Great Dao Ji

stunned.

Surprised.

shock.

Yuan Duxiu's heart was filled with mixed emotions.

When Miao Meng talked about it before, he already had a vague guess in his mind. At this time, even Wu Erlang, who is known as "the only one who escaped unharmed from a fight with Taoist Yuanyang", said so.

He couldn't help but not believe it.

But, how is this possible?

My little brother two years ago was only one year old.

He had heard that in ancient times, there was a holy prince whose heir was granted the title of marquis. His bloodline was extremely tyrannical, and his fighting prowess was astonishing.

But that is a legend among legends, and even among legends, such a disciple has the supreme inheritance and spiritual enlightenment in his gestation.

But he took the little brother out of my mother's belly with his own hands.

He still can't forget the heartache he felt when he saw his little brother's face was wrinkled and he looked like an old man.

At that time, my younger brother's origins were depleted, his energy and blood were exhausted, his lifespan was on the verge of being exhausted, and he could die at any time.

Even if he later shows extraordinary wisdom, wisdom is just wisdom. Can the accumulation of strength be achieved in one step?

If he had been able to kill the Dongtian Power two years ago, what state would he be in now?

Invincible?

Yuan Duxiu swayed, still having a hard time believing it.

"It seems you don't know anything."

Yuan Duxiu's surprise could not be hidden from the people present. Wu Erlang shook his head and lost interest in Yuan Duxiu.

Most of his attention to Yuan Duxiu was due to that Taoist Yuanyang.

Otherwise, although the Holy Body of the Great Sun is great, it is not worthy of his attention before it has grown up.

"What should I know?"

Yuan Duxiu calmed down and looked at this talented person who had been famous in Tianding Kingdom for decades, but there was no awe or fear in his heart.

In the past, he had infinite admiration and respect for the three heroes of Dingtian, and regarded them as the goals he would pursue throughout his life.

But at this time, I no longer felt that way.

Because they are far from being as tall as they once imagined, or in other words, they are already close to, reaching, or even exceeding this height.

When he saw the three of them again, the strongest thought in his mind turned out to be a challenge.

"A picture of the true shape of the sun gave you such strong self-confidence that you even thought of challenging me?"

Wu Erlang was addicted to martial arts and loved fighting with others most in his life. He was keenly aware of Yuan Duxiu's thoughts.

Suddenly there was a smile on his face.

"Why not?"

Yuan Duxiu looked at Wu Erlang indifferently. People who are too arrogant are always unpleasant.

"oh?"

Wu Erlang lowered his head to draw a halberd in the sky, his eyes slightly raised, his fighting spirit burning like fire. At first it was just a spark, but then it became like the scorching sun at noon:

"It's interesting."

Phew~

The two of them looked at each other, and an invisible aura of chilling energy rolled out. As they collided with each other, a violent wind was set off outside the Tianjiao City.

"The King's Tower is about to be opened, and the situation is tense at this moment, which is unnecessary."

Blue Narcissus spoke.

His tone was gentle, but it was like an ocean pouring down, extinguishing the fighting spirit that had just been ignited between the two.

He stood with his hands behind his hands, the water around him was rippling, and there seemed to be ebb and flow behind him. There were waves in the calm. No one present could ignore his presence.

Wu Erlang couldn't do it, and neither could Yuan Duxiu.

"Dongzhou Divine Body."

Wu Erlang glanced at Blue Narcissus, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Every time a great world is born, geniuses will emerge one after another. Now it seems that there is still some time before the world changes dramatically, but the Dongzhou Divine Body, the Great Sun Holy Body, and the War King Body have been born one after another. It’s really exciting.”

He gave up the idea of ​​taking action not only because of the blue narcissus.

It was also because outside Tianjiao City, ripples appeared in the void, and a figure slowly walked out of the void. The man was covered in green clothes and had gray hair on his temples, but he was none other than the Fourth Prince of Tianding.

He just stepped out of the void with such a small movement, and an invisible and mighty aura spread like hundreds of dragons flying into the sky.

Boom~

Thunder-like explosions rumbled across the clouds.

What followed was a series of brightly colored ribbons flowing down, covering the surrounding areas and outside Xuanhe Tianjiao City.

"Fellow Taoists have come from far away, but they are unable to welcome you from far away!"

The fourth prince spoke, and his calm voice sounded in the ears of everyone outside the city at the same time: "The rest of the fellow Taoists have entered the city, everyone, please come!"

His voice was neither happy nor angry, and it seemed clear to everyone outside the city gate that seemed empty today.

And as his voice echoed, two teams of elite soldiers wearing pitch-black armor lined up on the left and right, each distantly distant.

It seems, sincerely.

"The fourth prince will welcome you from afar."

Above the Ancient Golden Luan, the elder Wang who led the team chuckled lightly. Before he finished speaking, he had already fallen thousands of feet into the sky, and seemed to appear in front of everyone through teleportation.

The speed of his body movement made everyone slightly shocked.

Elder Wang can bring many true disciples here, so his status in Taiyi Sect is naturally very high. His high status is naturally due to his high strength.

"Everything in front of the king's stage is complicated. I don't like it. You can go on your own."

Among the thousands of dragon boats, there was also a cold voice, but Miao Meng didn't even want to get off the boat, and seemed to be too lazy to participate in these clichés.

And she naturally has this qualification.

Fang Lingsu was one of the "true seeds" of the Lingtian Sect who had a successor as head teacher, but she did not have one.

Wanfa Tower has been up and down for thousands of years, ten generations of true inheritance, and hundreds of outstanding people have been conquered by him. Senior Sister has already explained everything.

"Fairy Miao is still so cheerful."

The fourth prince glanced at the Wanlong Boat hanging in the air, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say much.

He waved his hand and invited the masters of the two major sects to enter Tianjiao City.

He just turned around at the last moment and glanced at Yuan Duxiu. Although it was not obvious and no one else noticed, Yuan Duxiu's heart moved.

He seemed to have captured the message conveyed to him by this glance.

'Brother, are you in this Tianjiao City? '

Yuan Duxiu suppressed the overflowing emotions in his heart and stepped towards Tianjiao City.

Ten days ago, Tianjiao City had been under full martial law. Not to mention the merchants coming and going, even the residents in the city had not gone out.

They had long been accustomed to the opening of the Zhuwangtai again and again.

And for them, it was naturally worth it to stay at home for dozens of days in exchange for not being harassed by these "evil demons".

Therefore, when a group of people walked into Tianjiao City, which was known as the first city of the Hundred Countries in Dongzhou, it was extremely deserted.

Not to mention the prosperity and splendor, there was not even a single person on the wide street. Although the restaurants on both sides of the street were open, they were deserted and no one cared.

For the people of Tianjiao City, houses and homes are their safest places. If there is danger, no one will go out.

No one will open the door.

A group of people walked among them. Elder Wang and others seemed to be accustomed to it. Wu Erlang frowned slightly, and Lan Narcissus shook his head slightly.

Only Mo Baobao, who only remembered food but not beatings, shouted again: "The fourth prince, everyone said that Tianjiao City is prosperous and endless, with goods from hundreds of countries and tens of thousands of cities, a lot of people, and all kinds of entertainment places. How come I haven't seen any along the way?"

Mo Baobao's age is certainly not as young as he looks, but he is not too old either. He is young and naturally curious about things he has never seen.

He was looking forward to it, but it was not met at this time, so he was naturally a little unhappy.

"Birds and beasts return to their nests when in danger, let alone humans?"

The Fourth Prince kept walking without turning his head, and just said lightly: "Why? You might as well ask your fellow disciples."

He was neither happy nor angry, but he had no interest in answering.

It was already the limit to greet him according to etiquette, and he could not even think of asking him to greet him with a smile.

"Why is that? Senior Brother Lan?"

Listening to the Fourth Prince's words, Mo Baobao felt a little depressed, and could not help but look at Lan Shuixian, who looked normal.

The latter just shook his head, but did not answer.

He looked at the other brothers and sisters of Taiyi Sect, and they all pretended not to see it and did not answer.

"What are you hiding from me?"

Mo Baobao was immediately annoyed. It was so boring in the sky all the way, and now that he entered the city, there was still nothing.

"Baby."

Elder Wang scolded: "If you want to make such a noise, I won't bring you here next time!"

Mo Baobao pouted immediately.

"Hehe~"

A light laugh sounded, with a hint of sarcasm.

Mo Baobao immediately got angry and glared at him: "Wu Da, what are you laughing at?!"

"I'm laughing at the Taiyi Sect for protecting you so well that you not only have no strength, but also no brains."

Wu Erlang naturally didn't care about the angry glares from Mo Baobao and even the Taiyi Sect disciples, and laughed softly:

"People are actually very timid. When they meet tigers and wolves, they are still trembling. When they meet monsters, they are even more shitty and pissed. When they meet monsters, they may even be scared to death!

In their eyes, you and I are more evil than tigers and wolves, more fierce than monsters, and more terrifying than monsters. Naturally, we have to hide and dodge."

He said with a smile, but the monks didn't smile at all when they heard his words, and many of them were even angry.

"Is there such a thing?"

Mo Baobao was shocked and shook his head immediately: "You are deceiving me. I have never seen such a scene in the many cities I have visited since I went down the mountain."

"That is because there is no escape."

Wu Erlang spoke without any taboos: "You Taiyi Sect claims to be a famous sect, but you know what it is like in your heart.

Only you, a little idiot, know nothing."

How can Tianjiao City gather people from the entire Tianding Kingdom and even many nearby countries to settle down in a thousand years, so that the city is expanded every hundred years?

After nine times, it is still crowded?

In terms of geographical conditions and prosperity, Tianding Kingdom and Tianjiao City are not good places at all, just small places in the corner.

It is nothing more than that the Emperor of Tianding is in charge here, and under the protection of the formation, there is no "sky tilt" for a thousand years.

"Wu Er, you bastard, you dare to scold me!"

Mo Baobao was still stunned, but he was furious when he heard this. If Lan Shuixian hadn't grabbed his Qiankun Ring quickly, he would have taken out the 'Sumeru Golden Mountain' to hit him.

"Am I scolding you?"

Wu Erlang shook his head lightly and sighed rarely: "I'm scolding myself!"

Although he said so, his eyes swept over everyone present.

"You."

Mo Baobao wanted to say something, but Lan Shuixian had already spoken first: "Good scolding."

He looked at Wu Erlang again, and seemed to have a different view of this madman than before.

"If I am the Supreme, I will sweep away all the races and then the world."

Wu Erlang carried the Fang Tian Huaji, just making wild remarks as usual, but he was no longer in the mood to talk, and didn't want to go with everyone.

He turned around and stepped into a restaurant that was open but had no customers: "Boss? Where's the wine? Give me as much as you can!"

The restaurant was suddenly in chaos.

"Hey, this madman."

A disciple of Taiyi Sect shook his head inexplicably.

"Wu Erlang"

Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved.

This Wu Erlang was born as a woodcutter, and joined Jingyang Mountain halfway. He seemed to disagree with many practices of the monks.

The Fourth Prince looked at Wu Erlang's back thoughtfully.

But he understood that Wu Erlang's last sentence was said to him, which was a warning, and also showed that he was not the same kind of people as himself and others.

"Jingyang Mountain has produced a figure."

He praised softly.

Elder Wang shook his head: "Just a madman."

The two seemed to be talking to each other, but they seemed to be talking to themselves, and they didn't even look at each other.

"The opening of the Kings' Platform should be tomorrow. The masters should have a banquet with my father somewhere. I will trouble you to wait for another day."

The Fourth Prince retracted his eyes and said lightly.

He stepped forward again and led everyone to the first district.

He walked very slowly with every step, as if he was thinking, or as if he was feeling something. No one could see the solemnity in the depths of his eyes.

Tomorrow, it is time to decide life or death.

Boom!

In the void, there was a faint sound of thunder.

Zheng Longqiu stood in the sky, his clothes fluttering, and the surging air flow whistled from all directions, like a fire meeting the wind.

Suddenly, there were streams of blood and energy gushing out from countless pores around him, burning fiercely.

From a distance, it looked like a glowing sun, showing its existence to the world.

"My fist dominates the world, and I can break the Milky Way!"

Zheng Longqiu looked up to the sky and roared, his hair and beard all stretched.

Under the blood and energy, he was like a god of war, exuding an extremely powerful aura, extremely terrifying, and extremely surging!

Boom!

He raised his arm and punched with great momentum, but he was not going to fight with others, but to vent the extremely terrifying blood in his body.

He was refining the cave heaven!

Buzz~

Somewhere in the void, it seemed that the moonlight was flowing like water, like water and waves, rising and falling, and under the lingering light, a bright moon was hanging in the sky, shining brightly.

The cold light brought a chill that was not close to living people. Wherever it passed, the void seemed to have lost its vitality.

Xuanji stood in the middle, her white skirt fluttering, her figure graceful, and her face beautiful.

Like a fairy in the Moon Palace, she was so cold and beautiful that she could not be compared, but she could only be watched from afar.

She was also refining the cave heaven.

"Ten thousand talismans reach the sky, and Sanqi destroys the law!"

In the evil aura that was surging like a tide, Fa Wumie looked solemn, and countless talismans flashed and disappeared around him, and there were tens of millions of them in an instant.

Infinite talismans interweave in a crisscross pattern, and in the evil aura like a tide, they faintly transform into a larger black leather ancient book.

An unfathomable aura is brewing.

"The Dao is destroyed, the immortals are punished, the Dao is boundless, and the killing intent is boundless!"

The long river of dark sword light rolls, jumping, slashing, circling each other into a formation, or colliding and rubbing each other.

Feng Changming stands on a giant sword that reaches the sky, bathing in the endless river of sword energy.

The indescribable cold air flows through every tiny part of his body, spewing out from his pores and flowing back.

The sword energy is like a cold wind, covering the four directions, making people feel cold.

Further away,

many masters of the three religions, including Mo Changfa, either voluntarily, passively, unwillingly, or roaring, launched a desperate fight.

"Dongtian!"

"Dongtian!"

"Dongtian!"

A roar, and it was like countless roars, accompanied by the vigor of human figures, exploding in the void.

It also exploded in the ears of An Qisheng who was sitting quietly on the top of the Qianshan Mountain.

His eyes were calm, his expression was indifferent, listening to the roars and heavenly sounds exploding in his ears, as if listening to the prelude of an invincible song.

I still wrote 4,000 words, but it's a bit late, go to bed early everyone. Ten thousand words will be updated tomorrow.