Vol 2 Chapter 585: Who is the end of Heavenly Order?

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The indescribable powerful gas machine flooded the world.
In the entire Tianjiao city, hundreds of people all shuddered and knelt down. Among them were old people who had lived for a hundred years and had experienced the last king's palace, and they prostrate on the ground with piety and fear.
Worshipping their asylums piously.
But at the same time, he was also afraid of this irresistible force.
"Zhuwangtai, open it!"
"A completely resurrected Fengling-class Lingbao is too scary. How can such a breath resist it?"
"Zhuwangtai is not an ordinary king-level spirit treasure in the ordinary sense. It is from the hands of the Supreme. Nothing in Dongzhou can be compared with it!"
"The world's strongest man holds the world's first king Lingbao, who else can be the enemy?"
In a breath full of mercury, the countless monks in the city of Tianjiao fell into shock.
Many of them have experienced the opening of Wangtai.
But once again, I was still shocked and felt awe in my heart. This is an irresistible force.
There have been 30 million years in ancient times, but most of the time, there is no Supreme, Holy Emperor, and Heavenly Existence between heaven and earth.
The prince, is the supreme overlord!
Especially after the upheaval in heaven and earth, in addition to the fact that the Guanglong Supreme was short-lived and dominated the world for tens of thousands of years, the strongest between heaven and earth is now only after the vacuum of the ancient times.
Wanghou-level Lingbao is already the supreme power.
Under such a tyrannical atmosphere, no one can be at ease.
Even the masters of many sect gates in Tianjiao City, at this time, the heart could not help shaking, this is an unbearable weight!
Buzz~
Under this coercion, the dragon boat outside Tianjiao City buzzed and shook, sending out a long roar that sounded like a long dragon.
It's a pity that the Wanlong Boat, which is not controlled by anyone, can't compete with the kings of the complete recovery, but just issued a reluctant tweet, but did not recover again.
However, under this momentum, Wanlong Boat also seems to be showing signs of recovery.
"Oh!"
In a small courtyard in the city, Baby Mo even exclaimed, the golden light burst out of the Qiankun spiritual ring, and Xumi Jinshan was also stimulated to recover.
He was caught off guard and almost ran out of Xumi Jinshan.
It is not just him. At this moment, Tianjiao City, and even the entire Tianding Kingdom, are under the direct envelope of the atmosphere of the kings. Almost all Fenghou-level Lingbao are about to move.
"The kings platform."
"Dongzhou's first Wang Lingbao? I'm afraid it might not be so. Ling Tianzong's Ling Tianjian, the three-seven methods of ruining the love path, and the boat on the other side of my one door, aren't they all right?"
"My monk should be in charge of Wang Houbao, laughing proudly at Kyushu."
The disciple of Taiyi Men looked up and was shocked.
Taiyimen is the strongest force under the three holy sites in Dongzhou, but even the most powerful force, the true disciples except Ba Mo, are not qualified to hold the Hou-level spirit treasure.
In fact, Xumi Jinshan is the treasure of Tai Yi's master wife, which is given to his son for self-defense.
This is already the case with Fenghou-level Lingbao, not to mention the Fengbao-level Lingbao.
That is the treasure that only the elders, the elders of the elders, are eligible to hold. In addition, even the first true biography, like Fang Lingren, is expected to inherit the position of elders.
Also unqualified.
At this time, there was a complete recovery, and the earth-shattering kings of the atmosphere were naturally shocked, shocked, and envious.
Rumble!
The sound wave echoed in all directions, and it was filled with infinite clouds.
However, the spread of Taoism and Divine Light visible to the naked eye is not disorderly, but interwoven with each other, but only a few moments before and after.
Heaven, earth, and spirit, and the dancing wind and clouds are under the pressure of an indescribable breath.
It turned into a white jade-like Temple of Heaven, lying across the sky.
Hum~
Under the haunting endless divine light, a powerful presence could sit in a vague way above the vast Temple of Heaven.
The sky-covering canopy, the flowing divine light, and the resplendent red color.
Every scene can't be ignored.
Countless people looked up at the sky, only to see that under the canopy, the man was wearing a flat purple crown and a robe around Jiulong, his breath was majestic and overbearing.
Without saying a word, let anyone who sees him feel infinitely depressed.
Like being suppressed by blood.
"Zhuwangtai, Emperor Tianding!"
The blue narcissus shirt was moving without the wind, and there seemed to be some unsteadiness in his heart. Ripples appeared in the plain eyes, just like the waves at Pinghu.
The strongest contemporary.
The first king treasure of Dongzhou!
The combination of the two brings endless shock to everyone.
At this moment, the expressions of the true disciples of the ten ancestral gates of Tianjiao City all changed, and he realized in a trance why the Emperor Tianding could be under the suppression of the holy land and ancestral gate.
Happy for thousands of years.
If such a person does not have Tianjiao City and Tianding Kingdom's shackles, why is it difficult to suppress him?
Under the attention of many people, Emperor Tianding sat at the top of the Temple of Heaven and said lightly: "Here is tall and big. Why don't you come here to watch?"
The sound waves are sweeping, sweeping across the Eight Wastelands.
It seems that an invisible big hand swept through the void, instantly smoothing the turbulent storms, and also forced a Taoist figure out of the void.
"Excellent, great!"
Laughter is like an ancient and man beats the void like a drum. A majestic man from Wei An walks out of the void, self-empty and real.
The moment his voice fluttered was already on the altar.
"Don't ask, don't you dare not come."
"Everything is high, Ling Dadi, 99,000, just as it is today, the Daoist friends are conscious!"
"It's okay, if you wait for a thousand years, do you care about such a day or two?"
Several sounds followed one another, with different tones, but they sounded at the same time, and made a sound wave like the Yangtze River, colliding with the voice of Tianding Emperor on the sky.
It can be heard for thousands of miles.
It can be seen for thousands of miles.
No one can see how they came, and even the true disciples of the many sects who have been watching the sky without blinking, have not seen it clearly.
I only felt the moment when the sound sounded, one way or another, or Ling, or indifference, or domineering, or a peaceful figure, had already fallen on the Temple of Heaven 100,000 feet high.
Zhuqiang Qizhi!
The ten magnificent lords existed on the high platform, either indifferently, or cold eyes all fell among the people, the middle-aged people like dragons and dragons under the canopy.
Like rivers, lakes and mountains, mountains and rivers fell together, under great pressure, Tianding Emperor's robe lifted slightly.
He didn't realize it, but his eyes fell on the ten people. The breath was aloof and the figure was erratic. It seemed that he might be gone with the wind at any time.
Slightly sighing:
"Brother, you are still here."
The man had white hair and white hair, his breath was aloof, and his face was plain. His face was very ordinary, and he could not see it even when he fell in the crowd. His breath was even more erratic. At first glance, ninety-nine people would ignore him .
His name is Gan Xian, the owner of Wanfa Building.
It is also a character who is truly his generation among the crowd.
"Thousands of years have flashed, it seems that in a flash, there are only a few people in a generation of arrogance."
Gan Xie seems to have emotion:
"Brother Li, if you follow me into the mountain, you and I will play for thousands of years in the Wanfa Dragon Tower and wait for the world to come. That would be great."
"You said nothing."
Tianding Emperor's eyes flashed softly, and then swept across many people with a majestic and indifferent face: "There are thousands of laws, but the only way! I would rather grasp the present than leave it to the future!"
"Don't need to say more."
Ling Tianzong's Sect Master glanced coldly at Emperor Tianding, and said lightly: "So far, what else do you want to change?"
"My brother and I are reminiscing, and if you intervene, you will be cut first!"
The Emperor Tianding came back indifferently and said nothing again.
In the angry look of Sect Master Ling Tian, ​​the sleeve robe waved: "I have never had a lie in my life!
Zhuwangtai,
Open! "
Bang!
When the sound fell, the heavens shone with layers of light.
Dao Tao Shenguang rose to the sky.
Just above the sky, there is a picture that seems to be ethereal, but the wind can't move it.
In the picture, there are thousands of mountains and valleys, plateaus and valleys, rivers and lakes, and stars at night.
And, that whine, like a ghost crying, howling.
That's the battlefield of the kings.
"The kings of Taichung, there were kings competing, and those who weren't proud of it were in it. If someone had gains, it would be good fortune. If they couldn't catch up, death might only be in an instant!"
The calm and majestic voice flowed down like a cloud in the sky.
Thousands of miles can be heard.
Directly blasted in the city, the ears of all monks in the country.
"Emperor Tianding deserves to be Emperor Tianding! So neat and tidy, it is the model of my monk!"
The moment the words landed, another long laugh resounded through the air.
Cloak is like fire, and people are like dragons.
Fang Tian's painted halberd cut through the sky and Wu Erlang rose into the sky. Between the laughter and the echo, he has already rushed into the sky above the sky, which seems to be the general picture of Dongtian.
The wind blew from the wind, but he didn't touch him in the slightest angle, but just blew a strong alcohol into the sky.
"How can you make Wu Er special and better?"
A chuckling sound rang, and a dark stream of light followed, rising into the sky.
"The law is not extinguished. You have to go first, but it's a little bit worse."
A sword is cold and the sky is hundreds of miles away.
Lin Nailong came across the sky, hunted for clothes, with a sword forced to retreat without extinction, and coldly swept across the Yuan Duxiu somewhere in Tianjiao City.
In the midst of Fa Wutai's cold drink and counterattack, he stepped into the kings' Taichung.
"Lin Banglong!"
The Fa Wu Fa extinction expression is cold, and it stirs up the evil spirits all over the sky.
咻咻咻~~~
Several people have entered one after another.
Then, a figure from the nine major urban areas, Tianjiao City, soared inside and outside, turning into a stream of stream to split the void.
To rush towards the open kings like electricity.
"Lin Banglong..."
Yuan Duxiu mixed with the crowd in a hurry, not competing first, not backward, but with a touch of doubt in his eyes.
What did Lin Banglong do in the past two years?
A flash of suspicion flashed through his heart, and the blue daffodils, Mo baby and others had already stepped into the king's Taichung.
Yuan Duxiu just swept a little, and can already see the true masters of many of them.
They did not have Wu Er, Lin Nailong's high-key, even low-key outrageous, but one by one introverted, it made him wave after wave of crisis.
Do not bark dogs?
With fear in his heart, he also stepped into the kings' platform with the flow of people.
Buzz~
Many people stepped into the moment of space contained in the Wangtai.
A divine light burst forth from several of them, and its anger was violent, its light was strong, and mighty like a holy sword that cut the world, revealing to the people.
"Fenghou Lingbao?!"
"The law is indestructible, the dream is innate, the snow is the wind, the Lin Banglong... several of them are all carrying Fenghou-level Lingbao!"
"Why do you want to bring Fenghou-level Lingbao?"
In an instant, countless monks were upset.
In a certain sense, Zhuwangtai has become several major sects, and even the battlefield of the same-level competition, and there have been several battles of Wangtai.
Although some people use various inferior means.
However, it was the first time that such a majestic carrying Fenghou-class Lingbao entered it.
A group of true disciples of the realm of the gods are competing against each other, but should they use Fenghou-level Lingbao?
What are they doing?
Countless unrecognized casual practitioners have been in an uproar, and there are also well-intentioned people, who are faintly feeling bad.
And the 14 empresses and others who knew some of their inner feelings became ashen-faced, and they did not seem to expect that these sects would be so shameless.
In the first city, under the stele somewhere in Yanfatai, the fourth prince looked up at the sky, and there was a worry in his peaceful eyes:
"Hope, just seal Hou Lingbao..."
"More than ten pieces of seal Hou Lingbao, all Taoists, are good means, but also very willing."
Above the Temple of Heaven, Emperor Tianding deflected his eyes and lightly swept the leaders of the ten major schools, and there was no lack of sarcasm in his tone.
Many palm teaches look calm, sitting or sitting on armrests without answering.
They have practiced for thousands of years, or even two thousand years. They don't talk about cultivation, and their thickness is still some.
Do everything you have done.
Naturally, they will not refute, nor disdain to refute themselves.
"Zhuwangtai is the supreme handwriting, you are compatible with it, but it is impossible to refine it with a powerful body. If you want to come, it is the dark hand left by the supreme....."
Ling Tianzong's palm-teaching look was condensed and his breath swelled, and he seemed to be ready to go, as if waiting for Tianding Emperor's shot at any time:
"Let the kings stand, you can still live!"
By this time, he didn't seem to care much, and directly stated the purpose of himself and others.
"Daoyou's merits and demerits were first. At that time, this treasure was left in your hands, but I was extremely uneasy in my heart."
The dean of the Tianshu College is a young man with a book full of gas. He sighed softly: "Although this is wrong, it can be worthwhile if you can avoid the deadly battle between you and us."
Zhuwangtai, the most powerful king-level spirit treasure on the Dongzhou Ming Dynasty.
It is already terrifying to hold the emperor Tianding in his hands at this time. If the world changes, the world will come, and he will be the first to break through the seal.
With the prestige of Feng Hou, who is in charge of the revival of the Feng Wangzhi treasure, this Dongzhou is afraid that no one can control it.
"Leave the Wangtai, follow me back to Wanfa Building."
Qian Xian was silent for a moment before speaking: "No one can hurt you."
Many other headmasters have never spoken, but are full of vitality, all locking up Tianding Emperor, seeming to be guarding against his uprising.
"Hahaha! Leaving the kings platform?"
Everyone watched, and under intimidation, Emperor Tianding suddenly laughed out loud, wildly and wildly: "Leave the Kings this time, the next time Tianjiao City, and the next Tianding Kingdom?"
"It's ridiculous!"
Amidst the rush of breath, Emperor Tianding smiled and converged, and swept the crowd coldly:
"Want all the kings, this seat will give you this opportunity, but it depends on your disciples, does this skill!"
The voice of Emperor Tianding has not fallen.
Among the heavens of the kings and the caves, the divine light was like a sky sword, and most of the true disciples of Zhuzong changed their faces under the mighty atmosphere.
Wan Wan did not expect that all the peers were carrying Fenghou-level Lingbao!
"bad!"
Many true disciples were all beating wildly, and they were shocked and shocked, but there was no refusal at all, and there was no sound of scolding.
Retreating involuntarily, it is necessary to escape these kings and kings.
But it's easy to get in and hard to get out.
But where is the portal that comes in?
"Left-hand senior guessed..."
Yuan Duxiu was also shocked, but he had already been a little wary, at the same time that the Fenghou-level spirit treasure was blooming, and the divine light flooded the entire Dongtian world.
The figure retreated abruptly and moved thousands of miles away.
Sigh~!
Almost at the same time, a tremendous sword gas torn the sky, divided the earth, cut through the mountains and rivers, and pulled a huge abyss that stretched thousands of miles on the endless earth!
"Lin Banglong, what do you want to do? Contend with the door, how dare you die?"
Li Xun was frightened, and this sword was naturally Lin Linlong's handwriting.
boom!
Lin Naolong's expression was cold and he cut himself off with a sword!
The earth is falling apart, the mountains and rivers are changing color, the infinite smoke is cut in two by the Excalibur, and all tangible and intangible things are completely shattered by the unmatched edge!
Yuan Duxiu's expression changed wildly, but this sword, he couldn't escape it.
Where is this sword light, this is clearly the whole sky smashed towards me!
"It's too deceiving."
The blue narcissus shook his head slightly, and behind him the divine light Tianhe had tilted away, like the whip of heaven and earth controlled by the ancient god.
Whipped towards Lin Banglong.
"Brother Lan, don't shoot!"
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Subconsciously, it will be shot.
Rumble!
At this moment, a tremendous trembling shock broke the void.
This loud noise was too horrible, as if hundreds of millions of thunders exploded at the same time, and many stars exploded together. Under the impact of huge sound waves, several true transmissions of the Jingyang Mountain were inattentive, and the seven qiaos were bleed directly.
Almost exploded and died!
Everyone changed their colors, looking back.
I saw Dong Tianju earthquake, the earth, mountains and plains were completely cracked at this moment!
Rivers were engulfed by the cracked ground, and a very intense divine light burst out, but the sword light that chopped out Lin Linlong was completely engulfed in a flash.
"this is?"
The movement was too big and came too fast.
Under a shock, the true biography of several ten thousand buildings close by was blasted away by the strong wind.
"Ok?!"
Once again the sword failed, Lin Nai's heart raised a warning sign.
When I looked up, I saw the cracks of mountains and rivers, and the white jade-like steps rose like mountains.
Lifting up at a terrifying speed that is hard to see with the naked eye, rising up one by one, rising like a ladder to the sky to the top.
It seems only momentary.
A heavenly stairway that looks like heaven and jade pillars has already appeared in front of everyone.
The mighty divine light flowed down, and the lustre like substance was permeated.
A deep aura of legal principles filled the hearts of everyone immediately.
"This is the center of the kings' platform?...that is?"
Many people looked up the heavenly scale and saw the end of the heavenly scale under the infinite sky.
There seems to be a white-haired Taoist sitting cross-legged.
His air was calm, and his people were as sturdy as an abyss, and at a glance, his heart suddenly throbbed.
"what?!"