Vol 2 Chapter 567: Dongtian robbery (thanks to the leader Chu Mengyao)

The world is different.
The difference between the environment of the world and the earth will have very different effects. The practice system of one side of the world is formed by relying on the environment.
Or focus on the soul, or lean towards the body.
But the practice of the flesh and blood body ended up in the same direction.
The land of Xuan Xing's Absolute Spirit can still be cultivated as "Autumn Wind Does Not Move", let alone Wanyang Realm.
The so-called long-lived species in the Yulin Great Realm may not be universal in all heavens, but their traits can be cultivated in other great realms.
With all the traits of long-lived species, even if it is impossible to live to the exaggerated 1.296 billion years in the forest realm.
But it should not be only tens of thousands of years.
The ancient emperor supreme, and even the top kings like Yan fanatics, are they all dead?
Call~
Thinking in my heart, the next moment, An Qisheng already appeared in the sky.
This side of the cave is not too big, because people cannot die.
Even if the useless Taoist had many preparations before his death, he wanted to keep Dongtian, but in the 20,000 years after his death, this Dongtian collapsed and shattered again and again.
The useless Taoist has spared no effort, and only a small place in such a center has been left with exhaustive means.
It's about one-third the size of Xuan Xing. For a power close to Fenghou, such a small sky is incredible.
The only ones that can really be used are the thousands of miles of pastures and pastures around Xishan.
In fact, there are not many caves that can be preserved in such a perfect condition 20,000 years after death. They are more and more scarred and may collapse and break at any time.
Otherwise, it is impossible for Taiyimen to send a junior like Blue Daffodil.
Huh~
In the wind in the cave, there is still a strong gas, and the blood color on the Lingtian grassland of thousands of miles has not faded.
This is an impurity in Peng Sixteen's blood.
But its blood veins are strong, and cultivation is even more tyrannical. Even the impurities in the blood, the prosperity of the spiritual machine contained far exceeds that of ordinary spiritual water and the like.
The value is higher than that of the spring water of some large gates that irrigate the Lingtian.
Just like the whale falling in the sea, it can nourish countless small creatures on the seabed, not to mention the golden-winged Dapeng like Peng 16 in the Ten Thousand Fa Realm.
Of course, if it is not the spirit species left by useless Taoists, the grass species are top-notch and have variability of tens of thousands of years. If such a series of blood is poured, I am afraid that they will all be burnt to death.
Rao is so, at the moment thousands of miles of spiritual fields, there is no way how many spiritual vegetation blood burned to death.
But what remains is undoubtedly much more valuable.
"Yuanyang Taoist, you finally showed up!"
After seeing An Qisheng again for a few months, Zheng Longqiu and others only felt that his breath seemed to be stronger and stronger, and the blood under his thin body was like the ocean.
But after a few months of polishing, everyone's heart was "stable" a lot, even with a lot of anger, watching the starry sky around the sky still endured.
"Brother Yuanyang is really good."
Xuanji took a deep breath, she stepped in the air, and some bright red stained on the white palace skirt, but was sealed up and repaired. After imprisoning her body, she did not escape the previous rain.
Feng Changming and others were all bad-looking, and the previous scenes had a great impact on them.
There is even greater hidden worry in my heart.
According to the styles of several great gates and the holy land of Hades, it is impossible to leave them alone after they are taken away, but for months, it seems that no one has come to the door.
"Several people are worthy of the origin of the ancestors, Ling Tian is doing well."
An Qisheng withdrew his gaze.
Lingtian is also a field. If it is a field, it will grow grass. The vitality of Lingzhi may not be stronger than that of Lingcao. If no one takes care of it, the harvest will not be good.
The value of these thousands of miles of Lingtian is much higher than that of some Xiaozongmen families, and An Qisheng will not ignore it.
Dongtian is not only used to fight the enemy, but also has a great help to practice.
Speaking of Ling Tian, ​​Feng Changming and others immediately gritted their teeth.
Who are they?
The worst is also the elders of the ten major sects, true disciples, who have never done such a thing since birth. This time they were forced to pull grass and fertilize, and their anger could hardly be suppressed.
"Brother Yuanyang, you and I have little hatred. Now, let us go out."
Xuanji spoke softly, shackled.
The beauty of her life, even if her clothes were stained with blood and her yoke, she still had no sense of embarrassment, and calmly spoke with An Qisheng.
"There is not much hatred?"
An Qisheng murmured again, only to find it funny in his heart, he shook his head: "Yeah, you haven't hurt me by saving the mountain and breaking the formation. You haven't hurt me by taking my breath with the secret of the moon..."
An Qisheng came down into the air and stood in front of everyone, whispering: "But, what if I'm only the real form? If you take my breath to Dao Qing Dao, the top king-level treasure of Dao Qing Dao' What about the "Three-seven Law Destroy Mi' to curse me?"
His voice was not high or low, and there seemed to be no mood swings, but he heard Feng Changming and others all look slightly changed.
In the slight change of color, An Qisheng's eyes were faint, meaning:
"Some things don't happen if they happen..."
In the land of Dongzhou, ten ancestors ruled the dynasties, and the three holy places overlooked all living beings, except for each other.
The significance of the existence of loose cultivation is to explore the dangerous secret realm for them, cut the demon to get medicine, and cultivate the spirit field.
In their view, of course, they didn't hurt themselves by one point, and there was no big grudge.
But An Qisheng didn't think so.
Can he be cancelled in one lump if he fails to kill?
There is no such reason for him.
"So what do you want?"
Zheng Long begged Shen Sheng to respond, unable to suppress his anger so that his body trembled slightly.
Everyone present, except that he was the most wounded and had not recovered for several months, because he was whipped the most. Under the severe pain again and again, his soul was greatly damaged.
"I won't kill you."
An Qisheng swept across the faces of several people, ripples in his eyes.
Zheng Longqiu and others are naturally not good people, but their status is too high, ordinary people are not qualified to contact them at all, and all killings happened with the monks.
It is different from Peng Xie's natural and fierce.
An Qisheng prides himself on being a peaceful person, and naturally will not kill people indiscriminately.
"Ok?"
Zheng Long asked for a moment.
Feng Changming and others were also relieved: "So what do you want?"
If An Qisheng's reaction to the crowd is to watch the fire, he doesn't care, but just asks faintly, "Do you know Dong Tiankai?"
"Dongtian Tribulation?!"
"Don't you want us to stand up for you?"
"This is not possible! If we have such a method, and have already built it into a sky, how can you catch us!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard about the ‘Dong Tianjiao’.
As the name suggests, ‘Dongtian Tribulation’ refers to the number of robberies in Dongtian. None of the people present, including Xuanji and Feng Changming, came into contact with Dongtian.
There is no difference between killing them and asking them to resist the cave.
At this moment, all the people suddenly realized that the purpose of An Qisheng.
People will never die.
Dongtian Tribulation is the number of robbers of Heaven and Earth against Dongtian. Even if a person dies, as long as Dongtian is not broken, he still has to cross the robberies.
"impossible!"
Feng Changming categorically refused: "The number of Dongtian Tribulation is not something that others can intervene. Even if we are all desperate, it is impossible to spend the useless Taoist Tribulation!"
Not only him, Zheng Longqiu, Mo Changfa and others shook their heads and refused.
The useless Taoist is the power close to the prince. Even if his cave is not large, the background is extremely high, with the background, and he can even return to the peak.
They are in a state of omnipotence, encountering such a sky-robbery, they may not even have a chance to successfully pass through!
It’s not just them. The Yuanyang Taoist is a real figure in a single cultivation, and he is outrageously outrageous.
But because he only cultivated the true form, he didn't understand the coping method of Dongtian Tribulation.
"Brother Yuanyang, you have cultivated such a real shape to such a realm. It is rare in ancient and modern times, but you may want to resist the sky-tribulation of the cave, but it may not be possible."
At this time, Xuan Ji opened his mouth, and the true biography of the Mingyue Holy Land whispered: "If Brother Dao can trust Xuan Ji, I can make a guarantee for you, let you join Mingyue Dongtian, please teach me to break it for you."
What people fear most is the unknown.
Before knowing the purpose of An Qisheng, she also had some dignity in her heart. UU read the book www.uukanshu.com. She was worried, but after knowing his goal, she let go of her heart.
If there is no demand, there will be no flaws, but if there is a demand, there will be traces.
Can respond.
But beyond her expectations, An Qisheng still shook her head:
"You, I can't believe it."
"you!"
In Xuan Ji's amazed eyes, An Qisheng smiled faintly: "Who said I want you to stop me from robbing me?"
He took a deep look at the crowd, turned around and swept to the top of the Mountain of Heshan, sat cross-legged on the huge lying cowstone, and spoke softly:
"I don't need you to stop me for me. Not only that, I will help you through the robbery!"
His voice was not high or low, but it sounded in the hearts of everyone hundreds of miles away.
Help us through the robbery?
Feng Changming and others were stunned for a moment, and then his heart was cold: "You, are you going to take our hole?"
"You are too vicious!"
Zheng Long begged his face green, but he didn't yell at him, because a whip of starlight had already floated up as he spoke.
However, his eyes were filled with incomparable rage, but there was a trace of fear that could not be ignored in his rage.
Stunning!
Everyone died suddenly.
They are all the top ten ancestors, the leaders of the Holy Land, and they have no doubt whether they have the possibility of advancing into heaven.
Even though it may not be great, they also think they will one day be promoted to great power!
"wishful thinking!"
After the silence, it is the sky.
Everyone was angry.
But their cultivation was banned, their physique was imprisoned, and even if they were angry, they could not get rid of imprisonment at all.
And An Qisheng sat on the top of the mountain, did not pay attention to the roar of everyone, and the sound of whipping like a cannon, and tapped the quail egg in his palm with his fingers.
Birth, he is professional.