"It's... What's wrong? ”

Zhongzhou, Wenwu Houfu, Hong Yi pushed open the door from the front of the study, with a strong doubt in his eyes, and even puzzled.

Why is it that on a sunny day, the ground suddenly goes dark?

"Isn't it a rainstorm?"

Hong Yi looked up at the dark and invisible sky, as well as the servants of the Hong Mansion who were running back and forth, and a trace of crisis inexplicably floated in his heart.

This feeling is very similar to the sign of being taught by the Taoist Lord and seeing the seal of all beings years ago.

Day and night are subverted, and the sound is silenced.

Before he could think about it, he heard a loud bang.

Clang!

The sound is like a bell, shaking the body and mind.

It was a huge bell tower in the mansion, which rang every time the hour turned.

It coincides with noon, and at this moment a bell is a breath, and the bell will ring ten times in a row, which means that you have entered the next hour.

Hong Yi looked at the pitch black that he couldn't see his fingers, and listened to the bell ringing one after another, and the sense of crisis in his heart seemed to be about to turn into substance.

He sensed that something was happening.

"Bell!"

The first, second, and third breaths passed in a flash.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the four o'clock seemed to stand still at this moment, and there was no more vitality.

"Bell!"

The fourth, fifth, and sixth breaths go back and forth.

Hong Yi's whole body began to tremble involuntarily, cold sweat broke out from the 108,000 pores, and the palm of his hand spontaneously unfolded the Xuanyuan All Living Seal.

Dangerous! Extremely dangerous!

These days, he practiced his mudra diligently, and his cultivation was almost like a bamboo, and before the spring came, he had solidified his skin and flesh and began to polish his muscles and bones.

And the further he practiced, the more he could derive a sign from his eyebrows.

He knew that this was the unique power of the Xuanyuan All Living Seal, and he also relied on this kind of fluctuation of spiritual light, and he had gained quite a bit.

But at this moment, in the depths of his heart, there was only dead silence.

Heaven and earth will perish at this moment, and the sun and moon will be extinguished at this time!

In fact, if it weren't for the wonder of the seal of all beings, no one in the entire world would be able to see the majesty and vastness of the Yang God's finger, let alone Hong Yi, who had just stepped into cultivation.

He barely opened his eyes, and his palms seemed to be twisted and bent, showing the seal of all beings to the extreme.

"Bell!"

Seventh breath.

Just when Hong Yi was covered in cold sweat, the bell of the Hong Mansion rang to the seventh breath.

Boom Boom!

The torrent of roaring heaven and earth suddenly rose from the end of the darkness in the far distance!

The light, the endless light, seemed to rush from the dark abyss, sweeping away the darkness in the heavens and the earth!

The sky suddenly became extremely bright, and the white clouds in the distant sky slapped like a wave, stirring up layers of turbulent waves!

Thump!

Hong Yi, who was covered in a cold sweat, was shocked by the feeling of light and darkness change, and fell down suddenly.

"God... Know? ”

His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of red blood, which escaped from his clothes.

The feeling of annihilation in my heart dissipated quickly like a tide.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The eighth, the ninth, the tenth!

The giant bell tower of Hongfu resounded the last three roars of the hour, and the entire canopy of heaven was completely calm.

Whew!

The wind blowing from the southeast caused Hong Yi to be agitated, and he hurriedly stood up from the ground.

He still looked up at the sky, but a figure suddenly flashed in his eyes, and when he looked back, Hong Xuanji was standing behind him.

"Father... Kiss. ”

Hong Yi was taken aback by the sudden appearance of Hong Xuanji, coupled with the impact on Fang Cai's mind, he was speechless for a while.

But even so, he hurriedly saluted.

It's just that between the glances, he also saw the solemnity in Hong Xuanji's eyes.

"What's the alarm, so embarrassing?"

Today's Hong Xuanji is wearing a simple robe, but there is still gilt jade around his waist, showing the meaning of matching jade to ease himself.

He carried his hands behind his back, his eyes stared at the dust on Hong Yi's clothes, and even the sweat on his body, but it was rare that he did not scold.

Just asked, and like Hong Yi, he looked up at the sky.

It seems that Wen Wuhou, who is up and down the mighty cadres, has also seen something incomprehensible at this moment.

"Child... It was just dark, and I accidentally fell..."

Hong Yi's physical cultivation has been getting longer and longer, and his mind has become more and more active, although he was shocked by this sudden change in the sky, where could he not see the color in Hong Xuanji's eyes?

He was almost sure that his father was also feeling the great crisis that destroyed everything.

It's just that that kind of crisis comes and goes faster, and for a while, Hong Yi is a little difficult to distinguish.

"Celestial changes are common, so why make a fuss? Spring is coming, how are you reading? ”

Hong Xuanji withdrew his gaze from the sky, looked at Hong Yi, and his tone rose with majesty.

"Not to mention the top spot, but the middle lift is already nine out of ten."

Hong Yi blinked, he had never seen Hong Xuanji change the topic, from childhood to adulthood, almost nothing was taken into account by the other party.

But at this time, it is extremely rare to change the topic, as if he does not want to say more in this change of celestial phenomenon.

Mo is not his own father, what do you know?

"Nine out of ten? If it is not done, how can you boast of Haikou? ”

Hong Xuanji raised his eyebrows, and his tone turned serious.

"Do your best!"

Hong Yi hurriedly bowed, he knew that Hong Xuanji had been angrily scolded by Li Yanfu, the prime minister of the dynasty, more than ten years ago, and he didn't know the truth, so he began to deepen his cultivation.

Over the years, he has become a master of science.

He is also very old-fashioned, and he can't listen to any big words at all.

His physical body has gradually progressed these days, but he has become a little vain.

"Go back to the house and wash yourself, and come early for dinner."

Hong Xuanji snorted, stared at Hong Yi for a while, and finally shook his head and moved away.

Hong Yi also breathed a sigh of relief, strode into the house, and closed the door.

After being beaten by his father, he put away his wavering heart, but the doubts in his heart about the changes in the celestial phenomena still could not be dispersed for a long time.

He pushed open the window and looked at the clear sun, gradually losing his mind.

……

In the depths of Hong's mansion, Hong Xuanji returned to the house, dismissed all the servants, and walked into the study.

In the middle of the study, there is a brocade box, which is three inches in size.

He walked over to the table and opened the wooden box, revealing a cluster of light that seemed to be filled with the breath of the endless rising sun.

In that light group, there were many figures changing, or knives, guns, clubs, or fists, feet and claws.

It was as if a burning sun was rising from the sea level.

There is no end to the sea of suffering, only I can cross it!

This is the idea of a yang god given by the Taoist who claims to be immortal.

"This is the power of the Yang God..."

Hong Xuanji looked at this thought, his eyes seemed to have crossed time, and he looked at the giant finger that had just fallen from the top of the void.

He was in his study at the time of the first seven breaths, and with this thought, he saw everything.

Irresistible, powerless.

Even if he boasted that he could suppress all the opponents in the world, even if he killed Yunmeng and did not dare to disturb a point, the force he faced was no longer the scene of the world.

If the world is a boundless sea of suffering, and all living beings can only suffer in the sea, then the yang god is the one who leaps up from the sea.

Jumping out of the sea, not suffering from many karmic fruits, although I dare not say that I have crossed the sea of suffering, but I have already distinguished myself from all living beings.

This is the case between the clouds and the mud.

At that moment, Hong Xuanji even laughed at himself.

Under this power, what does he have to do with mortals?

But what he didn't expect was that at the end of the seventh breath and before the eighth breath, the man who claimed to be Taishang Dao Li Hu suddenly appeared.

A volley slashes and destroys the world.

The mortals in the sea actually blocked the Yang God on the surface of the sea, repelled it, and even injured it!

What kind of power is this? And what means!?

"In vain, I boast that I am in charge of the rotation of life and death in the heavens, but that sword really makes the world dare not call it a god."

Hong Xuanji's mind rapidly evolved Li Hu's Heavenly Dao Sealing Demon Sword, but no matter how he thought about it and how to change it, he still couldn't find the slightest way to crack it.

He couldn't even find a way to resist it!

Even if you put on the Emperor Heavenly Origin Dragon Armor in the Great Qian's Treasure House, even if you hold the Panhuang Living Soul Sword, even if your cultivation is increased to the point where the human immortals are ever-changing, you don't dare to say that you can take it!

"Taishang Dao..."

Hong Xuanji sat for an hour and finally let go of his thoughts.

Although Li Hu pointed at the Yang God and looked at the Daqian almost invincible, there was still one person above it.

He was confident that he would increase his cultivation to the peak and try to break through Li Hu's sword.

He also has the confidence to impact the physical body to shatter the vacuum, and even to kill the Yang God is not a lie.

But for that person, he didn't have the slightest idea of fighting.

Just because, that's the Taoist Master!

Gradually, he remembered the future that Zhao Zhou had shown him.

That scene of future changes, a heavy shadow of light and darkness, finally completely disappeared, and there was no trace.

He put away all his thoughts, looked at the Yang God thought in front of the table, and suddenly smiled:

"It's not enough to mess with my mind."

Crunch!

The heavy wooden box closed with a bang.

Many phantoms of martial arts will condensation have been imprisoned in a silent place, and there is no intention of fluctuating in the slightest.

His martial arts do not require any external objects.

Knock knock knock!

In an instant, Hong Xuanji's body began to derive a torrent of qi, as if the shackles in his body had been completely opened, and the blood marrow suddenly roared.

He had been trapped in the cultivation of the peak of the Martial Saint for a long time, and finally broke into the human immortal within this day!

And this step out, as if it is accumulating, towards the road of immortals, firmly stepped!

……

The place of origin, the golden bridge on the other side.

The chessboard is divided, and the two are opposed.

The Immortal Emperor of the ancient Qingyuan pinched the white chess with one hand and the black chess with the other, and almost at the same time, they fell on the chessboard.

There was a lingering look in his eyes, as if he was waiting for something.

Between the void, there is no sound of the wind, only the river water, which turns endlessly.

This is the river of origin, and it is also the bitter sea in the eyes of many yang gods.

This golden bridge, which represents crossing the other side, is a raft that crosses the bitter sea, and the epoch is born and destroyed, and it can also be immortalized.

But before the yang god, you can't board the ship.

Hashimoto crosses people and things to cross sentient beings, but because of the restrictions, it seems a little high.

"Whoa!"

The sound of the river droplets is becoming more and more crisp and ethereal, melodious and tactful, as if it represents the end of the road, which is about to be reached.

These sounds are called the Great Dao Tianyin in the human world, and even if the Nine Tribulations powerhouses hear them, they can also be quite beneficial.

But at this moment, a soft sound suddenly rose.

Click.

The black and white chess pieces that had been dropped on the chessboard by the Immortal Emperor ten breaths ago suddenly cracked.

The whole melodious and endless light sound was disturbed by this sound.

Above the bitter sea, a pale golden light suddenly appeared.

If you look closely, it seems to be a slightly exposed net, which is crossing from the end of the far sea.

"If the chess pieces are broken, what should they do?"

At this moment, the Immortal Emperor was suddenly stunned.

He looked at Duan Zhen in front of him, who had not spoken since he sat down, and there was a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

Under this tactic, Duan Zhen finally opened his eyes and asked him a heart-chasing word.

If the chess pieces are broken, what should they do?

The Immortal Emperor looked at the depth in Duan Zhen's eyes, and even the increasingly hazy aura around him, and suddenly sighed:

"The chess pieces have been broken, and they should be dropped by the Duan Dao Master."

His two sons, one bright and one dark, were broken one after another, and only at the same time.

In addition, he is the one who proposes to play chess, and he is also the one who wants to lift the chessboard and not be faceless.

In any case, it all fell to the ground.

What's more, he couldn't even lift the chessboard.

"It is a foregone conclusion that all beings will enter the other side. The Emperor thinks, where should I go? ”

Duan Zhen heard this, and was noncommittal.

If the Immortal Emperor falls with one son, then the outcome is even unknown.

It's a pity that the other party knows that he can't consume himself, so he has to make such a move.

But the other party didn't expect that there was still one person in the world who could swing the sword in all directions and save the sky.

Moreover, the father and son of Hongfu have also deviated from their original track because of various variables.

In this way, whether to play or not to play this game is meaningless.

"The Duan Dao Master can do it himself."

The Immortal Emperor shook his head slightly, adding a hint of loneliness to his tone.

He seemed to have suddenly aged for 100,000 years, and this Yang God-level projection also seemed a little illusory and hazy.

"Okay, then I'll end up here."

Duan Zhen's expression still did not change in the slightest, where there is a way, there must be a fight, since he lost a step, he can't complain about anyone.

With a slight wave of his hand, he held the white piece between his index and middle fingers, forming a downward movement.

Almost without any hesitation, he took root and landed sideways.

In the chessboard of the Star Dou, a chaotic and hazy color suddenly appeared, as if something strange was happening.

And the lonely expression of the Immortal Emperor also changed suddenly because of Duan Zhen's fall.

One way of chess, the encirclement is for robbery, and the robber can mention the son of the opponent.

Ordinary people turn into catastrophes, and it is extremely difficult to create.

Because both sides of the game are fighting for every minute, and it is impossible for the opponent to have a chance.

The invisible smoke of gunpowder, the slightest negligence, it is difficult to reverse the trend of decline.

But at this time, on the chessboard, there were four endless cycle tribulations, straight like a huge prison,

Turn the entire chess board into an immortal reciprocating scene!

The black and white chess pieces are like the pale gold divine light in the net of all living beings, as if they are about to come to the end of time!

"One son falls, and four catastrophes circulate. Duan Dao Lord is a good means! Good computing power! What a supernatural power! ”

The Immortal Emperor's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, chess power is computing power, and it also represents a person's spiritual cultivation and the strength of thoughts.

When this son fell, he forcibly turned the chessboard into a cycle of four tribulations, which flowed endlessly forever, which simply made him feel unbearable praise.

What are the Four Tribulations?

In a game of chess, there are four reciprocating calamities at the same time, and the two sides have no remarkable fall in this situation, no matter what, it can only be judged as a draw!

It's not a win, it's not a loss, it's a draw!

Duan Zhen's son fell, and he didn't directly defeat him, but turned the chess game into a draw!

At this time, the entire chessboard seems to be spinning towards the infinite road, with no end in sight and no end in sight.

Obviously, you can win him directly, but you insist on turning it into a draw and leaving him with a trace of face!

What a grandeur is this? What a big heart?

For a while, the Immortal Emperor thought about Fang Cai's own approach of not being faceless, and looked at Duan Zhen's behavior of saving enough face for himself.

Suddenly, his heart swayed, and his face was a little unbearable.

"What does the Emperor think?"

After leaving a son, Duan Zhen didn't care about the slightest gaffe of the Immortal Emperor, but asked casually.

But the Immortal Emperor suddenly stood up, made a Taoist salute to him, and said solemnly:

"For 100,000 years, hundreds of generations have been reincarnated, and today we know that the meaning of all beings is harmony. Changsheng is here, thank you to the Daoist Duan. ”

This ceremony is very ancient, it is a ritual that has not been made in the ancient years, and the Immortal Emperor is very serious and very real.

This move to chess convinced him.

Duan Zhen nodded lightly, and didn't say much, but the thoughts of the beings that the light gold net turned into were a few percent faster again.

He also stood up, but turned around, and said:

"Although all living beings are peaceful, they also require a thought to be clear, and ask the emperor to take the next sword."

"Next cut?"

When the Immortal Emperor saw Duan Zhen get up and was about to speak again, he heard this sentence without much emotion.

He was slightly stunned, and then he sensed a wisp of undisguised ferocious demonic intent, which was leaping up from the vast void in the extreme distance, so fast that it was unimaginable, and it was unstoppable!

Boom Boom!

The water of the bitter sea, as if swept to the end of the void by a howling wind, turned into a giant tornado vortex of thousands of feet, thousands of feet, thousands of feet, and roared endlessly!

The Immortal Emperor only had time to raise his hand slightly, and then he saw a man who was exactly the same as Duan Zhen, only the firstborn with two horns, and slashed in front of him out of thin air.

"Old horseman, across seven or eight realms, he shot at a junior who had just become a ghost fairy, and his face was quite thick?!"

This first-born man with two horns suddenly spoke loudly, his arrogance was like a demonic flame, and the immortal emperor who rushed was stunned again.

He twisted his head, looked at Duan Zhen who was stepping away, and then looked at the man in front of him with two horns, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Duan Dao Master... You are... Why? ”

As soon as this man with two horns appeared, the Immortal Emperor saw that this was the Great Evil King of Ten Thousand Laws and Ten Thousand Thoughts, the King of Divine Weapons that Duan Zhen had refined more than three hundred years ago.

But at this moment, the deity is in front of him, but he has a weapon to talk to him, what does it mean?

"The Great Evil King bears the evil of too many sentient beings and has a spiritual nature. There is nowhere to vent this time, and I hope the emperor will forgive me. ”

Duan Zhen still didn't look back, just walked away step by step.

It's as if everything that is about to happen has nothing to do with him.

It's the Great Evil King who wants to beat you, what does it have to do with me?

"This..."

"Hugh has to say more!"

Before the Immortal Emperor could speak, he saw the humanoid Great Evil King stride suddenly, and his hands, which were indelible even the sands and stones of time, raised suddenly.

Boom Boom!

The chaotic light and shadow leaped into the air, turning into a scene of darkness to a heavy dead silence, and the entire light and spiritual sea of bitter pollution was lost.

And the humanoid Great Evil King grabbed the horns on the top of his head with both hands, and pulled it suddenly!

Tear and pull!

The source that symbolizes the collection of evil thoughts, the root of evil that reflects the depths of the hearts of all beings, suddenly ripped off!

Double-horned, a demonic long knife with cruelty and destruction all over its body, derived from the roar and roar of the blood waves!

When the Immortal Emperor saw this, he could no longer remain calm.

At this moment, his Yang God-level projection body actually felt a real threat!

He never imagined that just a weapon belonging to Duan Zhen would have a power that was not inferior to the Yang God level!

And at this moment, Duan Zhen's figure had completely left the Golden Bridge on the other side and walked towards the world.

Tear and pull!

At this moment, the shadow of the sword that destroyed the light of the sky fell to the ground!

The fourth-order cycle is for peace, and the evil king slashes immortality!

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