Buzzing~~~

Wrapped in the light and shadow of countless words, Gu Shaosheng's eyes flickered slightly, and under a wave of thought, a figure with a high crown and a hazy face appeared in front of him.

"Fanzi?"

Gu Shaosheng was slightly stunned, a little surprised.

His eyes opened and closed, the thoughts in his heart trembled, and scenes of information flowed through his heart.

In the Middle Ages, a large number of scholars were born, these scholars did not know Taoism, did not know martial arts, could only read, typical helpless, the best at governing the country. They don't know Taoism, they don't know martial arts, it's not that they don't want to learn, but the Holy Emperor has a monopoly and has no way to learn at all.

However, these scholars have read and read deeply, and they have made up their minds, established virtues, established actions, and established words, so that their own thoughts are strong and pure, and if they do not move, their souls will fly into the ninefold thunder tribulation, and they will survive the sevenfold thunder tribulation in a snap of their fingers and become the creator.

It was easy to survive the eightfold thunder tribulation and the ninefold thunder tribulation.

The Creator of these scholars is called the Hundred Saints of the Sons!

Originally, under the Yang God, whether it was the creator or the eight tribulations, the nine tribulations and ghosts and immortals were just ants, but these sons and hundred saints brutally knocked down the fourfold title of the Holy Emperor, cut the title of the Holy Emperor, restricted the imperial power, eliminated the four realms, and made the Ninety-Nine Supreme Honorable become the Ninety-Five Honor, and it was also the establishment of moral articles, the establishment of etiquette, and the restraint of imperial power with etiquette.

A ferocious mess.

In Gu Shaosheng's impression, it was like a hundred children of destiny!

And among them, Fanzi should be the strongest one.

"The ....... of the Sons of Daqian"

The hazy figure spoke faintly, and the voice was soft, but it was like a Buddhist Zen chanting.

The Sanskrit is the thing of Buddhism, and the Sanskrit is also the Taoist system of "Yuan" in order to achieve the first place in all sons in one fell swoop.

Gu Shaosheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "This is the idea you left?" ”

Even in the face of Fanzi, Gu Shaosheng would not feel afraid, let alone a thought.

"This is indeed my intention to stay in the Brahman's house."

The phantom of Fanzi spoke softly.

"What do you want? Protect your unfilial descendants? ”

A sneer appeared on Gu Shao's face.

The sons of the hundred saints have high morals and lofty character, which is indeed admirable, but after they leave in order to seek the other side.

However, their descendants have formed an ancient family, eating people with rituals, dividing people into three, six, nine and so on, and the classes have solidified, which have become social tumors and one of the sources of turmoil in the world.

The countless turmoil in the world, as well as the change of dynasties, are all driven by these ancient families.

It's really sad and ridiculous.

"Just to meet you......"

Fanzi's voice paused, and he smiled lightly.

Fanzi appeared, just to see him?

"Huh?"

Gu Shaosheng was slightly stunned, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

It's not a sense of crisis, but I vaguely feel that something is not right.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Before he could think about it, the surrounding void shook, and the attacks of the four masters had all erupted, enveloping them.

"Whatever your reason, I'm not interested in playing with you."

Gu Shaosheng glanced at Fanzi's image indifferently, and his body shook slightly.

A pure golden red blood qi as majestic as the scorching sun suddenly rose from his body, and the vast fist intent shook, and the fist mark exploded violently.

Fanzi's figure and all the text streamers suddenly shattered, turning into countless streamers and dissipating into the void.

Whew~~~

The violent and violent air currents lifted Gu Shaosheng's robe, and his eyes indifferently glanced at the four masters who launched a fighting blow, and his voice fluttered faintly:

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

With the fluttering of the voice, Gu Shaosheng's slightly smacked fist mark smashed down.

Thundered~~~

The fist print smashed down with a bang, like a sacred mountain smashing abruptly into the sea.

The void shook, countless void turbulence cracked, and the power of the four great masters burst out.

In the frightened eyes of the four masters, the fist mark had not yet reached the body, and the terrifying power had already exploded the four of them at the same time in an instant!

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Four loud bangs rang out, and all the thoughts on the four of them dispersed, turning into more than 200,000 thoughts, flying everywhere.

Sneer~~~

As soon as the scattered thoughts flew out, there was a sound of cold water splashing into an oil pot in Gu Shaoxing's fist intent and blood.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

Cultivators are different from ordinary people, and these four ghost-level saint family heads are even more extraordinary.

In an instant, hundreds of thousands of terrible wails sounded in the void, covering a radius of thousands of miles.

Meng Bingyun and the others were still thousands of miles away, when they heard this scream that resounded through the void, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

When I looked up, I saw that thousands of miles away, countless thoughts that flashed like pearls of the night were crushed one by one in the vast blood like mountains and seas!

Whew~~~

The void turbulence could not regain calm for a long time, and the scattered energy exploded, whether it was a meteorite group or some other strange thing, all of them were shattered.

"A person with a dirty bloodline would dare to kill the head of the saint family in a rebellious manner!"

"Despicable people! You ......."

"Ahh It hurts! ”

"You, you! You ......."

Countless thoughts let out one wail after another, or curse, or curse, or scream.......

"Huh!"

Gu Shaosheng's face was flat, and his sleeve robe moved slightly, and all the remaining thoughts were swept away.

With a wave of his hand, he put away the four thoughts that had been left behind.

[The mirror master kills Fan Yuntao in the Yang God World..... Four ghosts and immortals, get 200,000 source power]

Whew~~~

In the midst of the turbulent rolling of the void, Gu Shaosheng stepped out in one step and came to the huge turtle shell that was thousands of miles in radius and trembling.

This "Yan Fu Great Array", which was claimed to be enough to kill the Creator, let out a cry of overwhelmed under Gu Shao's undisguised blood.

Click~~~

As Gu Shaoshu stepped in, all the strength of the entire Yanfu Great Array was fully withdrawn, maintaining itself from shattering.

唳~~~

With a light roar of anger, he broke away from the shackles of Yan Fu's great array, let out a soft roar, and rushed towards Gu Shaoju, but it suddenly flashed for hundreds of miles, shattering countless meteorite groups, and soaring in the void turbulence.

Although its strength at this time was strong, it advanced too fast and could not be perfectly exerted at all, otherwise the Yan Fu Great Array would not be able to trap it.

唳~~

He screamed angrily and cautiously approached Gu Shaoju.

"You little one."

Gu Shaosheng scolded with a smile, and already knew what was going on.

It turned out that after this little guy was thrown into the Ancient Dragon Tomb by the Heavenly Mirror, he began to devour the dragon corpse, and unscrupulously, he actually advanced his bloodline to the Heavenly Realm in one fell swoop!

However, the sequelae is that it can't control the huge power in its body at all, and it can't even shrink, so it can only maintain its body size of hundreds of zhang.

Whew~~

At this time, Meng Bingyun and Ao Luan came to the Dragon Tomb hand in hand.

"This, this is!"

Ao Luan's pupils shrank, and a chill rose in his heart as he looked at the anger hovering in the distance.

At this time, anger has activated part of the golden-winged Dapeng bloodline in the body, and Ao Luan is the bloodline of the dragon clan, seeing the golden-winged Dapeng bloodline that feeds on dragons, naturally a touch of fear and hostility rose in his heart.

Wow~

Anger also sensed the dragon blood in Ao Luan's body, and chirped softly, full of disdain.

Gu Shaosheng was a little funny, this little guy had devoured too many dragon corpses, and when he saw Ao Luan, he felt that the dragon blood in her body was mixed, and he was full of disdain.

"This is my bird."

Gu Shaosheng shook his head and said, "The big array on the periphery of the Dragon Tomb has been broken by me, and you can enter the Dragon Tomb now." ”

"A bird comparable to the Creator!"

Meng Bingyun felt the blood veins in his angry body, and his heart was slightly shocked.

A bronze bell in her arms shook slightly, and her thoughts fluctuated faintly.

"This is the dragon's armor ......."

Ao Luan sighed.

Legend has it that the Elder Dragon, a giant turtle that floats on the sea and does not move all year round, and people think that on his back is a huge island that still thrives on it.

This ancient dragon, the turtle shell on its back is the nine palaces of nature, and it has incredible mana. The saint obtains it for auspiciousness, and can comprehend the supreme truth.

It is rumored that the world is clear and the emperor has a way, and this dragon will surface and show the nine-palace pattern.

"Let's go!"

Gu Shaosheng ignored her emotion.

With a wave of his big sleeves, he swept Meng Bingyun and Ao Luan, and the two stepped on the angry back together.

Phew!

Anger whipped softly, flapping its wings slightly.

Call~~~

The air flow rolled, the sound exploded, and in an instant, it crossed the void for a hundred miles, and entered the tunnel like a black hole vortex.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and there is indeed a small world in the dragon tomb.

I saw the mountains and rivers rising one by one, the rivers and lakes connected to the ocean, the dense forests, the ocean from time to time there were big whales spurting the seawater, and there were many monkeys, foxes, and tigers in those forests. Wolf. Rabbits, snakes and other thousands of animals thrive.

There are many species, but they are all mortals, there are no alien beasts at all, and there are no demon immortals who have achieved Taoist cultivation and are like the Peacock King.

唳~唳~

Anger screamed twice in the air and flew away.

It was not proficient in grasping strength at this time, and its speed was too fast, if it wasn't for the three of them to become strong, they would have been thrown out.

This small world is much bigger than the small world of the Dao of Creation.

It took hundreds of thousands of miles to come to an ice field.

The climate here is unusually cold, and the ground is frozen and snow-capped everywhere.

Whew~~

The wind howled, faintly mixed with strange power.

Except for Gu Shao's injury, Meng Bingyun and the two of them had one face, and raised the secret treasure to cover their bodies.

This violent wind actually contained a powerful force that was enough to kill the ghosts and immortals.

"This is the Ancient Dragon Tomb!"

Meng Bingyun's eyes flickered, and a small bronze bell hovered above her head, protecting her body.

"Yes, I already feel the breath of the ancient dragons."

Ao Luan was slightly excited, looking at the huge ice palace in the distance and the surrounding icicles like mountains.

Gu Shaosheng was slightly embarrassed, but he didn't say anything.

He had said before that he couldn't move the corpse of the ancestor of the people, but who would have thought that the anger had already eaten the dragon corpse left by the ancestors.

Call~

The three of them had different thoughts in their hearts, and at the same time they walked in the cold wind and came to the huge ice palace.

The huge ice palace, like the icicles of the mountain, and the dragon corpses that are alive and vivid, in a thousand postures, are held with the utmost majesty, as if they have entered a permanent solidified state.

"This! This is! ”

Ao Luan looked at the broken icicles in all directions, and his face changed greatly.

As a descendant of the ancient Heavenly Dragon, she naturally knew that there were a total of one thousand and one dragon corpses in the dragon tomb.

But at this time, there were seven or eight hundred dragon corpses missing!

What made her even more unacceptable was that in the record, the corpse of the dragon leader standing in the center of the Ice Palace was gone.