Vol 2 Chapter 680: What do you want to do?

　　 There are many visions and celestial phenomena, except for the fact that there is no tribulation, the promotion of that Yuanyang Taoist is the same as any of the legendary kings.
　　Who would have thought that he could reach such a height in just thirty years?
　　 Miaomeng's heart is complicated. There is no such talent in the legend, right?
　　 Below the mountain, there are not only many sect sacred sites, but also masters from other states and even foreign races, the elders of the beginning of the sacred land, and several supreme elders.
　　 Ten thousand dragon boats stopped far away, the arrival of the people in Wanfa Tower attracted a lot of attention, but it did not cause any fluctuations.
　　 In fact, there are not a few people in the holy land here today, and the people of the big sect are everywhere. Although the name of Wanfa Building is big, it is not worthy of their fuss.
　　 "The king of Yuanyang can't go out of retreat. Before asking for instructions, it's not easy for you to go up the mountain. Please bear with me." Fang Yingqiu was a little apologetic.
　　 After the battle, Lin Fengmo was embarrassed and angrily retreated, and the Great Beginning Holy Lord did not show up in front of the people. At this time, Fang Yingqiu was in charge of the Great Beginning Holy Land.
　　 These days, he is also under the mountain.
　　 "Elder Fang is too polite." Miao Meng didn't dare to neglect, nodded in response.
　　 Fang Yingqiu's cultivation base will not be inferior to the previous Qianshi fourteen, and it is also a real high-ranking authority in the beginning of the Holy Land, and no one dares to neglect him.
　　 After a few conversations, Miao Meng and others also walked to the side, sitting or standing, waiting quietly.
　　 "The Gale Race, the God Forest Race, the Spirit Race... These alien races have also come to many masters. Are these people really here to congratulate?"
　　 Yuan was sitting alone, but the light swept around, doubting in his heart.
　　 The birth of the human race and the crowning of the king of Jue Ding are certainly earth-shattering events, but the relationship between the human race and the races is not good, and the hatred of tens of millions of years is not a short-term peace that can be erased.
　　 If they said that they came to congratulate him sincerely, he really didn't believe it.
　　 "There are masters..."
　　 Yuan Duxiu looked around, and the voice that hadn't sounded for a long time resonated from his heart.
　　 Mu Longcheng spoke.
　　 After several attempts to find that everything is inevitable from An Qisheng's calculations, he settled down and pondered, and finally gave up the thought of temptation.
　　 may be too lazy to pay attention to Yuan Duxiu.
　　 "Teacher?"
　　 Yuan Duxiu was slightly surprised: "Are you awake?"
　　 Mu Longcheng ignored Yuan Duxiu’s unnutritious words, and whispered:
In the northwest of you, three hundred and forty miles away, there is a dilapidated carriage. Have you ever seen it?

"Ok?"
　　 Yuan Duxiu's eyes moved slightly. Although he had only glanced slightly before, his realm at this time was different from the past, and all the scenes within a radius of thousands of miles had been reflected in his mind.
　　 Hearing what Mu Longcheng said, he couldn't help thinking.
　　More than three hundred miles northwest of him, there is indeed a dilapidated carriage wheel, a heterogeneous ox pulling a cart, on which there is no roof and no shed.
　　 is sitting with his grandparents at this time.
　　 The old man has white hair and beard, crane hair and chicken skin, muddy eyes, rickety figure, and a small figure of about six or seven years old. He looks like a pink jade and a porcelain doll.
　　 He glanced at it before, and the old man should have condensed the sky, but the little one seemed to be "convinced".
　　 "Could they have a problem?"
　　 Yuan Duxiu turned his mind, pretending to inadvertently raise his head and glanced, his eyes staying on the old man for a moment.
　　 did not find any clues.
　　 "Looking at the old, there may not necessarily be older than the young." Through Yuan Duxiu's body, Mu Longcheng stared at the child who looked like a porcelain doll.
　　 It happened that the boy also looked up unintentionally, smiling harmlessly, innocently.
　　 Mu Longcheng has no eyes at this time, and what he sees is not visible to the naked eye. His "Ten Thousand Tribulations and Four Tribulations of the Heart" can see the world in detail, and he concentrates on it.
　　Anyone is just a group of ‘particle groups’ that are indistinguishable from other matter in the world.
　　 Naturally, it can be seen that in the seemingly ordinary body of the ‘child’, there is something terrifying silent.
　　 "The little one?"
　　 Yuan Duxiu frowned in her heart.
　　 "You don't have to look, you can't see anything."
　　 Mu Longcheng's heart was rippling, as if he was also guessing about something, but he didn't sell it, he spoke directly:
　　 "Under the child's face, the heart is old, and there is an old demon hidden in the small body...There is still a breath of treasure!"
　　 The treasure? !
　　 Yuan Duxiu's pupils shrank.
　　 Throughout the ages, all ages to the present, it is better than the treasure left by the masters. It may be called a holy, or a god, but it is not.
　　 The treasure is and can only be the treasure of enlightenment cultivated by the ancient and modern emperors!
　　Guanglong Supreme’s
Diamond Bracelet
made with great magic power in his later years can not be called the supreme treasure, even if it is the rudimentary form of the supreme treasure.
　　 came to congratulate, but brought the supreme treasure?
　　 What does he want to do? !
　　 "Incompetent rage is useless. I tell you this to tell you not to go and die, not to think that you know it will be useful."
　　 Yuan Duxiu's heart was frightened, but Mu Longcheng was calm as water: "If you don't personally, you won't believe it, the monks' inferiority will not be much better than ordinary people."
　　 He is not asleep, nor can he sleep at all.
　　 These days, Yuan Duxiu sees everything he sees, hears, and knows. He even sees more and thinks more deeply than Yuan Duxiu.
　　 was born thirty years ago, straddling all realms, and reaching the summit in one fell swoop. Even if it is a mythical thing in the legend, it will naturally not be believed by everyone.
　　 Especially, the Heavenly Tribulation that symbolizes the Heavenly Transcendent Realm, or the Heavenly Punishment did not come.
　　This will inevitably attract a lot of people's temptation.
　　 "If someone really wants to shoot at Da Shishan, I am afraid it will not be alone..."
　　 Being banished by Mu Longcheng is worthless, Yuan Duxiu doesn't care, frowning deeply.
　　 He was a little helpless.
　　 He has practiced for decades, and his self-real form has crossed various realms, and he has cultivated into a cave, and coupled with the Great Sun Eucharist, few people of the same level are his opponents.
　　 The enemy of his own little brother, but he has already reached the level of supreme supreme treasure.
　　 How can this let him get in, what can be done?
　　 "Anyone or tens of thousands of people, you don't care, you can't control it, you are not held hostage, for him, it may be enough."
　　 Mu Longcheng said nothing again.
　　 Yuan Duxiu is a bit angry now, but he still has to admit that with his cultivation base at this time, it seems that he can do nothing except being coerced...
　　 "An Qisheng, what do you want to do?"
　　 Mu Longcheng muttered in his heart.
　　 He can see it, will An Qisheng not see it?
　　From the fact that Yuan Duxiu’s "Ten Thousand Tribulations and Four Tribulations of the Heart Sacred Kungfu" will turn into the "Survival Sutra", it can be seen that An Qisheng must have a way to steal his own practice.
　　Naturally, what he can see, he can, even, will be clearer!
　　 Then, what does he want to do?
　　......
　　 "It's so lively..."
　　 Among the rolling sea of ​​clouds, Chu Yunyang lay lazily in it, and exclaimed: "Are these people really afraid of death? Knowing this king, they dare to come and spy..."
　　His speed is of course very fast. The moment he made up his mind, he had already set off, and he naturally rushed to Dashi Holy Mountain.
　　Naturally, I also saw a constant stream of masters.
　　 It used to be that it was difficult for him to see so many masters gathering, but at this time, the master is still in retreat, and these rare masters are already waiting under the mountain.
　　 "The human heart is complex, and the same person has thousands of thoughts. The goals of these people are probably different, but the goal is the Yuanyang King."
　　Zhao Zhen stood in the sea of ​​clouds, his clothes dancing, and his expression was a little subtle:
　　 "The secrets of the Sky-Through-Sky Realm is very attractive to many old immortals. After all this was the first person who had been in a big battle, and had never crossed the sky, perhaps someone would like to try..."
　　 Throughout the ages, there have been enlightened dragons and phoenix demon spirits, the holy spirits who were born into the sky, and the heavenly arrogance who crossed the ranks.
　　 But there has never been a king who did not cross the sky.
　　If he hadn't seen the deceitful formation, facing the only promoted king giant on the Continent for tens of thousands of years, I am afraid he would be ready to move.
　　 Now I want to come, who has never crossed the catastrophe, could it be...
　　 "There was no mention of these in the information purchased in the Tianji Pavilion a few days ago, maybe you think too much. Even my little sister, I am afraid I will not easily offend such a giant."
　　 Chu Yunyang didn't quite agree with Zhao Zhen's words, but instead tended to have black hands behind these people.
　　 Otherwise, many of the masters who came here today are far away from Dongzhou.
　　 "Who knows?"
　　Zhao Zhen did not argue with the third son, but he didn't think that the empress dare...
　　 The courage, but also really big!
　　 There was silence in the sea of ​​clouds, and the two waited quietly, and looked at the figures who came from time to time, with different thoughts.
　　...
　　Huhu~
　　 The floating palace is magnificent and solemn, looking from the bottom up, it adds a deterrent effect.
　　 It's just that the floating palace is empty at this time.
　　The needles falling in the huge palace complex can be heard, not to mention the breath of other people.
　　Only An Qisheng, who sat cross-legged under the old tree, swallowed the airflow, and heard the sound of thunder and explosion from time to time.
　　 and Zhu Dahai who squatted aside and swallowed the pill from time to time.
　　 These days when An Qisheng can't go out of retreat, as Zhu Dahai who is closest to him, naturally he has gained great benefits.
　　 Dashi Holy Land is one of the three holy places that masters the refining of all medicines in Dongzhou, so there is no shortage of medicines.
　　咚~
　　咚~
　　咚咚咚~
　　 is like a thunderous thunder, like a malleus, the sound from time to time, this is the sound of the various spiritual materials that An Qisheng swallowed being crushed by his stomach.
　　 Use the body as a furnace, melt all kinds of spiritual materials, and cast your own treasure!
　　 "Crack, click~"
　　 Zhu Dahai is accustomed to it, and he hasn't used his mouth too much. He swallows a lot of pills. From time to time, he also takes out one or two pills and stuffs them into his ear holes.
　　 was swallowed by the golden-winged roc, which was like a little chicken. The latter had a round belly, but was still fed continuously, rolling his eyes straight.
　　Eat is his practice technique.
　　 is that An Qisheng developed the most suitable technique for him based on his blood and temperament.
　　 And in fact, UU reading www.uukanshu.com did indeed advance by leaps and bounds. In just thirty years, he had completely mastered his own bloodline under the water of many spiritual miracles.
　　 The physical strength is not inferior to the Holy Spirit of the same level, but the strength is still beyond.
　　 "huhu~"
　　 At a certain moment, the sound of the explosion that resounded through the suspended heavenly palace disappeared, and replaced by a long and incredible sound like a dragon sucking water.
　　 Visible to the naked eye, the suspended heavenly palace with a radius of more than 10,000 miles seems to have become a whirlpool.
　　 With it as the center, the sea of ​​clouds in the sky tens of thousands of miles.
　　 "Who caused the celestial phenomenon?!"
　　 At the foot of the silent mountain for a long time, a moment before the sea of ​​clouds rolled, there was a sound.
　　 Almost at the same time, one after another was plain, cold and harsh, or overbearing, or muddy eyes condensed on the long sky.
　　 I saw a path of inspiration intertwined vertically and horizontally, whizzing around like a real dragon.
　　 was swallowed by the vortex turned into the floating palace!
　　 Faintly, there was wind blowing on the earth, and an invisible but vast aura gradually overflowed from the ‘vortex’.
　　 "Again, here again?!"
　　
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