Chapter Thirty-Three: The Ancient Resurgence
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"The underworld is back, is Heavenly Court coming back too?" the old man sighed lightly, and then changed his words, "How is Kunlun's detection?"
"The Kunlun Divine Mountain is growing day by day, and the power of the Ancient Divine Mountain is overwhelming the cave sky, and it is impossible to enter the foot of the mountain unless the cave heaven realm. Wu Hai said his feelings with palpitations......
Tarzan's soldiers were about to end, and he watched the people of the military talk on it.
Ren Qing walked up from the crowd, and there was a commotion all around.
The military's Cave Heaven Realm powerhouse naturally knew him, after all, he was also a member of the military before.
Holding the ancient sword, Ren Qing stood on the rooftop with an indifferent expression.
Huang He Laosuo stood behind him, and Ren Qing swept through the restless crowd, "Anyone who, when you are on a mission, excludes dissidents with selfish desires, wantonly kills, and invests in enemies, Jiulongwei hereby advises you to be careful and settle accounts." ”
Ren Qing's voice was extremely flat, but it spread to every inch of the top of Mount Tai.
Hearing this, the faces of the strong men of the military froze, and the people below also discussed.
Some people's eyebrows were flushed, and some people looked at Ren Qing heavily, wanting to see if what he said was true or pretentious.
Jin Xuan is a person, and his background is very innocent, not to mention that he grew up in the countryside since he was a child, and he will not do these things if he says anything.
Therefore, he didn't feel anything about Ren Qing's words.
The people who were originally careful were already dissatisfied with Ren Qing.
Dongfang Nebula's black pupils flashed with a ghostly light, and he felt an emperor's qi on this person's body, and this emperor's qi and blood were cold and cold, which made him think of a person.
After everyone started talking, the strong man of the military kept clasping his fists and watching Ren Qing's jokes on the side, and he didn't go up to help.
Behind the old man of the Yellow River, the eighteen-zhang tall ancient Yellow River stele appeared, with a black chain on the stele, and if you looked closely, it was not a chain, but a black dragon.
The giant dragon was entrenched on the stone tablet, the hideous dragon head was facing everyone, and the golden dragon pupils had a terrifying coercion overlooking everything.
The ancient and fragmented text on the stele has a great providence on it, which makes it impossible to look at it directly.
The spirit pupils of the Eastern Nebula flickered, and the ancient heavenly power roared like a turbid thunder to suppress everything, and subconsciously closed his eyes, but his mouth made a sound, "Yellow River Heavenly Monument." ”
A shadow of the Yellow River suddenly appeared on the old man of the Yellow River, suppressing everything on the top of Mount Tai.
Ren Qing looked at the suddenly quiet crowd with a smile on his face, "So, does Jiulongwei have the strength?"
Everyone's pupils flickered with a ghostly light, and they stopped talking. The people in the military were blushing and silent.
The old man of the Yellow River took the coercion and stood aside.
That is the controller of the Yellow River Heavenly Monument? Dongfang Xingyun felt the coercion and thought to himself, this is the first time that he thinks that he can't get out of the whole body after being reborn.
When the Yellow River Lao Suo fought with the ghost general, he knew it. The strength has reached the current ceiling, and the powerhouse of the Spirit Fusion Realm is still the Tianjiao of the Soul Fusion.
Now it seems that he still underestimated him, and Dongfang Xingyun raised the status of the old man of the Yellow River to another level in his heart.
There were also a few old men who carefully looked at the appearance of the old man of the Yellow River, glanced at each other, and then looked at the old man of the Yellow River excitedly.
Respectfully saluted and said, "A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng, isn't the predecessor Mr. Ren of the previous Jiazi?"
"It's all the old days, don't mention it, now I'm just a river fisherman. I don't know how many of them are?" said the old man of the Yellow River lightly.
"Master Wei's miscellaneous servants, the old gentleman was like this back then, and now I am about to enter the ground, and the old gentleman's demeanor is still the same as it was back then. The eldest of the old men looked at Ren Pingsheng with eager eyes.
The frenzy in his eyes was as if he had seen God.
There is nothing wrong with calling Ren Pingsheng like God so, after all, this is a person who single-handedly overwhelmed an era in the previous era.
"yes, it's going to be grounded. Ren Pingsheng's cloudy gaze swept over several old people, and he sighed lightly.
A bright light flashed in Dongfang Xingyun's eyes, and he remembered that the ninth person in the merit monument of the previous life introduced Huang He Ren Pingsheng.
Thinking of it, Dongfang Xingyun looked at Ren Pingsheng with respect in his eyes.
When the people around were confused, the military people came out and hastily played a round, and everyone went down the mountain one after another to kill the beast.
In the coming months, they will be shuttling from mountain town to town, helping to relocate the population.
The prosperity of the strong and the darkness of the weak are about to begin, and the eastern nebula has a faint pupil.
"We're going to be like him, and we're going to surpass him. Jin Xuan followed the gaze of Dongfang Nebula and looked at the old man of the Yellow River, and patted Dongfang Nebula.
"......" Dongfang Xingyun couldn't help but complain in his heart, do you know who that person is?
"Let's go down the mountain, we also have to go to Qinzhou, Qinzhou is not far from here, but we still have to join the big army. Jin Xuan patted Dongfang Nebula's shoulder on the side and said.
Dongfang Xingyun regained his mind and went down the mountain with Jin Xuan.
On the way down the mountain, the two were speechless.
After everyone left, Ren Qing looked at Ren Pingsheng, that is, the old man of the Yellow River, "Should I call you the old man of the Yellow River or Ren Pingsheng, Mr. Ren?"
"You kid also come to bury me, let's call me old man, after all, it's all over, and the name should die in that era. The old man of the Yellow River scolded with a smile, and finally said flatly.
"Hey, how dare I bury you?"
The two of them walked to the south of Mount Tai, preparing to go to the land of the dragon and take the dragon lock.
After all, the evil dragon was making waves in the Yellow River, and he was about to lose control of it.
The two left a large and a small back under the sun, the big back is a little rickety and looks a little old, and the small back is straight to give people an indescribable vitality.
Listening to the conversation between the two of them, it feels like the two of them.
A black sedan got off the toll booth of the highway in the east of the imperial city, but a few minutes more than a tyrannical Toyota got off the highway.
Zhuge Ming sat in the car, idle and bored, so he got up a hexagram, looked at the hexagram, and looked back at his brows, "Throw off the car behind." ”
"Yes. Said the thin man who was driving.
As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, it was like a black arrow heading towards the training ground on the outskirts of the Imperial City.
The civil system of the Zhuge family in the army still has some energy, so Zhuge Ming's foothold in the imperial city was also arranged by his family in the troops of the imperial city.
There is another thing, that is, the reason why Zhuge Ming came here is for the Forbidden City.
Now all the antiques in the Forbidden City have recovered, and all the masters have been drawn to suppress the Forbidden City.
The museums in the other prefectures were also taken over by the government, and now Kyushu is surging.
Everything has become confusing, and now Kyushu is like a huge lake, with no trace of wind and waves calm on the surface, and all kinds of undercurrents are raging in secret.