The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 440 The Saint Stands for Four Heavens (Two in One, Please Subscribe)

On this day, on the wild land of the ancient universe, a voice full of arrogance resounded.

"This sage of many treasures, set up a chaotic sky here!"

"Chaos Heaven, all vicious and vicious people are welcome, as long as they have enough strength to survive. Chaos Heaven, as the name suggests, the more chaotic the better, and you are even welcome to challenge me! However, if the challenge fails, the only end is death!"

As soon as the voice fell, a staircase hung down from the infinite height of the void, and fell straight down to the wild land.

"This is the ladder of chaos. Those who climb this ladder will have the qualification to reach the chaotic sky! However, when climbing the ladder, it will also be accompanied by endless sniper kills. Those who can complete the ladder can enter the holy order!"

After Taoist Duobao set up Chaos Heaven, Empress Yunxiao also set up a day, named Good and Evil Heaven, to reward and punish good and evil in the ancient universe with Hunyuan Jindou.

Zhuang Wangu established Nanhuatian...

"Everyone has set up their own dojo and started to promote their own ideas..."

Hao Jian stood on the top of the first mountain in the ancient universe, rubbing his chin and muttering to himself.

"Oh, I really can't help it! An excellent person like me always inadvertently shows that he doesn't fit in with everyone..."

"Why don't we just call..."

"Sunday!"

He finally thought of the name of his dojo, so he opened his mouth and announced:
"I am Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"Hehe...you made a mistake! I am Hao Jian, the cheap saint. The number one saint in the ancient universe is just a mere sage. Today, I set up Sunday here, and I am the holy dojo!"

As he spoke, Hao Jian's body soared upwards, opening up an independent space at an infinite height above Yujing Mountain.

In the distance, several mountain ranges appeared in the hazy distance, and the roots of the mountains were connected to the veins of the sky, reaching the top of the sky.The sun shines on the clear forest, surrounded by thousands of red mist;

Nearby, there are three or two small buildings in a patchwork pattern, the stream is trickling, and the drizzle is misty.

Hao Jian's figure appeared at the highest point, looking around, he was quite satisfied with his decoration style.

This is the Sunday of his sage dojo, which is different from the Sanqing Heaven in the primordial universe and even the Good and Evil Heaven and the Chaos Heaven in the ancient universe. Strange smell, cheap smell!
Those who suffer from this shame will all
Stretching out his hand, a quaint erhu appeared, and as he pulled it slowly, the sad and desolate sound of the erhu spread throughout the barren land.

In an instant, countless people from all over the world couldn't help but think of the sad things in their hearts, and they all burst into tears with endless grief.

Lang Fanyun, who was in the process of training, was stunned when he heard this voice, and the voice and smile of his former wife seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and he burst into tears before he knew it...

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In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.

The powerful quasi-sages are all looking forward to the appearance of the saint Kong Xuan, but the strange thing is that Kong Xuan has never established his own dojo, nor has he declared his existence in the wild world.

As for Hao Jian and other four sages all living above the Nine Heavens, Hao Jian, Yun Xiao, and Zhuang Wangu even ignored the disputes on the earth, and let all the countries join forces and conquer each other.

There are not many quasi-sages under the saints, and there are many powerful people who are famous all over the world.

There are veteran powerhouses such as Yandi, Huangdi, Bole, Jiuye, Luya, Mo Fei, etc., as well as new powerhouses who rise like comets, such as Yang Jian, Pang Ban, Yingsheng, Lang Fanyun, Ximen Chuuxue, Ye Gucheng Wait.

These tyrannical quasi-sages are all vying for the last holy seat!
In the jungle, Lang Fanyun, who was holding the Sword Overcoming Rain, saw a dragon!

This is a very strong pterosaur. Its body is more than [-] feet long, with two wings on its back, a large and long head, a pointed snout, small nose, eyes, and ears, large eye sockets, high eyebrow arches, and sharp teeth. , with a protruding forehead, a thin neck and a large belly, a long tail, strong limbs, and a whole body covered in jet-black patches.

"Ying Long!" A name naturally appeared in Lang Fanyun's heart!
This is the strongest under the Yellow Emperor!
Ying Long's target is not him, but another dragon, a long dragon, the first dragon born in the ancient universe!

Candle Yin!

The body is thousands of miles long, the whole body is red, and it lives in Zhangwei Mountain. It is regarded as day, closed as night, blown as winter, exhaled as summer, does not drink, does not eat, does not breathe, and breathes as wind.

"You came from the prehistoric universe. As a general under the Yellow Emperor, you are very strong!" Zhu Yin stared at Ying Long and spoke slowly.

Ying Long said with a smile: "I know, you were born in the ancient universe, and there are many unjudged beasts under your command! So, what are you doing to stop me?"

Zhu Yin said in a low voice: "I want to kill you!"

Ying Long was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "As long as you can kill me!"

After only a moment of confrontation, the battle began.

The strongest dragon in the prehistoric universe VS the strongest dragon in the ancient universe.

Neither of the two strong men had the idea of ​​fighting in human form, but directly started the most primitive fight.

"Oh!"

The moment they collided with each other, the earth was like an earthquake, countless thick cracks spread rapidly to the surroundings, and the aftermath of the terrifying mana collision rapidly spread to the surroundings.

The Kingdom of Gentlemen and the Kingdom of Anti-Tongue, which were closest to the battlefield, suffered directly from the disaster...

Points are scored with one hit, no match!

But at this moment, a transparent air shield suddenly appeared in the Junzi Kingdom, covering the entire country in an instant, easily blocking the aftermath of the battle between the two powerful men, and eliminating the catastrophe invisible.

Lang Fanyun shrank his eyes, "The means of a saint! It's Kong Xuan! He's actually here..."

"Of course He is here! Duobao is in charge, Yunxiao is in charge of good and evil, Lao Zhuang is happy...Kong Xuan is different from us!" Hao Jian appeared beside Lang Fanyun, and said leisurely, "However, old man Lang, which dragon do you like more?"

Lang Fanyun was not surprised by Hao Jian's appearance. After hearing the words, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "Although I am more emotionally inclined to Zhuyin, my reason tells me that Yinglong can become the number one under the Yellow Emperor. It's far more than that. Zhuyin, the native dragon of the ancient universe, is still a little tender compared to Yinglong who has cultivated for countless years..."

As if to prove Lang Fanyun's words, Ying Long took human form and said leisurely: "Zhuyin, you are indeed the strongest dragon clan born in the ancient universe! To show my respect to you, I can let you see me The strongest method!"

"After all, I like to eat beasts, especially dragons. If I don't have the means to suppress the bottom of the box, how dare I eat dragons?"

As he said that, Ying Long flipped his hand, and the left hand that had been hidden in the sleeve finally came out.

Obviously his exposed skin is fair, like a woman's, but his left hand is pitch black and covered with scales.

Not like a human hand, but like a dragon's claw!

"My real trump card is called 'shrinkage'!" Ying Long yelled, and stretched out his left hand in a hurry, covering Zhuyin with endless black mist.

"This trick..." Lang Fanyun's pupils shrank into needlepoints in an instant.

Even Hao Jian couldn't help showing a look of surprise.

Zhu Yin had no power to resist at all, and kept shrinking as Ying Long's left hand approached, shrinking from a body of thousands of miles to more than three feet in the blink of an eye!
Ying Long's shrinking is basically an advanced application of the law of space. An extremely small and strong space is formed between the palms, and then the space is meticulously shrunk, shrinking together with Zhuyin's body.

This move is similar to Zhen Yuanzi's sleeve Qiankun!

But even Hao Jian has to admit that Ying Long's move is more subtle than "Sleeve Cosmos", and it is also more difficult to resist!
It's not that Ying Long is stronger than Zhen Yuanzi, in terms of strength, he's still a lot worse, it's just that this skill alone is more subtle.

In the blink of an eye, the mini version of Zhuyin was caught by Ying Long.

He looked at the candle in his palm, and said flatly: "You are already proud enough to force me to use my strongest supernatural power!"

After all, Zhuyin was grabbed by him and opened his mouth to chew!

"Lao Lang, if you are against Shang Yinglong, what are your chances of winning in the face of the almost unsolvable 'shrinkage'?" Hao Jian smiled.

Lang Fanyun calmly held the Rain-Funing Sword, and said lightly: "You should ask, how much chance does he have to escape under my sword."

Hao Jian was taken aback, and then laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, good! Very good! You are qualified to talk about how to revive sister-in-law Xixi."

There is no doubt that Lang Fanyun's talent is extremely terrifying, even in the heavens and myriad worlds, there are very few who can match it.

Back in the world of "Overturning the Rain and Clouds", he was not the son of luck, but he occupied the absolute luck of that side of the world!

The talents of the world share one stone, Lang Fanyun monopolizes eight buckets, Pang Ban takes one bucket, and the rest share one bucket!
This is not an exaggeration!

Lang Fanyun is a true talent of the sky. He has never had a master since he embarked on the path of cultivation. Of course, he has no unique knowledge inherited. He just sat by the Dongting Lake and watched the waves of Dongting Lake, and he realized it without a teacher. The "Rain Covering Sword Art" in the world!
Since he was broken and came to the Three Thousand Great Universe, he finally has a higher space. He has been immersed in the affectionate attachment to Ji Xixi, but his cultivation base is like riding a rocket, soaring upwards .

Not to mention Pang Ban, Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng are the talents of another plane, who have they ever convinced?

But ever since they met Lang Fanyun, these two Xeon Sword Gods and Sword Immortals had to admit that they were slightly inferior.

Those who are more than love are more than swords!

As deep as Lang Fanyun's love is, how bright his sword light is!
And since being awakened by Hao Jian to reverse time and revive his dead wife, Lang Fanyun seems to have returned to the time when he was sitting alone in Dongting Lake to enlighten the Tao, and he has abruptly improved from the level of ordinary quasi-sage to the point where he is now close to sub-sage!
Now, the three of Pang Ban have been left behind by him. Looking at the ancient universe, the only ones who can be his opponents are Mo Fei, Shura, Bole, Jiuye...and Yang Jian.

That's right, another one who also rose like a comet is Yang Jian!

In the past, Yang Jian had only used more than twenty moves under Mo Fei's hands. If Mo Fei hadn't dared to kill because of the fear of Yuding, Yang Jian would have been gone for a long time...

Yang Jian, who had suffered a disastrous experience, did not just sink into the magic barrier. Under the tempering of the real person Yuding, he once again burst out with a more dazzling light than before!

Ever since he left Yuding and came to the ancient universe, Yang Jian did not know how many strong men he had fought, and forced his way out. He became the number one saint among today's saints along with Mo Fei, Bole, Jiuye, Shura, and Lang Fanyun. A strong team.

The amazingly talented Mo Fei, Shura with thousands of people and faces, Bo Le, the teacher of thousands of people, the last heir of the dinosaur clan, the former overlord of the wilderness, the Jiuye leader, who replaced the former god of war Yang Jian with the title of Xing Tian, ​​and the extremely The lover is like the waves of the sword turning the clouds.

These six are the most powerful contenders for the last holy seat!
"Let's go, go to Junzi Country to see the way of the sage Kong Xuan."

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In the gentleman's country, there is the sound of reading aloud everywhere, the country of clothes and hats, and the temperament is fair.

But at this moment, in a corner of the Junzi Kingdom, a strong man was holding a human leg and munching.

"If you want to talk about the taste, the gentlemen in the Junzi Kingdom taste better!" the strong man sighed.

This brawny man is none other than Jiang Shen Jiangdu, a general under Emperor Yan, who likes to eat human flesh.

Jiang Du felt that the taste of this gentleman citizen who never lied was extraordinarily delicious.

After eating one in two or three, Jiang Du smacked his lips, still a little bit unfinished, eating one is also eating, eating two is also eating...

So, Jiang Du couldn't stop just like eating Xuanmai.

"There is righteousness in the heaven and the earth. Miscellaneous Fu is popular, the stars are on the top, and the mountains are on the bottom..."

The sound of reading came from a private school called Yuewei Thatched Cottage. Jiang Du stood outside the private school and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the chai door of the private school opened with a creak, and a young scholar walked out, holding a scroll of bamboo and silk, looking at Jiang Du.

"Hi, my name is Kong Xuan." The young man in green shirt smiled and said, "Excuse me, what's your name?"

Jiang Du was stunned for a moment, then said blankly: "My name is Jiang Du, and I am here to take the Junzi Kingdom by order of Emperor Yan."

After finishing speaking, his expression changed, and he felt as if he had just woken up from a dream, "Who the hell are you?"

"Mr. Kong, Mr. Kong, it's not good, someone has been eaten! The streets outside are full of bones!" A student stumbled in and terrified.

Hearing this, Jiang Du grinned and said, "Jie Jie Jie Jie...that's what I ate!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man in front of him suddenly came to him, stretched out his hand and strangled his neck.

"I said, my name is Kong Xuan! Could it be that you haven't heard of my name?"

Jiang Du's face was pale, he never thought that the scholar in front of him was actually one of the five legendary saints!

This... how is this possible?

"The big hermit hides in the court, the middle hermit hides in the city, and the little hermit hides in the wild! Kong Xuan, you have chosen a good place..." A leisurely voice came, and Hao Jian and Lang Fanyun floated in.

"Help...help me..." Jiang Du turned his head back and begged for help with difficulty.

Kong Xuan said coldly: "No one can save you, including your master Yandi! If he dares to come, just like you, he will never return!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Du's body and spirit disappeared.

Then, he looked at Hao Jian, then at Lang Fanyun, and said, "I want to establish a religion! The third religion besides Taoism and Buddhism is Confucianism!"

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(End of this chapter)