I Honor

Double Stars

Standing on his majesty, Gao Lan held up the Northern Zhou Emperor’s Yuxi in his hand, and pointed out the Human Emperor’s sword obliquely, followed by a pale golden light, making the whole palace resplendent.

The sun, the moon, and the stars float on the top of the palace, and mountains, rivers, and mountains fill the surroundings. One palace evolves into a heaven and earth, and there are many phantoms crawling inside, including solemn and noble gods, immortals who are indifferent to the world, and demons who kill and fall. All kinds of monsters.

Human Emperor Sword, stop the demon chaos in the land, end the age of mythology, and open the world of human beings.A peerless soldier of the prosperity of the clan

The body of the sword is covered with the blood of gods, gods and demons, condensed into the figures of various races on the back, and fused with the blood of generations of strong men of the human race, tempered by the mind of the family for tens of thousands of years, it is extremely strong, overwhelming the world, and the king is the first

In Changle City, many days of chaos made many common people panic. Some prayed to gods and worshiped Buddha, some attached themselves to the strong, and some fell into evil ways. At this moment, their hearts were shocked at the same time, and a majestic voice sounded in their minds :

“I am Gao Lan, the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who protects the subjects and does not teach the gods and demons to plunder.”

The common people felt that the voice was full of prestige, and they couldn’t help but be moved, as if they had found the backbone, the leader who led them and others to support each other to avoid disasters. Some of them fell to their knees, some burst into tears, and some Excited and encouraged, some united as one, and invisible breaths rushed into the void.

“I am Gao Lan, the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who protects the subjects and does not teach the gods and demons to plunder.”

In Peijing, Lulong, Juyuan, every city, every village, and every subject in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, similar voices sounded in their hearts, and they sounded at the same time. There was no distinction between distance, high or low. Will, their desires, are connected invisibly.

Outside a county town. The “Six Extermination Yan Demon Statue” slapped down with one palm, destroying the formation that protected the city, and the heroes and ordinary people inside fell into despair at the same time.

At this moment, they heard Gao Lan’s voice, so they grasped at the last straw.

Suddenly, the light soared into the sky, and a statue of the emperor stood out above the city, with the bright yellow emperor’s robe and the flat sky crown, handsome and indifferent. The lips are extremely thin, just like Gao Lan himself, he actually crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, and appeared here.

Gao Lan waved the pale gold long sword in his hand, and the images of immortals, gods, and monsters engraved on the back were all highlighted, and the blood of the strong who had been integrated in the past flowed immortally, and finally fixed on the “image of evil spirits”

The meaning of the kingly way is revealed, the aura of evil spirits dissipates, and the “Six Extinguishing Enemy Statues” seem to have met their nemesis. The movement was unexpectedly slow, and the sea of ​​vitality that collapsed around him flew away, and the destructive air mass that exploded everywhere was split into two halves like tofu.

The pale gold long sword fell, and the statue of the Six Extermination Yan Demon was split into two. Return to an evil bone.

The emperor’s sword comes out, and the demon bestows his head

On the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the grassland, above a city, Gao Lan’s figure suddenly appeared again. Leaping into a high place, there is the battlefield between Daman and He Qi.

His face is stern, and he also bears the appearance of mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars. Another sword was swung out.

Seeing Gao Lan attacking him, Daman was quite surprised, but quickly regained his composure, grabbed his hand, and countless points of wish power converged into a statue, a statue of a god burning with golden fire.

As soon as the statue appeared, it rushed towards Gao Lan. There were vines wrapping around its body behind it, and strange insects flying all over the sky. They were all transformed by witchcraft and supernatural powers, trying to stop it for a while.

Gao Lan’s eyes were indifferent, his thin lips were tightly closed, he replaced himself as the sky, reversed his orientation, and was immediately above the statues and all kinds of witchcraft and supernatural powers, and then he slashed out the Human Emperor Sword vertically.

The light gold circulates, the blood changes, and the picture of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers behind Gao Lan remains unchanged, but the gods, gods, and monsters around suddenly shrink back, leaving only the appearance of gods, noble and high gods.

The long sword hit the statue, the golden flame dissipated, the light of wish power dissipated, and turned into rain all over the sky, without the slightest resistance.

Seeing the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers engraved on the front of this pale gold long sword, and the figures of immortals, gods and monsters crawling on the back, and the writing on the hilt of farming, fish and animal husbandry, and various human races, Daman was suddenly startled, and blurted out:

“Human Emperor Sword”

Man will conquer the sky, the enemy of gods and demons

And it seems that Da Man has awakened to the level of the Earth Immortal, knowing that the Human Emperor’s Sword is powerful, and has no intention of fighting anymore, so he hastily cast his life-saving supernatural powers, planning to run away.

It’s a pity that if he only encountered Gao Lan one-on-one, he still had a chance of survival. At this moment, when the Human Emperor Sword cut off his “stand-in”, the real body of the blue god was killed by the invisible sword not far away. Out of breath, Gao Lan overtook him.

After a few breaths, Daman stood in mid-air in a daze. There were streaks of sword energy gushing from the inside to the outside of the blue-blue god, disintegrating inch by inch, and even the weird blue-black cane was restrained by Gao Lan.

Daman fell, Changshengtian was immortal, and if there was enough incense, he could be born again, but I don’t know how many years it will take.

At this time, He Qi suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky, only to see a purple shooting star streaking across the sky, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked:

“Cui Qinghe has fallen”

Gao Lan looked up, turned around, and faced the south. The flat sky crown was not in disorder, and the bright yellow robe moved with the wind. He was majestic and solemnly declared:

“I am Gao Lan, the lord of the Great Zhou, wherever there are people in my Great Zhou, there are me.”

This is the magical effect of the Emperor’s Sword and the Emperor’s Seal

As soon as the words fell, Gao Lan appeared on the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty. Then he closed his sword with his body, and the pale golden light pierced the void, rushing towards a long-awaited enemy.

In the Shaolin Temple, in the stupa, the monk Konghui sits on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion. In front of him is a saber that is full of red dust. Ananda broke the saber. There are Buddha statues around. A glass-like relic, which was transformed after the death of eminent monks in the past dynasties, there is no shortage of Arhat relics, and even Dharma relics.

Because he was secretly woundedThe relationship, not only Wusi, the first seat in the Bodhi Court, but also Wu Wang, the head of Bodhidharma, is here to assist in controlling the formation. There is the first Wujing in front of the Precepts Academy, which is deeply possessed by demons, and is still imprisoned on the lower wall of the Stupa.

As for Bodhi’s elder, Xuan Bei, and Kong Wen, the abbot’s younger brother, Kong Xiang, once sat in the pass of Nirvana and once in dry meditation, because it was far from the time of life and death, and he kept it as solid as gold, so he didn’t bother them.

And in the most inconspicuous and neglected handyman’s courtyard, the fat monk Xuanxin with a shy stomach. Looking at the sky, counting the time, he suddenly stood up, put aside the fat and wine, his smiling expression became dignified, and he felt somewhat happy and relieved.

He shook his head, his body grew suddenly, nine feet in length, covered with white hair, with wings growing from his back. It turned out to be a monster, a monster covered up by the art of transformation

Xuanxin spit out a gourd from his mouth, pointed his hand, a white light rose from the gourd, and a streamer hung in the white light, which was divided into five colors and reflected thousands of lights.

“It’s been boring for more than ten years, and it’s finally started.” He shook slightly, and all the demons rang out under the stupa in the back mountain. One of the auras was tyrannical and terrifying, no worse than the peacock demon king, it rushed to the relic stupa to sway, and rushed to the relic inside to shine brightly. The color is made of colored glaze, and besides that, it also has a lot of demon-level aura.

“The Bai Ze demon king suppressed by Patriarch Yuan Kong is not dead yet.” The stupa shook, and Kong Hui was slightly surprised. Although the lifespan of the monster race has always been longer than that of the human race, the demon king Bai Ze should have died long ago

Regardless of distinguishing the reason, he formed a seal in his hand. Recited awe in a low voice, one by one relics flew up, embedded in various places in the pagoda, that Dharma relic jumped into the palm of Kong Hui, and complemented Ananda’s broken vow sword, Wusi and Wuwang hurriedly helped to control the shaking The mountain guard formation, where countless swastikas and prajna sutras are intertwined with the glazed body barrier.

All of a sudden, the whole body of the relic pagoda was glazed, forming a realm of diamonds, firmly suppressing all demons at the bottom of the pagoda.

Outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain, an elegant middle-aged man waited with his hands behind his back. He had a handsome face, black hair, and a wooden hairpin tied casually. He had a magical charm like a god and demon. It was the “magician” Han Guang.

He didn’t go to Xuantianzong, but came to Shaolin Temple

Han Guang was followed by a gray-haired grandmaster with an ugly face, like a ghost.

Seeing the turbulence of the Shaolin formation, Han Guang seemed to have expected it, he pressed his right hand leisurely, time slowed down, and the layers of swastikas and scriptures suddenly seemed to freeze.

The fleeting flaw was precisely grasped by him

“Attacking” Shaolin Temple is also attacking the righteous way

Han Guang grabbed it with his left hand, and the two figures disappeared, and the enchantment of Liuli Taizang was instantly restored, and there seemed to be no abnormality.

Somewhere in the back mountain, Han Guang’s figure flashed away, penetrated the void, and entered the secret passage.

He was extremely fast, and arrived at the fork in the road in an instant, where a senior monk was guarding the location.

The monk was wearing a red cassock with a haggard face, like a rotten tree. He sensed someone approaching and was about to ask a question. He had already fallen into the slow time, and was patted by Han Guang and turned into dust.

Han Guang kept walking until he came to the place where “love, kindness, benevolence, don’t enter this door”.

He turned around and said to the gray-haired master: “Operate the magic power, open this door, and return your adopted son to you after the matter is completed.”

“Yes, suzerain.” The gray-haired guru had an ugly face, crazy eyes, full of evil.

Han Guang’s wide-sleeved robe waited with his hands behind his back, his face was sharp and angular, his temperament was mature and deep, and he smiled slightly in his heart:

“Today’s trend is chaotic and the world is turning upside down, but the details are the only way to improve yourself”

Meng Qi didn’t know where he had gone, anyway, it was a barren mountain, and there was no aura of strong people nearby.

He only felt that his sleeve robe was about to explode, so he flicked it quickly, throwing out Hasullah, the leader of the Golden Horde warriors, and the long knife in his right hand connected very quickly, and followed and cut towards the enemy.

In Xijian Pavilion, Jiang Zhiwei was in charge of the order in the door to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart, and looked high up in the sky, only to see a purple meteor streaking across the sky.

“Cui Qinghe has fallen.” A familiar voice sounded in her ear.

“Master, you are out of customs.” Jiang Zhiwei turned her head in surprise, and saw her master Su Wuming, dressed in green clothes, empty, as if without me and nothing. He has a handsome face, but his eyes are indifferent and deep, as if he has gone through many things in the world and rolled over. A lot of red dust.

Su Wuming nodded slightly, and his tone seemed a little emotional: “It is always difficult to achieve perfection in everything in the world, and it is still one of the best in the world, so there is no need to force it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a fragment of mirror flew out of his hand and floated in front of him.

This fragment is dark and dull, but it seems to be able to reflect all kinds of phantoms, infinite universes.

Jiang Zhiwei’s heart skipped a beat, remembering what the little monk said, she blurted out:

“Shards of Haotian Mirror” to be continued

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