The Imperial City of Tianzhou.

The dragon and tiger are handed over to the sky, the purple air supports the dragon, and the auspicious clouds cover the sky. In one day, hundreds of edicts were passed out in the imperial city, and the entire Tang Dynasty in the eastern region, 9981 Prefectures, received the holy decree, set up troops to transport grain, and went north to the front line to help the war. His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has the great ambition of encompassing the United States, and wants to open up a great cause that has never been seen in the world and dominate the world.

It has only been a day since the Great Tang Dynasty and the Northern Moro side started a big war, and the good news has been transmitted like snowflakes. The army of the northern front conquered the southern gateway fortress of the Moro Empire, and the army of tigers and wolves attacked the northern land, advancing on several fronts. With the vast land of the Tang Dynasty, through the storage of a Jiazi in the Kai Dynasty, the two generations of emperors were enlightened and accessible, the animal husbandry world, the manpower and material resources were prosperous, and tens of millions of armies were merged into the north, which was like a rolling tide, and could resist it......

His Majesty the Emperor strategized, the Holy Ming was unparalleled, and all the Manchu Dynasty congratulated, starting from Tianzhou, radiating all the states, all of them were high-spirited.

In the imperial city, His Majesty the Emperor sits on the dragon bed.

There are Qin Tianjian to pay tribute, many Taoist sects in Tianxuan, and many Taoist families, have sent spiritual messages and jade slips, saying that His Majesty has used troops without permission, and has violated the will of heaven, and from time to time he will raise all the monks to come to Tianzhou to confront His Majesty.

His Majesty the Emperor is dressed in a rolling belt, tall and majestic, with the majesty of eternity, the crown covers the people, the son of heaven is twelve flat heavens, the back is covered with five clouds and true dragons, and Chrysostom declares.

"Where I want, there is nothing to resist, and the people of the world are all happy. It is necessary to know that the will of heaven is the will of the people, I sit on the great treasure, and the will of the people is by the will of heaven, and the world is a beak, why bother to put a beak outside? ”

As soon as His Majesty the Emperor's decree came out, all of a sudden, there was a disturbance in the court and could not be calm.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, the Son of Heaven was born a saint, and he can't help but be disrespectful, besides, the Xuantian Palace, the real gate, the Congyun Taoist Temple, and the Western Pure Land Buddha Country, are all the right way, the world has gone through countless dynasties, 100,000 years, but the Daomen has never stopped, how can you come to worship the Taoist system established by my court now?"

This person is the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, Shangguan Yifang, who did not approve of His Majesty launching a war, because the world must be set up for several generations, and the people's power can only be plotted in all directions. However, now that the wood is in the boat, it cannot be stopped.

However, at this moment, His Majesty the Emperor actually wants to set up a Taoist system, make himself the head of the sect, and invite cultivators from all over the world to come to worship, how is this possible?

His Majesty said coldly: "The prime minister thinks that the majesty of me is not enough to dominate the world?"

How could Shangguan Yifang answer this, he couldn't make a sound for a while. Before he could do so, His Majesty had already said, "The Western Sect Master has come to worship." ”

As he spoke, His Majesty the Emperor sat on the dragon bed and raised his empty hand and said, "Dry messenger, you can greet those who come to worship for me." ”

Behind His Majesty the Emperor's dragon bed, next to the Wuyun True Dragon Wall, a Taoist walked out of thin air. This person is wearing a withered yellow robe, holding a yellow beard in his hand, his hair is like a scorched yellow grass, his physique is lean, his face is like a dead silence, and even a pair of eyes have only turbid light. ”

"Good. ”

The withered messenger took a few steps and disappeared into the main hall.

Above the imperial city of Tianzhou, the wind swept the clouds, coldly and fiercely, and rushed straight to it. Suddenly, in the clouds and sky, a cold light suddenly swept by, and a sword blade tore through everything and came, and it was a sword light that chilled the sky, condensing the light of the sun in the sky.

"Where is the king of Tang! Come out and die!"

After this sword light, a Mai Su Killing Daoist descended, and with a pressure of his virtual hand, the sword light that almost traversed the entire imperial city above the sky suddenly pressed, and the gloomy killing machine was terrifying to the extreme. The entire Tianzhou Imperial City is located, and everything seems to be frozen at this moment, and the pedestrians on the road suddenly feel a chill hitting their bodies, until their hearts, as if they suddenly entered the bitter cold winter in this early spring.

From the center of the imperial city, in the middle of the great interior, suddenly rushed out of a pale yellow gas, the yellow gas wrapped in a strong withered, decadent, withering breath, when the air turned, it formed a huge five-fingered hand, knuckles are sensible, hideous and terrifying, fierce and direct to the air, five fingers hook, straight to grasp the huge sword light thousands of feet away.

This big withered yellow hand directly choked the sword light, and the five fingers were like buttoning silk strings, and they played vigorously.

Ding Ling should be long!

In the clear and crisp sound, the sword light actually shattered directly, one by one, breaking above the extremely high sky.

After the withered yellow hand, a yellow-robed Taoist stepped out, grabbed it with his empty hand, and walked up step by step, letting out a dry sneer: "You are the Western Violet Sect Master? ”

In the shattered sword light, Jing Wusheng's eternal dead face showed a look of horror.

"It's you, King Tang used soldiers to bring trouble to the world, and it really has something to do with you, a thief!"

The yellow-robed Taoist who climbed up the stairs smiled lightly: "His Majesty the Tang Emperor is the Emperor of the Heavenly Dao Sect Master, and the Poor Dao is the envoy of the Sect Master's seat, you can call the Poor Dao a 'dry Dao person', but the Ziluo Sect Master has come to pay homage to my Taoist Sect Master and be included in His Majesty's Dao system?"

Jing Wusheng's expression gradually became cold, and he returned to his original appearance: "This seat knows the orthodoxy of the Eastern Soil dynasties, and they all inherit the Emperor Extreme Yuan Shen Zheng Fa, and among the three thousand Yuan Yuan Shen Zheng Fa, it is also in the forefront. However, the current generation of Tang Wang actually wants to set up the Emperor Extreme Dao System, ascend to the heavens, and accept the world's Taoist monks into the hub......?

Between Jing Wusheng's words, he shook his hand, and a trace of edge rolled out of the big sleeves of his sackcloth, extremely slight, like a knife not a knife, like a sword but not a sword, but the killing intent was amazing. The entire imperial city of Tianzhou, at this moment, suddenly had a cold ten, the sky rolling clouds, the black pressure almost wanted to destroy the city, the clouds in Russia and then condensed the cold air, the wind became crystalline, a moment of heavy snowfall, covering the whole city.

In the main hall of the imperial city, the first Dao of Qin Tianjian was full of shock, and said with a pause: "Your Majesty, when the army is marching today, it is a bad omen, a bad omen, ......a bad omen."

His Majesty the Emperor was furious: "How dare Qin Tianjian speak evil words, cause trouble to the court, and harm the hearts of our army? ”

The first Dao of the Qin Heavenly Prison is also quite a cultivated monk, and for a while there was a Taoist man next to His Majesty, dressed in long clothes, graceful and luxurious, very glorious, and he stepped forward to grab his hand, and dragged the first Dao of the Qin Tianjian out, let him struggle desperately, to transport the Dao Law, to no avail, immediately pulled out, his own forbidden army was beheaded, and the head came up.

At that moment, there was a sudden roar above the imperial city, and the curtain of the wind and snow suddenly tore open.

"It's rotten!"

The withered man only spit out this one sentence, infinitely depressed. The endless edges above the sky dome were all shattered, and an endless canyon of slaughter appeared behind Jing Wusheng, leading to the end of the sky.

"No life is against fate!"

Jing Wusheng Sect Master personally took action, and the supreme secret method he cast, Wusheng rebelled, and in his body, the infinite killing true intent burst out vigorously.

The dry Dao man only tore the wind and snow in the sky, but he didn't continue to shoot, behind him, a peerless woman flashed out, plainly dressed and cold-faced, her eyes were cloudy, and she took a false shot of the crescent moon Qingfeng.

"No life!"

Jing Wusheng was shocked, he never thought that he would see his disciple Jing Wusheng at this time, let alone that Jing Wusheng would suddenly attack and kill him.

Above Jing Wusheng's head, an extremely powerful primordial god rose.

Kill the Genshin.

Moreover, Jing Wusheng's Killing Yuan God has obviously successfully survived the calamity, and there is a taste of the calamity running smoothly.

Jing Wusheng didn't seem to know Jing Wusheng at all.

The withered man retreated a few steps, shook the dust, and slowly recited in a low voice, not knowing what kind of monster incantation he was chanting. Jing Wusheng Sect Master in the distance suddenly felt a moment of confusion, and immediately woke up, and his heart shook in an instant. He is a supreme figure in the late stage of the True Tribulation Realm, and there are even rumors in the Tianxuan Cultivation Realm that he has already survived the Heavenly Tribulation, and he is a very likely person to enter the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. A person like him would suddenly be confused, which is an extremely terrifying thing.

"Ho!"

He was determined, and Jing Wusheng's cold and beautiful face had already appeared in front of him, without the slightest trace of emotion, Qingfeng killed, pointing directly at his eyebrows.

Jing Wusheng suddenly became furious: "Dry Daoist, do you think that you can shake the mind of this seat in this way?"

Jing Wusheng Sect Master waved his hand and grabbed it, and thousands of purple rays slashed out, and the Dao was sharp and sharp to the extreme, and fought with Jing Wusheng's Qingfeng. And Jing Wu's killing primordial god has already killed head-on, with a hideous face, grabbing the camera with both hands, hooking the soul, and slashing him in front of the door.

Jing Wusheng shouted angrily: "Jing Wusheng, you are a disciple of this seat, and now you actually deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor! Very good, very good......"

At this time, the dry Taoist said coldly: "Jing Wusheng, the one who killed his wife and preached the Tao, have you already attained the Great Dao?"

Boom!

Jing Wusheng and Jing Wusheng, the two masters and apprentices, have fought each other more than a thousand times in a moment. Obviously, Jing Wusheng completely has an absolute advantage, and even between his backhand, he can kill Jing Wusheng.

His gaze suddenly dawned: "The way of this seat, how dare you? Where I go, those who stand in my way will die! No one can be an exception......" Hula! His hands suddenly appeared above his head, and an invincible purple light swept over, and an even more terrifying and terrifying killing primordial god rose into the air, and his big hand and real body hands pressed down sharply together, killing Wuji.

"The Great Mark of Infinite Killing!"

This blow was enough to kill Jing Wusheng on the spot, whether she was still alive or dead.

But the dry Taoist sneered, and only said: "The poor way is not that you can't kill you, but the person who kills you shouldn't be the poor way." The way of heaven is running, the glory is there, the prosperity and decline are orderly, when you are alive, you are alive, and when you die, you are dead. The soul is back ......"

At this moment, Jing Wusheng, the famous leader of the Western Violet Great Sect, suddenly stared at him and completely froze in the air.

Only he can know what he sees in his eyes.

It was the face of a woman he had long forgotten, but had never forgotten.

Jing Wusheng's hands grabbed violently, and suddenly imprinted on Jing Wusheng's chest, the flesh and blood exploded, and the hole pierced, her killing primordial god, her hands formed a tragic killing mark, and it was fiercely imprinted on Jing Wusheng's killing primordial god.

In a trance, Jing Wuming's eyes were full of tears, but his gaze was still dull and did not change in the slightest.