The Great Tao Chronicle

v2 Chapter 677: 1 When the wind and clouds fall, the wor

"Lord of Eternal Life"

Looking around lightly, An Qisheng whispered in his heart, staring at the sea of ​​stars, as if he was looking into the distance.

It's a pity that the void is boundless and the sea of ​​stars is vast. With his current cultivation base, he can't spy on it, and he can't see the immortal sect master and others in the depths of the starry sky.

But there were thousands of thoughts scattered in his heart.

Is that immortal sect master, a so-called 'heavenly variable' like Qi Cang, or is the ancient power reborn?

Or have you seen the 'God's Thought' born from the corpse of Almighty before?

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An Qisheng didn't care, but the war ended and everything calmed down, but the top and bottom of Da Shi Mountain gradually boiled.

To the sky!

Seal the king!

For the vast majority of people, these two words can only be seen in legends, even if most of the disciples present are the disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land.

As strong as the master of the Great Beginning Holy Land, the two elders who are regarded as the foundation of the feudal lord, have only awe for these two words, and there may have been wild hopes in their hearts, but they are only wild hopes after all.

At this moment, I witnessed the birth of a giant king, and for all the monks present, it was a scene destined to be remembered for a lifetime.

The figure of the white-haired Taoist will also become a trace that they will never forget for the rest of their lives.

Shocked, astonished, in awe, revered and even honored!

Endless emotions were brewing in the hearts of everyone.

Not long after, someone in the crowd suddenly took a step forward.

He was dressed in black, his complexion was iron, and he was an elder of the Great Beginning Holy Land.

He looked at the figure under the golden bell, surrounded by divine light, bowed down, and made a thunderous sound.

"Feng Qingxue, meet King Yuanyang!"

The world was quiet, and the voice of the person broke through the air, and instantly attracted countless gazes, some surprised, some puzzled, and so on.

It is a rule that has been handed down since ancient times and has been recognized by the human race and even all races.

But the Yuanyang Taoist didn't know the enemy or friend, and everyone was hesitant. Seeing that Feng Qingxue spoke at this time, he was naturally complicated.

But before his voice fell, someone stepped out, with a stronger breath and a louder voice, "Zhao Wangsun, meet the Yuanyang King!"

The two of them pronounced one after another and bowed down.

"King Yuanyang."

The Great Beginning Holy Master stood in the void, looking at the white-haired Taoist in the divine light, his mind swayed, and there was sadness in his eyes.

All ambition seems to have become a joke at this time.

Hearing the sound of worship ringing in his ears, he felt unwilling, but he was also amazed.

To be able to make a king against the sky today, who is not suitable for cultivation, this Yuanyang Taoist is as talented as the ancient and modern emperors, and he can deserve more honors.

But it is difficult for him to be calm in his heart, and it is even more impossible to worship with the flow.

The Great Beginning Holy Master was amazed in his heart, let alone others.

There was a momentary commotion among the monks in the sky and the ground, and many people's thoughts changed, but in the end, more people came out and bowed down.

"Ge Feiyu, meet King Yuanyang!"

"Puyu Spring"

"Ruan Yuyu"

"Goodbye, King Yuanyang!"

Or everyone has a herd mentality, or maybe the shock today is too much, everyone's thoughts are completely eliminated, and they see one person and one person come out and worship.

Finally, the sound of bowing down and chanting resounded in the sky like a tsunami, and the sky was thousands of miles away.

"I'll wait, see King Yuanyang!"

How vast is the pronunciation of thousands of monks?

Its sound may not be comparable to the roar of the Great Beginning Golden Bell, but the confluence of the voices of thousands of monks seems to shake the sky!

The spiritual resonance caused by it is more like passing through the void and spreading to extremely far-reaching places.

It shocked many people.

The other sects, holy places, other continents, and even the many forces in the starry sky that peeped at this place in the East Continent through various means were all dead.

At this moment, no matter how arrogant people are, they have to admit that today and even for a long time to come.

That Yuanyang Taoist will become the uncrowned king of Dongzhou, and even the entire Huangji Continent!

What arrogant people, holy land background, in front of him, you have to bow your head!

As far as the eyes can see, all the people bow their heads, and even the most insignificant one of the people who bow their heads, if they enter the world of the world, the worst is to kill one country, and kill the black and white.

But An Qisheng's heart was neither happy nor sad, let alone touched, and bowed his head to the strong. This was a normal thing for all cultivators in the Myriad Yang Realm.

The strong are the pioneers of the Tao. They are admired, followed, and worshipped by others. There are many legends in this world.

But it was difficult for him to be touched.

Even if the people of the Great Beginning Holy Land, who had regarded themselves as enemies before, bowed their heads in worship at this time, he did not feel any joy.

Standing in the sky, An Qisheng's eyes were calm, and he faintly felt that the heaven, earth and people were incomparably compatible with himself.

At this time, I learned a lot, the world, the people, the spirit, the small Tai Chi of the human body, and the great Tai Chi of the universe.

Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see the subtle changes between heaven and earth, the flow of inspiration, the ups and downs of luck, the bloom and silence of the great luck of heaven and earth.

Compared to heaven and earth, everything else is insignificant.

Huhu~

The barren mountains are windy, and the sky is cloudy.

Chu Yunyang stopped on the top of the barren mountain, looked at the Holy Land of the Great Beginning, and listened to the faint sound of worship, his expression was also a little complicated.

"King Yuanyang, Wang Fengwang! Just, why haven't we seen the legendary catastrophe?"

Chu Yunyang sighed and shook, but he was also puzzled.

There is a catastrophe in the cave, and there is no disaster for the monks, but this is only a relative term. To be promoted to the sky is the connection between people and the sky, and it is the first step for the monks to control the sky with their hearts.

According to ancient and modern legends, at this step, heaven will surely bring disaster.

That Yuanyang Daoist is absolutely invincible, and he is the number one in the world, but will Heavenly Tribulation still be afraid of him and not come?

"The bullying formation, that King Yuanyang, must be extremely proficient in bullying the sky, and the means are unfathomable, we can't even see this formation!"

At this time, Zhao Zhen, who stared at the sky for a long time without saying a word, spoke slowly, dignified and amazed.

The status of Dingyuan City in Zhongzhou is not as good as that of the Imperial Court, but it has a longer heritage. The ancient "Dinghuang" inheritance holy place has many magical methods.

After staring for a long time, he finally saw the clue, but what surprised him was that the formation did not seem to be outside, but inside.

Did he imprint the formation in his body?

But the formation method not only needs the formation plate, but also the ley lines, and the sky star, how did he do it?

"Bullying the sky?"

Chu Yunyang was slightly startled, and then thought deeply, "If you deceive the heavens, you can indeed deceive the heavenly tribulation for a short period of time, but, where is the formation, can deceiving the sky also deceive people?"

The bullying formation is still the strongest way to avoid catastrophe in the world, and it is also the only way to avoid catastrophe.

There are a lot of sect holy places in the world that have the inheritance of the bullying array, but how high is his accomplishment in the bullying array to avoid the catastrophe?

"Unexpectedly, the first king and strong man in the world was actually from Dongzhou, and people like the empress were still unable to break through, then the king of Yuanyang"

Zhao Zhenzhen felt a throbbing.

Since the ancient emperors settled in Zhongzhou, for countless thousands of years, Zhongzhou has always been the center of the fate of the human race.

He had seen the Taoist Yuanyang take action from a distance, and his heart was shaken, but he never thought that this person could surpass the female emperor Chu Mengyao and become the first powerful king in the world.

It's really disappointing to live with this kind of existence

"Little sister is best to fight for strength. If you learn about this titled king," Chu Yunyang couldn't help shuddering when he heard Zhao Zhen mentioning little sister.

Chu Mengyao was regarded as the most talented person in the imperial court since Guanglong Supreme, and was given high expectations by countless people, and her character was even stronger.

If you learn that this Yuanyang Daoist has achieved sky-high achievements, not only will he not retreat, but I am afraid that he will come to the door, right?

"This king has achieved success, and even sits on the Golden Bell of the Great Beginning. Before, Wanfa Longlou was also suspected to recognize the master. Shouldn't the empress be so unwise?"

Zhao Zhen frowned, but thinking of the life story of the empress, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Brother Zhao, follow me to the Great Beginning Holy Land!"

Chu Yunyang gritted his teeth, but decided to meet the 'King Yuanyang'.

Zhao Zhen hesitated slightly, but nodded, "Alright, I'm waiting to come to Dongzhou to see the heroes of Dongzhou. I can't wait to see the achievement of this king!"

A king, no one can take it lightly.

It's just that he has seen the Yuanyang Daoist take action, his breath is vast and mighty, and the yin and yang merge, shouldn't he be too domineering?

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"The achievement of the sky, the king against the sky! Everything that my uncle once predicted has come true! Is there really someone who has achieved such an achievement before the change of the sky?"

Somewhere in the lofty mountains, the smoke from the cooking curled up, the thunder knife on it was flipped from time to time, and the meat of an unknown fierce beast was dripping with oil and making a sizzling sound.

On a big rock, Feng Xinglie sat on a horse with a golden sword, but he also felt the change in the sky.

It was just a big stone, but it made him sit on the throne of an emperor. The strong and domineering aura permeated the mountains and forests, stopping the roaring of beasts and the chirping of mosquitoes.

The huge mountains fell into a dead silence.

"Yuanyang, king!"

Feng Xinglie's eyes flickered, with a strong fighting spirit flickering, "To be able to step into the sky in this world, such a talent and talent, is not inferior to the ancient emperor, right?"

The meat of the dragon and beast has not yet been roasted, but looking at the vision in the sky and the lingering breath, Feng Xinglie is extremely satisfied. He takes off the jug from his waist and swallows the wine.

"How fortunate I am Feng Xinglie to be able to live with such outstanding people for the rest of my life? God, you treat me well! Not thin!"

The celestial phenomenon of Fengwang enveloped the East Continent, and even spread to the four seas of the Kyushu, and the endless deserts. How could it be that the eyes attracted few people?

Not only Chu Yunyang, Zhao Zhen, Feng Xinglie, etc., I don't know how many masters have walked out of the retreat.

Or tear the void, or take the chariot Lingbao, or go to Dongzhou through the domain gate.

Kyushu, which is also like dead water, has been completely revived today.

But when many people wanted to worship at the Holy Mountain, Qi Cang stood up silently.

He stared at the vision of the sky and sighed in his heart, "It's really hopeless to live with such a person for a lifetime."

In the world of Kyushu, no one knows better than him what this day represents.

Emperor Yuanyang achieved success in the sky, became king in adversity, and became the number one powerhouse in the world in one fell swoop, and this will continue until after the heavenly change, until eight thousand years later!

For thousands of years, let you inherit the Holy Land, the overlord is reborn, the Guanglong is second, and the talent and talent are disdainful of the past and the present, all of which can only be dimmed in front of him.

Just like thousands of years later, when the Overlord Feng Xinglie challenged Yuanyang the Great for three times and was defeated, he sighed.

At this moment, all the heroes in the world are still unable to understand the despair of being dominated by Emperor Yuanyang, and they are unwilling.

Even, there is still the thought of waiting for the change of the sky and competing with it.

How sad.

After silently mourning for some people, including himself, Qi Cang got up and prepared to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

This time, all the forces went to congratulate Yuanyang on the crowning of the king, although it is far from being compared with the grand occasion of the later generations' "Kyushu, four seas, all races and ten thousand spirits go to Yuanyang".

For him, it was a very dangerous thing.

Although he didn't understand why his luck didn't go up and down after he cast the 'Going Against the Sky' on Yuan Duxiu, he knew very well how miserable it would be when his luck was at a low point.

The more the place where the wind and clouds converge, the more you have to avoid it, otherwise, you may not be able to live in your previous life.

"Yuanyang, Yuanyang"

Qi Cang let out a long sigh and was about to tear the void away, even though he was already far away from the Great Beginning Holy Land, he still wanted to be farther away.

But at this time, UU reading www.uukanshu.com his heart suddenly tightened, and a clear and clear voice sounded in his ears

"You mean Yuan Yang? Have you ever recognized him?"

Qi Cang's eyelids twitched wildly, he turned around slowly, looked up, and saw ripples in the void thousands of miles away, a heroic girl in men's clothes and white clothes.

He is stepping out of the void, his eyes bright as stars, he is looking at himself, he seems a little surprised

"There are quite a few masters in Dongzhou. Are the powerhouses who smash the void everywhere?"

Qi Cang saw sweat on his forehead.

The woman was dressed in men's clothing, but her heroic beauty could not hide her peerless appearance, her beauty was not weak, and her slender body contained an extremely strong aura.

At this time, she was holding a bracelet of Bai Shengsheng.

"I"

Qi Cang suddenly felt a little dry in his throat.