not the only one who made a move. Xiao Liu, we don't need to face the saint. "

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his palm and slashed open the space with one finger, and then the illusory golden wings appeared behind him, the wings trembled, and the whole person disappeared into the ancient hall.

Lu Ya's expression was cold, and he stopped in place for a moment before disappearing into the vast sea of ​​flames.

Not only the Golden Crow, but also many other forces.

For the masters behind the scenes of the major forces, there are no secrets under this starry sky.

When there was a change in the Palace of the King of People and the Temple of Longevity, this group of old antiques who were said to have been buried all appeared.
Luzhou, in the north of the Sun and Sun Region, in a mountain and river, the moon will fall at night, and the sky will be dark, hazy, and the scenery will not be visible.

Here, the purple rocks stand tall, the cliffs are clean, the ganoderma lucidum grows, the ginseng is turbid, the fairy spirit condensed by Taoism lies alone under the bluestone, the silver train hangs down, the steaming, the spirit birds are flying, and the ancient medicine is fragrant.

After a while, an ancient cave in Zishan spewed out dense purple mist, which was full of brilliance. The whole mountain range seemed to be located 33 days away, and it was extremely dusty.

At the same time, a man with ordinary appearance, average figure, and extremely ordinary from any angle came out.

Yin Tiande overlooked the mountains and rivers, sighed softly, with regret in his eyes.

"Unfortunately, time is not waiting for me, if you give me a few more years."

As the breeze blew, mist rose from the ancient cave, and a man with features similar to Yin Tiande walked out.

Yin Tianzhi persuaded: "Brother should not get involved in this matter when it involves saints."

His elder brother is now standing in the sixth small realm of the second heaven of Xiantai, he has personally beheaded the supreme leader, and his strength is as deep as the sea, enough to fight against Ziweixing.

However, it is very risky for the ancient sage to hold hands in this matter. Once the ancient sage is still in the state, the consequences will be disastrous.

Yin Tiande's eyes flashed, thinking about the gains and losses.

The two stood side by side with different expressions.

Yin Tiande's eyes were deep. The appearance of the ancient scriptures of the gods was Ziwei's greatest opportunity. He was very excited and didn't want to give up just like this. He had a great opportunity before, and he could compete against the king in a short period of time.
In the end, Yin Tiande took a step forward, and the ripples of Youdao appeared in an instant, and the purple energy around him was surging, and he moved towards the morning star field.

Yin Tianzhi was a little worried. He watched his brother leave, stood alone in Ziya for a long time, and then walked slowly back to the ancient cave
Stars fall, the night fades, the mountain fog gradually rises, blackness turns into darkness, darkness turns into yin, and yin turns into yang.

Layers of clouds appeared at the end of the sky, crimson and flourishing. Sun Xingjun flew out from the extreme east with a golden chariot, and sprinkled the light of the sun on the land.

Among the mountains and ravines, an ancient temple stands horizontally, full of divine splendor, which looks very sacred, flying rapidly in the morning light, and passing a long cloud line in the deep sea.

In the depths of the concept of longevity, Su Yu and the ancient Taoists of the Qing Dynasty played chess, and the two looked as usual, expounding their respective Taoism on the square-inch chessboard.

Between the interlacing of black and white, Dao Qi is rampant, clouds are densely covered, Kurong artistic conception and Ziwei artistic conception are transformed into gods, demons and fairy spirits, colliding and fighting each other, deducing deeper changes.

"Buzz!"

The bronze chessboard emits a dazzling light. In the halo, the blue sea is surging, and a vast dragon chant resounds. With unwillingness, purple dragon blood spills into the ocean. A glow.

Seeing the opponent's Ziwei Great Dragon being defeated by his own Longevity Dao Body, the Qinggu Taoist smiled softly, returned the chessboard to the source, then looked at Su Yu, and said, "I never thought you would give up the Ziwei Emperor Dao."

Su Yu put down the white jade chess piece in his hand, his expression was calm, and he didn't care about the outcome of the chess game.

He was only a little involved in Ziwei's imperial way, and with the help of "the source of the way", he could barely match the king of Dacheng, and the theory was not bad, but it was a lot worse if he fought in real life.

"The road to the emperor's way is too difficult. If you want to become a saint, you must unify Beiju Luzhou." Su Yu cast his eyes on the jade box beside him, and said lightly.

Qinggu Taoist knew it well, nodded slightly, and Gujing said calmly: "That's true."

Although Su Yu was slightly eclipsed in his discussion this time, he did not feel suspicious.

In his opinion, the other party coincides with the purple in his memory, and this kind of breath soaked in by the years cannot be imitated at all.

His eyes turned, as if he had returned to the past, when the two fought at the same level, this time, he still had the upper hand!

Between the words, the chess box in front of the two of them flew out, and this time Su Yu took the white pieces first.

"It seems that we still have to reveal something, otherwise the other party will become suspicious."

Su Yu's eyes were densely covered with runes, and he looked at Taoist Qinggu leisurely, then smiled softly, his gaze became sharp instantly, and he used his own secret technique.

"Zheng!"

The one in the middle of the square chessboard, a ray of sword energy soared into the sky, and it turned into an ancient sword. It was simple at first, but with the urging of Su Yu's spiritual thought, it burst into the light of Lingtian, the sword light was unparalleled, and it turned into a dazzling god. Rainbow, cut forward, making the array tremble.

This sword rest originated from the Death Dao of the Underworld and the Sword Art of Immortal Tribulation. It looks lifeless and gloomy, and it makes people want to split their souls. One sword is enough to kill a high-ranking king.

"This kind of sword intent."

Qinggu Taoist looked sideways, looking deeply at the divine sword in the cloud formation.

The slender ancient sword floats up and down, dancing with the Taoist body of longevity. For a moment, the brilliance is chaotic, the floating gold is flickering, the shadows are confused, and countless dead auras rise to the sky. The ominous atmosphere is daunting.

The beam of light spouted from the bronze chessboard surpassed everything and was extremely bright. It cut open the rules, cut open the chaos, and shattered everything. It was extremely mysterious.

Scarlet, dark dark blood dripping directly encompasses all the ways of death, and even the Taoism of the ancient Taoists of the Qing Dynasty was invaded.

Withered and prosperous alternately, the sun and the moon rotate, chaos surges, the universe is shattered, and ray after ray of cold light emerges, which is order, rule, and avenue.

The Sword of Tribulation and Extermination carried the will of God, instantly annihilating the "Rong" in Kurong Dao's intention, directly killing the Dao of Life, and then the sword energy shot out, devouring the Dao of Death.

Su Yu closed his eyes and lifted his clothes without any wind. He was like a monk who had seen all over the world, exuding vicissitudes of life, which made people look sideways and admire him.

"Extreme Yin, Sword Dao, Calamity."

The face of the old man in green robe changed slightly. Looking at the cracked bronze chessboard, his heart was full of thoughts. When did this old friend switch to the way of swordsmanship.

He exclaimed: "Who would believe that the Starfield Spear King of the year actually switched to swordsmanship."

The chaotic mist passed by, and Su Yu waved his sleeve robe, withdrawing the black sword energy, a smile appeared on his face, and his attitude was very self-confident.

Just when he was about to say something, there was a loud noise, the ancient hall turned over, and then wisps of blood mist diffused outside the hall.

The purple air was misty, Su Yu remained motionless, and thought to himself: "It's finally here, I knew it, how could this group of Dacheng kings forget."

Although his face showed anger, his heart felt relaxed.

This is also part of his plan.

After Ziwei's first battle, he asked Ming Dao to capture the spies of the major forces, and then released some news about the immortal inheritance of the current king.

Among them is the situation of "the background of the gods". In the eyes of the major forces, after the bloody battle, the saints of the Ziwei gods are on the verge of collapse, and they will no longer be able to recover.

This is also the reason why the envoy received a cold reception in the concept of longevity, and did not change his attitude until the avatar of the saint came in person
In Su Yu's eyes, this group of current kings is the ladder for him to build the road, especially among them are the divine blood such as the human king body and the sky demon body.

Even if the plan fails this time, he will make a move later.

"Kill my disciple!" Taoist Qinggu stabilized his figure, and then showed killing intent, his blue eyes burst into a frightening beam of light.

He stepped forward and rushed out of the hall.

At dawn, the magnificent view of longevity has become a vast and boundless ancient world, which seems to be able to hold the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, with majestic and terrifying power, and the mesmerizing power of the holy way crushes the heavens, making people feel at ease crack.

Taoist Zhengde's face was pale, and he kept urging this handed down holy weapon to fight against the unknown powerful existence.

The Master of Longevity and the three deputy temple masters stayed in the ancestral land. This time, when he was on an envoy to Ziwei, the ancient Taoists of the Qing Dynasty brought only three powerful descendants.One of the elders has died.

The next moment, the sea of ​​clouds was churning, and a tall figure fell from the starry sky like a flying fairy, and arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, as if from outside the domain, and it was incredibly fast.

He pounced on Taoist Zhengde, with all five fingers stretched out, with vast coercion, like a Gaidai master ruling the land, invincible and unstoppable, the chains of order between his fingers were shining brightly, blooming with sacred light.

"How dare you, thief!" the monks in the ancient temple yelled.

In the next moment, the ancient Taoist Temple of Longevity was full of light, filled with starlight and moonlight, blooming a trace of the Great Dao, covering this place.

The ancient holy soldier revived, appearing like a ferocious wild beast, and the piercing aura of the holy way covered the sky and blocked the space.

However, for the Dacheng king, the handed down holy soldiers did not have much deterrent effect.

This tall figure was powerful and frightening, with an overwhelming advantage. Before the power of the holy way descended, it shattered the body of the third elder of the ancient Taoist temple of longevity with one palm.

"puff!"

He slapped out again, not even letting go of the other party's primordial spirit, smashing it into light rain.

The Guguan monks were terrified, this was the first time they truly felt the edge of the Dao Slayer King.

This elder climbed up the ninth small step on the second floor of Xiantai for 700 years, and his cultivation was at the peak, enough to fight for the Lord of the Holy Land, but he was slapped to death with two palms. The person who came was definitely a terrifying Dacheng King!
In the other direction, a person wrapped in divine splendor appeared out of nowhere on the crystal stone platform, traversing the past and present, like a god descending into the world.

One of his hands fell, forming an invincible God's Domain, imprisoning Taoist Zhengde inside, unable to move.

"puff!"

Gently swaying his thin hand down, the next master of the Ancient Longevity Taoist Temple was instantly torn apart, and his spirit fled away.

The door of the ancient temple was opened, and in the vermilion palace, the ancient Taoist of the Qing Dynasty was almost at the limit, trying to save the spirit of the Taoist Zhengde, but he was still a step too late.

The light and shadow clasped their hands together, and a halo of light came out, obliterating the primordial spirit of Taoist Zhengde.

Qinggu Taoist's expression became more and more cold, and the anger in his heart was already soaring. Two of his disciples and one grandson died.

"boom!"

The mutation reappeared, a bright long rainbow broke through the sky, and an existence surrounded by fairy light walked out.

He stepped out with one big foot with overwhelming combat power, and landed vertically, dominating the world, as if he wanted to trample everything under his feet, and directly trampled to death an elder in the secret realm of Sendai.

"puff!"

This is a bloody picture. The elder who was stepping on the immortal inheritance fell down, stomped his chest to pieces, kicked through it, and stepped on the ground.

The third Dacheng King appears!
"when!"

Dao patterns are densely covered, and the ancient Taoist slapped Dao, raised his hand and struck, the palm print collided with the third king, the stream of light filled the sky, pierced the sky, and cut down a chaotic waterfall, which erupted here and was dim!

Immediately afterwards, the being surrounded by the celestial light waved its palms, the blue light exploded, and the two of them each struck out a blow.

Magical techniques and secret techniques came out together, like stars falling, collapsing the sky, the bright stream of light flooded everything, and the crushed heaven, earth, and avenues were all crying.

Su Yu also came out. He glanced at a certain place in the void, and exchanged glances with a hidden person, showing a meaningful smile, and recognized the identity of the other person.

The second heaven of Xiantai dared to participate in the battle of kings, except for Yin Tiande, the number one hero in Ziwei ancient star field, he couldn't think of anyone else.

In the depths of the void, Yin Tiande's heart trembled, as if being stared at by a prehistoric beast.

When Daoguang shot out from his sky eyes and looked over again, the other party had already looked away, as if it was just a coincidence and he hadn't been exposed yet.

"This is the power of the Dao Slayer King"

Feeling the fierce collision in the battle situation, Yin Tiande felt a retreat in his heart, and his expression was terrified.

He tightly held the Dao Talisman in his hand, which was a secret treasure he got from a saint's cave. If activated, it would be enough to take him across a continent, and even holy soldiers could not interrupt it.

It wasn't until this moment that he saw the true face of this world. In the past, when he fought and killed the Holy Lord, his power shook Luzhou, and Ziwei was afraid that it was just a joke.

These people are the masters of Ziwei ancient star!

In an instant, Yin Tiande's mind was full of thoughts, and finally he chose to run away.

In such a situation, the possibility of these great success kings losing both sides is very slim, and the chance of picking up mistakes is almost zero, so it is still the best policy!

　Three more tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)