readx;?? The blood in Emperor Yunxiao's body boiled, as if there was a fire burning, and one after another roaring will continued to impact the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in his body, and the power of the surging Buddha rolled up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info^^^Baidu chapter^^^

In the blink of an eye, two golden-red wings suddenly stretched out from his back, and a black mysterious charm appeared in it.

Suddenly, Di Yunxiao actually paused at the last step, and his body maintained a posture and no longer moved.

"Have you had an epiphany? This person is a peerless Tianjiao, a world-famous ghost talent who has appeared in a hundred countries in Ganzhou for thousands of years, and a manifestation of the great prosperity of Buddhism! ”

The old monk can no longer sit still, Di Yunxiao is on the top of the golden ladder, and he can fall into an epiphany, it can be said that this person is almost a collection of thousands of favors, and his qualifications are so high that he has to look at him.

Although the mysterious Buddha power in Emperor Yunxiao's body was mixed with a monstrous killing aura, it was not as evil as the chaotic demons, but somewhat similar to the death power smelted by pure killing power.

For Buddhism, there is a saying: death is life, birth and death are death, and the two are the realm of the wheel, and there is no single existence.

The meaning is very simple, life and death are entangled, after death, reincarnation will usher in a new life, and after being born in this world, there will definitely be a day of final death, no one can avoid it.

Emperor Yunxiao's appearance caused many invincible great masters to have complicated faces, and many people's eyes were filled with deep fear and envy.

They have been cultivating martial arts for decades, and very few of them can really enter the epiphany, and it is really a torment to watch others escape under their noses into the epiphany that makes them greedy.

"Damn, bastard, bastard! How could he have this opportunity, no, he couldn't just comprehend the essence of martial arts so simply, he had to do it. ”

The gaze of He Qianxi, the God of Wealth of the Heavenly Dragon Court, was dark and cold, and without a trace, he gave a color to one of the Great Elders of the Heavenly Dragon Court, and that Taishang swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Just about to speak, but when he saw He Qianxi's throat-cutting action, he was so frightened that he swallowed the words into his stomach and didn't dare to criticize it again. He Qianxi is at the helm of Tianlong Tingganzhou, and since he has made a big plan, they have to obey it.

But do you really want to be the enemy of that demon-like man?

The three Supreme Elders of the Heavenly Dragon Court were chilled, they were not He Qianxi, they had seen with their own eyes how Emperor Yunxiao killed the Three-Headed Snake King like a dog.

Such a fierce beast as a helm-level powerhouse, it was dismembered by Emperor Yunxiao after being killed under their noses, and it was covered in hundreds of years of essence blood and inner dan, and made a wedding dress for others in vain.

The Demon Dao giants of the Blood Demon Tower were also silent. Blood Wudao was injured and fainted, and they naturally knew why, so they didn't have the slightest good impression of that Mr. Emperor.

Since the God of Wealth of the Heavenly Dragon Court wanted to pick up the other party, they were also happy to take a hand, after all, those cherished classics in Emperor Yunxiao's arms made people's eyes tight.

At this time, Emperor Yunxiao unknowingly fell into a fantasy realm.

He seemed to dream that he was incarnated as the widow of a tribe, facing countless chasing figures around him alone, and the bloody wind and rain aroused a monstrous murderous opportunity.

The hazy rain poured down, and the ground was full of severed arms and stumps, and blood stained the ground red, and Di Yunxiao could barely see the blades on the ground through this pair of eyes.

After a few breaths, a huge tomb appeared in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, tens of thousands of broken swords have accumulated, like an ancient sword tomb, and the breath of killing is rushing to the face, like the top of the sky dome, which makes people's hearts tremble.

"What the hell is this?"

Di Yunxiao was shocked in his heart and muttered, but it was a pity that he seemed to be imprisoned in this body, and he could only see everything from this person's perspective.

Suddenly, on top of the huge sword tomb where countless broken swords had been laid, there was a thunderbolt in the world, and the surging thunder and lightning surged, suddenly impacting a silver-white long sword at the top of the sword tomb.

This figure staggered and moved, and with a resolute will, he insisted on climbing the sword tomb dozens of feet high.

The shattered sword easily cut his skin, and blood flowed, but this person had no sense of taste, and still crawled towards the silver long sword with all his strength.

For a moment, Di Yunxiao seemed to think of something, no longer struggling, like a third party, feeling the stars of this person, and gradually sinking into it.

・・・・・・

"Do it, don't let this son wake up, we must do our best with one blow. ”

The God of Wealth, He Qianxi, gathered his voice into a line, and took advantage of the moment when Emperor Yunxiao's eyebrows were frowning, and ordered several Supreme Elders of the two holy lands to take action and assassinate Emperor Yunxiao.

Click!

The two **** silver needles were intercepted halfway, and a dagger shot by He Qianxi himself had not yet touched Di Yunxiao, but it was like glass, broken into several knots.

Who? Who dares to stop their two holy places!"

He Qianxi and the Supreme Elders of the two holy lands were nervous, looking around, at this juncture, there were people carrying their holy lands behind their backs to protect Emperor Yunxiao, which was equivalent to declaring war.

When the momentum of the seven Taishang of the two holy lands skyrocketed, and they wanted to see who was so bold and reckless, they met the gaze of the three helmsmen of the Strange Thing Xuan, the Shushan Sword Sect, and the Desolate God Temple, which was almost frozen.

The seven Supreme Elders' hearts trembled wildly, they were very cold, and their faces turned pale and they couldn't help lowering their heads, not daring to look directly.

"He Qianxi, you have gone too far, when did the Tianlong Court start to behave so unruly. ”

The Si Bu of the Desolate God Temple had a gloomy face at the helm, and the dust in his hand exuded a glowing brilliance, and he actually took out the secret treasure given by this sect, which shocked the hearts of dozens of strong people.

The sound was not loud, but it still shook the legs of the strong men of the Blood Demon Tower and the Heavenly Dragon Court, and they almost failed to withstand the pressure of the golden ladder, and fell directly to the ground.

The atmosphere, which was originally stable, suddenly became tense, and the powerhouses of the rest of the holy lands looked at the silver needles and daggers on the ground, reacted, and immediately looked at the people of the two holy lands, with a trace of contempt.

Cheng Jianfeng of the Shushan Sword Sect is arrogant at the helm, even if he doesn't like Emperor Yunxiao very much, he will never do something like He Qianxi.

Blocking the opportunity for promotion is not inferior to the hatred of killing his father and taking his wife, it is really too hateful.

Let's ask, if they transform into a stunned mind in the next opportunity, they are stumbled by someone halfway, and they miss the rare opportunity in this life, they will definitely be crazy.

He Qianxi of the Heavenly Dragon Court saw that the three helmsmen had stopped all their yin damage methods, and his face immediately turned blue and pale, and he looked at the three of them with cold killing intent.

Regarding the cold words of the Desolate God Temple Division who did not regret taking the helm, He Qianxi twitched the corners of his eyes disdainfully: "Don't talk about the rules? What are the rules we set at the beginning? How many of you still remember?"

"The harvest of the Broken Dragon Tomb this time, the Seven Holy Lands will be divided into seven or eight out of ten in the end, but unfortunately this is just the beginning, and nearly half of it will be enveloped by one person. You can watch him alone with your eyes open, and I don't want to make it difficult for the adults of this sect to have an explanation. ”

He Qianxi was well aware of the risks brought by the exposure of this matter, and was very angry in his heart that Si did not regret not giving himself face in public and stabbing things to the surface.

In a hurry, he could only move out of the main sect of the major holy places to impeach many helmsmen, after all, those sect masters of the sect had long regarded the great harvest of this trip as something in their own pockets.

Si Buregret and the others' eyes shrank, although He Qianxi is the God of Wealth, but He Mei, who is at the helm and Wanbaolou, is not a person all the way, and he is a narrow person, and he will repay him.

However, they used to know the general situation more or less, and they could bear it, but today they angrily moved out the real people in charge of the major holy places, which was to attack their prestige.

Cheng Jianfeng snorted coldly, and the Qingyue sword in the scabbard behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath, and was held in his hand, and the sharp sword blade pointed directly at He Qianxi, without hiding the disgust in his heart.

"He Qianxi, don't talk nonsense with your eyes open. Earlier, we also set a rule, except for the last opportunity to inherit, gold, silver, wealth, and secret texts of exercises all depend on personal chances, and they cannot be forcibly taken, but can be exchanged. ”

"Now you are using some subterfuge to provoke the anger of Mr. Emperor against the Seven Holy Lands? ”

Don't look at Cheng Jianfeng's awe-inspiring appearance, in fact, he already has his own plans in his heart.

When Di Yunxiao stepped straight on the 789th step, he was already shocked by Di Yunxiao's talent and strength in his heart, such a peerless masterpiece was definitely not comparable to them.

If Venerable Hao Miao was at the beginning, wasn't he also a scattered person, but decades later, it was also threatening the land of Kyushu, forcing the seven holy lands to be embarrassed, and even the Lord of Lei Yin Venerable Buddha Shi Wujiang lost it.

The ancient clans of Tiandu, when they first saw Venerable Hao Miao, they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of provoking Hao Miao's heart.

A thousand years ago, the rise of the Emperor Clan in the East China Sea was inseparable from Venerable Hao Miao.

But any amazing talent must be a dormant dragon, as long as it is given a chance, it will soar into the sky and be unstoppable.

Let's look at Emperor Yunxiao now, he is already at the helm of these martial arts cultivators for sixty or seventy years, and after more than ten years, how much will the gap between Di Yunxiao and them widen?

Many helmsmen are not stupid, they are more calculating than anyone else, and the reason why they are so fanfare is just to sell a good job in front of Emperor Yunxiao.

The words made He Qianxi's face pale, and he immediately twitched a pair of huge golden Jiao scissors, this is the secret treasure of an old land immortal in the Heavenly Dragon Court, and the power is amazing.

There was a tumbling within the Holy Land, and many forces were retreating from the queen of Cang, for fear of being strung in and dying without a corpse.

"Cheng Jianfeng, are you determined to obstruct me?"

He Qianxi's tone was full of coldness, a huge internal energy was rolling and exploding in his body, and there was already a threat in his words, if Cheng Jianfeng and the others really didn't get out of the way, they would inevitably see blood today.