The First Cause of All Realms

"Not bad! The Eighth World Fighting Immortal..."

Henry Zhang was a little surprised, but he didn’t get to the bottom of it, just nodded:

"There is a saying in Hongri, which is actually not bad. My generation was born in this world. Compared with many predecessors and sages, I am much luckier..."

When the tide rises, the world changes.

As early as the end of Qin Dynasty, similar rumors had already spread. It is said that Lu Chen believed deeply in the past, and finally found the fruit of Taoism with perseverance.

However, it is more than three thousand years in a flash.

In the long years, the amazing talents such as Ba Zun, Bodhidharma, Gao Jia, sloppy Taoist, Zhang Yuanzhu... Such outstanding people have not waited for the arrival of the heavenly change.

"To be born in this world is indeed much luckier than the predecessors."

Yang Yu nodded, and he couldn't help thinking of the rumors of the various generations of the 'Taiyi Sect' on the 'Picture of the Clear Water Cold Pond'.

One party inherited the sect of the ancient gods, just because they were born in the wrong era, thousands of generations of outstanding people fought hard, and finally ended up with the end of the whole family being destroyed and the inheritance cut off.

This is not something that manpower can control.

"A person's achievements, personal character and talent are naturally important, but external opportunities are even more important. The talent of a person is ten times worse, but the difference in encounters can widen this gap to an insurmountable extent. to the point of…”

Overlooking the snowfields, mountains and rivers beneath him, Henry Zhang said lightly:

"The warriors who can be famous in the world and have been passed down for many generations are all those who are far superior to ordinary people in terms of talent, understanding, temperament, and opportunities.

This old man is like this, Brahma Ruyi is like this, Mu Qingliu is like this, and the old demon of Montenegro is no exception..."

"Is this the greatest opportunity for the old demon to fight for the eighth world?"

"Of course! A sloppy Taoist can't live for eight hundred years. The good fortune that this old demon has achieved is much more prosperous than this old man. Unfortunately, he has no courage..."

Henry Zhang shook his head slightly:

"Be the old man..."

"Then today's battle, I'm afraid it won't happen at all..."

Henry Zhang, who has lived for eight generations, what is the situation?

Yang Yu shuddered just thinking about it.

"The red sun is not enough, the old demon is not worth worrying about, the real goal of this old man's trip is the old witch in Dayan Mountain!

Her spirit is much better than that of the old demon, and she has lived a long time..."

By this time, Henry Zhang had just revealed his real purpose:

"Seven years ago, after returning from Dayan Mountain, the old man felt that his mind was chaotic and his heart was failing. It was not only an external injury, but also a sign of a plot..."

"The Book of Nails and Seven Arrows..."

Yang prison was silent.

"This magical power is very strange, and there is no help for the middle..."

Henry Zhang looked very calm:

"But she can't imagine anything better. This old man has practiced for a hundred years, and for her to endure hardships for thousands of years, this business is not a loss!"

"My lord..."

Yang Yu's eyes flickered, and he took out the last ginseng fruit in his hand.

"what?"

Henry Zhang raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing the mystery of this fruit, but still shook his head:

"This fruit is not of ordinary quality, but its medicinal effect is only equivalent to that of the Earth Origin Great Pill. The old man's Great Pill swallowing seven pieces will not make up for this injury..."

"You, have a heart."

In the end, he was a little moved.

What kind of vision he has, how can he not see that the medicinal effect of this fruit is not in healing, but in prolonging life.

When it comes to medicinal power, it may only be comparable to the Earth Origin Great Pill, but it is precious, but it is ten times, a hundred times better than the latter.

Yang Yu sighed slightly, and he was silent, and what he saw was shocking.

As the breath fell, he could already see a corner, Henry Zhang's injury was more serious than he thought.

Just like a big cauldron that was pierced through seven big holes, the essence and origin are irreversibly lost...

As recorded in the legend, seven arrows were nailed to the head, three souls were broken, seven souls were scattered, and the arrow fell to Daluo's mourning.

That old witch, wanting him to destroy both body and spirit, not even a ghost...

"That old witch..."

Henry Zhang shook his head:

"That old witch, there are many means, to completely kill her, it is difficult, difficult, difficult!"

Yang Yu's heart was heavy.

Who is Henry Zhang?

A martial arts tycoon who was famous all over the world at a young age, and who has been crushing martial arts and temples for dozens of days, such a person, no matter what his appearance, is arrogant and conceited in his bones.

Three 'difficult' words came out of his mouth...

Huhu~

Above the sky, Henry Zhang did not stop as soon as he opened his mouth, from the old woman, the old demon, to the heroes of the world.

From the thirteenth blood exchange and the five stages of foundation building, it has been talked about Wu Sheng's will, as well as his conjecture and experience of the realm above Wu Sheng.

"People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows the natural way! If the supernatural powers are really condensed, the laws are intertwined and the truths converge.

Then, the way to obtain supernatural powers is by no means only the way of Daoguo! "

His eyes are very bright at this moment, and in the night, they are burning like torches:

"Cultivating the truth through falsehood, and storing your own body. Above the Martial Saint, you should open the 'Sacred Treasure' with the will of the Martial Saint, this realm, the immortal!"

"Human Immortal!"

Yang Yu was shocked.

Yuan Ci has reached the limit at this point, Yang Yu strongly supported it and fell to the barren mountain, where Henry Zhang sat down and taught the essence of martial arts.

Yang Yu bowed his body, held the disciple salute, and listened quietly.

After a long time, Henry Zhang sighed:

"When I was young, the old man thought he was omnipotent, and when he was old, he knew the world's affairs. It is difficult to satisfy everyone."

"When I was young, I wanted to save the country and help the people, but I couldn't do it. I promised the brothers to be rich and rich, but I couldn't do it. When I was dying, I wanted to do something for future generations, but I still couldn't do it neatly, leaving a lot of hidden dangers... "

In the night wind, the old man looked sad.

"You've done a great job..."

Yang Yu looked solemn.

He is a person who rarely agrees to others verbally, but at this moment, his heart is a little hot and he can't help but say:

"The rest, leave it to me..."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Henry Zhang looked dazed for a moment, he wanted to say something, but he changed the subject:

"Your way is different from this old man. It's not good to force yourself to give you this body of infuriating energy... That granddaughter of Wu'an's family, who has realized the Invincible Heavenly Gang, is in line with this old man's way..."

With a strong breath, he cherished and handed a page of silk to Yang Prison before dispersing it completely.

"Boy Yang, send this old man home..."

Feeling the disappearance of the powerful will of the 'immortal and magical realm', Yang Yu bowed sadly and said:

"Yes…"

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Collapse!

Collapse!

Collapse!

There was a great defeat outside the Lianshan Pass, and the hundreds of thousands of the Heavenly Wolf Army crazily collapsed.

The death of Nayudu and a group of high-level leaders made this army, which was originally made up of large and small tribes, completely collapsed.

For twenty or thirty days in a row, Baizhou's elite cavalry were weak, and in the end, they had to give up and return.

laugh!

It was cut with a knife, blood sprayed like a column, and the head rolled down.

On the wasteland, hundreds of chaotic troops knelt on the ground, their faces pale, shivering in front of the twelve armored figures.

"Yidu! You dare to kill nobles, how dare you kill nobles!"

Some people roared wildly until they were headed by a knife.

Twelve people in armor stood side by side, looking around, the boy standing with a **** knife said loudly:

"That Shabi is already dead, whoever dares to resist me will be killed!"

After shouting three times in a row, they resisted and killed as many as they could. In the end, hundreds of people fell on their knees, but there was no more noise.

Seeing this, the boy named 'Yidu' nodded, wiped the blade with the dead body, and turned to leave.

The eleven people behind them began to gather the chaotic soldiers.

In the past month, they have stopped more than a dozen chaotic troops. At this moment, there are more than 4,300 soldiers in their hands, and they are all strong.

After a month of chasing and fleeing, those who can survive are naturally the tough ones.

"call!"

"Suck!"

In the distance, they all stopped, looking at the elder brother who was sitting cross-legged not far away, his breath became more and more terrifying, and he was in awe.

In more than a year, the twelve of them have made rapid progress, but compared with their eldest brother, the gap is too great.

This time, Sha Bi was captured by him!

"call!"

Not long after, Ha Qi breathed slowly and opened his eyes.

Swish!

In an instant, there seemed to be a flash of light.

"Brother!"

They also knelt down on one knee and reported the progress of the gathering of the chaotic soldiers.

"not enough!"

Clothed in blood-stained armor, Ha Qi's eyes glowed like fire:

"Mingguan is too difficult to break, with less than 5,000 of us, it is impossible to break through the gate! Continue to gather the chaos!

Only in this way can we compete with those nobles and invade the customs! "

"Yes!"

Also should be down.

"Go."

Ha Qi smiled with satisfaction. He got the supernatural powers passed down by the 'God'. In more than a year, he has not only been reborn, but has turned the world upside down.

However, thinking about the battle before the mountain pass that day, he couldn't help but feel urgency in his heart.

"Not enough, not enough..."

While muttering to himself, he closed his eyes and was about to carry his blood and breath again.

Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he opened his eyes in shock.

This time, what spewed out of his eyes was no longer a light, but a thick black mist!

Not only the eyes, the mouth, nose, ears, seven orifices, but even the pores of the whole body, there are black mists emerging, and the terrifying aura of the forest seems to freeze the space here.

"god…"

He wanted to say something, but he just spit out more black mist, he wanted to struggle, but couldn't move.

He was clearly not far in front of him, but he couldn't ask for help, he could only cry in despair and helplessness.

hum!

At a certain moment, a purple light appeared in his body, and the black mist shook, as if there were signs of retreat.

"Do not!"

In the cry of despair to the extreme, Ha Qi only felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and in a trance, he only felt an indescribably large statue.

He is vast, ancient, mysterious and terrifying.

That is…

"The spirit of the Son of Heaven, which has never been sprouted, also wants to stop this seat..."

With a cold snort, the black mist disappeared.

Ha Qi's face didn't change in any way, but his eyes changed from the previous excitement to the deep indifference.

"Please immerse yourself in your heart, UU reading www.uukanshu.com mind and mind. The secret techniques taught by Liansheng are indeed extraordinary..."

Inside the body, the black mist kept surging. It was his practice of seven lifetimes. When he gathered together, he suddenly raised his head, and in the middle of it, he saw a ray of light.

That is,

"Beidou!"

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