The four generations of kings have left behind the means to restrain the heavens and men, and they have also left many hidden dangers.

The rules of heaven and earth will be dispersed, but he will not return, and the human world is low in combat power.

If he hadn't blocked the world with rules at the beginning, would there be more powerful people in the world today?

He couldn't say anything at this point, at least four generations of kings for thousands of years of peace for the human race.

Maybe he never thought that at the moment when the rules of heaven and earth dissipated, he would still not be able to return, right?

As for him cutting out the evil thoughts and sealing it, it is true that there are some tricks.

How strong is the evil thoughts of the four generations of kings?

This can be glimpsed from Xia Chongjiang alone.

If it weren't for the limitations of the rules of heaven and earth, with Xia Chongjiang's talent, his achievements would have been extraordinary, and he might have already entered the Cave Heaven Realm.

After all, these primordial gods were part of the four generations of human kings, and they were the primordial gods of the heyday of the four generations of human kings.

Their primordial gods themselves possess a power that ordinary people cannot match.

In the final analysis, Xia Chongjiang himself is a primordial god who has been a king of four generations.

"How strong is he?"

Shen Du looked at Xia Chongjiang and asked with a frown.

This is very important, but it should not have the strength of the four generations of kings, otherwise he would not have to hide like this.

Nine Cave Heavens, so far, only four generations of human kings have been completed in the entire history of the human race.

"I don't know!"

Xia Chongjiang shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I haven't really met him, but I know from my memory that that evil thought is far stronger than the two of us. ”

"What we inherited was only partial, and he should have inherited most of the memories."

Speaking of this, Xia Chongjiang paused for a moment and said, "After absorbing the memory of that primordial god, I remembered some things. ”

The primordial god he was talking about was the primordial god of the four generations of human kings who had fused with him, and now the two of them had merged.

"It is extremely difficult for ordinary martial artists to divide the Yuan Shen, and there is no precedent for dividing the Yuan Shen into three parts."

Hearing this, Shen Du's eyes lit up slightly, and he suddenly became interested.

Celestial beings live forever and have a long lifespan, but they can't completely separate the primordial gods, let alone turn into three different people.

Even if the Tianzun in the Heavenly Gate was able to divide his own primordial spirit by relying on the characteristics of heaven and man, in the final analysis, he was still the same person in essence, and there was not much change.

Moreover, a division of the primordial spirit will inevitably affect its own strength.

The shattering of a primordial spirit projection will cause damage, let alone split a complete primordial spirit, while still retaining its own power.

But the four generations of kings can be said to have split into three completely different "selves" in the true sense.

The three seem to be one person, but they are actually three people, but the three souls are really one person, and they can merge with each other.

He thought that no matter how talented the four generations of kings were, they would not have such strength, and they should have used some special secret methods.

Xia Chongjiang glanced at Shen Du and said in a deep voice: "This method of dividing the primordial gods was obtained by him from a mysterious place. ”

"There aren't many memories carried by that primordial god, only some vague memories."

"But there weren't many people who broke into that area at the beginning, and it seems that there were celestial beings."

Xia Chongjiang frowned, looking pensive.

Obviously, he didn't have any memories of that place.

Or that there were, but it was deliberately erased.

Xia Chongjiang sighed faintly, a little sadness appeared on his cold face, and said softly: "It's a pity that my memory is not complete, I only remember a general direction." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the walls of a palace.

On that wall hangs a map of Kanyu, which depicts in detail the geography of the places today.

This map was completed with the help of six doors and took several years to complete.

If such a picture is placed in the army, it will inevitably cause robbery.

Xia Chongjiang didn't look at the territory of Yan Kingdom, but stretched out his hand and pointed to a certain location in the Kanyu map, and said in a deep voice: "Overseas! ”

"Back then, four generations of kings went to sea to experience, and they entered that space by chance, and they had a chance encounter."

"But I don't know where that area is."

"If I'm right, it should be a Cave Heaven Blessed Land, but it is different from the ordinary Cave Heaven Blessed Land."

Xia Chongjiang suddenly frowned, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but after a pause, he didn't say anything more.

Shen Du stared intently at the Kanyu map on the wall and was silent.

Overseas......

Regarding overseas, what he knows the most is the old department of the three tribes.

Now that the method of splitting the primordial gods of the king of people is related to overseas, will there be any connection between the two?

Shen Du shook his head, looked at Xia Chongjiang, and asked, "Can you find his traces?" ”

If he could find that evil thought primordial god in advance, with his current strength, there might still be a way.

If it is allowed to devour the evil thoughts in the world, I don't know how far its strength will grow.

Xia Chongjiang said calmly: "If he is within a radius of a hundred miles, with the connection between the primordial gods, he will be able to detect his traces. ”

In other words, if it is more than 100 miles, it cannot be explored.

The hundred-mile area seems to be very large, but for them, the hundred-mile area is just a snap of time.

As long as that evil thought Yuan Shen is not a fool, he will definitely not come close to a hundred miles range.

Xia Chongjiang said in a deep voice: "Although I have fused with that Dao Yuanshen, there is a gap between the two sides after all, and it is not easy to truly fuse perfectly. ”

"And we are one, and the means he has at his disposal are quite restrained from me, and I expect that if he had this memory, he would have gone overseas."

At this point, Xia Chongjiang didn't say much.

Everyone knows the situation on earth.

Whether it is him or Shen Du, he is actually not keen on the power of the world.

They are all people who seek strength.

When you stand on the top of the mountain, a little power is nothing.

At this moment, internal strife is the most stupid behavior, and the celestial beings may wish for civil strife in the world.

In other words, in fact, Xia Chongjiang wants to figure out his "origin".

Shen Du has no opinion on this, it just so happens that he also wants to meet the evil thoughts of this four-generation king.

……

NAN Qian,

Since the Yan State sent troops, King Fu, the de facto ruler of Nanqian, has never stepped out of the palace gate.

He is full of ambitions, and even feels that his ability to govern the country is not weaker than that of the Yan Emperor.

In fact, King Fu is indeed a hero.

Since the declaration of independence of Nangan, the lives of the people under his command have obviously improved a lot, and the national strength of Nangan as a whole has also been thriving day by day, and there has been a marked increase compared with the past.

It's a pity that in the face of absolute strength, he realized that everything he did was extremely pale and powerless.

In the face of the brave and warlike army of Yan State, the soldiers of Qianguo can be said to be crushed at the touch of a button, without the slightest resistance.

Today, the morale of the army is low, and many people in the DPRK and China are advocating peace.

In the palace, King Fu sat on a large chair with a thin face.

He is now almost thin, his eye sockets are deep, his eyes are blank, and he no longer has the power he used to have.

On the blue bricks in the hall, there are random scattered newspapers.

There was not a single good news of a great victory, all the news of defeat, and he had no intention of watching it.

In his hand was a jug of wine, a piece of white silk.

Although he declared his self-reliance, he did not become emperor for so long.

Because in his heart, he always believed that only after regaining his ancestors could he truly ascend the throne and become the emperor, which could be regarded as justifiable.

He was ready to live and die with Lin'an City.

If the Yan army really hits this place, he will commit suicide, and he will not insult the prestige of his ancestors.

As a royal family, he also has his own arrogance.

Suddenly, the gates of the palace were pushed open.

King Fu frowned, dissatisfied in his heart, and said angrily: "Who let you in?" ”

"Get out!"

He had already commanded that no one should disturb him.

At this time, Japan was in an irritable mood, but now it was suddenly disturbed, and the tone was even more severe.

The voice fell, and the figure was not seen leaving, but the footsteps were getting closer.

"Huh?"

King Fu raised his eyes fiercely, and there was deep anger on his face, and he was about to open his mouth to scold.

It's just that he was stunned as soon as he looked up.

What caught his eye was not the palace maid and the eunuch, but a figure in a blue robe, walking in leisurely.

His face looked quite heroic, but there was an evil aura between his eyebrows.

King Fu was horrified in his heart, suddenly got up, and blurted out in surprise.

"Swallow...... Emperor Yan! ”

Emperor Yan has been in retreat for more than 20 years, but the portrait of the emperor of Yan has always been collected by the royal family of Qianguo.

King Fu once regarded Emperor Yan as a lifelong enemy, and he had already seen his portrait.

Only soon he shook his head again, and his face was solemn.

"That's not right!"

"You're not Emperor Yan!"

"Who are you?"

Under King Fu's sudden questioning, the qi in his body exploded, and he actually released a power that was not weaker than the Law Elephant Realm.

This momentum is much stronger than the ordinary law image realm, and it is more domineering.

King Fu's talent is not weak, if he is not afraid of being discovered and has been hiding clumsy, he is afraid that he will become the third youngest Dharma Elephant powerhouse on the rivers and lakes.

"Huh!"

In the face of the fierce aura released by King Fu, the blue-robed figure had a flat complexion, and there was a hint of evil between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Do you want to keep the country?"

With just one sentence, King Fu put away the qi in his whole body, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshots, and he said word by word: "What did you say?!" ”

He didn't notice that something was wrong with him.

In the past, his city government would never have shown such a posture.

"Huh!"

The blue-robed figure smiled softly, looked at King Fu, and said lightly: "If you want to keep the country, I can save you." ”

The tone of understatement is full of seduction.

King Fu's breathing suddenly became a little shorter, and his eyes were fixed on the blue-robed figure.

The foundation of the ancestors is more important than everything in his heart!

When the royal family of Qianguo was destroyed, he didn't feel anything, because he was still alive.

As long as he lives, the royal family of the Qianguo Kingdom will not be broken, and the throne will eventually return to the hands of the real lineage.

Their lineage is the real orthodoxy of the Qianguo, and the so-called emperor is just a usurper.

Later, a series of changes caught him off guard.

King Fu suddenly sneered and said coldly, "Do you know the strength of Yan Kingdom?" ”

"Not to mention the army of Yan Kingdom, just King Pingnan alone, even the heavens and people have no way, do you have a way?"

"Do you think you can outdo the celestials?"

King Fu's sneer was full of mockery.

He always knew that there were many anti-Yan forces in Nanqian, but he never paid attention to them.

He is not unaware of these anti-Yan forces, and it is precisely because he understands them that he does not take them to heart.

Even if they helped him, he never looked at them squarely.

Because he knows very well that they are not helping themselves, but themselves.

Nangan is destroyed, and they have a place to live!

If the heavenly people really had a way, they would not support those anti-Yan human forces, and the gate of heaven would have been opened long ago.

The smile on the corner of the blue-robed figure's mouth gradually became larger, and the smile was extremely exaggerated, which was extremely inconsistent with his face, but it seemed a little more evil.

"It's just a bunch of controlled slaves, and they deserve to be compared to me!"

"I only ask you, do you want to keep your country?"

A cold voice echoed through the temple.

King Fu fell silent.

There are not many masters in Lin'an City, and it can even be said that there are many.

Even a martial artist who can break the secret of supernatural powers has it, which is his biggest hole card.

He is the only one in the whole city who knows!

King Fu has been planning for a long time for the cause of rebellion, so naturally he will not be unprepared.

Over the years, he has already recruited many masters from the rivers and lakes, and he has not hesitated to spend a lot of money to cultivate and improve their strength.

After so long, they still don't come, and King Fu has a new understanding of this mysterious man.

"Yes!"

King Fu confided in his heart.

Give his ancestors to others, he can't do it!

What's more, at the moment he has already been "affected".

"Haha!"

"Haha!"

The next moment, the blue-robed figure suddenly reached out to cover his face and laughed, his smile was chilling.

"Good!"

"If you don't want to, then I'll really have to consider someone else!"

It was obviously a joking remark, but when it fell on King Fu's ears, it made him tremble inexplicably.

There was a vague feeling that he might actually do it.

"Smack!"

The blue-robed figure clapped his hands lightly, and four black-robed figures suddenly walked into the hall.

"They'll help you!"

"Don't worry, they're much better than those waste celestials."

The words fell, and suddenly something fell into the hands of King Fu.

It was a bamboo slip, which obviously looked almost rotten, but King Fu still felt a majestic power from it.

The endless vitality gives people an incomparably exuberant feeling.

It's as if what he is holding in his hand is not a bamboo slip, but the whole heaven and earth, weighing more than 10,000 jun.

"In three days, you can announce your enthronement to the world!"

"At that time, the luck of the world will choose the master, you have the luck to protect you, and ordinary people can't hurt you."

King Fu was stunned, looked at the thing in his hand, and couldn't believe it for a while.

Can this thing really work?

"As for the so-called King Pingnan, you don't have to worry!"

"He's not going to be there!"

His tone was very determined.

The blue-robed figure turned around and smiled, turned his back to King Fu, and said lightly, "Didn't you ask about my identity?" ”

As one step fell, the cold voice suddenly echoed.

"Jiang Tianqi!"

"Qi with the sky!"

(End of chapter)