Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 391 Battle of Human Hall
"Saints from other lands? There are still saints haunting this era." Lu Ling was a little lost, and couldn't believe what the Ninth Prince said.

The blond young man was silent for a while, and whispered: "Not only the father, but also the Guangming King, the Sky Demon King, the Ancient Qing Taoist, the Human King, and the White Tiger King are also missing."

Hearing this news, the little princess of the Jinwu clan trembled in her heart.

The Heavenly Demon King, the Qing Ancient Taoist, the Bright King, and the Human King, each of these people is bigger than the other. To a certain extent, these people have been "sitting" for more than 2000 years, and now they all jumped out.

These people all cut their way in the post-desolation ancient era when the world was depressed, and each of them was a genius, otherwise they would not be able to break through the third heaven of Xiantai and be promoted to the king realm in the age of desolation.

Sitting on the inheritance of the Emperor Zhun, the ancient Taoist of the Qing Dynasty practiced the ancient scripture "The Jue of Longevity", and his strength was earth-shattering. He once ruled over the ancient Ziwei Starfield.

The body of light claims to be as famous as the body of the gods. It is sacred and powerful, and it has a field of light.

The sky demon body created countless legends in the Ziwei ancient star field. It is said that in the ancient times, it fought and killed a real dragon. Its power is endless and it dominates the world.

And the old man king in the Hall of Human Kings is even more frighteningly strong. He has the body of a human king. This kind of physique is too terrifying. He is respected in the human race and can only be seen once in 5 or 10 years.

In the past, when he first entered the Dao of Slashing, he was able to defeat the king of Dacheng. He definitely had the ability of the eight prohibitions. He was one of the characters that Ziweixing couldn't provoke.
Seeing how his younger sister's eyebrows were furrowed, the Ninth Prince sighed, patted Lu Ling on the shoulder, and then turned and left.

After taking a step, the blond youth stopped and said softly: "Actually, I shouldn't have told you this, but now that you have grown up, there are some things that I can no longer hide from you."

Seeing his brother say such things uncharacteristically, Lu Ling naturally knew what he was worried about.

The girl was panting slightly, her chest was heaving, her golden eyes were brightly lit, and she said through voice transmission with her divine sense, "I have nothing to do with Yan Yixi, and we just followed each other all the way for Goddess Furnace, but unfortunately, that guy is too wary."

The Ninth Prince of Jinwu was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly, and regained his previous cold and sharp appearance.

The sun was lingering in real fire, he was like a golden king, and the coercion of the second heaven of Xiantai was unrestrained, and he took his younger sister forward in big strides.

The surrounding monster clans all avoided, even if the Golden Crow King died, the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow was still there, enough to support the Fusang Shenshu Kingdom, no one dared to underestimate it.

Inside Gulong Island, Danya strange rocks, fragrance of old medicine, bursts of auspiciousness, steaming clouds, flying cranes, fluttering wings of the phoenix, boundless life energy changing, rendering the cave magnificent.

Under the Baiyu Tianmen, there was an old demon with white eyebrows who was doing the roll call, and his cadenced voice spread throughout half of the God Island. What he was chanting were all great figures, all the leaders of various religions, or direct descendants.

"The Palace of Shimo has sent congratulatory gifts, and the deputy palace master has arrived."

"The Venerable Master Floating Life in the Dustless Sea has arrived."

"Master Beihai White Crane has arrived."

"The son of Luoxia Palace is here!"

After taking out the name card, Yan Yixi entered Long Island smoothly. He still had a slight reputation in Ziwei Ancient Star, and received courtesy from many forces during his travels, and this Gulong Banquet was no exception.

There are many monks here, and many younger generations gather together, among them are many beautiful female cultivators, which makes Yan Yixi's eyes shine.

While he was lingering among the beauties, suddenly, flower petals fell from the sky all over the sky, each piece was crystal clear, extraordinarily beautiful under the reflection of the sun, the fragrance was tangy to the nostrils, and the sound of string music was endless, making one feel ecstatic .

A jade chariot like a divine moon passed across the sky, shrouded in the crystal rain of flowers, filled with immortal energy and incomparably dreamy.

"Fairy Guanghan Gong Yiqingwu has arrived!" the white-browed old demon respectfully said.

Yan Yixi raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked up with a strange expression, as if she was looking at the most beautiful treasure in the world.

The silvery petals are flying, each piece is crystal clear, and the scent of fragrance enters the nose, making the pores of the whole body relax.

The sacred moon chariot passed across the sky, surrounded by flowers and rain, and the glow was shining brightly. Under this bright moon, it was like a vast cold palace, magnificent in the world.

Yi Qingwu, a woman like Luoshen, is the number one beauty in the Ziwei ancient star field. It is undisputed that some women who are arrogant and beautiful are ashamed of themselves in front of her.

Every time she travels, she will cause a sensation. Without exception, everyone who sees her appearance will be shocked. It is suspected that the Nine Heavens Xuannv is reincarnated, which makes people's hearts sway, even living fossils.

For this woman, there is no gorgeous description, and no picture scroll has been seen in the world, but her demeanor is the most dazzling in the world, like a god and the moon in the sky, and she is admired by people.

In the younger generation, many men are fascinated by it, and even a lot of duels happened because of it, which caused a lot of hype.
On the other side, a black-haired young man was sitting on the desk. He had a handsome face. He was in the upper seat. He was wearing the purple dragon robe of the Ziwei royal family, and he had an extraordinary bearing.

Jade stones are the steps here, and beautiful women hold jade plates in their hands, and come in and out to present delicacies and wines, including black dragon, which is the most difficult to catch in Beihai.

The North Sea Dragon Clan, which originally dominated a region, has now become a dish among the guests. This kind of thing is absurd to say, but it is very common in the practice world.

Suddenly, the expression of the young man in the dragon robe changed, and the wine glass in his hand dropped. He stood up and looked forward, as if he had seen a peerless fairy.

He didn't pay attention to Ziwei's number one beauty, but looked at Yan Yixi, a disciple of human desire, with fiery eyes.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be here."

After confirming Yan Yixi's identity once again, Prince Qinghe was ecstatic and showed an extremely excited expression.

I didn't expect that during my trip to the North Sea, I would encounter such a great fortune.

Before his mission to Beihai, Emperor Mingdao issued a secret order to the Xiantai monks of the Ziwei God Dynasty.

Those who find the disciples of the Way of Human Desire—Yan Yixi and Li Tian, ​​can enter the Minggu Mountain and receive the secret art of ancient scriptures.

Moreover, Emperor Ziwei is still cryptic on the surface, this order comes from the mouth of Emperor Shenwu, the sage's golden words, there is absolutely no falsehood.

Ever since, even though the war between the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and the Human King Palace was intense, they still sent a large number of people to search for the disciples of the Human Desire Dao.
"It's time and fate. God-given ancient scriptures and secret techniques, Yan Yixi, use your head to pave the way for me this time."

Taking a look around, Prince Qinghe forcibly restrained his inner excitement, calmed down, and then walked back to the desk.

However, his actions have been noticed by many people.

Shenzi Luoxia Palace, who is also the seat of honor, frowned slightly, and gave Prince Qinghe a meaningful look. Recently, Ziwei Shenchao has caused countless disturbances.

The battle of Luzhou that shocked the world started because of the ancient scriptures of the gods, and it was the Ziwei God Dynasty who talked about the moving palace and the concept of longevity.

Moreover, all the kings were defeated and disappeared in that battle, and only King Zidu and his eldest disciple returned. Now that the Ziwei God Dynasty has launched a massive war to attack the Palace of Kings, the deep meaning is self-evident, and there is a high probability that it is a relationship with a foreign land. It's Ziwei's shame that people get along with each other.

The saint war that shook the four states before may be the beginning of this chaos.

But even if Ziwei Shenchao did so many evil things, not many forces stood up to support Renwangdian.

The attack on the moral level is effortless, but in reality, there are two Taoist slayers in the Ziwei Dynasty, and there is even a saint behind him.
After all, the Taoist Temple of Mingling Changsheng, the second most bitter master in the First World War in Luzhou, did not lend a helping hand, let alone other forces. In the current situation, no one wants to go to this muddy water.

As if feeling the gazes of the crowd, Prince Qinghe chuckled without any fear.

Now standing behind Ziwei Shenchao is Emperor Shenwu, not to mention attacking Renwangdian, even if he goes to war with Changsheng Temple, Baihuzhuang, Fusang Shenshu Kingdom, and Tianyao League.

As the royal family of the God Dynasty, he and You Rongyan wished that the God Dynasty would start a war, rule Ziwei, and rule the world.

After coldly scanning the group of cultivators, Prince Qinghe took out a piece of ancient purple jade, which is a high-level sound transmission talisman, enough to transmit sound across a state.
Southeast of Luzhou, Tianjin area,

This place was originally an area of ​​the Human King Palace, but now it has become a battlefield for two major forces.

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, the universe is changing, the murderous aura is dense, and densely packed monks are fighting in one place.

Three thousand cavalry roared up to the sky, the flames of war soared into the sky, and the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth rioted, pouring down like a mountain torrent, falling from the nine heavens.

For a moment, the whole world rioted, the spears were shining, the halberds were lying horizontally, and the army of the Ziwei God Dynasty was mighty and mighty, killing madly, shouting to kill the sky!

The arrow feathers were like waterfalls, the sky daggers shone, and the golden ancient chariot stepped on the wind and clouds. Wang Teng took the lead, holding the Heavenly Emperor's holy sword, and fought with the deputy head of the Human King Hall.

Both used holy soldiers, and the light and shadow scattered in an instant. The Northern Emperor was independent of the void, and the ancient chariot shone brightly, bursting out with thousands of rays of divine brilliance.

On the other side, the Vice-Hallmaster of the Hall of Human Kings looked indifferent. He was wearing a silver Taoist robe, with silver hair all over his head. The incomplete ancient seal on the top of his head floated up and down. monk.
On the top of the sea, Xiang Yufei stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression on his face.

In his eyes, there is a scene of disillusioned stars and fairy spirits, with sword eyebrows standing horizontally, with a purple gold crown on his head, black hair hanging down his waist behind him, heroic and extraordinary, with a unique demeanor, like an immortal king!

Opposite the sea of ​​clouds, an old gray-haired Taoist priest stood on the clouds, his eyes were vicissitudes, and his face was covered with wrinkles, like crumpled paper.

This is the younger brother of the old man Wang of Renwangdian, and a living fossil that has lived for 3000 years, and his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Dao Slashing.

Looking at the vigorous blood of the young man opposite, the gray-haired Taoist said with emotion: "Why are you forced to come here?"

Hearing this sentence, the emperor's eyes turned, and he said lightly, "Withdraw from the three domains, this battle is over."

His words are very blunt, the Palace of Human Kings is only the land of the five domains, and if they want to cede the three domains, unless the Palace of Human Kings is completely destroyed.

Just as Xiang Yufei thought, the gray-haired old man's expression froze, and he said in a cold voice: "Young people, don't be too arrogant, think back to when I discussed the Tao with your master."

"Arrogance? What do you mean by arrogance later on?"

The Emperor laughed lightly, and then bent his hand, a gap opened in the void, and a blue-gold battle spear pierced through the air, with the ferocity of slaughtering all souls, which made people shudder.

With a flash of his figure, he stepped on the Xingzi Jue, his escape speed was as fast as lightning, and he stabbed out with a spear, intending to take off the head of the Taoist.

"Humph!"

The gray-haired old man shot out a divine light from his eyes, creating a crack in the void.

He let out a clear whistle, and the gray hair on his head stood on end. At this moment, the aura of the gray-haired old man changed drastically. He seemed to have become a king of men, frightening the heroes, and everyone who looked at him would submit to him.

"Zheng!"

An ancient sword flew out, with the ferocity of killing alien enemies, and fell into the hands of the gray-haired old Taoist. He swung the sword light, and played a style of Sovereign Sword Qi that shattered all dharmas, making the world quiet. Thunderstorm, with unstoppable momentum.
At this time, Wang Teng, who was at the head, had already abandoned the peerless holy master, and killed through the enemy formation alone, and killed a powerful man in the palace of the king with a single sword. Countless Ziwei monks shouted in unison, and the momentum rose.

"Palace Master Beichen is invincible!"

Standing on the golden ancient chariot, Beidi also felt a little proud, which was an experience he had never had in the first half of his life, and it made him very addicted.

"kill!"

With a long roar, Wang Teng rushed out again with the holy chariot, and rushed towards the deputy hall master of the Human King Hall.

Limited by the incompleteness of the holy soldiers, although the silver-robed Taoist priest was angry, he could only be pulled by Wang Teng again and again, and he retreated while beating him. Terrifying, especially the mysticism of divine sense, which is comparable to him
Seeing this scene, the gray-haired old man felt a little distressed. He looked at Xiang Yufei faintly, his expression became colder, and his sword style became more fierce. He no longer cared about his own blood essence, and used the secret sword killing technique to kill him directly. Change lives.

"Boom!"

The blue-gold light was brilliant, the divine spear pierced the sky, and collided with the silver sword, making a loud noise.

The entire sky burst open immediately, the boundless void shattered by itself, and the heaven and earth fell into a great turmoil. This kind of momentum alone made the monks on the field palpitate. The battle of Dao Slashing was beyond everyone's imagination.

The Emperor of China wields the divine spear, his mood is like water, and every move is impeccable.

Although he has just entered the third heaven of Xiantai, he has practiced the ancient scriptures of the extreme way, and possesses many kinds of nine secrets. Even the king of Dacheng can fight for a short time without being afraid of the opponent.

The sword light cut open the sky, like the brightest morning star passing by, illuminating the world.

"Sword Control!" The gray-haired old man yelled, pinching his fingers and sacrificing the fairy sword.

Between the lightning and the flint, the silver light long sword escaped into the void, with shocking speed, the sword flew out, shattering all dharmas, the sound of Taoism resounded between heaven and earth, silver traces emerged one after another, all kinds of The runes flickered, like the sky collapsed and the earth fell, and the roar was deafening!
"Little Doyle!"

The emperor's pupils were shining, and the golden silk shoes took nine steps forward. He was holding a spear in his hand, and the imperial dragon aura lingered all over his body.

The yin energy is surging, the chaos is turbulent, and the immeasurable light blooms, and the vicissitudes of the age of mythology leap out. Dao lines are densely covered, black gold is the bone, and the light is the shape. overlap together.

At this moment, Xiang Yufei seemed to have become the monarch of death. His eyes were shining brightly, his majesty was majestic, and he possessed supreme majesty, like a god descending into the world.

"Ancient art destroys Dao!"

With a soft chirp, he raised his hand and struck out the blue-gold battle spear, and hit the holy sword from the hidden place in the space. The two soldiers exchanged, and the blue-white light was extremely blazing, drowning both of them.

The yin energy is falling, the yang energy is rising, and strands of chaos emerge from the mist. The gray-haired Taoist priest uses the secret technique of divine sense, and a beam of crystal bright light rushes out of Xiantai, which is blessed on the holy sword, making it powerful Up, the original decline was wiped out, and the constant confrontation with the Azure Gold Spear brought the battle situation into a stalemate.

The killing was fruitless, the ancient technique was fierce, and seeing that he could not defeat the opponent quickly, he waved his hands to the primordial spirit in Yufei's fairy platform, and recited the immortal method.

In the next moment, the emperor's forehead was shining brightly, bursting out with immortal light, and his spiritual thoughts gushed out, condensing into a crystal-clear and bright black-gold spear.

This is the divine mind killing technique he secretly cultivated with the word "before"!
The divine spear whined softly, it looked very inconspicuous, but it possessed a vast power that was destructive, indomitable, and invincible, which made people's hairs stand on end and was extremely frightening.

The moment the spear of divine sense appeared, it disappeared into the void, elusive.

The gray-haired old man noticed the abnormality, and moved to the side. The black light spear disappeared into the void, and then flew out, piercing the gray-haired old man's chest, bringing out a bunch of blood flowers.

"puff!"

The old man spattered blood, then retreated suddenly, and disappeared like a smear of clouds, leaving a pool of crystal clear blood in place.

The platinum long sword that was entangled with the green and gold spear also pierced through the clouds and went away through the air.

"If you want to leave, leave your life today!"

Xiang Yufei stepped forward, took a shot with his hand, and recalled the sacred spear of the holy way, and then his eyes were like lightning, and he chased him at extreme speed.

　Two in one!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)