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Chapter 974: Heavenly Road Reappearance

Daoist Floating Sky galloped all the way with the eight Zhendao Spirit Beasts from the Sin Island. After finding a secret cave, his body landed and hid in this cave.

The head of the floating road slapped the storage bag, and immediately after that, several scrolls flew out of the storage bag of the head of the floating sky. There was only a "crash", and these scrolls were spread out in front of Daoist Floating Sky, floating out of thin air in front of Daoist Fukong.

If Yang Chen were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that these scrolls are exactly those scrolls that recorded the mysterious ancient road!

Daoist Fukong moved his right hand slightly, and the four scrolls were connected end to end, forming a picture like a road.

Immediately afterwards, Daoist Floating Sky turned into a streamer, and got into this road. And as the figure of Daoist Floating Sky disappeared, those scrolls also quickly distorted, like a whirlpool, getting smaller and smaller...

In the end, he disappeared directly into the cave.

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In a quiet and deep space.

It is still this mysterious celestial road.

It is endless, stretches without knowing the geometry, and does not know where it leads, only knowing that this road seems to have no end.

A monk sat quietly in the middle of the road, with his hands clasped together, with a pious expression. He seemed to have settled down, his body was motionless, and he didn't know how long he sat in the middle of the road, like a sculpture.

His whole body seemed to be integrated with this quiet space.

Wow!

Finally, at this moment.

A strange sound suddenly sounded, and a vortex burst out of the space, and the vortex kept spinning. Then, a figure emerged from the vortex, standing firmly in front of the monk.

This man is about sixteen or seventeen years old, looks immature, wears a Taoist robe, and has a dust whisk on his right hand.

With this appearance, there is no doubt that the Daoist Floating Sky.

"It's you again?" Looking at the ascetic monk sitting in the middle of the road, Taoist Fukong frowned, and said angrily: "You old bald donkey, why are you here every time the Taoist master comes?"

When the ascetic monk heard the words, his body moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened. He looked at Daoist Fukong, a smile suddenly appeared on his old face, and he said quietly: "As long as there are people who do evil in this world, this old monk will always exist, and it is precisely because you want to do evil, the benefactor, that this old monk will Appear."

"Nonsense!"

Daoist Fukong snorted coldly, directly raised his foot, stepped over the ascetic monk, and said lightly: "Master Dao has important things to do today, so I don't have time to talk to you, the last part of this day's journey will be done soon." It's done! As long as the Plane War begins, we'll absorb the last part..."

"Heh, what Master Dao dreamed of can come true!"

When Daoist Fukong said this, a smile that didn't match his appearance suddenly appeared on that immature face, and there seemed to be a cold light in his eyes, which made people shudder.

However, Daoist Floating Sky hadn't taken a few steps yet.

Snapped!

A hand stretched out suddenly, and directly grabbed the leg of Daoist Floating Sky.

"Amitabha, benefactor, have you forgotten the existence of the old monk?" The ascetic monk saluted with one hand, while his left hand firmly grasped the thigh of Daoist Fukong, and said softly.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Fukong frowned.

He subconsciously raised his foot.

But the other party's hands were like iron tongs, even an existence as strong as Daoist Fukong couldn't escape for the time being.

"Old man, how many years have you been against me! You don't bother me! As long as this road is completed, it will be good for you and me. Why are you so obsessed with it?" Daoist Fukong sighed. , and asked with a bit of hatred in his tone.

"benefit?"

The ascetic monk sneered: "The benefits you mentioned are nothing more than your own selfish desires, but the price you have to pay is enough to shake the whole world... You want these thousands of planes to fall into eternal doom." ?"

"You want... that thing to come back to life!"

The ascetic monk squinted his eyes, and looked at Daoist Fukong seriously, and when he said "that thing", the ascetic monk's benevolent face suddenly darkened a lot, and there was a rare murderous intent in his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Daoist Fukong looked at him quietly.

However, the ascetic monk did not answer, and the only answer to Taoist Fukong was the left hand that the ascetic monk suddenly raised.

hum!

The left hand quickly slid across the air, and slapped the Taoist Master Fukong trickily. Visible to the naked eye, a golden light suddenly rose on the palm of the ascetic monk's left hand, and finally turned into a sacred "Swastika".

"Swastika Chaozong!"

Rumble!

There was a loud noise, as if the entire sky road was shaken, huge smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the surrounding space collapsed even more.

With this explosion as the center, a void and chaos suddenly appeared, and even the space was forcibly destroyed?

"You crazy!"

Daoist Fukong's face was gloomy, his body soared into the air, and immediately retreated more than ten meters, and said coldly: "Ascetic monk, you can't kill me!"

"Have you forgotten that you and I were once one! If you kill me, you will die yourself!"

Hearing these words, the ascetic monk slowly stood up from the ground, but his eyes were full of determination.

"For the common people, why not?"

"Even if you die today, I will kill you on this road to heaven!"

Hearing these words, Daoist Fukong, who was originally calm, suddenly changed his face, and a drop of cold sweat slowly fell from his forehead.

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at the same time.

Within the territory of Qingfeng Empire.

In the blink of an eye, it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the four seasons alternate.

Soon, a year passed.

The Qingfeng Empire has also stepped into winter, and there is heavy snow in the sky. From a distance, the entire Qingfeng Empire seemed to be dressed in silver and white clothes, so beautiful.

And with the arrival of winter, the new year is about to begin.

Lanterns and festoons began to be decorated everywhere on the street, and the people rushed to rush around, and they also started to get busy for the new year's goods.

And at the moment in the Li Mansion.

A bearded young man was standing there. He only had one arm, and the other arm's sleeve was empty.

Dancing gently in the cold wind.

On the opposite side of the young man, there is a little girl of two or three years old, holding a wooden sword in her hand, constantly practicing the movements of swinging, stabbing, chopping, and chopping.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too cold, but the little girl's nose is red from the cold, and she looks very pitiful.

People can't help but want to hold her in their arms, warm and warm.