The momentum is about to be achieved and it is no longer controlled!
When the panicked Lingying brought the news that the Yunni Taoist was surrendered and was taken to Northwest Dao City by Yu Jing, this thought arose in Nie Longtian's heart.
And quickly occupied all his mind!
"Not controlled, no more!"
On the back of the flying eagle, in the rapid wind, Nie Longtian's face was extremely hard to see.
Yun Ni surrendered in fear of death, and he was not surprised. A Taoist who had never fought with people and only knew how to practice and draw talismans behind closed doors and hoped that he would die, and even ghosts would not believe it.
But he is in the realm of the Ten Capitals. Looking at all dynasties, he can be called a land god!
No matter what the original one is, such a person must have his arrogance in his heart and will surrender. That can only be a line of life and death, irresistible, or even unable to escape!
He knew very well what this meant...
"When I was in Northwest Dao City, I could only surrender Yunni and could not escape. I could only surrender..."
Xingzhou City is not as exaggerated as thousands of mountains and rivers, but once you go back and forth, even if you fly eagles, you will have to spend more than a month.
Being so far apart, his magical powers can even defeat Yunni...
In the strong wind, Nie Longtian seemed to feel that the sky was a little cold.
The body of war, the master of the Martial Saint.
Apart from the few people in this world, he has never been so afraid of someone in decades.
Especially, that's just a junior who has just been promoted to the position of a great master and has been established in less than a year...
"Just a page of broken books, it's so terrifying?!"
Shocked, unwilling, afraid.
Looking down at the earth, Nie Longtian's chest was undulating and his breath was heavy, and a hint of regret couldn't help but feel a hint of regret in his heart.
He didn't know how Yang Yu did it, but this must have something to do with them not taking action immediately!
"Sir, let's wait..."
Han Feng's mansion followed closely, and in the strong wind, his face looked equally ugly, and he was shocked by the news that the Yunni Taoist was captured.
Although the Taoist Yunni is at the end of the list of beautiful poems, his reputation is too great. In the capital of God, he is known as a national teacher.
Such a person actually...
"The man is already full of wings, so he has to retreat temporarily..."
Nie Longtian looked indifferent.
He naturally knew that Yang Yu's method of "using life to repay life" had great restrictions and could not be used easily.
In the past few months, he has gathered Han Feng Mansion, Yan Xiaoer, Fang Yulong and several great masters invited from the martial arts world to work together to enter the city.
However, a big loss and a loss!
Even before entering the city, he was forced to leave by the Fangtian Painted Gaul's Gaulle, and spread throughout the world with the latest issue of the Bright Mountains and Rivers List.
He had no choice but to give up.
At this moment, Yang Yu, under the Martial Saint, had almost no resistance. Who would be willing to change with him?
Han Feng Mansion smiled bitterly and sighed.
He was not so afraid of the fog under his body. After all, Yang Yu could not exchange his life with him, but...
"If I had known today, if I had known today..."
He clenched his fingers tightly, Nie Longtian gritted his teeth and held his breath. While the fog was not completely covered, he rushed the flying eagle to stay away from the northwest road.
Even though he was angry and unwilling to accept it, he knew that even though Yunni was at the end of the list of beautiful things, he was a member of his peers.
He couldn't resist it, and he was afraid he could not resist...
On this day, Yun Ni was captured, Nie Longtian fled to the northwest road, Liushemen, Jinyiwei, and even the masters who were dormant here all retreated one after another.
And this news also spread throughout the world like a storm with the movements of the people.
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, more than 400 years have passed. Apart from the brief storm, for the first time, a place has completely escaped from the control of the court!
For a moment, the world shook.
...
...
Huh ~
Ten thousand eagles come from the east, covering the sky and the sun, and wherever they pass, they attract the attention of everyone.
Outside the Taoist Palace, Emperor Qianheng stood in front of the white jade railing with his hands behind his back, overlooking the earth, and saw white clouds and dogs, changing from time to time, mountains, rivers and mountains, and the mountains were visible at a glance.
"It is said that before ancient times, immortals and Buddhas were living in the world, and immortals often swelled in the clouds, traveled to the North Sea in the evening, stayed in glaciers at night, and traveled to the vast sea in the sun..."
Holding the railing, Emperor Qianheng sighed in his heart.
For many years, he has been observing the precepts of Taoism, practicing the three practices in the morning, middle and evening without interruption. Unfortunately, it seems to be as those people say, "The human emperor cannot become an immortal."
He has been unable to keep the precepts successfully.
Of course, he never believed in these things. According to his estimate, it should be because he had not taken the third step yet...
"The legend is true. There is an ancient heritage in our sect. In ancient times, there were countless immortal mountains in the world, and there were flying immortals everywhere..."
Holding the whisk in his hand, the old Taoist, whose hair and beard were white, said softly:
"However, Your Majesty is the emperor and the mortals. Even the ancient immortals must surrender. At this time, the power of the divine is difficult to show, but the change of heaven has not arrived.
Once the weather changes..."
"Fellow Daoist Feihong, if I were the emperor and the king, how could I dare to rebel and disobey?"
Emperor Qianheng came back to his senses, with a cold expression.
Fei Hongzi's heart sterned and said seriously again:
"It's just that the heavens have not yet arrived, and Your Majesty has not gained spiritual wisdom..."
"Yeah?"
Emperor Qianheng laughed, but did not bother him, just said:
"Fellow Daoist Feihong, you don't have to make a big fuss when you come back to your god, but if someone dares to activate the 'royal secret library', then you know what to do..."
"I understand."
Fei Hongzi responded, and was a little surprised again:
"That secret library is so precious, why don't your Majesty carry it with you? The human race bag can accommodate mountains, a secret library, I want to come..."
"Some people, I hope the secret store will stay, then, let them do it."
Emperor Qianheng smiled faintly.
Fei Hongzi's heart was a little cold, but he also understood: "If it were the prince..."
"Um?"
Emperor Qianheng's eyes were cold.
"I am wronged, Your Majesty forgive me..."
Fei Hongzi immediately lowered his head, bowed slightly, and disappeared from the Taoist Palace, like a breeze, sank into the sea of ​​clouds.
"Xue Dilong..."
Emperor Qianheng's eyes turned.
"His Majesty……"
Liu Jing came in a hurry, holding the silk book in his hand, and his body trembled slightly:
"What happened..."
"Where is there any rebellion, or where will the officials be killed?"
Emperor Qianheng looked as usual and asked casually.
"Return to Your Majesty, Yunni Zhenren, trapped, fell into the northwest, and was captured by others..."
"Um?!"
He suddenly turned around, Emperor Qianheng's breath became extremely terrifying for a moment, causing the Taoist Palace to let out a long-lasting roar:
"What did you say?"
Liu Jing couldn't help but breathe, lowered his head, and his voice hoarse: "Yun, Yunni Zhenren is trapped in the northwest and is captured by others..."
"He won't fight to the death?"
The cold voice of self-talk came, making Liu Jing's back wet and his heart beat violently. He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak.
"I treat him like a national teacher, and have been favored for decades. Fu Shuiguan is treated as a prince, but he dares..."
Emperor Qianheng closed his eyes and suppressed the anger in his heart. After a long time, he looked at Liu Jing, who was trembling, and his body trembled and raised the silk book high.
"The Book of Life and Death, and the Book of Life and Death..."
After glanced over, the silk book burned itself without fire, and instantly turned into white smoke and dissipated in the sky.
silence!
Liu Jing was breathing hard. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, a fall is a major change that has not been seen in four hundred years. I think..."
"When should I ask Zhang Xuanba?"
Emperor Qianheng interrupted his words, his eyes became sharp, and he was indifferent, and ordered:
"Transfer my order to order King An to "list the states" and to order Chen Tong, Han Wu and Mo Qilin to lead the east and west factories, and the elite Jinyiwei to cooperate!"
"His Majesty?!"
Liu Jing's heart trembled and he said in a lost voice:
"Chen Tong, Han Wu, Mo Qilin and others are chasing the nine elders of Liansheng Sect, don't act without any action!"
"The three of them should not be moved by themselves. Can Zhang Xuanba be moved by themselves?"
Emperor Qianheng's face was as heavy as iron, and his voice became sharp:
"Get down!"
With a angrily scolding, Liu Jing fell to cough up blood. Even if there were thousands of words, he had to swallow it together and retreated with a gray face.
In the strong wind, Emperor Qianheng looked cold:
"I want to see how long you live, and how much life you have, can you repay your life!"
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...
The invisible aura, which takes the city as the node and echoes the rest of the life and death book, spreads towards the entire Northwest Road at an extremely fast speed.
But this process does not happen overnight.
Northwest Dao has few cities and many mountains. According to Yang Yu’s estimates, this process will last at least more than a year or even longer.
However, fortunately, there are few cities and many mountains. Otherwise, even if the chaotic army attacked first and the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain would be able to win the entire northwest territory in just two years.
"call!"
A breath of turbid air was emitted, and Yang Yu calmed down. In front of him, this batch of "blood exchange pills" had been blessed.
Destiny is more or less backfire when it comes to individuals, but the pills are different. Even if there are hundreds or thousands, they are just a little tired and have no backfire.
He ordered people to take away this batch of elixirs and distribute them to the Xinjun.
Yang Yu got up and went out. The purple gold swallowing treasure gourd could not produce any fate out of nothing. He would go stroll on the street every few days.
With the life and death book in hand, understanding the people's sentiment is naturally an excuse, and absorbing fate is the goal.
"The gray life is no longer low..."
Feeling the trembling of the purple gold gourd, Yang Yu shook his head slightly in his heart.
Those with golden and red destiny will lose color once the destiny is absorbed, even if it will be regenerated.
Gray and white will not fall off the color, and even when it is regenerated, there is a very small possibility that it will produce a higher fate.
Because of the grayish whiteness, it is already low.
Without bringing a white dog, he also restrained his breath. Yang Yu's travel did not attract anyone's attention. When he walked by the streets and alleys, the purple gold gourd was already heavy and he didn't want to move.
"Fate..."
With a thought, the gray and white energy has vibrated in the purple gold gourd, and it is synthesized in two directions. The gray turns black, the white turns green, and the two directions are synthesized.
In the past few months, Yang Yu has not known how many fates he has synthesized, but in addition to the "blood-transforming pill", he has also left a large number of them.
However, above gray and white, whether green or black, it is not synthesized in two or two, but four or four.
When you get the green color, it is already a number of eight or eight. In this way, a golden fate and the low fate required are huge.
Light green, dark green, light green, dark green, light blue, light red, dark red...
Soon, the fate in the purple gold gourd was consumed, leaving only a faint purple color.
Chapter completed!