"Daoist Hongxuan... interesting, more and more interesting..."

Taking a deep look at the Taoist man standing in the sky hundreds of millions of miles away, a strange smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired boy's mouth: "If you can defeat Emperor Cang's methods, maybe I will have a goodbye day. …”

"Emperor!"

Looking at that scene, the prince's expression changed, and a touch of sadness emerged from the depths of his soul, as if some rabbits died and foxes were sad, and things hurt them: "He Nan, he..."

"Creation has the quality of immortality, but there is no foundation of immortality after all..."

The white-haired boy glanced at the prince casually, with a half-smiling smile: "Some people, once they die, they can't come back."

Between the voices drifting, he has disappeared into nothingness.

The prince, who was left with only a look of awe, shivered, pressing his heart to become complicated, and fled to the distance, not daring to stop at all.

......

huh~

Under the Panlong Peak, the huge air wave has not yet risen, and it has been pressed by an invisible giant force three feet above the ground, and can only spread rapidly along the horizon.

"it's over....."

Long Xingyi breathed a sigh of relief, looking back at the place where the air wave started, his expression changed several times.

A giant peak rises from the ground, almost as high as Panlong Peak, but its power seems to be faintly surpassed. The two are more than tens of thousands of miles apart, but they seem to be closely connected.

Not to mention him, even different practitioners can also see the majestic giant peak.

At this moment, above the giant peak, there is a substantive spiritual light that flows down like a waterfall. Where it falls, the earth like the great ruins is revived, and the dried-up rivers and lakes reappear.

The disturbed inspiration gradually recovered, and even surpassed it.

"Antarctic, fallen..."

Long Xingyi was a little stunned, even if Ying Tiandao suppressed him for ten thousand years, the weight in his heart could never be compared with this Antarctic God.

Even if the Great God of Antarctica has not resumed his fortune-telling practice at this time, he is a fortune-telling giant, far from being comparable to an ordinary Primordial Spirit great monk.

At this time, seeing the spirit of this great **** after the fall of the gods, the shock he suffered in his heart was far more intense and countless times stronger than that of Ying Tiandao being captured by Yihe.

Looking at the Taoist in the sky again, his expression was shaken, and his mind was agitated and somewhat taken for granted.

If there is no such strength, how can it be possible to create a unified imperial dynasty that belongs to the human race in that era when gods and demons ruled the world?

"That breath..."

Long Xingyi and even Da Zhou Dao Masters, all the powerhouses were in awe, and An Qisheng's horrified eyes were all concerned, but there was a ripple in his eyes looking at the southeast void.

Before killing Daoist Antarctica, he had already sensed that there was an unusual gaze peeping at him from 380 million miles to the southeast.

For mortals, this is an unreachable distance, but for his existence, it is not much different from being close at hand.

Therefore, in the previous fight, there were seven points of spirit to warn that person.

The strange thing is that the man clearly had the timing and ability to take action, but he did nothing and let himself kill the old Antarctic Daoist...

"Purple air, purple air..."

In the corner of the imperial capital, Lin Bo couldn't find it and muttered.

It was not until the end of the battle that he slowly returned to his senses and asked, "A wisp of red, longevity can be expected, more than half of the red, you can't see death, golden foundation, good fortune must be formed... This purple, what is purple? "

There are various colors of luck, gray and white are dull, red is extremely rare, not to mention gold, he has only seen it on his grandfather Long Xingyi, and the 'Gongyang Yan'.

But how far is the difference between gold and purple?

Not to mention that it is not a little purple light, but a purple sky that fills the world!

After 20 years of experience, Lin Boxun has already deeply understood the mystery of the 'compass of destiny'. Gold is the limit that destiny can bestow!

In the sea of ​​​​heart, Da Zizai also seemed to be in great surprise, and it took a long time to respond:

[If God's will is transformed into a human being, its luck will be purple...]

Boom!

Just as the expressions of the people in Da Zhou changed, their minds were complicated, and An Qisheng was thinking about it, a rolling thunder sound from far away broke the silence among the people.

"This, this is..."

In the imperial capital, the frightened people also heard the thunder and looked up, only to see a black line slowly approaching at the end of the bright sky.

Those with shallow cultivation are still puzzled, and the cultivator with the cultivation above the golden core has changed his expression again and exclaimed: "Leiyun, Leiyun again, here we come again!"

Huhu~

A damp air swept in again.

Looking around from the Tianqi platform, I saw rolling thunderclouds rushing from all directions, and the ink-like clouds seemed to cover the sky again!

The wind and rain that had disappeared soon seems to be reappearing!

The crowd looked at each other, some dignified, some relieved, and after looking at each other, they looked at An Qisheng again.

If this storm were to be dispelled so easily, it would not have forced the three emperors back then. All the great sects had to obey the orders of Heaven to sacrifice to the heaven from generation to generation, and they would never stop.

However, no one dared to underestimate the Taoist standing in the sky at the moment.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, all the strong forces could not disperse the wind and rain for a moment. This man can disperse the wind and rain for a moment, which is an unimaginable means for them.

"Prince, Hong, Daoist Hongxuan!"

Looking at the thunderclouds rolling in, King Jing walked out of the crowd, his eyes were complicated, and his expression was not good-looking:

"If you don't make sacrifices to the emperor, the storm will not dissipate! If you two have the means, use it as soon as possible. If you don't have the means, the old man will restart the ceremony of sacrifice to the sky!"

King Jing sighed in his heart.

It is not that he is willing to sacrifice to heaven, but he has to sacrifice.

The serious consequences of the hundreds of years of heavy rain at the beginning of the founding of the country are still inscribed in the ancestral temple of the Long family, and no one dares to forget it.

"call!"

Looking at Leiyun, who had made a comeback, Long Xingyi was not surprised, he seemed to have known the result for a long time.

But he was not flustered. Before King Jing finished speaking, he took a few steps forward, shook his sleeves and bowed before An Qisheng again: "Mr. Lao, calm the storm and calm the wind and rain!"

This is what Long Xingyi really pleads for.

Ying Tiandao is strong, but he is not without means to deal with it. What he asks is only for this storm.

Moreover, he also believes that if there is still someone in the world who can decide this storm at this time, there is only the person in front of him.

Because the rain of sacrificing the sky has a long history!

The real first one that caused heavy rain because of not offering sacrifices to the sky, and almost fell into the ocean, was before the establishment of the Great Xia Kingdom!

King Yu of the Great Xia, with his efforts in water control, was recognized by all the people, and he was a great king!

And at the end of the summer, the weather is good!

When the heavy rain reappeared, it was still Xia Mo, and before Zhou Li, it was suspected that it was an edict of heaven and earth issued by a big man.

call!

In the rising wind, Long Xingyi bowed down.

The hearts of all the Zhou courtiers on the Tianqi stage moved, and they all bowed down in unison: "Mr. Lao, calm the storm and calm the wind and rain!"

King Jing's scene in front of him, although he was still doubtful, he still shook his sleeves and led a group of Taoist masters to bow down.

"Rain of Wisdom..."

Looking at the approaching wind and rain, An Qisheng's eyes sank slightly.

This seemingly ordinary storm, thunder and lightning is rooted in ubiquitous and endless inspiration, and even the five-color divine light can only retreat for a moment.

To completely end this storm is not something that can be done by ordinary means.

Fortunately, not without a trace.

After two years of contemplation, corresponding to the sea of ​​information delivered by the incarnations, he gradually found some features...

"All right."

Thinking in his heart, An Qisheng lifted it up and picked up everyone: "Since I have promised, I will not break my promise."

As the voice drifted, he had already stepped onto the Tianqi Platform, before the huge bronze cauldron that was three feet, three feet and three inches high.

This tripod has three legs and two ears, and there are mottled patinas on it, but the picture scroll that was engraved on it can be vaguely seen.

"big flood....."

Gently stroked the wall of the cauldron, An Qisheng muttered to himself, the breath of the years experienced by this giant bronze cauldron has been captured by him.

In the ancient years, gods and demons ruled the world. It was like a great flood that I don’t know once, and it will come every thousand years. All the people who have different practices and doubts will perish in that monstrous flood.

These great floods are like the whip of the emperor, constantly whipping all races and spirits, driving everyone, whether they want to or not, they can only walk on the road set by the gods and demons.

Become a 'flesh cauldron' that nurtures spiritual power for gods and demons, until a meteor shower that comes with the wind and rain comes to the world.

A young man who was determined to control the flood because his father fell into the flood, led the ox out of the forest.

"Siwen's life..."

There seemed to be all kinds of streamers flashing and disappearing in front of him, An Qisheng suppressed the surging memory in his heart, flicked his fingers, and placed it on the bronze giant cauldron.

hum~~~

With just a finger, all the rust on the bronze cauldron has fallen off.

A pure but not dazzling divine light, accompanied by this low and long humming sound resounded through the imperial capital, and with the imperial capital as the center, the ubiquitous inspiration as the medium, spread to the great thousand!

boom!

In an instant, there seemed to be thousands of thunderbolts bursting, and as the sound waves spread, the thunderclouds that were rolling in stopped for a moment.

"He, can actually drive Jiuding?!"

King Jing's pupils trembled, and he felt that the scene in front of him was even more shocking than his suppression of Ying Tiandao. It was unbelievable~lightnovelpub.net~ Daxia Jiuding. In addition, no one can urge even his younger generation.

Da Zhou Debao has been around for 40,000 years, but he can only watch it rust and there is nothing he can do.

This man can actually drive? !

hum~

hum~~~

An Qisheng flicked his fingers again and again, and with the tap of one of his fingers, the divine light bursting out from the bronze cauldron became more intense, until the flicks stopped.

The bronze giant cauldron suddenly disappeared on the Tianqi Platform in front of everyone's eyes.

Turn into a divine light and go straight to the bullfight!

For a time, it attracted the shocking attention of countless people.

"Ok?"

Somewhere in the void, the white-haired boy suddenly frowned, looking back intently, his pupils also shrank.

As a stream of light soared into the sky in the land of Dazhou, Nanzhan, Xihe, Beiju, and even the unknown places of the four seas were all buzzing and shaking.

The nine paths of divine light reached the sky to the extreme. The light was bright and splendid. Between the blooms, the three and three circles showed a complex and vast picture of mountains and rivers.

Like a giant dragon soaring into the abyss, like nine days in the sky, all of a sudden, the heavens and the earth are shaken.

"Bronze tripod, map of mountains and rivers! How could it be?!"

"Three-three is endless, six-six is ​​endless! This is Dayu's Dingyi dragon-shaped three-three style!"

"Is he still alive?!"

The shocking vision manifested from the sky, reflected in the four seas and four continents, where everything is known and unknown, awakened an old antique that was either suppressed or closed.

One after another, the eyes were either amazed, dazed, indifferent, or hated, all of which were immediately attracted by this vision of heaven and earth.

"Wow!"

At the time when the sky was shaking and everyone was watching, no one noticed it. It was in a small courtyard in the northwest corner of the Great Zhou Imperial Capital.

With a cry, two little people.

born.