Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 443
In fact, the turmoil in Yangcheng has attracted the attention of many forces in Dongsheng Divine Continent. Now, with the birth of the sacred weapon, the killing of a living fossil of the Golden Crow tribe and four powerful men, the whole ancient Ziwei star is destined to be shaken. .

"Someone is holding a holy weapon to help the Sun God Cult!"

In a certain ancient city in Shenzhou, someone received the news and immediately screamed, causing a stir.

"Who? How dare you act like this!"

"I haven't heard anything about the Holy Artifact for at least 500 years. Which force is it?"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Many inquiries rang out.

"It seems to be the Taiyin lineage. There is a strong extremely Yin holy power remaining outside the city, which freezes and annihilates everything."

"Ah? How is it possible? The Duanmu clan has participated in many actions to suppress the Sun God Cult in the past, and they will definitely not help..."

"No! According to ancient history, Taiyin does not refer to Duanmu, they refer to doves occupying magpie nests."

"Fellow Taoist, be careful, never mention this matter, otherwise it will inevitably lead to disaster."

Unfaithful and unjust, unkind and unfilial, killing the bloodline of the Human Emperor and stealing the Human Emperor's orthodoxy, this is what the Duanmu clan is all about.Today, this group of vicious people have been dominating the world in the name of the Taiyin Sect for tens of thousands of years. Anyone who talks about this past event and the truth will be bloody hunted.

"Perhaps, the true descendants of that line still exist, but they are always hiding in the dark."

"That's right, it's really admirable to help the Sun Emperor's bloodline inheritance at a critical moment."

"Hehe, there's going to be a big mess. The Golden Crow clan has a profound background and will never give up. The Duanmu clan who stays out of the matter will definitely investigate."

"Let what has passed away be passed away. The lineage of the two Holy Emperors has lasted for millions of years. It is time to disappear and make things easier for those who will follow."

The whole world is talking a lot, speculating on all possibilities, and paying close attention to this storm that is destined to affect the ancient star Ziwei.

There are those who sigh with regret, but they are very few.

Most of the monks were gloating over the misfortune, not caring about the great achievements of the two ancient holy emperors to the human race, but looking forward to their inheritance being completely cut off, falling from the clouds, and being stepped into the soil again.

As for the people who provided assistance, there was no one.

Only when the dark turmoil comes and these white-eyed wolves fall into despair, will they cry and say sorry to the Holy Emperor and beg the two deceased human emperors to create a miracle and save them.

But at the center of all the turmoil, the oldest gate of the human race, Yang City, was quite peaceful.

In a slightly dilapidated palace, Meng Fan had swallowed the elixir made from the essence of the Ten Thousand Years Little Medicine King and was gathering the essence from all directions to make up for his shortcomings.

Soon.

The light around his body shrank, and Meng Fan, who was tall and tall, opened his eyes. His gaze fell on Li Xuanyuan, who was silently protecting him not far away, and he said warmly:
"Thank you, Master Li."

"Fellow Taoist, you are serious. If you hadn't brought the holy soldiers to fight out in time, our religion would have been in trouble. Even if it survived, it would have declined even more." Li Xuanyuan declined quickly and sighed at the same time.

The lineage of the sun is indeed difficult.

However, Meng Fan has decided to help them with all his strength and eradicate the Duanmu clan. When the time comes, he will kill everyone and leave no one behind!
Sensing the undisguised murderous intention, Li Xuanyuan's expression was solemn, knowing what he was thinking——

Through previous exchanges, he already knew that Meng Fan came from an ancient star.

Why are people in other star regions still grateful for the kindness of the ancestors of the Holy Emperor, but the monks from the mother planet whom the Holy Emperor vows to protect to the death are so vicious?
Hard to understand.

"It's a pity that I came too late and failed to leave a trace of blood for the Taiyin Holy Emperor." "I don't blame fellow Taoist, alas."

Looking at Meng Fan who was somewhat remorseful, Li Xuanyuan shook his head and warned in a deep voice: "We must take a long-term approach to liquidating the Duanmu clan. These beasts have the background of saints and cannot be suppressed by holy weapons."

A cultivator at the peak of transforming into a dragon, a powerful second immortal, even if he holds a holy weapon, he cannot kill the sage, even if he is old and sealed in the source of the gods.

Meng Fan had a clear understanding of this, weighed it briefly, and responded: "If a Tao-killing King holds a quasi-emperor weapon, or a legendary holy weapon, can he exterminate those beasts?"

"Quasi-Emperor Soldier?"

Li Xuanyuan confirmed with disbelief on his face.

"Not necessarily, but the Legendary Saint Weapon and the Dao-Zhan King do exist." Meng Fan replied.

Eight Views Palace.

The inheritance left by the Supreme Lord of this world.

This is the goal that Meng Fan is determined to achieve. If he obtains it, he can run rampant in the ancient Ziwei star. Even if 600 years later, the Nine Dragons pull the coffin and kick off the imperial struggle, as long as he does not commit suicide, he can still be safe.

"Anything."

After thinking for a while, Li Xuanyuan said seriously:
"It is recorded in the ancient books of our religion that the Duanmu clan's background is not deep and they have not gone far into the realm of saints. If the handed down divine weapons are revived, it will be enough to eradicate them completely."

It stands to reason that if something happened to the Taiyin lineage, the Sun God Sect would definitely provide assistance, but at that time they had no time to take care of themselves and lost all their foundations, so they were unable to have any effect at all.

But even so, Li Xuanyuan still blamed himself, and his ancestors were so guilty that they died in depression. If he had known this day, he would have left a bloodline for the Taiyin Human Emperor no matter what.

At this thought, the leader of the Sun God Cult couldn't help but said: "Fellow Taoist, I must inform you of the day of reckoning. If you don't work hard, you will feel uneasy."

As he spoke, a piece of jade pendant for communication was handed over.

After experiencing this incident, Li Xuanyuan has made a decision. Next, he will give up Yangcheng, the last pure land belonging to the divine religion, and wander around the world, attracting the attention of major forces, and buying time for Meng Fan——

Although it is not stated clearly, the truth is not difficult to guess. The Quasi-Emperor Soldier or the Legendary Saint Soldier is not with him, so he has to spend energy to find it.

"No need."

However, Meng Fan did not give up on Li Xuanyuan and said straight to the point: "Have you ever heard about an old man riding a bull who stopped at Ziwei Star more than 1000 years ago?"

The Holy Emperor of the Sun is respectable.

His descendants are also worthy of deep friendship.

If he had a different heart, he would have taken advantage of Meng Fan's divine power to snatch the Yin-Yang Gourd long ago, so why bother to protect the Dao?
Because of this, some truths don’t have to be hidden.

Li Xuanyuan was in a daze.

I really didn’t expect that the trump card would be Bajing Palace!
More than 1000 years ago, an old Taoist priest riding a bull came across the starry sky, opened Xuandu Cave, and built the Eight Scenery Palace, with a purple energy that spread for thirty thousand miles.

Afterwards, this place became a sacred land. No one knew how powerful the senior named Laozi was. Even the sages and sages who saw it had to perform the rituals of juniors and hoped to follow him on a long journey, but without exception, they were all rejected. .

In the end, he disappeared and left a secret place empty.

For thousands of years, countless people have searched and tried to take a chance. Especially 600 years ago, there was an old sage who wanted to storm in and search for magic medicine to extend his life. He was ruthlessly wiped out by the Dao pattern without even a splash of water. splash.

(End of this chapter)