The Sun-shooting Divine Bow is a magic weapon. As long as it is a magic weapon, only Jiang Changsheng can exert the true effect of the magic weapon. Warriors can use the Sun-shooting Divine Bow as a bow at most, but in his hand it is a divine bow.

Jiang Changsheng was in a happy mood and began to refine the restrictions in the Sun Shooting Divine Bow to make it recognize him as its master. This treasure had more restrictions than other magic weapons and was extremely complicated. However, the more complex it was, the more powerful it was.

It is indeed the survival reward brought by the Qiankun Realm and the Five Golden Body Realm. It’s so cool!

Jiang Changsheng thought silently.

A full day and night passed before he successfully refined it. He injected spiritual power into the Sun Shooting Divine Bow and pulled it slightly at the same time.

Rumble——

The entire Longqi Mountain began to tremble, even affecting Wufeng and the capital. Jiang Changsheng was so shocked that he immediately stopped.

So strong!

Jiang Changsheng was rarely excited, he felt so comfortable!

He threw the sun-shooting bow into the giant spirit ring and walked out of the house.

When Jiang Jian saw him, he quickly asked: "Master, what happened just now?"

Bai Qi looked at Jiang Changsheng with the same fear. Even if they were like this, let alone the capital, they all thought that another powerful enemy was coming.

Jiang Changsheng said: "It's nothing, I just stretched myself."

Stretch and make the whole mountain tremble?

They stared at Jiang Changsheng in disbelief. If anyone else had said this, they would have scoffed and thought it was ridiculous, but when Jiang Changsheng said it, they believed it.

Jiang Changsheng meditated under the Earth Spirit Tree and began to practice. Jiang Jian took a deep breath and also began to practice the Great Zhoutian Divine Art.

He wants to target his master!

One day, he will be as powerful as his master, reaching the point where he can shake a mountain just by stretching.

…

Between the mountains and rivers, Tiance's army moved forward quickly. Xu Tianji, who was at the front, turned and shouted: "We must get to the next city before evening today. As long as we capture it, the entire army will rest for five days!"

As soon as this was said, the soldiers behind cheered.

After several years of fighting, the Tiance Army has transformed. Not only are their individuals highly skilled in martial arts, but their murderous aura has been condensed together and transformed into a whole. The momentum of the charge alone is better than that of a million troops.

Emperor Yang Zhao rode side by side with Xu Tianji, and he asked: "It seems that Dahuang has given up resistance. It has been half a month since the Wushen people attacked."

"Haha, Arakawa and Ling Xiao don't use their kits for a day, how dare they come? No one wants to be the scapegoat." Xu Tianji laughed, extremely cheerful.

Once upon a time, he never thought that he would lead his army to a territory a hundred thousand miles away from Da Jing, and ride his horse across the river. It was really a pleasure.

As long as he takes down the wilderness, his achievements will surpass those of the founding generals, and he gets excited just thinking about it.

Emperor Yang Zhao sighed with emotion: "Taozu's bag of tips is truly remarkable."

Once upon a time, he thought of challenging Tao Ancestor, but fortunately he was conquered by the emperor in advance. Now he enjoys fame and wealth, and conquers the world, which is much better than fighting for hegemony in the martial arts.

The two generals had great expectations and could not stop smiling.

Just then.

Emperor Yang Zhao stopped his smile, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "There is someone in front of you!"

Xu Tianji followed and looked, and saw a person strolling toward them on the hillside a few miles away. The man was wearing white clothes, a black shirt, a hat on his head, and a sword basket on his back, stuffed inside.

Full of swords.

Even in the face of 200,000 Tiance troops, he still did not stop or change direction.

Xu Tianji couldn't see through the other party and shouted: "Arakawa!"

At the rear, Arakawa jumped out from the army, quickly jumped behind Xu Tianji, and stood on horseback. His eyes also fell on the man with the sword basket in the distance.

"I can't feel his breath. I don't know if he is a god or stronger." Arakawa said with squinted eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and silently took out the kit from his arms.

The man with the sword basket suddenly disappeared, causing Xu Tianji and the others' pupils to shrink.

They seemed to feel something, and they all looked up, only to see the man with the sword and basket appearing above them out of thin air, and continued to move forward.

The three of them turned around to look. The man with the sword didn't seem to have any intention of taking action, and was passing up and down the army.

The man with the sword basket did not look back, he kept his head down and moved forward until he disappeared behind the mountains.

Emperor Yang Zhao frowned and asked: "Will the opponent's target be other troops behind?"

Xu Tianji thought about it: "Probably not, otherwise why would he pass by in front of us? Maybe he was just passing by. There are always some masters in this world, Xianyun Yehe."

Emperor Yang Zhao thought it made sense, so he focused on looking ahead.

Arakawa turned sideways and looked at the direction in which the man with the sword basket was leaving, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

…

In a palace, the Lord of Destiny was standing in the palace. On the high platform in front of him sat an unusually burly old man, wearing a white robe with gold patterns. He was leaning on a crutch with both hands. His face was vicissitudes of life and covered with gray spots.

The white eyebrows cover the eyes, as if they are closed.

He is the current ruler of Xian Sheng Cave Heaven, the Slaughter Saint King.

In Xian Sheng Cave Heaven, every generation of people in power can be called a Saint King.

On both sides of the Mingzun, there were two rows of warriors sitting, all of them with extraordinary weapons. They all had the power of the Golden Body Realm. At this moment, everyone had a look of shock and anger on their faces.

"Holy Lord, the power of Dao Ancestor has surpassed the realm of heaven. This matter has already resulted in enmity, and there is no way back."

Mingzun said in a deep voice, clenching his fists when talking about this matter.

Tianzun also died, which was difficult for him to accept.

Slaughter Saint Lord slowly said: "Although Junior Brother Zhu is the youngest among the three heavens of Dongtian, he is still in the realm of heaven after all. The Taoist ancestors are no longer controllable by us."

The masters of the Golden Body Realm in Xiansheng Cave Heaven were silent, and no one spoke.

Mingzun asked: "Then let's forget it? With the Dao Ancestor sitting in charge of the Great Scenery, the Great Scenery will continue to expand. How can the Holy King gather the fortune of the world?"

The Killing Saint slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of brown eyes, looking down at the Lord of Destiny indifferently.

"I know that destiny is not to help me. You all want me to gather the destiny of the world and wake up the king of mankind, right?"

Faced with his words, Ming Zun calmly said: "It is true, but the two are not in conflict. The saint king gets the luck, and the destiny gets the human king. The human king never cares about martial arts. He only wants the human race on this continent to be free."

worry."

The Killing Saint closed his eyes again and tapped the crutch with the black nail of his right index finger, wondering what he was thinking.

The hall fell into silence.

At this moment, a middle-aged man quickly rushed into the hall with a series of afterimages, stood next to Mingzun, he bent down and saluted, and said: "Holy Lord, the sword god has come out of seclusion, he has already moved towards

Da Jing rushes to see Dao Zu kill his disciple, also known as Zhen Tian Xia, his target should be Dao Zu."

Mingzun turned his head and asked in surprise: "Sword God? Isn't he dead long ago?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said: "That's just what the world thinks. Two hundred years ago, the Sword God and the previous Saint Lord fought a decisive battle on the top of Wuzhu Mountain. During that battle, they entered the realm of heaven, and then retired.

A hundred years have passed, and his martial arts has reached an unimaginable level."

The Ming Zun was silent.

The masters of the Golden Body Realm also started discussing among themselves, all recalling the power of the Sword God.

The Killing Saint slowly spoke: "The Sword God is indeed powerful. I am not sure how to deal with him, but the Dao Ancestor is even more unfathomable. He is suspected to be a master from other continents. We cannot take it lightly and put our hope only in the sword."

On the body of God, I am preparing to absorb the luck of the world and hit a higher realm. When I succeed, the world will be more stable."

Ming Zun immediately said: "Absorbing the luck of the world? This move of the Holy Lord may bring disaster to the world!"

The Killing Saint said calmly: "The catastrophe is only harmful to the present. If we don't get rid of the Taoist ancestors, and overseas forces invade in the future, the world will be devastated. Mingzun, you are destiny. Don't forget the catastrophe thousands of years ago. Those gods like

A powerful legend may not be just a legend."

Ming Zun lowered his head, his chest rose and fell, obviously adjusting his emotions.

The Killing Saint stood up, turned around and walked towards the side hall, leaving behind a sentence: "Before the battle between the Sword God and the Tao Ancestor, Xiansheng Cave Heaven must not conflict with the Great Scenery again."

All the masters of the Golden Body Realm stood up and sent the Killing Saint King off respectfully.

Mingzun snorted coldly and left with a puff of sleeves.

The masters of the Golden Body Realm all gathered in front of the middle-aged man and asked if they could see the Sword God with their own eyes.

The middle-aged man's face was complicated and he said: "I have seen that the Sword God may have surpassed the Saint King and reached the realm of manifesting the Holy Cave and spending his whole life chasing it. Although the Saint King is cautious and does not dare to expect the Sword God to kill Tao Ancestor, I think Tao Ancestor

It is very likely that we will lose.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone else was moved.

"The Dao Ancestor moved a giant mountain thousands of feet high, and even Senior Zhu died in his hands. How can the Sword God defeat him?"

"Yes, that Dao Ancestor alone dominates the scene, making all forces in the world avoid him. Such a strong man is rare to see in a thousand years."

"Not necessarily. The reason why the Sword God is the Sword God is because his swordsmanship has reached an advanced level. Rumor has it that he can use the swords of everyone in the world for his own use, and even turn everything in the world into his own sword."

"What you said is too outrageous. How could he be so strong?"

"Well, let's wait and see."
To be continued...