The monks here are those who have become emperors and emperors, such as the Divine Phoenix Empress, the Galaxy Emperor of the Star Spirit Royal Family, etc., but in essence they still follow the conventional cultivation system.
There is a fundamental difference from the toddler in front of me.
In Yan Xing's understanding, the way of fortune is somewhat similar to the way of faith, both relying on the power of all living beings.
The former calls them a congregation of believers, harvesting and absorbing the power of faith. As for the latter, the territory under their control is dominated by national scholars and people, holding high the banner of faith, supporting the transition of the country, and gathering the destiny of the country and the imperial aura to strengthen themselves. This is an absolute embodiment of both prosperity and loss.
Yan Xing looked at the young child in front of him whose aura was soaring wildly. He was even more curious in his heart. The brilliance in his eyes condensed and turned into a bright silver light. He looked intently, wanting to peek into his past and future.
"Huh?"
Yan Xing's face showed surprise. What he saw with his divine sense was nothingness and chaos. Not to mention the Broken Mold Lake scene, not even a shred of information could be seen. It was as if there was a mysterious force that blocked his sight.
"Bold!
"
The child's eyes widened, as if he sensed Yan Xing's peeping behavior, and an angry look appeared on his little face. In an instant, the extremely rich purple-gold imperial power poured down like a substance, crushing the void along the way.
"He who is an emperor must be indifferent! If there is no heart and no heart, there will be no disaster. This is the rule of the emperor."
As he murmured, his golden eyes became extremely indifferent, and a bright light emerged and converged towards the palm of his hand.
"Forever Zhenshanhe, kill!"
The small palm struck horizontally, and a vast mountain and river appeared out of nowhere in the palm. There were many dragons and phoenixes circling inside, roaring and crying, and endless armored soldiers on the earth holding swords and shouting angrily. Their murderous and fighting intentions gathered into the night, dyeing the boundless sky red.
wind! wind! wind!
Strong wind! Strong wind! Strong wind!
Yan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to hear the roar of the mountains and rivers in his ears, and clearly felt the fiery will of those soldiers.
They are real, living people, and should be original beings living in the world inside the body.
"Okay! What a great move to conquer the mountains and rivers forever!"
Yan Xing's eyes sparkled, facing the suppression of the vast world and the power of all living beings, he did not retreat or avoid, stepped forward, raised his fist and struck away with the terrifying palm.
"Ultimate Intent·Nirvana Fist Slash!"
Qiang——
The sword groans sadly, and the gray air lingers on the edge of the fist. It is silent and sharp. You can see the phantom of the end of the world in it. This is the fist of world destruction, the fist of killing and destruction, and the violent will is crazy.
When the strong fight against each other, the smallest time scale cannot be measured in the lightning and flint. At their level, they can easily interfere with time. What is competing is the speed of thinking and absolute power.
It was too late to dodge, and it was impossible to evade under the lock of Qi. The moment the fists and palms met, a gray-gold hole expanded violently, silently, swallowing the surrounding void to form a bright light with a diameter of hundreds of light years. ball.
The ball of destruction light flashed hundreds of millions of times at a terrifying frequency, and two twisted figures of the mold lake could be vaguely seen in the core. Then the light was annihilated, and the hole turned into extreme blackness, a pure vacuum state, and nothing could be done. Exist, time and space disappear.
The selection had just begun when such a terrifying battle broke out on the main line, attracting the horrified and side-eyes of all the true immortals.
Do you want to be so tough?
It’s just started and it’s already really popular!
"Are you not afraid of the parasitism of unknown will?"
Yan Xing looked at the broken fingers, opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the young child who was close to Chi Chi with surprise and confusion.
Although he came here as just a clone, carrying only the original world of the ten directions in his body, because he could attack with all his strength, he was confident that he could crush these true immortal giants. He never expected that this strange young boy he had never seen before would actually Blocked.
"Hmph! Are you different too?"
The child in the dragon robe trembled slightly. Although he could still maintain his imperial demeanor on the surface, there was already a storm in his heart. His right palm was completely wiped out in the previous confrontation, and a gray mist lingered over the wound, hindering the recovery of the injury.
The injuries inside the body are more severe
It's not light, even the original world has cracks.
"Haha, interesting, I am Yan Xing, what is your name, kid?"
Yan Xing shook his head with a smile, put his hands back and stood up, his breath gradually becoming more introverted, and he lost the idea of continuing to take action.
"This emperor is not a child!"
The young boy frowned. It was because he practiced a certain secret technique that he maintained his body in a juvenile state. Telling his actual age, even the great ancestor would have to call him "ancestor".
"Is it punishment? You are very powerful and qualified to know the name of this emperor, Yao and Shun, the great emperor of Xianwu, Yao and Shun!"
Yao and Shun?
Yan Xing raised his eyebrows, he was so crazy about his name. This word is often used to refer to "saint". This guy's ambition is self-evident.
"Yao and Shun, you are not in your prime now, are you? No more fighting. We will fight again after you regain your strength."
"Huh? How did you..."
Kong Juzhen, the boy of Yao and Shun, was actually not in his prime, and his combat power was less than one-third of what he was at his peak. I don’t know how Yan Xing could tell.
Yan Xing did not speak, but smiled meaningfully. The way to succeed in a dynasty relied heavily on the people of the country. He had never heard of such a dynasty and empire existing in today's world.
It can be seen from this that Yao and Shun's current power only comes from the heaven and earth within his body. If he wants to return to his peak state, he still needs to re-establish a kingdom dynasty in the world. That is the real source of power. There is always a difference between the external world and the original world.
He even suspected that Yao and Shun might not be the creatures of this civilization, but probably came from prehistoric civilization, because some unknown methods circumvented the obliteration of the unknown source.
"Yao and Shun, I want this main line, please move to another place!"
Yan Xing opened his mouth to see his guests off. With the strength of Yao and Shun, as long as he did not confront him, he could choose the other main veins at will. Although the other main veins were slightly weaker, they were not much different.
Yao and Shun fell into silence after hearing this. Although he said the words "the emperor will not give up an inch of ground", he also knew the reality. He was no match for the person in front of him.
However, those who understand current affairs are heroes, and a man can bend and stretch. Thirty years east of Hedong and thirty years west of Hexi... Yao and Shun were very rational, otherwise he would not have lived to this day.
Yao and Shun slowly turned around and walked away without hesitation, murmuring in a low voice, their indifferent voice echoing in the void.
"Yan Xing, do you know that you missed the only chance to defeat this emperor?"
"One day, when this emperor returns to his peak, you will regret it."
Looking at the disappearing figures of Yao and Shun, Yan Xing shook his head and didn't care about such forced "respect" words. If the other party knew that he was just a clone, he would be scared to wet his pants, so he didn't dare to say it. Wild talk.
"Well, I really hope that you can become stronger. The stronger, the better. Otherwise, if we see the world as a rival, who will promote my evolution?"
With anticipation in his eyes, Yan Xing fell into the void and sat cross-legged on the main vein of chaos. Under the spread of invisible aura, no one dared to set foot on this vein anymore. They were all shocked by the fluctuations of the battle just now.
"roll--"
Yao and Shun did not go too far, so they chose a main vein nearby, slapped away the goddess of wisdom whose expression changed greatly, and then sat down cross-legged, looking up at the main vein where Yan Xing was located in the distance, with a thoughtful look on his face.
There are only 365 main veins in total. The True Immortal giants are definitely not enough to divide them up. It is destined that some of them will retreat to the first-level branch veins. The number of first-level branch veins is too many and there is no need at all. In battle, real immortals can choose at will.
Many true immortals know their respective combat prowess thoroughly. They know who they can beat and who they can't, so there are very few battles on the main line.
It can be said that privately internally, they have already allocated the ownership of the main line, and the appearance of Yao and Shun was just an accident.
But for some reason today, there are a lot of surprises. Some little guys who don’t know the heights of the world are still occupying the main line and not moving away.
"Amitabha!"
"Black boy, the Lord Buddha wants this main line. Spare your life and leave quickly."
. "
The Blood Buddha came through the air, taking a blood lotus step at a time. His bare feet landed on the tough and cold main veins. He clasped his hands together and looked at the dark-skinned stupid man in front of him with an evil look on his face.
With the Blood Buddha's terrifying and murderous nature, he would naturally not be so kind. He just disdained and disdained to take action against the weak. Only true immortals of the same level could interest him.
"Monk, I'm sorry, I own this place!"
Raymond opened his eyes, which were clean and clear, and slowly stood up. His tall body was like a sacred mountain rising from the ground, and even the surrounding void was squeezed out into ripples.
"Um!?"
The Blood Buddha's expression changed slightly, and he suspected that it was an illusion caused by his own perception. He did not sense any energy fluctuations or lawful aura from the boy in front of him.
As if it were a pure body?
But how is this possible!
Even the weakest Lingxuan Realm monk should have pure spiritual energy fluctuations and the breath of Principle Source Law in his body, unless this kid is a mortal.
But obviously this is impossible. How could a mortal appear here, and just shaking his body can cause ripples in the void.
That dark and burly body seemed to contain terrifying power!
"Interesting, what kind of power is this? Haha, Amitabha, let me take a good look at your background!"
The Blood Buddha became serious, his eyes were cold and stern, and before he finished speaking, he turned into a line of blood and appeared in front of Raymond in an instant, raising his palm to cut him in half.
"Brother Yan, are you looking at this?"
Raymond's expression was erratic, his fists were clenched in vain, a strange color flashed across his body, and a violent aura rose into the sky.
"Brother Yan, we started practicing together, but you walked too fast and too hastily. Finally, I finally stood here. At least, I can see your back..."
Ho ho ho!
Raymond looked up to the sky and yelled angrily, his eyes ejected bright beams of light, and an unimaginable fission reaction occurred in his body. The black holes of six trillions of flesh and blood particles turned into pure white almost at the same time, changing from an endless sucking state to a spouting state. , spurting out endless terrifying power.
"kill--"
"What!
? "
The Blood Buddha's eyes were horrified. The air pressure caused by the swinging fist actually directly annihilated the void, forming a bright void that ran through tens of thousands of light-years.
So fast!
Beyond the speed of thought, before he had time to think, the thick fist had already hit his face hard.
Katsa——
