In the Golden Palace of the Fuso Sacred Tree Kingdom, two thousand-foot-long divine lights cut through the void, like cold heavenly knives. The space along the way was making noise and causing countless ripples.
The blazing true fire of the sun surged into the sky, and in the sea of fire, a tall and heroic being rose up.
The Golden Crow King has an indifferent expression, his hair is as bright as divine gold, his golden energy surrounds his body, and all the laws of heaven and earth obey him.
In his eyes, the sun and the moon are sinking, mountains and rivers are collapsing, and there are eternal vicissitudes of life in the wheel. Between the movements of his hands and feet, thousands of sparks sparkle for a moment, magnificent and gorgeous, like the most blazing divine sun in the world.
In front of him was a young man in his twenties, Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow tribe.
Among the ten princes of the Golden Crow clan, one is stronger than the other, and the one who is the most powerful among them is Lao Liu Lu Ya, which makes many leaders bow their heads.
This is a fearsome Golden Crow. He tore apart dragons and killed Tianpeng when he was young. He was extremely talented and famous in the Ziwei Star Territory. He killed many cult leaders soon after he entered the second heaven of Sendai.
The two people have similar looks and figures, their long golden hair is flying, golden light flows, and their golden pupils shoot out a divine light like a sharp sword.
Lu Ya's eyes were calm and he said in a deep voice: "Father, the Human King Palace has dispatched the ancient killing array."
"That old thing finally moved. I've been waiting for this day for a long time," the Golden Crow King said with a cold look on his face. There was a kind of demonic power in his eyes, and his eyes were sharp.
There was no one who did not covet the ancient scriptures of the gods. Now that the enemies in the sea of blood and the forbidden magic were coexisting, he decisively gave up the retreat.
"Father, it is said that this matter was planned by the saint from the Ziwei Dynasty." Lu Ya was a little worried.
The Golden Crow King's eyes were deep and his mind was unmoved. He glanced at Lu Ya, and then said in a calm voice: "It's just a statue, it's nothing to be afraid of, and I'm not the only one who takes action. Xiao Liu, we don't need to face the saint directly. .”
After speaking, he stretched out his palm and opened the space with one finger, and then illusory golden wings appeared behind him. The wings shook, and the whole person disappeared into the ancient palace.
Lu Ya looked cold and stopped for a moment before disappearing into the vast sea of fire.
Not only the Golden Crow tribe, this scene is also being staged by many forces.
For the masters behind the major forces, there are no secrets under this starry sky.
When something happened in the Hall of the Human King and the Temple of Immortality, these old antiques who were said to have already passed away appeared...
In Luzhou, in the north of Xiri Domain, in a mountain and river, the moon is about to fall, the sky is about to be bright, it is hazy, and the scenery is invisible.
Here, the purple rocks stand tall, the cliffs are smooth and clean, Ganoderma lucidum grows, ginseng mushrooms sprout, the fairy spirit condensed from Tao Qi lies alone under the bluestone, the silver is hanging down, steaming, spiritual birds are flying, and the ancient medicine is fragrant.
A moment later, an ancient cave in Zishan spewed out dense purple mist, and the entire mountain range seemed to be located thirty-three days away, extremely dusty.
At the same time, a man with an ordinary appearance, an average figure, and an extremely ordinary man from any angle walked out.
Yin Tiande looked down at the mountains and rivers and sighed, with a look of regret in his eyes.
"It's a pity that time doesn't wait for me. If you give me a few more years..."
The breeze blew, and mist rose from the ancient cave. A man with a facial expression somewhat similar to Yin Tiande walked out.
Yin Tianzhi advised: "Brother, it's better not to get involved in this matter when it involves a saint."
His elder brother is now standing in the sixth small realm of the Second Heaven of Sendai. He has killed the top leader with his own hands. His strength is as strong as the abyss and the sea, which is enough to control the Ziwei Star.
However, if this matter is handled by an ancient sage, the risk is extremely high. Once the ancient sage is still in the state, the consequences will be disastrous.
Yin Tiande's eyes flashed with light as he considered the gains and losses.
The two stood side by side, with different expressions.
Yin Tiande's eyes were deep. The appearance of ancient spiritual scriptures was Zi Wei's greatest opportunity. He was very moved and did not want to give up like this. He had had great opportunities before and could compete with the king in a short period of time...
Finally, Yin Tiande took a step forward, and for a moment the ripples of Dao were revealed. Purple energy surged around him, moving towards the Morning Star Territory.
Yin Tianzhi was a little worried. He watched his brother leave, stood alone on Ziya for a long time, and then walked slowly back to the ancient cave...
The stars fall, the night fades, the mountain fog gradually rises, black turns into dusk, dusk turns into yin, and yin turns into yang.
Layers of clouds appeared at the end of the sky, crimson and vigorous. The Sun Star Lord flew out from the far east with a golden chariot, spreading the light of the sun on this land.
Among the mountains and valleys, there is an ancient temple. It is full of divine colors and looks very sacred. It flies rapidly in the morning light and passes through a long line of clouds in the sky.
Deep in the Temple of Immortality, Su Yu was playing chess with a Qinggu Taoist. The two looked as usual and explained their respective Taoist methods on the square-inch chessboard.
Between the interlacing of black and white, Taoism flourishes and clouds gather. The artistic conception of dry glory and the artistic conception of purple micro turn into gods, demons and fairies, colliding and fighting with each other, deducing deeper changes.
"Buzz!"
The bronze chessboard emits a dazzling light. In the halo, against the waves of the blue sea, a vast dragon roar sounds. With unwillingness, the purple dragon's blood spills into the ocean, and the crystal true blood wanders in the track, dazzling and dense. A ray of light.
Seeing that the opponent's Ziwei Dragon was defeated by his immortal Taoist body, Taoist Qinggu smiled softly, returned the chessboard to its source, then looked at Su Yu and said, "I didn't expect you to give up the Ziwei Emperor Tao."
Su Yu put down the white jade chess piece in his hand with a calm expression, not caring about the outcome of the chess game.
He has only touched upon the Ziwei Imperial Dao a little, and with the help of the "Source of Dao", he can barely compete with the Dacheng King. His discussion of Dao is acceptable, but if he fights with his real body, he will be far behind.
"The road to the emperor's path is too difficult. If you want to become a saint, you must unify Luzhou in the north." Su Yu looked at the jade box aside and said calmly.
The ancient Qing Taoist understood this, nodded slightly, and said calmly: "That's true."
Although Su Yu's discussion was a bit eclipsed this time, he did not become suspicious.
In his opinion, the other party coincided with the Zidu in his memory. This kind of aura soaked in time could not be imitated at all.
His eyes wandered, as if he had returned to that time when the two were fighting on the same level. This time, he had the upper hand!
As they spoke, the chess box in front of the two of them flew out. This time, Su Yu took the white piece and struck first.
"It seems that I still have to reveal something, otherwise the other party will become suspicious."
Su Yu's eyes were densely covered with runes, and he looked at the Qinggu Taoist with a leisurely expression. Then he smiled softly, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and he used his secret technique.
"Zheng!"
On the flat one on the square chessboard, a wisp of sword energy shot into the sky, and it turned into an ancient sword. It was simple at first, but as Su Yu's spiritual thoughts activated it, it burst out with the light of Lingtian, the sword light was unparalleled, and turned into a dazzling god. Hong, slashed forward, making the array tremble.
This sword holder started with the Hell Path of Death and the Immortal Tribulation Sword Technique. It looks so gloomy and deadly that it makes one's soul burst. One sword is enough to kill a high-level king.
"This kind of sword intent..."
The ancient Qing Taoist looked sideways and looked deeply at the divine sword in the cloud formation.
The slender ancient sword floats and sinks, dancing with the Taoist body of immortality. In an instant, the light is chaotic, the floating gold flashes, the shadows are confused, and countless death auras rise into the sky. The entire chessboard is plunged into a strange catastrophe, exuding a thick The ominous atmosphere is daunting.
The beam of light ejected from the bronze chessboard surpasses everything, is extremely bright, cuts through the Tao, cuts through the chaos, destroys everything, and is mysterious to the extreme.
The scarlet, dark blood dripped, directly encompassing all the paths of death, and even the Taoist meaning of "withering silence" of the ancient Taoists of the Qing Dynasty was usurped.
Wither and prosperity alternate, the sun and the moon rotate, chaos surges, the universe is shattered, and wisps of cold light emerge one after another. That is order, a rule, and a great road.
The Sword of Tribulation and Destruction carried the awe-inspiring will of God, instantly annihilating the "glory" in the meaning of Kurong Dao, directly killing the path of life, and then the sword energy spread out, swallowing up the path of death.
Su Yu closed his eyes and his clothes lifted up without any wind. He was like a monk who had seen the world of mortals, exuding traces of the vicissitudes of life, making people look at him with admiration.
"Extreme Yin, Sword Dao, Disaster..."
The expression of the old man in green robe changed slightly. He looked at the cracked bronze chessboard and thought about when this old friend turned to swordsmanship.
He exclaimed: "Who would believe that the spear king of the Star Territory back then actually switched to swordsmanship."
Chaos mist passed by, Su Yu waved his sleeves and retracted the black sword energy, a smile appeared on his face, and his attitude was very conceited.
Just when he was still about to say something, a loud noise was heard, the ancient palace turned over, and then wisps of blood mist spread outside the palace.
The purple energy was hazy, and Su Yu remained motionless, thinking to himself: "It's finally here, I knew how could these great masters forget it."
Although his face showed anger, his heart felt relaxed.
This is also part of his plan.
After Ziwei's battle, he asked Ming Dao to capture the spies of the major forces, and then released some news about the immortal inheritance of the current king.
Among them is the situation of "the foundation of the divine dynasty". In the eyes of the major forces, after the bloody battle, the saint's foundation of the Ziwei divine dynasty is about to die, and there is no way to recover.
This is also the reason why the messenger received a cold reception at the Changsheng Temple. It was not until the saint's clone came in person that he changed his attitude...
In Su Yu's eyes, this group of current kings are the steps for him to build the road, especially since they also have divine bloodlines such as human king body and celestial demon body.
Even if this plan fails, he will take action later.
"Kill my disciple!" Qing Gu Taoist stabilized his figure, then revealed his murderous intent, and his green eyes bloomed with a frightening beam of light.
He took one step and rushed out of the hall.
At dawn, the magnificent Immortality Temple has become a vast ancient world, as if it can contain the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. It is majestic and terrifying, and the breathtaking Holy Dao Qi crushes the heavens, making people feel nervous. crack.
Taoist Zhengde looked pale and kept activating this sacred weapon handed down from ancient times to fight against the unknown powerful existence.
The master of Changsheng Temple and the three deputy temple masters stayed in the ancestral land. This time when he went to Ziwei as an envoy, the ancient Qing Taoist only brought three powerful descendants with him. One of the elders has died.
The next moment, the sea of clouds surged, and a tall figure fell from the starry sky like a flying fairy from the sky. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of you, as if it came from outside the world, and it was incredibly fast.
He rushed towards the Taoist Zhengde, with all five fingers spread out, and the vast pressure was like a master from ancient times lording over the earth. He was invincible and unstoppable. The chains of order between his fingers shone brightly, blooming with divine light.
"How dare you, thief!" the monks in the ancient palace shouted.
The next moment, the Ancient Taoist Temple of Immortality shines brightly, filling the sky with starlight and moonlight, blooming into a trace of the avenue, covering the place.
The ancient holy weapon resurrected, appearing like a wild and ferocious beast. The cold aura of the holy way poured down from the sky and blocked the space.
However, for the Dacheng King, the legendary holy weapons do not have much deterrent effect.
This tall figure was so powerful and frightening that it had an overwhelming advantage. Before the power of the holy way came, it shattered the body of the third elder of the Ancient Taoist Temple of Immortality with one palm.
"puff!"
He struck out with another palm, not even sparing the opponent's spirit, shattering it into a rain of light.
The Guguan monks were extremely horrified. This was the first time they had truly felt the edge of the Dao-Slaying King.
This elder has been on the ninth small step of the second level of Immortal Platform for 700 years. His cultivation has reached its peak, and he is capable of fighting for the Lord of the Holy Land. However, he was slapped to death with two palms. The person who came here is definitely a terrifying Great Master!
In the other direction, a person wrapped in divine radiance appeared out of thin air on the crystal clear stone platform, spanning ancient and modern times, like a god coming to the world.
One of his hands fell, forming an invincible divine realm, imprisoning Zhengde Taoist inside, unable to move.
"puff!"
His thin hand gently waved down, and the next master of the Immortal Ancient Taoist Temple was instantly torn into pieces, and his soul escaped.
The door of the ancient palace opened, and in the vermilion-red palace, Taoist Qinggu was reaching his limit, trying to save Taoist Zhengde's soul, but he was still a step too late.
The light and shadow clasped their hands together, and a halo of light came out, wiping out the soul of Taoist Zhengde.
The Qinggu Taoist's expression became colder and colder, and the anger in his heart reached the sky. Two of his disciples and one of his disciples died.
"boom!"
The change reappeared, a bright rainbow broke through the sky, and a being shrouded in fairy light walked out.
He took one step forward, stepped out a big foot with overwhelming combat power, and landed vertically, dominating the world, as if he was going to trample everything under his feet, and directly trampled to death an elder of the Sendai Secret Realm.
"puff!"
This is a bloody scene. This being stepped on the elder of immortal inheritance and fell. He stomped his chest to pieces, stepped through it, and stepped on the ground.
The third Dacheng King appears!
"when!"
Dao lines were densely covered. The ancient Taoist from Qing Dynasty shouted, raised his hand and struck a blow. The palm print collided with the third king. The stream of light filled the sky, cut through the sky, and cut down a chaotic waterfall. It broke out here, but was dark. !
Immediately afterwards, the being surrounded by fairy light waved his palms, the blue light surged, and the two of them each struck a blow.
Divine magic and secret techniques all came out, like stars falling, knocking down the sky, the bright light drowned everything, and the great avenues of heaven and earth were wailing.
Su Yu also walked out. He glanced at a certain place in the void, looked at each other with a hidden person, showed a meaningful smile, and recognized the other person's identity.
The second heaven of Sendai dared to participate in the battle of kings. Except for Yin Tiande, the first genius in the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory, he could not think of anyone else.
Deep in the void, Yin Tiande's heart palpitated, as if he was being stared at by a wild beast.
When the light came out of his eyes and he looked over, the other person had already looked away, as if it was just a coincidence and he hadn't been exposed yet.
"This is the power of the Tao-killing King..."
Feeling the fierce collision in the battle, Yin Tiande wanted to retreat and looked horrified.
He held the Taoist talisman tightly in his hand. This was a secret treasure he obtained from a saint's cave. If activated, it could carry him across a continent, and even the holy soldiers could not interrupt it.
It wasn't until this moment that he saw the true face of this world. In the past, he killed the Holy Lord and shocked Luzhou, and even Ziwei was afraid that it was just a joke.
These talents are the masters of Ziwei Ancient Star!
In one breath, Yin Tiande had thousands of thoughts in his mind, and finally chose to escape.
In this situation, the possibility that both of these accomplished kings will suffer losses is very slim, and the chance of making a mistake is almost zero. It is still best to move around!
