"Ding."

The Heavenly Sage no longer urged the green copper block, but allowed it to fall to the ground.

The green mango is introverted, and it has once again become a piece of old copper with no waves in ancient wells, with rust and mottled surface, and it is not good to be eroded by the years.

Just looking at the appearance, this piece of green copper can be said to have nothing to do with the treasure, but whether it is the huge sacrificial sound just now, or the residual sound, and the last flash of the blue planet, it shows that this rusty green copper has an extremely shocking origin, and may even be related to the legendary Ancient Heavenly Court.

"The Feather God Dynasty has collected all kinds of different physiques, and wants to use their blood to sacrifice the artifact behind this green bronze, and that artifact may be related to the legendary Ancient Heavenly Court."

Feng Yichen touched his chin and said what everyone was thinking, which was an obvious answer.

"The origin of the immortal path, the heart to immortality, the heart to the Tao, feathering to ascend to the immortal. Is it necessary to pay such a price for the sake of immortality? ”

The sages of the Heavenly Court slowly uttered the slogan of the Feather Divine Dynasty, sighed lightly, and looked at the sky with cloudy eyes, revealing endless loneliness and helplessness.

When several people heard this, they all shivered fiercely.

Becoming an immortal is the highest goal pursued by all monks from ancient times to the present.

Breaking immortality and seeing the path of immortals, this supreme ideal and pursuit has attracted generations of monks, among whom the highest achievement is none other than the ancient emperor and the emperor. But as strong as them, they still have no chance with the fairy road, and after all, they are gone, disappearing in the long river of history.

This slogan of the Feather God Dynasty responded to the voices of countless monks, and they had given birth to the Feather Emperor, the supreme of the human race, who had manifested in Yinshui City more than ten years ago, suppressed the ancient imperial soldiers of the Extreme Dao with one hand, and raised the prestige of the human race.

But now, they committed the bloody murder in front of them, treating human life as a mustard, for the sake of Xia Ziang's dragon body, they directly destroyed the core class of the Huaxia Dynasty and thousands of soldiers, and the cruelty of the means was outrageous.

Immortals have been synonymous with holiness, beauty and strength since ancient times.

With such cruel means, committing a monstrous murder, even if he finally sees immortality, is that really the immortal that all monks have longed for throughout the ages?

Or is the so-called immortal a bloody scam since ancient times? Otherwise, why are they as strong as the Great Emperor and the Ancient Emperor powerless, leaving a regret for eternity.

The more people thought about it, the more they felt that the water was very deep, and there were too many things involved, and it was definitely not a field that they could touch.

Several people quickly cut off their thinking, Xia Ziang, Feng Yichen are all people who are interested in Emperor Road, while Ye Nan is looking for an answer, they need strength, they all need to maintain a bright Dao heart like a pearl.

“......”

Xia Ziang looked at the bloody scene in front of him, his knuckles were white, his body trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress his emotions.

A few days ago, he was still the prince of Huaxia who was high above, under one person and above ten thousand, and his status was extremely noble.

Overnight, the Huaxia Dynasty fell apart, and the Feather God Dynasty dispatched only one heavenly general, with a piece of green copper on his head, and slaughtered the royal family. He was the only one who escaped with great difficulty with the power of the clan, but he was chased and killed by the pursuers of the court, but fortunately he was rescued by the fairy-like girl.

Returning to the imperial capital again, although the heavenly general has been subdued, the former voice and smile have turned into a cold corpse, which is an unbearable martyrdom, and it is also a monstrous blood feud.

He stood there quietly, the dragon qi around his body boiling, condensing into angry dragons, vigorous and powerful, swirling around his body.

“...... Brother Huang, yes...... You? ”

Suddenly, a faint voice came from ahead, clear in the silence of the moment.

Several people were taken aback, Xia Ziang's eyes were even more violent, he walked forward, and followed the direction of the sound to pick up a body that still had a few faint breaths.

"TD!"

It was a young man who was very similar to Xia Zi's eyebrows, but at this time, his face was pale and bloodless, and the blood completely stained the luxurious robe red, and the wounds were deep and bone-invisible, among which the inexplicable Dao flickered, preventing the flesh from repairing and regenerating, and he could only watch the blood flow out.

Obviously, as Xia Ziang's younger brother, he was particularly "cared for" by the generals.

"Imperial brother, imperial dynasty...... Deceased ......"

The young man spoke with difficulty, his eyes were misty, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was like a gossamer, and he struggled to focus his eyes on Xia Ziang's resolute but sad face, trying to squeeze out a smile.

Ye Nan looked at the scene in front of her, and there was silence for a while, she remembered the identity of the teenager.

In the past, when they talked about the problem of physique, Yu Lin once used Xia Ziang and his brother Hua Daoming as an example to illustrate that Hua Daoming was a mortal, but he could still drive dragon qi, which was on par with Xia Ziang.

And she has also discovered the secret at this time, and on this basis, she has killed a Dao body of the Heavenly General. From this point of view, Hua Daoming's ability to persist until now despite the loss of blood has a great deal to do with the fact that he can hook the underground dragon qi.

"Brother, don't talk too much, quickly run the Nirvana Mental Method!"

Xia Ziang's eyes were full of tears, and he quickly received the dragon qi, and entered Hua Daoming's body one by one to maintain his vitality, and then urged him to run the Nirvana Heart Sutra.

But I saw Hua Daoming shaking his head slightly, his mouth was half open, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked with an arc:

"I ...... The sea of bitterness is broken and cannot be ...... Connected to the mana......"

"That bastard!"

Xia Ziang gritted his teeth, this was the first time he had burst into foul language in front of everyone.

"The people are here, the emperor ......"

Hua Daoming's breath became weaker and weaker, and he was no longer able to spit out complete words.

"The people are here, the emperor is here!"

Xia Ziang held his hand tightly and followed Hua Daoming's words.

"Ha ......"

Hearing these four words, as if he had fulfilled his wish, Hua Daoming exhaled his last breath, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and then he slumped weakly.

"TD!"

Xia Ziang's face was frightened, and he desperately shook Hua Daoming's body, which had no reaction.

"Ah......h

He was furious, with his black hair scattered all over his head, and the Dao Dao Dragon Qi turned into a hideous-looking angry dragon, rising into the sky, and roaring straight into the clouds!

At this moment, he was like an angry king, his eyes were red, he was holding his brother's gradually cold body in his arms, looking up to the sky and roaring, even if the ancestral dragon vein was broken, he still condensed a mighty dragon qi under the power of his innate dragon body, and all the mountains trembled!

Ye Nan quietly looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes, which were originally as clear as water, were as cold as ice at the moment.

This is the second time she has witnessed the tragedy caused by the Feather God Dynasty, and she herself is a witness to the first tragedy.

She believes that she and Xia Ziang will definitely not be the end, because in the picture shown by Yu Lin in the past, in addition to her brother, there are also different young people such as Buddha and Daogu.

Since my brother died, I believe that those young people are also very lucky, and I am afraid that they are all as they see in front of them, and sacrifice an unimaginable artifact with their lives. And that artifact seems to have a great connection with the blue planet seen earlier.

As the answer she wanted to pursue became clearer and clearer, Ye Nan felt more and more insignificant, and she had a hunch that this answer might break the earth and shake the world.

This means that she must be strong enough to get this answer.

Ye Nan's beautiful eyes were like snow, and she made up her mind.

"The sun becomes a god, and there is a form in the god. The form is born in the sun, and the sun is born in the moon. Yin is formed, and there is a god in the form......"

The ethereal chanting sound suddenly sounded from this heaven and earth, and the scriptures were mysterious and wonderful.

At the same time, the central imperial capital was gradually illuminated by a soft Buddha light, and the scriptures flowed gently through Xia Ziang's boiling heart like a stream of water, which actually made him gradually calm down, and he hugged Hua Daoming's body and turned around in a daze.

But I saw the old monkey sitting in the void, with a solemn appearance, and the holy Buddha light bloomed all over his body, reciting scriptures.

"The source of the heart is clear, and it is broken. The qi war is strong, and the feeling is breathless. Viewing all things with one mind......"

At this time, several people were surprised to find that whether it was the corpse of his brother in Xia Ziang's arms, or the dense corpses of the royal family and soldiers in the imperial dynasty, they all glowed throughout, and many glowing points of light floated out, like tens of thousands of fireflies, flying to a high place, and then disappeared into the void.

The old monkey finished chanting, slowly fell from the sky, recited the Buddha's name, and said with compassion on his face:

"This is the Lingbao Tianzun left the Sutra of Salvation, if there is reincarnation here, I believe that this Sutra can protect them, reincarnated safely, thousands of years later, a similar flower, will reappear in the world."

Lingbao Tianzun is one of the nine ancient Tianzun in the mythological era, and the secret method he created has been annihilated in the long river of history, but he has left a book of people, although it is not helpful for cultivation, but it has all kinds of unpredictable abilities, and it is suspected of passing through the netherworld.

Under the effect of the Sutra, Xia Ziang had calmed down, his face was full of tears, he gently put down his brother's body, and gave a salute to the old monkey.

Then he turned around suddenly, his gaze became sharp, and he swept over the already cold bodies of many soldiers, royal relatives, and civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty in turn, and said softly:

"I, Xia Ziang, was born as a dragon body, and I am a prince, I should use the capital of a true dragon to promote my Chinese emperor's hegemony, set the world, suppress the heroes, and survive forever! How can the sky be impermanent, once it rises, the dynasty collapses, the ancestral dragon is broken, and the mountains are stained with blood. Now the culprit has been punished, and with his blood, he sacrifices the soul of the hero! If I am holy, if I want to establish a dynasty again, I will take my surname and give it my name, and I will be Daxia! ”

Xia Ziang's voice was not loud, but every word and blood was sobbed, sonorous and powerful, like an oath, which was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present.

Boom!

As soon as he raised his hand, a soldier's sword flew in, Xia Ziang cut his wrist, clenched his fist with one hand, and let the bright red blood flow, which actually combined with the dragon qi to form a blood-red real dragon.

"In my blood, I swear by this!"

The wind waved his hand, and ten pitch-black jars appeared in the air, each half a meter high, and they were lined up one after another, exuding a strong aroma of wine.

With a hard push, ten wine jars exploded at the same time, spilling into the blood-stained central imperial capital, and then he swung his scepter, took off the head of the heavenly general, and threw it at Xia Ziang.

Zheng!

Xia Ziang held the sharp sword in his hand, pierced it with a sword, and then held the sharp sword high in the air.

"With his blood, sacrifice the soul of the hero!"

Rumble!

Ye Nan hooked the power of the sun, and under the effect of the spirits, a raging fire ignited in an instant, Xia Ziang inserted the head directly into the ground, saluted the raging fire and several people in front of him, and then left without looking back.

"A good man has ambitions in all directions, and the green mountains in the world are the same, Brother Xia, go well!"

Feng Yichen held a glass of liquor to Xia Ziang, and then drank it all. Bai Pi Lian blindfolded and looked in the direction Xia Ziang had left.

Ye Nan transmitted a message to the old monkey, asking the little squirrel to stay by its side, ignoring the little squirrel's unwillingness, and left the place in an instant.

She had already made up her mind to rely on the origin of this group of Dao Slaying Kings to completely break the shackles between the two secret realms, and continue the desperate road of ten deaths against the sky.