Great Dao Ji

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Wang Zhixuan's eyes narrowed.

After reaching a certain level of spiritual cultivation, some things no longer need to be elaborated in words. In just one sentence, Wang Zhixuan seemed to have seen what happened in the spacecraft before.

After saying one sentence, Su Jie closed his mouth, as if he was exhausted to the extreme.

In fact, it did not take much energy to wake up the people in the control room, but the collision of the two powerful wills in his sea of ​​consciousness became more and more intense, which in itself was a huge oppression for his spirit.

"Your spiritual world"

Wang Zhixuan saw the problem at a glance, and his heart was heavy: "Can you hold on?"

"Not for too long."

Su Jie exhaled deeply, and the blood and qi in his body were scattered: "The worst plan, eject me from the orbit of Xuanxing, throw me into the sun, and try to destroy me humanely"

"Dr. Su? What are you doing?"

The two of them talked one by one, and the surrounding operators were confused and terrified.

Why is it going to be destroyed humanely?

"What happened?" Someone couldn't help asking.

"It's hard to explain in a few words." Su Jie was short of breath and weak, and did not answer.

"If it was really that urgent, you wouldn't have to say it."

Wang Zhixuan had a blank expression on her face, stretched out her hand, and pulled Su Jie up: "But now, it's not time to give up."

Wang Zhixuan knew in her heart that Su Jie could say such words with his tenacity, and it was obvious that what he saw was too shocking.

But she was not a person who gave up easily. Of course, if it really came to that, she would not hesitate.

Su Jie shook his head and forced himself to walk out of the cabin with his blood and qi scattered. When the sea breeze blew, he felt his skin and flesh loose and cold to his bones.

This was because his spirit had suffered a huge oppression and he could no longer control his qi and blood.

In fact, if he could not sense the fluctuations of organs and cells, even if the sea of ​​consciousness had not yet broken and collapsed, it would have disintegrated and collapsed by now.

At this time, the sea was very lively, and lifeboats shuttled between the waves to rescue people.

"Dr. Su, are you okay?"

On the deck of a cruise ship, Xu Hongyun waved his hand. When Su Jie got on board, the old Taoist priest's heart thumped and he couldn't help but blurt out:

"The forehead is black and the sky is covered with dark clouds? Dr. Su, is Mr. An going to kill you?"

The old Taoist priest's heart skipped a beat.

He has been reading faces for so many years, but this is the first time he has seen such a deep death sign. This is not a life or death situation, but a life or death situation.

With Su Jie's current cultivation and status, how could he suffer such a disaster in the land of Daxuan?

In the past few years, even the world's number one killer on the dark web and the Holy Garuda of the Three Indians, who was ranked on the Heavenly Ranking in the dream, could not do anything to him.

Unless he offended Mr. An, how could there be such a strong death aura?

"Why would Mr. An come to kill me?"

Su Jie couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There were not many people around at this time, so he did not hide too much. He summarized what happened on the spacecraft and the information captured in the mysterious man's spiritual fluctuations in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hanging Mountain, Dragon Eclipse Realm, Sealing Heaven Talisman, Zuwang Venerable, millions of "cultivators"? A behemoth that dominates billions of ordinary people?"

Not only Xu Hongyun and Wang Zhixuan, but also Baihu and Feng Mingtao who came with them all changed their faces and were shaken.

The shadow of the giant snake of destruction has not yet completely dissipated, and such a powerful enemy has appeared at this time?

A systematic and extraordinary force is probably much more powerful than the giant snake of destruction.

"The Hanging Mountain, as big as a star, is coming at high speed. Even if it is still far away now, I am afraid it will not be too far away when it comes."

A trace of haze appeared in the depths of Su Jie's eyes.

What he captured was not only that, there was also a powerful existence in the Hanging Mountain that was far more powerful than the mysterious man who took over his body.

According to the description in his memory, that person is far superior to the giant snake of destruction that has descended before.

The mysterious person who took over his body can find Xuanxing, will he

"There is a sky eye monitoring the space. If such a giant really descends, we will get the news in the first time."

Baihu couldn't hide his shock and worried: "But, how to deal with such an enemy?"

In the past ten years, the entire Xuanxing has made great strides forward, and even broke the curse that many people had predicted that they could not set foot in space.

But compared with the force that Su Jie mentioned, it is far from enough, and it can't even be compared.

The cruise ship suddenly became quiet, including the old Taoist Xu Hongyun, who was a little speechless at this time, and felt a huge pressure as if a huge stone was pressing on his heart.

"It's just a matter of fighting back and forth, let the sky fall, it's just doing our best."

Wang Zhixuan stared at the lifeboats running back and forth on the sea, expressionless:

"It is the mission of our generation of soldiers to resist foreign humiliation, whether it is natural disasters, wars, or aliens."

"In just a few decades, alien species have appeared one after another. What on earth happened?" Feng Mingtao was very annoyed and wanted to roar to the sky.

I just felt that these years were too many disasters.

Zombie King, the giant snake of destruction is still vivid in my mind, and another alien is about to come.

"Compared to the universe, human beings are too small. The dust of the universe falling on us is already an unbearable weight."

After Su Jie said this, he sat on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated, but his spirit could not bear it.

Xu Hongyun looked up at the sky, but even if he had cultivated the art of looking at the air of heaven to an extremely high level, how could he see beyond the distant sea of ​​stars.

Finally, he sighed with a little disappointment.

"What did the Taoist see?" Wang Zhixuan glanced at Xu Hongyun.

She died in the battle to destroy the giant snake and completely entered the dream. After decades of dream life, she naturally knew some celestial qi-seeing techniques, but she was not as profound as Xu Hongyun.

"We are far away from the sea of ​​stars. Even if Master Huangfu is reborn, I'm afraid he can't see anything."

Xu Hongyun shook his head, with sorrow on his old face: "The sky fell down from a tall top. Fortunately, you and I are not the tallest."

Wang Zhixuan and the others were all stunned.

Only then did they remember the 'God of the World' who had not been seen for more than seven years.

In the past seven years, the countries of Xuanxing had a tacit understanding and forgot the impact of the battle ten years ago.

No matter how great the deeds of that battle were, they would eventually be forgotten by people under the scouring of time. But

After all, Mr. An did not have 'Fan Zimin' to write a book for him.

Fiction is often more widely spread and known than real history.

"Mr. An"

Bai Hu's eyes moved slightly. In the past seven years, ordinary people certainly didn't know An Qisheng's whereabouts, but he was paying attention to him every day.

But this Mr. An

On the iron tower of Bacheng, which is famous both at home and abroad, Porter stood quietly, and saw a family of three walking on the Ares Square through the steel jungle.

It was an ordinary family of three in the eyes of anyone, but his eyes could not stop changing.

All the people on the Ares Square under the afterglow of the sunset were automatically ignored by him.

In his eyes, there was only the family of three, or in other words, only the young man wearing a white sportswear, who looked like an ordinary person.

"Mr. An"

Porter's lips moved.

After Mu Longcheng and Yan Changsha died one after another, Porter took charge of the Beggars' Association and merged the Beggars' Association with the Dragon City Group to become a real overseas giant.

At this time, the dozen people behind him were all tycoons with hundreds of billions of wealth, but at this time, everyone shuddered when they heard this name.

"He, why is he here again?"

Geng Chenglong trembled, and the pipe he bit made a 'crunching' sound. Even though it had been more than ten years, he still couldn't forget the battle that year.

At that time, he had already surrendered. Later, he heard all kinds of legends about him, and even the sword that killed the snake live broadcast around the world, which made him even more shocked.

"It should have nothing to do with us"

Kou Tianjiao's dark face flushed, and he felt a dull pain in his body, even though he had gained huge benefits in his dreams over the years.

At this time, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Mr. An, you are enlightened"

Porter spoke, this white man who was familiar with the allusions of the great Xuan literature spoke, with a pilgrimage-like awe and an indescribable excitement:

"I woke up from a dream and saw the purple air coming from the east for 30,000 miles. I didn't expect that today, I would have the fortune of Mr. Wenshi"

Mr. Wenshi?

The leaders of the Begging Taoist Association behind Porter were all in an uproar. This evaluation was too high.

"Leader!"

Geng Chenglong was shocked and couldn't help but speak: "Your evaluation is too high, right? I admit that he is higher than us, but at most he is comparable to Zhang Sanfeng and Bodhidharma, not to the height of Laojun, Confucius, Mencius, and Sakyamuni, right?"

In the ten years of the Great Dream, there were countless rumors about An Qisheng's identity. Some said that he was a Taoist of a certain generation of Wangquan, and some even speculated that he was the founder of Wangquan.

But in any case, he was just a 'senior dreamer' who entered it one step ahead of himself and others.

It is respectable, but how can it bear such an evaluation?

"Civilization may have stagnated, but it has been progressing step by step until now. How can it be worse than the past? Even if the dream of kingship is a great change that is rare in a thousand years, it may be the first among hundreds of millions of people, and those who are far beyond them, how can they not be called saints?"

Porter said, turned around, and walked towards the tower: "My fate with you has ended, and it is time to say goodbye today."

"Leader, you can't go!"

Geng Chenglong stepped forward and reached out to grab him, but how could he hold Porter?

He could only watch Porter floating down the tower, his back gradually going away: "Fate comes and goes, and I see you today. From now on, Jingxing will stop!"

"Leader!"

The others also shouted and chased after him, but they could no longer see Porter's back.

Finally, they stopped, but they didn't have the courage to see An Qisheng.

But when they looked at each other, they couldn't help but feel shocked. What did Porter see that made him give up everything and go forward?

Geng Chenglong chased to the bottom of the tower and watched Potter disappear from his sight. He couldn't hide his shock: "What did he see?"

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