God?

Su Jie looked confused, where is the god in this world?

"What will it be......"

Potter's eyes twinkled.

He still remembers the collision of that night, and that kind of power has surpassed all cultivators in ancient and modern times, and has gone beyond the scope of 'human'.

Like a god and Buddha walking on the ground, even in the face of the world's most powerful thermal weapon, he can retreat with his whole body.

What is it that can kill him?

At his speed, even if the nuclear bomb exploded, it would not be able to kill him unless it hit him right on the head.

"Ahem!"

Potter coughed lightly, a strange look of blood on his face.

Immediately, he didn't bother to point out to Su Jie, turned around and walked into the house, dialed the phone, and wanted to send someone to investigate.

........

"Mulon City, Potter ......."

On the top of a barren mountain, An Qisheng sat cross-legged, and when the two of them were moving, his heart was also slightly touched, and there were ripples in the depths of his eyes, as if he saw the two of them.

When you think of it, there will be an echo.

Anyone who thinks of him in the same heaven and earth will be aware of it in his heart, unless that person's spiritual cultivation surpasses him.

And in the dream, when Jiazi passed, his physique at this time was certainly not comparable to the peak, and the cultivation of the mind was no longer comparable to him in the world.

Even if it is a great master of seeing gods, the same is true.

The breeze is gentle, with the smell of earthy grass and trees after the rain.

An Qisheng slowly stretched out his palm, and under the dim light of the early morning, there seemed to be a glimmer of light.

"Tongzheng Yang ......"

He muttered to himself slightly, and in the light of his eyes, his palm gradually pulled in, expanded, expanded, until it filled his entire perspective.

In a trance, in the light of his eyes, the palm of his hand seemed to have turned into a huge white jade square with no bounds.

Then, the gaze is raised.

A mountain peak stands, and the pavilions and buildings on it are complete.

I'm dead......

I'm unwilling!

I'm unwilling!

In a trance, the darkness seemed to slowly fade in front of my eyes.

Tong Zhengyang's vague thoughts appeared, as if he saw the light that he had not seen for a long time.

As far as the eye can see, it is the blue sky and the three rounds of endless light.

Long floating realm?

I, I'm back?!

Am I desperate again?

Tong Zhengyang's heart was ecstatic, he turned over and sat up, and looked around.

At this look, he was stunned.

In front of the white jade-like square, there is a tall mountain gate, on which a black and white Taiji diagram is outlined.

This is, the mountain gate of the royal power!

"The ........ of Kingship"

A deep chill rose from my heart.

He staggered to his feet, looked around, down the mountain, the Asking Heart Hall, the Sword Solving Stone, behind the mountain gate, the Tai Chi Dojo was also there, however, there was no one.

It's empty, like a ghost town.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong......"

Tong Zhengyang's heart was even more chilling.

There can't be no one in the royal way, and no one can make the royal way without one.

It has stood for 3,300 years, and the royal power has also suffered an impact, at that time, it was the time when the eight sons of the old and new kingship were replaced, and the royal power sword disappeared.

There were more than a dozen divine veins together, and they first led away the seven sons of the contemporary kingship and the king's power Taoist, as well as the two long-lived beasts of the king's power.

Later, someone went up the mountain to forcibly steal the inheritance left by the first king, An Qisheng.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of Wang Quan Dao were not in a hurry.

Go directly to the back mountain,

Dig a grave.

In an instant, the upper generation, the upper generation, the seven sons of the upper generation, and the royal power Taoist all appeared, and the invaders were scared on the spot.

At that time, only people in the world knew that the Great Grandmaster of the Divine Vein of the Dao of Throne, Shou Yuan far surpassed the Great Grandmaster of the Divine Vein in the rivers and lakes.

Because among them, there is a kingly Taoist who has lived for four hundred years!

"Hallucinations? Spiritual martial arts? Or the world after death, what's going on, what's going on......."

Tong Zhengyang muttered to himself, a thought kept coming to his mind, and he kept throwing it away.

I can't tell if it's wrong.

He walked slowly, walked through the empty mountain gate, walked through the Tai Chi Dojo, and the empty mountain gate of the royal power road, in his eyes, every brick and stone, every grass and tree were the same.

Even the thatched hut that I have cleaned for decades is no different.

Walking up the long steps, he came to the front of the main hall of the royal power.

The simple and solemn, the hall containing the breath of endless years is as tall as a mountain in his heart.

Once, he had seen this hall more than once.

"The ....... of King's Power"

Tong Zhengyang gritted his teeth and walked into the main hall.

In the middle of the hall intertwined with light and shadow, there is a picture scroll of human height, on which is a white-robed Taoist who is like a fairy standing with his hands in his hands, surrounded by clouds and mist, as if he is about to ascend to the sky at any time.

"You!"

His eyes fell, Tong Zhengyang's heart shook wildly, and he took three steps back in a row, his face was distorted, as if he had seen a ghost alive.

I saw that on the futon on that side, An Qisheng was sitting cross-legged.

Its breath and expression are just like those hanging in the middle of the main hall, the supreme grandmaster An Qisheng!

Anqisheng?!

A terrifying thought exploded in his heart: 'He, he's a king?' The first generation of kings?! ’

"Nope! That's impossible! This, this can't be! ”

Tong Zhengyang's figure is uncertain, like a candle blown by a strong wind, almost extinguished.

The mood fluctuated so violently that I almost lost my soul.

"Why can't it be?"

An Qisheng's expression was calm and he spoke lightly.

His voice seemed to contain divine power, and instantly calmed the uncertain body of Tongzheng Yangming.

Naturally, he didn't directly kill Tong Zhengyang's divine will.

In this way, it is too much waste of this atmospheric transporter who is expected to be a celestial man.

More importantly, Tong Zhengyang is involved in a big plan for him.

"You, you ......"

The figure is no longer flickering, but Tong Zhengyang's face is still distorted.

Looking at An Qisheng, who was breathing and looking the same as the portrait, he smiled miserably, as if he understood something: "I see, I ........ so."

At this moment, he finally understood.

Why did Wang Quandao kill him without killing him several times, why did the royal sword cut off his arm at a critical moment, and why did he suddenly recognize the master.

So, everything makes sense.

An Qisheng of this peerless land is actually the first generation of kings and Taoists, the supreme grandmaster who has been carrying on the past and forging ahead for the future in the long-floating realm, and has the most fame!

And here, is his spiritual realm.

Himself, already dead.......

"No, it shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this......."

Tong Zhengyang was in a trance, unable to describe his mood.

If he hadn't seen An Qisheng and had seen the first generation of kings, he would have been kneeling or kneeling, but he had known him before, which made him unacceptable.

What scared him even more was that he might just be a pawn for him.

He shuddered at the thought that he might have counted more than 3,000 years ago to this day.

"Killing the teacher and killing the brother and sister-in-law, you should have died a long time ago......."

An Qisheng's expression was flat.

He was not a god, he was not an immortal, and he couldn't predict that if he left too specific information, it would cause unnecessary misunderstandings among the younger disciples.

But it also made an exception for the disciples of Wang Quandao, so that Tong Zhengyang lived for decades.

"No, Patriarch, Patriarch......"

Feeling the chill in An Qisheng's bland tone, Tong Zhengyang's heart shook, and his body fluctuated violently.

Seeing that An Qisheng looked at it lightly, it actually exploded with a 'boom'.

It was a soul that was frightened by the living!

Rumble!

The streamers are scattered, and the points of light are like rain.

Before the divine vein was completed, the yin soul was already unstable, and the body of Tongzheng Yang died, and he suffered such a great fright, it was actually scattered.

"With such a heart, it is also worthy of talking about heaven and man?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Raise your hand and grasp it lightly in the void.

Airplanes~

The void shook slightly, and the countless points of light that scattered were caught in his hand, flowing like sand between his fingers.

Yin Soul is not qualified for condensation.

In the Jiufu Realm, only the great masters of the Qi Vein who are infinitely close to the Divine Vein can condense it, and in Xuanxing, it is even rarer.

The value is huge.

"The world without demons, the land of the ....... of the dead"

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

The cultivation of the demonless realm is difficult, and many sages in ancient and modern times have fallen, he is not arrogant, but he is not arrogant.

He knew very well how difficult it was, and he couldn't think too much about it.

Even if there is a long-floating Jiazi plan, this road will inevitably be bumpy and bumpy.

But he would never believe that a universe that was 96 billion light-years vast would not be able to accommodate a path to immortality!

What if you don't have Reiki?

In this land of absolute spirits, he will also step out of the way!

Heaven and earth have no way, what is it?

I'll do it!

Sixty years of dominating the world, the way of kingship runs through 3,000 years, and it has changed the world with its own strength, how great is its gain?

What An Qisheng has achieved is not only martial arts, but also refining a good Dao heart.

Buzz ~~~

A little bit of light slowly rotated between his fingers, faintly, slowly taking shape.

It turned into a series of token-like and plausible imprints.

Here's the invitation,

Invite people, an invitation to enter his 'blessed land' and 'cave sky'.

With the strength of all people, they will raise the cave heaven together and jointly support his spiritual world.

This was his first step towards the Demonless Avenue.

........

Daxuan borders the country of Nier.

On the plateau, off-road vehicles walk on the road.

Above the co-pilot of the off-road vehicle in front of her head, a young and beautiful girl sitting put down her binoculars and pointed into the distance: "Chu Fan, look, look, it's coming, it's coming, it's going to be the highest peak in the world!" ”

Her name is Qi Geyun, and she is connected by her boyfriend and some mountaineering enthusiasts, who are here to challenge the world's highest peak.

For this trip, she has spent a small million, and she has been preparing for a year or two.

Chu Fan, a flat-headed young man who was driving, glanced at the mountains in the distance.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, the majestic mountains are like dragons lying on the earth, separating the east and west, defining the kingdoms, and are the natural borders of the country.

It is majestic and magnificent, and you can feel the momentum that makes people feel it from a distance.

"Wangshan runs a dead horse, the road is still far away, it would be good to be able to get to the camp today, if you really want to climb the mountain, you have to wait for a long time."

Chu Fan didn't squint at a glance, and he couldn't be distracted while driving.

Qi Geyun glanced at him playfully, picked up the telescope and looked around, and suddenly, she let out a scream:

"Mountain, mountain, mountain,

Gone!! ”