The second day of the fifth month of the seventh year of the Great Cause.

Babel Tower is officially completed!

Emperor Sui issued an edict, and Zhengyu Wentuo, the supervisor of Qintian, sacrificed to heaven and earth on the evening of the next day!

On that day, over Luoyang City, thick fog was filled, and black clouds overwhelmed the city.

In the city of Luoyang, there are thousands of empty alleys.

The residents of the city have been waiting by the Luo River for a long time, and as the rumors ferment, they have been looking forward to this moment for almost a month.

Mo Xiaolou and Yang Guang stood side by side at the top of the Tower of Babel, looking condescendingly at the crowd under the tower. A strange feeling befell here.

"The auspicious time has come, and the ritual of sacrificing to the heavens has begun!"

With the priest's order, the heavens and the earth seemed to be surrounded by a sacred and solemn atmosphere......

"This sacrifice is no different from ordinary sacrifices, is the Yuwen Demon really deceiving people?"

There are martial arts people with very good eyesight, fighting fate to gather and see, looking at Yuwen Tuo on the tower from afar, he doesn't seem to have moved, shouldn't he be so calm, right, could it be that this demon is really a wasted person?

Countless people with thoughts looked at the center of the Luohe River, but they were suddenly stunned: in their eyes, the center of the Luohe River turned into a chaotic and pure darkness at some point, and it seemed that there was an extremely deep coercion sweeping and spreading.

Boom –

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and everyone, without exception, raised their heads.

"What ?!!"

As far as the eye could see, a golden glow flashed in the middle of the clouds without warning, obscuring the sky and the sky, which had been slightly dim due to the thick fog, and shining brilliantly and gorgeously.

Suddenly, flowers are falling everywhere in the sky, and the people of Zhijiao are suspected of being in a fairyland under the golden light.

"This ...... This is...... It's all over the place!"

The onlookers were like being beaten with chicken blood at this moment, their faces were red, and their eyes didn't dare to blink at the sky, staring at the radiant clouds.

Is there really a God?

There was a faint melodious singing in the clouds, and there were also bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the west, and everyone was trying to hear what the voice was singing, when suddenly an extremely benevolent and benevolent voice sounded from the rain: "Mo Yan Dao is rare, and his kung fu is not enough......"

As he spoke, the clouds dissipated slightly, and in the mist, there seemed to be countless immortals hidden in the period, but the air was suddenly filled with purple gas, and in the scene, no one could see exactly how many gods and how many immortals, let alone see the image of the immortals.

The auspicious clouds rolled to cover the sky, and the purple air dyed the ground.

The chief priest knelt on the ground, took out the sacrificial words that had been prepared for a long time, and sang in a fanatical tone: "Greetings: Eight Immortals up and down, Twenty-eight Nights, Nine Yao Xingguan, Twelve Yuanchen, Five Directions Jiedi, Four Values of Gong Cao, East and West Star Dou, North and South Two Gods, Five Mountains and Four Blasphemy, and Universal Stars! Heaven and Earth are extreme, He Qi is only worried......

After the sacrifice, the immortals were once again hidden in the clouds, and only the towering gods remained, and a round light behind them was like day. The gods of heaven stood in the clouds, and talked to Yuwen Tuo from afar through the canopy.

"The invincible Yuwen Tuo in the world, turning the tide of the tide is a Taishi ......"

Except for the first sentence, the people could no longer hear it clearly. The more I tried to concentrate on listening, the more I felt a splitting headache.

How can the words of the Divine reach the ears of mortals?

"This ...... It's a god! That's ...... That's the Emperor of Donghua!" An old woman with silver hair seemed to recognize the sacred, and in an instant, her body couldn't help but tremble, and she knelt on the ground with a reverent face, and kept kowtowing.

She knelt down and the people reacted, where did she dare to stand, pushing gold and pouring jade, kneeling to the ground with a brush, kowtowing more than once.

Seeing the body of God, how can this be fake?

Yuwen Tuo is really an ancient artifact descending to earth, and can communicate with the gods!

I don't know how long they were talking, but the god suddenly waved his hand, and a golden light seemed to break through the boundary of time and space, and instantly descended from the nine heavens to the Tower of Babel.

"Kunlun Mirror, don't return yet, when will it be!"

But I saw that the entire Tower of Babel, like a miracle, burst out with dazzling light.

The Tower of Babel is a thousand feet high, and at this time, the gods are flashing, and the momentum is simply overwhelming!

"Boom-"

"Kunlun Mirror! He's really ......"

After a flash of light on the tower, Mo Xiaolou's body floated strangely, and he walked directly from the top of the tower to the outside, obviously standing in the void, but he walked towards the clouds in the sky step by step.

Feet in the void, step on the gang!

With each step, the momentum doubled, and the body was surrounded by pillars of light like the Tower of Babel, which made the martial arts people who were secretly observing change their colors together!

What a strong breath!

Just now the gods came, and they only regarded it as a trick for Yuwen Tuo's envoy, but now, they clearly felt that the person whose whole body was wrapped in a pillar of light had cultivated from an ordinary person to an acquired person, and the acquired perfection was consummated, and then ...... Congenital, congenital perfection - grandmaster - great grandmaster......

One step at a time.

Yuwen Tuo took seven steps, and his cultivation crossed the sevenfold realm.

In the surprised gaze of everyone, 'how is it possible', he went from an ordinary person with no cultivation to a great master with the same realm as Ning Daoqi!

Boom Boom –

At that moment, the earth began to shake violently, and everyone almost collapsed to the ground.

"What's going on?" someone asked, his eyes involuntarily looking at Luohe, the source of the shock, and his face changed drastically in the next second.

I saw a terrifying black giant claw stretching out from the bottom of the Luo River, and then grabbed it to the bank, and suddenly the gravel flew fiercely, and the dust was spreading, and in front of it, the ten-meter-high trees next to it looked short.

The terrifying black claw seems to be made of a kind of black rock, which looks extremely hard, and there are dense cracks on the surface, and the purple light in the cracks flicker, as if there are endless evil thoughts, evil poison, and death qi hidden in it.

Everyone saw that their scalps were numb, and even Mo Xiaolou frowned at this time.

Kunlun Mirror, you are the reincarnation of an artifact, and you should know the fate of leaking the heavens.

The Sui Dynasty died in Tianding II, and you wanted to go against the sky and obstruct the Eastern Crusade...... Violating the rules of heaven is not punishable. However, Haotian God remembers that you care about the people of Li, and is merciful, and forgives you for the opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

The black dragon in Luoshui is the remnant of the ancient god outside the domain, and it is hidden as the grass clear dragon vein after countless years, and you will cut it. If you can win, you will take the dragon vein and marry the Great Sui, and continue your life for 276 years, if you can't win, ......"

The voice in the sky suddenly turned stronger, giving people a sense of anger from the sky, and the words that resounded through the heavens and the earth made everyone's ears buzz:

"If you can't, the dragon vein luck will be reversed, and you need to punish the soldiers and civilians of Luoyang, thinking that it will be a blood sacrifice to resist the sin of the sky!"

As soon as the words fell, the clouds dispersed and disappeared, and the gods in the sky disappeared.

"What?!"

"Great Sui turns out that Heaven is really going to die?"

"It's really Yuwen Tuo who turned the tide and single-handedly stopped this matter!"

"The black dragon wants to punish me and wait?"

"It's ....... The Battle of the Great Sui Mandate of Heaven?!"

......

"This breath is ......"

Fan Qinghui, who was in the meditation monastery, suddenly opened her eyes and stood up in surprise, the breath coming from the Luo River made her feel a little frightened.

But it shouldn't. There is no doubt that this matter is a fraud by Yuwen Tuo, where did he find such a powerful aura! It is countless times more powerful than the black dragon in the War God Temple!

At the same time, the heads of the top ten families, such as the Qinghe Cui family, the Fanyang Lu family, and the Taiyuan Wang family, also changed color in unison.

Miracle ...... It's true!

"How...... What to do?"

"Calm down, look on!" the head of the Taiyuan Wang family shouted in a deep voice, he was not stupid, and naturally saw at a glance that if Yuwen Tuo was allowed to kill the black dragon, his prestige and status would definitely reach an unprecedented height. But now, they can't do anything about it.

We are not the right professional to play conspiracy and trickery!

"Ah Tuo, don't, the Great Sui Heaven is going to die, why do you have to act against the sky, you are dead...... What should I do?"

Dugu Feng suddenly rushed to the Tower of Babel and roared at Mo Xiaolou in the sky, a posture of an infatuated woman worried about the safety of her lover.

"Damn...... Play so big...... Second and die, your sister......"

Yang Guang, who was at the top of the Tower of Babel, twitched the corners of his mouth......

Facing Dugufeng's mournful cry, Mo Xiaolou was unmoved, and said in a deep voice:

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband. Since the beginning of Wuhu, Shenzhou has been devastated for a hundred years, how can I look at the world and get involved in the war again! Phoenix, I'm sorry, the seven-foot body has been promised to the people, and it is difficult to Xu Qing!"

"You, Ato—woo-woo-woo......"

"The rise and fall of the world, the husband is responsible, well said!" suddenly a black-clothed man roared angrily, with tears in his eyes, looking eager to kill into the Luohe River and fight to the death with the black dragon.

"Lord Yuwen is fighting for us, how can we stand idly by?"

"Yes, my lord, please allow us to face the black dragon together!"

"Allow us to fight the Black Dragon!!"

"Kill!!!Kill!!"

Mo Xiaolou's heart in the sky warmed, and in the eyes of everyone, an eternal ocean of ice rose again: "Okay...... The people can understand me, I ...... All the things I did, it was worth it!"

After saying that, he waved his robe, and said with a great atmosphere:

"Even if I let my godhead be destroyed and turned into ashes now, I have no regrets!

However, how can the battle between gods and demons involve mortals, you only need to pray sincerely and gather the power of faith in me!"

At this time, I saw that above the Luo River, a terrifying black dragon shadow was gradually revealed, hanging above the Luo River, as huge as a mountain, and in front of him, mortals seemed as small as ants.

The dragon's body was pitch black, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Mo Xiaolou, which was extremely terrifying.

The people who were still shouting to meet the black dragon were suddenly frightened and their legs were weak, the dragon body was just circling, there were almost more than 100 zhang, and the violent and destructive aura exuded from the whole body was terrifying.

"Kunlun Mirror, I am the Qingtian Demon Dragon! You dare to do it with me? I don't know the number of days!" the black dragon spoke, his voice was like a bell, and he felt very oppressive.

"Days. ”

In the face of his roar, Mo Xiaolou put his hands behind his waist, his eyes were deep, and his tone was flat: "I never believe in days. If there is really a number of days, as long as it violates the righteousness in my heart, I will also break it with my own hands!"

"Roar—"

The red light in the black dragon's eyes became even more obvious, as if he had become furious.

But the onlookers listened enthusiastically: Yuwen Tuo's tone of a strong man and his condescending attitude towards the black dragon made them empathize, as if they saw that they were neither humble nor arrogant in the face of power, oppression, and adversity, and rebelled against the Mandate of Heaven in anger.

Even if there are really days, as long as it violates the righteousness in my heart, I will break it with my own hands!

Every man has a heroic seed buried in his heart, and most of the time in his ordinary toiling life, he will let this seed be sealed in the dust and hidden behind others. But the years are long, and there is always a moment, finally watered with blood, the seeds germinate, and they are desperate.

In front of the terrifying power of the black dragon, hundreds of Luoyang youths took a step forward in unison, raising their swords to block in front of the old and young.

But suddenly a discordant voice came from the crowd:

"Yuwentuo! stop acting, these are all fake, it's a trick, it's an illusion! You can deceive others, you can't deceive me Duguba! I'm bah-"

Dugu Ba didn't know when he mixed into the sacrificial team, and at this time he suddenly spoke out and scolded Yuwen Tuo, and then he actually took a mouthful of thick phlegm and slammed it towards the black dragon!

What's even more daring is that with a stomp of his footsteps, he actually rushed towards the black dragon like an arrow from a string, as if he was about to break these illusions with one palm.

He was already very close to the black dragon, and at this time, he was running his body with all his strength, and he quickly approached the ten zhang range of the black dragon. However, he had barely stepped into the tenth zhang range when he spontaneously combusted without fire in an instant, and was overwhelmed by a cloud of purple light, and then ...... No then.

Dugu Ba, who was entangled in purple fire, didn't even have time to scream, and turned into ashes.

Spike!

Those masters of the family who were still tempted by this scene were so frightened that their hearts almost jumped out.

Fuck! Tempting a fart in a split second within 10 feet! That's true!!

Duguba and they all know each other, although they were quite sloppy when they were young, but many years ago they changed their ways and practiced martial arts diligently, and they have already become first-class masters.

A first-class master, he doesn't even have the strength to fight back.

The black dragon didn't even look at Duguba, Sen Ran smiled,

"Kunlun Mirror, it's your turn next!"

Immediately turned into a black practice, the speed was extremely fast, and rushed towards Mo Xiaolou.

Everyone only felt that the sky suddenly darkened, and a terrifying killing machine locked the entire Luohe area, so that people with slightly inferior skills couldn't even move.

Between the lightning and flint, Mo Xiaolou's body shone brightly, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the black dragon in an instant, his posture was burly and straight, like a god of war, the jade belt was flying, and he waved his hand and slapped it on the black dragon's face.

"Look, Lord Yuwen is not afraid of purple fire, he can stand within ten zhang of the black dragon!"

Dugu Feng on the ground saw that his heart was like a deer crashing, and Mo Xiaolou at this time was extraordinary, and he was no longer at all like the stupid boy who used to be his childhood sweetheart. With a pause, she couldn't help but shake her head and rub her hot cheeks!

In fact, anyone who sees the current Mo Xiaolou will be amazed by it. It turned out that he had changed his outfit before he knew it!

Wearing a crown of flying phoenixes, golden boots on his feet, and holding a golden sword, his body is like a green pine, and his face is like a crown of jade, and he looks like a god! Everyone can clearly feel the arrogance of dominating the sky and looking down on the world.

He, in this state, must be the return of the godhead, completely wash away the mortal dust, and turn into the Kunlun Mirror of the Heavenly Realm!

"Boom-"

The black dragon seemed to have been hit by a terrifying force, and his body fell backwards, sliding down the rock wall of the river bank, which was like paper paste in front of his hard body.

"The heart is high and does not recognize the number of Xuantian, the sexual arrogance returns to the god and lives in the Sui Court, the Akagi Zhaohui Yingling Saint, the Yin and Yang double pupils are Kunlun ......"

Mo Xiaolou muttered to himself, his voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

After repelling the black dragon, Mo Xiaolou in the sky seemed to suddenly feel something, and his eyes looked to the east like electricity, which actually made the monks in the meditation temple have a feeling of looking at him, except for Kong and Fanqinghui, everyone else subconsciously dodged their eyes.

"Hmph, little one. The corners of Mo Xiaolou's mouth rose and he muttered softly.

Everyone could hear it clearly, and as he looked to the east, it was the direction of the Meditation Monastery!

"Could it be that the rumors that the Great Sui Qi has been exhausted came from the Jingnian Zen Temple?"

Mo Xiaolou chuckled, and it was finally time for him to finish.

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, black dragon, your qi is exhausted!"

As soon as I raised my hand—

In an instant, it seemed that an invisible force restrained the black dragon, dragging him out of the Luo River and holding him high in the air.

The onlookers gasped when they saw it, only to see the four claws of the black dragon, kicking and kicking in the air, setting off hurricanes and heavy rain, pouring down, and the picture was extremely shocking.

"Damn, you ......"

The black dragon screamed, but as soon as he spat out a few words, he was choked by an invisible force.

Mo Xiaolou sneered and pinched his right hand, and with a bang, the black dragon's body was instantly squeezed and deformed, and purple blood splattered, but it turned into light and dissipated in mid-air.

Mo Xiaolou held the golden sword, countless thin wisps of golden mangs wandered between his hand and the sword, his forearm swung around, slashed towards the black dragon, and said slowly: "Luck deprivation!"

As the words fell, the golden sword qi pierced the void and slashed at the black dragon's scales, and the surging purple light poured into the golden sword from the black dragon's body, Mo Xiaolou laughed loudly and said: "With these dragon vein luck, the Great Sui will be unprecedentedly powerful and prosperous...... The Holy Pupil is immortal, and the Great Sui is immortal!!"

The moment he spit out "The Holy Pupil is immortal, the Great Sui is immortal", it seemed that his words were as if he were following his words, his eyes widened in pain, and then changed, his left eye was still brown, but his right eye turned purple! At first glance, it looked like a god and a demon. He squeezed his right hand violently, and the golden sword suddenly burst into light, pointing at the sky with a sword, and roaring loudly.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the sky was originally full of dense clouds, and there was no starlight, but it was stirred by the indescribable majestic sword qi, and they were all torn, as if they were straight up to the nine-fold sky, revealing the starry sky of the universe, and a little starlight sprinkled down, which increased the supreme sword momentum of Mo Xiaolou!

The stars shone like a waterfall descending from the nine heavens.

All the people who were surrounded by the Luo River involuntarily looked up at the sky, witnessing an unprecedented vision of heaven and earth. At the same time, the figure of one person and one dragon in the sky left an indelible deep mark in their hearts!

The last sword, the starlight dances. The black dragon didn't even shed blood, and with a direct 'boom', it turned into starry dust in the sky.

This moment is the time of the child.

On the third day of the fifth month, it has arrived.

"Is this just fireworks, it's beautiful. ”

In Manqing Garden, Shang Xiufang stopped her hand and looked at the beautiful scenery of the sky outside through the window, her eyes were full of tears of happiness and emotion.

Today is her sixteenth birthday.