An Qisheng naturally does not think that he also has this world that can kill him.
This is not and cannot be a coincidence.
He has been speculating on the cause of the 'cosmic displacement' and its possible consequences since a long time ago, and now it seems to have been verified.
Faintly, An Qisheng seemed to be able to feel it.
It’s not just the human world, it’s not just Xuanxing, it’s not just Wanyang Realm.
A major change with huge impact and wide spread is happening or is about to happen among many worlds.
Disasters in the world and the universe are unbearable for any group or individual.
No one can stay out of it.
Tribulation...
An Qisheng lowered his eyes and concentrated, saying nothing, but there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, which flashed and then disappeared, and started again and again.
Phew~
The ship broke through the waves, and not long after, Bai Yujing, who was dominating the riverside, had disappeared.
...
Of the nine states in the world, the demon clan and the ancient relics each occupy one state. The remaining seven states are all occupied by the human race. The dragon and phoenix clans are trapped in the four seas.
The rest of the small tribes live in seclusion among the many oases in the boundless desert sea.
But, this is just the surface.
During the more than 20,000 years since the disappearance of Guanglong Supreme, the seemingly peaceful world was actually undercurrents. Many of the expelled powerful clans were peeping at the land of the human race.
Longzhou, as its name suggests, was the ancestral land of the dragon clan in ancient times. There was a dragon king who captured stars and meteorites, filled in the blanks to create land, moved the four seas, and opened up thousands of rivers.
It can be said that apart from the four seas, it is the most suitable place for dragons to live.
Similar to it, there are Fengzhou, Huangzhou and Qiongqizhou.
The human race occupies the land of the Seven States, but has never changed the ancient name of the Seven States.
Roar~~~
In the North Pole of Longzhou, where thousands of rivers meet, there is a vast inland sea, which stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, and is home to countless aquatic species.
At this time, winds and clouds gathered over the inland sea, and thunder roared, like night covering the sky. Strong winds blew, and the endless sea water rose to the sky like rain against the current.
The thunder rolled away and dark clouds covered the sky.
A divine dragon as bright as golden fire reached up to the sky and down to the deep sea. Its roar shook the sky for tens of thousands of miles, arousing the horror of many celestial phenomena and many monks on an island in the sea.
"Who can make Master Long come back in anger?! Yumen, what happened after Yumen?"
"That's the message from Dongzhou Butian Pavilion. Could it be that something has changed in Dongzhou Butian Pavilion?"
"Master Long is gifted with extraordinary talent and his bloodline has returned to his ancestors. Even though he is famous among all dragon clans in the contemporary era, who can make him return in anger?"
On the small island, all the monks of Butian Pavilion were shocked and confused, looking at the huge dragon that was turning the river upside down with trembling expressions.
There are seven bloodlines in Butian Pavilion, and the seven races are mixed, including humans, demons, dragons and phoenixes, and even ancient relics. Although their bloodline has two races, human and demon, the leader is the dragon race.
This Ao Wushou is the master of Butian Pavilion in Longzhou. He is also a famous overlord in Longzhou. His status is much higher than that of Butian Pavilion in Dongzhou.
All this is naturally due to strength!
The bloodline of the dragon clan covers all clans, and among the human clan, only the awakened ones with powerful physiques such as gods, saints, buddhas, and buddhas can compare with it.
Let alone a leader like Ao Wushu?
His physique is extremely powerful, and he has the record of tearing apart the human race and crushing vacuum-level masters.
"Why is Brother Ao so angry?"
A heavy and sonorous sound came from a dark palace on the island.
A figure followed people and appeared in a place covered by dark clouds and where the electric dragon rolled away. It was wearing a monk's robe, its skin was crystal clear, its face was broad, its shoulders were large, and its eyes were warm.
"Datoro!"
The giant dragon probed its head, its thousand-foot-long dragon beards dancing wildly in the wind, and a pair of dragon eyes flashed with extremely violent light: "Those trash in Dongzhou, they lost the domain gate, and let me be plotted against!"
Ao Wushou was furious.
He was slapped in the face and hit back hard by pressing his head.
How shameful and humiliating is this?
It has been more than a thousand years since he came into the world, and he has never suffered such a shame and humiliation. How can he not be furious!
If the distance between the two states hadn't been too far, he would have gone through the air to kill the rat.
"who is it?"
Monk Datoro's robes were fluttering and his eyes were bright: "On the surface, there are no more than five people in Dongzhou who can defeat you. Emperor Tianding, the first contemporary person in Dongzhou, seems to be dead. The three holy masters will not take action. ..."
"I don't know!"
Speaking of this, Ao Wushou became furious. He was slapped twice in the face. He didn't even know who the enemy was. How could he not be angry?
"I heard that a great master has emerged in Dongzhou in recent years. His name is Taoist Yuanyang. It seems that even Qian Shishi was suppressed by him. Could it be him?"
Datoro's heart moved, and he said: "I heard that the Dongzhou lineage has a grudge against this person, could it be..."
"It's not impossible!"
Ao Wushou soared into the sky, his dragon tail flying across the sky, emptying out thousands of acres of smoke and dust, tearing apart the billowing dark clouds, revealing the true face of the sun:
"Datoro, you come with me to the Star Reaching Platform and use their domain gate to go to Demon State. I want to see who dares to bully me like this!"
"Brother Ao, the Holy Lord has laws and regulations. You are not allowed to take action without permission before the weather changes, let alone seeking revenge across states?"
Datoro clasped his hands together and shook his head slightly:
"What's the point of enduring a moment of anger?"
He doesn't want to go.
Changes are imminent, and anyone who is aspiring to the great road is waiting for the opportunity. At this time, fighting with others to the death, no matter the outcome, is not worth the gain.
"Ho~~~"
The dragon's roar echoed throughout the world.
Ao Wushou tore the void apart and fled away, but he didn't even bother to pay attention to Datoro.
Wow~
The aftermath of the inland sea has not stopped, and huge water flows from the sky like a waterfall.
"Bloodline has advantages and disadvantages. We have the strongest bloodline among all races, but the consequences are too great..."
Seeing Ao Wushou leaving through the air, Datoro couldn't help but shook his head:
"This stupid dragon will die sooner or later because of his character..."
Thanks to the blessing of the ancient dragon king, the dragon bloodline is powerful and widely spread, and has flourished for millions of years, but there is no perfect race in the world.
The Holy Spirit Clan was born powerful but harsh in birth, with few people. The Dragon Clan was strong and had many people, but it also had huge hidden dangers.
That's the emotion.
The dragons in the world are either promiscuous, violent, or violent...
This Ao is headless and has a violent nature. Even though he has practiced Buddhism, he cannot hide his true nature.
Phew~
With a flick of his hand, the Buddha's light fell into the island and arranged many matters.
"No one is allowed to go to sea without permission before we return!"
After saying this, he tore the void apart and fled away.
...
Huhu~
The fog is shrouded and the cold wind is howling.
There seemed to be countless ghosts and monsters crying and whispering in the secluded mountains and rivers. If someone were here, they could even smell the smell of blood that lingered for an unknown amount of time but could still be smelled.
The blood does not have a fishy smell, but instead exudes an elixir that is even more wonderful than the finest elixirs, nourishing the earth.
"Huh~"
Somewhere on the towering mountain peaks, Fa Wushe woke up from sitting in meditation and slowly exhaled.
In the battle at Zhuwangtai, he would have died if there was no substitute. In addition, he also lost the Marquis Lingbao, although everyone knew that this matter had nothing to do with him.
However, he was still punished to practice cultivation here.
Woohoo~
Even in the daytime, the sound of sobbing still persisted.
Fa Wushe subconsciously glanced at a black-red peak thousands of miles away. That peak was the former main peak of the Qing Dao.
Once upon a time, the most amazing and talented Taoist Master Mieqing was nailed to death on that mountain peak.
After bleeding for three years, the vast ocean of blood seemed to flood the mountains, almost destroying the mountain gate of Mie Qing Dao at that time.
Now, of course, there is no trace on that mountain peak, but there is the condensed blood and the faint sound of whispers and sobs.
But it seemed to flow down forever.
He knew that this was done deliberately by all the masters of the Mieqing Dao in the past generations, in order to make generations of Mieqing Dao disciples remember that incident.
Buzz~
Just as Fa Wushe opened her eyes, a slight whisper sounded in her ears.
A curtain of light then unfolded in front of her.
An old woman with a gloomy face appeared in the light curtain and said in a low voice: "There is no mercy for the law!"
"Grandma Fa."
Fa Wushe's eyes narrowed and he looked respectful: "Why are you always looking for me?"
"Do you know everything that has happened in Tianding Kingdom in recent days?"
The old woman's voice was hoarse and sharp, like bricks rubbing against the wall, extremely unpleasant to hear.
"Is what you are talking about the reforms that took place after the new king of Tianding Kingdom came to the throne?"
Fa Wusheng's heart moved.
Although he is a latent cultivator, he is not completely ignorant of the outside world.
Tianding Kingdom, since the original fourth prince, now Emperor Tianshou, came to the throne, has made great moves. For thousands of years, Emperor Tianding has only implemented everything in Tianjiao City.
At this time, it had begun to spread under the leadership of the princes and princesses of Emperor Tianding, the large and small sects gathered by him, and the masters of casual cultivators.
Emperor Tianding certainly did not do anything in these more than a thousand years. This so-called 'reform' was implemented very quickly and had a great impact.
"No, it's Taoist Yuanyang, the national master of Tianding Kingdom."
The old woman's eyes were condensed, with a hint of disbelief: "That Taoist Yuanyang hunted down the unknown master of Butian Pavilion for 1.2 million miles, and killed him in front of Bai Yujing yesterday, and suppressed Butian with his great supernatural power. The Pavilion Master, the Lingtian Sect Master, and a Supreme Elder from the Wanfa Tower!"
"Wha, what?"
Fa Wushe was horrified and stood up: "Are you saying that yesterday's riot of King Feng Lingbao was caused by Taoist Yuanyang?!"
"good!"
The old man nodded with a gloomy face: "That Taoist Yuanyang has a secret that cannot be leaked. In the past few years, no matter how hard we search, we can't catch his aura, let alone curse him..."
"Do you want me to go to Bai Yujing to search for the aura that Taoist Yuanyang may have left behind?"
Fa Wushe reacted and frowned slightly:
"But what if Bai Yujing didn't leave too many traces..."
The Wang Bao Sanqi Dharma Destroyer has the strongest curse-killing power in the Eastern Continent. According to legend, there was a master of the Destruction of Qing who used this treasure to cross the ranks and kill a powerful person with a curse.
The old woman asked him to search and capture Taoist Yuanyang's aura, and the purpose was self-evident.
But Taoist Yuanyang was obviously wary, and there were very few traces left. Unless it was someone who had been close to him all year round, who could get his breath?
"That's okay..."
The old woman's expression was a little subtle:
"I heard that Taoist Yuanyang left Bai Yujing and did not return to Tianding. Instead, he transformed into an old Taoist and traveled to various countries. If you follow him, you may not have a chance..."
Fa Wushe was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
...
In the land of Dongzhou, there are hundreds of countries.
The customs and customs of various countries are very different, and their languages and characters are also different. Although the Holy Emperor once traveled the same track and wrote the same text, the world is vast and the years are ruthless.
After ten thousand years, there will still be ten thousand years. In these too long years, completely different writing and culture will eventually evolve.
However, several dynasties belonging to the same sect are very similar and unified.
"Mr. Monster, what did you see, and what are you going to do now?"
On a straight official road, An Qisheng walked slowly and unhurriedly, and the three-hearted blue soul boy couldn't help but poke his head out.
It's so curious.
It is very interested in the things in the altar, and is extremely eager to know what kind of power it is that can transmit information from the 'future' back to the 'past'.
This kind of power is something that not even the direct descendants of Nightmare Hydra can possess.
How could it not be curious about things related to the immortal species and even the eternal species.
However, no matter how it asked, An Qisheng never revealed anything.
"Saw trouble."
An Qisheng walked on the official road, as if he was measuring the earth with his feet, his expression was quiet and his eyes were calm:
"But this trouble is not my problem alone. Naturally, I have to talk to Him..."
