The Demon King Road is smooth out with an incomparably amazing knife, because it can be extremely Dao, so it can be extremely Dao. * The knife move is the most powerful knife move, on the power. Or it's not much above the perfect knife drawing technique, which is the most dangerous knife move, but it's not bad.

The sword move that is extremely affectionate and extremely Dao is almost the same as the four sword flow sword moves of the Tongtian Sect Master.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

The Tongtian Sect Master's hand shook a few times quickly, and the four swords were ejected from their sheaths almost at the same time, and the four swords came out together to resist this sword move, and then, the Tongtian Sect Master asked, "My move." I guess it's only been developed for a short time. ”

"Yes." Zhuang Wangu responded.

"It's a very interesting move, if it develops later. It's almost comparable to my Four Sword Stream. The leader of the Tongtian Sect said.

"No, I have no intention of developing this trick." Zhuang Wangu put the Dream Splitting Knife into the sheath: "This move is just for memory, to remember the passing years." ”

"That's right, it's all a move from memory." The Tongtian Sect Master muttered in a low voice, similar to Zhuang Wangu, the Tongtian Sect Master also had such a move. And not generally powerful. It's just that the Tongtian Sect Master won't use it anymore, because it's a memory.

"You two. It's almost time to try the trick, let's drink together. Zhen Yuanzi sat in front of the gravestone on the side: "I don't know why, I really want to drink today, since I came, let's drink together." ”

"It's fine." The leader of the Tongtian Sect said.

Zhen Yuanzi, Tongtian Sect Master, and Zhuang Wangu sat in front of the tombstone, Zhen Yuanzi obviously didn't drink often, and he was almost choked on the first sip. The Tongtian Sect Master sneered: "Alas, I haven't been able to drink for so many years, Zhen Yuanzi. How do you mix it. ”

Zhuang Wangu was also drinking. In my mind, I can't help but think about everything in the past. Thinking for thousands of miles, pouring wine here.

Start drinking. Zhen Yuanzi was still drinking smoothly. But immediately the more he drank, the smoother he became, his face flushed, in order to experience the feeling of being drunk, Zhen Yuanzi did not use mana to relieve hangover, and that drunkenness became more and more serious: "Which one said, sobering up can relieve sorrow." It doesn't solve the worry at all. ”

"The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn. Borrowing wine to drown sorrow is even more sorrowful. The Tongtian Sect Master smiled at the moment: "You have to borrow wine to drown your sorrows." Useless. If it works. Then I'm not like this now, Zhen Yuanzi, Zhen Yuanzi. Let's get drunk. ”

Zhuang Wangu drank wine. The long song chanted: "People are inexhaustible in pain in the bitter years, and the taste of wine is endless!" Liquor burnt head. Only burn the ignorance of young people, and the world is worried. Mourn me, grief and hatred; Wine is a friend. Blood and sorrow, pain suffer, drip with me in the cup of wine! "This is a poem that Zhuang Wangu has seen before.

Zhuang Wangu stood up, patted his shirt, and left.

Zhen Yuanzi and Tongtian Sect Master did not get up to send each other. In the midst of such characters. Why do you need to send it, before leaving, Zhuang Wangu can still hear the voice of Zhen Yuanzi and the master of Tongtian Sect: "Time, life." ”

Yes, or, that's fate.

In the vast sky, there seems to be a faint kind of destiny, the mandate of heaven cannot be violated, people and saints, are ants under the sky, the difference is that some ground ants are larger, some ants are smaller, and that's it.

All beings are suffering!

On Luoxia Island, there were a lot of wine jars, Zhen Yuanzi and Tongtian Sect Master, who were still drinking there: "Come, Tongtian." To be honest, to be honest, up to now, the two of us are both losers, and we are pitiful. ”

"Go, I'm more pitiful than you." Tongtian put his arm on Zhen Motoko's shoulder.

When you are worried, you drink to make people drunk.

The tombstone stood quietly and solemnly, and Tongtian and Zhen Yuanzi were drunk and fell in front of them.

On Luoxia Island, it is rainy and rainy, and the peach blossoms are gorgeous.

The Battle of Luoxia Island. It's been 100,000 years, that battle has not remained in the annals of history, there is no audience for that battle, Zhen Yuanzi is not, he has not seen that battle with his eyes at all, that battle is only a hand between Tongtian and Zhuang Wangu.

At this time, the most notable battle was the battle between Zhuang Wangu and the Daoist, and that battle was spread in countless immortal caves. Of course, in the earthly record. There is no such battlefield. In the current world, even the battle between the Shang and Zhou dynasties in the past has almost forgotten.

Now the land of the five dynasties. It is no longer the dynasty of the past, 100,000 years of vicissitudes, and I don't know how many dynasties have changed in the world. Now the Earth Dynasty is called the Tie Dynasty. Standing on the earth, it was not long after the founding of the country, and the national strength was strong, and at this time in the world, there were all kinds of demon kings.

The strength of these demon kings is not high. Most of them are heaven-shaking level, and there is a Zhentian-level that is quite remarkable, at this time, the scene. Some are like Zhuang Wangu, when they first crossed over, it was not that there were no awesome characters. It's just that the cattle will not appear at all before the catastrophe.

The heaven-shaking level is walking sideways, the Zhentian level is almost invincible, it is the situation at this time, even the heavenly court has no masters, and the Zhentian-level can make trouble in the heavenly palace.

History is always circulating.

In the middle of Nanhua Tianzhong, Zhuang Wangu sighed deeply, because at this time, it was almost time to go to the northern great universe, which was about to be biochemical. Zhuang Wangu wants to go to the northern universe. Incarnate Hongjun. The supreme road of achievement.

For the place where the ancient universe has stayed for more than a million years, Zhuang Wangu always has some feelings, and at the same time he is also sighing, when the earth Xuanmen master Shengfeng was not confused, he was quite capable, and he calculated his own Arctic holy appearance, the Arctic holy is not the Arctic sanctification, but the Arctic has become the supreme among the saints - incarnate Hongjun.

Pulling out his clothes slightly, Zhuang Wangu stood up and instructed his disciple Liu Xuan: "I will go to the northern universe first, and when the opportunity comes, the heavens and the earth will open." will return to this South China Heaven, and let you and others go to the northern universe. Achieve the supreme avenue and establish the first innate teaching. ”

"Yes." Liu Xuanyan said.

"Tell the others about this." After saying that, Zhuang Wangu flew straight to the great cycle, and when he was about to leave the ancient universe, his mind suddenly moved, as if an old man was coming, and he was floating in the sky at the moment, but he saw that there were two characters fighting on the ground.

These two characters, one of whom I don't know, seems to be demonic, they should be the demon king on the ground, a demon king at the level of Zhentian, and they seem to be very secretive. The demon king shouted: "Don't that Yang Jian." You've been famous for a long time. But how could I, the Horned Demon King, be afraid of you? ”

The opponent of this Bullhorn Demon King is none other than Yang Jian. Yang Jian easily waved the three-pronged and two-edged knife. suppressed this horned demon king quite casually, and Zhuang Wangu also saw it at this time. Yang Jian is simply playing, and he is playing by suppressing his strength to one hundred thousandth.

Sensing Zhuang Wangu's breath coming down from the sky, Yang Jian didn't play again. Easily kicked the horned demon king thousands of miles away. At this moment, he came up with some skills, about one in ten thousand, and the horned demon king was also stunned. I didn't understand why Yang Jian suddenly became so strong, and the aura at that moment was too terrifying.

But. This is only one ten-thousandth of Yang Jian's strength.

In the next moment, Yang Jian was holding a three-pronged and two-edged knife. Standing in front of Zhuang Wangu: "Nanhua Zhenren recently repaired the avenue. It's been a long time since I've seen it. ”

"Yang Jian, you are still interested, and your strength will be reduced to one in 100,000. Suppress these demon kings to play, just pinch your fingers. You're still in Heaven, and you're in front of some Heavenly Court, is it fun to play like this? Zhuang Wan said.

"It's not that interesting. It's just that. I'm a war general myself, and I was too calm before the catastrophe, so I played in Heaven. Of course, if the Emperor dares to live impatiently, what do you really want me to do. I wouldn't mind lifting his head off. Yang Jian said quite coldly, without any exaggeration, one hundred thousandth of a force. It is enough to sweep away the current earth, heaven, and ground, this is Yang Jian's horror.

"Just try it out." Zhuang Wangu smiled slightly: "I will go to the northern great universe to incarnate Hongjun, that great universe, and some quasi-saint creatures." After the opening of the world, there will be a great catastrophe. Those quasi-saints in Hongmeng are basically killed. ”

"Are you interested in having a handful of it?"

"Generally quasi-holy. It can be done with about one percent of the force, but it's more comfortable than using one hundred-thousandth of the strength now. Yang Jian said: "Yes, then let's go." ”

At the moment, Zhuang Wangu and Yang Jian only went to the northern great universe, while the ancient great universe earth demon kings were happy to go, without a casual killing star, the departure of the first general of the Heavenly Palace. The demon kings of the ancient universe have been very excited for a long time.

There was only about the Ox Horn Demon King, and he still remembered Yang Jian's momentum that erupted at the last moment. Just kick yourself into the air 10,000 miles away.

Let's say that Zhuang Wangu and Yang Jian went straight to the north of the universe, Zhuang Wangu turned into Hongjun, and opened an altar in the Arctic Palace to preach, and I don't know how many prehistoric creatures came here to listen. The mana of those who have the opportunity is greatly improved. And those who don't get the opportunity are just that, it's not good.

It is also said that in this northern universe, another 100,000 years, Pangu opened the world, and these Hongmeng creatures in the future, but listen to the words of the Nanhua real person who incarnated Hongjun in the Arctic Palace: "This is the first calamity that opened the world, in this calamity." The number of days is destined, and there is only one line of vitality. ”

Zhuang Wangu preached in the Arctic Palace, and Yang Jian stood coldly in the heaven and earth. Finally opened the world, there were a few people in the Arctic Palace who listened to the sermon and the mana was okay, and Yang Jian was a little moved. You must know that the ancient universe, because too many quasi-saints came, so the aura was absorbed, and the ancient universe itself did not produce any masters.

But the northern universe is different, and there are still some masters. These made Yang Jian himself moved. Of course. Yang Jian still didn't plan to use his real skills, and the opponent still had some material, suppressing it at one-tenth of his strength.

Yang Jian killed, Zhuang Wangu sat in the Arctic Palace, he naturally knew that Yang Jian was the first saint of the northern universe destined for days, although Yang Jian's current fight was playing, in fact, he had been suppressing his own strength to hone himself, and the northern universe killed the Dao saint Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's current special ability. In fact, Zhuang Wangu is a little interested, but as Hongjun, it is not easy to take action in person, since he has opened the world, he will call the red boy, Chen Luanfeng, Zhuang Yu, Zhuang Huo, and the four masters under his seat.

Among the four. It is not known which one will be sanctified, and the number of days is unknown.

For another 300,000 years, Buddhism was prevalent in the northern universe. There is a Buddha who calls himself the Ancient Buddha, and this Ancient Buddha created Buddhism. Booming.

"There is still some material for this nostalgic Buddha." Zhuang Yu is playing with a feather fan in his hand, and now Zhuang Yu is also a saint: "To be honest, his personal qualifications and strength are no longer under the Ying Sheng, but even more so above the Ying Sheng, and Buddhism is not extinct." ”

"What, Erlang Zhenjun, are you interested?"

"I'm only interested in slaughtering saints." Yang Jian said coldly, yes, although he is known as the saint of the northern universe, Yang Jian often rushes into the great cycle to slaughter the saints, and now the saints who have died under Yang Jian's hands have reached as many as five. surpassed the slaughtering master Zhuang Wangu of the year.

"Why is the saint not interested, then only he has to develop." Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, yes, destroying this nostalgic Buddha is as simple as pinching ants, so there is no interest.

Arctic Palace. Ice flowers are like trees. Sparse and cold.

Zhuang Wangu stood alone in the Arctic Palace, as Hongjun, but he was so lonely.

At this time, Zhuang Wangu already knew the news. I heard that someone went to Xiyan to learn scriptures again, and the people who learned the scriptures were no longer Tang monks and apprentices, but changed a group of people, and went to the Buddhism of the ancient Buddha.

However, its purpose is no different from the journey to the west back then. It's just that Zhuang Wangu was the demon king in the past, but now, he is standing in Hongjun's position.

Qing Qing was cold and miserable, and smiled slightly, of course, the previous coldness was just self-deprecation, not so serious.

For this journey to the west, Zhuang Wangu didn't have any ideas. There is no reaction to the actions of the ants, and it is better for the saints under them to play. The only thing that sighs is that it starts from the Journey to the West and ends with the Journey to the West.

Great Cycle!

For so many years, if I have regrets, I haven't said goodbye to Mo Fei. That arrogant, cold, plum blossom accompanied by a strange man with a murderous nature.

"I failed." Mo Fei stood quietly and peacefully with his hands in his hands, and his face was full of sadness and joy. This was the failure of Murphy to compete for the position of saint that year.

Mo Fei played with the white plum branch in his hand: "This is most likely the last time you will see me." ”

Mo Fei said this back then, but he didn't expect that it would be the last time Zhuang Wangu saw Mo Fei.

Pacing gently in this cold Arctic Palace, Zhuang Wangu analyzed a plum branch, and the plum branch flowers were like fragrance.

Plum blossoms are lonely. It's even more fragrant.

Goodbye, guys.

The plum branch fell slowly from the hand.