?!!!
When he noticed that the golden flames began to gather and turn into ripples, Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole's eyes paused. He was on guard against Fuxi, so he did not take action. In other words, Fuxi was very aware of his intimidation and knew how to use his intimidation.
Fuxi, who did not come forward or take action, was the greatest threat.
"This is, Supreme Xuanwei Qi WuHuo?!"
"Isn't he obsessed? How could he appear again?!"
The golden stream of light continued to gather, and the flames streaked through the void, leaving clear traces, turning into wrinkles on the robe, and turning into a powerful and old palm. The palm slowly stretched out towards the front, and the five fingers were clasped together, stably and smoothly holding the sword that fell from the nine heavens.
The next moment, the sword roared and all the wind and thunder disappeared.
This sword falls into this palm.
And this hand made of pure golden light held the sword, and then the sleeves and robes were swept away, and the rolling robes swept across the sky, and then the whole body transformed by golden luck emerged. It was a tall old man, with white beard and hair, a solemn expression, gentle but majestic, his eyes turned slightly, and the Hundred Schools of Thought's luck suddenly surged.
"Qiu?!!!"
A certain man who had cheered up earlier and fought fiercely with Immortals and Gods shouted!
There is respect and fear in his eyes, and there is also a feeling that even if he is a person we respect, even if he is an enemy we fear, he still has to step forward, and he has to be upright and show his determination to show his way. He shouts and laughs, and his own aura becomes a lot stronger.
The Jade Emperor lowered his eyes and looked at old man, and whispered, "Qiu?"
Judicial Great Celestial Venerable was shocked.
"Why is it that the person who supports the overall situation and trend in the world is no longer Qi WuHuo?! Who is this? Could it be that he is also a disciple of Dao Ancestor, or the reincarnation of a certain great emperor, or that he has some kind of mysterious blood?!"
His eyes swept over it, and old man, who was carrying the huge destiny of the human world, didn't say anything. He just casually threw the sword somewhere in the world, causing Judicial Great Celestial Venerable's heart to bleed for a moment.
Lose the path first.
Then he lost his treasured soldiers.
Although He is worth Judicial Great Celestial Venerable, is famous all over the world, and is unrivaled, he seems to be naturally unable to deal with the person who supports the situation and the general trend in the human world.
Only a few beings realize what this means.
Mount Tai stretches endlessly, the immortals in the heavens, all the disciples on the ground, luck and Divine Ability collide with each other, bursting out bursts of brilliant streamers, shining in all directions, light and darkness emerging and dying, Green-robed Scholar stands on the top of the mountain, standing with hands behind his back, his sleeves and black hair are dancing in the strong wind, his eyes have turned into cold vertical pupils due to excitement, and the corners of his mouth are raised.
Yes, so!
That's right. The one who appears here, who appears here based on Human Dao Destiny, is not Qi WuHuo, but that Master Qiu. Compared with the Daoist himself appearing here, he has a more powerful deterrent and has more important significance.
This means--
The Daoist who holds the sword to protect the world is no longer the Daoist, he has found his replacement.
This is inheritance!
The human world does not need to rely on Qi WuHuo, but can complete this battle alone. In fact, this battle does not require the appearance of that person, but the appearance of the Hundred Schools of Thought is more meaningful.
In this way, it can be proved that this period of time was not wasted.
In this way, I can repay the old master with a lifetime of preaching in the human world.
This is the inheritance of people.
The golden flames circulated, reflecting in all directions, left and right, up and down, and transformed into the appearance of old man. There was a long sword without a blade hanging on the waist, and Bamboo Slips was held in one hand. His expression was gentle and peaceful, vast and majestic, and he looked at the sky. Then he bowed calmly and meticulously, and said, "Qiu, I have met all the immortals and gods."
A decade ago Qi WuHuo.
A month later Kong Qiu.
Five hundred years later, another person took over the sword.
The world is vast, and every five hundred years, a saint should appear!
The firepower is passed down from generation to generation and continues endlessly!
In the boundless silence, suddenly there was a majestic energy rising into the sky.
A stream of light turned into a blue dragon, with its head raised and roaring, its energy was boundless, and it pierced through a large space in front of it in an instant, shocking all the immortals and gods. Immediately, a person, holding a Xuanhua ax, suddenly swept and slashed vertically, and finally knocked down the blue dragon that had pierced through many gods and gods.
Then the majestic energy wrapped around it spread out
That is not Canglong!
Instead, it was a long spear with a simple blade that buzzed and fell. When the Human Dao Destiny gods who had previously swept aside and fought against the gods in the sky saw this spear, the expressions of many members suddenly changed, and they were either fearful or fanatical.
"Who is it again?!"
Even if they were not involved in this matter, because they did not receive the Jade Emperor's order, the other gods who were watching from the sidelines were shocked by such drastic changes at this moment - sixty years, one sixty years, it was like a big dream.
There are many disciples in the world who can stop the immortals and gods, and Human Dao Destiny majestic transformed into his true form and slashed away with a sword from the sky.
Now, before old man actually made a move, there was another being who was equally powerful and undoubtedly powerful. He shot through the immortals with a spear like a dragon. After his momentum was slightly weaker, he was chopped down by an axe, curbing his momentum.
Are there such an endless stream of masters and powerful people in the human world?
The spear fell into the hands of a white-haired but still majestic man.
A man rides a unicorn. The unicorn steps forward step by step in the void with a strong momentum.
Above the sky, Ju Ling Shen, who had not participated in the battle but was just watching the changes, was suddenly startled. He looked at the white-haired man and always felt that he looked familiar. Suddenly, from the sharp look in his eyes, he saw the familiar feeling. That was sixty or seventy years ago, during the Demon Race disaster, he saw with his own eyes the young human race who was at the forefront of fighting.
Now, his hair is gray.
Ju Ling Shen said, "Li Zhai?!"
Li Zhai raised his eyes and scanned them with calm eyes. He sat down on the Qilin and walked forward, standing among the Hundred Schools of Thought. Then he raised his head. Immortals and Gods had experienced many battles. Some of them were inferior to the Hundred Schools of Thought of this era, but there were also some who were firm-minded and never retreated. They were not weaker than the disciples.
What's more, the duration of the existence of the heaven is really too powerful.
They have existed since ancient times until this period. At the beginning, they also had ardent dreams, great aspirations to save the common people, and a foundation accumulated from generation to generation. Although the disciples have also led their disciples here, there are too many Heavenly Soldiers and Generals in the sky.
Although, the normalized heavenly soldiers only exist as Primordial Prenatal Qi.
However, there are too many.
First there was Master Qiu, then there was King Wei Wu. The stalemate confrontation just now was suddenly separated, but it was only a short separation. The hostility between each other was still deep. Both of them were looking at each other, unyielding and murderous, causing the sky and earth to be filled with clouds and thunder.
The scholars had great respect for King Wei Wu, who conquered all directions and unified the world, and saluted:
"King Wei Wu."
The disciples looked at the densely packed, seemingly endless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and the gods and gods in the sky, and had a vague feeling that they were completely surrounded. In other words, it was indeed the case. The simple accumulation of time may not make the realm quickly improve, but it can definitely cultivate the backbone of a certain strength.
As for heaven and earth, high-level combat power has the current Master Qiu.
With King Wei Wu.
The Hundred Schools of Thought is not inferior to ordinary immortals, but Heavenly Soldiers and Generals is indeed too much.
Time stands on the side of heaven and the gods.
Master Qiu's state obviously cannot be sustained or attacked continuously.
Zhuzi expressed the worries in his heart, King Wei Wu Li Zhai raised his eyes, looked ahead, and then suddenly laughed, groping for the spear with his palm, and said softly, "Time may not just be on the side of the immortal gods. It takes a decade to build momentum. Whether such a battle is worth it or not, can only be left to future generations to judge."
One of them said, "For a period of time...King Wei Wu, do you want to mobilize Human Dao Destiny again?"
"But the simple Human Dao Destiny is enough for us to control."
The Hundred Schools of Thought was puzzled, while Li Zhai held the spear in his hand against the front, with white hair and arrogance, as free and arrogant as when he was young, and said:
"Although Wei Feng has passed away, there is still one person in this world who purely practices the Human Dao Destiny way. People in future generations will never have the same experience as us, nor will they have the same luck as me!"
He raised his spear, and Human Dao Destiny suddenly gathered and criss-crossed the place.
On Investiture of the Gods, each name suddenly became blazing.
King Wei Wu Li Zhai said softly, "Although you and I were enemies in the beginning, some of our generals died in your hands, and some of your generals and soldiers also died in the battle, but this is the only battle where we may need to join forces..."
"Let the grudges of the past end with us. Even if we die in this battle, even if after this battle, even if we can become gods, our bodies may be broken into pieces. Even if we don't die on the spot, it will be greatly reduced, even if you and I will eventually meet in the place of reincarnation."
Investiture of the Gods was shaking violently in front of him, its brilliant name blazing like fire.
"Stop him!!!"
"Stop him immediately!"
The gods in the heavens are rich in experience. Previously, they temporarily stopped because of the sudden appearance of two masters and the situation was unclear. Now, after seeing what Li Zhai did, their expressions changed suddenly. The gods and gods all took action in unison, brilliantly and magnificently, attacking the human beings. When they wanted to respond, they saw the extremely huge old man, transformed by golden luck, taking half a step forward.
He looked solemn, held Bamboo Slips in his hand, and said, "Respect ghosts and gods and keep away from them."
Far Non-Self far means to make ghosts and gods stay away.
Respect ghosts and gods, and keep ghosts and gods away from you!
Boom!!!!
Human Dao Destiny turned into a tide in an instant. The waves surged and stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The sky lost its color, and the clouds swept across it, directly overturning the densely packed Heavenly Soldiers and Generals and pushing it farther into the sky. Originally, because of the boundless killing intent and boundless momentum between each other, the Qi naturally condensed and turned into layers of thick dark clouds.
The clouds spread, and the gods couldn't see clearly for a while. They only saw the white-haired King Wei Wu surrounded by golden luck, which was uncertain, vast, vast, and lonely.
Suddenly, a voice broke through the clouds, a spear pierced the sea of clouds, and the battle flag shook off.
On the fallen battle flag, there is a word written -
[Wei]!
A confused voice answered him.
"Hmph... Li Zhai, King Wei Wu Li Zhai, I never thought that you would beg me to wait for a day. If there is any situation, I will not help you, but this is the only thing. Even if I hate you deeply and wish to die with you, I still have no shirk!"
The sea of clouds was smashed and pushed away.
The people who were wearing the elegant robes of the gods stood in solemn silence. Then they all took half a step forward.
His robe was torn open.
A piece of iron armor with cold light!
"Duke of Dingguo of Great Wei, lead Wei Wu Warriors to join the battle."
These are famous generals from various countries who once died on the battlefield, but had great merits in protecting the people. They are all human warriors who died on the battlefield with the supreme will and the heart of serving the country and the people. After their death, Investiture of the Gods looked for their true spirits and included them in the list.
They used to fight each other, they used to fight to the death.
But now, the cavalry and warriors who once divided the human race from different countries were summoned and stood in the same direction as their former mortal enemies. A battle flag that had never been abandoned even after death and becoming a god soared into the sky. The battle flag that was once stained with the blood of the same race fell down, dancing fiercely in the wind, and then stood side by side with each other.
"Lord Wu'an of Zhao, lead Border Cavalry Army, join the battle."
"Daqi, Great Halberdiers, who dares to stop me on the road ahead?!!"
"Da Chu, Shēn Xī's Army is here!"
"Qiu Long, Dragon Cavalry!"
"Dayan, Liaodong Stalwart Soldiers!"
Finally, there was a solemn and calm response--
"Shenwu, Xuanjia!"
In an instant, Human Dao Destiny gathered together in a fierce killing. The disciples saw the appearance of these legendary warriors, and then surpassed them and stepped onto the battlefield again. Time is not just on the side of the immortals and gods. Time is fair. The immortals and gods live forever, but the bravery of the human race can be passed down from generation to generation.
"Everyone, aren't you afraid?"
"Humph."
In the sea of clouds, a general who died in battle and became a god sneered:
His answer was so easy -
"Afraid?"
"It's just another fight to the death."
Even if my soul is gone.
The gods and gods saw that the famous human generals who had fought with each other were standing together, their battle flags dancing wildly in the air, their eyes looking forward, and swords of different standards being drawn out one by one and pointing forward. In the blink of an eye, they were smitten forward with an unprecedented horror and chill.
The man at the front turned sideways, pointed the spear in his hand at Heavenly Soldiers and Generals in the sky, and answered like this:
"Human race."
"Li Zhai."
The leader of the military strategist responded to Human Dao Qi and the Immortal God. The spear in his palm pointed forward. He wanted to say some slogans to boost morale like he did in the past, and said softly:
"The world is full of victors."
I'm going to Luntai to recruit the old team.
This is the biggest fight in this life.
Everyone, you and I, side by side again.
"Okay, okay, hahaha, let's fight. Sure enough, we'll fight!"
Such loud laughter did not come from a certain Green-robed Scholar, but from the Buddhas who were supposed to be pure and at ease. The great formation of the human world was broken, Human Dao Destiny flowed, and the Buddhas found such a wonderful opportunity, all restrained their breath, and stepped into the human world at this time.
Go to Capital City!
Move that stone monument with Buddhist charm!
No, not just that one!
Those Nine Stone Tablets, all have my Buddha, Buddha charm, all have a predestined relationship with my Buddha.
It is only because of my compassion that I, the Buddha, allowed it to fall into the human world to save the world for a short period of time. Now it is time for it to be returned to its original owner.
It all belongs to me, Buddha!
Buddhism, entry, moving forward quickly, about to enter the customs!
Enter the customs!
The situation in these six realms has been tense in an instant.
It is as if sixty years of relaxation are just an illusion. The heavens, immortals, gods, Jade Emperor, Four Emperors, Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, each and every one of them, seem to have lost their previous calmness. They seem to be invaded by the aura of calamity and pulled by desire and attachment. They have entered the vortex and are already a part of this vortex, thus making this vortex become bigger and more majestic.
This is a lot of calamity.
Old Green Ox sighed.
The atmosphere became increasingly terrifying and depressing.
But the human world is still peaceful.
Capital City, Old Green Ox in the human world raised their heads and looked at the vaguely terrifying confrontation in the sky. Their eyelids twitched. Due to the strength and eyesight of the people in the human world, they could not see the sky so high with their naked eyes, and the aftermath of the confrontation was obscured.
But Old Niu is different. What is his identity, what kind of feet, and how can he take the elixirs from the emperor one gourd after another. He is strong and strong, and his eyesight is very strong, and he can see very clearly!
He raised his head and saw the immortals and gods competing against each other, Human Dao Destiny circulating, and saw a terrifying and scalp-numbing calamity.
He lowered his head and what did he see?
What he saw in his eyes was the human world, the world of mortals, people walking by talking and laughing, birds fluttering their wings, steaming smoke, big buns just out of the oven, young men full of youthful spirit, men and women interested in each other but shy, children stepping on snowdrifts, sinking in but giggling again...
It is the world of mortals and the beauty of the world.
After looking at the sky and then at the human world, he had a sudden dream-like feeling. Of course he was worried, but he seemed to feel that there was no need to worry. However, in addition to the drunkenness of laziness in the prosperous world of the human world, he was also worried that the gang of gods in the sky would tear apart the curtain of the peaceful world and kill them.
Such complex and contradictory emotions made him not want to move, he just wanted to bask in the sun.
So he looked at the world in front of him in a daze.
There were teenagers passing by and young students bowing here.
The child who had just stepped on the snow and smiled was carried back by his parents by his ears.
Because the clothes were wet and dirty.
Old Green Ox grins.
Suddenly, I heard the door at the back being slowly pushed open. The squeaking sound was very normal, which made Old Green Ox think in his mind. This old wooden door had been repaired for a long time. He had to find an excuse for Ran Deng to repair the wooden door.
Because the door was open, the snow fell from the trees and piled on the ground. Someone came out, and there was a slight sound of feet hitting the ground. The person walked out casually, everything happened naturally, and Old Green Ox only thought about it at this time. Fuxi is not here, and Emperor Wa is not here. Wait, Ran Deng the Daoist seems to be shopping, then this is...
Old Green Ox's expression froze.
A voice sounded, familiar and gentle:
"Uncle Niu."
My work schedule has fallen apart again. Hey, I'm asking for monthly tickets at the third watch. I'm going to lie down. Good night.