Click!

It seems that an electric dragon cuts through the sky.

The invisible energy collided inside and outside the gods, and dark clouds suddenly emerged like tides, covering the light of the sky and the sun. In an instant, the day turned into dark night.

Two giants of four tribulations, the most powerful auras of the world, will change even if the celestial phenomena are about to change.

Not only the Shendu, the Heavenly Ding Dao, but also the seventy-two roads of the Chixin Shenzhou, thunder resounded through thousands of giant cities, dark clouds were like tides, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

"Baoyue Monk King!"

At this moment, the wind and clouds surging above the Chixin Shenzhou, and the wind roared and thunder made a great deal of thunder. I wonder how many practitioners felt something, and they all looked up at the Shendu.

It is ignited that a bright moon hangs high above the sky, the Buddha's light is brilliant, and the sacredness is dazzling,

A blue dragon lies on the towering city, with cold eyes and endless majesty.

Click!

With the terrifying power spread, many practitioners who ascended the sky in the Shen Capital fell into the air regardless of their cultivation.

The powerful Marquis and others all felt a sank, and they couldn't help but fall on the city wall.

"Baoyue..."

Fang Silong staggered to a tall building, looking at the tide of Buddha's light outside the city, his heart couldn't help but feel sore.

The demise of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the beginning of the real chaos in the world, but this should have happened a hundred years later...

"I want to save it, but instead make the country's fortune shorter..."

Fang Silong felt bitter and regretful, but at this moment he couldn't do anything.

I can only pray that this old master can defend the enemy, otherwise...

"What is the intention?"

The monk Baoyue walked on the straight official road, and he could feel the hostility of the city.

Even the hostility of this dynasty is not very concerned about:

"After sitting for years, I feel quiet and thinking about moving, I come to see my old friends. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Silent and thought of moving?"

Qian Cang smiled coldly and let out a hole in the closed city gate:

"It just so happened that I want to open the Temple of Heaven to worship my Great Zhou Taizu. If you have the courage, you might as well come into the city!"

Wow~

A deep breath gushed out from the city gate.

At this moment, not only the monk Baoyue, Sifanghou and others, but also ordinary practitioners were shocked and looked up.

But I saw Taoist patterns like waterfalls, from the earth to the sky, intersecting at extremely high places.

Then, under everyone's gaze, one of them was as dark as ink, filled with the ancient vicissitudes of life, and seemed to be an altar that was even bigger than the entire god!

The first step, from above the altar, fell like clouds, and fell into the towering imperial city.

"Dayu is worthy of being the best in Xuanhuang and the most accomplished man in history.

There are more than 9,700 kinds of magical iron treasures above this method, and tens of thousands of different array patterns intertwined..."

Baoyue Monk built a shed in his hand, looked into the sky, pretending to be amazed:

"Such a divine treasure has been extremely rare throughout the ages, but it is just an altar that carries the heavenly cauldron..."

At this point, he seemed to have scandalized the kings and princes of the Great Zhou and the old master on the city wall:

"But where is the Tianding?"

Where is the Heavenly Ding?!

The voice of Baoyue Monk is neither high nor low, but it is louder than any thunder. It goes straight into the inner and outer parts of the gods, and even the lands of all the ways, and the ears and hearts of those who feel this place.

Deaf and shocking!

"Tian Ding..."

The capital of God was immediately silent, and all the people who were alarmed by the sacrifice to the Temple of Heaven were pale.

They all grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Tianyu, and most of them had no idea that the Tiandian had been lost.

At this moment, looking at the empty altar, everyone felt cold...

"Old Master, where is the Tianding?"

There were even old men not far away shouting in grief and anger.

"The Heavenly Cauldron is a country's important weapon, which suppresses the divine treasure of heaven and earth. When the heaven and earth move, the heaven and earth move, and when the movement moves, the heaven and earth are in chaos!"

The cold and old voice echoed, and the old man in court robes stepped forward, holding his sword and pointing straight at the Baoyue Monk:

"You alone are not enough to observe the Heavenly Cauldron!"

boom!

The divine light started from the city, and two more steps out of the void, one of whom was burly and heavily armored.

A man had a misty breath, wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a long sword behind him, and roaring with a clang.

"'Duke of Shenyue','Duke of Canglong','Duke of Lei Ling'... The Great Zhou Dynasty's energy was too strong, and it was clear that the country was about to perish, but there were still so many heroes!

What a pity, what a pity..."

Looking at the Grand Duke of Zhou San who was walking around and cheering all over the city, the Baoyue Monk seemed to sigh.

But just sighed, his eyes fell on Qian Cang again:

"Fellow Daoist Qiancang, you are a rare talent in 70,000 years. You should be free and free, so why should you be trapped in this Jedi?"

"Baoyue!"

Seeing that he was ignored, the first Duke of Shen Yue, who appeared, couldn't help but glared.

"Shen Yue!"

Qian Cang's eyes turned slightly, and he held down the angry Shen Yuegong, and responded coldly:

"Who else is here? Why not show up together!"

Rumble!

It seems like the words are followed by the Dharma. With a word from Qian Cang, the sea of ​​clouds cracked for thousands of miles, and the brilliant golden light shone on the earth.

"After all, I can't hide it from the Master's eyes!"

A heroic laughter came from the sea of ​​clouds, blowing out the strong wind and clouds.

Someone looked up and saw the rolling air flowing, ripples rippling, the wind rolling like waves, spreading in circles, and I don’t know how far it spreads.

A true dragon appeared and loomed in the sea of ​​clouds, but the huge shadow seemed to have covered the earth.

"Ten thousand dragon boats!"

Inside and outside the gods, all those who hear the sound and look up their heads trembled, those who practice high-level practice change their expressions, and those who practice shallow practice are even more shocked by the invisible dragon power.

Ten thousand dragon boats are one of the only 13 spiritual figures of four kalpas that have remained in 180,000 years.

But the dragon boat was as big as a star and mountain, with a height of eighty-eight, and each floor had dragon-shaped flags and soldiers lined up.

It is stacked layer by layer, just like the sun hanging high, exuding the breath of magnificent majesty and sacred and yang.

"Master Qiulong! He actually came too..."

Fang Silong felt even more sore teeth and his breathing was a little uncomfortable.

He had seen this dragon boat more than once in his previous life, and it was traversing the world. I don’t know how many powerful people and evil spirits had been killed for Dafeng.

Although the Qiulong King is not the head of Wanlong Nest, he is also the highest in the world. Although he has achieved the four catastrophes for a short time, with the power of Wanlong Boat, his strength is probably not inferior to the Baoyue Monk King at this moment!

"Qiulong?"

Seeing the burly middle-aged man as tall as a mountain on the dragon boat, Gan Cang's face darkened:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Last time I escaped, but I am here again. Do you really want to die?"

"Die, of course I want to."

Above the dragon boat, the voice of the Dragon King Qiong was extremely loud and loud, but the coldness of it came to the capital like a cold current:

"But I just want to send the old master to death!"

Huh ~

The cold current is coming, as if the wind and clouds are frozen.

"act recklessly!"

Gan Cang's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to raise his hand, the three great dukes stopped him without a trace.

"Old teacher..."

King Shenyue shook his head slightly, turned to look at King Qiulong with cold eyes:

"Qiulong King! In the past, you were trapped in three disasters and could not make any progress, but the old teacher begged the people of Qingpingshan to draw nine claws for you to help you break through the four disasters!

Do you pay this reward?!"

"hold head high!"

Before the sound fell, it was interrupted by the angrily roar of the Lord Qiulong, and flames twitched in his eyes:

"Gan Cang, if you hadn't let Qingping draw nine claws for me, how could I not be able to make progress forever?"
To be continued...