Chapter 47: Emperor Wa Returns, Yuan Blood Incarnation!
In the past 10,000 years, the most magnificent and grand Lingxiao Festival ended with the Zhenwu title Zhentian.
This title is already the highest, not only has the prestige of boundless power, but also has the majesty of the gods, the name of Zhentian, and there are heavenly soldiers and generals under his command, and after the opening of the mansion, there are giant spirit gods and new four heavenly kings who belong to the first-class level of gods and generals in the entire heavenly realm.
The Four Heavenly Kings are the Shangqing Sect people sent by Taiyi to save the suffering Tianzun.
Because there are too many disciples and grandchildren of Shangqing Daojun, he sent a group of thorns who can fight and carry, and are quite unruly and disobedient to discipline.
After the Ling Xiao Fa Guild sealed the True Martial Demon, there were naturally the rest of the gods and generals who had made contributions, as well as the Huoyao Cave Yang Emperor, but with the True Martial Demon Emperor Zhuyu in front, the seals one by one naturally didn't mean anything.
The gods of the immortals looked at the warrior with a jade crown, ink armor, and a belt of battle robes, and a gentle expression.
I know that since then, this has also become the first-class real power emperor under this Tianque, together with the Great Master Xuandu of the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Temple, the Great True Monarch of the Heavenly God Tianpeng, and the Great Emperor Taiyi of Qinghua to save the suffering.
The name has also been completely decided.
It is for the Emperor of Zhenwu, the Demon Emperor, and the Emperor of Zhentian.
The realm is a great product, and the killing is decisive!
So they all stepped forward to congratulate and congratulate, and Emperor Zhenwu also responded.
And looking at the young man over there, Yang Jian, who was only fourteen years old, bloomed, his expression was resolute, he pursed his lips, and said, "How strong is he, what do you have to do to be able to get to him......"
"Hahahaha, do you want to compare with the real martial master?!"
A rough laugh.
The whole area was shaking, and Yang Jian's ears were buzzing, and a palm with a big fan slapped on his shoulder, Yang Jian raised his head, and saw a big man with a height of more than one zhang standing there, with a mighty face, wearing armor, and a Xuanhua axe of more than two zhang standing next to him, with rough eyebrows.
Next to Yunqin said: "This is the Giant Spirit True Monarch, with infinite power, able to open mountains and rivers, but a one-handed battle axe is ingenious, like a phoenix wearing flowers, it is a clever way." β
The giant spirit god laughed, looked at the little Taoist, and said, "Is it the junior of the true martial master?" β
After Yang Jian nodded, he picked up the young Yang Jian, Yang Jian had a divine power, but he was not the opponent of the Giant Spirit God, he was lifted up like a little milk cat, and sat on his shoulder, so that he could see the picture on the Lingxiao Treasure Hall more clearly, and said, "Do you see it?" Yang Jian's boy. β
Although Yang Jian was a little scared, he didn't show a smile on his face and nodded: "Hmm." β
The Djinn God praised the child's courage.
Said: "Look, if you want to achieve the status of a true martial master, then you must become the Six Realms, well, no, after the Hundred Schools of Thought, it is for the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth and Man, then you must become the strongest God of War in the Three Realms." β
The young child said: "The strongest god of war ......"
The giant spirit god laughed and said, "Yes, the strongest, the strongest god of war without dispute!" β
"To face the strongest enemy, to face the most difficult opponent, called Tianzun, the emperor, sweeping left and right with weapons in hand, how about it, the kid is scared?!"
The response was unexpected.
The young man Yang Jian pursed his lips, shook his head, and said, "I will come this far." β
He looked at the god of war in the armor robe, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes, and said softly:
"In that case, can I look at his back and walk to his side?"
The laughing giant spirit froze for a moment, looking at the seriousness in the young man's eyes.
For some reason, I thought of the Terran young Taoist I saw back then.
What a genius in the world.
With a gentle smile on his rough face, he stood up, tall, even if he tried his best to restrain his body, there was more than a foot of the god general and smiled gently: "Ahaha, then I will wait for that day." β
"If there is such a day."
The Djinn God held his divine weapon in one hand, and his left arm was curled to allow the young man to sit more steadily.
He smiled gently: "I will be a pioneer officer for you." β
This sentence at this moment is just a compliment to a resolute young man.
When the Lingxiao Festival ended, Brother Yang Jian was guided to another place by an immortal, originally a young man who had only lived in the human world for twenty years, he should have been terrified when he came here, but I don't know if it was because he was a little stupid because he was shocked, or because the True Martial Demon Emperor was there.
He sat in the side hall of the heavenly realm, watching the clouds outside, but there was nothing to fear.
There is only one kind of trance that cannot be said and cannot be explained.
It seems that he has often come here in the past, and it seems that he has been on this Heavenly Realm Lingxiao Treasure Hall more than once, relying on the white jade fence to watch the sea of clouds flow outside, and when he was in a trance, he heard the sound of footsteps, he subconsciously turned sideways, and the door opened.
He subconsciously spoke: "Senior? β
But I saw a young man who seemed to be about seventeen years old who walked in, his eyebrows were gentle, he was wearing the clothes of the Emperor of Heaven, looking at himself quietly, for some reason, Yang Jiao's movements were slightly condensed, and in a trance, he didn't know for a while whether he was a young man who had lived in the world for more than 20 years, or a person in a dream.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jiao in front of him, as if he saw the fierce true monarch back then.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and said gently: "Qing, I haven't seen ...... for a long time."
"What you said back then, we did."
Zhang Xiaoyu had a jade box in his hand, and inside it was the head of the Judicial Great Heavenly Venerable.
The Jade Emperor, who had just confronted himself and had initially established his majesty, paused and said gently:
"Sorry......"
"Back then, I was afraid I wouldn't have been able to respond to your expectations......"
Zhang Xiaoyu said his apologies and difficulties, the young man in armor and battle robe was silent for a long time, his fingers brushed over the table, looking at the rolling clouds outside, looking at the Jade Emperor in front of him, everything was like a dream, he almost subconsciously shook his head, and said, "It's not your fault." β
But after a pause, the young man said apologetically and with a look of doubt on his face:
"Besides, these things about you have nothing to do with me."
"My name is Yang Jiao, a native of Huazhou, and I have a younger brother and a younger sister in my family."
"I love them so much."
He looked at the Jade Emperor in front of him, stretched out his hand and took off the gorgeous and valuable robe on his body, and then dismantled the parts of the armor magic weapon on his body one by one and put them on the table, and finally Yang Jiao only had a simple and simple single coat on his body, and finally he removed the jade crown, held it in both hands and gently put it on the table.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Although I don't really understand, but this should be something that belongs to the Jade Emperor's old man in the past, I am not him, these things will be returned to the original owner......"
He bowed, stepped out, and said:
"My younger siblings are waiting for me."
Yang Jiao walked out briskly, outside the hall is the volley steps, on both sides are the surging and rolling sea of clouds, on the side of the hall door with vermilion beads, the Taoist arms are wrapped, leaning against the wall of the hall on this side, watching Yang Jiao being sent back by the heavenly soldiers and generals.
The Jade Emperor's fingers brushed over the robes and armor, jade crowns, and swords on the table.
After being silent for a long time, he smiled with relief and sighed:
"You say, Yujing."
"Does he remember what happened in the past?"
Qi Wufu replied, "I don't know. β
"But don't you remember, is it that important?"
"He said it, he is Yang Jiao now."
It's Yang Jiao......
The Jade Emperor finally muttered a few times, laughed freely, turned around and walked out, and threw a cup to Qi Wuchao, who was still carrying a pot of wine in one of his hands, and poured a glass for Qi Wuchao, and the two clinked glasses, watching Yunxia flow and drink together.
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "The judiciary has been removed, Tianshu has been destroyed, and the agreement of the year has been completed." β
Qi Wu said confusedly: "Find a time and change the Haotian Mirror back." He looked at his friend next to him and said, "Although you have Haotian Gong Body, it is difficult for this realm to be completely displayed simply by relying on Gong Body, and when you are not working hard, it is also a big product level." β
"And it's still a big product that can't completely control the limit of one's own strength, or bring the Haotian Mirror back, with this treasure to protect yourself, you can also feel at ease."
Zhang Xiaoyu agreed, and said, "When I recuperate from my injuries for a while, I will exchange this magic weapon back." β
"However, what about you, Yujing, what are you going to do in the future?"
"Me?"
Qi Wufu, who was dressed in an armored robe and holding a wine glass, looked into the distance, smiled slightly, and said:
"Let Emperor Wa Niangniang get out of trouble completely, and then talk about other things."
He held the wine glass, and the water on the cup reflected the sea of clouds, and drank it in one gulp.
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Everything has been completed, justice has been punished, Tianshu has died, Zhenwu Mansion has begun to be established, and Shangqing Daojun is finally ready to face his past part, the state of scalp numbness, and went to the place of the sea of blood, the Emperor Zhenwu said that he wants to practice here, so there are not many immortals near the sea of blood.
Shangqing Lingbao Great Heavenly Venerable raised his eyes slightly, looked at the sea of blood churning, and said, "Let's go inside." β
Taishang stroked his beard and smiled.
Yuqing Yuan Shi Tianzun also smiled slightly.
And not words.
But this kind of appearance still made Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun a little depressed, and he used his magical powers, chopped through the waves, and went straight into the deepest part of the sea of blood, and sure enough, he saw that Yuchen Dao Jun.
The young Daojun's expression was peaceful, his gaze swept over Sanqing, and he bowed slightly.
Succinctly, "Come on." β
All the way to the deepest part of the sea of blood, the barrier that seems to be specially propped up, there is no water in the sea of blood seeping in, clean and comfortable, in which you can see the true body of Emperor Wa Niangniang, as if this long time has not left half a trace on her body, like a long dream, after a long sleep.
Yuchen Dajun turned sideways and moved out of the way.
Qi Wufu walked into this place and sent Emperor Wa Niangniang out of a space similar to the Taiyi Realm, Emperor Wa Niangniang bowed slightly, and then the Divine Soul True Spirit stepped forward, even the Three Qing Dao Ancestors and the most belligerent Yuchen Dao Jun did not make any moves, just quietly watched her move forward.
Watching Emperor Wa Niangniang walk through this section of the road, in the end, her true spirit sank into her body, and there were slight ripples, and her sleeping body exuded a trace of vitality, and it was only at this time that Qi Wufu's expression eased slightly.
It's finally over.
It was as if it was the end of a long journey, as if it was the completion of an important task.
From the end of the primeval years, to almost before the end of the tribulation, Emperor Wa, who had been sleeping for an incomparably long time, was about to return.
And just when the true body of Emperor Wa and the true spirit began to fit, suddenly-
An incomparably sharp sword aura erupted!
The previous peace and tranquility were shattered in an instant!
And this extremely sharp qi machine is straight towards Qi Wufu, tearing the sea of blood, cutting the waves, and robbing the power of the sword, which can be called terrifying, if it was in the past, Qi Wufu would definitely not be able to avoid this sword, but at this moment, the imperial qi circulated rapidly in the body, and the foundation of the great product exploded.
Block this sword hard!
The two sword lights shattered, followed by a series of boundless sword sounds like thousands of long swords roaring in unison, and the extremely sharp sword qi vibrate, Qi Wufu couldn't control his body, and was suppressed and swept backwards, only the sword qi that escaped was wrapped in boundless majestic and terrifying power.
Above the sea of blood, one huge wave after another exploded!
But it seems that because it was controlled, it didn't interfere with the Wahuang Niangniang over there in the slightest.
Rumble!!!
Qi Wufu didn't know how many Heavenly Mountains he had broken, and finally he barely managed to stop his body, his body was as tense as a full bow and arrow, holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other.
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Blocked!
Yuchen Daojun, who took out his sword to try his disciple's methods, had a look of surprise in his eyes, and immediately turned into joy and laughed.
Wild waves of blood around you!
Just a hand.
The sword roared!
The sea of blood surged, Qingping swept, Qi Wufu stepped on the two qi of yin and yang, Gou Chen's sword was unsheathed, and the qi of the imperial dignity broke out in an all-round way, and he forcibly stopped these two sword qi, but it was extremely painful, at this moment, Qi Wufu felt a very strong suppression, and also understood the state of this Yuchen Daojun in front of him.
The Shangqing Daojun in this state is not yet clear!
This is the most cutting-edge and extreme state of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun!
It's -
[Extreme]!
Qi Wufu suddenly realized.
The three Qing Dao Ancestors, all of them took a step from [Extreme] and turned into [Qing]!
No wonder Shangqing Daojun said that he only looked at the sharp qi and the calamity, and he was even slightly inferior to back then, this is the difference between the state of [extreme] and [qing], but on the whole, it is naturally stronger now, and Yuchen Daojun seems to be extremely satisfied with the state of this person, and smiled slightly: "Very good, very good." β
"Qi Wufu, you look up."
The Daoist tensed his body, and the spirit and spirit of his whole body were condensed together, blocking the sword of Yuchen Daojun.
At this moment, he was reminded that he noticed an extremely familiar aura.
The qi machine induction is extremely proficient, incomparably compatible, as if it is the other side of himself, the Taoist raised his head and saw that above this sea of blood, there was an extremely complex formation, and in the middle of the formation, a Taoist wearing a blood-colored Taoist robe sat cross-legged.
There is a majestic and boundless power of qi and blood in the body!
In this huge and complicated ancient formation, he closed his eyes, breathed and breathed, absorbed the blood-colored formation, and there was an extremely close connection with Qi Wufu, so close that it seemed that as long as he moved, the Daoist in this blood-colored Dao robe would turn into a torrent of qi and blood, surging over, and become one with himself!
One Qi turns into three clears, and the last Qi -
Meta-blood incarnation!
It's coming!
(End of chapter)