In the Jiutian Demon Suppression Tower, the demon who had been resurrected for hundreds of years felt the dragon aura coming from all directions and was haunted by a sense of fear.
Perhaps sensing the demon's uneasiness, Jiang Yun said calmly: "Jialan Demon, are you afraid of the dragon energy from all directions?"
"Hmph, how can I be afraid of a heavenly true dragon? But today is the time for me to escape from trouble!" The demon leader, who was called the Galan Demon, sneered and said, "The stinky Taoist priest has suppressed me for five hundred years. I will remember this grudge."
Jiang Yun said disapprovingly: "How can you get out of trouble? If you get out of the group of demons in the tower without a master, that will be the day when I destroy the demons and realize the Tao!"
"Haha, even if you become a one-step Dao, it will only be a heavenly thing. As long as I get out of trouble and cultivate the Demon God, I will be an upright Demon Lord of the Earthly Immortal Realm. How can I be afraid of you? Jialan Demon smiled contemptuously.
Jiang Yun heard this and without saying a word, he threw down the Dragon King's True Scale. Immediately, the dragon's roar shook the sky, and a true dragon's phantom flew into the sky and entangled itself on the top of the tower, wrapping its dragon body around the tower.
At the same time, at an altar far away in Youxu Continent, countless monsters knelt down. Shangguan Ruxue was dressed in red, with long hair flying, and a pair of red demon eyes exuding temptation. He raised his hands to the sky, and a ghost appeared on his exposed skin. With countless densely packed magic patterns, the Qianzhang Altar exploded into the sky with a magnificent pillar of magic light as she chanted in a low voice.
Qing Cang, who was sitting on the dragon chair in the Heavenly Palace far away, suddenly opened his eyes, and stabbed out the Cangyun Spear in his hand instantly. The sound of huge dragon roars shook all directions, and all the top cultivators were startled, fearing that this dragon When you are angry, you will fight in all directions.
But when the Cangyun Gun broke through the sky, the sky and the earth darkened, and a grand blue magic flower bloomed, and the terrifying magic filled the air. Seven blue magic flowers flashed in the air and mysteriously avoided the Cangyun Gun, and then sank into the Tiangong.
The next moment, a burst of demonic energy burst into the sky, and Jiang Yun on the Jiutian Demon Suppression Tower was instantly wrapped in the black demonic sea. The ancient tower shook and lifted up, and a figure walked out. He had disheveled hair, wearing a robe, with orchid prints on his eyebrows, and bright eyes. The autumn water makes the face as beautiful as an orchid.
Jialan Demon smiled and said: "After 70,000 years of antiquity, I will finally see the light of day!"
He lowered his head and glanced at Jiang Yun, who was still meditating and adhering to his original intention, and smiled contemptuously, "Little Taoist priest, I think you are talented, so why not fall into my demonic path and follow me to become a demon!"
Jiang Yun's heart felt like still water, and magic chains were generated all over his body to lock the void. Then he held up a spiritual talisman with two fingers and said slowly: "Emperor's spiritual talisman, I wish you success, go!"
After the words fell, the spiritual talisman flew up and bloomed into a golden light. The heaven and earth were filled with brilliant golden light. The Galan Demon exclaimed in shock: "The divine power of incense! How can there be such terrifying divine power of incense?"
The entire heavenly palace floated with countless divine powers as the talismans bloomed. This was the divine power of incense accumulated by Liuyu for more than a thousand years. It has exceeded the limit of the incense divine way in the world. The mighty power of faith turned into a long river, rolling up the Garland Demon. Wrapping him up, he disappeared between heaven and earth.
Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect such an accident to happen in Tiangong.
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Daozhou, Forgotten Dao Sect, Zihu Zhenxian's complexion changed greatly, and he secretly thought that the Jialan Demon was released. The Jiutian Demon Suppression Tower was indeed a demon treasure, but there was also a demon suppressed in the tower. It was his mortal enemy, Lord Jialan.
There is no such thing as unity in the demonic world. Only interests and strength are the rules and order.
He could no longer sit still. He could throw away the Demon Suppressing Tower and get it back quickly, but Demon Lord Jialan must not let it go.
The Purple Gourd True Immortal swept his sleeves and turned into a ray of purple light that shot through the sky. In an instant, he traveled thousands of miles across the continent and arrived at the sky above Linnan Continent. However, he happened to see the long river of divine power of faith sweep away the Jialan Demon.
He unhurriedly took off the purple gourd from his waist, opened the mouth of the gourd and said with a smile: "Gourd, collect the sky!"
After the words fell, the purple gourd suddenly lit up with divine light, and a piece of purple aura covered the world. The long river flowed backwards into the palm-sized gourd. He actually took away the divine power of the ten thousand feet long river of faith.
Immortal Purple Gourd shook the gourd in his hand, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly because he did not sense the aura of the Galan Demon.
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Dajin, Jiangzhou.
On the official road, a group of people marched eastward in a mighty manner. There were 500 soldiers guarding the convoy, as well as more than ten Jishen attendants, plus several third-rank officials. Officials from all over the place did not dare to stop them at all along the way.
Qin Shilang was drowsy as he sat in the carriage. He had walked for half a month. The journey was tiring. Even if he was only forty years old and was a mortal, it was still hard work.
He lifted the car curtain and looked out, saying, "Is there a post station ahead? Let's rest early today."
"Yes! Sir!" The attendant outside the car immediately said yes.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and dust was everywhere on the official road. Everyone covered their faces, and a dark blue light flew towards Minister Qin in the carriage. The official luck bird above his head was about to spread its wings and show off its power, but was blinded by a flash of blue light.
Qin Shilang's eyes flashed with blue light, a faint smile appeared on his face, and an orchid print disappeared fleetingly between his eyebrows.
After the strong wind subsided, the officials asked Qin Shilang for his opinion.
"Let's leave early, the Holy Emperor's order is more important." Qin Shilang suddenly changed his words.
Although everyone in the convoy was surprised, they did not dare to ask any more questions. After all, Qin Shilang was the foreign minister who was sent to Fengdu Kingdom by the Emperor's personal decree. He wanted to establish harmony and friendship between the two countries and sign a treaty of trust.
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In the Heavenly Palace, just when everyone thought everything was calm, suddenly a shocking pillar of light erupted, and the power of the four images was condensed in the void in all directions. An 8,000-foot phantom shadow stood in the sky, but it was four magic chains!
"Tianpin! This is an abnormality of someone breaking through the heavenly level and combining the two dharma of heaven and earth!"
"Who has broken through to the heavenly level? Could it be the emperor?"
"But the Emperor's Shrine is in the north, and this Dharma image is in the south. It doesn't look like the Emperor's Dharma image."
Everyone was talking a lot, but when they saw Jiang Yun walking out of Piao Miao Garden, they all understood that this was not the emperor.
The Purple Gourd True Immortal in Linnan Continent also sensed Jiang Yun's aura. His eyes were slightly cold and he smiled lightly and said: "Traitor, it turns out that you are here, which makes it easier to find my master."
Jiang Yun, who was in the Tianpin realm, also seemed to be aware of it, looking at Zihu Zhenxian across the sky.
The Purple Gourd True Immortal looked at the list of gods in the Heavenly Palace, suppressed his emotions, and disappeared.
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As the day approaches, the atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace becomes more and more serious. Many people have a big mountain weighing on their hearts. They all know it, but they dare not say it.
The dragon chariot from the East China Sea and the dragon chariot from the South China Sea arrived first. The auspicious clouds stretched endlessly for thousands of miles, and the grand cloud light bloomed on the sky. The people at the foot of Hui Mountain worshiped the sky one after another.
In the Xiahe Lu family, countless branch disciples fled back to their ancestral home in embarrassment. All their relatives were slaughtered. Only they could escape with the protection of Liu Jiaoxian family and returned here alive.
The tall Lujiabao city wall blocked the pursuit from the Jin Dynasty and gave the descendants of the Lu family distributed in all directions the last escape route.
As for escaping to Tianzhu Kingdom, the borders of Jin Dynasty have long been sealed, leaving the Lu family with no way out.
In the Jin Dynasty and Jinjing, the once glorious Lu Mansion was left with only corpses and blood flowing everywhere. The temple dedicated to Liu Xian was also destroyed, and even the tall emperor statue in the temple was beheaded.
Inside the courtyard wall, there were corpses everywhere, including housekeepers, servants, the old, the weak, the sick, and even chickens, dogs, cats, and dogs. There was not a single living thing.
The body of the young master of the Lu family fell in front of the temple. Blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still open, his arms were stretched out and he lost consciousness at the last moment looking at the statue of the emperor that had been enshrined for hundreds of years.
The Great Heavenly Official of the current dynasty was deposed overnight and was killed with a stick in the deep palace. His body was hung on the city gate of Jinjing and was stoned and smashed by the people who came and went.
It was as if the thousand-year glory and splendor of the Lu family was so unreal that it changed overnight. The position of the first aristocratic family in the Jin Dynasty is about to change hands.
When they went down to the Lu family in the river, the Jushen servants surrounded Lujiabao. There were also five thousand troops and dozens of martial arts masters.
They did not dare to act rashly. After all, this was a thousand-year-old family with the protection of Emperor Nanhua in the south.
In the Lu Family Fort, on the main square, Lu Yuanhe, the fifty-first-generation head of the family, said in a deep voice: "Everyone, I have inherited the Lu family from Xiahe for fifty-one years, and have experienced more than one thousand, seven hundred years. Countless lives and deaths, ups and downs, today our generation is facing the crisis of genocide again.
Jiaren Zhongfengxiang, Wenhua Jinchang. The Yuan Dynasty is prosperous with virtuous people, good deeds and good faith. Filial piety and brotherhood spread far and wide, poems and books and etiquette are long-lasting, great plans and great achievements are made in the country, and the pine trees are fragrant forever!
This is the sequence of my Lu family's genealogy. I rely on the grace of Emperor Nanhua to protect me and never cut off the bloodline inheritance. Today, the Holy Emperor of Jin Dynasty massacres countless descendants of my Lu family and even wants to kill them all. We can only fight with our strength.
The Lujiabao was built by the 47th generation patriarch of the family, and even ordinary real people could not break it when there was a large formation to protect the family. The Chenghuang of Daochenghuang in Nanzhou was once the god of Chishui, and he was on good terms with Emperor Nanhua. As long as he doesn't take action, our Lu family will not be defeated.
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"Boom~"
Outside the Lujiabao, martial arts practitioners began to storm the castle fortress one after another. They all had the strength of lower-level monks, but no matter how much their skills fell on the clan-protecting formation, it was in vain.
More and more martial arts masters took action, and they were all great masters who were as good as real people. The God-seeking servants also started to take action. All kinds of auras fell crazily on the Lu family's clan-protecting formation and began to consume the formation's spiritual power.
The gods from all over Qinan Prefecture were in a dilemma. They were both afraid of the power of the Holy Emperor and worried about the Emperor's methods, so they chose to be neutral and not help each other. They couldn't see clearly the general situation of the world, and even if they saw it clearly, it would be difficult for them to make a decision. There would eventually be a choice between the Emperor and the Holy Emperor.
But now, they don't know which side to choose.
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In the Heavenly Palace, the dragon chariots from all directions have finally arrived, and they are lined up in a mighty manner outside the Beitian Gate. The real dragon leads the chariot, the giant whale serves as the frame, the dragon girl holds the beads, the dragon son guards, the turtle phase is the servant, the sea tribe is the slave, the four seas The dignity of the Lord made the world look at him at this moment.
I don’t know how many people are envious of the Dragon King and long to become the Dragon King and enjoy this supreme honor.
Qing Cang arrived outside the Beitian Gate and looked at the endless dragon chariot and the immortal, demon and sea dragon clans kneeling on the ground. Countless pairs of eyes hidden in the void were staring at him.
The Dragon King of the Four Seas said respectfully: "Welcome the Lord of the Four Seas!"
"Welcome the Lord of the Four Seas!"
The loud voice resounded through the sky, thousands of people respected him, and all the immortals paid homage to him. He was extremely noble.
However, at this moment, Qing Cang turned around and knelt down towards the Emperor's Temple in the north, saying: "Qing Cang bids farewell, brother!
The dragon king enters the sea, the Lord of the four seas, and is still the Lord of the four seas of the Heavenly Palace. I am willing to lead all living beings in the four seas to respect and rule the Heavenly Palace! "
"What? Never!"
"Absolutely not!"
"Longjun! No!"
The Dragon King of the Four Seas was so shocked when he heard this that his heart froze, but they could not stop Qing Cang from bowing before him.
All the immortals in the Heavenly Palace knelt down together and praised, "Best farewell to Lord Dragon!"
Qing Cang stood up, turned around and said, "What do you think? Now I am the Lord of the Four Seas. If you don't respect my order, you will become the common enemy of the four seas!"
From now on, every thousand years, the Dragon Kings of the four seas will go to the Heavenly Palace to report their duties and obtain the approval of the Heavenly Emperor. "
The Dragon Kings of the four seas each looked at each other, then bowed their heads helplessly and said: "I will obey the Dragon King's decree."
Qing Cang waved a token and handed it to Jiang Yun, saying: "This is the order of the Tianhe Mysterious Formation. I will use the ninth level of the Four Seas Mysterious Water to set up the Tianhe Mysterious Formation. The Tianhe River will not dry up and the Heavenly Palace will not be destroyed. Taoist Master has put it away."
Jiang Yun nodded when he heard this and said: "Dragon King, don't worry, Pindao will do his best."
He nodded, turned around and got on the dragon chariot, saying silently in his heart: "Brother, I have tried my best, I hope your hard work and mine have not been in vain!"
"The Holy Dragon King is driving, all living beings should retreat!"
With a melodious shout from Hynix, the Dragon Emperor finally returned to the East China Sea.
The people from all sides who had been patient for a long time no longer had to wait and showed their fangs one after another.
Qing Cang has reached the limit of the Dragon Clan's patience. If he wants to protect Tiangong, there is no doubt that the Dragon Clan will turn his back and leave. After all, the Conferred God List involves too much. If he forcibly protects Tiangong, the Dragon Clan will not have the strength to become an enemy of the Tianyuan Realm.
Jiang Yun stood on the Beitian Gate and waved his hand. The Heavenly River Xuanling burst out with a spiritual light. Countless waters of the Milky Way covered the Heavenly Palace. The faint and heavy water connected to the sky seemed to connect the endless oceans of the four seas.
This formation is the Great Tianhe Formation that Qingcang made with the nine layers of mysterious water sent from the Four Seas Dragon Palace. It is faintly connected to the long river of time that is integrated into the foundation of the Heavenly Palace. Even ordinary immortals cannot sneak into it quietly. As long as the wind, clouds, rain and snow in the sky and the earth continue, this formation will not exhaust its power, the Milky Way will not dry up, and the Heavenly Palace will not be destroyed.
Unless the immortal forcibly breaks through the formation, it is not possible for ordinary immortals to break through the formation. Because this is heavy water that has been collected by the Four Seas Dragon Palace for hundreds of thousands of years, the quantity is immeasurably huge.
Outside the Heavenly Palace, one by one Heavenly Grade cultivators appeared, more than twenty of them.
In the Heavenly Palace, those earth-level monks also surrounded the list of gods, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. Once a heaven-level monk broke into the heavenly palace, they would start to rob it.
After all, there are two heavenly beings, Shenjun and Jiang Yun, in the Heavenly Palace, and they dare not be too direct.
Jiang Yun looked at the group of cultivators outside Beitianmen and remained silent.
Outside the Tianmen, Master Chunyang Sect Qi Xiuzhi said loudly: "Fellow Taoist, you are also a member of the Taoist sect. Please open the Heavenly Palace Formation and take away the list of gods."
Jiang Yun shook his head, "I am no longer a member of the Taoist sect, not to mention that Fengshenbang was born by fate. Since he was born in the Heavenly Palace, I believe Fengshenbang is more suitable to stay in the Heavenly Palace!"
Yu Yuanzong's most important person, Yunsong Zhenren, said coldly: "The List of Conferred Gods is the most precious treasure in the world, how can it be left to the control of a mere heavenly person? Naturally, only the immortals can control the Conferred Gods, so that the world can be safe!"
Jiang Yun shook his head, "Everyone, just rely on your own abilities and wait and see what God will do!"
(End of chapter)
