Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

Eternal fall!

Yang Hong's eyes were filled with divine light, like thunder and lightning, exuding fine light like flowing flames.

In a radius of several feet, the hot light swept across, as if an invisible big hand stirred the situation.

At the beginning of the grandmaster's appearance, he appeared as a god, and he was in harmony with heaven and earth.

In a single thought, it was enough to shock Baili.

Therefore, when Yang Hong's mood was floating.

Like thunder out of a mountain, a thunderbolt exploded on the ground.

With a loud bang, the Red Lotus Temple, which was left with only rubble and broken tiles, shook violently, like a light boat on the ocean.

Being thrown up and down again and again.

Like waves undulating, turning out billowing smoke.

"What? The grandfather of the country doesn't believe it? Do you think that the white heavy weapon is unparalleled in martial arts, it is impossible to fall into the infinity, and it is difficult to surpass it?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue burst out laughing loudly, as if thousands of golden cymbals collided, bursting out a harsh sound wave.

"Let's just say one thing, the dormant spy of the Holy Destruction Alliance, the hidden minions of the four gods, are now hiding under the eyes of your saint.

If it wasn't for a pawn from the Beizhen Fusi who had good luck and saw through Tianyunzi's method of living the cauldron, Qin Tianjian and Donggong would continue to be kept in the dark.

Hahahaha, Yang Hong, let's ask you, is this the case when it is replaced by a white heavy weapon? "

The empty mountain is dead silent, and the ancient temple is dilapidated.

Evil sound waves echoed slowly, wandering around.

Outside the mountains, nothing was leaked.

"The saint is in retreat, where will he take care of the younger generation."

Yang Hong gathered his thoughts and seemed unmoved.

The essence of the wolf smoke is carried out straight, tearing apart the vast night, just like a huge pillar in the sky.

When this scene fell in the eyes of the Qi trainer, he would only feel astonished.

Become a master of martial arts, and the spirit is as majestic as wolf smoke.

It is the power of incomparably condensed mind, which will smelt blood and vigor in one furnace,

To some extent, this also represents the inner vision of the master.

The Tianzhu is in the sky, and the courage is strong.

It symbolizes that the Duke of Liang has the grand spirit to suppress the Quartet and fix the center.

"Xiaoxiao? The four gods have existed since ancient times.

It is authentic in ancient times, and even worships him as the Daojun of the Void, the old god of heaven.

The people of the world are ignorant and do not know the true Dharma! "

The flesh and blood Buddha statue shouted loudly, deafening.

"Why are you yelling so loudly?

Who is the loudest in Buddhist debating? "

Yang Hong's eyes turned cold, and the will of martial arts ran over all directions.

It was as if the lid of the huge oven was lifted, and an unparalleled crimson light burst out, and the hot breath distorted the airflow.

"Master Guo still doesn't believe it? But if you think Bai Zhongqi is about to break through, why are you coming to see me tonight?"

That flesh-and-blood Buddha statue waved a thousand hands and blinked a thousand eyes.

The turbid yellow current stirred up the waves, dispelling the domineering aura that was blowing towards the face.

Yang Hong's face was condensed, as cold as a stone sculpture.

His eyes were like electricity, and he stabbed straight at it.

"It's not unbelief, it's not enough."

He pondered for a long time and spit out this sentence.

During the 20 years of the saint's seclusion, the court officials have been ready to move more than once.

The mutiny at Shuofengguan was suppressed by King Yan's army with bloody and violent means.

Frontier military generals have taken an inch, almost blatantly violated the official slogan, greedy for empty wages, killing good people and taking merit, and they have also been cleaned up once.

But the selfish desires of the human heart can never be filled. Who doesn't want to eat the fat meat that is in front of you?

The sage's slogan cannot be challenged, and the means are harsh and decisive, which can barely be deterred.

Just like Jing Chao's Dinghai Shenzhen, as long as he is there, the overall situation will not be chaotic.

But 20 years have passed, enough to smooth out that fear.

Now countless rumors are rampant, and the undercurrent is surging under the court.

The nobles in Tianjing City faced off against the cabinet, and the factions of the vassal kings gradually rose and became stronger... These are all invisible temptations.

Many people are waiting for the saint to come out.

Many people don't want to see the saint go out.

"Then what is enough?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue asked with a strange smile.

"I want to see that black goat, he is one of the nine incarnations of Qi Shi.

It can pierce through the changes of heaven, and trace the eternal river.

His words have weight.

You are nothing but a half-human, half-demon flesh-and-blood monster, a hopeless great master in your life.

How can the mere servants and minions win the trust of this gentleman. "

The weight of Yang Hong's words was as heavy as a thousand ounces, and it almost knocked off the bronze plaque on the top of the main hall of the Red Lotus Temple.

"Aren't you awake yet? Daming Mansion is the center of the humane dynasty.

Not to mention that the Sheji Tower shines through thousands of people, but the majestic luck of hundreds of millions of beings is enough to suppress the incarnation of Si Zun God.

Let Qingbao Tianzun see you, Yang Hong, you are too presumptuous! "

The flesh-and-blood Buddha statue made a wrathful appearance, a thousand hands knocked on the instrument, and a thousand eyes burst into blood.

The white bone lotus platform flew high, surging with a demonic atmosphere, like a mountain torrent erupting towards Duke Liang.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The turbid yellow current is like a surging river, surging and surging.

Wherever we pass, the vegetation withered and life lost.

"A walking corpse that has lost his mind and is under the fence of others, An dare to make a noise!"

The blue and black vertical eyes between Yang Hong's eyebrows suddenly opened, and Shenhua was shot out like a flash of lightning.

The dragon-headed spear suddenly appeared and was held in the palm of his hand.

Tyrant bar!

The rumored strategist's unique skills across the battlefield!

Finally revealed the prowess!

boom!

The crimson blood light covered the sky and covered the earth, rolling like a tidal wave, pulling up the raging waves.

Yang Hong has painstakingly honed the ten horizontal hurdles, and his moves are not fancy.

Military martial arts, mostly like this.

Just to kill the enemy and take his life, there is nothing else.

A stab in the middle!

The sharp point of the spear rubbed the large mass of sparks, tearing apart the viscous atmosphere like chopping waves.

Its speed is fast, only in a thought!

The dragon-headed spear carries an incomparably fierce killing intent, as if spanning a square inch and pressing it down out of thin air.

Bang!

The continuous thunder sound suddenly exploded!

The rubble and ruins of the ruined walls shook!

The violent astral wind roared past like a dragon, blowing the dust up and emptying all sides.

In an instant, the big gun blasted through the turbulent yellow waves.

Like snow falling into a charcoal furnace, it is masculine and unparalleled, and it easily shakes away the dense water flow like a swamp.

"Ten potentials across the bar! Sweep the world! Good good!

Unexpectedly, Yang Hong, you have retired from the DPRK for 20 years, and your edge is still there!

With one blow, even my Huangquan Fa Dao can be broken open! "

The divine thoughts of the flesh and blood Buddha statue spread all over the void, emitting fluctuations.

The thousands of big hands behind it danced in unison.

Blowing the confounding Dharma conch and beating the bewildering Dharma drum.

The originally merciful and merciful Buddhist atmosphere suddenly turned into a terrifying sound of demon roaring.

Even Yang Hong, who has become a master, feels that the blood in his body is out of control, like boiling water.

The leak-free body that locked the energy, like a flaw, kept leaking out.

"The Great Mercy and Great Compassion of the Red Lotus Temple, Qianye Shou, Tianlong Ba Yin... but you are trained to look like this ghost, what a humiliating lintel!"

Yang Hong's spiritual sense flashed, and he responded with sarcasm.

Ignoring the danger of hollowing out the energy all over the body, the skin sacks are shriveled.

The big gun in the palm of the hand turned vigorously, as if pulling a bow.

Tensioned into a full moon, it bounced and fell.

Boom!

The atmosphere was pumped out!

The ferocious dragon head spit out a crimson spear.

The sound of "chi" sounded like a cracking sound.

The ten forces of the horizontal bar against the thousand army directly smashed the thousand hands and thousand eyes of the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue, blasting a terrifying hole in the chest.

The demonic voice is unstoppable!

Great mercy and great compassion cannot be stopped!

This is the power of the martial arts!

"Yang Hong! Don't forget that evil prophecy!

kill us! You will never break the fate of fate! "

The flesh-and-blood Buddha roared, and hundreds of demonic eyes shattered on the surface of the body, and a foul-smelling liquid flowed out.

However, the anger that manifests on its face is like enjoying the ultimate joy, showing a cheerful color.

It seems that the more painful it is, the more blissful it is!

"The greedy wolf eats the sheep... Yang Xiu is dead, and this gentleman has no scruples."

A big gun hit the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue to restrain its arrogance, Yang Hong put away the offensive and replied with a sneer.

The reason why he has some unclear connections with these four gods' minions and the Holy Destruction Alliance.

Or because of the evil prophecy of the abbot of Huangjue Temple.

In the world, he is proficient in arithmetic, arithmetic, and divination.

The old bald donkey who cultivates the future without a Buddha is counted as one.

Meng Xuanji of Qin Tianjian was one of them.

There is also a wild Taoist priest nicknamed "Half Immortal".

As well as the incarnation of Qi Shi in the form of Qingbao Tianzun.

These four characters have exhausted the changes of heaven, which can be called a destiny.

At that time, Yang Hong did not get the method of breaking the prophecy from the abbot of Huangjue Temple and Meng Xuanji.

So he devoted all his human and material resources to search for the half-immortal wild Taoist priest, but unfortunately no trace was found.

But it's not nothing, such a momentum attracted the disciples of Qi Shi, and brought the black goat's attention.

This is the way to raise wolves to gain luck.

"Yang Hong! You are so ridiculous!

The number of qi is not static, thinking that killing the life master will change the situation? Then why didn't Xiao Ming Wang directly cut off the white heavy weapon! "

The flesh and blood Buddha statue waved with thousands of hands, and the lips and tongue let out a soft moan.

On its chest, fine and sharp buds grow, like plant roots, slowly healing.

As long as you take refuge in the Buddha of Great Freedom and Joy, your mind will open up a realm of blissful desires.

The physical body is slightly injured, but it can't damage the foundation.

"Old Chi-heart, you mean Yang Xiu's arrogance... was taken away by someone else?"

Yang Hong's face was gloomy, as if he had guessed something.

He thought he would break the shackles and get rid of the evil prophecy of wolves eating sheep.

Unexpectedly, still trapped by fate.

"Haha, idiot! Big idiot!

If you get rid of the evil prophecy, why do you still suffer from repeated setbacks?

Why was he forced to be unable to enter the capital and half a step into the city gate?

Yang Hong, why don't you think about it?

Who exactly is in the ascendant and has the limelight?

And who made the Duke of Liang's manor and the East Palace tear their faces? "

The words of the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue were like lightning breaking through the clouds.

Yang Hong, who had been dubious at first, suddenly clenched the dragon-headed spear and turned his eyes filled with murderous intent towards Tianjing.

He had a strong impulse uncontrollably, and immediately mobilized the old troops and ordered 30,000 elite cavalry.

Stomping on the killing monk who was blocking the road, and strangling that Liaodong mud leg with one hand!

"Leading troops to attack the capital, but it is equivalent to treason, do you dare?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statues practice six supernatural powers, and his mind power is one of them.

As long as Yang Hong doesn't deliberately hide his thoughts, he can detect insights.

"My lord and the prince are very close. If he bluntly said that the Liaodong mud-legged man was a greedy wolf who was beaten by luck, he would allow this lord to enter the city to kill."

Yang Hong closed his eyes gently and pressed down the violent murderous intent.

"Are you deliberately not thinking about it, deceiving yourself, or really... stupid?

Will Bai Hanzhang see through Ji Yuan's eagle-eyed wolf-gu? He would rather use King Yan's brother Tan Wenying to suppress the powerful Huaixi Xungui.

It took ten years of hard work to cultivate a Wang Zhongdao from a poor family, and Jiang Yingwu, a general, waiting to split the border military generals.

Outsiders say that King Yan Bai Xingchen is the most like a pilgrim pilgrim, hahaha, that's a big mistake.

Bai Hanzhang is really ruthless, exactly like his father, and he is rude to you old ministers from Long! "

The flesh and blood Buddha statue showed a sly smile, and the white bone lotus platform slowly sank into the turbid stream of Huangquan.

The fish has already bit the hook, and it is only to see if they eat the bait.

After listening to these heart-punching words, Duke Liang was uncharacteristically calm, and said lightly:

"When this master followed the Red Scarf rebels against Baiman, his lifelong wish was to rebuild mountains and rivers and rebuild the universe.

Later, when he met the saint, he was mediocre at that time, but a pawn who led a horse.

But He Dingchen, Yan Renbo, and Xu Tiande became brothers with him.

This gentleman is very puzzled. How can a little guy like a groom let a few leaders take a fancy to?

Later, after exterminating Xuantian and ascending the Dragon Road, seizing the Yuanfu, and subduing the tyrants of the Thirty-six Roads of Hengjian Mountain, he only realized the means of the saint.

My husband and he became brothers, and they said that they would share the blessings, and at the risk of cutting off the foundation, Li Bubu, who had killed Xuantian and ascended the dragon's way for him.

After half his life, this duke just wanted to be a loyal minister and a good general, and the sage also knew this.

He understands that no matter how much my master supports his troops, he will not oppose him.

But the prince...for the sake of some details, he had to hold down his head and bow his head to a Liaodong muddy leg, which was really deceiving. "

Yang Hong's words contained extremely complicated emotions.

He knew that the prince was not as benevolent as he appeared, and he also knew that the East Palace had a big move.

This time in Beijing, it was supposed to be a showdown.

If the crown prince is willing to give Zhao Wulie a general award, he will protect the three generations of dignitaries in the Liang Kingdom.

Yang Honghui took the initiative to invite Ying to suppress the four lords and eight generals in the border pass in eastern Liaoning.

However, in order to protect Liaodong's muddy legs, Donggong ordered to stop himself.

Really chilling.

The solemn face of the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue made his smile even deeper.

The four gods once said that the void is like a mirror, reflecting people's hearts.

Even if you become a fairy Buddha, you will lose yourself and sink.

The demon seed of Liang Guogong Yang Hong had already been planted.

Because of the damage to the foundation, the great congenital road was cut off, making it impossible for him to become a "war god" and "human slaughter".

One step behind, one step behind.

He saw that Tan Wenying and Zong Pingnan's younger generation surpassed themselves.

With Yang Hong's conceit, how can he not hate? Do not complain?

Decades of rooting and sprouting, sooner or later, a bitter fruit.

Occupying fields and taking credit for one's credit are nothing but appearances.

Stripping away the selfish desires filled in the heart, the essence is not getting what you want, and it is a meeting of resentment.

"A loyal and good general."

Yang Hong whispered softly, and the words turned and said:

"Crimson-hearted old monster, this master wants that Liaodong muddy leg to die, can you do it?"

The flesh-and-blood Buddha statue is like a flower, smiling and saying:

"Saint Destruction Alliance can't tolerate him either. It's just easy to kill a Tongmai Second Realm, but it's more troublesome for the monk Linji."

Yang Hong's eyes were bright, he put away the dragon's head spear, and said:

"If you want to open any conditions, you might as well say it directly."

The flesh and blood Buddha statue praised, and thousands of voices turned into one:

"Grandpa Guo is really quick to talk! In fact, there are only two things to do!

First, there was a thousand households named Meng Changhe in the Fusi Division of Beizhen.

The second is... to give a customs clearance ultimatum.

After this is done, the Saint Destruction Alliance will find a way to kill this son. "

Yang Hong's eyes tightened, and he asked in a deep voice:

"that's it?"

The wound on the chest of the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue healed well, showing a look of joy, and said with a big laugh:

"That's it."

Yang Hong looked up at the sky.

Then came back with a "good" word.

The burly figure turned.

Suddenly, he crossed the gate of the Red Lotus Temple.

"Isn't the grandfather asking what the plan of the Destroyer Saint League is?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue seemed a little stunned, and the smile solidified.

"What does this have to do with this gentleman. The four gods are concentrating on the layout. It must not be a whim. The chess pieces you point out are not very useful."

Yang Hong's eyes were deep and expressionless, he said:

"Besides, this duke can no longer be a loyal minister and a good general. It doesn't matter what the Jing Dynasty is like, what the prince is like, and what the saint is like.

As long as the mud-legged son in Liaodong dies, the sage wants to support his son, this gentleman also wants to keep his own family business.

Everyone is selfish, that's okay. "

The thousand eyes of the flesh-and-blood Buddha statue blinked and changed, and the divine sense said:

"Since the grandfather wants to open it, he might as well throw himself in the door of the four gods.

Blood Head and Furious Zun will treat him as the Son of God.

The great master broke the shackles of life, but only lived two hundred.

But if you get the favor of the four gods, immortality is as easy as the palm of your hand. "

Yang Hong did not respond to this, and the burly figure disappeared into the mountains.

He is old and only wants to find a way for his children and grandchildren.

The prince is unkind, don't blame yourself for being unjust!

If the sage really fell forever, it would be hard to say who the Jing Dynasty was in charge of.

...

...

Datongfang, the mansion.

In the study, Ji Yuan opened his eyes.

A few minutes of sky light leaked in vaguely outside the window, and it turned into mottled broken jade and shone on the white python flying fish suit.

The Emperor's Dao map seems to be clearer, as if the real thing is generally stored in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Shaking slightly, reflecting on himself.

【Lord】：【Ji Yuan】

【Fate】:【Seven Stars on Foot】

"The number of lives has increased again, and it has exceeded the limit of twenty."

Under Ji Yuan's introspection, the three inches of strong energy above his head turned into a ferocious wolf, and it was covered with a black ink.

"It seems that the battle of luck between me and Liang Guogong is not over yet.

He was one of the seven stars, and he should have hit it. "

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