Gao Ran stood on His Majesty, held the jade seal of the Northern Zhou Emperor in his hand, and pointed out obliquely with the sword of the Human Emperor, and the light golden light followed, turning the entire palace into a golden splendor.

The sun, moon and stars float on the top of the palace, the mountains, rivers and mountains fill the surroundings, a palace evolves into a heaven and earth, there are many phantoms crawling in it, there are solemn and noble gods, there are immortals who are indifferent to the world, there are evil demons who kill and fall, and there are all kinds of big demons.

The Sword of the Human Emperor, stop the demonic chaos on the earth, end the mythological era, and open a peerless divine weapon for the prosperity of the human race!

The body of the sword is stained with the blood of immortals, gods and demons, condensed into the figures of various races on the back, and has been fused with the blood of the human race powerhouses from generation to generation.

In Changle City, many days of chaos have made many ordinary people panic, some pray to God and worship Buddha, some rely on the strong, and some have fallen into evil ways, and at this moment, their hearts were shocked at the same time, and a majestic voice sounded in their minds:

"I am Gao Yan, the lord of the Great Zhou, guarding the subjects, and not teaching immortals, gods and demons to plunder!"

One by one, the people felt that this voice was full of prestige, and they couldn't help but be moved, as if they had found the backbone of the heart, and found the leader who led themselves and others to support each other to avoid the disaster, some of them knelt on the ground, some burst into tears, some rejoiced, and some united as one, and an invisible breath rushed into the void.

"I am Gao Yan, the lord of the Great Zhou, guarding the subjects, and not teaching immortals, gods and demons to plunder!"

Accompanying Beijing, Lulong, Juyuan, every city, every village, and every subject in the Northern Zhou Dynasty had a similar voice in their hearts, and at the same time, there was no difference between distance and proximity, no difference between high and low, their beliefs, their will, and their desires were invisibly connected.

Outside a county. The "Six Annihilation Yama Golems" slapped down with one palm, collapsing the city protection array, and the heroes and ordinary people in it fell into despair at the same time.

At that moment, they heard Gao Lan's voice, and they clung to the last straw.

Huo Ran, the light soared into the sky, and the image of an emperor stood out above the city, the robe of the Ming and Yellow Emperors, the crown of Pingtian, handsome and indifferent. His lips were extremely thin, as if he was Gao Ran himself, and he had crossed a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant and appeared here.

The pale gold long sword in Gao Ran's hand was swung out, and the faces of the immortals, gods and demons engraved on the back were all highlighted, and the blood of the strong people who had been integrated in the past was immortal, and finally fixed on the "evil demon image"!

The meaning of the royal road is revealed, the demonic aura dissipates, and the "Six Annihilation Yama Statues" are like encountering a nemesis. The movement was unexpectedly slow, and the sea of vitality that collapsed around him opened up, and the ruined qi mass that exploded everywhere turned into two halves like tofu.

The pale gold sword fell, and the six Extinction Golems split into two. Restore a strange bone.

The sword of the human emperor is out, and the demon is beheaded!

On the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the grassland, above a city, Gao Lan's figure suddenly appeared again. Leap into the heights, where it is the battlefield of Daman and He Qi.

He has a cold face, and he also bears the sun, moon and stars of mountains, rivers, and rivers. Another sword swing.

Seeing Gao Ran attacking him, Daman was quite surprised, but he quickly regained his composure, grabbed his hand, and countless points of light of wish power converged into a statue of a god, a statue of a god with golden divine fire burning all over his body.

As soon as this statue appeared, it pounced on Gao Ran, and there were vines wrapped around its body behind it, and strange insects flying all over the sky were all transformed by witchcraft, trying to block it for a moment.

Gao Ran's eyes were indifferent, his thin lips were tightly closed, he replaced the sky with himself, reversed the direction, and immediately stood above the statue and all kinds of witchcraft and magical powers, and then slashed out the human emperor sword vertically.

Light gold flows, blood changes, and the map of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and rivers behind Gao Yan remains unchanged, but the immortals, gods and demons around him shrink suddenly, leaving only the appearance of gods, noble and high gods.

The long sword slashed the statue of the god, the golden flame dissipated, the light point of the power dissipated, turning into a rain all over the sky, and there was no power to resist, and the witchcraft and immortal heavenly realm behind it were also leveled with a sword, as if they had met a natural nemesis.

Seeing that the front of this pale gold long sword is engraved with the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers, and on the back there are fairies, gods and demons prostrate, and the sword hilt is written on farming, fish, and animal husbandry, and the human race is in a variety of ways, Daman was suddenly startled and blurted out:

"Human Emperor Sword!"

Man will win the day, the enemy of fairies, gods and demons!

And it seems that he has awakened to the level of the earth immortal! Daman knew that the human emperor's sword was powerful, and he no longer had the will to fight, so he hurriedly used his life-saving supernatural powers, intending to escape far away.

It's a pity, if it's just a one-on-one encounter with Gao Ran, he still has a chance to survive, at this moment, when the Human Emperor Sword cut off his "stand-in", the true body of the blue god not far away was forced out by the invisible and phaseless sword qi and was caught up by Gao Ran.

After a few breaths, Da Man stood in the air, and the sword qi on the blue god spirit really spewed from the inside out, disintegrating inch by inch, and even the blue-black weird rattan staff was restrained by Gao Lan.

Daman falls, immortality and immortality, and if there is enough incense, it can be reborn, but I don't know how many years it will take.

At this time, He Qi suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see a purple meteor crossing the sky, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was shocked in his heart:

"Cui Qinghe has fallen!"

Gao Ran looked up, turned around, and faced the south, the crown of the sky was not chaotic, and the bright yellow robe moved with the wind, majestic and clear, solemnly announcing the eight directions:

"I am Gaolan, the lord of the Great Zhou, wherever there are the people of my Great Zhou, there is me!"

This is the wonderful use of the human emperor's sword and the emperor's jade seal!

As soon as the words fell, Gao Ran appeared on the border between the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the Great Jin Dynasty, and then with his sword, the pale golden light pierced the void and rushed towards a long-awaited old enemy.

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In the Shaolin Temple, in the relics pagoda, the Tibetan scripture pavilion empty wisdom monk sits on the top floor, in front of him is a ring knife stained with red dust, Ananda breaks the ring knife, and there is a Buddha statue around, each Buddha statue is enshrined under a glass-like relic, which is the death of the monks of the past dynasties, there is no lack of Arhat relics, and even Dharma relics!

Because of his secret injury, not only the first seat of the Bodhi Monastery was thoughtless, but the elder of the Bodhidharma Monastery was here to help control the array, and even the first empty temple of the Bodhidharma Monastery during the ten years of facing the wall was also allowed to go out for a short time to inspect all parties in the temple and prevent hidden dangers.

As for the elder Xuanbei, the dean of Bodhi, he heard that the abbot's junior disciple was empty, one sat at the pass of Nirvana, and the other sat on the dry meditation, because it was far from the time of life and death, and it was impregnable and did not disturb them.

And in the most inconspicuous and neglected miscellaneous courtyard, the fat monk Xuanxin with a shy belly. looked at the sky, counted the hours, suddenly stood up, threw away the fat and wine, and the smiling expression became solemn, and there was a little happiness and relief.

He shook his head, and his body suddenly grew in size, nine feet in size, covered with white hair, and had wings on his back. It turned out to be a monster, a monster covered by the art of change!

Xuanxin spit out a gourd from his mouth, pointed his hand, and a white light rose from the gourd, and a banner hung in the white light, the color was colorful, and the light reflected a thousand.

"It's been boring for more than ten years, and it's finally begun!" he shook slightly, and suddenly ten thousand demons roared in unison under the relics pagoda in the back mountain. One of the breaths was strong and terrifying, no worse than the Peacock Demon King, rushing to make the relics pagoda sway, and rushing to make the relics in the middle shine. The color is colored glass, and in addition, there is a lot of demon-level atmosphere.

"The Bai Ze Demon King suppressed by the Yuankong Patriarch is not dead?" The relics pagoda shook, and Kong Hui was slightly surprised. Although the lifespan of the demon race has always been longer than that of the human race, the Bai Ze Demon King should have died a long time ago!

Unable to distinguish the reason, he made a seal in his hand. Whispering in awe, the relics flew up and were inlaid into various parts of the tower, the Dharma relics jumped into the palm of the empty wisdom, and the Ananda Breaking Ring Knife complemented each other, and thoughtless and non-delusional hurriedly helped to control the shaking mountain protection array, where the glazed fetal Tibetan enchantment intertwined by countless characters and scriptures such as the Prajna Sutra.

All of a sudden, the whole body of the relics pagoda was glazed, showing the boundary of King Kong, firmly suppressing the ten thousand demons at the bottom of the tower.

Outside the gate of Shaolin Mountain, an elegant middle-aged man waited, with a handsome face, black hair, and a wooden hairpin tied at random, with a kind of demon-like demonic charm, it was the "magician" Han Guang.

He didn't go to Xuantian Sect, but came to Shaolin Temple!

Han Guang was followed by a gray-haired grandmaster with an ugly face, like a powerful demon.

Seeing that the Shaolin array was shaking, Han Guang seemed to have expected it, and his right hand was held down leisurely, time slowed down, and the swastikas and scriptures that were circulating layer by layer suddenly seemed to freeze.

The fleeting flaws were accurately grasped by him!

"Attacking" Shaolin Temple is also attacking the right way!

Han Guang grabbed it with his left hand, and the two figures disappeared, and the glazed fetal enchantment instantly recovered, as if there was no abnormality.

Somewhere in the back mountain, Han Guang's figure flashed away, penetrated the void, and entered the secret passage.

He was extremely fast, and in an instant he reached a fork in the road, where a high-ranking monk was guarded.

The monk was wearing a red robe, his face was withered, like a rotten tree, sensing that someone was approaching, and he was about to ask, but he had fallen into a sluggish time, and was slapped by Han Guang with a palm and turned into dust.

Han Guang's footsteps did not stop, until he reached the place of "love, righteousness, kindness, and benevolence, don't enter this door".

He turned around and said to the gray-haired grandmaster, "Run the magic skill, open this door, and when the matter is done, return your righteous son to you." ”

"Yes, Sect Master. "This gray-haired grandmaster has an ugly face, crazy eyes, and is full of evil.

Han Guang has wide robes and big sleeves, waiting with his hands, his face is angular, his temperament is mature and deep, and his heart is slightly sneering:

"Today's situation, the world is chaotic, the clouds are overturning, but the details are small, only to improve yourself is the king!"

............

Meng Qi didn't know where he had broken through, anyway, it was a barren mountain and a wild ridge, and there was no strong aura nearby.

He felt that his sleeve robe was about to explode, so he quickly flung out the leader of the Golden Horde, Hasullah, and the long knife in his right hand was extremely fast, and followed and slashed at the enemy.

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In the Sword Washing Pavilion, Jiang Zhiwei is responsible for the order in the door to prevent people from taking advantage of the chaos.

Suddenly, she felt something in her heart, and looked high in the sky, only to see a purple meteor streak across the sky.

"Cui Qinghe has fallen. A familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Master, are you out of the customs?" Jiang Zhi turned her head in surprise and saw her master Su Wuming, dressed in green clothes, empty, as if there was nothing to do, his face was handsome, but his eyes were indifferent and deep, as if he had gone through several things in the world and rolled a lot of red dust.

Su Wuming nodded slightly, and there seemed to be a little emotion in his tone: "Things in the world are always difficult to be perfect, and there is no need to force it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a fragment of a mirror flew out of his hand and floated in front of him.

This fragment is dark and dull, but it seems to reflect all kinds of phantoms, the infinite universe.

Jiang Zhiwei's heart moved, remembering what the little monk said, and blurted out:

"Haotian Mirror Fragments!" (To be continued......)

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