The technique of disobedience is a powerful magic technique created by Cheng Yun by fusing all his own strength, this technique is strong enough to change his life against the sky, but the technique of disobedience, Cheng Yun has never used it well, today, he wants to perform the technique of disobedience for Yin Qingping.

"Your life is the life of the mirror flower!"

In Cheng Yun's eyes, Yin Qingping's life appeared, this is the life set for him by the will of the Heavenly Dao, the life of the mirror flower.

A quaint bronze mirror, in the mirror, there is a reflection of a flower, this reflection is Yin Qingping, and outside the bronze mirror, the flower is shrouded in a layer of fog, and Cheng Yun can't see through it.

The move of Heavenly Dao's will is tantamount to shaping Yin Qingping into a projection of another person, and she will have the same fate as the person outside the mirror.

"When you meet me, you have a fate! This fate is the fate that I Cheng Yun changed for you, not the fate given to you by the will of the Heavenly Dao! Since you have a fate with the Dead Wood Dragon Yin, from now on! You will be the life of the Dead Wood Dragon Yin!" Cheng Yun pointed to the dead wood dragon chant, and from the Yaoqin, there was really a dragon chant that appeared.

The dead wood is dead, and the dragon chant that appears from it represents a new life! The dead wood dragon chant represents a breakthrough after a desperate life, and a new life after being put to death!

Yin Qingping's fate, under Cheng Yun's anti-fate technique, has completely changed, from now on, she is no longer a puppet under the control of the will of heaven, she has been as disobedient to the sky as Cheng Yun, from now on, she is the life of the dead wood dragon!

"Yun Wuji, send her back to Puyang City!" Cheng Yun also saw Yin Qingping's life experience from the technique of disobeying fate, so he also knew that Yin Qingping was from Puyang.

Yun Wu had no shortcomings, picked Yin Qingping on his back, and turned into a burst of black mist. Left Chu Yunxuan.

Cheng Yun looked up at the sky, and what he looked at was the traces of the sky.

The traces of the sky in the sky were left by Cheng Yun's arrival in the Heavenly Tribulation, and although the traces were small, they were indelible.

"I know you don't want me to achieve the Holy Soul Realm. But, it's not that if you think I can't, I can't!" Cheng Yun looked at the sky quietly, and the will of the Heavenly Dao turned into a pair of eyes, staring at Cheng Yun.

"If it weren't for you, maybe I would have stepped into the Holy Soul Realm. "Since Cheng Yun entered Luoyang City and began to search for fate, the will of Heaven has been secretly interfering to block Cheng Yun's search for fate.

"You can rest assured. Holy Soul Realm, I won't step into it yet! But this fate, I have already formed it, I will not let it be interrupted! In the future, I will not interfere with my Cheng Yun's fate! My fate will be perfect!" Cheng Yun glared angrily, he knew that the Heavenly Dao will. Being able to feel his hatred is like the will of heaven can know his rebellion against the heavens. Block the same from it.

"Yin Qingping, it's my second fate! This fate, I'm finished! Next, you can take a good look! In this Luoyang City, the fate related to my Cheng Yun, I will make it complete one by one!" Cheng Yun closed his eyes. His body turned into a gust of wind and rushed out of Chu Yunxuan.

In the sky, the pair of Heavenly Dao eyes that extended from the traces of heaven also slowly disappeared

Youzhou, Xiangyang City.

This is the battlefield of the battle between the Northern Han and the Great Qin. The army of the Northern Han Dynasty, in the confrontation in the past few years, gradually fell behind, especially this year, it was even more defeated and retreated, if it were not for the general Zhao Xu with soldiers like a god, the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Northern Han Dynasty would have been annihilated by the millions of heroes of the Great Qin.

Today, it is an inevitable decisive battle, if there is no war, the million-strong army of Great Qin can wave its army north and occupy the territory of the Northern Han Dynasty, which also means that the Northern Han Dynasty is about to fall into the country.

"Soldiers! If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and the victory or defeat will be fought here! If you are hypocritical, General Ben will no longer say it, if you lose, you will be a slave to the country! Soldiers, follow this general, fight to the death!" Zhao Xu stood before the three armies, he had received a secret report from Luoyang City, his son Zhao Yi had been ordered to be executed by the lord of the country, but Zhao Xu knew that this was Zhao Yi's corruption and perversion of the law, and he was innocent of death, he could not leave behind these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the Northern Han Sheji behind him because of this, he only had one battle.

On the opposite side is Daqin's million-strong division, among them, there are about 100 figures flashing with black light, which is the source of Zhao Xu's trouble, Daqin's army does not know when this hundred-person squad appeared, they charged into battle, slashed and captured the flag invincible, the defeat of the Northern Han Dynasty, eight or nine times out of ten are thanks to this hundred-person team.

"Death squad! Stop Daqin's Tiger Kui camp for me! The rest of the sergeants, I'll wait for Huangquan Road, goodbye!" Zhao Xu already had the will to die, he gave one last order, and then took the lead in riding a war horse and rushing out.

Behind Zhao Xu, there was a thousand-person team rushing out, this thousand-person team was the death squad organized by Zhao Xu, in order to deal with the hundred-person team, Zhao Xu had organized no less than five death squads, but they were all in vain.

The hundred figures, like a sharp sword, followed Daqin's army, wantonly rushing and killing, everywhere they went, there were corpses all over the field, and no one could stop them.

In a short period of time, more than half of the Northern Han army has been killed and wounded, and Daqin's million-strong army is only about 10,000 dead and wounded, so that the gap between the two sides is getting bigger and bigger, and Zhao Xu's eyes are already full of tears! His comrades-in-arms and subordinates have all died in front of him, but he can't retreat, once he retreats, the Northern Han will no longer be saved, he can only fight to the death.

"Draw immortals!"

"That's the painting fairy!

"Immortals!

From the army of the Northern Han Dynasty, there were cheers, and they saw a figure that they would never forget, Cheng Yun rode a demon ritual, dressed in white, and appeared in the sky here, and the sharp-eyed people immediately recognized that this was Cheng Yun, a famous painting immortal in Luoyang City.

"Is he really an immortal!?" Zhao Xu was also shocked at this time, since Cheng Yun drew that circle for him, he had a lot of guesses about Cheng Yun's identity, but at this time this is no longer important, what matters is the purpose of Cheng Yun's appearance.

In the hands of Cheng Yun. A long sword appeared, and this sword was a slashing sword taken from Ling Shan of the Hoth clan.

With a swing of the sword, the sword qi stretched thousands of feet horizontally, and the Great Qin soldiers covered by this sword qi turned into flying ashes one after another. Only his own vitality became a burst of white mist, which was absorbed by the slashing sword.

Under Cheng Yun's sword, he had already killed 50,000 soldiers of Daqin, and there were deafening cheers in the army of the Northern Han Dynasty, while the soldiers of Daqin were afraid, and Cheng Yun alone was enough to make this war completely overthrown.

In the Hukui battalion composed of 100 people, several people have already been killed by Cheng Yun. Cheng Yun raised the long sword in his hand and looked at the Great Qin army with cold eyes, at this moment, from the sky above the Great Qin army, three powerful auras appeared, as soon as they appeared, Cheng Yun swung a sword again, this sword aura. They swept away and wiped out nearly eighty percent of Great Qin's army!

Then Cheng Yun slapped the demon ritual. Rushing towards those three aura, he saw a cultivator from the early stage of the Bright Sun Realm and two monks at the peak of the Bright Moon Realm.

"Which immortal sect is Daoyou a disciple of? Your parents should have told you that immortals are not allowed to meddle in mortal affairs, and Daoist friends are already guilty of a big taboo!" Seeing that he couldn't see through Cheng Yun's cultivation, the Blazing Sun Realm monk led by him reprimanded. But it's not excessive.

There are three empires in Xihe Niu Prefecture, and the monks in Xihe Niu Prefecture have secretly agreed that they will not interfere in the rise and fall of the mortal dynasty, which is already an unwritten rule of the monks in Xihe Niu Prefecture, if there is a violation. Severe penalties will be met.

"Then you tell Cheng Mou, what is the Qiyuan Realm minor cultivator in the Great Qin Army? Could it be a hundred flies?" Cheng Yun sneered and pointed to the Tiger Kui camp below, the reason why the Tiger Kui camp was invincible across the territory was precisely because they were all monks of the Qiyuan Realm, although they had not yet opened the valley, they were far from being able to compete with mortal soldiers.

The three monks glanced at each other, but they all stopped talking, apparently related to them at this time.

"Knowingly, you dare to question Cheng, you three, damn it!" Cheng Yun took out the sword in his hand again, and with just one sword, he killed the three monks.

"The lord of Great Qin will listen to me! Within a hundred years, if one more person from Great Qin crosses this realm, Great Qin will destroy the country!" Cheng Yun's domineering voice sounded, he held the sword of life on the battlefield, drawing a long horizontal line, his voice echoed in the ears of every Great Qin soldier.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun took out a spar, carved it into his own image, left a trace of divine consciousness on it, injected a trace of heaven and earth yuan power, and placed it on the border of the horizontal line.

"Since I stay in the Northern Han Dynasty, the Northern Han Dynasty will not forget! My relationship with the Northern Han Dynasty has been concluded! Zhao Xu, I will save your life, and the relationship between you and me has also ended!" Cheng Yun's voice also sounded in Zhao Xu's ears, this battle, Daqin's million-strong division, there are only tens of thousands of remnants left, Zhao Xu looked at the statue left by Cheng Yun, and calmly commanded the soldiers under his command, towards Daqin's army, rushing to kill

Outside Luoyang City, a man was at a loss, he was robbed of all his belongings by a group of robbers, and when he returned to Luoyang City this time, he would be bankrupt.

"You bought my painting back then, and gave you a hundred gold, but it was the fate of the year!" A clear and trance voice sounded, and when the man came back to his senses, he found that he had a money bag in front of him, which contained a hundred taels of gold

"Now the national crisis is at the head, I didn't expect the prime minister and his henchmen to only care about fighting for power and profit, the day before yesterday for the father is just a righteous speech, the prime minister actually took the lead in impeaching me, yesterday I have been dismissed, the prime minister has always been a person who cut the grass and eradicated the roots, today we leave quickly, so as not to have a long night and many dreams. "An official of the Northern Han Dynasty drove away from Luoyang City with his family, and they did not find that there were dozens of people in ambush ahead.

"The fate of buying paintings back then is over with you today!" a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded in the official's ears, and as his carriage drove by, dozens of black-clad masked bodies were found

"Your mother is seriously ill, give you a pill, take it and you can be cured, but you and I are the fate of the day. ”

"You have been framed, and tomorrow your troubles can be eliminated, so that you and I will be the fate of the past!"

In just a few days, in Luoyang City, thousands of people heard an inexplicable voice, and all kinds of worries in their lives were eliminated because of the appearance of this voice, when they guessed the source of the owner of this voice, and flocked towards Chu Yunxuan, they found that Chu Yunxuan was empty, and the picture scroll in it was also missing.

"Uncle Cheng, are you really never coming back?" In the Tailai Building, Wang Feng carried a wine jug and poured wine for Cheng Yun, his parents were old and had already handed over the Tailai Building to him to take care of.

"Hmm. Cheng Yun nodded and took a sip of the wine poured by Wang Feng.

"Uncle Cheng, what the hell are you, are you" Wang Feng also heard some rumors, and he wanted to ask if Cheng Yun was an immortal.

Cheng Yun didn't speak, he took out a storage bag, and in that bag were all the paintings in Cheng Yun Chu Yunxuan.

"In this bag, is the painting that Uncle Cheng left for you, Uncle Cheng said that he wanted three generations of your family to enjoy the glory and wealth, and when you want to take the painting, you will silently recite Uncle Cheng's name in your heart. Cheng Yun patted Wang Feng on the shoulder, leaving him with a spiritual power, which would be passed down with Wang Feng's bloodline for consumption when opening the storage bag.

Wang Feng took the storage bag, and he knew that his Uncle Cheng had already given him the answer.

"Your wine is good, let's go get a gourd for Uncle Cheng again." Cheng Yun handed out the wine gourd and handed it to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng took the wine gourd and went to fill the wine gourd for Cheng Yun personally, and when he sealed the gourd, the gourd broke away from his hands and flew quickly into the distance.

"The fate of the year has ended, so I can do it myself. ”

In the sky, Cheng Yun, who was flying vertically and horizontally on the Demon Ritual, had reached the late stage of the Scorching Sun Realm, and the fate he left in Luoyang City had all been over, and under the technique of turning the fate, Cheng Yun's cultivation had been greatly improved.

"I don't want the fate you give!" Cheng Yun looked at the sky, he had already decided that his path to breaking through to the Holy Soul Realm would not be any of the four methods of entering the Formation and Gaining Enlightenment, he would take one, his own path. (To be continued......)