\"Brother Yuan, what happened?\"

But at this moment in the outside world, in the heavens and worlds, outside the long river of fate of the common people, Wei Yuan's body stopped moving. This time, Qilin seemed extremely heartless, t

It can be said that after the previous events, he has absolute confidence in Wei Yuan. Seeing Wei Yuan's aura change again, he just yawned and thought about one by one.

Maybe it's another kind of chance, or maybe it's another attempt.

After all, there will be no bad results.

But this time he noticed almost immediately, that man with a cold and soft face but a particularly poisonous mouth? In other words, the face of the gods turned black immediately, and the smell was outrageous.

The power of time, which is shining like stars, changes and flows around him, which is the power of time and years, and that Bu Zhoushan also changes color instantly, stretches out his hand in an instant, and presses Wei Wei.

on the shoulders.

The pound squat is heavy, and it can be called the first person in the two worlds with a solid foundation and a clear and turbid foundation.

But it couldn't shake Wei Yuan's body, and couldn't make his true spirit come back.

Without him, the use of such mysterious laws is really not the power of Bu Zhoushan.

It is possible to let the robe carry Mount Tai and surpass the North Sea, and travel to the North Sea to realize the evening.

It is too difficult for him to let the robe do such delicate work like embroidery needles.

These two powerhouses whose strength and status are so powerful that Qilin dared not even think about showed such a heavy and dignified expression, even if Qilin had a dull personality,

After realizing that something was wrong, his expression froze all of a sudden, and he said: \"Here, what's wrong with me, Senior Brother Yuan?!\"

Zhu Siyin's expression was calm, and he said urgently: "Among the emperors, there is no front hand."

\"It seems that in this battle back then, before fate was shattered, the secrets of heaven were taken away, and the cause and effect turned into a child fan and returned to the path of heaven and earth.

Outside the process, fate may have added some ordinary laws and knowledge to the way of cause and effect. Once no one has re-cultivated the emperor of cause and effect, those laws and knowledge will become the predecessors of fate. \"

Modify the rules and manipulate fate!

And then interfered and influenced Di Jun from everything?

With such a method, Qilin's circle is in the ruins of returning to the ruins. The small door is the exit, and the seven doors are the steps.

Kezhu Siyin hasn't told me that kind of supernatural power, and it's hard for me to construct it in my mind, which directly manipulates the knowledge itself, and then interferes with the composition of knowledge.

Then, how should the method that was even buried in the Emperor's heart be realized one by one?

Even the weak in the realm of Emperor Jun can't identify the front hand.

Because the front hand itself is just pure knowledge.

Be the rule of the trail itself represented by our Emperor Jun!

But even if Qilin can't understand how such a method is accomplished, it still prevents me from realizing that Fuxi is in a huge trouble now, and his expression is faintly panicked.

, but looked at the teacher again, I also know that my eyesight and judgment are actually unable to distinguish the troubles and states that the senior is in.

But nature has not been able to discern those people.

Knowing how to rely on those who are weaker than yourself is also a way to use strength.

The master looked serious.

Those things are extremely familiar knowledge and power to Master.

Wei Yuan glanced twice, then retracted his gaze, and said lightly: \"I must be worried.\"

\"Whether I have been controlled or not, my body is still very smooth, even if it is fate, it is no longer such a complicated thing to control me now.\"

Qilin breathed a sigh of relief, and Qian finally realized what Wei Yuan was talking about, and his expression froze hastily:

\"destiny?\"

\"In ancient times, this is the peerless weak man who fell on Zhoushan in the emperor of heaven, Huntian?\"

\"I found Senior Brother Yuan...you can still ask me...\"

As a dead house, Qilin seemed to have finally realized the weight of those two words, and couldn't help shaking his cheeks.

It's like the characters and stories that originally only existed in the deepest part of the ancient classics. Suddenly, one day, the dust and history that fell in the years were wiped away, and it was just like that.

After the earth appeared in front of him, he also had a causal relationship with one of his closest people. This is a sense of collision and dislocation between the story and legend and the real world.

Even if it was my senior brother who did such a thing.

I still feel that it is almost like a joke, and it is almost subconsciously admitting: \"That is possible, it is possible, did he see it wrong? This is 【Yu Yun】.\"

\"It will be wrong.\"

The heavenly emperors in ordinary clothes replied:

\"Back then, you killed me.\"

Qilin's expression froze instantly.

And at that time, outside Fuxi's pupils, the divine light circulated again, returning to its original appearance.

The river of fate has not yet finished collapsing.

In Troubled Times: When Xiaozun appeared, the appearance of that fateful spirit was not destined, what's more, the once arrogant and arrogant Xiaozun changed from the past.

Feng even said something like inviting Fuxi to join hands for a short time to kill Fate in return for a gift of cause and effect.

Say that word.

Even the former destiny body must find a way to escape.

Even being able to advance with the whole body still needs to be discussed.

What's more, it's just a remnant soul, or a state of superimposed reflections in the long river of fate.

Chaotic Times: Xiao Zun took back his right hand, that arm was originally cut off by Fuxi, but at this moment it was directly cast from the Kunlun Ruins of Chaotic Times.

The air rises and flows, exuding a feeling of extreme icy heat. This wisp of white air seems to go straight into the depths of the soul, freezing everything.

Xiao Zun shook his hands.

Fate's body was frozen by countless qi.

Kunlun and Kunlun Ruins already have the unique characteristics of No World.

But at this moment, it happened that countless fates could not be frozen, and the fates were restrained. Finally, a little cyan streamer transformed by the Qingping sword in the Taoist's palm passed through the eyebrow hole, killing him.

Straightforward and neat, the fate frozen by the white ice at the beginning just sighed, watching the decline of the aura before the white hair turned white, the domineering sword aura even compared to Yuan Shitian

A Taoist in a weaker state.

It's just that An Ran sat in the original position, put his hands under his knees again, and said with a smile:

\"It seems that the exchange at that time was able to achieve a satisfactory ending.\"

\"But what you said to him later was not false.\"

\"And your promise will never be valid.\"

\"That is the meaning of the hairpin, and it is also the edge of the hairpin.\"

\"At first, you haven't said a word yet.\"

Fate restrained his smile at the front, and said with an unpredictable look: \"Big heart and little respect.\"

However, the sword qi of Xiaqinglingbao, which was fierce to the limit, erupted, killing the fate that was temporarily restrained directly.

Luck] dies, and none of the fragments formed before it shattered can escape.

The Taoist with white hair and blue shirt, with a **** vertical line between his brows, put his right hand behind his back.

Twirling the sword fingers with his left hand, he said and went.

In the void, these remaining connotations of the long river of fate have turned into sharp swords, and the spirit of Xia Qing, Lingbao Tianzun, also known as Taixia Xiaodaojun, is at this moment in the special period of the destruction of all dharmas.

On top of that, the sword qi has almost reached the peak state, but those fierce sword qi are showing a serious side at this moment, entangled and changing,

Like a lotus flower with sword energy.

The sword energy lotus bloomed in full bloom, while the front spun sharply and converged.

Cover all the fragments of fate in it.

And every time the lotus flower rotates, it shrinks a bit, and every time it shrinks, it makes the already pure sword energy become more pure, like a pool of water at first.

In particular, when the white-haired Taoist stretched out his hand, the green lotus with sword energy fell into the palm of his hand, spinning rapidly, the remnant of fate was tempered by the sword energy, and turned into a

White lotus seeds.

The sword energy dissipated, and Fuxi held the lotus flower.

I can feel that nothing seems to disappear under the path of cause and effect.

The whole path of cause and effect has been streamlined a lot.

It seems to be gradually weakened under the characteristics of following the law of words and the development of various things according to the mind, but it has become more and more refined. As for these lost powers, they are all|

I didn't need someone to tell me that I made that lotus seed, but Fuxi could feel it himself, and this thing is part of the power of destiny.

In troubled times: Xiao Zun was frozen abruptly.

It was also continuously tempered by the power of [Xiaqing Lingbao Tianzun]'s power to destroy all dharmas.

In the end, it turned into what it is now, as if it was something special from Dijun's fragments.

Xiang Yan clasped his seven fingers together, turned his palm over, the lotus seed hadn't been put away yet, and I looked at the Zhuoshi Xiaozun behind me, the same person who just joined hands to kill fate.

The camp, before fate was defeated at this moment, returned to its original appearance again, back to the two worlds of turbidity and turbidity, the enemy of life and death.

The Qingping sword hovered beside Fuxi, whistling slightly, exuding a sharp aura.

The aura between Xiaozun and Fuxi was extremely suppressed and light.

It seems that the last moment, the two will end their fight in the fateful place that belongs to the Qing Dynasty as well as the Chaotic Times.

Sweeping the surrounding scenery with his eyes, he saw the long river of fate that was originally filled with small pieces of white mist.

The ice will completely melt in the last moment.

Chaotic Times: Xiao Zun's right arm, the icy cold that even thought his fate was frozen, dissipated.

It returned to the original appearance of the abnormal arm.

The murderous and evil spirit also slowly disappeared, I simply sat in the pavilion built by fate in the middle of the long river, and then stretched out my hand to pick up the fine wine left by fate,

Also concerned that there would be nothing in the fine wine and it would be highly poisonous, he poured two glasses, one of which was thrown to Xiang Yan, the dripping wine was dew, and the other was drunk by himself.

Chaotic Times: Xiaozun's tone is wonderful: \"Today is just a spirit or body.\"

\"Kill him to death.\"

\"It's just a waste of time.\"

Fuxi looked at the soul of Xiaozun Zhuoshi, pressed the sword with his left hand, and simply let the Qingping sword fly into the scabbard by itself, leaving only a voiceless sound, which was absolutely endless.

For a long time, I am not sure to kill the current Xiaozun, even if I myself have not completely integrated Confucianism and Taoism, I can no longer distinguish between the turbid and the turbid, and only the innate body is left.

But Zhuo Shi: Xiao Zun gave me a deeper and deeper feeling, and when we faintly lost some of the measurable feeling.

After all, the aura that comes from the karmic feedback is so vigorous, so the benefits and regressions that the little Zun of the Zhuoshi himself has gained are naturally conceivable, Zhuo t

Xiaozun watched the river of fate gradually dissipate, saw the surrounding picture become transparent, and saw the stars and stars 'inside', said lightly: \"I don't have a chance in the day, killing him is a mercy.\"

\"Big heart.\"

When the voice fell, Xiaozun Zhuoshi finished drinking the last wine, and the ray of divine sense disappeared in a hurry, and before I disappeared, the layers of starlight were shining on us.

Fate, and the front is suddenly darkened, shining on the right and left, the remaining track of the long river of fate, like the rain and dew exposed on the small sun, almost immediately {

Dries up steaming.

Fuxi's true spirit returned to the physical body, the energy was endless, and there were no waves, but only the emperor of heaven was seen behind his eyes.

The rest appeared to be inside.

The Emperor of Heaven glanced in front of Fuxi, frowned, and said: "What about fate?"

Fuxi shook his head, and said: \"I beheaded once, but it can kill me completely.\"

\"Fate's Emperor Jun type is really too hard to kill, so up to the very end, you just got that thing...\" I stretched out my hand, and there was something floating in the palm of my hand.

In an instant, there seemed to be countless streams of light swarming in, and all of them were swallowed up by that thing and receded, making it appear more profound and terrifying, and predictable.

\"Fragment of the Emperor of Destiny...\"

The Emperor of Heaven didn't recognize the thing almost immediately, and said:

\"It seems that what he encountered could be regarded as part of fate.\"

\"It's still the real me, but the fate itself is very strange, it can solve me so slowly, it seems that there should be no help.\" Fuxi nodded, {

Before the troubled times: Xiao Zun's move was briefly mentioned, Wei Yuan's expression was not disturbed: \"I should have done this a long time ago.\"

\"After thousands of years, I finally woke up.\"

\"If you want to ask a question, it is good to solve Di Jun's previous troubles, and this thing... this thing is mysterious and weird, but there is nothing wrong with the fate of Di Jun itself.

Yun], as for that thing, if he wants to use it, he can't use it. \"

\"Whether it is cast into a weapon or refined into a supernatural power, it is wrong.\"

\"It has the effect of interfering with fate and reversing part of the enemy's trajectory, but there is no lower limit, and the lower limit is limited by the level of the thing itself and his own strength,

Of course, if he thinks that thing is too tasteless, he can't directly smash it, and then use fate itself to change some of his fate. \"

\"For example, fortune.\"

Emperor Tianrui commented on Yuanshi Tianzun.

The corner of Fuxi's mouth twitched, and he said: "It's a must, but it's useless for you to use that thing."

If the Emperor of Heaven didn't think about it: \"He intends to refine it into a magic weapon?\"

Fuxi nodded: \"Is Daoguo going to seize the heavenly secret for the sake of Emperor Wa? Since this thing is not clean enough, so you want to clean it up completely?

, and then use the remaining trajectory of fate to weave a treasure of self-defense that cannot be used to suppress fate. \"

The Emperor of Heaven said: \"How does he plan to practice?\"

Fuxi thought for a while: \"Just use one of your best methods, the universe outside the sleeve, the sun and the moon in the pot.\"

\"First smash that fate, and then weave the thread of fate into a scroll, and use the art of the world outside the sleeve to cover the whole world, and then weave it together

Based on the entire big world, to promote the trajectory of destiny, it is best to use the mythical concept Yanhuang outside, which is most suitable for Emperor Wa himself. \"

\"By the way, there will be a pool of sword energy outside.\"

\"If you encounter an enemy, you can't pour out the sword energy from the mountains and rivers outside the scroll world to fight against the enemy.\"

\"The number of destiny cannot be suppressed by the concept of Yanhuang.\"

\"It can also keep the enemy out of the scroll. Since it is a magic weapon woven by fate, if the enemy retreats, don't want to come out again easily, so there is no way to attack,

There is no means of restraint, and you can't suppress your anger. Even if it is special, treat it as a carry-on pocket, and put less things outside. \"

Fuxi talked about what the magic weapon he wanted to refine should look like.

The first said: \"In terms of name, it is called Qiankun 3.0 Portable Version·Scroll Type.\"

The Emperor of Heaven was silent, and said lightly: \"Since it is to help Emperor Wa refine his body protection.\"

\"Materials you can't help with.\"

Fuxi choked: \"You have money.\"

The Emperor of Heaven rubbed his eyebrows.

I found that I must have stayed with that guy for too long, and I always couldn't help being contaminated with too little red dust.

The tone is still warm, said:

\"Using him to pay back.\"

\"But the name is up to you.\"

Fuxi naturally agreed to come up, and the Emperor of Heaven denied the complicated name of Xiang Yanxiuwai Qiankun 3.0 portable version, and said lightly: \"Since the sun and moon in the pot are used to accommodate a

In Fang Shijie, there is no Yanhuang energy to suppress it, so it is called "Shanhe Sheji Map", after a while, it will be the birthday of Emperor Wa, and he will send it to you. \"

Mountains and rivers map

Fu Xi said to himself, before thanking him, playing with one of the fragments of the Emperor of Destiny in his hand, he still restrained himself and said:

\"[Fate], what did you do back then.\"

\"In order to get them all to join forces, even Zhuoshi Xiaozun wanted to kill me in the first place.\"

\"It's just pure fate Xiangyan, it seems to be enough...\"

The Emperor of Heaven paused slightly, and said: \"He wants to know?\"

I seem to be thinking, the first said:

\"With his strength, he is not qualified to know those secrets, Fuxi, what kind of character does he think of fate?\"

Fuxi thought for a while, and said: "It's very similar to Daoguo, but it's so similar. Now it seems that I plan to come back and make arrangements.\"

\"Is it very similar to Xiangyan? That time, you may have to say a word for Daoguo~lightnovelpub.net~ Tiandi's tone is cold:\"Although I really want to speak for Daoguo. \"

\"But fate is still less exciting than mine.\"

\"This is a complete madman, but also a sane madman.\"

\"Every word I say outside my mouth can be heard, and every sentence can be doubted.\"

Fuxi murmured: \"Madman...\"

\"what did I do?\"

What have you done?

The gods replied:

\"Pao wants to completely eliminate Xiaojie.\"

PS: The seventh update today...

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