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Under the violent wind, in the evil and cold killing opportunity, An Qisheng's voice was flat and straight, penetrated through the heavy waves, and thundered like a thunder to the hearts of the victims.

Emperor's ten tenths? !

A huge shock filled my heart. For a time, Zhu Di even ignored the fact that he was scolded as waste.

how come?

How could he know the emperor's tenth lord?

Who is he?

Countless doubts between the electric light and the flint appeared in my mind at first glance, and Zhu Shi was completely shocked.

The next moment, his palms froze.

His body is frozen!

It is of course impossible to forget the attack during the battle. This kind of thing cannot happen to the victims.

This moment of stagnation is naturally not because of the shock in my heart.

But because of the unknown blood from the red blood throne beneath him, countless tentacles of blood like chains have bound him to the throne.

The countless **** tentacles spread from him and bound his arms tightly.

At first glance, it looks like an old tree entwined with dense vines.

Can't move!

Mana, supernatural powers, all suppressed by death!

Even, even without opening the mouth, a pair of frightened, violent eyes were shrouded in countless blood.

Huh~~~

Between the waves, An Qisheng opened his hands, and the nine sheets of Fu Lu that flashed purple electric lights fell on his palm one by one.

Looking up, the void above the snowfield has been filled with dense blood, and the beam of light transformed by the breath of the zombie king's breath has been pulled back by the blood of countless tentacles.

Look at it again, where is the zombie king's martyrs sitting on the throne of red blood, clearly sitting on one side seems to have experienced a long time, the mottled ancient altar is in the middle!

An Qisheng is very familiar with this altar, and his name is "Anything Can Be Responsible".

Replace the balance!

"Woo~~~"

The hearts of the martyrs were furious and mad, and their extremely resentful expression almost came out of the body. If they were not restrained by the altar and suppressed, this moment, I was afraid that they would burst immediately.

By this time, he didn't know where he was calculated by the old Master.

The old beast did not know how to deceive himself, and replaced his red blood throne and the golden coffin of the robbery with such a strange altar!

Brute, brute, brute!

All the hearts of the martyrdoms were trembling, and even though they were bound by death, there was a stream of blood flowing out of their seven tricks.

"It's my disciple, it's really good."

An Qisheng squeezed Fulu and looked at the martyrdom of the Zombie King who was bound to the altar by his death.

Sa Wuling was more intimate than he thought.

Not only these nine runes, but also this altar was also sent over, and even, the zombie king was directly used as a sacrifice and sealed in this altar.

All this was within his expectation, and everything in Isaac's Five Tombs must be perfect. Naturally, there will be no hidden dangers.

In fact, if it wasn't for a little mistake, after returning from a dream, he could already directly start the altar and sacrifice the zombie king.

In fact, there are not many active hands and feet in the Sa Wuling. The core of the altar of request is the "Tao" in it, and its physical size is almost nothing.

If it was replaced by Gu Changfeng’s life-and-death reincarnation, it would be replaced by not only Mu Feng, but also the Himalayas, the entire high mountain, and even a few nearby countries.

disciple?

What disciple?

In the rage of all the martyrs, all doubts arose, who was this ant talking to?

But the next moment, a sound that made his heart hairy and his scalp burst, sounded from his ear.

"Thank you teacher for your praise, your disciples are ashamed..."

It was the voice of a man who had not gritted his teeth for thousands of years and would never forget them for a lifetime.

Sa Wuling! ! !

The tentacles of red light fell off from the face, the mortalities had not spoken yet, and their mouths and noses were closed again.

As he crossed before his eyes, he turned into an old priest with the size of a little belly. He suddenly rose and fell on his head.

The old Taoist was wearing a robe and painted a black and white tai chi picture. The child's face and his hair were all white, but his face was very ruddy. It seemed to be no different from all the old Tao in the world.

The only difference is the body, which is only the size of the little belly, and there is some flicker.

An Qisheng's words are exactly what Yu Sa's Wuling said.

"teacher!"

Sa Wuling couldn't hide his excitement and bowed long:

"The disciples have met the teacher."

At the moment, Isa Wuling’s state of mind is hard to restrain his mood at this time. For An Qisheng, the dream seems to be just yesterday, but for Sa Wuling, it is already 60,000 years.

Even if he didn't count on his deliberate begging for death, it would be more than two thousand years to return to his recovery.

Even for him, it was a long time.

teacher? !

I heard that Sa Wuling called the person in front of him a teacher.

How can this be?

The bone age of the person in front seems to be less than thirty. Although there is some mature breath, how to do this is the teacher of Lao Tianshi, who has lived for thousands of years in Taiji Taoist Fu?

And Sa Wuling's teacher...

"Woo~~~"

Zhu Crimson's eyes widened, his eyes cracked, hardly believing his guess.

It is said that this Wuling Mausoleum was the Taiji Patriarch 60,000 years ago. He was born again in reincarnation. Didn't his teacher end the tenth era of the Emperor Emperor, seal the gods, and seal the giant? !

According to legend, at the end of the tenth century, this person sacrificed the emperor's tenth siege in one fell swoop, sealed the world with God's humanity, and sealed the world with one battle, completely wiped out the world's annihilation!

The eleventh century Emperor's language, words, weights and measures, rules, benevolence and wisdom, calendar, four-time change... and so on, the creator of everything!

It is also the true pioneer of all the "practitioners" of the Eleventh Century. It can be called the supreme existence of the unprecedented and the uncommon.

Even the name of Heavenly Master originated from him!

crazy!

crazy!

The hearts of the martyrs shuddered, and they were unable to bring this "ant" who insulted themselves time and time again into the first generation of heavenly masters known as the first saint of ancient and modern times, the master of all ages.

He said that he created ‘wonderful language’, but it was true? ?

How can this be?

how can that be possible......

"Is this what the teacher said about Xuan Xing, is indeed a magical place..."

Sa Wuling stepped on Zhu Di's head, looked around and looked at it slightly, and was also somewhat surprised:

"No wonder the teacher can abandon the spirit machine and form another one, but it turns out that this world has no even the slightest aura..."

This is a land of psychic powers, not just as simple as auras, but more like a black hole of infinity, engulfing all kinds of alien powers all the time.

In his hair, there was a feeling of extinction in a few moments.

In his current state, this is an incredible thing, and it only shows that the environment of this world is harsh to practitioners to an unimaginable level.

"You are in danger."

An Qisheng glanced at his disciples.

Hair curling body, apparently has become a "goddess", and the body has also reached the level of rebirth, but even so, the universe replacement is also at great risk, and it is likely to be suppressed by the forces of the two parties. broken.

This risk is not only for Sa Wuling, but also for Xuanxing.

One who is not good at handling and is replaced is not only Mu Feng, but also the Xiya Mountain Range.

The reason behind the replacement of the universe, An Qisheng has not yet been able to understand, otherwise, he will not only follow this opportunity to entrain such a little private goods.

The world of the world, the heaven, the world of Jiufu world, he wants to replace it together!

He is so, Sa Wuling naturally will not know more than he knows.

Therefore, he also took huge risks.

"I have to consult my teacher because of something serious."

Sa Wuling's body became more illusory, he sighed, and talked about the great things that happened on the human path after An Qisheng left.

Since the eleventh century of the Emperor Tian, ​​when it comes to the Taiji Dojo, since the suppression of the Emperor Ten Ten Yu, and the closure of the Zombie King Zhu, all the way to the Dao, Buddha, and evil.

"The Tao, Buddha, Demon, Ghost, Evil, and the "Five Poisons" contained in the Emperor's Spiritual Machines are rooted in the five giants in the Emperor's Upper Realm. The birth of the Emperor's Ten Swords was created by the confrontation between the two Realms, The two spirits of the demon and ghost are divided into ten imperial emperors. Although there are a large number of them, they are not a threat."

Sa Wuling said slowly.

An Qisheng listened quietly, and no one was speaking beside the teacher and apprentice, and he did not care about the distorted faces.

In Sa Wuling's story, An Qisheng also had a deeper understanding of what happened after he left.

In the eleventh century and more than 60,000 years of the emperor's day, the emperor's three sacred machines came from the depths of the starry sky.

These three people are far from what the Emperor Tian Shiyu can match. Every one of them is like the source of a spiritual machine, and he is born in the celestial world filled with "King Seeds", splitting the three continents.

One person preached, one made Buddha, and one called himself the ancestor of the demon.

Before the death of the zombie kings, it was these three men who had been fighting with Sa Wuling for nearly two thousand years.

In the two-thousand-year battle, the Taiji Dojo has always had the absolute upper hand, but depending on the emperor, the situation has changed.

If there is no external force, one day, Sa Wuling can only be like a black and white impermanence, feathering soaring, or, just like ancient Changfeng, died in battle.

"Tao, Buddha, Evil, Emperor Giant..."

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, recalling the Tailong Daoist who confronted the starry landlord.

Between his entanglement with the heaven and earth of the human world, he can vaguely understand the future. However, it is only derived from the original conditions.

Once a force that does not belong to this world joins in, the future will be different.

Just like the world of Taoism, he did not expect the changes he made. Of course, he could not predict the impact of the three masters derived from the spirits of that day on the future of that side.

However, Huang Tian's capture of the human path may only be spontaneous in heaven and earth. The so-called'fairy man' in Huang Tian Realm may not be necessary.

Just like Xuan Xing and the Moon live in harmony, among the Golden Eagle countries across the sea, some people have stared at the moon's deposits.

Someone in the Emperor Heaven Realm is staring at humanity, which is something that can be expected.

It may not be the Tailong Taoist, but it may not have nothing to do with it.

"The three of them have extremely high spirituality, they are pregnant with the law of inheritance from the realm, and they are born of spiritual energy and are immortal and extremely difficult to entangle."

Sa Wuling's figure became more and more subtle, and it seemed that the next moment would disappear:

"But the disciples asked themselves that it was not difficult to suppress, but without these three, I was afraid that there would be others..."

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Machine imperial emperor's tenth family is good, not to mention Tao, Buddhism, and Evil. He doesn't care how much, he is really embarrassed, it is the Imperial Realm.

The other side has been regarded as the "world of immortals" for countless years.

A world of spirits has caused the world to sink into more than a million years. What kind of horror is that big world?

"Are you going to use the shrine?"

An Qisheng understood the disciple's ideas, but he didn't care:

"Everything is up to you."

"The disciples are not filial, but they still need to use the teacher's method....If you don't visit the teacher, you can't feel at ease..."

Sa Wuling fell to the ground, and her body fell to her knees, knocking heavily:

"The world is so difficult, the disciples cannot come to serve, and Teacher Wanwang takes care..."

With heavy knocks, the voice of Wu Wu fluttered, and Wuling Sa had disappeared into the cold wind.

The two realms are separated, even if it is him at this time, it is impossible to bring back any information. He came here only to ask the teacher for sin.

"Ugh......"

An Qisheng reached out his hand and UU read books on www. uukanshu.com pinched the gray hair that had lost its brilliance and sighed softly:

"Why is this..."

The replacement of the universe is not much, not much. In order to come, Sa Wuling must have paid a great deal of thought, and even a price.

Just to see him, but...

Putting this long hair away, An Qisheng looked at the horrors of the zongzi, who were bound by the altar, and his eyes were indifferent:

"Have you heard?"

"......me....."

An Qisheng didn't change a bit from before, but in the face of his enquiries, Zhu Shi's heart trembled, but he was speechless.

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