Great Dao Ji

"An Qisheng!!!"

Accompanied by a roar full of endless hatred.

That destiny dragon, no, the magic dragon was forcefully pulled into the void.

The fate of the country controls hundreds of millions of people, and is naturally affected by the people. The thousands of lights collected by An Qisheng are just an introduction. The real source of power of the 'chain' comes from the countless lowly people, traffickers and pawns in the Daqing territory.

What you look down upon and don't care about may one day become a chain that you can't escape from.

Huhu~

The lingering sound was blown away by the wind, and the huge imperial city suddenly fell into deathly silence again.

Taoist Changqian raised half of his knees, and suddenly dropped them heavily, his heart was filled with despair.

He knew who that voice was.

Even the leader's backhand was suppressed, how could he not despair?

"This, is it over?"

Sa Wuling was a little startled.

Making such a big fuss and being solved so easily?

"He threw himself into the destiny of the country and was in the heart of the world. It was difficult to kill him. However, he failed to succeed in the end, but it was not difficult to suppress him."

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves and put down his hands.

Poor information, everywhere.

There are some things that are completely different in difficulty if you know how to do them and if you don't know how to do them.

Taoist Tianyi's plan was not very subtle, but it was better because it was secretive. No one could have imagined that he would refine his own body into elixirs and feed them to the old emperor.

If no one knows, it may not be impossible for him to succeed.

It's a pity that even if he doesn't take action, God's will is unlikely to succeed. According to the original trajectory, he will probably fall into the hands of Tian Ji.

It is not without reason that people are afraid of innate numbers.

That old Taoist priest has a rather strange smell in it.

"Suppression? Can't even a real person kill him?"

Yan Xiake couldn't help but ask.

The person he hated most was undoubtedly Tianyi Taoist, followed by the old emperor. It was just because it was absolutely impossible to kill Tianyi Taoist that he settled for the next best thing.

"He absorbed the power of incense and wishes, and merged into the dragon spirit of the destiny of the country at the expense of his own body. To kill him, the only way to kill him is to let the people of the world come."

An Qisheng looked into the depths of the void and seemed to see the struggling Molong:

"The only thing more terrifying than death is life is worse than death."

God's will and people's hearts, it is not easy to get one of them, but how easy is it to get them all?

One person's heart is already ever-changing, and the hearts of hundreds of millions of people are such a heavy force. Once they cannot bear it, they will be crushed to pieces and wiped out.

The destiny of the country in the Great Qing Dynasty, where the hearts of hundreds of millions of sentient beings are, even if the soul is in it, it will perish.

The plan was thwarted. God's will, no, Tian Xiezi's will, has been eroded and distorted by endless distracting thoughts.

"People of the world"

Yan Xiake murmured to himself, vaguely guessing something.

"Let's go."

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, suppressed the whistling air and smoke, and looked in the direction of Qingdu City:

"Let's see if anyone wants to pick peaches."

Earth-shattering collisions seemed to pass.

The city of Qingdu was still in shock and panic, unable to calm down for a long time. Many people looked up and saw that the traces left by the raging aftermath had not dissipated.

The breathtaking breath seems to still exist.

Almost everyone was afraid and did not dare to stay outside. They retreated to their homes. Although a wall was of no use, they felt somewhat safe inside it.

Therefore, the sun is in the middle of the sky.

No one was walking around in the huge Qingdu City anymore, and the wide streets were deserted, as if they were a ghost town.

Walking on the empty long street, the long pine nuts seemed like a dream:

"Master Tianyi, are you in trouble now?"

Only he knows how long his teacher has been planning and planning to deal with Tianyi Taoist and Tianyi Sect.

But this time, it seemed to be completely useless.

Tianyi Taoist, who had been in power for hundreds of years, was killed on the spot by An Qisheng, who appeared out of nowhere.

"How can it be so easy?"

Taoist Tianji smiled dumbly:

"If this was just God's will, he wouldn't be able to survive today. The cunning rabbit still has three caves, let alone the soul?"

Changsongzi was startled for a moment and looked towards the end of the long street. He seemed to feel something and frowned slightly:

"Where did these people come from?"

In his induction, there were faint mana fluctuations at the end of the long street.

"There are not many Daqing cultivators, but after hundreds of years of accumulation, there are not only a few hundred people. However, most of them are unwilling to participate in this so-called Ten Thousand Dharma Conference. There are quite a few in Qingdu City who want to Those who take advantage of the situation"

Taoist Tianji stopped for a moment and suddenly sighed:

"Let's go."

"Walk?"

Changsongzi was a little confused: "Teacher, aren't you going to the Tianyi Teaching Headquarters?"

“No chance”

Taoist Tianji lowered his eyes, and a ray of surprise flashed past:

"Who is this person who killed Tian Xiezi so quickly?"

Taoist Tianji couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In order to deduce the flaws of Taoist Tianyi, he spent a full sixty years deducing the layout, but An Qisheng seemed to understand Taoist Tianyi's flaws better than he did.

In just a few moments, the divine dragon of luck dominated by Tian Xiezi had been suppressed.

Even he couldn't do this.

Could it be that this person's innate abilities are far higher than his own?

It is said that among the many old monsters that were suppressed by the Lord of Netherworld in ancient times, many of them still have back-ups. Today, a thousand years after Lord of Netherworld disappeared.

Are they really going to be born?

Phew~

People were blown by the breeze and landed lightly on the eaves. They landed silently and there was no shadow behind them under the bright sun, just like ghosts.

The visitor was dressed in a green shirt, tall and tall, with a gentle face. He was walking in the air without a trace of fireworks. Even though he was climbing over a wall to enter a house, he seemed as calm as a scholar who was traveling far away. .

Phew~

An imperceptible ray of light fell on his shoulder, turning into a paper man the size of a thumb.

"The general helmsman of the Tianyi Sect has left the building empty? The people stationed in the backyard have also escaped. Is it just because there is a layer of formation guarding that even you dare not approach?"

The Confucian scholar in green shirt touched his chin, with a strange light shining in his eyes:

"It seems that there is the secret of the old thief Tianyi, huh?! Who!"

After thinking for a moment, the scholar in blue shirt's eyes shot into the void like lightning.

Stab~

The seemingly tangible lightning flashed across the void, causing ripples everywhere.

"As expected of a Confucian and Taoist man, I really can't hide it from you."

A sweet laugh came from the void.

Immediately, among the ripples in the void, the three of them stepped out side by side, standing in the void, looking at the Confucian scholar in blue shirt, or in other words, the Confucian Taoist man from a distance.

The Confucian Taoist's pupils shrank slightly and he saw the faces of the three people clearly.

The one smiling coquettishly is a woman wearing yellow cedar. The woman is petite, but she is carrying a big red gourd that is much taller than herself. On the right is a young man in black who is serious about his words and silent as stone.

With a sword box on his back, there is a faint clang of sword intent on his body.

But in the middle, there was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and stepping on a white lotus.

The middle-aged man was rich and handsome, with a majestic appearance, long hair tied in a crown, and a blood-red cinnabar shining brightly between his eyebrows. There was a double shadow in his eyes, which seemed to have double pupils.

"I heard that you have acquired the Taoist lineage of ancient Confucianism and are familiar with classics and history. Before you entered Taoism, you had the ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. After you entered Taoism, your spiritual consciousness became even more sensitive, and you had the ability to peer into the future.

Don't know if it's true or not? "

The middle-aged man in white clothes and wearing white lotus spoke calmly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

A Confucian and Taoist, he is a casual cultivator.

Casual practice is never a good term, it represents the extreme edge of the practice world.

Without the guidance of predecessors, it is very easy to make mistakes. For example, some martial arts warriors who accidentally obtain Taoist practices often use their own weapons as a "sufferer", causing a lot of trouble.

Just like a sword cultivator, a sword cultivator flies with a sword. In Jianghu novels, he often flies on a sword, but in fact, the sword is surrounded by light, which can fly, protect the body, and kill the enemy.

You stepped on the sword in the air. Facing an orthodox swordsman, he could kill you with just one sword strike.

Such as this, casual cultivators have great disadvantages.

Because there is no regret in seeking the truth, even if you know your mistake later, you will have no chance to change or correct it.

This Confucian and Taoist man is different.

This person was originally a scholar who came to the world. By chance, he obtained the ancient Confucian practice method that had been discontinued for a long time. The power of a breath of awe-inspiring energy was unpredictable. After he became a Taoist, he even faintly cultivated a long river of awe-inspiring energy.

It's even better than the sword cultivator's magical power.

"Taoist Bai Lian, Huang Qing'er, Taoist Wu Tongue, you are here too!"

The Confucian and Taoist man's expression darkened as he recognized the person.

The middle-aged man in white is named Taoist Bailian. According to legend, he got a white lotus by chance when he was young. This white lotus is said to be the relic of an ancient celestial demon.

Taoist Bai Lian naturally improved by leaps and bounds, and in less than a year's time, he had already developed magical powers.

In addition, he sat down with the White Lotus Magical Artifact, which allowed him to briefly fight against the Great Master Dujie and lose.

The two people behind him, the one with the red gourd on his back is named Huang Qing'er, and the black-clothed swordsman is named Wu Tongue Taoist. They are both famous masters of evil ways.

The three of them joined forces and had the record of ambush and killing the Great Master Crossing Tribulation.

Although there may be a hidden secret, it contributed to the evil spirit of the three people.

"For such a big event as the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, we are naturally indispensable."

Huang Qing'er smiled beautifully and her eyes were bright:

"But you, a Confucian and Taoist, think you are upright, so you came to take advantage of the situation, which surprised me. However, even though the Tianyi Sect has a big family and a great business, it cannot withstand being divided by many people.

We have dealt with the other people who took advantage of the situation. Confucian and Taoist people, you are the last one."

While talking, the three of them slowly approached, and there were faint signs of surrounding the Confucian and Taoist people.

Buzz~

The Confucian Taoist remained motionless, and the paper figure on his shoulder burned with a 'chi' sound, turning into a ball of faint fire that kept trembling.

An inexplicable fluctuation then spread.

Phew~

The Confucian Taoist held the ball of fire with two fingers and his eyes were cold:

"I believe you have all seen the battle in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar. You are not unaware of that Taoist's methods. If you dare to fight me, it is difficult to say that you will not attract the interference of that Taoist."

You guys, you better think about it! "

The Confucian and Taoist people implicitly threatened. Although they did not participate in the Ten Thousand Dharma Conference, it did not mean that they did not see the battle in the Ten Thousand Dharma Altar.

The tactics of the white-robed Taoist were so cruel that anyone could change their temper after seeing him.

"That man"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Taoist Bailian and the other three people all changed.

"That real person is certainly powerful and invincible, but we also have our own way of hiding. Even if we kill you, there will be no impact at all."

Taoist Bailian said and slowly raised his head.

It seemed that he was about to attack in the next moment.

Huang Qing'er and Wushe Taoist also slowly raised their eyebrows, and there was a faint fluctuation of magic power on their bodies.

The Confucian Taoist's heart sank, and he was about to crush the flame in his palm, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and he was a little speechless for a moment:

"Behind, behind my back"

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