The overwhelming dark clouds soon gathered near Zhenling Mountain, because of the appearance of these dragon groups, so invisibly formed an "aura", since ancient times, dragons are high gods, I didn't expect that now it will be reduced to such a fate, driven by the rest of the creatures that were once regarded as ants, stepping on the feet and unable to move. Someone once said: "The dragon is a thing, and the change is gratuitous, and it is explained that because of its spirit, it can ascend to heaven, and the god is the thing, and the life is called the spirit." When the word "dragon" was created, it was also extremely difficult, because it was a sacred object and could not be called arbitrarily. At the time of writing these words, a vision appeared in the sky, and the whole blue sky, which seemed to be like a round giant covering the earth in the eyes of people, suddenly cracked in half, and the earth roared and trembled, and all living beings trembled, and watched the huge "fireballs" that continued to fall from the sky, smashing on the ground and bursting out thousands of sparks. On the earth, there were large and deep craters that were densely packed, which can still be seen today.

The first person who created the word for all things, after seeing the great harm that this word brought to all things, lamented that it was too early, and crossed out the word "dragon".

The moment he crossed the words, the vision suddenly faded, and the cracked sky began to close, and the earth was silent, as if nothing had happened.

On that day, all things knew the truth that the gods could not be touched.

In the time that followed, with the beginning of the avenue of all living beings, the status of the so-called divine creatures began to decline on this large basis, and began to become "equal" in the status of all things.

As a result, there is another saying: "All things can be cultivated and become gods!"

The change in the status of the ancient god of the dragon also made those gods who had been in the god position for a long time see something. Therefore, the ancient gods created the Divine Domain, and the threshold for entering the Divine Domain began to become higher and higher, and the creatures on the earth, cultivating and ascending, are actually beneficial to the heavens and the earth, but if they can't enter the Divine Domain, they can only grow old slowly with time, and eventually die, and the aura of one returns to this heaven and earth, feeding back the heavens and the earth. People in the realm of gods have such an opportunity, because although they have not entered the realm of gods, they have already been sealed as gods, and they have been associated with the word "god", so the years they have have are extremely long, more than 10,000 years.

There is a fact that the creatures of this heaven and earth do not want to mention, but they have to admit it.

That is, in the heaven and earth at this time, the creatures who cultivate on the earth are actually more like being captive in this heaven and earth by the gods who overlook the world from the sky.

Otherwise, why hasn't anyone been able to reach the Divine Realm for more than 10,000 years since then?

They don't want to think about it, because when they think about it, they feel more and more pitiful.

"Heaven is not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs. "In different people's ears, it has evolved into two different flavors.

Is it better to have a bad idea, or a better idea?

Vary.

Some people like and are accustomed to thinking about the good, but there are also some people who like to think about the worst, such as the Emperor of the Underworld, such as the current Lin Futian.

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Yan Tian did not choose to transform into a human form to face the people in front of him, but appeared in this forest with his more familiar and effective truth. @奇.. #!fastest

Where these dragons were, the trees turned to powder, and the earth was the huge shape of the dragons.

Eight dragons tied to stone chains appeared together in the middle of the continent, an inconspicuous forest, but they were remembered by almost all the forces on the continent. This day is destined to become extremely extraordinary in future historical events.

Because such a scene happened a long, long time ago, at the very beginning of history. Although the current scene is less than 1/10,000 of the year, such a scene has not appeared for 10,000 years.

Lin Futian frowned, and the killing intent "tentacles" that had appeared at his feet that had condensed into substance began to retract.

My murderous aura has really been held back for too long, these ten reincarnations, the previous nine lives are paving the way for this last life, so the previous nine lives, although I have been to a lot of places, no one knows that there is such a person. People may have seen such a strange person, who has traveled all over the mountains and rivers, and also lay down all over the mountains and rivers, but they quickly forget it, because he also left soon.

No one knows what the Immortal Emperor is doing, except for a few people who probably know something, but in fact, what they know is only the tip of the iceberg of what Lin Futian has done in the past 10,000 years.

For 10,000 years, the Emperor of Hades rarely used his sword and rarely killed people. But the killing intent is getting heavier and heavier.

I have endured it until this life.

For 10,000 years, if the Emperor of the Underworld wanted others not to see him, then no one could see him, and even if they saw him, they would quickly forget it. But if he wants people to remember him one day, everyone will remember him. For example, in this life, the name of Lin Futian, the young master of the Lin family, is estimated to be known to the people of the entire continent.

The eldest young master of the Northwest Lin family, the person in charge of the future Northwest Army, the personal disciple of the dean of the academy, and the "outsider" recognized by Jian Tsuka, all happened to this person.

And he, at this time, was holding a sword, ready to cut people.

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On the top of Zhenling Mountain.

The young monk with golden eyes, step by step, he walked very slowly, but not on purpose, but this road was indeed not as easy to walk as he imagined.

As soon as he stepped into the path, the pinprick air silently pressed against the top of the monk's head and the exposed skin, as if he was walking forward, the blade was in front of him, and with each step forward, the knife became more and more lost.

Suffocation, and then it seems to be death.

The young monk stopped, his hands folded tremblingly, and his eyes closed and opened.

Those extremely rare golden eyes bloomed with a look that had never been seen before.

The suffocating "air" vanished in an instant, and the young monk stepped out, followed by three steps.

On the way up the mountain, there was a monk in white who was moving forward like a broken bamboo, his hands still folded, his eyes staring

Burning, with a firm look.

Since it's mine, then I can afford it!

Layers of trees receded, and a remnant flew upward.

It's like the mountains are pulling people, not people fighting the mountains.

It's weird, it's weird.

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Nangong Qixi looked at Lin Futian.

The latter smiled at him, signaling not to worry.

The next moment.

Lin Futian suddenly appeared next to the yellow-haired monk and asked, "How is it now?"

The golden "lotus" on the yellow-haired monk's arm showed some signs of ruin, and he said, "What do you think? That man, no, he is no longer a human being, this guy has fused himself with the dragon under him, so that we are not just a madman, but a dragon with a human mind." And enemies like this ......" he looked around and continued: "There are seven more. I suspect that there are many more people like this who are not saved at the moment, at least seven. ”

Lin Futian smiled, "It's seven, don't doubt it." Lin Futian looked around and looked over. "The rickety old man hiding behind the crowd, from the Stone People, counts as one. The woman who has been smiling over there is counted as one, the man who clenched his hands into fists and seemed to be hesitating to take the lead now, the Eagle Clan, is also counted as one. There are people like this all around here. Even if this person who has now fused himself with the lower dragon clan with the secret method of the demon clan dies, it is estimated that these people will only watch him die, and after he dies, his most valuable corpse may be the person they really want to save. ”

Lin Futian looked at the yellow-haired monk and smiled, "Don't be surprised, the people of the Demon Sect act like this, they only want to achieve their goal in the end, the process is not important, even if most of these people are killed or injured, there will be no one to help, as long as someone brings things back to the Demon Sect in the end." It doesn't matter how many people die, the last thing the Demon Sect lacks now is the living, and of course, they don't lack the dead people who fight for it. ”

The yellow-haired monk folded his hands and muttered a sin.

Lin Futian looked to the other side, smiled and said hello to Yan Tian and Bai Chan, who had not seen him for a long time.

Regarding Bai Chan's suddenly heterochromatic eyes, Lin Futian was not much surprised.

Because of the words on his side, he had already told him too many answers.

The last time I saw him, his body was not so large, and he had a god.

I remember that he said that he was going to the east, there was the East China Sea in the east, there was the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, what was in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and Lin Futian actually knew a little bit about it. If he didn't guess wrong, the thing in the eyes of Master Bai Chan was very likely to be the rare barrier-breaking bead in the world.

Lin Futian smiled, sure enough, good people have good rewards is the truth he is looking forward to the most.

Over there.

Yan Tian quipped: "I didn't expect this Brother Lin to be not the slightest surprised that you have regained your sight, it's really interesting." ”

Bai Chan nodded and smiled: "Lin Gongzi knows a lot, I think he may have guessed the origin of the thing in my eyes, haha." ”

Master Bai Chan rarely smiled.

I saw it

After this young man, he always felt as if everything around him was slowly moving for the better.

Lin Futian looked at the black-clothed people who were high up, and those huge dragon heads were trampled under their feet like this. He frowned, for such an act, even if he understood the psychology of the Demon Sect, he would definitely not be able to accept it.

He said in a deep voice, "Ten thousand years ago, the dragon clan was not like this. ”

Yan Tian's expression was Ling, and a certain anger in his heart was instantly aroused, and he looked at these fellow clansmen, his eyes full of anger.

Dragons, it shouldn't be like this!

It looked at Bai Zen.

The latter nodded, "Since you're here, you have to do a good job!"

Lin Futian glanced at the golden "lotus" on the arm of the yellow-haired monk, he put his right hand on the hand of the yellow-haired monk, in the shocked eyes of the monk, those golden "lotus" that had begun to wither, suddenly bloomed layer by layer of brilliance, more Buddha.

"You...... Who the hell are you?!" The yellow-haired monk was really shocked by Lin Futian's hand, you know, this is a Buddha lotus! It is the remnant of what the Buddha planted with his own hands! How could he become so ...... in such a person who has no connection with the Buddhist family at all Full of Buddha!?

The bald monk "Wu Zen" laughed heartily, he knew Lin Futian's hand very well, otherwise he would not have lost to him at the beginning, and he had been pestering him for several years since then, before he finally told him the reason, and the "Wu Zen" at that time was much more surprised than the current yellow-haired monk.

Lin Futian glanced at the yellow-haired monk and smiled, "I'm Lin Futian, don't think about it." ”

The yellow-haired monk didn't take Lin Futian's words seriously, because this person's words were so cloudy and foggy that even he didn't know whether what he said was true or false.

The monk abandoned distracting thoughts, and his arms full of golden "Buddha lotus" were full of golden light, and he put his hands together, and a huge golden lotus flower suddenly appeared on the side of the man in black with a pale face, wrapping him in it, and the golden words on the lotus floated around him, turning into chains, binding him.

The man in black, whose face was pale, kept emitting black gas and making a loud noise.

The dragons under him trembled, the earth trembled, the trees fell, and an invisible hurricane struck in all directions.

The west wind took a step forward and blocked Zhao Jingzhi's front, and the scattered hurricane instantly dissipated the bait a hundred meters in front of him, silently.

Zhao Jingzhi glanced at Xifeng with a complicated look, and then quickly withdrew his gaze. She was actually very confused now, but there was no time for her to think quietly about it, and to brush up on the huge amount of memory that had suddenly become extravagant.

An imperceptible smile crossed Zephyr's lips as he squinted ahead. "Why don't you have a sword yet?"

It's about Lin Futian.

Lin Futian didn't look at him, and said with a smile: "Soon." ”

Almost instantly, Lin Futian appeared above the black-clothed man trapped in the golden "lotus" and slashed down.

The thick snow-white sword qi poured down like a waterfall, and the billowing sword qi poured into the golden Buddha lotus.

The face of the young man, who was already pale, became more and more pale, and his sharp corners were incessant

, the child is distorted to a human form. His blood was eroded by the sword qi, and his white bones were gradually revealed.

Lin Fu's face was unremarkable, and his face was reflected snow-white by the white light of the sword qi.

Lin Futian retreated, and after blocking the punch of the black-clothed man who hesitated to make a move, he instantly came to the side of the yellow-haired monk.

"Crossing the curse!" Lin Futian said in a deep voice.

The yellow-haired monk instantly comprehended and recited this ancient mantra.

The golden Buddha lotus was retracted, and the chains formed by the golden words became more and more condensed.

The man appeared at the Buddha Lotus, and the huge wings behind him were instantly retracted, he stretched out his hand, and it turned out to be directly through the Buddha Lotus, pinching the neck of the young man with a pale face, lifting it, and then throwing it aside, the man in black with a pale face fell heavily to the ground, and he was forced to leave and merge with the dragon clan below, he was already too dead to die anymore.

The tall man of the Eagle Clan didn't say a word during the whole process, and his movements were neat. His arm was already boneless, but he didn't seem to care, letting it fall to the side. With an indifferent expression, he bent down, tapped a few times on the dragon, and then stood up and looked at Lin Futian and them.

"Some bullies, right?"

He said in a flat tone.

Lin Futian smiled, "People?"

The tall man frowned, and the dragon under his feet left his feet directly and swooped towards the forest burial sky. And the wide wings behind him spread, and the whole person just hung in the air, staring at the young man who spoke out.

Lin Futian smiled, and he didn't even draw his sword.

Just as the dragon was about to come in front of it, another dragon, longer and larger than it, slammed it to the side, lowered its head and bit its neck, staring at its dull eyes full of anger.

"The miscellaneous members of the Demon Sect, don't think about going back alive today. ”

Yan Tian said in a deep voice.

Lin Futian lifted the Moon Pot Sword and walked away.

The overwhelming sword intent and murderous aura were like a tall sword mound, smashing fiercely into these beasts of the Demon Dao.

Everyone only saw a huge and incomparable snow-white sword qi instantly filling the entire forest, and then it never dispersed for a long time.

The real sword has never been about the realm and cultivation.

Lin Futian held his sword on the ground with both hands, and said indifferently: "This is the sword called." ”

So everyone came out together, each using their own means, and for a while, the entire battlefield was filled with all kinds of complex aura, chaotic, like a chaos ten thousand years ago.

Qi Xiangqi, who had been far away from the battlefield, stood in the distance, his eyes were shining, and the paintbrush in his sleeve fell to the ground without noticing.

He looked at the colorful chaotic picture, and the constant loud noise in his ears was like a thunderclap in his ears.

"Rare sword energy, rare battlefield, hahaha, interesting!"

Qi Xiangqi suddenly squatted on the ground, holding his head, trembling, and then he lay on the ground with his head back, and the trees that kept falling because of the wind were piled up beside him, but where he was lying, not a single branch fell to the ground.

He just lay down in the middle of the stacked tall trees, looking up at the sky with a cold look in his eyes.

"I've been watching you for a long time, and I'm tired of it. ”