On the huge body of three hundred zhang long, there are no less than 30 large and small scars, all because every time Dugu Xin harasses from the side, the timing is just right, and a Kunlun Mountain seal is simply played by him, which makes Ao Lie annoyed, and after Ao Lie shows his true body, he will inevitably not be able to take care of the beginning and the end, and there are too many flaws, so he will be seized by it several times and fall behind.

Rao is like this, on the body of this black dragon that has risen from the end of the slightest, the unruly and ferocious domineering spirit has not diminished at all, and the scars are not only not embarrassed, but they are even more tragic, which makes people daunting.

Ao Lie stared at the golden pupils, staring at the person and dragon opposite, and there was a demonstrative dragon groan in his mouth, but he didn't dare to speak after all, not because the old man was there, but because he knew the identity of the other party, and because of this, it was so that the lawless Ao Lie was afraid of this appearance.

If the master wasn't here, even if he gave Ao Lie ten dares, he wouldn't dare to do so.

Dugu Xin waved his hand and put away the Zhenguo artifact, the Kunlun Mountain Seal, and quickly lowered his figure, hugged his fists, bowed down, and saluted respectfully towards the old man above his head: "Dugu Xin, the warden of the Ten Directions Town Demon Prison, welcome the arrival of Lord Martial God!"

Li Qingchen heard it clearly, not only him, but everyone in Chang'an City raised their heads, trying to see the old man's appearance clearly, not for anything else, it was really because this person's name was too much talked about in Daluo.

Luoyang Martial God, invincible, the invincible one in the world, this Luoyang Martial God who is known as holding ten thunderbolts in his hand is the most revered person in the hearts of the people of Daluo, and this reverence even exceeds the reverence for the Son of Heaven.

The old man has been away from the rivers and lakes for a long time, but the rivers and lakes still have his legends, I don't know how many people in the world are practicing martial arts because of him, and I don't know how many people are taking his prestige, and they have to suppress the evil thoughts in their hearts, this is Wu Wuving, a living legend.

Li Qingchen raised his head and looked blankly at the white-bearded old man who was extremely burly and came out of his pupils, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, is this Wu Zhenyi's own grandfather?

Wu Wushu opened his mouth, and a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in mid-air, and Li Qingchen, who was looking at him intently, was almost not frightened and sat on the ground.

"Why did you come to the world?"

The old man stood with his hands in his hands and asked rhetorically: "He borrowed me Shennong Ding and untied my thousand-year-old heart knot, I saved his life in order to settle this cause and effect, can't I?"

Wu Wuyi said: "Since you are here, you have to abide by the rules of the world, and you are no exception." ”

When the old man heard this, he sneered and said, "If you don't keep it, what if you don't keep it?"

Wu Wushu did not threaten, but answered with practical actions.

As soon as the old man stretched out his hand, a thunderbolt condensed, illuminating the sky even brighter, and he actually condensed the heavenly tribulation thundercloud that stretched for ten miles into a thunder spear surrounded by electric light, stood on the five-clawed golden dragon's head, slowly twisted his body, and then threw it violently towards the opposite side.

The thunderer, the heavenly hair kills, the command yin and yang, the lord all things wither!

The thunder spear formed by condensing a whole piece of Heavenly Tribulation thundercloud pierced the sky, and its color was no longer the blue and white that ordinary thunder and lightning should have, but a dead black, adhering to the meaning of heavenly punishment, wanting to destroy all things.

Seeing this scene, Ao Lie almost subconsciously moved away, but in the end he was forced to stay where he was, his heart trembled, and he secretly said that this old man is really the natural nemesis of monsters such as me, and I hope that we will not see each other for the second time in this life.

The pitch-black thunder spear flew in, the old man stretched out his hand, and the holy relic spear lying on the ground flew into the sky, and suddenly collided with the thunder spear-for-tat, the two touched, and there was no explosion, the tip of the holy spear, like a ruby, the divine blood emitted a dazzling light, and the thunder spear on the opposite side also shot out the black lightning that symbolized destruction, and the power of the two sides wore each other in the air and annihilated.

At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared, and a heavenly envoy with wings on his back and a nervous expression had not yet spoke, when the old man stretched out his hand, grabbed the tail end of the holy relic spear, and threw it with his backhand, and the spear instantly penetrated the chest of the heavenly envoy, and directly took him away thousands of miles away.

"Within a thousand years, Jingjiao will not be allowed to enter the Central Plains again, and if you come, you will slaughter it!"

In a word, it can be regarded as pushing back the plan of the Nestorian mission in the Central Plains directly for a thousand years, which is also the first time that the old man opened his mouth to threaten, and after a thousand years, the Nestorian religion really did not re-enter the Central Plains, until the East was empty, foreign tribes entered the mastery, wars were frequent, and the world was in chaos, so he found an opportunity, but this is a later story.

The holy relic spear was thrown back to the Jingjiao ancestral court thousands of miles away, but the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Spear in front of him had not yet dissipated, the old man waved his sleeves and directly sucked it into his sleeve, the power of the six realms rotated, and the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Spear disappeared, but the old man suddenly frowned, looked down at the cuffs, and there was a slight small opening.

Seeing this, Wu Wushu said: "There is a limit to the law of the world, you and I can't have fun, why don't you go to the sky?"

"Yes. ”

After the old man said that, he suddenly stretched out his hand and shot down, and before Li Qingchen, who was standing on the ground, could react, the person had already reached the sky.

"Li Qingchen, take a good look. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted it lightly on Li Qingchen's heavenly spirit cover, Li Qingchen was so frightened that his body trembled, and then he felt a sharp pain in his eyes, so he quickly closed it, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt that the world in front of him had become a little different, but how different it was, he couldn't say.

As soon as he looked up, he looked over, and there were a large number of dense white figures in the distance, all sitting on the floating clouds, all staring at him at the moment, with strange expressions, this strange scene suddenly frightened him almost thought that he had seen a ghost, and when he turned his head to look at the old man again, his eyes widened instantly, and he collapsed directly.

The lord in front of him is no longer a black coat, showing the grace of the immortals, but wearing an ink-colored dragon robe, embroidered with nine shadows endlessly, the black dragon surveys the sky, wears a flat heavenly crown, and the crown is fourteen, covering the universe, its majestic atmosphere, is thousands of times better than the son of heaven in the world, and when people see it, they can't help but bow their heads and bow.

If it weren't for the same face, Li Qingchen would never have imagined that this would be the same person, he felt something, turned his head to look, only to find that the surroundings were pitch black, only a little light flickered, he blinked his eyes twice, and looked intently, only to find that it was actually a shining star, and then looked at the foot, it was empty, chaotic, and there was no difference between up and down, left and right.

"That's what he meant?"

Li Qingchen's ears moved, and he followed the prestige, and found that the invincible martial arts were no longer the appearance of a shirtless old man, but wearing a magic robe, embroidered with all kinds of strange beasts in the world, and behind him, there was a circle of light wheels entwined by thunder and lightning, and the magic sword and thunder drum were all beside him, and his momentum was more majestic than when he looked at it from a distance before, as if he was the lord of ten thousand thunders, holding the way of killing in the Three Realms.

The old man held Li Qingchen's neck collar in one hand and said in a deep voice: "Do you see? This is the true body of this emperor and him! What you see today is that the birdman with wings on his back is from the heavenly realm in the chaotic void, and it can be regarded as the true spirit of the lower realm. Not to mention those birdmen, the immortals of this heavenly palace, the great power of Buddhism and Taoism, can all use their own magical powers, and go to the lower realm at will, the ones you saw sitting on the clouds before are all immortals who have ascended, and even among the people you meet in this life, there are many immortals or enlightened demon beasts in the lower realm! Look at yourself!"

As he spoke, the old man drew a circle with one finger, exerted his ability to create in the void, and conjured up a bright mirror, Li Qingchen subconsciously looked over, the mirror was still himself, but there were two figures standing behind him, and one was taller than the other!

The first one was a red-robed man, with a young face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a cold expression, after seeing him, he actually snorted directly and faded away, while the second one was a burly old man with a kind smile, and after bowing slightly towards Li Qingchen, he also dispersed.

When Li Qingchen saw it, his heart was shocked, and he only felt that there was chaos in his mind, as if he had grasped a little spiritual light, but in the end, he couldn't understand anything, so he could only look at the old man blankly, as if he was expecting his explanation.

The old man threw off Li Qingchen, flicked his sleeves, and sneered in his mouth: "Do you think that you are too unlucky in this life? Any troublesome thing will come to you, and you can't even avoid it? Whoever gets close to you will be unlucky, and you can't save it? This emperor tells you that this is your own life! Because you make a grand wish to the lower realm, the people in this heaven will naturally stop you! You also saw it before, that cloud immortal just stretched out his hand at will, and he can turn the luck of the world, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky go to the lower realm at will, in the name of playing in the world, and act willfully, can you have some understanding in your heart?"

Li Qingchen was originally confused, and he didn't know what the other party was talking about, but after this question, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and the ghost sent him to the gods, and he actually opened his mouth to answer: "The sky is raining heavily, and the ants are suffering?"

When the old man heard this, he bowed slightly, obviously very satisfied.

"Yes, the immortals in the lower realm of this heaven are like heavy rain on the day, and the world is like ants on the ground, the rain falls to the ground, whether intentional or unintentional, but it can easily flood countless ant hills, if they do it intentionally, it will be even more like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and the harm is endless!"

Li Qingchen thought for a while, the secret path was indeed the case, and said that today, if it wasn't for the master's action, even if he was a god, or even a cultivator of the Heavenly Phase, I am afraid that it was not the birdman in the Cross Temple who hit it with one hand, these people, it turned out that they were all immortals in the lower realm?

The immortals I saw before, sitting on the clouds, are they stirring the luck of the world?

And all my misfortunes are because I am also an immortal in the Nether Realm, and I made a great wish before the Nether?

What ambition?

Why do heavenly people target themselves for this?

The old man suddenly spoke, just like a Hong Zhong Da Lu ringing in Li Qingchen's ears, which shocked his heart in a trance, and his soul was about to leave his body.

"Let me ask you, if one day, you have the power to make up for the heavens, what will you do?"

In the past sixteen years, everything has passed in front of Li Qingchen's eyes like a flash, he suddenly had an epiphany, raised his head, looked directly at the master, and spit out four deafening big characters from his mouth.

"I want to seal the sky!"