Vol 2 Chapter 660: Avenue 50

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Yuanyang worship the mountain!
Listening to the sound that seemed to sound from my heart, watching the chariots coming from far away, and the sound of footsteps stepping into the air like a hammer drum.
The huge Dashi Holy Land was silent for a moment.
The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.
Taoist Yuanyang turned out to be in the world for more than 30 years, but he is now the number one master of Dongzhou.
And it is different from thirty years ago.
Thirty years ago, he overwhelmed all the sect leaders and created an invincible posture, which caused countless monks to be shocked and shocked, but he could still sit still in the Holy Land.
But thirty years later, he first suppressed Ao Guang, the lord of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea, and then suppressed the six masters, including the Taiyi Sect master, who carried the king's spirit treasure.
His cultivation base and strength are already truly the best in Dongzhou!
Not to mention that there is still a rumor that the "Ten Thousand Falun Tower" recognizes it as its master.
Even if one person is here, for the many elders of the Dashi Holy Land, it is no less than the invasion of another holy land!
Therefore, An Qi's life calm voice fell, followed by a long dead silence.
Tens of thousands of Dashi Holy Land disciples up and down Dashi Holy Mountain, their hearts trembled.
Shocked and shocked.
All of them, ever since they worshipped the Dashi Holy Land until now, have never thought that someone would dare to come to the door alone!
"Taoist Yuanyang..."
Da Shi Sheng Master's eyes condensed slightly, and there was a touch of surprise.
Amazed at the boldness of this Yuanyang Taoist.
Dashi Holy Land has been based in Dongzhou for more than a million years?
However, no one has ever come here uninvited, and the Taoist Yuanyang didn't hide it at all. His chariots came in the air, and the invisible and terrible breath had already enveloped everything like the sky.
Obviously, the comer is not good!
"Taoist Yuanyang, you are still here..."
Fang Yingqiu took a deep breath.
The signs of the great changes in the world have been around for a long time, and Dongzhou was the first to perceive and perceive the most clearly, but it was not only the Holy Master of Mingyue.
As early as many years ago, all the holy places that felt the change of the sky had various plans. For the Emperor Tianding, the Guangkai Mountain Gate to gather the Tianjiao was a measure to deal with the change.
And he started a long journey in the four seas of Kyushu.
Guided by the secret of heaven, and shuttled through the door of the domain, although he can't travel all over Kyushu, it is enough for him to see all the people or things he wants to see.
Among them, this Yuanyang Taoist is included.
There are endless deserts in the four seas of Kyushu, human races, monster races, dragon and phoenix tribes, all sacred places, and descendants of secret sects. He has seen many of them.
Can someone who can compare with this Yuanyang Taoist...
"This, this, this Taoist Yuanyang actually came to the door?"
And it was Ao Wushou and Da Toro that changed the color of the elders faster than one of the great first disciples!
Especially the latter.
He insisted on not going to retreat to heal his injuries, but in the past thirty years he had purchased all the information about this Taoist Yuanyang from intelligence agencies such as the "Tianji Pavilion".
I deeply know that this is an existence that is almost invincible even if it goes to Longzhou.
"Too much bullying!"
Ao Wushou raised his head, and a strong sulphurous air flow came out of his nostrils, and his heart was extremely frightened.
He never thought that Taoist Yuanyang would come to the door first!
"calm!"
Da Toro's eyelids jumped wildly, and one stepped forward and pressed Ao Wushou's arm tightly: "Be calm and not irritable! Have you forgotten where this is?"
Ao Wushou was startled, only then did he remember that he was in Dashi Holy Land at this time.
With Dashi Jinzhong's suppression, even if the king is strong, the Dashi Holy Land cannot be touched, and a bad one will even fall.
Although the Taoist Yuanyang is strong, there is no such thing as a king in this world, no matter how strong it is, it is impossible to resist the'Dashi Jinzhong'.
You know, the supreme supreme treasure will only be recovered initially if someone wants to touch the foundation of the holy land, but it will be fully recovered!
The supreme supreme treasure that has recovered to the extreme, it is comparable to the full blow of the supreme in his heyday!
"The comer is not good!"
Lin Fengmo's sense of crisis was overwhelming, but the short silence seemed extremely long to him.
This was the first time he saw such a mountain worship.
boom!
He stepped into the air with one step, his tyrannical energy smashed into a large void, and in just one step, he stood in front of the floating palace, and said loudly:
"Since I came to worship the mountain, is there a greeting?!"
Compared to An Qisheng's low or low voice, Lin Fengmo's long howl sounded like a thousand thunders bursting at the same time, and the sound wave rushed through the world like a raging wave.
Above one hundred thousand feet of sky, like a waterfall.
Almost at the same time, on his body, there was the breath of the revival of Feng Wang Lingbao.
Facing the world's first person in East Continent, he didn't dare to be careless at all.
"Hello?"
Zhu Dahai took a meal, and on the wheel of the car, An Qisheng smiled dumbly: "It seems that the Prophet never told you the greetings I sent before.
It doesn’t matter if you make up another one. "
He pondered for a moment, and then he moved a little in the void, the light of his fingertips flashed and disappeared, but it turned into a big word in the sky:
Greetings!
Hum~
The two characters flickered, and it seemed more like there was life. The moment it appeared, it was already like a long rainbow in the sun.
Pulling out the billowing tail inflammation for hundreds of miles, and heading towards the floating palace.
"Ok?!"
Lin Fengmo's heart jumped, only to see the word Dou Da rumbling, and it was big in the wind, suddenly, like a bucket, like a mountain...
Before coming to the floating palace, it was already as big as a star and moon, covering half of the sky, and it seemed that the entire floating palace could be shattered with just one hit!
And what followed was an extremely vast and tyrannical aura.
The breath is intangible, but it is everywhere, and almost the moment you see the two characters, it has filled everyone's hearts.
"not good!"
Lin Fengmo's pupils shrank, and this breath completely ignored his blood, divine power, and the blockade of Fengwang Lingbao, and it exploded directly in his heart!
Strong as Lin Fengmo, under the impact of this breath, he couldn't help but be in a daze for an instant.
Hum~
Zhong Bo was mighty, flowing down the world, and the sky over tens of thousands of miles was instantly filled with a mighty sound.
Visible to the naked eye, with the floating palace as the center, hundreds of thousands of miles of clouds in the sky were instantly flattened!
A mouthful of sacred brilliance, the boundless sacred golden bell phantom appeared in the sky, and it collided with the big characters that came across, like the stars and the moon!
The golden bell is sacred and huge. Although it has no substance, it has substantial Taoism overflowing. It has vertical and horizontal textures and deep legal principles.
Zhong Bo roared, and between the heaven and the earth, the hearts of all creatures were blank.
I don't know where I am in a trance.
A clock wave caused by a golden bell phantom is nothing more than that, but the mighty aura spreads endlessly, seeming to shake the entire East Continent!
In fact, with the Dashi Holy Land as the center, I don't know how many secular dynasties, large and small sects, were alarmed by this bell.
The boundless sacred breath swept across all directions, and between the vertical streams, it seemed to calm the haze of the world.
Countless cities are lit up with the light of formation, and there are many large and small sects in the place where the clock waves are flowing.
The supreme breath reappeared, the earth moved and the sky was shocked!
Click~
The car wheel shook slightly, and the void around it suddenly appeared with pitch-black cracks, and faintly, the wailing sound of Lingbao sounded.
"The Golden Bell is indeed extraordinary."
An Qisheng slightly admired.
Phoo~
With a casual move, a black book with cracks was pinched in his palm.
It was just the aftermath, and the treasure of the Taoist education, the "Three Seven Method to Eliminate Urn", suffered a lot of damage.
Although there are many reasons for its recovery, it can also be seen that Da Si Jinzhong is powerful.
"The invitation from Yuanyang Daoist friend is really breathtaking..."
With a light sigh, there is a road of golden light gushing out from the top of the sacred mountain of Da Shi, and a golden road of tens of thousands of miles is paved in front of the floating palace.
There are spirits lingering on it, Ruixia is transpiring, there are cranes, the shadows of spirit birds appear, and there are more divine sounds like fairy chants.
"Open the middle door? Holy Lord, is the Holy Lord actually inviting that person into the floating palace?"
The disciples who had the Dashi Holy Land were shocked.
He was very old, and even though he didn't enter the true biography, he could still accomplish everything. He remembered clearly that the last time the middle door of the suspended heavenly palace was opened.
It was greeted by the Supreme Elder'Gu Qingyi' from Zhongzhou Overlord Imperial Court.
"According to legend, a few months ago, the Taoist Shi Leiting suppressed the six masters and defeated the dragon army that invaded our human race. According to legend, he has surpassed the heaven limit and returned to him!
Such a character naturally opens the middle door of my sacred place! "
There are also well-informed people who feel normal.
Since the Middle Ages, with the exception of a change in the recent ancient times where the Guanglong Supreme was, there have been few people who have been able to cross that limit for millions of years.
Looking at the current Kyushu, there may also be a few, but above the bright side of Dongzhou, I am afraid there is only this one!
Even the three great holy masters are just infinitely close, and never really crossed.
Such a big man is naturally worthy of any treatment.
Huh huh~
As the avenue was paved, people in the suspended heavenly palace swept across, juxtaposed on both sides, looking at the car wheel in the far distance with solemn expressions.
"What magical power is this..."
At this time, Lin Fengmo recovered, his face was ugly, and his heart was even more shocked.
This kind of weird supernatural power, which ignores blood, divine power, and even magic weapons, is unheard of even after he has lived for two thousand years.
It is similar to Mieqingdao's "Three Seven Method to Eliminate Urn", but it is much more weird.
Up to this point, he didn't know how he was recruited.
"Daoist Yuanyang is unparalleled in the world, I accepted this greeting from the beginning!"
In the light of the divine light, the Great Beginning Holy Master stepped out, standing in front of the crowd, and said lightly: "Since fellow Taoists come to worship the mountain, why don't you have a while in the temple?"
He stared deeply at An Qisheng, who was sitting still in the chariot.
This was the first time he saw the first person in Dongzhou who was born out of the sky and rose at a shocking speed.
Tens of thousands of miles are nothing but a fingertip, and it's not a distance.
"in this way......"
An Qisheng glanced at the Dashi Holy Master, then smiled slightly: "That would be disrespectful."
The golden bell of Dashi is sacred and radiant, and the divine light is accompanied by the Ruixia lingering thousands of miles in the void, and the breath is dense, as if thousands of mountains are pressing on every inch of the void.
Its high-hanging Tiangong is the absolute center of all formations and prohibitions of the Great Beginning Holy Land.
Don't say that it is a Houhou, who is the strongest of the Heavenly Sealed King Realm, and he must hesitate.
But An Qisheng didn't seem to care at all, allowing Zhu Dahai to pull away, along the golden road surrounded by the vision.
In the sky and the earth, the many disciples of the Dashi Holy Land, under the watchful eyes of the elders of UU reading www.uukanshu.com.
Into the floating palace!
"This man..."
Some elders looked at An Qisheng who was approaching, and his heart felt a little hairy.
Could this person really be recognized as the master of the "Ten Thousand Dragon Tower"?
Otherwise, where did he have the courage to enter the Dashitian Palace?
The eyelids of Dashi Shengzhu also twitched, and it seemed that An Qisheng would really agree, but his mood was calm.
Although shocked.
The Golden Bell of Dashi hangs high in the sky. Unless the Taoist Yuanyang proves that Dao is supreme, even if he brings the "Ten Thousand Dragon Tower", he cannot shake Dashi Holy Land.
If he took the initiative to enter the palace, it would be no less than throwing himself into the trap, how could he refuse?
The Dashi Tiangong is extremely magnificent. All palaces, rockeries, and railings are all cast by the treasures of heaven and earth, and the paved white jade is also like a slate, all of which are the finest craftsmanship spiritual material ‘heart jade’.
According to legend, this stone slab can penetrate people's hearts, and those who have good thoughts in their hearts, their color is white, and those who have malicious hearts will inevitably step through darkness.
Gululu~
Under the "cluster" of the crowd, the chariot walked slowly, and An Qisheng sat in the car quietly, looking at the magnificent scenery in the Da Shi Tian Temple faintly.
Not happy or sad, let alone the slightest panic, calmly let the elders and disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land feel weird.
How courageous is this person?
However, what makes them even more strange is that along the way, this ‘heart jade’ paved heart-refining platform has no way to capture any emotional leakage, not to mention the thoughts in their hearts.
"what?"
At a certain moment, An Qisheng's pupils shrank, his eyes passed through the crowd, and landed on a stone stele carried by the inscription ‘Ba Xia’!
On the stone stele is an extremely abstract, extremely difficult to understand picture scroll, and a line of vague, missing handwriting:
Fifty avenues... there are four or nine, one escape, is it for...?