Heaven and earth are silent. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Only this sea of stars that is constantly flowing still maintains some warmth.

But this warmth did not come from the sea of stars itself, but from the illusory and headless remnant soul.

Endless starlight intersects, creating another wonderful world in this otherworldly place.

But no matter how bizarre this star world is, it doesn't mean much to this remnant soul.

He's headless.

How can a headless have eyes?

How can you comprehend the excitement around you without eyes?

Although the faint flickering magic light on his chest was like a constriction of pupils, it was not a real eye after all, even if he could barely observe something, the scope and time would be very limited, and he still had no reason to waste this last small means on such a meaningless thing as looking at the sea of stars.

Actually, sometimes it makes sense.

For example, when you sit with her, hold hands and look up at the sky.

The headless remnant soul smiled and didn't say a word, but the speed of the magic light on his chest couldn't help but increase frequently.

He tried to suppress this frequency.

Because he wanted to preserve the last trace of his qi and walk back to the familiar Yichuan from this strange sea of stars, even if there was only a remnant soul left, and he couldn't touch her again, it would be good to take a look at her from afar.

Starfall does not return.

Who's to say it isn't?

But he really doesn't want to be that dishonest villain!

It's just that God doesn't open his eyes like he is now.

The remnant soul wandered, helpless.

He didn't know how long he had been in such a crippled state.

All he knew was that he had heard countless voices along the way.

The roar of the sea of stars, the sound of horns and gongs and drums, the sound of the iron horse and the glacier falling into a dream, and the long whistle of Jin Ge dancing in the sky......

The sound is in the ears, and the sound does not disperse.

But it was not as pleasant as the whispers in the city of the Yiren.

It is not as strong as the four characters that roll up the lonely smoke of the desert and blow the yellow sand of the Gobi.

"Send you thousands of miles!"

Thousands of miles, very tall.

It seems that there are only 90,000 miles between heaven and earth.

Does this so-called thousand miles refer to a real or imaginary number?

The real number is not very cool, I have said to help people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, although we are not a monk, but also a Shennong general with an identity, even if you can't make up 90,000 miles, it's okay to come to 70,000 or 80,000 miles, don't mind.

If you have an imaginary number, there is a suspicion of being tricky, and I really don't want to accept such an unruly person......

Wait, it seems that when I was hungry and cold in the wind and snow many years ago, the eldest brother surnamed Jiang, who had the grace of saving his life and the grace of knowing him, always liked to say something to himself that was mysterious and difficult to understand.

Is that him?

His words should be a little more generous, and he shouldn't just shout the four words shriveled and shriveled, no matter how he is, he must find a pot of good wine and pay tribute to me, a courtier and brother.

Xing Tian thought so and smiled.

It's just that soon he couldn't laugh.

Before the words of the four words "send you thousands of miles" were completely spread, he felt that a strong aroma of wine was being enveloped by a strong sword qi, breaking through the clouds and soaring!

......

Jiang Yu on the throne of Emperor Yan sat upright, looking solemn.

He didn't follow Lu Boya's example of using his fingers as a sword, occupying all the romance in every inch, and opening up the way of heaven when he talked and laughed.

Instead, in his own way, he flicked his sleeves.

The literati have two sleeves and a breeze.

The knights of the rivers and lakes have two sleeves of green dragons.

I, Jiang Yu, have neither a breeze nor a green dragon.

There is wine in one sleeve and a sword in the other.

That's all.

But it's enough.

I have a wine, tossing it high!

Swallow the sun and the moon, melt the basil!

I have a sword, and I will hand it over thousands of miles!

Kill all the grievances and hatreds, and smile proudly!

The aroma of wine is near, and the sword is strong.

Send you thousands of miles!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, it shook the heavens and the earth, Jiang Yu's breath suddenly climbed, and the god-emperor level cultivation and years of intensive study of the Dao method were all integrated into this wine and sword, just to send that person.

There is the light of the sun shining on the mountains and rivers, rushing out of the Zhaoming Palace, covering the Shennong clan, and shocking the heavens!

There is a great shore law rising from the ground, showing people with 33,000 white hairs, bathed in flames, and angry to fight heads!

Jiang Yu sacrificed the fire ox totem, turning the world upside down with one palm, causing countless people to wake up from their dreams.

And his palm is neither creation nor destruction, just to push that wine and a sword forward.

......

Jiang Yu's hands were very rough.

The calluses in the palm of your hand are like the undulating ravines in the mountains.

Perhaps this is the common characteristic of everyone who has worked hard or practiced diligently.

He does not have the innate divine power of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's fierce general Li Mu.

There is no such good luck as Xingtian to get the Pangu clan's physical supernatural powers.

But he has a strong perseverance that many people don't have.

It was with this perseverance that he picked up a hoe, a sickle, a shovel, and a halberd.

The military and agriculture of the Shennong clan are one, regardless of each other, even if he is the Yan Emperor who is high in the eyes of others and does not eat fireworks, he has had an extremely long military and agricultural career.

He rarely complains about anything.

Just silently doing what he thinks he should do.

Day after day, year after year, his white hands had long since turned black, but his inky hair had become as white as snow.

Three thousand feet of gray hair.

The black hand hangs two feet.

All off the ground.

Under the stunned gaze of many Shennong clan people who had just woken up from their sleep, he grew crazy with white hair and rioted with black hands.

There was once a place blocking a river.

Today, there is an emperor to send a general.

In order to send this general, he shook the world with his imperial might!

A hundred miles.

Two hundred miles.

Three hundred miles.

Four hundred miles.

Five hundred miles

......

A thousand miles.

Two thousand miles.

Three thousand miles.

Four thousand miles.

Five thousand miles.

......

In a few breaths, he used his hands to explode the heaven and earth qi machine, and sent a wine and a sword to a height of thousands of miles.

The atmosphere is gradually broken, and the sea of stars is gradually changing.

Emperor Yan roared suddenly, and the words were in the mountains and rivers.

Ten thousand fires rose into the air, haunting his Dharma Phase, like a bowed minister.

This scene is more shocking than millions of catapults pouring fire oil and starting together to break the city with flints.

Because the flints thrown by the catapult, even if they gather in one place, with the help of the momentum of the sky, they are just like a heavenly fire god descending.

And he, Jiang Yugang, is the Yan Emperor who controls all the fires in the world, even if the fire god Zhu Rong clan meets him, he has to bow down, as for the Shennong clan, although it is mainly only distributed in the first heaven, but because of his sitting, compared to the real heavenly court, how much inferior can it be?

Ten thousand miles.

Twenty thousand miles.

Thirty thousand miles.

Forty thousand miles.

Fifty thousand miles.

Sixty thousand miles.

......

Thousands of miles just a snap of his fingers, Jiang Yu waved his hand.

However, when that wine and sword traveled to 80,000 miles, it encountered a great bottleneck, and although it did not stagnate, the rate of rise began to slow down.

In the past, he broke thousands of miles in one breath, but now he can only break thousands of miles or even hundreds of miles in one breath.

In this way, after about half a pillar of incense, a wine and a sword can stop for 89,000 miles.

Is this the end of it?

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth set off a cold arc, forming a strong contrast with the scorching flames flowing around him.

The man who would rather send troops privately to keep his throne was not only his courtier, but also his brother.

He is really in Yichuan, entangled in political affairs, and he can't rush to the front line to save his life, can't he even have a chance to give him a ride in the end?

Then he, the Yan Emperor, is inevitably too cowardly.

"Although the luck of the Shennong clan has decreased, as the Yan Emperor, how can I be so unhelpful?"

Jiang Yu sneered, and the coldness in his smile merged into the flames around him, forming the two heavens of ice and fire.

"Ninety thousand miles, my brothers, my siblings, how can they be trapped by this heaven and earth?"

Jiang Yu asked the sky, the emperor's qi suddenly reached the extreme, did he have the potential to become the master of crape myrtle!

Under the heavenly dome, he raised his hand again.

With a sword that he has learned all his life, he is especially better than Lu Boya's heavenly punishment.

This sword, reverberating the intestines, shaking the past and the present, is called 100,000 miles!

......

Unlike many other people who were awakened by Jiang Yu's imperial aura and strong sword power, Jiang Cheng had not slept for three days and three nights.

But first, the main star breaking army related to the Punishment Heavenly Destiny suddenly fell, and then Jiang Yugang handed a wine and a sword to a height of 100,000 miles, and the emperor's power rose and fell, suppressing the mountains and rivers, and he was already a powerful minister of the Shennong clan, sitting in the rear, responsible for the protection of Yichuan and many surrounding cities, and had a lot of contact with Yan Emperor Jiang Yugang, so he was naturally familiar with this breath.

After perceiving such a shocking appearance, Jiang Cheng immediately put down the book, walked out of the pavilion, and looked into the sky in the distance, but in an instant, he had changed color one after another.

"The broken army will fall from the star, Xingtian must have encountered an accident, with the courage of Xingtian, coupled with the physical supernatural power of the Pangu clan, even if he encounters the congenital demon king of the same level, he can also fight, although Ying Long, who is known as the strongest general of the Xuanyuan clan, is strong, at best, it is on par with Xingtian, and it is impossible to kill him. As for Emperor Xuanyuan, he has this ability, but Emperor Yan is entangled with him a lot, restraining each other, if he leaves Xuanyuan Hill and goes to the front line, Emperor Yan will definitely find out, at most he will use his Dao body to blind the heavens. ”

"Gongsun Xuanyuan's cultivation to the realm of the Divine Emperor, that is, the matter of nearly a thousand years, even if he has the foundation left by the Emperor-level Divine Medicine and the Earth Emperor Shaodian, his cultivation at this time will never exceed the middle stage of the Divine Emperor. In this case, the combat power of one of his Dao bodies has reached the peak of the God King, and if he wants to strengthen it, he can only rely on magic weapons, but there is no sign of the peerless treasure being at the top of his life recently, so the Human Emperor Dao Body cannot pose a fatal threat to Xingtian. ”

Jiang Cheng's eyes flickered, and he continued to deduce and analyze in his mind, and suddenly locked on to a phase star in the dim starlight above, and said gloomily: "It seems that the snipe and the clam are fighting, but you are the fisherman." ”

Seeing the flickering of the star in his eyes, Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly formed two levels of light and dark, which coincided with the celestial phenomena.

"Emperor Yan has a sword of 100,000 miles, just to toast and send the last journey of the punishment day, this is friendship. But I have neither the friendship of a monarch nor a brotherhood with Xingtian, only the fate of being a minister with the court, the fate of life and extinction, ethereal, I don't pay attention to those, but since you have cut the fortune of the punishment with ethereal metaphysics, and set a death calamity for him in advance, I naturally have to give a good return gift. ”

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On this day, two sensational news swept through many galaxies like a storm.

One of them is from the Shennong clan, and it is the Yan Emperor Jiang Yu who handed over 100,000 miles with a wine and a sword, subverting the sea of stars and recalling the remnant soul of Xingtian!

The second is from the Xuanyuan clan, and the wind queen, who is also the prime minister and the boss, was suddenly seriously ill, and the natal star and celestial phase are also a sign of fall!

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