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Chapter 372 You Kill One City God, I Kill Ten Daoists(1/2)

The past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be measured.

Perhaps An Qisheng had never seen the current fate of Sa Wuling, and all this would be realized, but since he had seen it, the future would also change.

This is also the reason why the Tao Yi diagram illustrates the current trajectory one.

Theoretically, there are countless possibilities for a person's destiny, and it is naturally extremely difficult to truly understand everything.

At least An Qisheng could not reach it at this time, because it contained himself.

"The Emperor..."

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly.

Inadvertently, he recalled the scene when he was in the dream.

A brilliant and golden ball of light swept across all directions, and the world underneath it was gray and white.

That is the emperor?

"Um?!"

As soon as the thought arose, An Qisheng's heart suddenly felt terror, and the crisis surged like a tide like a sea, almost flooding his heart.

The terror of this terror was extremely fierce. His heart was showing his crazy warning to him. He immediately cut off all thoughts and instantly closed all breaths.

Then he looked out the window.

It was already early in the morning and the sky was about to be bright, but when he looked at it, it was a little darker than before dawn, and there was an infinite thunderous aura brewing out.

But in a flash, it dissipated.

But in just a moment, all the people who were able to receive the talisman were awakened by the entire Annuo County, even Qingshui County, and even the entire Liangzhou.

In Annuo County City God's Mansion, Pei Yuanhua's expression changed from communicating with Sun Qi. When he looked up, he felt infinite horror in his heart:

"God's wrath?!"

On the other end of the incense mirror, Sun Qi's face also changed.

"What happened?"

Sun Qi felt something in his heart.

He had seen a trace of similar scenes, which was hundreds of years ago when a high ceremony was held in the underworld.

A dark place in the darkness.

In the city surrounded by the cold wind, two eyes flashed and disappeared, and then fell into deeper silence.

‘You can’t even think about it?’

An Qisheng's eyes were filled with a hint of haze.

If it weren't for his spiritual warning and cutting off distracting thoughts, he would be afraid that the thunder would roll in.

This day, I became a spirit.

After this incident, An Qisheng stopped thinking about it, slowly closed his eyes, and no thoughts arise in his heart, and he is as calm as water.

In his body, mana flowed through his body, brewing in every subtle place. With the integration of the magnetic field of life, his mana is no longer just a flesh and blood membrane, but a direct reaching the cells.

From the most fundamental point to strengthen the body and then replenish the spirit, the spirit can promote the transformation of mana at a higher speed.

It starts over and over again and grows in cycles.

This is a more efficient way of practice. Compared with the way ordinary monks in this world can cultivate their body and power, it is tantamount to the comparison between the primitive man who is slashing and fire farming and the new man who is embarking on interstellar travel.

When you are a human being in two lives, you can travel across the three realms and get more importantly your thinking.

The greater your vision, the greater your achievements.

Huh ~

Strands of energy spread accordingly, colliding and interacting with the ubiquitous magnetic field between heaven and earth.

In the practice of the Emperor Heaven, nourishing qi is to receive talismans, warming up talismans, and using the Earth Evil Tiangang to cleanse the dynasty to enter the Tao. When magic turns into magic, it is a real person.

Entering the Tao, the natal life contains the energy of the earthly evil and the heavenly gang.

In essence, it is to increase the power of magic power to achieve the ability to move mountains and fill the sea, but An Qisheng is not like this. His Qi seed is formed by integrating his own magnetic field and interacting with the magnetic field of the heaven and earth, not to transform himself into the magnetic field of the heaven and earth.

Instead, influence the world with your own magnetic field, so that the world can converge with me.

In other words, the former is that I am "just" to heaven and earth, and he is that the heaven and earth "just" to me.

.........

Xiao Feng came to the backyard of the Tianyi Cult Headquarters.

In the small courtyard surrounded by fences, Tianyi Zhenren lay across the lawn, looking at the sea of ​​clouds. Before Xiao Feng could speak, he heard his inquiry:

"Did you notice the changes in the past?"

Xiao Feng nodded with a serious expression:

"If it is expected, the starting point should be Liangzhou."

The change of heaven naturally does not cover the entire world in an instant, but any great practitioner can feel the change of the inspiration of heaven and earth in that moment.

He naturally felt it.

"Scenarios like this have happened several times in the past. Although the range of the changes this time is small and the fluctuations are small, there is no difference in essence."

The real person of God's will turn over and sit up.

Only then did I see the true face of this generation of national master who was so powerful that he was a hundred years old.

He was wearing a blue Taoist robe, but he had no Taoist crown or a bun on his head. His long black hair was spread on his shoulders. His face was crystal clear like beautiful jade, and there was a starry sky in his eyes. Three long beards moved with the wind.

It has a bit of fairy-like style.

"You are talking about black and white impermanence?"

Xiao Feng's eyebrows moved:

"They are in Liangzhou?"

In the past ten thousand years, the most awe-inspiring thing in the world is undoubtedly the Ten Heavens, but in the past ten thousand years, there have been eight more people.

Black and white impermanence are naturally the second.

That is called the primordial spirit, but in fact it is no longer the supreme existence that the primordial spirit can summarize.

Even if it was him, there was deep awe in his heart.

"Maybe there, maybe not."

The real person of Tianyi is ambiguous, with ripples in his deep eyes:

"The genius of the Nether Palace, who traveled through the ages and across the eight wildernesses, even though he was not there, the energy between heaven and earth was really messed up, and the secrets of heaven were confused. Even if I was proficient in innate numbers, I could not peek at too many secrets of heaven..."

“Isn’t even you able to spy on it?”

Xiao Feng's face was moved.

Today, when the soul is lower than the soul, the real person of Heavenly Yi may not be one of the most profound people, but he, who is above the Great Qing Dragon Vein, is undoubtedly the most powerful person on the land of Daqing.

Even he can't spy on it, Liangzhou...

"A hundred years of planning does not depend on the gains and losses of a state and a place. Your desire for gains and losses is still too heavy. If so, you will never have the hope of surviving the sixty and nine heavenly tribulations."

The real person of God's will glance at Xiao Feng indifferently:

"I take the wealth of the world to become the will of God. It is not because I care, but I don't take it. I have no awe in such an ordinary heart. But you must know that this brilliant Taoist temple is for others to see, and these three thatched huts are the foundation of the establishment of the religion!"

Xiao Feng reported it in his heart and bowed his head: "What you are saying."

"However, although I don't care about the gains and losses of Liangzhou, it is not right to kill our disciples one after another."

The real man of Heavenly Yi raised his head slightly, and a strand of hair had fallen with it, falling into Xiao Feng's palm in a flash:

"The big thing is imminent. You don't have to go to Liangzhou. Send a family member to Liangzhou and use his hair to cut off a hundred and two city gods to bury them with our family members. Do not kill more or less!"

Xiao Feng held his hair respectfully with both hands, and bent his waist deeply, as if he could not bear the weight of the hair:

"yes!"

After Xiao Feng retreated.

The real person of Heavenly Yi looked at the sea of ​​clouds as if he had some awareness. A man of old-fashioned and cold face appeared in the ripples in the void.

The face was clearly outlined by the light and shadow of white clouds, but it looked pitch black like iron stone, and was not smiling.

"You want to kill my city god?"

At the same time, there seemed to be a majestic sound as vast as a sea of ​​stars covering the Tianyi Cult's headquarters like a cloud hanging over the sky.

Before Xiao Feng returned to the front hall, he couldn't help but look up when he heard this sound. Seeing the face, his pupils shrank:

"Qin Wuyi!"

Qin Wuyi, a thousand-year-old ghost and god, and the city god of Daqingdu, is said to be a ghost who was once personally inspired by the Netherworld Palace. He is the No. 1 ghost and god in the world under the Eight Netherworld Lords.

The first city god in the world.
To be continued...
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