The years when I created the ancient heaven

Push time forward a little,
Zhongshan Fudi,

In the empty hall, there are turbulent currents of mana impact everywhere. The distorted time and space are intertwined with the mighty water waves, completely wrapping the entire hall.

Sometimes it is like a thunderbolt, roaring and making loud noises that are as loud as the sky;

Sometimes time goes back, and the broken void becomes normal bit by bit;
Sometimes it is like the tide of the sea, layer upon layer, shaking the world, and time is broken wherever it passes.

Outside the palace and in the blessed land, there were countless fairies, guards, maids, and servants. They looked at this scene in horror, but they did not dare to take a step forward.

In the main hall, Zhulong was sitting on the white jade steps, supporting his body with his hands on the ground. When he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of golden blood, his face as pale as paper.

But his eyes were still calm, and he didn't seem too surprised by what happened.

Opposite him, Ying Long stood face to face, with majestic dragon horns, a surge of magic power all over his body, a nervous smile on his face, and a pair of eyes as red as blood, glowing with a faint demonic light.

"Why are you forcing me? Why are you forcing me?"

Zhulong murmured like this, and the magic light in his eyes became even more intense: "Didn't you promise me? After the matter on the Taiyin Star is settled, it's time to point the finger at the heaven?"

"Have you seen any fairyland that can tolerate the coexistence of two major forces?

When two strong powers compete for hegemony, either you will die or I will live. I have broken this simple truth with you and broken it into pieces. Why don’t you understand it? "

"Heaven, Heaven, not to mention the so-called headquarters, just here, do you see how quickly they develop?"

"It's only been a few years, but it's only been like this for a hundred years. If another thousand years had passed, we, the Butian Sect, would still be in trouble!"

"To kill him while he is weak, shouldn't we take advantage of the fact that they haven't grown strong enough to kill him?"

"How simple is this truth? How simple?"

"But how did you do it?"

As if he had firmed up what he was thinking, Yinglong's voice became louder and louder, and in the end it even became a shocking roar, as if he was venting his frustration.

Zhulong watched quietly, looked at his distorted face, looked at his venting roar, and then slowly said: "So, you can usurp power and seize the throne?"

"This..." Yinglong's expression froze:
"Have you forgotten that I was appointed by Zulong as the Territory Master of Butian Sect stationed in the Blue Star Realm, in charge of all affairs in this realm and to deal with all crises.

And you, at best, are just a guest.

Even if I make a wrong decision, even if I do nothing, I still have to explain to Zulong, what does it have to do with you? ! "

"You can sue and accuse, but look at what you are doing now, what are you doing?"

Zhulong's words were not intense, and even a little weak. They were just spoken in a clear voice, but they made Yinglong struggle.

I saw the expressions on his face changing, ranging from resentment to persistence, weakness to pain, and the magic light in his eyes flickered on and off.

But within a moment, he murmured again: "It's too late, yes, it's too late.

Reporting to Zulong and waiting for someone from the headquarters to investigate will not only weaken the momentum of our dragon clan and allow other upper three clans to watch the excitement, but also give heaven time to react. "

"Yes, yes, yes, that's it, so I have to do it."

He seemed to have convinced himself again...

A flash of disappointment flashed in Zhulong's eyes, but he still said: "What you are scattering in the air must be the 'Sands of Time', right?

Not one of the top fairy materials in the time system can be activated through special means, and then have the effect of disrupting the operation of the power of time.

If not, it’s still unclear who will win and who will lose in a battle between you and me? ! "

Ying Long nodded and said very bachelorly: "I admit that in a fair fight, even if I can win, I still can't defeat you. The magic power of time is so helpless."

“But what I’m more curious about is, who gave you the ‘Sands of Time’?

This kind of fairy material can only be produced in certain special areas in the long river of time, and it is very rare. I have never obtained it. Where did you get it from? "

"This……

Yeah, where did I get that? Why can't I remember? It seems, it seems like it was a mysterious person. The mysterious person gave it to me? "

Zhulong asked: "Who is that mysterious person?"

"Who is it? Who is it? Why can't I remember it? My head hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

As if he was really suffering from a headache, Ying Long's face was distorted, his screams with clear pain came out of the hall, and at a moment, he was hit hard again.

boom!
Grabbing the ground with his head, the white jade ground cracked into pieces, and spider web-like lines spread outward, but he still didn't stop, one after another!
Bang bang bang!

After dozens of consecutive hits, Yinglong's head was cracked, and blood flowed down his cheek, making him even more violent and chaotic.

But at a certain moment, he seemed to have found a reason for himself: "Yes, yes, it's not important anymore, it's really not important.

The important thing is to capture you first and then control the Butian Sect in this area. "

"At that time, I will be able to mobilize all my troops, summon the dragon kings of the four seas, thousands of water tribes, and countless monsters and monsters, and completely wipe out the heaven."

"As long as the Heavenly Court is wiped out, I, the Butian Sect, will be able to dominate this world and be passed on to generations to come!"

"That's it, that's right, just do it. When the time comes, even Zulong will have to praise me for a job well done."

"As for the sacrifices made in the process?"

"Are they important?"

"It's not important, it's not important at all!"

Zhulong never spoke again, nor did he want to.

He just watched quietly, seeing Yinglong muttering to himself as if his face was changing, or splitting into two people, talking to each other.

But even so, the collision between the two torrents of mana in the void never stopped.

Even when Yinglong was in pain, he did not let down his guard at all.

At this moment, Zhulong's eyes completely lost their luster, and he let out a deep sigh, knowing that the Yinglong he was familiar with would never come back.

He also knew that some things were inevitable!
Meeting Ying Long's scarlet demonic eyes again, Zhu Long supported his body and stood up hard.

He asked: "Then what are you going to do with me? Imprison me, or kill me outright?"

"Of course...imprisonment?!"

"No, I must kill you. Only by killing you can all the disciples of Butian and the Shui Tribe of the Demon Kingdom surrender to me!"

Monster Ying Long said with a smile: "Of course, don't worry, don't worry, naturally it wasn't me who killed you, but an assassin from heaven.

They deceived the many guards and stabbed you to death in this palace.

As a result, Butian Sect has lost its leader, and I, Lord Yinglong, will naturally inherit your legacy and authority, and I will also avenge you. "

Zhulong finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "The plan is full of loopholes, and its implementation is impossible. So, I just want to say that you are really daydreaming!!!"

"Why? Why, I think it's good?"

“Because Heavenly Court is not as weak as you think, and because all Butian disciples and demon immortals are not as stupid as you think.

Especially because, with me, you can't succeed! "

At the end of his words, he roared. The last roar from Zhulong, with his anger and unwillingness, turned into a circling real dragon and crashed into it. "Come on, come on, let me fight vigorously!"

"For the glory of Zulong, for the great cause of Butian Sect, and for me, Zhulong's pride!"

"Even if it means death, you must rather die than surrender!"

Even though Ying Long behaved in such a confused manner, his reaction was not slow either. As soon as the cloud air spread, the huge dragon body circled upwards, trying not to get out of the way.

"Okay, okay, in the last battle, I will help you!"

"Way to go, well to go!"

boom!
The next second, the entire hall exploded completely, and the formation spread within the wall only flickered with light before being completely extinguished.

Then, the huge palace collapsed like gravel!
Two real dragons were seen rushing out from it, circling and dancing, spreading to the sky. As the clouds rolled in, one could see gold and white constantly colliding, colliding, and colliding.

But this collision did not last long, a miserable howl came, with the unwillingness and anger before death,
I saw that the golden dragon had fallen from the clouds and crashed into the earth.

The leader of the Blue Star Butian Sect, Zhulong Longjun, fell into the hands of his brothers.

And above the earth, Zhongshan Paradise has already become a hell of corpses.

An unknown number of guards and servants were beheaded, and an unknown number of domesticated birds and beasts were all turned into corpses.

They all died in the hands of their former partners. At the last moment before death, all they could see were their twisted faces and eyes glowing with magic light.

By the time Ying Long fell from the sky, they had completed the slaughter and gathered around him.

Circles and layers, all of them were half-kneeling on the ground with weird magic light in their eyes.

Yinglong fell among them, like a king descending,
But at this moment, he didn't feel much joy as a winner. Instead, tears filled his eyes and fell from the corners of his eyes.

Mixed with the injuries and blood on his forehead, it made people feel a little more miserable.

However, his voice had never been colder than before: "Preach my will, command three mountains and six caves, dragon palaces in all directions, demon kingdoms in the world, and countless water veins.

Wherever the sun and moon shine, wherever mountains and rivers go, and all the disciples of Butian mobilize their armies, I will belong to the heaven and I will fight to the death! "

……

The small world of heaven,
Heavenly Palace.

A group of transparent clouds moves. Wherever it passes, everything is suspended and time freezes. Only one person and a demon are walking among them, leisurely.

"This place is the Lingxiao Palace, the core of power in heaven, where immortals and gods gather to deal with all living beings in the three realms and major events in the heavens.

This design, this carving, this material, wow, it's not vulgar, it has that flavor. "

After the candle dragon phantom circled around the huge Lingxiao Palace, he looked at Mo Chengjun and asked, "Tell me, what does it feel like when you convene a group of immortals for a meeting here?
Is it awe-inspiring? Is it powerful? "

Mo Chengjun twitched his lips and said feebly: "It's not bad!"

Changing the subject, he asked: "Did Zu Long tell you these?"

"Of course not. This ancestor of our Dragon Clan is very tight-lipped. Even if he has made a decision in his heart, he cannot publicize it everywhere. How can he be so talkative?"

Mo Chengjun was puzzled: "Then how did you know?"

Zhulong turned his head and looked at him, with a strange smile on his face: "Our ancestors can step into the long river of time, traverse the universe, and see the past and the future at the same time.

Then why do you think I, Lord Zhulong, the controller of time, can't go to the river of time? "

Mo Chengjun opened his eyes, his heart boiling, and he understood instantly.

He was silent and then asked: "Then when did you board the river of time?"

Zhulong spit out two words: "What do you think?"

Mo Chengjun thought for a while and said: "It shouldn't be long. I guess it will be before the birth of the Taiyin Star."

"A little earlier, right after you take three drops of my life essence and blood."

Zhulong smiled and said: "Although our progress is indeed slower compared to your Heavenly Court, over the years, I am not without merit.

Furthermore, although the Butian Sect has a ban, it does not target demons and immortals who can ascend the river of time. There is still a lot of information available. I naturally read it and learned it, and I went there if I was strong enough. "

"I just didn't expect that when I went to see it, the surprise turned into horror!"

Saying this, they had already walked out of the Lingxiao Palace and floated to a high place. Zhulong's eyes flashed and he pointed in another direction and asked, "Where is that?"

Mo Chengjun followed his eyes and saw among the clouds and mist, one could see the peach fairy plants rising from the ground.

He said: "That's the Peach Garden, and inside it is a kind of fairy plant that I planted in large quantities."

"Is it really a peach garden?!"

Zhulong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he ran forward on the cloud. Mo Chengjun could only follow after seeing it.

In a moment, they were close, and they saw the flat peach fairy plants exuding a hazy fairy light, with branches hanging down, and pink miasma floating among them, like a dream.

There are still flat peaches hanging on the treetops, some big and some small, all white with red inside, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Zhulong came close to him and sniffed it as if he was intoxicated. He didn't know if his phantom still had a sense of taste, but judging from his expression, it seemed like that.

Turning his head, he asked: "How many flat peach trees do you have? Is it more than [-]?"
Is it divided into three levels? The lowest one, [-] plants, can be used by people to become immortals and light-weight; the middle [-] plants can be used by people to ascend to the sky and become immortal after eating it; and the following ones One thousand two hundred plants..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Mo Chengjun shouted quickly, his voice rising a little higher: "Zhulong, you are not ignorant, do you think this is possible?

If someone told you that if you eat a flat peach, you won't even have to practice cultivation, and you will become an immortal directly. Would you believe it? "

Zhulong nodded: "I definitely thought he was a lunatic, but didn't your heavenly court create a blessed heavenly official?"

"That's the ancient method of becoming an immortal, the method of immortal roots and spiritual seeds. I just asked each of them to claim a flat peach immortal plant."

Mo Chengjun had to explain: "As for the specific number of peach trees, it naturally exceeds [-], and the number will become more and more.

However, the quality is somewhat inferior, and there cannot be that many that reach the level of immortal plants. "

However, at this moment, Mo Chengjun couldn't help but ask: "But, where did you know all this?"

"Time flows, time flows!
If you can go back in time, I can naturally do the same. I found a few books of "Journey to the West" and "The Romance of the Gods" and read them carefully. I figured out everything I needed to know. "

At this moment, Zhulong showed a stronger temper than Mo Chengjun: "However, Mo Chengjun, Master Mo, patrolling immortal official, co-master of the heaven, I am dead, my soul was beaten to pieces, and my true spirit died.

Before I die, I want to go to your heaven to have a good look and take a walk, so what? "

"What you want to know, I will naturally let you know and explain clearly. Why do you have to be so anxious at this moment?"

"I just want to see if the heaven that Zulong entrusted with the hope of civilization and cost me my life is worth such a big sacrifice on my part?
But is it really not possible? "

At this moment, Mo Chengjun was speechless. He paused and said, "Okay, if you want to see it, I will take you to have a good look at my heavenly world."

"Okay, let's go now, I don't have much time, we have to hurry up!"

Zhulong changed the topic and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, if I am happy, I will definitely give you a huge benefit before I leave."

I really want to say that I haven’t coded enough, and I want to continue writing, but unfortunately, I don’t have enough time...