Huh huh huh ~
The cold wind blew on the face, and above the wasteland, Zhuo Ligetu's face turned gloomy, his huge body broke through layers of airflow, and dust flew under his feet.
Lost...
A big loss and a loss!
In order to amaze and kill Yang Yu, he traveled to many places in three years, and traveled thousands or tens of thousands of miles before he was able to get the siege and killing today.
Qiao Shanhu, Dan Tai Mie and him attacked head-on, Ning Wuqiu was secretly dormant, and Wan Jiang and other two magical powers were the masters of externally urging their magical powers to weaken them.
There are even archers targeting them from afar.
This is certainly not as good as the time when he surrounded and killed Zhang Xuanba, but he asked himself that he could kill any master of the world.
Not to mention, Wang Muzhi was also dragged down.
What's more, the body-sacrificing seal in Yang Yu's body, which was a desperate blow to death, was seriously injured and dying.
He had expected such a desperate kill, but he never dreamed of it.
Then Yang Yu was clearly in a state of loss of both qi and blood, and his life was not long, but he could explode three times in a very short period of time, killing Ning Wuqiu, Qiao Shanhu, and Dan Tai Mie!
This is more than just horrible, it’s simply horrible!
That is the best in the world who has been in the world for decades and even fought with Zhang Xuanba!
But, dead...
All dead!
"Prime Yang!"
Feeling the tingling pain behind her back, Zhuo Ligetu staggered under her feet, and the uncontrollable depression surged from her chest:
"You deserve to die!"
A great sadness surged in his heart.
He was born in a noble family, had extremely talented people, and was supported by noble people. He was less than 60 years old and had been promoted to the Martial Saint and was at the level of the Tenth Capital.
He was once the leader of the three kings in the world. When he was angry, he cried. He never had the experience of escaping like a dog with a broken family.
I was still killed to such an extent by a junior who was less than one-third of my age...
At this moment, he couldn't help but remember the changes in heaven as the palace master said.
Heaven will overthrow all the old order. Today, it will definitely be far better than the ancients...
"The times really change. If you don't move forward, you will be abandoned..."
Before today, he actually didn't believe it, because he always believed that even if the spiritual tide rises and the world changes, he is already at the top of the world and will definitely go higher and higher.
He didn't believe that he would be surpassed by future generations, but now...
Buzz!
Before the words could echo, they were swallowed back by the sudden strong wind.
"who?!"
Zhuo Ligetu's face tightened, but he saw that in the strong wind, the cloak was flying, and the light of the Daoguang lifted the Fangtian Painted Rider and urged a red-blooded dragon horse with a mane as fire to come from the distance.
I don’t know how many miles or dozens of miles away, the long roar of a passionate dragon roar has arrived:
"Old dog, where can I go!"
"Start the Dao Light!"
Zhuo Ligetu was shocked at first, and then he realized that Yang Yu might not be exhausted if he didn't pursue him, but had already made plans.
Even today's battle was premeditated by the beast...
After a shock, a sudden burst of unknown anger arose in his heart:
"How dare you bully me like this?!"
With a roar, Zhuoligetu raised his battle axe, accompanied by the sound of rolling thunder, facing the Fangtian Painted Halberd that came from far and near and from top to bottom:
"I've chopped you!!!"
"Just work hard when you come up?!"
Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched, and then he laughed coldly, and his blood surged. The man used the horse's power to cut through the sky, like a thunder falling:
"Just you?!"
...
...
A martial saint-level battle beyond ordinary people's imagination made the already restless Northwest Road boil more and more.
Wherever the king passed, all the mountains were roaring and firecrackers were roaring.
After nine years of rest and recuperation, Northwest Road was no longer the same as wars that year, but many people in Daocheng did not forget that year.
Even before the rebellion of Yandongjun, the prefectures and prefectures in the northwest road had already been in chaos, and even the superficial peace could not be maintained.
"Northwest King!"
"Northwest King! King Yang, Yang Qiansui!"
"King Yang, Qian Qiansheng!"
...
The sounds of mountains and tsunamis blew the various flags around the royal deceased.
"Only people's hearts will have great luck. People's hearts will face each other, which determines the rise and fall of the country..."
In the chariot, Yang Yu fell and sat down, suppressing his own injuries and reviewing the gains and losses of the battle.
At the same time, it is also sensing the fluctuations of luck.
The innate destiny and acquired destiny are collectively called destiny.
One family, one state, one country, the so-called national fortune and king fortune are not created out of thin air, but rather the system gathers the fortunes of all people.
The amount of luck depends on the integrity of this system and all the military and civilians who agree with this system.
Therefore, when the country is prosperous in all dynasties, famous officials and good generals often emerge in endlessly. When the fortune falls, dragons and snakes in the world will rise together.
In the final analysis, luck has no increase or decrease, but it is just a corrupt system that is unpopular. If the vest is, luck will be dispersed. If luck is dispersed, the country will be destroyed.
It seems illusory, but in fact, it still cannot get rid of people's hearts.
‘Maybe, the legendary Divine Court doesn’t come from this kind of thing?’
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Yang Yu was slightly stunned. No one knew how his mind was spreading.
Wu Longsheng, who was walking side by side with Daoren Lin, looked at Wang Nian from time to time, but no matter how he looked, he could not see anything.
I don't know if he was really exhausted or deliberately causing this to lead the person in the dark to take action...
"call!"
Along the way, Yang Yu was also waiting, but there was no more trouble when Wang Yan returned to the palace until the week of patrol of the city was completed.
It seems that there are only seven people in the dark, including Zhuoligetu.
The means he left for the expected people seemed useless...
"What a pity, what a pity..."
His five fingers were slightly tightened, and Ying's body, which he had pinched into it, was penetrated. Yang Yu's face became a little paler.
During the three years when the seal of self-sacrifice could not be eradicated, he had various imaginations to deal with possible enemies.
Is it because I have no time to take care of others, or is there any other plan?
Or...
"Plop!"
The dull sound of landing broke Yang Yu's thinking.
Half-black and half-white, half-dry and half-rich, Yunni Taoist walked to the royal chariot and threw the person he mentioned to the ground:
"Your palace is like a sieve, and you were almost touched into the secret warehouse, and no one stopped you..."
In the cold and hard voice, with uncovered ridicule, the old Taoist turned around and left without waiting for a response.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The first captured Taoist Yunni would rather die than surrender. His changes began with Yang Yu’s return from Dingyang City.
Fu Shuiguan has taken the ban on Dayan Mountain in all dynasties as his mission. This was originally Zhang Yuanzhu's death, but later, it was the deep blood hatred between them before.
Therefore, even though his attitude was still cold and hard, it had begun to change. At least three years ago, he would never pay attention to anyone sneaking into the palace.
"Yang, Yang thief!"
Bound by the talisman light, the mud was like Zhang Bai who was limping on the ground, and his eyes were resentful and desperate:
"Why don't you die?!"
"Northwest Zhang family?"
After a change of thought, Yang Yu already knew the origin and purpose of this person.
He did not care about this Zhang Bai before.
At present, although the master cannot be said to be insignificant to him, it cannot pose any threat.
Naturally, I won't stare at it all the time.
Although the life and death book can cover the billions of soldiers and civilians in the entire Northwest Road, it is impossible for him to monitor the movements of billions of people all the time.
"well."
With a sigh, Cheng Yiyuan walked out of the crowd and bowed in the fearful eyes of the crowd:
"The prince will give this person to me and will definitely give the prince a satisfactory explanation."
“No need.”
Even without looking at him, Yang Yu raised his hand slightly, and the imperial guards came forward to take him down:
"I have my own laws on the Northwest Road, so there is no need for outsiders to explain to me..."
Cheng Yiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he still took a step back and made way.
boom!
boom!
At noon, the salutes were fired in the palace, and large areas of fireworks bloomed, even in the sun.
Its coverage is also extremely large, and the entire Dao City can be seen no matter where it is.
...
"Ordinary materials are a bit bad..."
The noise in the front yard did not affect Qi Changfa in the back yard at all. The former head of the Tiangong Courtyard, who was a "scientific craftsman", touched his chin and was thinking.
The salute that could cover the whole city was made by him, which he made with the simplest materials.
It has sufficient power and can be compared with thunder and fire bombs.
"However, the superposition of materials can only change in quantity, but not qualitatively..."
With a casual wave, the materials in front of him turned into neatly arranged firecrackers in the hazy fog.
Lin An looked at the old man with hair in awe. This was not the first time he saw him making items, but he was still shocked.
The reason why Qi Changfa was able to take charge of Tiangong Academy was the first-hand magical craftsmanship.
This magical power has no ability to attack or protect the body. The only use is manufacturing.
As long as he has seen any item and has materials, he can ignore any cumbersome procedures and make it take shape in an instant!
Thunderbolt fire bombs, armored vehicles, mysterious light mirrors... and so on. He has made countless products in the past three or four years.
He also became an important figure in Northwest Road in one fell swoop, and he could even come to a small half of the palace for him to place materials and make various attempts.
"After all, there is a missing part, if the axe is in hand..."
Allowing the crowd to move the salute away, ripples in Qi Changfa's heart could not help but appear.
The magical craftsmanship is one, and only when two Taoist fruits are combined can he master the magical powers of the "Tiangong" level "The magical craftsmanship".
pity……
"Dongyue Dao is really a miracle? Or is it that iron stream is deceiving me?"
My mind moved, and Qi Changfa had the idea of ​​leaving again.
He didn't know whether the Dongyuedao's letter was true or false, but he still couldn't help but want to go and read it...
A magical craft, a single one is already an extremely precious thing. If the two are combined, they will have an incredible and wonderful use.
If he is synthesized into a magical craft, then what he can create is not only the objects he sees, but only the objects that exist in his imagination, but are also somewhat sure that he can create them.
What is the A-Car that carries thousands of people and travels thousands of miles a day?
He was even sure to create a net that he expected to include all the people in the world...
At that time, even if there are two people separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they can talk face to face, and there will be no misunderstandings or conflicts in this world.
The world may be truly peaceful.
"Everything will be said after the princess's wedding..."
Taking a deep breath, suppressed his eagerness, Qi Changfa stood up and headed towards the front yard.
He stayed in Northwest Road not only because Qin Si saved his life, but also because of the princess's magical powers.
To drive away mistakes and keep them intact, this magical power is not as good as his.
...
The wedding begins.
Amid the sound of salutes one after another, many guests who arrived sooner or later flocked to the royal palace.
Accompanied by the sound of singing, we were welcomed into the palace, and the lively hustle and bustle blow away the shadow that had just ended.
"Hanging Mountain, Baimei Zhenren, a pair of thousands of years of ginseng, three hundred forged Xuan soldiers, and one excellent martial arts..."
"Lanke Temple, Master Guangjue, one big elixir..."
"Sword Cast Villa, the owner of Long Manor, hundreds of forged black iron swords, ten forged black iron swords and hundreds of skull stones..."
"The elder of Canfeng Temple, Master Zhichang, took a breath of Han Guangshao, a few agate, and the best spiritual medicine..."
"The Ding'an Palace, there are eighteen dragon horses..."
"Zhaocaijinbao Chamber of Commerce, the boss gave a gift, 660,000 taels of gold, 880,000 taels of silver, 100 shops, 3,000 hectares of fertile land..."
"Lu Qingting, Hanging Mountain, Gu Qingyi..."
...
In the palace, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain greeted each other with smiles. Fang Ada stood beside him, looking at the crowd coming like a tide, feeling very boring.
Whether it is the King's Hall or the wedding, the princes did not invite many people at all. Ninety-nine percent of the people who gathered today did not receive the invitation.
But they are still giving gifts.
Even though he was blocked from the door again and again, he still never left. The sound of salutes was only more than ten times, and the outside of the palace was already crowded.
"I can't enter without any invitation. My prince has accepted your wishes, but I will give up this gift!"
Wu Changbai had no expression on his face, blocking waves of visitors.
He was naturally very impatient. At this moment, Qin Lihu was afraid that he would go to the table, but he wanted to welcome the guests in front of the door...
However, on such a day, there was a smile in front of him, and he really had no other way.
"Linlong King's Mansion, I pay tribute to King Zhao of the Western Palace..."
Suddenly, the air seemed to solidify, and in one sentence, suppressed the hustle and bustle of more than a thousand people present.
"Linlong Prince's Mansion!"
Wu Changbai took a breath and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
After that, King Dongyang, King Longyuan's Mansion, Qingzhou, Yunzhou... many forces that have a close relationship with the imperial court also arrived one after another.
When Qi Daoguang, who was covered in blood, stepped forward with his head, the sound of salutes stopped one after another.
"Hold it!"
Wu Changbai respectfully bowed to the head, and said in person:
"The eldest son of the Linlong Daoqi family, the head of the royal court on the golden tent, Zhuoligetu has a head!"
Wow!
There was an uproar inside and outside the palace and shocked.
When Daoren Lin welcomed him out of the mansion, he did not expect that Qi Daoguang actually took down Zhuoligetu...
"This old dog..."
Qi Daoguang opened his mouth and black blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth:
"If you fight for your life, will your life be stronger than me!"
While speaking, he stepped into the palace, but he saw a couple of newcomers paying homage to each other in the front hall with lanterns.
"His breath..."
Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched and he smelled an unusual breath. When he was about to sit down, he suddenly saw that Yang Yu, who had finished worshiping, raised his head.
Outside the door, a sound with a strong Ding'Andao accent sounded:
"King of Breaking, treat us...
Chapter completed!