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Time flies, time flies, and it is 1,300 years in a flash.

Huhu~

The wind is blowing, and the clouds are drifting away.

On the high platform of the gods and gold towering into the sky, Jing Xiaolou leaned on a railing and looked at it. Under the sea of ​​clouds, there is a great city of Tianshu that stretches for thousands of miles and cuts off the north and the south like a dragon.

It has been more than 1,300 years since I came to this world as a Taoist soldier.

But until now, looking at this giant city that does not resemble a human creation, there is still a great touch.

A city is like a country.

Only one urban area in Tianshu could accommodate everyone on the Xuanxing.

"What are you looking at?"

Amidst the emptiness, a figure walked to the high platform. Its figure was strong, and its aura was as heavy as a mountain. Between the steps, the space seemed to be concession.

But it is the wind and waves.

"How did you get out this time?"

Jing Xiaolou smiled slightly, and then his eyes lit up: "Your'Shenxiang Sutra' has been completed?"

"Hahaha!"

Feng Mingtao laughed loudly when he was said to be the proud thing in the center: "After a thousand years, this uncle has finally become a ‘great idol’!

At this moment, it was Chu Fan and Yan Changsha, and the uncle dared to fight! "

"Unbelievable. Unbelievable."

Jing Xiaolou exclaimed, sincerely.

Three years before the Era of Xuanxing Fudao, with the assistance of the artificial intelligence Yinglong, Su Jie developed a batch of truly perfect ‘chips’.

This ‘chip’ not only has the functions that artificial intelligence should have, but also has a means of converging information to evolve.

Because it is based on the myth of Xuanxing, it is also called the ‘God’.

The Godhead held by Feng Mingtao is the ‘great idol’.

"This world is really incredible. Just the magical powers in this Tianshu city can allow me to develop a'great idol'."

Feng Mingtao Gu Pan Zixiong: "When Chu Fan returns, my uncle must let him take a good look!"

Feng Mingtao's words were not a joke.

He and Chu Fan met in the Zombie King incident in the Xiya Mountains. At that time, he had already practiced pictogram boxing successfully, and Chu Fan was just an ordinary college graduate.

But later, the gap between the two became larger.

In the dream of king power, when he was qualified to cultivate Yin and Yang Promise, he had actually crossed the ninth order of heaven and man.

At that time, he was barely able to stand by.

But when Su Jie opened up the Era of Fu Dao, the gap between the two was completely opened to an indescribable point.

Of course he was holding a breath in his heart.

"That's not easy. I heard that Chu Fan has already condensed the divine sword "Xuanyuan", you may not have won him."

Jing Xiaolou laughed blankly.

It is strange to say that the two people have a very good relationship, but once they get together, misfortune will happen.

From the mysterious star to the dream of royal power, and then to this world, there is no exception.

"That's going to be done before."

Feng Mingtao refused to accept it, but stopped joking, and asked Jing Xiaolou: "Have you ever practiced your'God Whip'?"

"Difficult, difficult, difficult."

Jing Xiaolou shook his head repeatedly, and couldn't help but sigh, "Where is it so easy for the gods?"

"Ahem."

Seeing that Jing Xiaolou was not in a high mood, Feng Mingtao coughed several times, and changed the subject: "I heard that Yan Changsha had been killing a lot in the Southern and Northern Wars in these years?"

"More than being fierce?"

Jing Xiaolou's eyes flashed with jealousy: "Since the successor to the emperor, Yan Changsha has never stopped for a single day for 1,300 years, turning east and west, fighting south and north, and has already levelled thousands of vassals."

"I heard that sometimes he walks alone and can beat several vassals in a single day, and his subordinates are more than a sea of ​​corpses and blood?"

Speaking of Yan Changsha, Jing Xiaolou has some undisguised disgust.

For 1,300 years, the name of Yan Changsha has resonated with Dayong, not to mention Tianshu, even other forces far away from Dayong will be heard.

The monk who fell to his hand does not know where.

"So fierce?"

Feng Mingtao raised his eyebrows.

He has been in retreat for many years, but he doesn't know that Yan Changsha is already so cruel.

"His ‘Great Pill of Ten Thousand Battles’ has long been denounced as magic skills. I heard that in the Seventy-two Road Anti-wangli, there are many offering rewards for killing him at a high price."

Jing Xiaolou waved his hand: "Don't talk about him. I haven't seen him for a long time. Let's talk about the gains of these years."

"I can't ask for it."

Feng Mingtao agreed with a smile, and was about to speak, but his heart suddenly shook.

There was a majestic voice:

"Anyone who listens to this will come to the God Mountain to fight the law!"

"this is?"

Jing Xiaolou frowned.

This is their nominal ‘master’, although no one really thinks so.

However, the perception of the nominal master is not bad.

For 1,300 years, they were almost given the greatest freedom and authority, and all the resources of the entire Tianshu City and even the Dayong imperial family were fetched and requested.

Because of this, Fengmingtao can condense into a ‘great idol’, otherwise, ten times more time, it may not be condensed.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor summoned it, let's go take a look?"

Feng Mingtao was in a very good mood and directly agreed.

Jing Xiaolou has nothing to do with it.

Hum~

In the next instant, the two of them sank into the void like streamers.

Following the inexplicable guidance in the depths of nothingness, he swept across at extreme speed.

The void of this big world is extremely strange. It is not a layer, but is jointly framed by billions of infinite dimensions. Both of them have been to the sacred mountain of Doufa.

But if there is no guidance, it is impossible to find the way for thousands of years.

Without him, this infinite dimension, the interlayer of billions of voids, is not only dangerous, but also changing from time to time.

Because of this, many demon giants who were forced to desperately hide in them, making the void dimension more dangerous.

call!

Tearing the void along the guideline, not long before, there was no more gloomy color in front of him, and the vastness of Huaguang filled all the void dimensions in sight for a while.

Rao was the cultivation base of the two at this time. For a while, he felt dazzling and frowned slightly.

It took a while before I saw this stalwart fairy mountain.

"It stands to reason that such a mountain shouldn't exist at all..."

Feng Mingtao shook his head slightly.

"According to Xuan Xing's vision, how could endless continents exist? Surrounded by stars, the center of the universe would actually be a continent..."

Jing Xiaolou smiled and pointed forward: "It seems that something big is about to happen. It's not just the two of us here."

Feng Mingtao looked at it, and saw a series of divine light with different auras penetrating through the void.

"Good fellow, I'm afraid it's not because of the few people who are arbitrarily leading the army, the rest are here?"

Feng Mingtao was a little slapped:

"We are all here, except for those holy places, the endless continent is enough to run wild, where will there be any major events?"

"That might be the case."

Jing Xiaolou didn't say much.

But he would never underestimate a big world that is so powerful.

They have only cultivated for more than a thousand years, and they have reached such a state, even with all kinds of assistance, but this world has existed for years.

It is not counted in ten thousand years, but counted in "Wan Ji".

Feng Mingtao is obsessed with cultivating, he has not been idle these years, from ancient history to the origin of all the sacred places, and even some strange myths circulating.

Naturally know the importance of high and low.

"You are just too careful... I'll go to his uncle, then, that's Chu Fan?!"

Feng Mingtao didn't care at all, but after a glance, he saw a familiar figure, and his face changed immediately:

"Sure enough, this disaster star has come, shouldn't anything serious happen?"

He whispered in his heart.

He couldn't remember how many times, and every time he met with Chu Fan, something bad seemed to happen.

"Um?"

In the distance, Chu Fan, who had just stepped out of the void, moved in his heart. When he saw the wind and waves, his brows frowned:

"Old Feng, are you here too?"

The moment he spoke, he already came to the front, first arched his hand towards Jing Xiaolou: "Brother Jing, it's been a long time."

Then he looked at the wind and waves that were retreating in despair, and his eyebrows twitched: "Sorry for the catastrophe, should I talk about it?"

"Ha ha!"

Feng Mingtao made a haha, and took the lead to walk towards the sacred mountain of Doufa:

"Last time I came and went in a hurry, this time I have to take a good stroll around the No. 1 Shenfeng Mountain in Dayong!"

The sacred mountain of fighting law is infinite.

No matter you look at it from any direction, you can never see its edge, just like a mortal looking up at night and can't see anything beyond the night.

Chu Fan and Jing Xiaolou had seen the ceremony, and the two of them walked towards the sacred mountain of Doufa unhurriedly.

Doufa Shenshan is not so much a mountain, as it is a war fortress that has gathered all the details of Daeyeong's 800,000 years.

Hundreds of thousands of miles away in the void, you can feel the iron-blooded killing air coming from the surface, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is fierce and cruel.

After the three of them set foot on the sacred mountain of fighting law, they discovered that it was not just their ‘reincarnation Taoist soldiers’ who were present.

On that countless fighting platform, many princes and ministers of the Dayong imperial family.

Even some princes who have been watching the wind in these years and voluntarily dedicate their territories have also gathered here.

"Something big happened?"

Jing Xiaolou frowned imperceptibly.

A loud noise suddenly sounded in this piece of dimensional world occupied by the God of Doufa.

when!

The bells roared, shaking the four poles of the world.

when!

when!

when!

…

The grand bell like a starburst dangled down from nothingness, dangling thousands of hectares of smoke and dust, attracting thousands of rays of light and a thousand colors.

Hum~

Doufa Shenshan trembled slightly, and Mo Yin, dressed in a simple white robe, stepped out of the void in full view.

Falling on the top of Doufa Shenshan, on the highest platform on that side.

"We pay homage to the emperor!"

As he took his seat, the sound of greetings from the mountains and the tsunami sounded one after another.

"Are you in doubt, why are you all called together today?"

Mo Yinhu stood on the high platform, looked down at the four poles, and saw everything in all directions in his eyes:

"Not for anything else, just to welcome you..."

At this point, Rupuxia light hung down with an extremely brilliant light, covering a high platform.

"Um?"

"what?!"

"this is…"

Everyone stared at it one after another. At this look, many people suddenly took a breath.

Some veterans blurted out "Your Majesty!"

"I can't hide it from you..."

On the high platform, the middle-aged man who looked like a young man but covered in silver slowly raised his head and looked at Mo Yin:

"The posterity is terrifying and I am declining..."