Great Dao Ji

The red coat is in the air, and the long sleeves are ringing the bell.

The low and long bells echoed across the mountains, and all visible and invisible living objects between heaven and earth were trembling.

For people, it's like cutting off the hair and washing the marrow; for things, it's like sharpening and beating.

"What a morning bell!"

On the viewing platform, Chu Yunyang was bathed in the purple air, feeling a spontaneous joy in his body and mind.

The Purple Qi of the Great Sun is one of the few spiritual devices in the world that is of great use to monks of any realm.

But there are not many spiritual treasures that can attract the purple energy of the great sun.

In fact, this morning bell can be regarded as something passed down by the headmaster of Wanfa Tower in a sense. Only the headmaster can trigger the morning bell.

When the morning bell rings, the succession ceremony for the new headmaster begins.

"I heard that the founder of the Wanfa Tower was lucky enough to see the Wanfa Dragon Tower from among the ruins. It was this morning bell that led the Wanfa Dragon Tower. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Zhao Zhen's attention fell on the red dress in front of Wanfa Dragon Tower.

Red clothes rustling, ringing bells in the wind.

If the bell rings for eighty-one years and never stops, then the emperor has truly succeeded to the throne. If the bell stops ringing, all the previous efforts have been wasted.

This is a rule passed down by the ancestors of Wanfa Tower.

Before the morning bell rings for nine or nine times, any disciple of Wanfa Sect has the opportunity to question it. Even if they are not opponents, as long as they can interrupt the continuous ringing of the bell, the ceremony can be ended.

Without the strength and means to subdue a sect, naturally one cannot ascend to the position of leader.

"Whether it is true or not has nothing to do with us. After so many generations of Wanfa Tower, no one has been truly recognized by Wanfa Dragon Tower. Obviously, the spirituality of Wanfa Dragon Tower has not been worn away."

Chu Yunyang naturally has a very high vision and knows a lot of things. He stretched out his waist lazily:

"On the contrary, the sect of the Holy Land of Eastern Continent is scared out of its wits. There are not a few real masters coming from such a thing."

As he spoke, he casually glanced at the viewing platforms not far away.

For such a big event, people from many large and small sects and even the Holy Land in Dongzhou would naturally come to attend, but none of them caught his eye.

Although there are some elders who have condensed the cave.

But there are no 'geniuses' in the true sense. A group of caves filled with resources over time naturally do not catch his eye.

Except for Hou Quyun, the champion of the ‘Zhendong Army’ who was also watching him coldly.

This inheritor of the Overlord Fist is among the best in the world in terms of talent, understanding, strength and courage, and is qualified to compete with him.

Zhao Zhen also felt a little pity.

However, since he had just arrived, he didn't know what the current situation was like in Dongzhou.

The intelligence said that the holy places of the sects in Dongzhou were almost closed after the sign of the change. He still didn't believe it, but now he had to believe it.

This monk from Dongzhou is too timid.

When~

The morning bell vibrates, the sound waves are majestic, and the purple air surrounds the mountains, making it magnificent.

In the void outside the Wanfa Tower, Qicang sat cross-legged on the clouds, looking at the purple mountains in the distance, with a faint light glowing in his eyes.

Eight thousand years in the future, Wanfa Pavilion will be at its peak. Miao Meng, the hero of a generation, will dominate the world with his 'Taiyin Wanhuang Fist', and his talent and talent are unparalleled.

But the one who is truly respected by countless people in Wanfa Tower is the one who is not famous now, but will burst out with peerless brilliance in the near future!

The Holy Law of the Heart of the Four Tribulations of Ten Thousand Methods, the Great Sun's Fist of Ten Thousand Dragons, the Great Sun's Holy Body, and the Divine Body of All Laws

Countless auras of glory have been added to his body, ranking among the top ten in the ‘Tower of Babel’!

Among the legends, he is the most unparalleled genius who cannot be an enemy.

Yuan Duxiu!

"Is this the morning bell in the sect's legend? Listening to the continuous ringing of the bell, it seems to be the change of headmaster?"

The old man in black robe stood to the side, his eyes twinkling as he listened to the ringing of the bell that was louder than the previous one.

The ancestor of Wanfa Star came from Dongzhou in Huangji Continent. He was a generation of peerless genius in Wanfa Tower. Because he was unwilling to be limited by the world, he escaped into the void in order to seek a breakthrough.

Finally, he sat on the Wanfa Star, leaving behind a legacy above the Wanfa Star.

Naturally, he also knows a lot about Wanfa Tower.

"Yes, it's a change of head coach."

Qi Cang nodded slightly, with a subtle expression.

It is an extremely subtle feeling to see things that you have heard about but never seen before your eyes. It seems that every move you make can change the original history.

Even though there are rumors that the emperors and emperors of the past 30 million years can peek into the past and look into the future, they have never heard of the emperor being able to change the past.

Even the most famous among the human race are the Nine Saint Emperors, the Ten Heavenly Lords, and the Twelve Supreme Beings.

There has never been a similar legend passed down.

What an adventure, what a blessing?

"Young Master came here in a hurry just to compete for the position of headmaster?"

The black-robed old man's eyes lit up. They had the same roots in Wanfa Tower, so they were naturally qualified to compete for the position of leader of Wanfa Tower.

"I cherish the position of headmaster of Wanfa Pavilion, but it is not worth my thirty years of running and going through so many difficulties and obstacles to get here."

Qi Cang shook his head slightly.

Although the headmaster of Wanfa Tower is noble and has the qualifications to contact Wanfa Dragon Tower, that is not the reason why he came eagerly.

What he wanted to get here was far more precious than the headmaster of Wanfa Pavilion.

"Master, don't you believe me?"

Qi Cang remained silent, but the old man let out a long sigh: "I promised my life to the Qi family when I was young. Even if I die, I will never do anything that harms the interests of the young master."

The old man felt sad in his heart.

In the past thirty years, he has seen the great changes in Qi Cang, but he can also see that Qi Cang has a huge secret in his heart.

Invisibly, he severed his relationship with other people.

"It's good that Elder Yan believes me. I will tell you the rest when the time is right."

Qi Cang responded solemnly.

The only person he can trust in the world is this old man, but there are some things that cannot be told. The old man does not understand, but he naturally understands.

It's not that he doesn't believe it, but he can't say it out loud.

Even with the soul secret treasure to suppress his luck, he has to be careful even in his mind.

"I naturally believe in the young master."

The old man looked relieved.

"Old Yan restrained his breath, the real good show is about to begin"

Qi Cang took a deep breath, suppressed his boiling state of mind, and his pupils changed and flowed thousands of times, emitting a thrilling light.

It covered the figures of the two.

Yin~~~

The dragon roar of the nine heavens resounded through the world!

The dragon roar came so fast and so thrilling that it seemed to suppress the boiling and exciting morning bell!

Instantly, the earth shook, the wind blew violently, sand and stones flew, and the grass and trees trembled.

"Who?!"

"Who dares to come here to make trouble?"

"Today is the big day for the succession of the head of the Wanfa Building. Who dares to act rashly?!"

The mighty dragon roar flowed from the nine heavens, like the backflow of the sky river. The momentum was so great that it naturally attracted many masters who were on guard in the Wanfa Building.

Boom!

At the same time as the angry rebuke rang out, a thrilling river of blood and energy had already rushed into the sky, pinching the thousands of miles of cloud flow and energy into a huge hand covering the sky.

Disperse the dragon roar that seemed to be real!

Crack~

The void was shaking like a rag, and a cloud of mist covered it. A red-gold dragon that was thousands or tens of thousands of feet long was lying across the sky.

He lowered his eyes, and a strong will burst out from his red-gold eyes:

"I am Ao Wufang, from Longzhou. I come here to pay homage to my dragon ancestors!"

The dragon roar filled with endless majesty resounded.

The purple air was surging in the mountains, and all the birds and beasts were trembling under this sudden and huge pressure. The weaker ones seemed to be frozen and could not move.

"A master of the dragon clan?"

In the gate of Wanfa Tower, the sound of the morning bell was still ringing, but the expressions of the masters of many sects and holy places on the viewing platform all changed.

In the thirty years of the changes in the world, although there were masters and forces from various states, there were still not many real alien races.

Unexpectedly, after countless years, the dragon clan once again attacked Dongzhou!

Boom!

There was a thunderstorm in the sky, and the air waves rolled for thousands of miles.

The dragon danced wildly in the sky, and the dark clouds above it filled up, and the lightning snake thundered, and the dark color temporarily covered the mountains of Wanfa Tower for 100,000 miles.

The invisible and terrifying oppressive force filled the world, making many disciples of Wanfa Tower feel like they were facing a great enemy.

The ancestors of Wanfa Tower once had a brilliant ancestor who killed thousands of dragons in a turmoil of the dragon clan and forged the Wanlongzhou, a king-level spiritual treasure.

There is an extremely naked hatred between Wanfa Tower and the dragon clan!

"Ao is a big family of the dragon clan. It is said that it comes from the dragon king who spread all over the world at the beginning of ancient times. The breath of this dragon is extremely pure. It is either a return to the ancestors or a direct blood inheritance of the dragon king."

On the viewing platform, Chu Yunyang listened to the sound of the dragon bell, and his expression could not help but move.

The old dragon king who spread all over the world at the beginning of the ancient times not only provided the most dragon liver and dragon meat for the human race today, but also left the most powerful tribe for the dragon clan.

Among the many strange and weak dragons such as pig dragons, bear dragons, dog dragons, and mantis dragons, there are often people who have reverted to their ancestors or are extremely talented.

Anyone who can shed the impurities in his blood and turn into a dragon can be qualified to call himself "Ao".

"Now, it's fun to watch."

In the last sentence, he looked at the champion Hou Qu Yun who looked indifferent and cold.

The Zhendong Army has guarded Dongzhou for countless thousands of years in accordance with the will of the Overlord.

Although they resisted the demon clan, they never showed mercy to any other alien races. For countless thousands of years, I don't know how many bloody battles they have fought with other tribes.

Because of this, in ancient times, the Overlord formed an army with all the essence of the Divine Dynasty.

Now the talents are extremely declining.

Boom!

An elder in the Wanfa Building took a magic treasure and soared into the sky, raising a surging blood and energy like the sun, bursting out endless light and heat, instantly filling the world,

tearing the dragon roar and roaring, rushing straight into the dark clouds that covered the sky:

"A wicked dragon dares to invade my Dongzhou!"

"One?"

The sky is high, under the endless dark clouds, the red-gold dragon dances wildly, and a deep mockery and indifference appear in the cold eyes.

Just a lowered head, the ferocious dragon mouth sucked back endless air like a black hole, swallowing all the endless blood and energy that soared into the sky.

Boom!

The next moment, thousands of dragon roars rang out at the same time, rumbling like the sound of heaven, shaking the sky for thousands of miles, endlessly cold and extremely grim:

"Are you looking at it?!"

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