Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 396 Absolute home court, all come to help the field (5k)

After being thrown out by Yu Ziqing, the long bridge, which was slightly larger than a palm, did not fly over the Bone God Bridge, but flew under the Bone God Bridge into the Dao Court, heading north all the way.

When the long bridge flew all the way and landed at the northernmost edge of the northern black land, it suddenly enlarged and connected with the northern part of the black land.

The long bridge stretches out all the way to the void in the north.

The place where the long bridge connects to the black earth is a seamless one, and the big-headed little blacks squatting on the railing jumped off one by one.

They lined up in two rows, and even those little blackheads who were born with playful smiles and weird smiles forced their faces into a solemn look. Together, they saluted with a big human gift.

No matter why Yu Ziqing did this, at this moment, he saved them.

The moment the long bridge and the black land were connected together, they knew that they no longer had to worry about being swallowed up, reduced to nutrients and completely disappeared.

This is a reversal of the irresistible general trend and destiny set from the very beginning.

For this alone, this is a great grace that cannot be repaid.

Because every little blackie is not just a person, each of them represents a clan name.

If they disappeared, the kind of ghosts they represented would also fall into a place of eternal doom.

To put it more bluntly, Jiao has become a complete vassal, or a part of the sleeping one.

To put it bluntly, since then, he has been completely reduced to an insect-like existence, and he has no qualifications to step into the Dao.

Nowadays, there are still some ghost kings with high intelligence, who can be regarded as walking on the ghost road. From now on, they will all be the lowest-level consumables.

This is their predetermined destiny.

And the saddest thing about this fate is that the one who is sleeping may not even look at those ghosts. Hearing the desperate wails, he will drown you in the filthy world because he thinks your screams are too harsh. In the sea of ​​mud.

But now, the long bridge has fallen into the Dao Court, giving all the little blacks an additional choice besides the only dead end.

Therefore, it was not that Yu Ziqing took the initiative to accept the long bridge into the Taoist court, or that the Taoist court took the initiative to integrate the long bridge.

It was the little black boys who took the initiative to join the Taoist court.

Little Heizi, I can't afford to worship you, and I'm waiting for Yu Ziqing to speak.

Yu Ziqing didn't speak, and the little black boys changed from bowing their hands to kneeling on the ground, waiting for Yu Ziqing to speak.

"Have you figured it out yet?
If you fully integrate, there is no way out.

If one day, I unfortunately fall and the Dao Court collapses...

I don't know what the result may be. "

The little Heizi immediately threw themselves to the ground and made a statement.

They didn't speak, but their strong thoughts seemed to be shouting.

When following Wang Zixuan, he was just on the run, delaying time.

But now, this is the only chance to fight, whether it is falling, annihilated, or lost forever.

At least it's not a dead end.

They are willing to bet everything, and they are willing to follow, no matter what the outcome, they are willing to accept.

Yu Ziqing nodded.

"Okay, as you wish."

Following Yu Ziqing's nod, a group of big-headed little blacks got up happily, and each of them took a small piece from the railing where they were squatting.

Then they rushed down from the long bridge together and stepped into the black soil.

One by one, they stacked the things in their hands.

Outside the long bridge, a large number of fragments were piled up to form a two-column building, which resembled a star gate.

After the stacking was successful, the lattice star gate continued to expand, and there were ice cracks all over it, as if it would be broken at any time.

There is a blank space above the door, waiting for an inscription.

The little Heizi stood under the door together, with their heads held high, expecting Yu Ziqing to fill in the last part.

Yu Ziqing felt the change of charm in the Taoist court, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

like……

This seems to be stealing the way.

I don't know if the real Taoism is this kind of feeling, if it is so weird.

However, the changes in Shen Yun cannot be fooled, and Yu Ziqing felt that this seemed to be really stealing the way.

However, this wasn't just a robbery where Yu Ziqing cut off the opponent's flesh and stuffed it into his own mouth with a knife.

This belongs to the stolen part. After cooking it myself, I fed it to Yu Ziqing's mouth.

It would be too hypocritical for Yu Ziqing to make three requests and three concessions.

Yu Ziqing stepped out in one step, stepped on the Bone God Bridge, entered the Taoist courtyard all the way, and came to the northernmost part of the black land.

He floated in front of the gate shaped like an archway, stretched out a hand, thinking about how to write an inscription.

Finally, I looked at my hand. I didn't use a pen for the inscription, and there was a sense of lack of program.

I looked through my inventory, but I really didn't find a large sum.

No wonder Lao Yang keeps talking about him, it's fine if his handwriting is extremely ugly, and he doesn't practice hard.

Now I don't even have the tools...

Although Yu Ziqing felt that he was just used to the old Chinese characters and changed to a different script, he couldn't get used to it all the time, and he would habitually write the characters here according to the habit of writing Chinese characters.

This caused Lao Yang to always feel that the words he wrote had a strange and awkward feeling that could not be explained.

To sum it up in one word, ugly.

Yu Ziqing looked through his errands, and finally found only a vermilion pen.

The vermilion pen from Anshizhishu.

And this happens to be the most suitable large sum.

Holding the vermilion pen in his hand, he meditated for a long while, and then with a wave of the pen, two big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes appeared on the door.

Simple and rude, but also suitable for the matter.

ghost door.

Two blood-soaked handwritings were imprinted on the door with a sizzling sound.

Although the word is as distinctive as ever, it contains a weird and awkward charm, with a sense of alienation. At this moment, there is an indescribable sense of perfect fit.

Yu Ziqing stepped back a little, looking at the words he inscribed, feeling satisfied.

It's not his dish, it's just not in the right place.

If the old sheep is replaced and the old sheep is forced to death, he will not be able to write such suitable characters.

As the two words were inscribed, a trace of blood centered on the handwriting, smudged along the ice-like lines, and filled all the cracks.

Then the traces of cracks began to slowly dissipate.

At this moment, in the depths of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, violent fluctuations emerged.

The awakened part of his consciousness sensed that someone had taken away his way, and what was taken away was his most important layout. He seemed to be crazy, and he couldn't care less about acting.

In the depths of the black mud sea, giants are churning, and the mind has already descended with the induction.

On the ghost gate, in the cracked gap, black mud-like power escaped, fighting against the bloody color, preventing the bloody color from filling the cracks, and allowing the ghost gate to completely solidify and take shape.

Yu Ziqing stood on the black ground, motionless, tilted his head in some doubts, and glanced upward at the ghost gate.

There is no need to ask who is coming. At this time, there is no second person who can sense the changes here, and can also contact through the sensor, and directly block it from the air.

but……

"By the way, aren't you in a deep sleep? You're not acting anymore?"

Before the other party could reply, Yu Ziqing's face darkened, and his figure slowly floated up.

"Who gave you the courage to come to my territory to act wild?"

Yu Ziqing stood in the air, the Yang God came out of his body, and instantly turned into a huge hungry ghost with eyes burning with blood flames.

The hungry ghost held the stone tablet of the source of the earth in his left hand, and the moment he landed, he saw a road full of ominous and treacherous aura emerge at his feet, extending all the way into nothingness.

Yu Ziqing raised his hand, and the Dadui Yuxi appeared in his palm.

All of a sudden, Datu Guoyun was full of food and drink, trained a body of tendons, full of vicious dogs with nowhere to vent their energy, and flocked to him.

Waiting for Yu Ziqing to borrow the fortune of the country, it would be like Chinese New Year.

Especially if there is a big move, it will be like the New Year, and it will also be awarded with dozens of months of year-end bonuses.

Just wait for the respected Emperor Dadui to strike with a heavy fist.

This time, Yu Ziqing didn't lead the way, and he didn't have time to use the source of the earth.

Dadui Guoyun rushed forward like a mad dog, not to mention that this place is the Taoist court built by Yu Ziqing after he repaired and cast the Taoist court.

That is definitely the absolute home field of Comparable Domain.

With Yu Ziqing holding a vermilion pen in his hand, the fate of the Great Dui Kingdom came roaring in, and the power of the divine dynasty was like a chasm breaking apart, unstoppable.

Yu Ziqing's aura climbed rapidly, imposing and majestic, holding a vermilion pen in his hand, as if holding the truth.

Gold threads permeate the vermilion brush, and an ancient "Dui" character emerges on the vermilion brush.

With a wave of Yu Ziqing's pen, golden and red writing flew out and hit the two pillars that were infested with black mud.

"An evil done by the sky is especially against it; an evil done by one's own self is not to be censured."

The words were like a hammer, blasting into the mud, like a soldering iron, sizzling and printing on the pillar, and slowly penetrated three points into the pillar.

The blood color spread from the handwriting, constantly pushing back the mud and filling the cracked gaps.

The roar came from the gap, as if it came from far away in the sky.

However, no matter how incompetent and furious he was, it was useless.

The little blacks took the initiative to surrender and cooperate. When the food was brought to his mouth, Yu Ziqing just opened his mouth to eat it, and this was the absolute home field.

Just relying on a god who has not yet recovered his true form and has an incomplete personality, he still wants to be presumptuous here, which is purely overthinking.

This way, if it is decided, it will not be easy for anyone to come.

……

In the void, Shen Yun, the God King of the Cliff, was unsteady, and when he sensed Dao Seizing, he was startled and angry.

A huge phantom of a giant emerged in the void.

And above the deep sea, suddenly, dark clouds were densely covered, the black clouds were like dragons, thunder roared, and the terrifying breath seemed to be revived.

In an unknown corner, King Qiyin huddled in his territory, hesitating, thinking about whether to respond.

In the darkness under the mountains and abyss, the tiger standing upside down and walking on the "big lid" stopped.

His face darkened and he cursed angrily.

"Dogs can't eat shit, so what do they want to do?"

Following his furious curse, in the darkness, the giant tiger that had its foot on the Greedy Demon King also let out a roar.

Even the tiger's roar couldn't completely cover up the screams of the Greedy Demon King.

The tiger felt it quietly, and the anger on his face dissipated, and he laughed wildly with a strange expression.

"Hahaha……"

"I said that I was in a hurry. It turned out that I was taken away, and I was still defeated."

The tiger stepped forward, ready to leave here and go to press the stage.

But then, he stopped.

He sensed something different.

After a great shock to Miyagi, Emperor Zhen walked out of the underground palace, his eyes flashing with thunder.

He flew high in the sky, lightning surged all over his body, and at the tip of the lightning, a wisp of annihilation air floated. Holding the jade seal of the Great Earthquake in his hand, he stood in the air with a solemn expression.

In the sky above the palace city of Dali, a burning cloud appeared, and the huge flames that reached the sky gathered into a big bird, looking towards the east.

Even in the void, that piece of land where no one could sense the fall of the ancient gods, the retired old Qianhuang also opened his eyes.

His eyes looked into the void, and he felt that the Daqian Chaofa he had completed was about to move.

His grand devotion to the court is passing some information to him, some information that has been annihilated in the years.

This is, there are races who are robbing the Tao, the Tao of the gods.

The old Emperor Gan looked into the void with a sneer on his face.

He didn't know who was taking the way, but it didn't matter.

No matter who it is at the moment, he is willing to help the scene.

He squeezed the Yin Jue with his hand, sat cross-legged, the charm gathered, turned into a lotus flower, and slowly bloomed.

In the distorted sky of the deep sea, a little divine light suddenly appeared, piercing the lead cloud.

An ancient dry word suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the lead clouds were pierced one after another, and ancient characters emerged one by one.

Shock, leave, exchange.

Gen, represented by the tiger, hadn't appeared for a long time. However, after only a few breaths, he saw that the lead cloud was forcibly torn open a huge hole stretching thousands of miles like a rag.

The tiger's claws protruded from the lead cloud all the time, tearing it apart forcibly.

A huge tiger head poked out from the lead cloud, a pair of tiger eyes, showing arrogance and domineering, looking at the twisted and weird deep sea below.

"Do you want to bet that I dare to overturn the table?"

Silence is Cambridge tonight...

The weird ones in the deep sea huddled in their lairs one by one, not daring to move.

The huge vortex in the depths of the deep sea is still spinning quietly.

Everything is so quiet.

In the unknown void, the Seven Yin King, who was already hesitant, muttered to comfort himself.

"Anyway, it's irreversible, it can't be stopped, why waste effort..."

He wrapped his lair like a quilt, and moved quietly into a more remote and deeper void.

The cliff god king stood up again, and stood there quietly, knowing that there was no other way, it was unstoppable.

After a long time, Dao Dao occurred again.

This time, it was much simpler, smoother, and faster than when Shi Duo Dao was started.

While this stalemate was still going on, a dragon roar came from the west of the deep sea, piercing through the clouds and piercing the sun, directly penetrating all the way to the deep sea.

A phantom of a huge black dragon stretching for thousands of miles appeared in the sky above the immovable continent.

The pressure of the real dragon spread throughout the world.

This means that the true dragon has truly been born.

The thick lead cloud above the deep sea also slowly dissipated.

Because, it was too fast, everything happened too fast, it was impossible to stop it, and Dao Seizing was almost over.

Everyone didn't understand why, why it ended so quickly, it was simply unimaginable.

Back then, when such a scheming guy tried to steal the way from the God King on the cliff, he always dug a hole and waited to jump. Just like this, it took a lot of effort to succeed in winning the way.

The only explanation they could think of was that the guy in the Abyss of Sinking was really useless.

It was as if someone had been pressed to the ground and an arm had been forcibly chopped off, and it was over when the knife was raised and dropped.

None of the helpers on either side expected this to be the case.

In the north of Dao Court, Yu Ziqing stood in the air, just watching quietly, looking at Bloody, following the crack, piercing through the mud like a broken bamboo.

The crack on the ghost gate disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the last crack disappeared, all the sludge disappeared, and the connection with that person was completely cut off.

The huge portal stands in one piece on the black earth, as if it has been here from the very beginning.

Those little blacks were not so nervous at the moment, they kowtowed a little excitedly, and celebrated their victory a little madly.

Yu Zi quietly comprehended here, comprehended what he sensed from the other party at the moment of connection just now.

He didn't have that much effort to fight with the other party.

This time the induction captured too many things that could not be sensed before, and this is the big harvest.

As for the success in seizing the Dao, Yu Ziqing was not surprised.

The previous conditions are all paved, and the food is fed to the lips, and it is an absolute home field.

Of course, none of this is the most important.

Yu Ziqing looked at the natural gap on the long bridge.

This is the most important.

The most deadly flaw was there from the very beginning, even if he didn't succeed in seizing the Tao, Yu Ziqing could still use this flaw.

Because, he and the hungry ghost he represents are this fatal flaw.

Even if the long bridge and the little black men are all swallowed up by the one in the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, for Yu Ziqing, there will always be something in that guy, his personality, that only Yu Ziqing can use, and he is completely defenseless. live flaws.

In Yu Ziqing's eyes, he has already broken his defense, and this is the key to his overwhelming momentum.

Yu Ziqing looked at those big-headed little blackheads who were cheering happily. Looking at them now, they seemed to be much more pleasing to the eye, ugly and cute.

Yu Ziqing smiled and said.

"Stay with peace of mind. Since I've left you guys behind, I'll definitely do it thoroughly. Now you don't have to worry about being swallowed up and turned into nutrients to complete your personality."

Yu Ziqing didn't disturb the celebration of the little black boys, he turned and left.

As for the harvest, let's realize it slowly in the future.

He walked out of the Bone God Bridge, looked beyond the sky, and arched his hands in several directions.

No matter what, they are helping the scene.

……

The muddy sea of ​​troubled times seemed to be boiling, and those bastards were hiding by the sea, huddled together to keep warm.

In the deepest part of the muddy sea of ​​troubled times, that person's consciousness is still waking up bit by bit.

But he couldn't wait.

Moreover, there is no way to go on the road that has been set.

That part of Tao has been taken away before it has completely transformed into a new personality.

Duo was insane and merciless.

He calmed down quickly, and he had to think about how he should go in the future.

(End of this chapter)