"The Taoist Hongxuan... is interesting, and it is getting more and more interesting..."

He looked deeply at the Taoist standing in the sky billions of miles away. A strange smile appeared on the corner of the white-haired boy's mouth: "If you can break the Cang Emperor's methods, maybe we will have a day to meet again..."

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"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 their kind: "He, he..."

"Creation has an immortal essence, but it will never be the foundation of immortality..."

The white-haired boy glanced at the prince casually and smiled: "Some people, once they die, will not be able to come back."

As the words floated, he had disappeared into nothingness.

Only the prince with awe was left. After shivering, he suppressed the complexity in his heart and escaped to the distance, not daring to stay at all.

......

Huh ~

Under Panlong Peak, the huge air wave had not yet risen, and was already under an invisible huge force that could not be three feet above the ground, and could only spread rapidly along the horizon.

"it's over....."

Long Xingyi breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the place where the air waves rose, his expression changed several times.

A huge peak rose from the ground, almost as high as Panlong Peak, but its power seemed to be faintly greater. The two were more than tens of thousands of miles apart, but they seemed to be closely connected.

Not to mention him, even different practitioners can see the majestic peaks.

At this time, a substantial spiritual light flowed down like a waterfall on the huge peak. Where it fell, the earth like a ruin regained its vitality, and the dry rivers and lakes reappeared again.

The inspiration that was disturbed gradually recovered, and even more than that.

"Ananda, I've died..."

Long Xingyi was a little stunned. Even if Ying Tiandao suppressed him for a long time, the weight in his heart would never be comparable to that of this great god of Anji.

Even though the great god of Anji has not yet recovered his creation practice at this time, he is a giant of creation, far from comparable to an ordinary great monk of the soul.

At this time, seeing the inspiration of this great god after the fall of the world, the impact he suffered in his heart was far from being countless times stronger than Ying Tiandao being captured by one.

Looking at the Taoist in the sky again, his expression was shocked, his mind was a little awesome and a little taken for granted.

Without such strength, how could it be possible to create a unified imperial dynasty that belongs to the human race in the era when gods and demons ruled over the world?

"That breath..."

Long Xingyi and even the masters of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the powerful people, were all in awe of the horrified eyes of An Qisheng, but he only looked at the southeast void and rippled.

Before killing the Nanji Taoist, he had already sensed that an unusual gaze was peering at him 380 million miles southeast.

For mortals, this is an out of reach, but for his existence, it is not much different from being close to him.

Therefore, during the previous fight, I was very energetic to warn that person.

Strangely, the man clearly had the opportunity and ability to take action, but he did nothing and allowed himself to kill the old Taoist Antarctic...

"Purple Qi, purple Qi..."

In a corner of the imperial capital, Lin Boxun couldn't help but murmur, immersed himself in the scene he had seen before, and even though his eyes were bleeding, he seemed to be unaware of it.

It was not until the battle ended that he slowly came back to his senses and asked: "A wisp of red is expected to live forever. More than half of the red color can make you see immortality. The golden roots are the ones that will surely be created... What is this purple, what is purple?"

All the luck colors, gray and white, red is extremely rare, and there is no need to say much about gold. He has only seen it in his grandfather Long Xingyi and the "Gong Yang Yan".

But how far is the difference between gold and purple?

Not to mention that it is not a little purple light, but purple is everywhere in the sky and filling the world!

After twenty years of experience, Lin Boxun has long deeply understood the mystery of the "Destiny Compass". Gold is the limit that destiny can give!

In the sea of ​​my heart, great freedom seemed to be in great surprise, and it was only a long time before responding:

[If the will of heaven is transformed into a human being, his fortune will be purple...]

Boom!

Just as the expressions of the people in the Great Zhou changed and their minds were complicated. When An Qisheng was thinking, a rolling thunder sound from afar broke the silence between the people.

"This, this is..."

In the imperial capital, the frightened people also heard the thunder and looked up one after another, and saw a black line slowly coming at the end of the bright sky.

Those who have a low level of cultivation are still confused. The monk with the cultivation level above the golden elixir has changed his expression and exclaimed in surprise: "Thunder Cloud, Thunder Cloud is here again!"

Huh ~

The wet air flow swept over again.

Looking around from the Tianqi Platform, I saw thunder clouds rushing from all directions, and the ink-like clouds seemed to be covering the sun again!

The wind and rain that had dissipated for a while seems to be about to appear again!

The crowd looked at each other, a little solemn and relieved. After looking at each other, they looked at An Qisheng again.

If this storm was easily dispersed, it would not have forced the three emperors to do so. All the major sects had to obey the orders of the heavenly way and sacrifice to the heavens from generation to generation, and never stopped.

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

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Kingdom, the powerful forces could not dispel the wind and rain for a moment. It was an unimaginable method for this Taoist to dispel the moment.

"Crown Prince, Hong, Taoist Master Hongxuan!"

Looking at the rolling thunder clouds, King Jing walked out of the crowd, his eyes were complicated and his expression was not very good:

"If you don't sacrifice to the emperor, the wind and rain will not disperse! If you have the means, use it as soon as possible. If you don't have the means, I will restart the ceremony of offering sacrifice to the heaven!"

King Jing sighed in his heart.

It was not that he was willing to sacrifice to heaven, but that he had to sacrifice to heaven.

The serious consequences of the heavy rain that lasted for hundreds of years at the beginning of the country are still engraved in the ancestral temple of the Long clan, and no one dares to forget it.

"call!"

Looking at the back thunder cloud, Long Xingyi was not surprised, as if he had known this result.

But he was not panicked. Before King Jing finished speaking, he had already taken a few steps forward, shook his sleeves, and bowed to An Qisheng again: "Mr. I'll do my best to calm the storm and calm the storm!"

This is what Long Xingyi really wants.

Although Ying Tiandao is extremely powerful, he does not have the means to deal with it. What he asks for is just for this storm.

Moreover, he also believed that if there was anyone in the world who could conquer the storm at this time, the only one Taoist in front of him would be.

Because the rain sacrifices to the sky has been around for a long time!

The first person who caused heavy rain to the sky because he did not sacrifice to the sky, and almost sank the vast ocean was before the founding of the Great Xia Kingdom!

King Yu of Daxia was recognized by all the people for his achievements in controlling water and became the king!

And all summer long, the weather will be good!

But the heavy rain reappeared, and Xia was destroyed. Before Zhou Li, it was suspected that it was a decree of heaven and earth issued by a great man.

call!

In the rising wind, the dragon moves forward and bows down long.

The hearts of the great Zhou court officials on Tianqi Platform were moved and they all bowed: "Mr. I will settle the storm and calm the storm!"

Although King Jing was still skeptical about this scene, he still shook his sleeves and brought a group of Taoist lords to bow down together.

"Rain of Inspiration..."

Looking at the gradual wind and rain, An Qisheng's eyes were slightly dark.

This seemingly ordinary wind, rain, thunder and lightning is rooted in the omnipresent and endless inspiration, and even the five-colored divine light can only retreat for a moment.

It is not something that ordinary means can do.

Fortunately, there is no trace.

In the past two years, he gradually found some insights corresponding to the sea of ​​information conveyed by the incarnations...

"alright."

Thinking in his heart, An Qisheng raised his hand and helped everyone up: "Since I have agreed, I will never go back on my word."

As the words floated, I had already stepped onto the Tianqi Platform and came to the bronze giant tripod that was three feet three feet three inches high.

This tripod has three legs and two ears, and there are mottled copper rust on it, but you can vaguely see the picture scrolls carved on it. It was a flood that flooded the earth, and some people gathered on the mountains and bowed in fear.

“The flood…”

After gently stroking the wall of the tripod, An Qisheng said to himself that the breath of time experienced by this bronze giant tripod had been captured by him.

In ancient times, gods and demons ruled the world, and they were like a flood that never knew once. Every thousand years, they would come. All those who practiced and had different cultivation levels and had doubts and had equal cultivation skills. They would fall into the vast flood.

These great floods are like the whip of the emperor, constantly whipping all races and spirits, driving everyone away. Whether they are willing or not, they can only walk on the path set by gods and demons.

It became the "flesh and blood cauldron" that cultivated the inspiration for gods and demons until a meteor shower that came with the wind and rain came to the world.
To be continued...