Vol 2 Chapter 597: The Tombs of the Kings

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Huh~
The celestial phenomena that spread the sky for some time finally dispersed with the turbulence of the air current.
Wisps of starlight flowed down with the bright and bright moon like water.
At this time, only some people recovered, but one day passed, and night fell again.
The drifting blood mist was gone, and An Qisheng was bathed in the moonlight, and all around Zhou was very accessible, and the pain and oppression seemed to dissipate with the crush of bones.
In the middle of the cave, Qian 14 also no longer struggled, and was held in the middle of the save mountain cave.
"ended......"
On the earth, in the distance of the void, many people have complex feelings.
The kings' platform, Fenghou Lingbao, the gates of all the gods, the top ten priests besieged the Tianding Emperor, the Tianding Emperor's town killed the cultivating Fatai Master... Until this time, the Yuanyang Taoist suppressed the Ten Thousand Fa The palm teaches fourteen.
What happened in just one day is enough for them to digest for a long time, a long time.
But no one knows that after today, this Yuanyang Taoist, who has only been in existence for only three years now, has reached the top of Dongzhou.
Just like the previous Emperor Tianding, it was enough to make the Ten Great Sects, and even the three Holy Lands, be afraid of it.
This is something that no one imagined before the war, so the shock caused by it once happened is far greater than that of Emperor Tianding's killing of the Master of Refinement.
Because the latter has been famous for thousands of years, it is the strongest person in Dongzhou in the millennium.
The former, however, has only appeared for three years.
Call~
An Qisheng breathed out slowly. There was no excitement after the war and no joy after the victory.
Just standing quietly, experiencing the gains and losses of this battle.
Smashing the vacuum is now the strongest state in Ming Dynasty on Dongzhou and even in Kyushu. The ten major clansmen, the masters of the three holy places, and the emperor Tianding before the war are all in this state.
This state is rooted in the sky, but it can exist independently.
Smash a line of vacuum. This line is not inside, but outside. Once the vacuum heavenly master, he became a heavenly master by simply practicing this situation.
According to legend, the fists of the sky will collapse, and everything will be broken.
The killing is the worst.
And in this battle, An Qisheng also really realized it.
If it weren't for the Wanlong boat to hit in the air, he wanted to suppress the 14th, and it would never be possible in a short time.
咻咻咻咻~~~
In the silent night, there is a subtle sound of breaking the sky.
Inside and outside Tianjiao City, many disciples of different sizes, true disciples, and elders all left, and dared not stay any longer.
Because of the rumors along the way that An Qisheng became famous, it all shows that this Yuanyang Taoist is extremely fond of suppressing masters.
As for those who were suppressed by him, there was no more news.
Miao Meng looked at An Qisheng in the sky with a complex look, but did not retreat.
Hum~
It was only then that the ghost image of the'Mortal Doors' that suppressed the kings slowly disappeared.
A lot of silhouettes were wrapped by streamers and fell into the sky, but it was Yuan Duxiu, Wu Erlang, Lanshui and others.
Call~
The blue daffodil landed gently, but found that it had been thrown onto the official road outside Tianjiao City.
Beside him are Wu Erlang, Xue Tianfeng, Meng Xiantian and others.
Yuan Duxiu is the only one missing.
"Unexpected, unexpected..."
Wu Erlang chuckled, did not miss, turned around and stepped into the night.
When he came, he was very ambitious, but his hands were empty but still very angry.
Xue Tianfeng's white clothes and white hair, like a very dry fourteen, he glanced indifferently from the air and stepped down, walking slowly and calmly, An Qisheng.
Without a word, it disappeared into the night.
"Yeah, I can't think of it."
Meng Xiantian was wearing a green shirt and a long robe, and he was slender and tall. He glanced at the blue narcissus and turned away.
Everyone was a little bit interested.
The battle of the younger generation has become a hegemony between powers, leaving them dull.
There is no need to stay.
In a few moments before and after, except for the blue daffodils and Mo baby, the others have already disappeared into the night, and they have all gone.
"Brother Lan, Xiaojin is lost, and Xiaojin is lost."
Mo baby tears and whirls, almost crying out loud.
"No, no more..."
Lanshui could not comfort him. He had no reason and no strength to ask the Yuanyang Taoist to come back.
It’s not far from Qian Shi’s experience, not to mention that he is the master of other sects. I’m afraid I can only give up for the time being.
The dying Emperor Tianding is already terrible, and there is an additional master of the teaching level. At this time, Tianjiao City is afraid that no one will dare to mess up.
In the end, Zhuzhangjiao did not want Emperor Tianding to live.
But he didn't want to die with him. Mo said one for one, and the other was for Tianding Emperor and An Qisheng, and they were also very unhappy.
"My mother knew that I was afraid to kill me."
Baby Mo looked scared.
Xumi Jinshan is the treasure of his old lady, so he lost it, how should he explain?
"What can I do then?"
The blue narcissus shook his head. He didn't think that Baby Mo would be killed.
Because he lost Feng Hou Lingbao, he was not alone.
"Brother Lan, me, let's beg that Yuanyang Taoist?"
Mo baby begged, he was really scared.
He was so afraid of his old lady's temper that he would really kill himself.
Blue narcissus was helpless, but in fact there were many doubts in his heart. Nodding, he agreed.
...
Call~
The breeze was blowing under the night.
An Qisheng landed on the head of Tianjiao City in a hurry. Not far away, there was the decaying Emperor Tianding, the fourth prince, and Miao Meng in a red dress.
At this moment, the only ten ancestors remaining in Tianjiao City are Miao Meng, and Yuan Duxiu, who is still close to practice with his eyes closed.
Compared with the blue daffodils and others who were directly thrown out, Yuan Duxiu's treatment was much better.
"After today, the gentleman really moved Dongzhou."
Emperor Tianding slowly raised his eyebrows, his breath was decayed, but his eyes were still deep, and he did not seem to have any negative emotions.
Instead, there is some kind of open-mindedness.
He was looking at An Qisheng.
I can feel the great changes that he has reborn. At first glance, his body is as transparent as glazed glass, but there is no brittleness of glazed glass. Instead, it is like a golden Jindan.
Just one battle, it seems to have improved a lot compared to before the war.
Such a talent...
Emperor Tianding sighed, if not at this moment, he would like to try.
When Emperor Tianding looked at An Qisheng, An Qisheng also looked at Emperor Tianding after the breakthrough.
Breakthroughs are often not earth-shattering, but natural.
The Emperor Tian Ding, who had crushed the vacuum more than a thousand years ago, had a place in the Middle Ages if it had changed in the Middle Ages. At the time of the Ancient Times, he had already been qualified as a prince.
However, after the breakthrough, his breath fell even lower, just like the cracked riverbed after Wang Yang dried up, like the little snow under the scorching sun.
This is not because the oil-out lamp is dead, it is almost back to the light.
But he knew that the Emperor Tianding was not exhausted by the breakthrough, but the kings.
This piece, called the first treasure of Wang Lingbao in Dongzhou, exhausted his life and vitality.
So he had to take a risk.
This is where the danger of the Yuejie in charge of the Lingbao, such as children taking a sledgehammer, not only can not exert its power, but also hurt themselves.
Hearing the congratulations from Emperor Tianding, An Qisheng was also an archer:
"Chao Wen said, Xi died, and Dao friends were able to achieve one thing. It is also gratifying to conquer the world."
Dingdi Emperor was about to die soon, but this Yuanyang Taoist sent He Xi.
If this scene appears to ordinary people, it is obviously inappropriate, but to the four princes and Miao Meng, it is normal.
For hundreds of thousands of years in Dongzhou, few have been able to break through this step.
Even looking at the whole of Kyushu, there will not be too many.
And most of them are the gods, sages, kings, and Buddha bodies that came into being with the Guanglong Tianzun in modern times.
More than 20,000 years after Guanglong Supreme disappeared.
On the surface of Dongzhou, only Emperor Tianding broke through this threshold.
If you can trade your life for an instant breakthrough, let alone Kyushu, it’s Dongzhou, and there are some people who don’t know how willing it is.
Naturally, gratifying.
"Chaowen said, Xi died, but... what Mr. said is quite appropriate."
Tian Ding Di chewed on this sentence, first nodded, but shook his head, and sighed: "Fenghou not my wish..."
On the front line of life and death, Emperor Tianding's expression was still calm.
Even quite a bit washed out, the UU reading www.uukanshu.com sees through the sense of red dust. Obviously, compared with Xiu Wei, his state of mind seems to break through even more.
If it is not Shouyuan, the vitality is exhausted, even in this world of great changes, there may be further possibilities.
"Ugh."
The fourth prince sighed for a long time.
The 14th son of Tianding, he has been with Tianding Emperor for the longest time and the deepest feelings. At this moment, he was sad.
"There is no medicine to save?"
An Qisheng glanced at the four princes.
The latter shook his head: "Even if the legendary longevity roots haven't been saved, the old man may not only be injured, but his life, potential, and origin have dried up.
Unless there is the blood baptism of the ancient holy emperor, and it is fed with the "eternal root", we can be saved..."
The life of Emperor Tianding has dried up, not overnight.
He knew it many years ago, but, after so many years, they were allowed to seek everything, and a few brothers traveled all over the world.
Even to other big states, there is no news.
The last fight of Emperor Tianding was the persecution of many sect gate holy places, among which he also had his own impetus.
"Fourth, let's go down. I will say a few words to my husband."
Emperor Tianding raised his hand and swayed his sleeve irresistibly.
In an instant, the void changed, and the four princes, together with Miao Meng and Yuan Duxiu, the blue daffodils and others who came towards the city head, instantly disappeared in place.
When he opened his eyes, he was already in the stele forest.
Rao Miaomeng and the four princes have no resistance at all, and they can't help but shake their hearts.
"Zhuwangtai, is actually a cemetery, a cemetery of kings......"
Many people disappeared, and Emperor Tianding glanced faintly, looking at An Qisheng:
"I, just a tombkeeper..."