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Chapter 687 The famous scene, the king worships the emperor!(1/2)

With the last reluctance and regret, the Great Ape dissipated between the clouds and the sky.

There will naturally be no in the next life.

An Qisheng looked down at him intently, and in his eyes, the subtle operation of the void was clearly reflected.

The Great Ape Hou was crushed by him, and his body, essence, and even his soul dissipated at a speed that ordinary people could not detect, and eventually turned into the most basic particles that formed the world.

The operation of the heaven and earth in the Wanyang Realm itself is the most subtle "particles" moving and changing. They form everything, including all spirits and things, and form the heaven and earth itself.

In a sense, all things, all spirits, dragon talismans, demons, and even people are essentially no different from the soil, sand and stones beside the road.

This may be the true meaning of the unkind world and treating all things as straw dogs?

An Qisheng felt a feeling when he stared at the Great Ape Hou who was floating in the sky.

Perhaps creatures have no special significance to heaven and earth.

"Da Yuanhou, dead..."

The once supreme generation of demon kings, the lord of millions of demon clans on the imperial-level continent, and the old monster who was feared by countless people, ended in this way.

Witnessing this scene, there was silence in front of Dashi Mountain, and the death of the title of marquis was made. Even if there was isolation from the "Taihuangtian", the sad and unwilling aura still made it difficult for the bystanders to control themselves.

From the Middle Ages to the present, most of the time, the powerful people who smashed the vacuum have become the strongest group of people in the world. All those who can be promoted to marquis are heroes and have great luck.

Such an existence is something that countless people will never see in their lives.

But now, he fell in such a casual way without any suspense, and could almost be said to be powerless to resist.

"A line of separation is really a world of difference..." Ying San's eyes moved. Although he looked down on the old demon who was promoted to unite with his bloodline.

But he was an existence at the same level as him, even though he had already predicted that he would lose his battle, but his death was so casual that he still touched him a little.

Huh ~

The air flow roars in the sky.

The clouds flowed back into An Qisheng's cuff like a dragon. Taihuangtian disappeared without a shadow. Only a misty and colorless spiritual light escaped from the clouds and disappeared into the void.

However, it was the gate of all demons that had lost control and escaped directly into the void.

An Qisheng just took a light look, and never chased him and left.

The clouds dissipated, and the obscured scene reappeared. Everyone was shocked again when they looked.

I saw the white-haired Taoist still sitting cross-legged in the floating heavenly palace, as if he had not stood up at all from beginning to end, and he had never moved too much!

"I have been in seclusion for many days, but I don't know that you have arrived. If you have worked hard for a long time, you might as well go to the mountain to rest. After a few days, I will start the preaching ceremony. If you have any doubts, you will definitely answer them one by one."

When everyone was in a complicated mood, An Qisheng's voice dropped from the sky and resounded in everyone's ears.

"The King of Yuanyang is broad-minded, and we are impressed!"

Everyone was stunned at first, then bowed to thank him.

No matter how many of them came for what purpose, at this moment, they could only have the purpose of "visiting".

In front of the mountain, many elders from the Holy Land of Dashi breathed a sigh of relief, and saw that there was no war.

Then he walked out and welcomed the crowd into Dashi Mountain.

Miao Meng and others looked inexplicably complicated. Under the greeting of Fang Yingqiu and others, Yuan Duxiu looked at Yingsan.

The old man, full of dusk, also took action when everyone stood up and entered the mountain.

But it is not entering the mountain, but climbing to the sky!

"Yingsan is here, especially for you. If you don't see him today, you really can't calm down."

Ying San stepped into the sky, and his footsteps and sounds were neither hurry nor slow.

Witnessing the scene of An Qisheng killing the Great Ape Marquis with one finger, the old man still had to step forward, and even without any hesitation.

"Ying Sanye..."

In front of the mountain, the people who were about to enter the mountain stopped, looking at Yingsan with surprise, shock, or sad eyes.

"San Master Ying, why are you doing this?"

Shi Cheng felt sad and sighed in his heart.

Yingsan is now hunched, his qi and blood are declining, and his twilight energy is still the heroic man who sat cross-legged on the platform more than two thousand years ago, preaching and preaching the Dharma.

He knew that the third period of Yingsan must be approaching, and he was unwilling to die of old age. He heard that the King of Yuanyang was born and then he would set off.

For him at this time, life and death are nothing...

“Well.”

An Qisheng stared at Yingsan for a moment, as if he felt his determination, nodded slightly: "Fellow Daoist Ying had never taken advantage of others' danger before, nor had he joined forces with the demons. It is also necessary to see him when he saw him."

Huh ~

As the words floated, An Qisheng flicked it casually, and the Taihuangtian, who had just been folded up in his sleeve, burst out again.

The rolling clouds are like a galaxy, falling from the sky, whistling around with inspiration, turning into a labyrinth of light purple color.

From the floating sky palace, it has been drifting for tens of thousands of feet, extending to Yingsan's feet:

"Fellow Taoist wants to see me, please!"

If the sky level is sagging and spreading tens of thousands of feet, its color is light purple, but it cannot be understood. It seems that it is just an ordinary inspiration.

But all bystanders will not think this is an ordinary ladder.

Because Ying Sanben walked through the air, but before reaching the ladder, he stopped and looked a little solemn.

He could feel what was contained in this staircase.

That is the magical power condensed to the extreme!

Endless magical powers intertwined and intertwined, but they merged and unified, turning into an ordinary step.

In fact, this step has surpassed most of the magical powers he has seen in his life!

After staring silently for a long time, Yingsan suddenly looked up, and his old face showed a different kind of spirit, as if he had regained his mood back then:

"good!"

Just a word of confusion.

Yingsan's hunched body suddenly straightened, and blood and energy that were surging like a surging sea bulged on his body, and his divine power burned.

In just a moment, the dusk aura on his body was swept away, his long hair was still gray, and his face was still old, but no one could regard it as the old man who was about to die suddenly in the next moment, as if he was alone!

The energy does not need to be revealed externally. Just take a look and you can feel the powerful power filling your heart.

This change was not beyond the expectations of others, but it still caused quite a stir. Before we met, Ying San had already shown his strength?

“This step…”

Shi Cheng was shocked. What was so strange about that step that could make the Third Master Ying feel like he was facing a great enemy?

Yingsan didn't care about the other people's thoughts. When his body moved, he had already stepped onto the steps.

Huh ~

As if the wind blows, it blows his long frosty white hair.

But this is not the wind in the sky.

Instead, a powerful force was transmitted from his feet layer by layer until his hair was stirred up and his clothes were rushing!

This power is so vast and majestic, like a vast ocean, passing up waves, and its body, soul, blood, and even the soul, has caused multiple suppression on it.

"What a magical power!"

Ying's three hairs danced, and he could see that his eyes were like fire, but he had a hint of gratitude: "Fellow Taoist, I'm in love."

This force was pure and powerful, and it climbed endlessly, trying to approach his limit.

Pull him off the steps!

But his feet seemed to have taken root, and he still stood still due to the powerful force. After a gentle praise, he stepped forward again.

The powerful power of the cave has already been able to make thousands of miles of strides and break the vacuum for thousands of miles. With Yingsan's cultivation level, it is only easy to sit on the ground and travel billions of miles a day.

But on this step, he seemed to have lost all his divine power, as if he was carrying all the mountains and rivers of the East China and all the sea waters of the East China Sea.

There was still a turbulent sound like a tsunami of mountains and seas in his body, but he could only step by step, step by step.

And the more he left, the more powerful he endured became.

Halfway through his journey, his thin body was already full of strong men, but his muscles and bones were still moaning.

When he reached seventy, his body expanded like a giant fighting the royal family. His aura was as powerful as the sea and his blood was as strong as the sun, but his upright waist was hunched down.

Finally, when he reached ninety, he could see An Qisheng when he looked up. Yingsan stopped for the first time, and the big beads of sweat slid from his forehead.

When the sky drips down, it turns into a pouring rain, stretching for thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"So, I'm still so far..."

Amid the overwhelming moans, Ying San stood up straight, but sighed:
To be continued...
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