Mount Tai has an unusual 'status' in the minds of the Chinese people, which covers an area of 2.42 hectares, 1545 meters above sea level, and is one of the five mountains.

Legend has it that in ancient China, there were many emperors who enshrined Zen here, which added a lot of mystery to it.

In previous lives, most warriors believed that there would be relics of Mount Tai. But in fact, until the moment when everyone in the world was reborn, there were no relics of Mount Tai.

At this moment, Mount Tai is still crowded. In the hearts of most Chinese people, Mount Tai in the previous life is not without relics, but the time has not yet come, and it has not yet appeared. Nowadays, there are all kinds of gaffes on the earth that deviate from the trajectory of previous lives, so many people firmly believe that the 'relics' of Mount Tai may be born early.

Jade Emperor Top!

In the Jade Emperor Temple, incense is flourishing, and devout believers kneel in front of the statue of the Jade Emperor God.

Suddenly, the faces of all the pilgrims in the Jade Emperor Temple changed drastically, and their eyes were full of disbelief and consternation, looking at the ...... who walked in from the door Monk.

The monk looked very young, at most in his twentieth decade, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, red lips and teeth, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a reassuring and tranquil temperament.

Barefoot, with red ropes tied around his ankles, and his hands folded, he walked slowly into the main hall.

Looking at the huge statue of the Jade Emperor God, the monk couldn't help but smile in a low voice, "Yuan Yang, you are really courageous, and even your own palace has been occupied." ”

"Amitabha!"

With a Buddha name, the space around the monk suddenly overflowed like water.

The believers in the Jade Emperor Temple looked confused one by one, and then returned to normal, but they seemed to have forgotten the monk who had just arrived, and were doing their own things.

The stars are moving.

The monk appeared in front of a group of palaces, each of which was magnificent, like a ferocious beast hibernating.

The horizontal plaque in the central palace reads 'Zhenbei Palace' with three big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

On both sides of the palace are two stone sculptures, which look like tigers but not tigers, with wings on their backs, which are very similar to the white tigers in mythological stories.

"Roar!!

As the monk appeared, the two statues shook violently suddenly, and there were bursts of tiger roars, which were deafening.

The smile on the monk's handsome face did not decrease, and he walked slowly towards the palace.

After the monk passed by the two stone carvings, the tiger roar disappeared, and auspicious clouds rose in all directions.

"Welcome to the King of Zhenxi!"

A loud voice rang out from inside the palace.

The monk's eyelids were raised, and there was a hint of surprise in his starry eyes, and he walked into the main hall step by step.

Above the main hall was a large black chair, flanked by eighteen blood-stained chairs, which were terrifyingly red.

On the chair on the left sat a young man in battle armor.

The young man's face was like a torch, staring at the king of Zhenxi, Faqing, who walked into the main hall, "The king of Zhenxi came uninvited, I don't know what is going on?"

"You're not dead?" Fa Qing looked at the young man with some surprise, "With your realm, you should have returned to dust and dust......"

Suddenly, Fa Qing's face showed a sudden look, "I understand, the reason why you survived is that the other seventeen war gods continued to give you the power of your soul, so that your soul vitality continues, so that you can live until now." ”

The young man didn't answer Fa Qing, stared at him indifferently, and asked again, "King Zhenxi, this is Zhenbei Palace, what is the matter with you?"

Fa Qing smiled but did not speak.

"Boom !!"

The young man's eyes narrowed and he slowly got up.

As he got up, the palaces in this area shook in unison, stirring up the wind and clouds, and there were endless golden dragon qi overflowing from the void and submerging into the young man's body, causing his qi to continue to rise.

"Dragon Qi Na Body, you're a good means. ”

Mount Tai is the place where dozens of emperors have been enshrined in Zen throughout the ages, and its vast and majestic dragon energy will naturally gather here.

"Zhenbei Sidu Tongyuan, dare to ask why the king of Zhenxi came to my Zhenbei Palace?"

At this moment, the young man's qi rose to the extreme, causing the space to vibrate constantly, and even more endless rules descended on him, and vaguely, the young man's waist was locked by a chain of laws.

"Zhenbei Wang Yuanyang has even abandoned his identity, why are you waiting?"

"Presumptuous!"

Yuan Xuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and he shouted, "Fa Qing, this is not the place for you to be presumptuous, leave immediately." ”

"Amitabha!"

Fa Qing smiled and shook his head, "I came here to find something that has cause and effect with Yuanyang, since you are still alive, come with me over there." ”

"Buzz !!"

"Fa Qing, you are bold!"

"Desecrate the king of Zhenbei, there is no forgiveness for killing!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill !!"

What surprised Fa Qing happened again, and phantoms appeared on the empty seventeen chairs, one by one, like angry King Kong, rolling obsessions constantly intertwined, surging towards the original three.

What's even more terrifying is that a piece of vision appeared behind the original three, and an emperor wearing a dragon robe appeared, each of whom carried endless 'public opinion' and 'heavenly dao'.

As the emperor, he won the will of the people and was favored by heaven.

Since ancient times, all the emperors who came to Mount Tai to seal Zen have left an obsession, which is manifested at this moment.

If Fa Qing is an enemy of Yuan Xian at this moment, he is an enemy of the emperors of the past and present, an enemy of the endless people, and an enemy of the earth and heaven.

"Good, good means. ”

Fa Qing couldn't help but raise his hand and applaud, "Zhenbei Palace is really a big demon, if it weren't for Yuan Yang back then, with the talent and affection of your eighteen war gods, it would be enough to be crowned king." Now, I'm very envious of Hara. ”

After saying that, Fa Qing shook his head, and his figure suddenly faded, "Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yang is still alive, the position of the king of Zhenbei, it is not your turn to sit." If you want to sit in the position of the king of the north of this town, you can come to me. I'm sure you'll be able to find me. ”

As Fa Qing left, Yuan Yan clenched his fists, his resolute face covered with struggle, and looked up at the huge chair directly above.

The Eighteen God of War is alive for him, why is this?

Because, he was unwilling to die like that.

Gritting his teeth, Hara raised his feet and walked towards the steps leading to the black giant chair.

"Boom !!"

When Yuan San's right foot landed on the first step, the palace shook, and the seventeen illusory shadows that manifested looked towards Yuan Yuan in unison.

"Why?

Yuan Yan's face was full of hideousness, and he roared almost hysterically, "Why are you stopping me? Just let me sit once, just once." In that case, I can go down to accompany you, why don't you agree? Where is my Yuan Yang inferior to Yuan Yang? He Yuan Yang only knows the Zhennan Wang Tianyou clan, and the big and small affairs of the Zhenbei Wangfu are all presided over ......by my Yuan Yuan.

"Woo woo woo !!"

As he spoke, Yuan Yan suddenly burst into tears, howling and crying, "Why do you want to stop me?" Zhenbei Wangfu was created by my Yuan Yuan, and he Yuan Yang just brought us together by chance, I am the 'soul' of Zhenbei Wangfu, and I am Yuan Yuan, !!."