Projection of the Heavens

A long howl, a punch.

Outside of the initial time and space, the immeasurable universe of time and space were all shocked, and the endless chaos was tumbling.

Faintly, I saw a towering mountain rising from the boundless chaos, its holy spirit, its majesty, and its brilliance seems to have derived thousands of great worlds and infinite dimensions.

wow wow wow~

Amidst the wailing hum of gods and demons, an indescribably huge wheel mark slowly turned and slowly manifested.

In the beginning of the unbroken cycle, the death wheel of all births, the five declines of heaven and man, the cycle of reincarnation of the six realms, the destruction of all ten directions, the attack of Tianyuan...

One after another, the powerful and incomparable fists flowed down from the initial time and space, through the layers of time and space, layers of dimensions, brilliant, shining brightly.

In the brilliance of Huang Huang's fist, Gu Shaoshang's indifferent and calm voice also flowed in the ten directions, spreading the boundless chaos:

"Dare to ask you gentlemen, who will bring down the calamity for me!"

Who will bring disaster for me?

In the chaos, the air rumbled and vibrated, but no one took a shot at a statue of Hunyuan. Those who dared to do so have already paid a huge price.

"The Way of God in the beginning..."

A Hunyuan's eyes were solemn, and the fist that Martial Ancestor slammed into the heavens was too splendid, and each fist mark seemed to contain the source of the Tao!

That was the many ways of Primordial Primordial that once fell in the first time and space, the Kaitian Tribulation!

Including but not limited to the master of boxing, the master of life and death, the true sage of the broken way. . . .

Dao is the proof, whether the fallen Primordial Primordial can return, that is a question.

This punch, of course, is the fist of the martial ancestor to prove the Tao, and it is also the punch of the martial ancestor to declare his strength.

But I have to say that this punch is enough to make people feel deeply in awe.

"The strength is infinite, the strength is infinite..."

Seeing that the strength increased, the breath swelled, and it was almost not inferior to Gu Shaoshang, who was once incarnated as Pangu. Hunyuan's eyes dimmed, and his heart shook.

At the time of the first battle, the reason why the Martial Ancestor was tyrannical and invincible was that to some extent, there was still too easy to support him, and the general trend increased him, but at this time, even if there was no too easy blessing.

They are almost invincible.

"Wuzu, you are invincible..."

Daluo was also horrified.

Strength is the king of ten thousand ways. Daoist Hongjun once held the coercion of three thousand gods and demons. Under his deduction, the way of strength has already surpassed ten thousand ways.

And that Martial Ancestor was already able to shake Wuji with the body of Primordial Primordial.

What kind of horror will it be?

"Daluo has no disasters, Hunyuan has no calamities, is that what it really means?"

Above the initial time and space, Gu Shaoshang withdrew his gaze and smiled faintly.

Up to now, he, who had already experienced the great calamity of the first time and space, was promoted to Hunyuan Wuji, and no disaster has come.

Up to now, even if Yuan makes another move, he is no longer afraid.

Unfortunately, the source did not appear.

huh~

With a light sigh, Gu Shaoshang stepped out of the initial time and space with a calm and freehand step.

Taking this step is boundless.

So easy, so natural.

No catastrophe, really no catastrophe.

Before stepping out, Gu Shaoshang spoke calmly, shaking the heavens:

"Now that I have attained the Dao, fellow Daoists, you should be able to enter Zixiao and discuss the Dao together..."

The divine light shone brightly in the world, reflecting the look of a figure of a primordial primordial being indefinite.

After a long time, Hun Yuan nodded slightly:

"Good..."

........

In Hunyuan's prehistoric realm, in the Xianyang Emperor's Palace.

Young Master Fu Su Wei straightened his clothes and looked at Meng Qi who was sitting opposite to him and said, "Sir, you have been following the Emperor Teacher for a long time, do you know what kind of existence the Emperor Teacher is?"

"Invisible, invisible, inconceivable, inconceivable... The realm is indescribable."

Meng Qi blinked and said calmly:

"Just like His Majesty the First Emperor, I can't guess."

Through some kind of special connection, Meng Qi could clearly see the initial time and space, the battle that he couldn't understand at this time in the Great Desolation.

But even he couldn't understand the inner meaning of that battle.

He only knew that it seemed that his father-in-law had obtained the last divine power, but he couldn't see why it was more specific.

After all, it is impossible for the Universal Knowledge Ball to peep into all the mysteries of the Dao. What he does not understand, the Universal Knowledge Ball also does not understand.

"Then Master Emperor, did you really win?"

Fu Suwei frowned and asked.

Xianqin was established on the basis of humanism and luck, except that the First Emperor adhered to the general trend of humanism, all the official positions in the Xianqin Empire were all condensed by humanism, which seemed to be different from the legendary Supreme Court.

As the heir of the Xianqin Empire, Fusu is not inferior to the Great Emperor of Heaven. Although he has not entered Hunyuan, he is undoubtedly the great Luojinshu.

When the First Emperor did not go out, he was respected in Xianyang City.

"It's true that you won, you don't have to worry about it, son."

Meng Qi nodded slightly.

He stayed in the Xianqin Empire for a long time, and knew a lot about this country that was quite similar to his memory.

In the Xianqin Empire, there are ten great generals, such as Bai Qi, Wang Jian, Li Xin, Meng Tian, ​​Meng Yi, Zhang Han, Chen Qingzhi, and others, all of them are congenital great Luos.

Civil servants, such as Li Si, Wei Liaozi, and others, are also innate talents.

However, unlike military generals, civil officials rely more on humanistic luck, and once they leave the territory of Xianqin, they will fall down the rank.

"If the emperor and teacher come back, maybe they can help father and king to suppress that old dragon..."

Fusu took a deep look at the ring of time and space under Xianyang City.

In order to maintain that ring of time and space, it was not easy. The ten great generals of the Xianqin Empire and several major civil servants were all dragged in between.

Although it gradually gained the upper hand, it is not known what year and month it will take to really suppress that old dragon.

"Maybe not too long."

Meng Qi touched his nose, he wasn't sure, and naturally he couldn't make any promises.

In fact, the first dragon ancestor of the heavens, who was too easy to become a Taoist and roamed the heavens for thousands of calamities, was already doomed under the suppression of Xianqin.

Unless there is a giant of the same level, the Ancestral Dragon must be refined by Xianqin.

"A few times before the chaos, the Primordial Primordial Realm was pulled by a certain force, and it seemed that it was going to collide with the indescribable world of the other side. It's not too far away..."

Fusu felt sad in her heart:

"If the father and the generals have not returned by that time, and the Primordial Realm's five ****, I, Xianqin, will be at the bottom..."

"Shadow..."

Meng Qi lowered his gaze and looked at the shadow that was approaching outside the boundless space and time, and a trace of worry rose in his heart.

The Hunyuan Primordial Realm is divided into five ***, if the Primordial Ancestral Dragon is included, it is the existence of six Primordial Promise!

It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying world can pull such a behemoth forward.

Someone left him here and wants to trick him again?

.........

woohoo~~~

In the dark night sky, a purple prince's chariot flashed by.

Fang Yun stood on the attic of the carriage, looking at the boundless night sky, his mind turned: "The human emperor was seriously injured in the battle, the demon emperor and the high priest disappeared together, and the peerless demon Xiongba was suppressed under the immortal monument of Emperor Que... ......

"After this battle, I seem to feel that a catastrophe is about to come. On the vast continent, there is no innate divine presence, many great powers, either retreating or preparing for war. The vast continent has opened up a new era. According to history, there is no holy era!"

"This is the best era and the last chance..."

Fang Yun slightly sensed the Chaos Clock in his body, and ripples appeared in his eyes:

"The shadow is coming, I have only 100,000 years. If I want to participate in the battle between the emperor, the demon emperor, the high priest, the many holy and the many existences in the shadow continent, I must become a congenital sacred......"

Fang Yun looked at the dark clouds indifferently and whispered in his heart.

It is already a fantasy to achieve innate holiness in 100,000 years, and it is undoubtedly wishful thinking to achieve it in a shorter time.

But only for ordinary people.

With the Chaos Clock in his arms, he can plunder everyone's cultivation, cultivation techniques, and Daoist principles. There is no doubt that he can be promoted at a speed that surpasses anyone's imagination.

What kind of peerless genius, heaven's favored son, is far from being able to compare with him.

This is what he has already confirmed in his "previous life".

And once he has achieved the innate sanctity, he will be qualified to go to find the eight ancient emperors, as well as countless old antiques that have returned from the vast world...

Huhu~

In the darkness of the night, the purple chariot traveled hundreds of millions of miles in an instant. After three years and four months, it finally arrived at the Sifang Hou Kingdom at noon.

"finally come back......."

Fang Yun breathed a sigh of relief. On the way, the thunder was rolling and the blood was pouring down. Anyone who was on the road would not feel relieved.

At least this time.

After the carriage fell, Fang Yun said goodbye to his father and brother, and walked alone in the Sifang Houfu City.

There are two princes in one family, the princes of the four sides, and the princes of love and righteousness. They are connected to each other by their territories, and they are much larger than other princes.

The liveliness of Sifangfu City is not inferior to that of Xiaoyaohou City at this time.

However, Fang Yun had no intention of watching all this, and hurried to the death row in the northwest of Sifang City.

Since ancient times, knights have been banned by martial arts, and the population of Sifang Houguo and Qingyi Houguo has exceeded 8 trillion. Naturally, there is no shortage of martial artists who are banned by martial arts~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In other words, there are many martial artists imprisoned in death row. beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It can be said that there are everything in the sky, the illusion world, and even prisoners at the level of gods and demons!

For Fang Yun at this time, this is a good thing that is more precious than any other treasure.

Chaos Bell can transform all things and all spirits into his cultivation base, and in that prison, there are all masters who can let him take and take!

A strong man of the gods and demons can drown thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with a single drop of blood. Why is the cultivation of blood essence so profound?

And in that prison, he saw with his own eyes that there were more than one or two prisoners of gods and demons held by his father and brother!

This is his creation.

The first step in his rise!

"Stop here!"

"Death prison is a place where you can't enter without the Lord's handwriting!"

"Treasurer, shoot to kill!"

Before the death row, the two guards shrouded in divine armor stood up and stopped Fang Yun.

"The Sifang Hou token is here."

Fang Yun took out his father's token and said lightly:

"Quickly take me to the eighteenth floor of the death row!"

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