Chapter 950: Purple Mountain's Great Victory
Purple Mountain's victory, this news is like a huge wave, in three days, swept the north and south of the crape myrtle river.
Many holy lands have been waiting for a long time, no matter who wins or loses, it will be beneficial to them, after all, most of the holy lands in Nanling have been stirred in.
Three days ago, an important mineral vein in the Holy Land of Chen Qixia, a soldier of the Xiao family, controlled the 30,000 miles around the Chixia Mountain Range, saying that it was to resist the invasion of the dark bamboo in the southeast.
Many people think this is an excuse, but what is embarrassing is that on the second day, more than 200,000 people appeared in the southeast. occupied tens of thousands of miles of territory in the Huoyun Cave and the Water Moon Holy Land, and was blocked by the Xiao family outside Chixia Mountain.
In the northwest, the Flying Feather Holy Land was attacked by two enemies, Night Rain Villa and Dark Bamboo launched a war against it at the same time, the Flying Feather army never returned, a large area of the Flying Feather Holy Land fell, and the Flying Feather Holy Lord personally went to Taixuan to ask for troops, but was unexpectedly intercepted and killed by someone and almost died......
Dazhong Domain, the center of wind and rain, no one could have imagined that the dark bamboo in the ancient city of Lingnan would directly enter the Chaotian Divine Land, fortunately, the early Yuan Dayan reacted in time, and the dark bamboo seemed to be unwilling to make a big scene.
However, this is also greatly damaged, and the territory is not as good as the two holy lands of Heavenly Fire and Light at this moment......
In the First World War in the Southwest, the holy land of the entire Nanling was all involved, and it was the light dust holy land that did not ask about the world, and it also sealed the road for the dark bamboo to go west......
After the destruction of the Holy Land, some hidden holy land sects also put up flags. Dongtu, the land of the Yuwen family occupies tens of thousands of cities in the holy places such as Jiangzuo, Gongzhi and Guanjia, and has become a major holy place in Dongtu. In other parts of crape myrtle, a similar situation occurs.
That night, in the Purple Mountain Divine Land, Su Yang was surrounded by Zi Lingling and they poured wine vigorously.
They are all Purple Mountain 10,000-year-old wines, and they can be drunk even if they are saints. But in the end, he was drunk and fell to the ground, and even Panlong was drunk, and Su Yang and Duan Kongkong were still carrying a wine jar there with great strength.
"Dead fatty, still drink you today?"
Su Yang smiled, his face was burgundy. Now not to mention that his cultivation has recovered, he can see that Duan Kongkong's name is Xiao Jiujiu, even if he guesses, Duan Kongkong is cheating. Wait until he pulls out the large mirror inside him and see how many sips he can drink.
"When it comes to drinking, I've never been afraid of anyone. Come. ”
Duan Kongkong shouted, secretly covering the mirror in his body, the eyes on the other side were not vegetarian, and at the same time, he was also thinking of a way in his heart, how to seal Su Yang's meridians, and not let him evaporate the wine again......
Drinking heartily, both of them were calculating each other. At this time, Zi Yundong walked out from inside, and saw some people lying on the steps, and his brows seemed to be displeased.
"You two old thousands, are you still fighting, come with me. ”
As soon as Zi Yundong's voice fell, Su Yang's body seemed to pass through a burst of electricity, and his whole body trembled, Duan Kongkong slapped his forehead, and with an oops, he fell to the ground directly, and snored by the way.
Su Yang smiled awkwardly and followed Zi Yundong, ready to be trained. ……
In the Purple Bamboo Forest, Zi Yundong asked Su Yang and said, "Why do you want to take the path of the King Sacrifice? Wouldn't it be better to have a stable human king combat power?"
Su Yang smiled bitterly, he really wanted to ask about this kind of thing.
"I didn't know that way was actually called the King Sacrifice, I was rushing through the level, I shattered all the life wheels in one breath, and the Great Dao melted into flesh and blood, forming my inner world. After that, after some recuperation, that's it. ”
As Su Yang spoke, a light cluster appeared in the palm of his right hand, and the aura of the light cluster was strong and weak, but now it was steadily rising......
This is the embodiment of the power of Su Yang Dao, Zi Yundong opened his mouth, and seemed to not know what to say, smashing the wheel of life, what is this......
"The king sacrifice is not as ruthless as him, the king sacrifice will tear up the avenue at most, but in the eyes of ordinary people, this is self-defeating. But he has taken the most ancient path. ”
On the eaves, a man sat there, looking very comfortable.
He saw Su Yang's light group very clearly, which reflected Su Yang's strength. Su Yang's cultivation did not fall as badly as people imagined......
"Bamboo guest seniors. ”
Ziyun Dong and Su Yang both greeted him, that was the young Saint King of Ziyun Pavilion, in terms of seniority, Ziyan had to call his ancestor when he came.
What he said just now named one thing, this is not a royal sacrifice, but it is even more ruthless than a royal sacrifice.
Ziyunke turned over and walked down, smiled, and said: "I walked through an ancient place and saw a record, saying that before the Eight Desolations, the ancestors of the mythical era did not cultivate the wheel of life earlier, and directly used flesh and blood as the carrier of the Dao. ”
The ancestors did not cultivate the wheel of life, but carried the road in the flesh. This sentence shook the two of them. This is another difficult thing to understand, the Taoist Sutra is the mother scripture of the monk, but is the person who created the Taoist Sutra the first monk in the world? What about the person before that person? What is the method of cultivation.
"That's right...... I want to see where the ancient land is. Su Yang lost his mind for a while, and then said.
Zizhuke said this, which made him very excited. He also heard what Broken Sword said about the mythical ancestors, and there is an indispensable connection between the two.
"On the Starry Sky Road, a large tomb floating in the universe. ”
Zizhuke said many things to Su Yang and Ziyundong, all of which were difficult to find in ancient books. Many of them are the experiences of Zizhu Ke after they became sanctified......
"When this is over, I will also go. I believe that for millions of years, there must be some people like me in this world. You're like this, it's better to take it easy. ”
The sky was cloudy, and the three of them talked for a few hours.
Zizhuke smiled and patted Su Yang on the shoulder. At this moment, Zizhuke feels very relaxed, and everything is not pressing.
After he left, Su Yang and Zi Yundong both had a lot of things to do. Ziyundong has not rested in the past few days.
Some major events and general directions still have to be confirmed by his nod.
"That senior's appearance, that dress, is too similar to you, could it be a direct line?" Su Yang grinned at the corner of his mouth and pointed to the roof.
"No, we are the descendants of Zhu Ming, Zhu Ming is his own brother, his cultivation is not high, but his mind is flexible, and he is the holy lord of that generation. At this point, Ling Ling is quite similar to him. This uncle, not counting the age of blood hiding, is only over a thousand years old at the moment......"
Zizhuke broke through the saint at a very young age, and when he was at the peak of the saint, the suppression of heaven and earth began to become obvious, and the breakthrough saint began to become unattainable, and the Shengwang Road was even more of a road to the sky.
Not many people know about this matter, only the Holy Lords and Great Elders of the past generations know.
(End of chapter)