The Great Tao Chronicle

They are more than ten feet apart, but they seem to be within easy reach.

Sa Wuling took a step back subconsciously, only to feel a roar in his mind.

The sound of the dragon's roar contained an indescribable terrifying power, which made him suspect that he would be shocked to death on the spot in the next instant.

"This is Daqing's Luck Dragon"

Yan Xiake swayed and fell to the ground, but as if he didn't realize it, his eyes were fixed on the dragon of luck rising from the ruins, like a divine mountain standing between heaven and earth.

All spirits have qi, gather them together for luck, family luck, land luck, and national luck.

Above a thousand years of dynasties, the gathering of the qi of hundreds of millions of people, and the direction of people's hearts, can only give birth to such a dragon of luck.

But at this time, the dragon of luck, which was supposed to be red gold, was surrounded by darkness, as if it had been dyed into a black dragon.

The scales, horns, minions, and whiskers are all black qi.

At first glance, there is no sense of sacredness at all, but it makes people feel disgusted and fearful from the heart.

roar~

roar~

The jet-black dragon danced in the sky, making a series of roars that ordinary people couldn't hear.

If it weren't for the Qi Luck Divine Dragon, there would be countless chains that spread from the void tightly locking its body, dragon claws, and even dragon heads and horns.

Yan Xiake suspects that it will get out of trouble and choose someone to devour.

This is a dragon!

"Daqing is dead"

Yan Xiake couldn't help but feel sadness in his heart.

The dynasty that his ancestors, himself, and his ancestors had lived for, was about to come to an end, how could he not be touched at all in his heart.

"An Zhenren, do you mean that the old thief concocted alchemy in order to pollute the dragon of luck?"

Yan Xiake asked involuntarily.

His eyes were still fixed on the ferocious and terrifying dragon of luck.

The countless chains around them kept shaking, and even if the Molong struggled, he couldn't break free.

Because those chains are themselves one with the divine dragon of luck.

You can break free from the shackles of the outside, and how can you break free from the shackles of the inside?

He knew that the chain was the means of this An Zhenren.

"A general is incapable of exhausting the three armies, let alone a king of a country?"

Hearing the roar of dragons, An Qisheng's eyes were indifferent:

"The divine power of luck naturally does not have the ability to attack, but if it is in full bloom, the Taoist will not easily provoke it, then the old emperor's faintness has already existed, and without the will of God, this day will come sooner or later."

God's will has to bear half of this pot, however, the other half, Daqing, the emperors and generals.

If the fortunes of the country are at their peak, and the Yin Sicheng God will be used together, all cows, ghosts, snakes and gods will retreat three feet.

The backhand left by the Netherworld Lord must be said to be extremely powerful, but it is no match for the change of heart.

When people are in chaos, flaws arise.

Heavenly Daoist took the baby soul, the blood of the youth, the marrow of the youth, and refined the evil elixir to infect this divine dragon of luck, to the point of turning it into his own use.

With what people hate, break what people want.

It is exactly the same as An Qisheng's ability to break down what people want and hate.

In fact, he took the lights of thousands of households to restrain the divine dragon of luck, so that the Daoist of Heaven's Will couldn't use the power of the divine dragon of luck, and it was a method he found in the spiritual imprint of the Taoist of Heaven's Will.

If it weren't for this, the Daoist of Heaven's Will had more blessings from the divine dragon of luck, and he himself was repelled, this battle would be much more difficult than before.

"Teacher, does it have any effect on this dragon being dyed black?"

Sa Wuling scratched his ears and asked loudly.

Although only the mind can hear this dragon roar, he still raises his voice subconsciously.

"The Dragon of Luck is the gathering of thousands of people's qi, and the direction of the people's hearts has turned black, and the people's hearts and hundreds of millions of people will be polluted."

Yan Xiake's heart became heavier and heavier, and the ghost fire in his broken eyes was staring at An Qisheng:

"An Zhenren, am I right?"

"Can this thing pollute the hearts of the world?"

Sa Wuling was a little creepy.

If all the people in the world become as ferocious and terrifying as this black dragon, it will be disgusting, and the world will be in chaos, and the world will end?

"Half right."

An Qisheng nodded slightly:

"What the human heart wants, good will lead to luck, and evil will turn evil. The so-called country will die and there must be evil spirits, but the human heart is infected by luck. At that time, it will naturally be a paradise for demons and devils."

"However, this is not the purpose of Daoist Providence. He has no intention of slaughtering the world and destroying the world. He does not hesitate to use his own body and primordial spirit as the main material for alchemy, and feed it to the old emperor bit by bit.

Is it to slaughter the world and destroy the world? "

At the end, An Qisheng paused and looked at the hideous ink dragon:

"God's will, or in other words, Tian Xiezi, what I said, right?!"

There was a ripple in his eyes.

The world in front of him was stripped away in his sight, and the endless brilliance and luck flickered out, the lights of thousands of houses, the dragon energy of the country, the essence of heaven and earth, Buddhism, Taoism, demons, ghosts and evil spirits were stripped away.

It was faintly visible in the body of Molong, an evil spirit that was as pitch-black as ink and would be maddened by ordinary people.

God's Will, this person, regardless of good and evil, is undoubtedly a great person for a while. Few people in the world know that he has ten incarnations, and they only think that this is his biggest secret.

No one knows, but his biggest secret is in this dragon of luck.

This day, the evil son was extremely ruthless towards himself. The evil elixir he refined included baby souls, youth blood, and youth marrow. However, these were all assistants, and he really used the main ingredients for alchemy.

It is his body, the deity!

He spent a hundred years before and after cutting his deity into pieces, feeding it to the old emperor little by little.

In this way, he used this method to infect the dragon of qi fortune, which was transformed by Daqing's millennium national fortune, into his own incarnation!

Just one step away, and he will succeed.

"What? God, God's will?"

"God willing?!"

Yan Xiake and Sa Wuling were all shocked.

roar~

The sound of Molong's roaring in the air came to an abrupt end.

The huge dragon head dropped suddenly, and the chaotic madness in the scarlet eyes receded, showing a trace of humanized anger:

"Who are you? How do you know so clearly?!"

Mo Long, or the Daoist of God's Will, trembled in his heart, and all kinds of emotions surged up.

Anger, surprise, fear, and a trace of fear that he himself could not detect.

"My name is An Qisheng, and I am half a Taoist priest."

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back and responded lightly.

He stands tall, neither tall nor short, but compared to the hugeness of the Molong, he is undoubtedly extremely small, but at this time in the eyes of Sa Wuling and Yan Xiake, he is tall like a lofty mountain, with a vast aura. It is more like Qiongtian Xinghai.

Boundless.

Although he was speaking from below, he had a strange illusion of looking down at the Molong from above.

"An Qisheng, An Qisheng"

Molong's long beard fluttered, and his voice was extremely cold, as if a cold current was blowing from the sky:

"You lied to me! Which immortal reincarnation of the ancient times are you? Daoist Yunhua? Cang Qing Yaokui? Daoist Wei?

Boom!

With this roar, a substantial sound wave exploded in the air, and the mighty ripples instantly spread to the entire imperial city, and even the entire Qingdu city.

Shake the earth!

The imperial city shook violently for a while, and I don't know how many people stumbled and fell to the ground, groaning in horror and terror:

again! !

The Taoist Taoist of Heaven's Will, who was kneeling on the ground in the distance, as well as the soldiers of the Imperial Guard who had not yet left, heard the explosion, and their hearts trembled, and they fell to the ground subconsciously.

Heavenly Daoist was shocked and angry.

He never believed that anything in this world was born out of nowhere.

In just a few short years, he can possess such strength. If it weren't for the reincarnation of the ancient master, he would never believe it!

wow~

With a roar of Mo Long.

The chains that spread from the depths of the void trembled wildly, making bursts of groans that seemed to be about to break.

It made Yan Xiake and Sa Wuling's heart skip a beat, and they couldn't help but worry.

Involuntarily, the two glanced at An Qisheng's back, and for some reason, their hearts settled down.

"People, do you have to have an incredible heel to be convincing?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

People from the Emperor Heaven Realm are superstitious in their past lives. Whenever a master is born, they will guess what kind of old monster they were in their previous life. It seems that the Netherworld Monarch in that year has also been guessed by many people.

"I am connected to the Daqing National Movement, and I am connected with the people's hearts. Killing me is like killing the world, like killing the world. No matter how old you are, you can't bear such a sin!"

Tian Xiezi snorted coldly.

Disagreeing with the calmness of Daoist Providence, under the rush of the minds of hundreds of millions of people, he became even more mad and paranoid.

"It won't be so difficult to kill you"

With that said, An Qisheng slowly raised his foot and was about to step on it.

"stop!"

Mo Long roared, as if the sharp hissing sound from thousands of people poured down for a while, impacting An Qisheng's heart.

An Qisheng swayed slightly, and a hint of approval appeared in his eyes:

"Integrating thousands of people's thoughts to make supernatural powers, not bad, not bad."

Before he finished speaking, his raised foot had already stepped on the ground.

Boom!

It seems to sink!

As soon as he stepped on it, the ripples visible to the naked eye spread to the four directions, and the tide was like a slap in the distance, and the huge imperial city was almost turned over by his foot.

And the countless earth, stone and gravel on the ruins in front of him were instantly shattered into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye.

A gust of wind blew, and the dense scarlet runes appeared under it.

hum~

As the runes became visible to the sun, palaces, pavilions, rockeries, and even every inch of stone slabs in the imperial city burst out with a strange light mixed with black and red. .

The rays of light soared into the sky, intertwined vertically and horizontally, and turned into a huge formation that enveloped the entire imperial city!

Click, click~

But with the collapse of rockeries in the palace, stone slabs shattered, and palaces collapsed.

In the palace, in the screams of countless maids, eunuchs, concubines and princes.

That side of the great formation had just been raised, and it had already shattered with a bang.

"No!!".

Accompanied by an unwilling roar of rage.

The countless chains that spread out from the void shook suddenly, as if they were blessed with infinite power, and in the frantic struggle of the Molong, he dragged him into the void abruptly.