I have a role in the heavens

Hong Yi was shocked when he heard this. Could it be that the phantom of Jade Prince Yang Qian's fist really had such strength? At what stage of cultivation did Jade Prince Yang Qian reach? Could it be that he had shattered the vacuum? There were many calculations flashing in his eyes. After all, he was still He didn't believe that Prince Jade Yang Qian had such strength, so he regained his confidence and decided to wait until he reached a higher level of cultivation before seeking any benefits.

When the mighty king Yang Tuo heard these words, he was even more excited. Hearing these words gave him strength. He deserves to be a member of the royal family, so he should have such domineering power. This is the true hidden character of Prince Jade of Daqian. , no one else but me, I am the only one.

The three supreme elders and the fifth elder of the Thorn Alliance came to their senses at this time. They looked at the mighty king Yang Tuo and Hong Yi, looked at each other, bowed and said to them.

"Your Highness, Zhuangyuan Lang, you have seen what happened today with your own eyes. Please forgive me for being rude to the Assassin Dao Alliance. Please leave. We are prepared to keep our promise. From now on, the mountain will be closed for ten years. No disciple will be allowed to leave this mountain city! "

The mighty king Yang Tuo nodded, indicating that he understood, returned the salute, and prepared to leave.

Hong Yi frowned and glanced at the elders of the Ci Dao Alliance. He felt unwilling to do so, but he had no choice. Didn't he hear that people no longer called him Yasheng and his name, but changed it to Zhuangyuan? Lang, this obviously alienated him.

Divine Power King Yang Tuo and Hong Yi were walking in the mountain city and heading down the mountain. Both of them had complicated thoughts and thousands of thoughts flashing through their minds.

Divine Power King Yang Tuo originally wanted to alienate Hong Yi, but now that the Assassin Alliance has sealed off the mountains and closed the city for ten years, his strength has been greatly damaged. It seems that he still needs Hong Yi's help, so he can only sigh.

Although Hong Yi felt regretful that he could not win over the support of the elders of the Ci Dao Alliance, he thought that after the Ci Dao Alliance closed the mountains and closed the city, King Shenwei's strength was greatly reduced, and he had to entrust himself with important responsibilities and rely more on him. I was relieved, I finally got something, so I didn't go on this trip in vain.

Naturally, Yang Qian ignored what was going on in Ci Daomeng Mountain City and flew forward, preparing to return to Yujing City to rest.

Suddenly, a dark patch appeared in the sky ahead. They were all black clouds that rolled away and were extremely thick. They covered the sky and covered the entire sky with a radius of hundreds of miles. There was quite a bit of rain about to come and the wind filled the building with black clouds. The overwhelming momentum of the clouds pressing down on the city is terrifying.

Yang Qian stood in the air under the black clouds, watching the vast black clouds with a radius of hundreds of miles constantly changing.

These black clouds are changing, and many soldiers and horses are looming, and the killing intent of thousands of troops and horses envelopes the entire space.

"According to rumors, Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty fought in all directions and killed countless people. After every battle, he would collect the strong thoughts of killing in the battlefield and make a throne. This area has a radius of hundreds of miles. The black cloud has infinite power. As soon as any cultivator falls into it, he will be trapped in the endless world of slaughter, the battlefield layer by layer. And the golden light in the center of the black cloud is the Abi of Taizu Taizu. throne."

Yang Qian's mind flashed with the intelligence information of the Great Zhou Taizu, and he shook his head. Enemies were really enemies on a narrow road. When Qilin was born that day, he and the Great Zhou Taizu had fought against each other. He punched them into the torrent of the void, which was not the case. He didn't deliberately kill the former Taizu who was causing trouble in Daqian. Now it seems that he has gone to memorize the words and is actually encountered by himself again. I'm afraid he will not escape.

Yang Gan looked at the golden light in the center of the black cloud with his piercing eyes. There was a huge throne in it, which seemed to be the dragon chair in the Daqian Palace now. It was extremely wide on both sides, and there were five-clawed golden dragons coiled on the armrests.

On the huge "Abi Throne", there seems to be a supreme being sitting, wearing a dragon robe and a flat crown. The beaded curtain hangs down to cover his face, so that no one can see his face clearly.

The black clouds next to the throne are billowing, sometimes condensing into a divine guard wearing strange armor, holding a spear, or carrying a knife or holding a sword.

Such pomp, such power, such dominance, such aura. Hong Yangqian had never seen or heard of it.

To be fair, Yang Qian has also seen many pompous monks, such as Taishang Taoist Master and Tianlong Taoist Master, but now even they can't compare to Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is worthy of being the founding emperor, extremely domineering and the most particular about pomp and circumstance. , the aura is actually higher than the cultivation level.

Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty also seemed to have discovered Yang Qian. A dull sound as thick as melting metal came from the "Abi Throne" in the center.

"Jade Prince Yang Qian, it just happened that I survived the seventh level of thunder tribulation some time ago, became the Creator, and made great progress in my cultivation. I unexpectedly met you. It seems that you are destined to die here and have bad luck!"

Yang Gan looked at the Great Zhou Taizu on the "Abi Throne" in the center of the thick black clouds, and was speechless. This Great Zhou Taizu was really looking for death. It was a huge mercy that he didn't take the initiative to trouble him. He actually thought about killing himself. Staying here is indeed the nature of a hegemon, and he will kill people when he is in power.

Yang Gan looked at Taizu Taizu of Zhou who had just escaped the seventh level of thunder catastrophe, and was too lazy to chat with him. He had to return to Beijing to recover, so there was no time to delay, and he laughed loudly.

"No wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out that you have become the Creator. I just wonder if you can take my punch now?!"

Before Yang Qian finished speaking, he had already stepped into the void and suddenly appeared in front of Taizu Taizu. His right fist exuded a gleaming jade light. The entire time and space were suppressed by the intention of the fist. The entire space and time were stagnant. Zhou Taizu's thoughts were sluggish and he turned very hard. There was a look of horror on his face and eyes. He watched helplessly as the white jade-like fist was imprinted on his chest. His thoughts exploded, his will was destroyed, and his soul sank into the abyss. There is no more fluctuation and vitality.

Yang Qian looked at the dead Great Zhou Taizu, shook his head and sighed, waved his hand and produced a red flame, burning his body into ashes, which dispersed in the wind and merged into the vast world. It was considered to be born of heaven and earth and returned to heaven and earth.

Yang Qian looked at the golden Abi Throne in front of him, and his heart moved. This Abi Throne was actually made of a whole piece of red gold meteorite copper from the sky. The material is rare. He didn't happen to make a magic weapon, so he might as well recycle it. Make, refine a magical weapon of your own for use.

Yang Gan stretched out his hand and made a move. As if being summoned, the Abi Throne gradually shrank and fell into Yang Gan's hands. Nine flames rose in Yang Gan's hands, shining with different colors, including golden sun fire, silver The cold flames of Taiyin, the purple Tushita Fire, and the red Jiumai True Fire are all powerful and powerful, capable of burning the Creator and immortal masters to death. The Throne of Abi could not hold on, and it soon melted away. For a ball of red gold metal solution.

The nine divine fires in Yang Gan's hands turned into threads and were thrown into the metal solution, turning into talismans and Taoist texts, shaping them.

After a long time, a seal appeared in the void, red gold in color, shining brightly in the void.