Several people appeared in front of the sky city, each of them had an amazing breath, they were men and women, and the leader was a man, with the bearing of a Confucian scholar, giving people a feeling of being like a big day in the sky, frank and open, and bright. Flash Dance.

There is also a person with a similar bearing to him next to him, and it is not difficult to see that they are all scholars. But there are differences in similarities, and they can't match the man's bearing.

Behind the man, there are two women, both of whom are heavenly and human, and compared with Su Mu, the saint of the Taishang Dao, they have their own merits.

However, both of them have one thing in common, they have a special aroma on them.

The faint fragrance refreshes people's souls, as if all the good things of heaven and earth are gathered in one, so that everything in the world and even the sun, moon and stars are close to her.

"Hong Yi, legend has it that the Sky City was destroyed because of the collision with the Creation Boat, I thought that this artifact had disappeared in the long river of time, but I didn't expect that there were still wreckage left in the world, and now it has been found by you."

At this time, a woman beside Hong Yi spoke, she looked at the sky city in front of her, although it was only a wreckage, but she had infinite emotion in her heart.

Her name is Rue Xiangxiang, a master of six thunder tribulations, she is a descendant of the Tianxiang Sect, and her practice is to make herself infinitely beautiful, just like a hero indulging in the gentle land of a beauty.

However, the horror of the Heavenly Fragrance Sect is not limited to this, because they once had a history that swept the world and almost made all beings addicted to the feet of their Heavenly Fragrance.

Hundreds of years ago, their sect leader had a relationship with Oneiroi. It's a pity that Oneiroi repairs the way of forgetting love.

This is probably the only weakness of the Heavenly Fragrance Sect, because all living beings have hearts that like the beautiful and hate the ugly, and more importantly, all living beings have rich feelings.

But the Dream God Machine is not like this, he cultivates the Heavenly Dao, if the sky is affectionate, the sky is old, he has no feelings, so the Heavenly Fragrance Dao has no effect on him.

At the same time, Tianxiang Dao is also the master of judging the situation. Twenty years ago, Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji were the protagonists, so Rue Xiangxiang found Yang Pan and gave birth to a son for him, and that person was the champion Hou.

It's a pity that she didn't get anything from Yang Pan. Now, she thinks that Hong Yi is the protagonist, so she finds Hong Yi and wants to get something.

"I also learned about the whereabouts of this artifact by chance from the mouth of the prince on Wednesday. Fortunately, this sky city seems to be missing something crucial, and now it is broken, so that the Great Zhou Taizu cannot completely refine and operate, and can only let it stay in the void turbulence as his fundamental lair. Otherwise, we won't be able to find this place even if we look for decades. ”

Hong Yi said. His tone was flat, his eyes were calm, even in the face of the artifact Sky City that was within reach, he was still the same in his heart, and he was the same on the outside and on the inside.

Because, since his debut, although there have been many crises, they have all been thrilling and dangerous, it can be said that the journey has been smooth, almost everything is lacking, and you can find what you want, which can be said to be a dream come true.

All this has become a habit. Now, when he wanted to build an artifact, he found the city in the sky, and as always, there was nothing to surprise him. Flash Dance.

"Phew"

Suddenly, Hong Yi held the palm of his hand, and the Panhuang Year Sword appeared in his hand, he waved it again and again, and the Dao Dao Sword Qi broke through the air, making all things mourn, cutting off the years, and hitting the Sky City.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang......

Immediately, the sword aura emitted by the Panhuang Years Sword hit the Sky Copper City, although it did not break the city wall, but it left a lot of traces on it, making this dead and desolate place tremble a few times.

However, even so, there was no movement in this sky city.

"Great, now that there is no owner in this Sky Copper City, we only need to break through the outer formation to turn your temples into a real artifact. At that time, even in the face of the legendary Ship of Creation, even if it is defeated, it will have the capital to fight. It can lay the most solid foundation for you to become a righteous leader. ”

When the man beside Hong Yi saw this, his face was overjoyed. His name is Xie Wenyuan, and he is a scholar like Hong Yi, but he has a higher seniority, and he is a great grandmaster-level figure among scholars.

Although the strength is low now, it is accumulating the foundation, and wants to emulate the Hundred Sages of the Sons, and one day, go straight through the Seven Thunder Tribulations without blinking.

Hearing this, Hong Yi was very happy in his heart. He made a great wish to set rules for the world, to let everyone in the world be like a dragon, to learn knowledge, and let all living beings be like him, to be an upright gentleman.

For this reason, he has already made the beginning of the I Ching, but his skills are limited, and it is impossible to continue to do it.

But as long as the temples are built successfully, all the scholars in the world can be gathered and work together under his leadership.

As long as the book is completed, he will be Yi Zi, a contemporary saint, leading the torrent of Taoism, and preaching the Yang God.

At that time, everything in heaven and earth was up to him, and no one could stop him from doing anything, even if he killed his father Hong Xuanji with his own hands, there would be no problem.

In fact, even if there is no variable of Ye Chen in this world, Hong Xuanji's ending was killed by his own son Hong Yi with his own hands.

And Hong Yi's excuse is to avenge his mother.

But in fact, just like ordinary people facing the law, killing someone is killing someone, and it won't change the outcome because you mean it or not.

And, throughout the book, there is no point that Hong Xuanji killed Meng Bingyun with his own hands, and it was Hong Yi who killed Hong Xuanji with his own hands.

However, Hong Xuanji is indeed the direct murderer who caused Meng Bingyun's death. But even so, after Hong Yi killed Hong Xuanji, when he had the ability to resurrect his dead mother, Hong Yi did not do so.

At this point, whether Hong Yi doesn't want to do it, or whether he doesn't want to dream of a divine machine, is really worth scrutinizing. It's like that saints only exist in legends, and the best saints are the dead saints.

For Hong Yi, the dead mother may be the best mother, and Hong Xuanji is the same.

"Righteous leaders? Wait for a big breath! All things are born free, when will it be your turn to set rules for all beings in the world, I don't know who gave you the qualifications, so that all living beings in the world will live under your customized rules?! ”

Rumble!!

At this moment, Ye Chen's voice came, his breath was shocking, and he shouted loudly, like opening the heavens and the earth, breaking the chaos and breaking the eternal sky.

At this moment, the entire heaven and earth roared, making the sky copper city tremble, as if the end was coming, and everything was about to collapse and collapse, and the horror was boundless.

"Boom!!"

In an instant, the changes regenerated, and every sound of Ye Chen's voice turned into real thunder and lightning.

This situation and this scene are like the endless Yangtze River on the earth, which is rolling and turbulent, and it is more like the heavens shouting and asking, like the punishment of the avenue, to beat all the evil guys to ashes.

"It's not good, this is the pinnacle of the essence of the fist intent!"

Hong Yi's expression changed in shock. The opponent's fist intent is too fierce, even if it is just a loud shout, it can be turned into thousands of thunders, and it truly achieves "its sound is like thunder", like the torrent that breaks through chaos, and wants to reopen the order of heaven and earth.

Under this force, Hong Yi and the others all felt unprecedented suppression, and the beads of sweat on their foreheads were directly forced out.

At this moment, they are like an ordinary person facing a galloping army, and like a lonely boat floating on the turbulent waves, that kind of pressing breath, as if they want to crush them to smithereens, as if they will be destroyed at any time!

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