The Eternal Emperor of Prehistoric Times

Chapter 450, God of the Sun, bullies the small with the big
  "The three talents of heaven, earth, and man, heaven is the highest, earth is virtue, and man is the creator of nature, which is infinitely wonderful..."

Tang Long engraved the inscriptions of the three talents' laws bit by bit, constantly improving his own Dao foundation!

"Rumble..."

Time flew by, and the further Tang Long practiced, the richer the innate spiritual energy gathered above his head became. It had atomized and was continuously integrated into Tang Long's body, tempering every cell.

What's more, visions reaching the sky emerged, as if there were the supreme heavenly way, the earthly way of virtue, and the way of living beings. They were elaborating on the supremeness of the world, virtues, and the seven emotions and six desires, which attracted the attention of many people.

However, not many visions were manifested, so naturally few people paid attention to it. They almost just glanced at it casually and stopped paying attention.

After all, it is not surprising that the innate gods and innate gods and demons here have some strange phenomena. As for the innate energy swallowing like a whale swallowing cattle, it is even more strange. As long as it has not enveloped the entire Chunyang Fairy Mountain, they will not have any Strange.

Cultivation is about eating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nourishing one's body, and transforming into infinite creation. It has actually been a month and a half, and it is almost time to listen to the sermon.

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In Chunyang Fairy Mountain, there was a young man, who looked to be in his twenties, dressed in luxurious clothes, and was stopping a girl, as if he was having some kind of argument, which attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Fire God King, please don't pester me, I'm not suitable for you!" The Frost Goddess said indifferently, almost scolding her.

"The Goddess of Frost, as the saying goes, a fair lady, a gentleman is so jealous. What's more, you and I become Taoist couples. Ice and fire merge with each other, and we can explore the supreme avenue." The man said slowly, without any feeling of being insulted, as if No matter what, he is the Flame God King.

"Alas, another goddess has suffered and fallen." A monk sighed and said.

"Why is this?" asked the newly arrived gods and demons.

"You may not know that although the Fire God King is only an ordinary Xuanxian, his father's generation is not simple. He has a very deep background and few people can afford to offend him!" An old man said unhurriedly said.

"Do you have a background?"

"The Flame God King himself is not worthy of praise, but his father is extremely terrifying. He is one of the nine Taiyi Golden Immortals in the Qingtian Continent today. His combat power is monstrous and unparalleled in the world. It is a pity that the father of the tiger is the son of a dog, but the Flame God The king has a special liking for the two cultivators, which has caused harm to many goddesses and attracted the anger of many goddesses. If it were not for his father, he would have been killed long ago.

Although he had the lessons from his fathers, he refused to change despite repeated teachings and did not understand the basics, which made many innate gods and innate gods and demons hate him to the bone.

But the Flame God King also has his own way. He never provokes those he can't afford to provoke. The other eight unparalleled powerful descendants never provoke him, and some golden immortals also rarely provoke them, so he lives a very comfortable life.

At the same time, the other eight unparalleled powers do not want to manage, so they live a happy life and continue to harm the goddesses on the Qingtian Continent. The rest dare to be angry but dare not speak out. "An old man said happily.

"Who are his fathers? Aren't they afraid that the Flame God King will ruin his family's luck?" A young monk said angrily.

"Of course the Flame God King is not afraid, because his father is the god who controls the sun. His name is - the God of the Sun. He controls the sun rising in the east and setting in the west. He has infinite merits, immeasurable luck, and even the most precious treasure, the sun oven. When the best innate spiritual treasure suppresses luck and turns it into a treasure of luck, we will naturally not be afraid of these minor disasters." The old man said slowly.

"God of the Sun!"

Hearing this, many innate gods and innate gods and demons remained silent because the God of the Sun was too famous.

The God of the Sun practices the divine way and the immortal way at the same time, and is at the top of both. At the same time, he has created the Sun God's Court. He has the heart to swallow up the whole world, and has the power to sweep the world. He has created a divine court with huge strength, among the nine unparalleled powers. , and has few rivals. After all, if the Immortal Lord and the God Emperor do not take action, it will be difficult for any unparalleled power of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Dzogchen to kill the Sun God, not to mention his innate merits and long luck.

"I will not enlighten the dual cultivation path with you, please don't pester me." The Frost Goddess said coldly, without any emotion.

After all, she also has concerns and does not dare to offend the Sun God behind the Flame God King, because the Sun God has only one descendant. If he is killed, the consequences can be imagined.

"Okay, shameless. If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink wine as a penalty!" Seeing this scene, the Flame God King turned to an old man and said, "Ancestor Xuanming, please take action and capture her alive!"

This old man exudes a sinister aura, which makes people very uncomfortable, but it is obvious that he is a half-step Golden Immortal and is already condensing the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit. Of course, it is impossible for a powerful Golden Immortal to act as a nanny for a junior.

They all have skin. If the God of the Sun really dares to ask the Golden Immortal to protect his descendants, I am afraid that the Divine Court will also fall apart.

Therefore, a monk with only half a step of Golden Immortal cultivation is most suitable. If the level is too low, I fear that he will not win, and if he is too high, he will be unpopular.

However, it is more than enough to capture the Frost Goddess who is only in the Mysterious Immortal realm alive, so I do it casually.

"Bingshuang, are you going to catch me without any effort, or Ancestor, I will take action myself." Ancestor Xuanming said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his words, as if he was cold and mechanical.

At the same time, the monks patrolling Chunyang Fairy Mountain also turned a blind eye. They did not want to provoke this plague god, as he was famous.

"If you want me to be captured without any help, there is no way!" The Frost Goddess drew out a sharp sword and stood with the sword in her hand. She exuded a sky-reaching sword energy and swept across the four directions, as if she could pierce the heaven and the earth.

"A little girl who is less than 10,000 years old dares to take action against our ancestor!"

Seeing this scene, Ancestor Xuan Ming covered the sky with one hand, stretched out his big hand, and unleashed waves of law, overwhelming the sky and overwhelmingly suppressing the Frost Goddess.

Covering the sky with one hand, it is close to the Tao, and the laws are densely covered, like innate divine materials, which are difficult to cut down!

"You are seeking death!"

Suddenly, the sky let out a roar, and a divine sword was unsheathed. As soon as it was unsheathed, the wind and clouds changed, the sun and the moon lost light, and the power of Huanghuang directly crushed it, like a supreme emperor striking across the sky.

With one sword strike, even half-step golden immortals had to be suppressed. Not only him, but all the immortal and divine cultivators present were also suppressed.

This is the Embryo of the Heavenly Emperor's Sword, which suppresses all living beings. With one sword, the light is cold in nineteen states. The sword energy stretches across thirty thousand miles, as if cutting through the void and cutting off the stars.

"Crash..."

With one strike of the sword, it collided directly with the big hand that covered the sky. After only a few seconds of stalemate, the hand of Patriarch Xuan Ming was chopped off.

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