The Great Tao Chronicle

"An Qisheng!!!"

Accompanied by a roar full of endless resentment.

That dragon of luck, no, the dragon was forcibly pulled into the void.

The National Movement controls hundreds of millions of people, and is naturally influenced by the people. The lights of thousands of homes collected by An Qisheng are just an introduction. The real source of power of the 'chain' still comes from the countless small people and merchants in the Daqing territory.

What you despise and don't care about may one day become a chain that you can't get out of.

Huhu~

The lingering sound was blown away by the wind, and the Great Imperial City fell into a dead silence again.

Daoist Changgan raised half of his knees, and suddenly fell heavily, his heart was ashes.

He could hear who the voice was.

Even the leader's backhand has been suppressed, how can he not despair?

"This, is this the end?"

Sa Wuling was a little startled.

Such a big commotion was solved so easily?

"He threw himself into the dragon spirit of national fortune, and in the hearts of the world, it was not easy to kill, but he failed in the end, but it was not difficult to suppress."

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves and put his hands down.

Poor information is everywhere.

Some things, knowing to do, and not knowing to do, the difficulty is completely different.

Heaven's Will Daoist's plan is not so subtle, but it is better than secret. No one would have thought that he would refine his deity into a medicinal pill and feed it to the old emperor to eat.

If no one knows, he may not be impossible to succeed.

It's a pity that even if he doesn't take action, the chance of God's will to succeed is not high. According to the original trajectory, he is mostly planted in the hands of the old way of the day.

It's not unreasonable to count innate numbers as people's fears.

That old Taoist has a rather strange smell in it

"Repression? Can't even the real person kill him?"

Yan Xiake couldn't help asking.

The person he hated the most was undoubtedly the Taoist God, followed by the old emperor. It was only because there was absolutely no way to kill the Taoist God, he was the next best thing.

"He absorbs the power of incense and wishes, and at the cost of the deity, he integrates into the dragon spirit of the people's hearts and the country. To kill him, the only way to let the world come."

An Qisheng looked into the depths of the void and seemed to see the Molong struggling to himself:

"What is more terrifying than death is that life is worse than death"

God's will, the human heart, it's not easy to get one of them, but it's easier said than done if you want all of them?

The heart of one person is ever-changing, and the hearts of hundreds of millions of people are such a heavy force.

Daqing's millennium national fortune is where the hearts of billions of sentient beings are located, even if the primordial spirit is in it, it will sink.

The plan was frustrated, the will of God, no, the mind of Tian Xiezi has been eroded and distorted by endless distractions.

"The People of the World"

Yan Xiake muttered to himself, vaguely guessing something.

"Let's go."

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, suppressed the whistling air and dust, and looked at the direction of Qingdu City:

"Look if anyone wants to pick peaches"

Earth-shattering collisions seem to have passed.

Qingdu City was still in a state of shock and panic, unable to calm down for a long time. Many people looked up, and the traces of the aftermath of the raging waves still did not dissipate.

One after another, the breath-taking breath seems to still exist.

Almost all of them had lingering fears and did not dare to stay outside. They all retreated to their homes. Although a wall was useless, they felt a little bit safe in it.

Yes, it is only in the middle of the day.

The huge Qingdu City has no one walking outside, and the broad streets are empty, like a ghost town.

Walking on the empty long street, the long pine nuts are like a dream:

"God will Daoist, is this planted?"

Only he knew how long his teacher had planned and planned to deal with the Daoist of Heavenly Will, the Heavenly Will Sect.

But this time, it didn't seem to work at all.

The Taoist Heavenly Will, who had been in Daqing for a hundred years, was killed on the spot by the born An Qisheng.

"How can it be so easy?"

The Taoist Tianji smiled dumbly:

"If the will of God is just like this, it will not survive today. There are still three caves in the cunning rabbit, let alone the primordial spirit?"

Chang Songzi was slightly startled, looked at the end of the long street, seemed to feel something, and frowned slightly:

"Where did these people come from?"

In his induction, there were faint mana fluctuations at the end of the long street.

"There are not many Daqing cultivators, but after hundreds of years of accumulation, there are not only a few hundred people, but most of them are unwilling to participate in the so-called Ten Thousand Laws Conference. In this Qingdu City, there are many who want Those who take advantage of the fire

The Taoist Tianji stopped for a moment and suddenly sighed:

"Let's go."

"go?"

Chang Songzi was a little puzzled: "Teacher, aren't you going to teach the helm of Heaven's Will?"

"No chance"

The Taoist Tianji lowered his eyes, and a ray of surprise flashed past:

"So fast to solve Tian Xiezi, who is this person?"

The Taoist Tianji couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

In order to deduce the flaws of the Taoist Heavenly Will, he spent a full hour to deduce the layout, but An Qisheng seemed to understand the flaws of the Taoist Heavenly Providence better than him.

Just a few moments before and after, it has already suppressed the divine dragon of luck dominated by Tian Xiezi

Even he can't do this.

Could it be that this person's innate number is still far above his own?

According to legend, among the many old monsters killed by the Netherworld Lord in ancient times, many of them also left behind, today, thousands of years after the Netherworld Lord disappeared.

Are they really going to be born?

huh~

People are blown by the breeze and fall lightly on the eaves, the landing is silent, and there is no shadow behind under the bright sun, just like a ghost.

The visitor is dressed in a green shirt, tall and tall, with a gentle face, walking in the air without a trace of fireworks, even if he is doing things like ** entering the house, the whole person seems to be as calm as a scholar who travels far away. .

huh~

An imperceptible ray of light fell on his shoulders, turning into a paper figure the size of a thumb.

"The helm of the Heaven's Will has gone to the building empty? The people stationed in the backyard have also escaped, just because there is a layer of formation guarding, even you dare not approach?"

The scholar in green shirt touched his chin, and a strange light flashed in his eyes:

"It seems that there is the secret of the old thief of God's will?! Who!"

After thinking for a while in his heart, the blue-robed scholar's eyes glowed like electricity and shot into the void.

stab~

There seems to be substantial electric light across the void, swaying ripples everywhere.

"As expected of a Confucian and Taoist, I really can't hide it from you"

A coquettish laughter came from the void.

Immediately amid the ripples in the void, the three walked out side by side, stood in the void, and looked at the Confucian scholar in blue shirt, or in other words, the Confucian and Taoist.

The Confucian and Taoist pupils shrank slightly to see the faces of the three people.

The one who smiled charmingly was a woman wearing a yellow fir. The woman was petite, but she was carrying a large red gourd that was much taller than herself. On the right, was a stern, silent youth in black.

Carrying a sword box on his back, there is a faint sound of sword intent on his body.

And in the middle, was a middle-aged man who stepped on the white lotus and wore a white robe.

The middle-aged man was handsome and handsome, with a splendid appearance, long hair and a crown, a blood-red cinnabar gleaming between his eyebrows, and there were double shadows in his eyes, which seemed to be born with two pupils.

"I heard that you have acquired a Taoist line of ancient Confucianism, and you are familiar with the classics and history. Before you enter Taoism, you have the ability to seek good luck and avoid evil. After you enter Taoism, your consciousness is even more sensitive, and you have the ability to spy on the future.

Not sure whether it is true? "

The middle-aged man dressed in white and stepping on the white lotus opened his mouth lightly, with a hint of exploration in his eyes.

Confucian and Taoist, he is a loose cultivator.

Loose cultivator, never a good title, represents the most fringe of the world of practice.

Without the guidance of the predecessors, it is very easy to make mistakes. For example, some martial artists in Jianghu, who get the Taoist cultivation method by mistake, often use their weapons as the "receiving basket", which causes a lot of digestion.

Just like Jian Xiu, Jian Xiu flying with the sword, in the Jianghu dialect, he often steps on a sword and flies, but in fact, it is the sword light that can fly, protect the body, and kill the enemy.

Instead of stepping on your sword in the air, facing an orthodox sword cultivator, you can beheaded with just one sword.

And so on, the disadvantage of scattered cultivation is enormous.

Because there is no regret in seeking the way, even if you know the mistake in the future, there is no chance to change it and correct it.

This Confucian and Taoist is different.

This person was originally a landed scholar, and by chance, he obtained the ancient Confucian practice method that had long been broken down. The mighty power of a breath of mighty energy was unpredictable.

It is even stronger than Jianxiu's supernatural powers.

"Bai Lian Daoist, Huang Qing'er, Tongue Daoist, you are here too!"

The Confucian and Taoist look sank and recognize the person.

The middle-aged man in white, named Daoist White Lotus. According to legend, he got a white lotus by chance when he was young. This white lotus is said to be the remains of an ancient demon.

Daoist Bailian has naturally advanced by leaps and bounds, and within the life of Jiazi, he has already developed supernatural powers.

In addition, when he sits down with the white lotus magic weapon, he can briefly fight against the great master of the tribulation and lose the tribe.

The two behind him, the one with the red gourd named Huang Qinger, and the black-clothed swordsman named the Taoist without tongue, are both great masters of the evil way.

The three of them joined forces and once had a record of ambush and murdered the great real person.

Although there may be other hidden feelings, but it has contributed to the fierceness of the three.

"For such a big event as the Ten Thousand Laws Conference, we are of course indispensable."

Huang Qing'er smiled eloquently and her eyes were bright:

"It's you, a Confucian and Taoist, who thinks you are upright, and you also come to take advantage of the fire, but it surprises your concubine. However, although God's will has a big family, it can't withstand many people.

The other people who took advantage of the fire have already been cleaned up by us, Confucianism and Taoism, you are the last one"

While speaking, the three slowly approached, and there were faint signs of being surrounded by Confucian and Taoist people.

hum~

The Confucian and Taoist remained motionless, and the paper figurine on his shoulder ignited with a 'chi' sound, turning into a faint flame, trembling incessantly.

An inexplicable wave then spread.

huh~

The Confucian and Taoist pinched the ball of fire with two fingers, and his eyes were cold:

"I believe you have seen the battle in the Altar of Ten Thousand Laws. You will not be ignorant of the Taoist's means. If you dare to fight against me, it is difficult to say that it will not attract the interference of the Taoist.

You, think about it! "

Confucianism and Taoism implied threats~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although they did not participate in the Ten Thousand Laws Conference, it does not mean that they did not see the battle in the Ten Thousand Laws Altar.

The method of the Taoist man in white is fierce enough to make anyone look at it and change his color.

"that man"

Hearing this, Daoist Bai Lian and the others all changed their expressions.

"The real person is arrogant and invincible, but we also have our own way of hiding. Killing you will not have any effect."

Daoist Bailian said slowly raising his head.

It seems to be about to start in the next moment.

Huang Qing'er, the tongueless Taoist also slowly raised their eyebrows, and there were faint mana fluctuations on their bodies.

The Confucian and Taoist hearts sank, and they were about to crush the flames in their palms when suddenly their complexions changed greatly, and they were a little speechless for a while:

"back, behind"