Daqian.
Jade City.
In the palace.
"What a champion, but I underestimate you."
Emperor Qian Yang Pan held a secret message in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked calm and calm, but his face was slightly sinister and he was not angry.
Anyone who is actually familiar with him knows that this is a sign of His Majesty's extreme anger. Almost no one dares to offend His Majesty at this time, because His Majesty will unleash thunderous wrath.
"Your Majesty, what happened?"
The only one who dared to speak at this time was Wu Wenhou Hong Xuanji, who was most favored by His Majesty.
"See for yourself." Yang Pan handed the secret letter to Hong Xuanji.
Hong Xuanji glanced at him and his expression changed slightly: "The Jingyuan Temple was destroyed by a peak human being, and the Champion Lord completely controlled hundreds of countries in the Western Region. How is this possible..."
Yang Pan sighed: "Xuanji, what hidden message did you find in this secret letter?"
Hong Xuanji considered it carefully and said: "This powerful human immortal may be the trump card of the champion and his real backer. He has reached the level of the essence of fist intention, or even higher. Not only the countries in the Western Region, but also the Divine Power King, I'm afraid that he has secretly taken refuge with him. The champion now controls the countries in the Western Region and has troops on the east and west defense lines, which is really worrying. "
"This bastard is becoming more and more lawless. Xuanji, do you think I should let him return to the capital to report on his duties and take this opportunity to capture him? If he resists the order and is disrespectful, do we have reason to attack him?" Yang Pan frowned and asked. .
"I'm afraid it's inappropriate." Hong Xuanji shook his head: "Once the champion lord enters the capital, the powerful human beings and immortals with the essence of boxing will inevitably follow. Once a battle actually breaks out, including the champion lord, the mysterious strong man, Wei Chen, Gong Yang Yu Zai Inside, there are at least four human immortal masters fighting in Yujing City. If there is no absolute strength to suppress it, the entire Yujing City will be affected or even destroyed. What's more, we don't have the absolute strength to win the champion now. "
"Once you fall out, it will be completely irreversible. Maybe the entire Daqian will fall apart."
"That's true." Yang Pan thought for a moment and nodded: "Then what does Xuanji think we should do?"
"Repair the boat of creation."
Hong Xuanji's eyes flashed: "As long as most of the boat of creation can be repaired, plus Wei Chen, Gong Yangyu and others, with a little planning, we can definitely kill them."
Yang Pan let out a sigh of relief.
"That's all."
…
In the vast world, apart from Yang Pan and his gang, those who have the ability and the intention to deal with Yulian City also have Meng Shenji from Taishangdao. Meng Shenji asked Su Mu to send a brocade book. It was made of unknown silk. It was shiny and sparkling. Before it was unfolded, it showed an aura of the movement of heaven.
As soon as the brocade book was raised, there was a line of characters written on it that were like the movement of the sun and the moon, the changing of the four seasons, and the eternal characters.
——In the ten-year period, on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, I discussed Taoism in the South China Sea.
After several words that dominate the world but are extremely harmonious, there is the signature of 'Dream God Machine'.
It turned out that after Meng Shenji learned a lot of news about Yulian City from Su Mu, he considered him to be his lifelong rival, so he issued this letter of challenge, promising to live or die ten years later.
Yu Liancheng shook his head and accepted the challenge, but he didn't care about this battle.
Because there is no way to wait ten years.
He will blow up the Dream God Machine.
And the world cannot wait ten years.
That Yi Zi rose too quickly.
…
Time flies, and more than three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Since the Champion Hou pacified the Western Regions, the entire world has become peaceful, with few wars and has entered a state of peace.
Western Region.
In the palace of the Fire Kingdom.
The Fire Kingdom had already surrendered to the Champion, so the former palace naturally belonged to the Champion and became the new residence of the Champion.
Boom!
In front of the palace.
A door burst open.
From within the door of illusion, a huge force swept out, covering the sky and the sun, as if it was about to overturn the entire world.
The powerful and abundant qi and blood gathered into the roaring Milky Way, rushing out amidst the roaring thunder and rising straight into the sky.
The entire palace began to buzz and tremble, and the palaces shook incessantly, as if they were about to be overturned by the terrifying force within the Door of Illusion.
There were strong men who had survived the thunderstorm in the palace. At this moment, a sense of fear and insignificance emerged from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were squeezed by that tyrannical existence and became as small as ants. Many of the domesticated rare birds and animals were trembling, whining, and flying around like headless flies.
When the vitality of the world was surging, a demon-like figure slowly walked out.
"This feeling is unprecedented!"
Yulian City stepped out of the door of illusion.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, feeling every inch of his flesh and blood and every acupoint in all directions.
With the offerings from hundreds of countries in the Western Region, dragon tooth rice, three years of hard training, and the previous use of thunder tribulation to temper the flesh shell, Yu Liancheng can clearly perceive the power of this body, even surpassing the original body.
boom! !
Suddenly, his body exploded, completely decomposed, and turned into the tiniest particles. There were 480 million of these particles in total.
Every tiny particle is ten or a hundred times smaller than dust.
But each grain carries all the information of the physical body and the essence of martial arts. A single shot shot out at random can even pierce the body of a human immortal.
"Ever-changing!!"
Following Yu Liancheng's thought, all the particles reassembled, but they were not assembled into a human form, but into a unicorn, vivid and vivid. The huge energy and blood, the unique divine power, and even the faint aura of a sage are all mixed in it. It is so real that no one will doubt that it is fake.
The next moment, his body changed again, turning into a ten-foot-long real dragon, leaping across the sky, roaring in filial piety. This is not an illusion, but a forced physical transformation.
Ever-changing.
The physical body reaches the realm.
Not only living beings, but also stones and houses can be transformed without a single flaw.
After having enough fun with the "kaleidoscopic" game, Yu Liancheng transformed into a human again, regained his physical body, and murmured to himself: "A kaleidoscope of transformations, but now I am not just a kaleidoscope of transformations..."
at this time.
His thoughts moved, and he smiled slightly and said: "I have just completed my magical work, and you are here. If I don't take action, I will be sorry for all your hard work."
His figure did not move, but the next moment, Haotian Golden Chapter appeared.
The figure shook slightly and disappeared in an instant.
…
On top of a peak.
A dark cloud emerged from the sky, and then the dark cloud dissipated, revealing the figure of a beautiful woman. Her black hair was flying, and her whole person was elegant. Especially a pair of eyes, there seems to be an endless whirlpool of stars in it, extremely deep, with billions forming and dying every moment.
——The Starry Eyes of the Serpent King.
This strange woman, one of the eight great demon immortals in the world, looked pale at this moment, with hatred hidden in her eyes, and she was in a state of embarrassment.
Boom! !
The next moment, a huge bolt of lightning shot up and pierced the void.
This bolt of lightning was as thick as a bucket and a hundred feet long. It tore apart the darkness around Xingyan in one go, illuminating the area for dozens of miles.
A huge fist force surged out from it.
This is lightning.
It’s also the light of a sword.
Dozens of swords and lights united to create a fierce impact.
The sizzling lightning swept across the void.
If there are knowledgeable martial arts masters here, they may recognize that this is the secret art created by the sword saint Gong Yangyu in the past - the Thunder Prison Taoist Scripture.
In the light of the thick lightning sword, dozens of martial arts masters and martial saints were shown, each wearing golden-red armor and holding a long knife in his hand. The blade was dancing with electric light. As he waved it, the electric light It flew out with an astonishing thunderbolt, and the air currents in the air were penetrated by the electric light, making a terrifying sound.
"You damn guys!"
Starry eyes and willow eyebrows stood upright, and a huge mass of darkness spread out from her delicate body. Wherever the darkness passed, all vitality was extracted, and the green grass withered instantly. This is one of her special skills, called "Xuan Tian Dark Technique". Once deployed, it is equivalent to a large formation, extremely mysterious and difficult to guard against.
However, these dozens of masters wearing strange armors are almost equivalent to dozens of peak martial saints. In addition, they have been trained for a long time, and they all learned the same sword technique. At this time, they join forces to slash, and the power is infinite. The lightning danced wildly, quickly tearing through the thick darkness, and even hit Xingmu, sending him flying backwards.
Star eyes vomited blood, and their eyes screamed hatred.
A few days ago, she and her husband, the master of Xuantian Pavilion, were hunted down and they escaped separately.
One day ago, she felt something, a feeling of sadness welling up in her heart. She already knew that the master of Xuantian Pavilion was dead.
But she had no time to grieve.
The pursuit was non-stop.
In order to escape with his life under the command of these masters, Xingmu chose to come to the Palace of the Fire Kingdom.
It is said that the champion is now in the Huoluo Palace.
Of course she knew that the people who were chasing the couple were the Daqian Emperor Yang Pan, and the Champion Hou and Yang Pan were not wearing the same pair of trousers.
Only with the help of the champion, can she escape with a glimmer of hope.
Boom!
The dozens of martial arts masters slashed out again.
Huge thunder blasted out, and blazing white light illuminated the heaven and earth.
There was despair in Xingmu's eyes.
She had been severely injured and could no longer take the blow.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand came from a distance and grew larger in the wind. At the moment when the thunder and lightning were about to hit, it was crushed into pieces. The so-called blazing thunder is like an insignificant insect.
Then, Xingmu saw a figure as tall as a mountain, standing proudly between heaven and earth like a god or demon.
"It's the human-immortal clone."
Xingmu was immediately happy.
Many people in the world thought that the powerful human immortal who destroyed the Jingyuan Temple was the backer of the Champion.
But Xingmu knew that this powerful human immortal was just a clone of Yu Liancheng.
Sure enough, the human-immortal clone turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth, with a vague expression of domineering and joking.
"careful."
Xingmu's pretty face changed color and she shouted.
The situation suddenly changed. Just as Haotian Jinzhang looked back and smiled, a void suddenly burst.
A blade of light struck at an unimaginable angle. The aura and martial arts spirit contained in this blade of light were unimaginable. It was actually being slashed by a powerful human immortal.
The sword light shuttled out, and with a random stroke, within a radius of fifty steps, everything was a shadow of "sword energy".
These "sword energy" phantoms come to life like dragons, snakes, and lightning.
The shadow of the sword energy changed into a real entity, constantly running around, locking into the void, and killing the Haotian Golden Chapter in the center.
Between this sword, there is a fierce sword intention of killing, destroying, dead silence, and cutting off all life. It is obvious that the human immortal who made this sword has reached a level that is unimaginable by ordinary people in terms of sword skills.
"Thunder Hell Dao Sutra, Zhenwu Holy Body!"
Of course Haotian Jinzhang recognized that this sword was a hugely destructive martial art created by Gong Yangyu, the most accomplished "Sword Saint" a hundred years ago.
Those dozens of Martial Saints relied on this kind of sword technique to injure Xingmu.
Although it was the same sword technique, the Thunder Prison Dao Sutra wielded by dozens of people was nothing compared to the sword wielded by this person.
Whether it is the mystery of the sword technique or the power of the sword, there is a huge difference.
Because he used this knife in front of him.
It is Gong Yangyu, the Sword Saint.
No one knows the Thunder Prison Tao Sutra better than him.
Many people thought that Gong Yangyu failed to break through to human immortality and died after running out of life.
In fact, he secretly took refuge in Yang Pan, and with the blessing of massive resources, he became a human immortal.
And it was Gong Yangyu who severely injured Xingmu before, which gave other martial arts masters an opportunity to take advantage of him.
Facing this immortal's blow.
The human-immortal clone simply stretched out his two fingers, and then opened and closed them, breaking the thunder into pieces, and the sword light was caught between the two fingers.
Immediately afterwards, the human immortal clone punched out again, directly sending Gongyang Yu hundreds of feet away.
Haotian Jinzhang blew his fist and said with an indifferent expression: "Although we are all human immortals, there is a huge difference between you, a human immortal, and me, a human immortal."
…
In the palace.
Yu Liancheng was sitting cross-legged, adjusting his breath.
"The Champion! You rebel and traitor, today is your day to die."
At this moment, a majestic voice sounded.
Yu Liancheng could tell that it was the voice of his cheap father Yang Pan.
At the same time, an aura of an expert like an ancient demon god or an ancient sun god emerged.
It was so vast that it shattered an entire space. A space with a radius of a hundred miles was shattered like a mirror.
Then, in this broken space, a ship was seven or eight times larger than the "Mengshen Ship", which could accommodate almost 100,000 people. It was 18 stories high, and each floor was more majestic than the other. , appeared over the palace.
This is no longer a ship, but a ship and a palace of the God-King who rules the world!
There is only the King of Gods, the God King who controls all destiny of any living being, the Supreme God Emperor! Only one deserves to have such a ship to patrol the wilderness.
"The boat of creation!"
Yu Liancheng's eyes flashed, and he recognized that this was the boat of creation of the king of two great artifacts, and it was as famous as the eternal kingdom of Taishangdao.
On the boat of creation, two figures stood prominently.
Yang Pan!
Hong Xuanji!
They took advantage of the human immortal clone to deal with Gongyang Yu and came over to kill him, hoping for a quick victory.
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