Bright Era

"Master Yin, where is Penglai?" Ying Zheng looked at Master Yin with a little anxiety.

A trace of flushing appeared on Master Yin's thin face: "Penglai, just ahead!"

With a brilliant smile, the Yin Master waved his hands forward for dozens of miles in the void and wriggled at the same time. Pieces of thin haze were born out of thin air, and a huge sphere of translucent clouds of smoke was outlined in front of everyone. Those haze swirled rapidly, and a mysterious and mysterious aura that made people see the opening of the universe, the destruction of the prehistoric and other unbelievable auras rushing forward.

What kind of people are Ying Zheng, Wei Yao and others. They were born to death, and they laid down a huge and incomparable empire on the eastern continent in the **** wind. They held heavy powers and ordered countless heads to fall. They have hundreds of thousands of soldiers under their command, and their every move determines whether the world is lying down for thousands of miles or rising up.

With their knowledge, their identities, and their magnanimity, they suddenly saw the circulating haze, and still felt a dullness in their hearts. Numerous phantoms were born before their eyes, and a wave of specious insights flooded into their minds. , But it is like a spring dream without trace, leaving no trace.

"Master Yin!" A ray of blood dripped from the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth.

"Your Majesty, this is Penglai!" A light flashed in Master Yin's eyes, and he said in a low voice, "No, it's not just Penglai, it's also the abbot, Yingzhou, Daiyu, and Yuanqiao! Penglai, not only Only Penglai, Penglai is only one of the five sacred mountains, just... a fifth!"

The Yin Master patted his hands briskly, and sang a high-pitched and simple hand-held ballad with an unusually beautiful tune. His lyrics are very ancient and clumsy, four-character one sentence, which is full of a kind of bliss and joy that is chic, happy, relaxed, and worry-free.

Ying Zheng looked at the continuously rotating translucent spherical space in front of him fascinatingly. He was about to ask the Yin Master what the song meant. A black and white two-color air stream whizzed out from the spherical space, and he swept the Yin Master in one fell swoop. Pulled in with Ying Zheng and others.

The silver-white fine grass fluttered gently, the silver light rippling, the space here returned to normal.

Ying Zheng and others have come to a thick cloud of clouds, golden, silver, purple, red, white, black, the clouds of various colors are all over the sky, I don’t know how wide, how thick, or where they are. The end. The mighty clouds collided with each other. Occasionally, when two cloud clouds collided, there would be tens of thousands of colorful clouds shot out, exploding densely in the distance.

Once these tiny glowing lights that look like Kedu erupt, their power is comparable to a forbidden curse!

Ying Zheng and his confidantes looked at these endless clouds with horror. Just by looking at these erratic clouds, they knew how dangerous it was. Ying Zheng thought that even if he had the moon wheel protection, as long as hundreds of Yunxia hit him at the same time, he would definitely be blown to pieces. As for whether the soul can escape, it really depends on luck.

"Your Majesty, come with me!" The Yin Master snorted softly: "Follow me, now I should let you know that I am Penglai, and I am not Penglai. The real Penglai has fallen asleep, and I am just a clone of it. , A wisp of distraction, I am just a ghost, a lunatic out of control, a lunatic who follows my mission and attacks our enemies at all costs!"

With a weird smile, thousands of clouds flashed past the Yin Master's eyes.

"Come on, come on, this is an opportunity, your majesty, you want to sweep the western continent, Penglai is your greatest help! But you can't have Penglai, so please give up your ambition, you can't control Penglai, because you are not that People! You are not the Lord of Penglai, you will never be the Lord of Penglai!"

The fierce light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes. He glanced at Master Yin deeply, and then shook his head: "I don't understand what Master Yin said."

Master Yin smiled brilliantly. He nodded and said: "You understand, you understand, you must understand! It's just been so many years, your Majesty and I have been happily working together, then don't hurt this feeling! Frankly speaking, you can't help me , And I need your help, so if we unite, we will benefit. If we separate... Do you believe it, as long as I spread the news that you have practiced Penglai Secret Passing Shenxiao Eighteenth Heaven and Tianjin, even Ao Ding Shengdian will send someone to kill you?"

Ying Zheng's expression became very strange, he frowned for a moment, and then he held a fist to the Yin Master solemnly: "What the Yin Master said, I understand! The Yin Master has always been the Yin Master, and the future will also be my Yin Master. Therefore, I will not do anything to harm the Yin Master!"

The Yin Master nodded in satisfaction, his hands moved downwards, and the clouds all over the sky suddenly separated from left to right, revealing a cloud gap that was hundreds of miles wide and thousands of miles thick. Looking down from this gap in the clouds, there is an endless piece of blue water in the sea. . .

Ying Zheng and the others gasped at the same time—what was that in the sea?

That is a golden dragon that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, the dragon of the east! Such a huge dragon, Ying Zheng and the others were suspended thousands of miles above the ground, but they still felt that the dragon seemed to be right in front of them, and it seemed that they could be choked to death with a light wave of the claw.

For such a huge golden dragon, his dragon horns were broken into several pieces, his dragon whiskers were broken into dozens of sections, there was a huge blood hole in the middle of his skull, and his eye was also blinded. . His powerful, huge body was densely covered with numerous wounds. With Yingzheng's experience and knowledge, he could recognize at a glance that it was all the damage caused by weapons such as swords, spears, halberds, bows and arrows.

But the volume of these injuries is too large. For example, more than a hundred miles behind the dragon's head, it was clearly a tragic wound left by a big knife, but this knife almost cut off the dragon's head, and his bones were all chopped off. It became two paragraphs.

Another example is the scratch on the dragon's belly that is obviously caused by a sharp sword. This scratch is thousands of miles long. What kind of person has such power to leave such a stern wound on such a huge dragon? The Eastern Dragon is a more mysterious and powerful creature than the Western Giant Dragon. Such a huge golden Dragon is definitely the first-level existence of the Dragon King.

The defensive power of this giant dragon scale is probably not weaker than that of the divine weapon. Who can leave such a tragic wound on his body?

And such wounds are densely scattered all over the dragon's body, and there are at least hundreds of them.

But what shocked Ying Zheng even more was that it was so wounded that even the heart was exposed, and the dragon whose heart was crushed to pieces, he still lay down and breathed deeply, exhaling continuously between exhales and breaths. A lot of golden clouds.

The dragon is still alive and is working hard to repair the damage on his body.

The Yin Master looked at the dragon intoxicated, and he said calmly: "This is Penglai's guardian Golden Dragon God. Over the years, all the rare materials collected secretly by your Majesty have been used by me to repair the Golden Dragon God's injuries. Your Majesty knows. , Is the Golden Dragon God a powerful existence that can easily kill the so-called main god?"

Ying Zheng was already shocked by what he saw and couldn't speak. He stared at the huge dragon below, took a deep breath, and then looked into the distance.

Just near the dragon’s head, a large island with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was shrouded in purple haze. There were countless young men wearing the same pattern as Ying Zheng, but with different embroidered patterns, quietly floating in the purple. In the haze, the purple smoke around is constantly being puffed. After each breath, the aura exuding from their bodies was significantly strengthened a bit.

The breath of the young men here, the weakest ones are in the realm of saints, and the number of men suspended in the sky above this big island is so amazing, at a glance, they stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles, they are like this. A young man in a robe suspended in the air.

At the core of Oshima, the terrifying aura that made Yingzheng's body tense continues to spread out-it is definitely the existence of the peak of the demigod, and the aura they exude is so fierce, the power they master is definitely not ordinary Demigod can reach the pinnacle.

What makes Ying Zheng, Wei Yao and others feel the creeps is that these young men are all born exactly the same, and all of them are faces.

"They, how did they get born!" Ying Zheng couldn't help but exclaimed.

Master Yin glanced at Ying Zheng disapprovingly: "The random face generation module was destroyed in the battle of Gods. I didn't bother to repair those little things that weren't important, so it's not a big deal to have a face."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth and didn't say a word. The answer the Yin Master gave him was too mysterious, and he didn't know how to answer.

In the sky above this big island, there are also a large group of powerful men in black iron armor flying in the volley of a giant steel boat. These men also have exactly the same faces. Ying Zheng looked at these men of exactly the same height, appearance, and breath. Could not help but exclaim again.

"Master... Master!" Ying Zheng's body trembled uncontrollably.

"Your master has been killed by the Tianmiao." The Yin Master said faintly: "They are all humanoid combat puppets made after your master. Your master is also a humanoid puppet! So I have always admired it. Your life is very hard. If you practice the puppet technique with a human body, you can still practice successfully, really, really amazing!"

Yingzheng is stiff and speechless!

Wei Yao and others looked at Yin Master in horror, and then looked at Ying Zheng in awe!

The iron-blooded emperor secret secretly handed down by the Blood Qin Empire was actually a puppet practice method? It is conceivable that the meridian cavities of puppets are very different from those of human beings. It is really a blessing for Yingzheng to successfully cultivate! Worthy of life evaluation!

I have only been pitiful for so many years, tragically dying in the practice of the Jagged Emperor Imperial Jue, the members of the Blood Qin Imperial Family who exploded one by one, they died too unjustly. The feeling is not that they don't work hard, or that they don't have enough talents, but that the practice itself is not for people to cultivate!

The Yin Master didn't bother to pay attention to the weird gazes of Wei Yao and others. He just raised his hands high and shouted loudly!

"Penglai, wake up, all warriors, warriors who have saved ten thousand years! wake up!"

"The war breaks out again, and we will fight together again!"

"Go west, west, all the way west!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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