Chapter 439: .Qianchen Fate

Killing the primordial spirit who should laugh at me, Zhang Dongyun takes the sword.
The profound arts of Emperor Ze Huang began to work to the extreme.
Ying laughed at the injuries I caused him, and the bleeding stopped quickly.
The warrior is injured, blood is defeated, and it may continue to go downhill.
Zhang Dongyun forced out the sword qi that should laugh at me, stopped the flow of his own qi and blood, and his injuries gradually became fine.
Seeing the smile that had disappeared, he shook his head slightly.
After Yang Li, this is the second one.
Who will be next?
He waved his hand, the illusory palace was closed, and people walked out of the fairyland portal.
On the sea beyond the beam of light, there were only Shen Herong and the golden-winged Dapeng Bird Orange Light.
"Lu Xueyuan ran away." Shen Herong shook his head at him.
Zhang Dongyun was not surprised.
Seeing Ying Xiao I wait for a long time to come out, it must be a strong enemy in the door.
If the other party no longer has strong support to come to help, then even if he is unwilling to do so, he will have to retreat, lest the people in the door will kill Ying and laugh at me and come out to help Shen Herong.
"If you can run, the monk can't run the temple."
Zhang Dongyun said calmly: "You follow me."
He turned around and re-entered the fairy trail portal, followed by Shen Herong and Dapeng Bird Orange Light.
After entering, Zhang Dongyun waved his hand freely, and the door representing the fairy trail portal closed.
When Shen Herong saw this with Orange Light, he knew that Zhang Dongyun had completely controlled this place.
Following Zhang Dongyun to the illusory palace, Shen Herong showed reminiscence on his face.
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The golden-winged Dapeng bird was somewhat flattered by the orange light, standing aside well, not daring to speak out.
In the next moment, the two of them all arrived at the Daming Palace in Chang'an City.
Orange Light once came to Dongjiang and asked Zhang Dongyun for peace. He was naturally impressed by the layout of the Daming Palace.
At this moment, the outlook of the eyes suddenly changed, and the Dapeng Bird was unavoidable.
If Zhang Dongyun changed the scene in this illusory palace to the appearance of the Daming Palace, he really couldn't think of Zhang Dongyun's purpose.
But to say that this moment of effort, he and Shen Herong were taken back to the Daming Palace by Zhang Dongyun, and he was even more unbelievable.
The top experts, especially the top masters of martial arts and Taoism, break through the void and fly away, and they can do it in a flash.
But all this is limited to him.
It is completely impossible to take other people from the barren sea in the northwest of the Western Regions and directly back to the Daming Palace in Eastern Xinjiang.
Your Majesty, can you really do such an incredible thing?
"The two are connected?" Shen Herong looked at Zhang Dongyun thoughtfully.
Back in the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun's real body became one with the illusory "evil emperor" in the palace.
He sits high on the seat, nodding slightly: "Yes."
Shen Herong smiled: "Also, it's a little quicker and more convenient."
For her, the connection between the fairy trail portal and the Daming Palace is just some convenience on the road, and she didn't take it too seriously.
But for a certain city owner surnamed Zhang, this is convenient. In many cases, it is a safe escape and life-saving is vital.
At this moment, in the face of Shen Herong and Orange Light, he of course also acted as if nothing had happened: "Ying Xiao, I am dead, and Lu Xueyuan will not be far away."
Shen Herong nodded, his expression was calm, and his tone of voice was calm: "Big Brother said quite true."
Dapeng Bird's orange light listened, and a bit of chill was in her heart.
Zhang Dongyun raised his hand and volleyed a few strokes.
In the main hall, there are images of light and shadow in mid-air.
After watching the orange light of the Golden-winged Roc Bird, it was secretly startled.
The content of these light and shadow images is clearly the female nun Jinghua, which is a few flaws in the magical powers of Lu Xueyuan, the former "five-color and devil".
Orange light secretly estimated in his heart that he would attack Jinghua against these flaws, fearing that he would have the power to fight.
But if you want to defeat the opponent, I'm afraid you have to reach Shen Herong after the thirteenth stage.
Your majesty's eyesight is really sharp.
Orange light peeked at Shen Herong on the side, and saw the young Confucian master looking attentively, browsing the light and shadow images.
It seems that she had failed to capture these flaws of Jinghua before...
While Orange Light was thinking about it, he heard Zhang Dongyun suddenly say: "Bring this with you."
A peacock feather appeared, and then drifted to Shen Herong barely.
After Shen Herong subordinates, he smiled slightly: "Kong Le and the others are not capable of this."
Zhang Dongyun said, "I will leave it to you."
Shen He Rong nodded: "I still need some advice from my eldest brother."
Dapeng Bird Orange Light quickly replied: "I will follow your Majesty's will."
Zhang Dongyun waved his hand, and the figure of a demon in front of him disappeared immediately.
Shen Herong's vision changed in the orange light, and he was immediately above the deserted sea.
Although there are few reference markers in the boundless sea, Shen Herong's orange light was the first to confirm that this is where the fairy trail portal was just now.
It's just that no matter how they look for it now, it's hard to find the door.
With Zhang Dongyun's method of hiding, this is the sea that couldn't be more ordinary, and no one can reopen the void portal.
"Let's go." Shen Herong immediately ate the peacock feathers and headed towards the deep ocean with orange light.
She contacted Su Po, Gu Pu and others on the way.
Everyone in Chang'an immediately converged on the vast sea.
Shen Herong Tong Gu Pu mentioned Han Feiyu's matter, Gu Pu sighed softly: "Different ways, after all, they are not conspiring."
Han Feiyu has made great advances in swordsmanship, simple and simple, but he has no fear, but when he thinks about the same door at the beginning, he feels sad.
"Is the ninth brother dead?" Su Po asked.
Shen Herong nodded first, then shook his head: "He is not the ninth brother of the younger sister, and he is no longer your ninth brother of the seventh brother."
Su Po silently nodded, and after a while, his eyes fell on the peacock feather feather in Shen Herong's hand: "Use this to find..."
Shen Herong looked at Su Po calmly, and Su Po sighed, "...Looking for Lu Xueyuan?"
"Yes." Shen Herong nodded slightly.
Everyone did not delay immediately, and according to the method pointed by Zhang Dongyun, immediately followed and searched for the Buddhist people and Peng Ziling and others with the Jinghua road signs.
In the far-reaching desert sea, the nuns who had previously evacuated and rushed to meet with the Buddhist monk Jiashushangren and others in Xiniu Hezhou, suddenly frowned.
"Why, but there is something special in the immortal portal?" Grandmaster Jing Ge, the contemporary abbot of Longxiang Temple in the Western Regions couldn't help but ask.
The nun Jinghua shook her head: "It has nothing to do with that, but the poor nun suddenly felt that there were weeds growing in her heart."
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled.
Jinghua took a deep breath: "The poor nuns used to have some unbroken fate, but now they are used to track down, we quickly dispersed and left here."
Upon hearing this, everyone's face changed.
Although things may sound mysterious, there are so many unexpected things in Chang'an City. How brilliant is Jinghua's talent?
Under similar circumstances, she will not make a misjudgment.
"Lao Na is with you, so it's good to have a caregiver." The master Jiashu said calmly.
The abbot of Huaiyong of the Great Compassionate Temple of the Western Regions said: "The most important thing at the moment is the existence of the Dao Sect's six formations in the early days. My lips are dead and my teeth are cold. How can I flee alone? ."
The others are meditating.
Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace who had been silent before, suddenly said: "Just so."
"The younger generation has thanked you for your kindness. Anyway, this place is unstable. Let's leave before talking." Jing Hua said.
Everyone immediately retreated westward together.
"Ling Gaozu's matter, please also ask Peng to teach the festival." Han Feiyu said from the side at this moment.
Peng Ziling glanced at Jinghua and Han Feiyu.
The two of them have already revealed the true identity of Gu Mu Zhenren, and everyone knows that they should laugh at my reincarnation.
Looking at Peng Ziling's gaze, the big guy inevitably became complicated.
But at the moment when we are in the same boat, it is like treating Jinghua, and everyone has no problems.
"Gu Mu Zhenren and all the eminent monks of the Pure Land, are all trapped in that immortal portal, can they no longer be saved?" the abbot Xiankong of Ganye Temple in the Western Region asked at this time.
Jinghua sighed softly: "Fei Pang Ni and Mr. Han couldn't save it. It was really the situation at the time and it was already critical. If I didn't leave, I'm afraid it will be too bad."
Peng Ziling was silent for a while, and nodded later: "Master's judgment is correct. The young disciple Gu Mu is still invincible with the Lei Zu sword. In that fairy trail portal, it may be the city lord of Chang'an himself."
"Chang'an City is so powerful, if the noble Blessed One does not go out in person, I am afraid it will not be enough to resist it." Song Jun said slowly.
Once the emperor of a dynasty, but now in exile, it is impossible to say that Song Jun is not in a hurry or hate.
But the current strength comparison between the two sides is not optimistic for them.
"The poor nun has been sent back to the Pure Land. The specific situation depends on the meaning of the master and his old man." Jinghua replied.
She also looked at Peng Ziling, the head teacher of the Taiqing Palace: "The beam of light representing the fairy trails, Zhongtu has been strongly distorted, as far as the younger generation knows, this is a fairy trail, or rather, it is caused by the overall change of the world in the fairy trail portal. In terms of suppressing the Lei Zu sword of the noble faction, it is not necessarily that an expert shot it, it is more likely that he mobilized the power of Xianji Portal."
Peng Ziling had also entered the fairy trail. Hearing Jinghua's judgment, he nodded in agreement: "So, it does seem like this."
"However, we are still cautious. After there is news from the Pure Land, we will make the next step." Jing Hua said, turning his eyes to Han Feiyu.
Han Feiyu looked solemnly, and slowly nodded: "On the north side of Luzhou, the Dragon Demon Great has no meaning to follow Chang'an."
Xiniu Hezhou has a considerable amount of energy to pay attention to the changes in Beiju Luzhou and Nanzhanbuzhou.
Suddenly, fierce men rose up in the former to dominate the world.
The latter are the big monster races entrenched in the southern islands of the Tribe Islands.
Han Feiyu stayed in the middle to build the bridge and ease the contradiction. Xiniu Hezhou's guard against Beiju Luzhou was lessened, and more attention could be allocated to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
Of course, whether you believe it or not is a matter of the Pure Land of the Buddhist Kingdom of Xiniu Hezhou.
"Han Donor, please go to the Pure Land and his party to reconcile in the middle."
Both Jinghua and Master Jiashu sent invitations to Han Feiyu.
"Han is indispensable." Han Feiyu nodded and promised.