Chapter 433 A great change unprecedented in a hundred thousand years! (End of this volume!)

Dayan, Jingshendu!

The atmosphere of Yun Dynasty, which was originally displayed outside and inside to show the majesty of the divine dynasty, has rarely disappeared today.

At the same time, dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and the clouds were misty. Even though the mighty power was as prosperous as fire, it was still the same as in the past. However, the emperor's name on the top of the Tongtian Tower was looming, no longer shining brightly in the past.

But many knowledgeable people saw the clues.

On Xuanyu Island in the Broken Sea, a broken situation that shocked the entire Eastern Wasteland reached the final step, but it was still not overcome after all.

In Prince Jaw's Mansion, Yue Hongtu's expression became a little heavy. Along with this sign, the three mountains and veins of the Divine Dynasty, the six divisions and twenty-eight divisions, as well as the domain lords and wealthy families throughout Beizhou all felt that

Today's prosperous times are about to be stormy.

The road to the underworld has just been opened on Xuanyu Island, and it is already stable. It connects the Luofeng Territory to the Broken Sea. From now on, it can be regarded as a corner of Beizhou.

That side of the broken ancient land hides countless great secrets of the previous era. In addition, in the six days of the underworld, countless ghosts and gods are entrenched, which makes it difficult to deal with.

Now, with Zhao Ziqiong having an accident, all parties are coveting her, as if something happened in the underworld.

Seeing Zhao Ziqiong flying away to the capital of the divine dynasty without uttering a word, driving the human king's seal, Ji Qiu's eyes flickered, and his mood was already quite heavy at this time.

Long before, through Zhao Ziqiong's words, he knew that if he failed to kill the way, the price would be irreversible, and all his practice would pass quickly in a very short time.

And Zhao Ziqiong is sitting in the Great Yan Orthodoxy and can gather a lot of luck. If she sits on the throne of Ziqiong Palace in the center and resists this passage of time with her own glorious path, she might be able to persevere a little longer.

Therefore, she turned back without hesitation.

After all, the green hills are still there, so there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.

As long as it has not reached the point of no return, there is no reason to surrender and resign yourself to fate!

Anyway

We have come so far!

Just because the Dao Fruit that she used to be a human king seal was too strong, Zhao Ziqiong is now unable to break through the cage. If she goes one step further, she will end up in a situation where her body and Dao will disappear.

No matter what she thought, Ji Qiu, who had been observing silently, couldn't help but feel a little unacceptable.

How long has she walked and how much effort she has put in for this step? Is it because her path is too glorious that she should erase all of it?

Moreover, the Great Yan Divine Dynasty has been extremely prosperous since its development. If this situation continues for thousands of years, it will surely evolve into a veritable destiny divine dynasty, causing all living beings to be like dragons. At that time, it will be

Beizhou's good fortune is the prosperity of humanity.

If it is broken here, then the situation will inevitably have twists and turns. At best, it will repeat the chorus of all the Tao and monopolize the practice, which is nothing more than the prosperity of Xuanmen.

But if the underworld enters the situation, ghosts and gods come to fight for legitimacy, coupled with the chaos of demons and demons, then even the outstanding people in Beizhou may not be able to slowly decline in this huge whirlpool!

When Michelle Zhao left, Ji Qiu naturally followed.

But before that.

Faced with the spiritual thoughts of many sect leaders that have not yet dispersed, and the coveting eyes of the Yin gods in the underworld, both overt and covert.

Ji Qiu didn't say much, he just held the sword with one hand and measured the heaven and earth:

"Some things cannot be decided just by what you see with your eyes."

"There is no such thing as a pass to cut off the Tao in ancient and modern times. Whether it can be accomplished and what counts as success cannot be easily determined by just a few words left in ancient history."

"At least, Dayan's spirit has not dissipated, and the empress is still alive, so if you are concerned, it is better not to get involved."

Let go of this.

The reincarnation knife in Ji Qiu's hand shook violently, and the Qi suddenly became magnificent. The rich and cold sword intent instantly enveloped the entire Xuanyu Island, the Shattered Sea, and even affected the land of the underworld behind it, making it feel strange.

The moving Yinshen felt a slight chill in his heart.

"His practice has become stronger. What kind of sword is that? It can actually give me a feeling that is comparable to that imperial weapon mirror!"

Secretly observing the movement here, he saw Zhao Ziqiong failing to break through and retreating. Ji Qiu drew his sword. He came from the Tianyan Sect and was touched by the spiritual thought of Wuya Cult Master who had taken away a holy weapon by Ji Qiu.

If the Emperor's Tomb and his party had put aside the Sky-Mending Mirror before, his chances of winning against Ji Qiu should be that he had a greater advantage in winning.

Then thirty years have passed.

The extreme sword intent that exploded in front of this man's eyes, which was used to frighten the heroes, fought with him. Even if Wuyazi thought that he had gained enlightenment due to the changes in the sky and made a little progress in his Taoism, he still had a narrow escape.

This sword is so terrifying, it feels no weaker than that Imperial Mirror!

"That is also an imperial weapon."

On Rizhao Mountain, the once glorious leader of Taoism descended with his divine thoughts and Wu Yazi.

After noticing the surprise of Tian Yanjiao, Baili Quan couldn't help but sigh. After finishing speaking, he didn't say much. He just looked around and didn't expect that Ji Qiu would have nothing to do with him within thirty years.

The related imperial weapon Samsara Sword has been refined to this extent.

"Hiss!" Wuya Cult Master's soul was shocked.

"Two imperial weapons?" He hesitated in his heart.

He is so tyrannical and wants to take away his sect-suppressing holy weapon. This beast is not a son of man!

He cursed secretly, but when he looked at the figure blocking the sky and the earth, he cut through the clouds with a sword and uttered shocking words, only the intention of the sword was left, and after the person had already dispersed without a trace, he had no choice but to accept it.

Even if something happens to Michelle Zhao.

but.

Ji Qiu, the peerless Taoist master who controls half of the country, has such a method.

The world's orthodoxy, ancient powers, or these ghosts and gods from the underworld

I'm afraid I can't threaten this person without paying a heavy price.

The man has gone, but the sword is still there.

even

In that broken ancient land called the underworld.

A figure has been vaguely revealed, standing side by side with the Lord of Luofeng Mountain, but he stops moving forward.

"That person's strength is not weaker than that of the woman just now."

Luofeng Mountain, shrouded in divine energy, borders Beizhou, and the original owner of this place, Yang Zhoujue, suddenly spoke.

"But you have lost all your face. How will you treat it?"

Just when he suddenly gave up.

Suddenly, a loud sound came from the floating heavenly palace shrouded in chaos, reaching this man's ears.

Immediately afterwards.

Woman in red, Yinluo umbrella, Ghost-faced Buddha

Together with the people in the palace that day, plus Yang Zhoujue, the master of Luofeng Mountain, a total of six supreme figures with overwhelming auras, who covered the underworld, all showed up.

They are the existences that when Zhao Ziqiong entered the underworld, the thoughts of the underworld were like bright stars, hanging in the eternal night.

However, there was no action before.

The road connecting Xuanyu Island to the underworld gradually became covered with a layer of gray fog as Zhao Ziqiong left, and the thick sword intent that the Taoist left behind shrouded all directions, making it difficult to see clearly.

At this moment, Yang Zhoujue's eyes were deep:

"Practitioners, what do you want to do to save face?"

"Besides, when that woman came with a sword and finally set foot on the Taixu Ancient Road, in this broken ancient land that is much wider than the Eastern Wasteland, can you still have any so-called face left?"

"The seal of the imperial weapon in the hand of the empress integrated Luo Feng Mountain into the world of Beizhou, opening up a corner of life for me. Maybe if I want to rebel against the Yang God, cut off the Yin body, and become a master of Taoism, I no longer need to step on the Great Void.

It’s an ancient way.”

"Assuming that there is no such change, the world's future hegemon will be trapped in the flow of Yuanshen, unable to make any progress."

"Even if he fails, his talent will still amaze the entire era, there is no doubt about it."

"but,"

There was a pause.

"If anyone becomes a Venerable, whether it is those dormant cult leaders in Beizhou or me, I am afraid that their thoughts will change."

"They are imperial soldiers after all."

"No matter how strong the soul is, no matter how powerful it is, it is nothing more than an ant in front of a great person."

Looking at the Broken Sea that was covered by the mist and engraved with the sword's will, the Lord of Luofeng Mountain emphasized his tone.

His Holiness.

Never seen in an era.

Who can come out on top.

Who is the only one in this world that has never returned to its heyday!

At a time when many religious leaders in Beizhou and many ghosts and gods in the underworld are gathered at the top of the mountain, the wind and clouds are turbulent and thoughts are mixed.

Logically speaking, it should be a calm world in the Eastern Wasteland, but in the West Sea far away, another storm has arisen.

Just now when Empress Zhao Ziqiong of Great Yan attained enlightenment, the exact same movement suddenly occurred, causing the world to resonate.

Moreover, the world there is not like that of Beizhou. Logically speaking, one's status cannot support the Dao Lord to kill the Dao and transform into a venerable person.

Can.

God’s will is brilliant and fleeting!

When a true dragon's phantom appeared in the Western Sea, it held up the sky and enveloped the sky.

All the sect leaders in Beizhou, including those giants from the underworld, were shocked.

This kind of weather is

The Lord is born!

He left a knife mark on Xuanyu Island and then handed the situation over to Zhang Zihou. He expected that these people would not make any changes after seeing his strength. Before he left the Shattered Sea, Ji Qiu couldn't help but frown and turned towards

Looking west.

He looked at the territory of the Divine Dynasty, which connected more than 3,000 islands and went straight into the vast Western Sea, and his eyes darkened a little bit by bit.

What happened in Xihai?

The wind and clouds gathered together, one force suppressed all things, and in an instant, it overcame the Eastern Wilderness

This is the breath of the Venerable.

Even Zhao Ziqiong failed, so why would someone succeed in killing Tao in that ancient place that usually has no mountains or water leaks?

Is he the leader of the ancient clan of the Canglong lineage?

Or some other saint among monsters?

While Ji Qiu was secretly guessing.

There were faint roars of dragons and tigers in the void, accompanied by an old man wearing a golden robe and with majestic eyes, tearing through the void and reaching the vast sea.

At this time, Ji Qiu turned his head, his eyes focused on this person, and he was suddenly surprised.

Through the method of simulation, he has seen through the origin of this person. He is the leader of the Canglong ethnic group of the Xihai lineage, Ao Yuan, who was granted the title of Holy Demon.

Why is he here?

Ji Qiu's eyes had unclear meaning.

The ancestor Ao Jing had spoken about before was this person, and her soul contract had become so weak that if something unexpected happened, at least this person would be inseparable.

Just as Ji Qiu was thinking about what had happened here and rushed to the West Sea, his mind instantly covered the world and looked at the man who was about to speak.

But he saw that Ao Yuan had no nonsense and looked directly at Ji Qiu, giving him a deep look:

"I watched the scene that shocked the Eastern Wasteland just now for a moment."

“I was hesitant at first”

"But, I think I'd better tell you."

After saying this, the sage among demons let out a long sigh, unable to conceal his loneliness.

"The ancient ancestor of the West Sea, Venerable Yun Shu, borrowed the inherited mantle and used the secret method of soul to occupy the magpie's nest, and he has already entered the child's body."

"If there is no accident, the commotion just now was caused by His Holiness."

Seeing Ji Qiu's complexion changing little by little, Ao Yuan thought for a while but did not take action after all.

His fingertips flickered with auras, forming more than a hundred handwritings, which appeared in front of Ji Qiu's eyes. They disappeared in an instant, and at the same time disappeared the ancient Canglong Ancestor who came in a hurry and left suddenly.

"This is the message from the venerable one."

"Old Man"

"Actually, I think very highly of that child. I have heard her mention it to you often, so I want to spare your life and find a way to escape from the world as soon as possible. Taking charge of two imperial soldiers may not mean that I don't have the means to do it."

"Otherwise, if we continue to make such a big fuss, I'm afraid that next time, the Venerable will be born."

"well"

The brief sigh seemed as if it had never happened.

But after seeing the golden light that turned into ashes.

Ji Qiu's originally worried eyes suddenly became completely heavy and cast a cloud.

at the same time--

Also mixed with undisguised murderous intent.

After a while, when Ao Yuan's figure disappeared, Ji Qiu stood alone for a moment, until he made up his mind and prepared to go through reincarnation again.

Then he flew forward and headed straight for Jingshen Capital.

In the Ziqiong Palace, thousands of illusions passed by one by one.

On the dazzling golden throne that towered over the divine dynasty and gathered energy from all directions, there was a red-robed woman leaning on it.

The woman's mind is tired, her aura is sometimes strong, sometimes sluggish, and at the same time, she is uncontrollably declining.

Although with the blessing of Qi Shu, it can barely resist one or two wear and tear, blindly blocking it will not be able to block everything.

Think about the worst-case scenario.

It's just a matter of time.

'Da da da'

At this moment, someone crossed the threshold and stepped into this empty palace. With just one glance, he saw Michelle Zhao, who could not hide the fatigue between her brows.

The woman at the head was not surprised by this, she just forced herself to show her face, pretending to be fine and said with a smile:

"The situation in the Broken Sea, is everything okay?"

"Just now, I vaguely sensed that in the far western sea, someone had succeeded in cutting off the path and reached a realm that I had never set foot on."

"What a surprise."

In response, Ji Qiu pursed his lips and just shook his head:

"No need to worry, I've taken care of everything."

"It's you."

"Is everything okay?"

I didn't pay attention to the second half of Zhao Ziqiong's sentence.

Ji Qiu's eyes were full of scrutiny, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He looked at Zhao Ziqiong's declining soul and the unhealable Dao wounds, which were all supported by the human's royal seal and the energy of the divine dynasty, and felt that it was quite difficult to deal with it.

.

With his current means, this situation cannot be solved.

And that incident in the West Sea.

Even if he is in charge of two imperial armies, his manpower will eventually be exhausted.

fortunately

It may not be that there is no turning point.

"It's not bad, but maybe that's all."

"But there are many disasters on the road to success. How can anyone make it all the way to the end? I can fall in front of this hurdle. In fact, apart from being a little unwilling, I have no regrets."

"Give me our child. He is still in the Tao womb and has not been born yet. I can't last long in this state. It's better to take a gamble."

"Let's see if we can cultivate this child into an innate holy body and be born a human emperor!"

"When the time comes, even if senior brother is not in charge of Dayan, he will still have a successor."

The woman was smiling and looked free and easy, but every word she spoke was filled with plans for her future affairs, which immediately made Ji Qiu's heart twitch, and the thought that had already been decided took shape.

So, he stopped, stopped at the threshold of the palace, looked directly at his superiors, and suddenly said:

"Pichelle."

"Do you still remember what I said when we got married?"

The woman's words were interrupted and she was a little stunned.

"You don't have to think about this."

Ji Qiu flicked his sleeves and revealed an unprecedented calmness in his eyes:

"Now that something has happened, I will take care of it."

"Although the barrier of severing the path has not been passed, it may not necessarily be a foregone conclusion."

"Even if people don't die, nothing will stop the heavens!"

"I have my own way to solve the problem."

"Just hold on and wait for senior brother"

"return."

After saying that, Ji Qiu strode away and disappeared, leaving only Zhao Ziqiong silently.

After a long time, I didn't know whether it was helplessness or relief and I smiled:

"Silly Senior Brother"

"This is a Dao injury. Even if the Venerable comes, there is nothing we can do about it, let alone you."

She was a little sentimental, after all, she didn't have much time left to speak of.

But, she didn't know.

Maybe this trip only lasted a moment for her.

But for that Taoist.

It is possible that it is thousands of years of wind and frost.

(ps: The next chapter is a new volume.)
Chapter completed!