The First Cause of All Realms

It's about to happen, it's unstoppable!

When the panic-stricken Ling Ying brought the news that Taoist Yunni was captured by Yu Jing and was taken to the Northwest Road City, such a thought arose in Nie Longtian's mind.

And quickly occupied all his mind!

"It can't be controlled, it can't be controlled!"

On Feiying's back, Nie Longtian's expression was extremely ugly amid the swift gust of wind.

Yun Ni fell in fear of death. He was not surprised. A Taoist who had never fought to the death and only knew how to practice and draw talismans behind closed doors. He hoped that he would die, and ghosts would not believe it.

But he is in the realm of the Ten Capitals. Looking at the past dynasties, he can be called a land fairy!

Such people, no matter what they were originally, must have arrogance in their hearts, and they will be captured without a fight. It can only be that life and death are on the line, irresistible, and even unable to escape!

What it meant, he knew too well...

"Being in the Northwest Road City, the cloud and mud that can be suppressed can't escape, and can only be captured..."

The distance between Xingzhou City and the Northwest Road City is not as exaggerated as thousands of mountains and rivers, but once back and forth, even if it is a flying eagle, it will take more than a month.

Being so far apart, his supernatural powers can still overwhelm Yunmu...

In the strong wind, Nie Longtian seemed to feel that the day was a little cold.

The body of a hundred battles, the honor of Wu Sheng.

Except for the few people in the world, in decades, he has never been so afraid of a person.

In particular, that is only a junior who is worthy of being promoted to the Grand Master, and who is not young enough...

"It's just a broken page, so terrifying?!"

Shocked, unwilling, appalled.

Overlooking the earth, surrounded by mist, Nie Longtian's chest heaved up and down, his breath was heavy, and he couldn't help but feel a hint of remorse in his heart.

He didn't know how Yang Prison did it, but it must have something to do with them not doing it right away!

"Sir, I'll wait..."

Han Fengfu followed closely. In the gust of wind, his face was equally ugly, and he was also shocked by the news that Daoist Yunni was captured.

Daoist Yunni, although he ranks at the bottom of the splendid list, his reputation is too great. Among the gods, there is a hidden name of the national teacher.

Such a person actually...

"He's already full of wings, so he has to retire temporarily..."

Nie Longtian looked indifferent.

He naturally knew that Yang Prison's 'fate-for-fate' method had great limitations and could not be used easily.

In the past few months, he has gathered Han Fengfu, Yan Xiaoer, Fang Yulong, and several great masters invited from the martial arts to join forces to enter the city.

However, a big loss!

Even before entering the city, he was forced away by Fang Tianhuaji, who opened Daoguang, and with the latest issue of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List, it spread all over the world.

He just had to quit.

At this moment in Yang Prison, under the Martial Saint, there is almost no resistance, and above the Martial Saint, who is willing to exchange with one?

Han Fengfu smiled bitterly and sighed.

He was not so afraid of the dark mist under him. After all, it was impossible for Yang Prison to accept his fate, but...

"Know today, know today..."

Ten fingers flexed, stretched and clenched tightly, Nie Longtian gritted his teeth, held his breath, and hurriedly urged Feiying to stay away from the Northwest Road while the cloudy fog was not completely enveloped.

No matter how angry and unwilling, he also knew in his heart that even though Yunni was at the bottom of the splendid list, he was still a peer of the same generation.

He can't resist, he himself, I'm afraid he can't resist...

On this day, Yunni was captured, Nie Longtian fled to the Northwest Road, Liufangmen, Jinyiwei, and even Dongxi and Dongchang, the dormant masters also retreated.

And this news, accompanied by the actions of everyone, spread all over the world like a violent storm.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, more than 400 years ago, except for the brief period of Jing distress, for the first time, there is a place completely out of the control of the imperial court!

Suddenly, the world shook.

…

…

Huhu~

Ten thousand eagles come from the east, covering the sky and the sun. Wherever they pass, they attract everyone's attention.

Outside the Taoist Palace, Emperor Qianheng stood in front of the white jade railing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the earth, only to see the white cloud and the dog, which changed from time to time, and the mountains, rivers and mountains were unobstructed.

"It is said that before ancient times, when immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, there were often immortals flying to the clouds, traveling to the North Sea at dusk, sleeping on glaciers at night, and traveling the vast sea every day..."

Holding the railing, Emperor Qianheng sighed in his heart.

Over the years, he has kept the Taoist precepts and practiced in the morning, noon, and evening without interruption. Unfortunately, it seems that, as those people said, "Human Sovereign cannot become an immortal".

He was unable to keep the precepts successfully.

Of course, he never believed in these things. According to his estimation, it should be the reason why he has not yet taken the third step...

"The legend is true. There are ancient inheritances in my door. In the ancient years, there are countless immortal mountains in the world, and there are flying immortals everywhere..."

Holding the whisk in his hand, the old man with white hair and beard said softly:

"However, Your Majesty is an emperor, and even the immortals of the ancient times must submit.

Once the sky changes..."

"Fellow Daoist Feihong, if a widow is an emperor and a mortal, how can you dare to rebel and disobey?"

Emperor Qianheng returned to his senses with a cold expression.

Feihongzi's heart froze, and he said with a serious face:

"It's just that the sky has not yet come, and Your Majesty has not yet attained spiritual wisdom..."

"yes?"

Emperor Qianheng laughed, but did not bother, just said:

"Fellow Daoist Feihong, you don't need to make a lot of fanfare this time, but if someone dares to tamper with the 'Royal Secret Treasury', then you know what to do..."

"The poor understand."

Feihongzi responded, and he was a little surprised:

"The secret treasury is so precious, why doesn't your majesty carry it with you? The human seed bag can hold mountains, a secret treasury, if you want to come..."

"Some people want the secret vault to stay, then, let them be."

Emperor Qianheng smiled faintly.

Feihongzi's heart is slightly cold, but he also understands: "If it is the prince..."

"Um?"

Emperor Qianheng's eyes were indifferent.

"Pindao made a blunder, Your Majesty forgives..."

Feihongzi immediately lowered his head, bowed slightly behind, and disappeared above the Taoist palace, his body like a breeze, submerging into the sea of ​​clouds.

"Xue Dilong..."

Emperor Qianheng's eyes turned.

"His Majesty…"

Liu Jing came in a hurry, holding the silk book in his hand, his body trembled slightly:

"Something happened..."

"Where else is there to rebel, or where to kill the official?"

Emperor Qianheng looked as usual and asked casually.

"Go back to your majesty, the real Yunni, fell, fell to the northwest, and was captured by people..."

"Um?!"

Turning around suddenly, Emperor Qianheng's breath became extremely terrifying for a moment, causing the Taoist palace to emit a long-lasting roar:

"What did you say?"

Liu Jing couldn't help breathing for a while, lowered his head, and his voice was hoarse: "Yun, the real person Yunni is trapped in the northwest and captured by others..."

"He didn't fight to the death?!"

The cold self-talk came, making Liu Jing's back wet and his heart beating violently. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.

"A widow, treat him like a national teacher, and have been favored for decades. Fu Shuiguan should treat him like a prince. How dare he..."

Emperor Qianheng closed his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart. After a long time, he looked at Liu Jing, who was trembling. The latter trembled and held up the silk book.

"The book of life and death, the book of life and death..."

At a glance, the silk book burned itself without fire, and instantly turned into white smoke, dissipating in the sky.

silence!

Liu Jing couldn't breathe well, and after a long time, he finally couldn't hold it any longer, and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, a fall, this is a big change that has not been seen in four hundred years, Wei Chen thinks..."

“When should Henry Zhang be invited?”

Emperor Qianheng interrupted his words, his eyes became sharp and indifferent again, and he ordered:

"Pass my will, order Chen Bing, King An, to 'lie the state', order Chen Tong, Han Li, and Mo Qilin to lead the east and west factories, and the elites of Jinyiwei to cooperate!"

"His Majesty?!"

Liu Jing's heart trembled, and he lost his voice:

"Chen Tong, Han Lie, Mo Qilin and others are chasing after Liansheng to teach the nine elders, don't move!"

"The three of them can't move without authorization, Henry Zhang, can they move without authorization?"

Emperor Qianheng's face was as heavy as iron, and his voice became sharp:

"Get off!"

With an angry rebuke, Liu Jing coughed up blood and fell down. Even if he had a thousand words, he had to swallow them all and retreated with a gray face.

In the strong wind, Emperor Qianheng looked cold:

"The widow should see, how many years of life do you have, you can honor your life!"

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Taking the city as a node, and echoing the remnants of the book of life and death, a large invisible air machine spreads out towards the entire Northwest Road at an extreme speed.

But this process is not easy.

There are fewer mountains and more mountains in the Northwest Road City. According to Yang Yu’s estimation, this process will last at least a year or even longer.

However, it is also fortunate that there are fewer cities and more mountains, otherwise, even if there are chaotic troops attacking first, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain will not be able to win the entire Northwest Territory in just two years.

"call!"

With a mouthful of turbid breath, Yang Yu calmed down. In front of him, this batch of 'Blood Exchange Xiaodan' had already been blessed.

The number of lives depends on the individual, and there are more or less backlashes, but the pills are different, even if there are hundreds or thousands, they are only slightly tired and have no backlash.

They ordered people to take this batch of medicinal pills and distribute them to the new army.

Yang Yu got up and went out, Zijin swallowing evil treasure gourd couldn't give birth out of nothing, he would go to the street every few days to hang out.

With the book of life and death in hand, it is naturally an excuse to observe the people's feelings, and the purpose is to absorb the fate.

"Grey life, but it is no longer low..."

Feeling the trembling of the purple gold gourd, Yang Yu shook his head slightly.

Those with golden and red fates, once the fates are absorbed, even if they will be regenerated, they will lose their color.

Gray and white will not drop the color, and even when regenerated, there is a very small possibility of giving birth to a higher number of lives.

Because it is gray and white, it is already too low.

Without the white dog, he also restrained his breath. Yang Prison's trip didn't attract anyone's attention. As he walked through the streets, Zijin Hulu was already heavy and didn't want to move.

"Fate..."

As soon as he thought about it, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com All the gray and white qi vibrated in the purple gold gourd, and they were combined in two, gray into black, white into green, and two-way synthesis.

In the past few months, Yang Prison did not know how many lives he had synthesized, but in addition to what he needed for the 'exchange Xiaodan', he also left a large batch.

However, above the gray and white, whether green or black, it is not a combination of two or two, but a combination of four and four.

The number of low-level lives required for a golden life is a huge amount.

Light green, dark green, light blue, dark blue, light red, dark red…

Soon, the life in the purple gold gourd was exhausted, leaving only a touch of purple.

[The Wizards of Heaven (Light Purple)]

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