Chapter 1005: : Big Wave Washing Sand

Does even "Shinto" appear?
Mo Nan's eyebrows were locked in deep, he could imagine a scene: In the vast world, two huge ancient characters "God" and "Magic", they were flying in a straight line corresponding to the two extreme directions.
Viewed from a distant high altitude, they must be all over the mountains, and they are invincible, and they are bound to shock the whole world of heaven.
If, when their two ancient characters are close to Tiandi City, even the "God and Demon Avenue" collided directly!
What will happen?
"Ji Futu, why are you so fierce?" Mo Nan couldn't help but murmured.
At first, he thought that Ji Futu did this, but he wanted to take the Three Thousand Avenues into his own hands and lead the ancient roads to the Tuntians, so that he really controlled the Celestials. Is it too shocking?
The Tuntians originally controlled the Celestial Thousands. Is it still necessary to make the "Emperor of Heaven" so strong? People are so playful, how will they feel?
Looking at those dense practitioners and the huge "magic" characters, Mo Nan suddenly felt like a drop in the ocean in the deep ocean. In the face of the vast celestial beings, the eternal Taoism, and the long cultivation road, all their practitioners are too small!
In the end, who can survive this big wave of sand?
But the situation in front of him did not allow him to think more.
"Leader, what shall we do? This is" Magic Road ", do we want to go?" This one, even Luo Xuanji, was a little uncertain.
If it is an ordinary avenue, they simply don't need to think about it. But this one is magical!
Around this huge tens of thousands of meters of magic characters, densely packed practitioners are flying, they are mostly in the form of magic, they all want to come to feel the purest source of magic.
Rumble!
The origin of the demon path crushed a huge mountain top, and some fierce beasts were too greedy to absorb the magical madness beside the mountain top. They could not dodge it, and they were crushed directly into powder.
However, the practitioners still couldn't follow it, and at a glance, it seemed as if a large number of ants were crawling under a large cake of several layers.
"No matter what the source of the avenue, absolutely cannot be obtained by the Tuntians!"
Mo Nanlang said in a loud voice, and yelled at the practitioners who had not recovered from the shock: "The killer is not the demon itself! It is the people who use the demon! You do n’t want to be scattered, feel the devil first, act destiny ! "
"Yes--"
"OK! Okay!"
"I see, my great leader!" The practitioners' answers were all messy, and their minds were on that magic word.
As soon as Mo Nan's expression sank, he knew what it meant to forbid or to stand up, and immediately drank, "Did you all understand?"
He made a loud noise, as if erupting at any time!
The practitioners trembled. After a pause, they answered in unison: "Understand!"
Mo Nan nodded, and he also knew that he didn't have much merit and was qualified to suppress them. It's hard to come by now!
When he watched the locust-like monk pounce together, an unspeakable feeling surged in his heart.
Ji Futu, what are you doing?
"To blame, blame yourself. You didn't teach you how to be good at the beginning!"
...
Devour the ancient capital!
The Emperor City of Heaven is at this moment shrouded in the luminous avenues.
In all parts of the heavens, the source of the avenue that thousands of practitioners are vying for is actually like a chair and a chair, and it is placed everywhere, and no one cares about it at all.
At this moment, Ji Futu stood on top of the mountain, holding his chest with both hands, looking like an electric eye into the starry sky. As if, the starry sky was full of mystery, attracting all his attention.
In this situation, I am afraid that only the Emperor can treat it so frankly!
A practitioner wearing a black law enforcement shirt quickly appeared on top of the mountain. His name was Cheng Zhiming. After the accident of King Youdu, seven people shared the main affairs of the law enforcement ambassador, and he was one of them.
"Chen, meet the Emperor!" Cheng Zhiming looked at Emperor Tian's back, and his heart trembled. The first person who ruled the realm of heaven simply stood here, which was enough to make people unable to resist any idea of ​​resistance.
At the same time, Cheng Zhiming also knows that at this moment, at this moment, the entire celestial realm is in deep waters. The civil war among the peoples, the blood of the race for the origin of the avenue, has created all these things in one hand. This emperor.
And he was bright at the moment, divinely pretentious, entangled with divine power, spotless!
As if all the slaughter in the heavens had nothing to do with him!
Ji Futu moved his body lightly, and the divine power turned around him. He looked at the origins of the avenues in the city of Tiandi, and said in a deep voice: "As a law enforcement ambassador, if you look down from here, what do you see? ? "
Cheng Zhiming trembled. He couldn't think that the Emperor would ask like that, but he immediately answered: "Heavenly God is magnificent, ancient and shining now! The Three Thousand Avenue has been turned into more than half. I believe it won't be long before all the rest can be gathered back! Swallowing the heavens will be able to better rule the heavens and benefit the nations! This is a time to celebrate! "
After Cheng Zhiming said, he glanced at the Emperor's back again and again, and he was terribly quiet for a while!
a long time.
Ji Futu only shook his head gently, and said slowly: "You didn't tell the truth!"
"Ah? Here, the sentences are true!" Cheng Zhiming was sweating on his forehead.
Ji Futu's eyes were a little indifferent, and he said, "If King Youdu is here, what would she say?"
Cheng Zhiming heard even more cold sweat dripping. King Youdu is currently a taboo for everyone. King Youdu ruled and enforced the law and ruled the heavens, but in the end he betrayed the Tuntians. It can be said that The culprit of Emperor Chang Hao is King Youdu.
Tiandi suddenly asked, how would he answer?
Ji Futu seemed to be lamenting, saying: "Three thousand avenues, return to the beginning! Those who can control the three thousand avenues, so far, only the overthrown Dragons have tried it! Now, I want to take three thousand avenues ... Then, the Celestial Mansions ... There will be half of the races, because of the killings and scrambles, and will be destroyed! Great rivers and mountains will break, the heavens will be chaotic, the inheritance will be lost, and no one will inherit them! The original ten thousand races will certainly be destroyed once they come! "
He turned slowly, his eyes urging like the sun, and he looked at Cheng Zhiming seriously, and said in a deep voice: "Will the emperors of heaven have been remembered for centuries, I do n’t know, but the world of heaven, even six All sentient beings will surely remember—Ji Futu cuts off the Celestials! Creates the Realm of Celestials with one hand! "
Bang--
Above the sky, there was a thunderous thunder, rolling away!
Cheng Zhiming's heart is also indescribable. As a law enforcement, he naturally knows how many races hate Heavenly Emperor. He always thought that Heavenly Emperor was not clear about all this, but now it seems that Heavenly Emperor knows and understands the feelings in it. At the same time-this emperor, doesn't care at all! The life and death of the various races are not extermination races. In the eyes of the emperor, they are not as good as the mountains and rivers!
What kind of feeling is that?
Suddenly, he understood something that Youdu had been teaching in the past!
Ji Futu said this, as if he was in a comfortable mood, his tone changed, and said, "I give you one thing-go to the Shangwu robbery domain, and get back the wild wild arrow that belongs to your law enforcement messenger!"
Thousands of broken arrows?
Cheng Zhiming knew that this was the imperial edict of the emperor.
Ji Futu stopped talking, raised his head again, looking at the nine-day starry sky, murmured:
"Waiting for three thousand avenues, ask, are you qualified?"
...
Bang!
The word "magic road" has once again crushed a huge forest. Wherever it goes, it is really a grassy place!
Many practitioners have come to confess to Mo Nan that they cannot shake this terrible "magic road" at all! Many practitioners of the magic path just absorb the magic and make their magical powers more complete, and they simply cannot take the root of the magic path as their own!
Mo Nan couldn't help it for a while, and his mind was on Su Liusha's body. He was still racing against time to remove Su Liusha's mask.
Just at this time.
Suddenly, the magic sounded.
Huh! !! !!
As soon as this magic sound came out, many practitioners who were following the "Magic Road" fell down one after another, as if it were an electric shock.
Bang Bang!
"Ah ... this is a magic sound attack!"
"Damn, such a terrible magic sound, is it possible that Cang Lanqin is here? My alas, my foul mouth--"
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When many practitioners covered their ears and fled, they suddenly saw a figure of a luthier appearing in the void. And the man in the middle is extremely dazzling, the magic sound is entangled, and the power is infinite. His long hair has fallen on the thigh, but his face is gloomy. There is no piano in front of him, but the magic sound keeps coming from him Ringing.
As if in the heavens and the earth, every grass and tree can be used for his playing!
clank! !!
Suddenly, almost all the practitioners could not bear it and fled.
The huge "magic" word also became "free" all at once, revealing all appearances.
When Mo Nan heard these magic sounds, his brows were also frowning. He reached out and took out a guqin in the ring and stretched out his hand!
Huh!
Before the third hit, he had formed an invisible sound wall around him.
The practitioners in his alliance all cried in surprise: "Haha, I don't think we have such a hand!"
"Well, they all have to run, that is, we can still be here, it really is different!" Many practitioners have a proud look.
Heilong's face was a little displeased, and he said, "Shut up for me-Xianle together here will surely attract the attention of the Cang Lanqin Demon. Don't disturb the leader to find a way!"
Sure enough, before he finished speaking, a group of luthiers turned around and looked over.
The Cang Lanqin Devil looked at the word "magic" attentively, and when he heard this fairy music, he couldn't help but "swipe" gently, and then came over, "Oh, it is the Lord of the Demon!
Mo Nan is not surprised that Cang Lanqin Demon knows himself, because of the relationship between Yan Qingsi and Cang Lanqin Demon, he has long known that he exists. Moreover, Mo Nan knew more clearly the temperament of Cang Lanqin Demon. Now that he played Xian Le, Cang Lanqin Devil liked it, so it would not cause collision.
Mo Nan also said loudly: "I thought Cang Lan Qin Mo was dismissive of everything, and now I'm here for fun?"
"Hahaha ~ the origin of the Three Thousand Avenues, are these ancient events just lively in the eyes of the Demon Lord?" The Cang Lanqin Demon suddenly looked at the Guqin in the hands of Mo Nan, and said in a deep voice: "Devil Lord, forgive me I take the liberty, who taught you, Xianle? "
Mo Nan smiled and thought, this was created by Lao Tzu with Qing Han a thousand years ago! Have you been jealous for a thousand years, and still remember it? However, the thought of mild cold, he could not help but feel a pain.
Mo Nan's eyes brightened, and he remembered something, and suddenly said, "Please forgive me, Cang Lan Qin Mo, can you do me a favor?"