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Sa Wuling subconsciously took a step back and felt a roar in his mind.

The sound of the dragon roar contained an indescribable terrifying power, which made him suspect that he would be shocked to death on the spot in the next moment.

"This is...Daqing's lucky dragon..."

Yan Xiake shook his body and fell to the ground, but he seemed to be unaware of it. His eyes were staring at the lucky dragon that rose from the ruins, like a sacred mountain standing between heaven and earth.

All spirits have energy, and gather them to be fortune, family fortune, land fortune, and country fortune.

Only by a thousand-year-old dynasty can such a dragon of luck be born if hundreds of millions of people gather their energy and the direction of people's hearts.

But at this time, the luck dragon, which should have been red and gold, was covered with black all over the body, as if it had been dyed into an ink dragon.

The scales, horns, minions, and beards are all surrounded by black air.

At first glance, there is no sacred feeling, but instead makes people feel disgusted and fearful from the heart.

Roar ~

Roar ~~~

The black black dragon danced in the sky, making a series of roars that ordinary people could not hear.

If it weren't for the luck dragon around that fortune, there were countless chains spreading from the void, locking its body, dragon claws, and even dragon heads and horns.

Yanxiake even suspected that it would escape from the trap and choose people to eat.

This is a magic dragon!

"Daqing is dead..."

Yan Xiake couldn't help but feel a sense of gloom in her heart.

His ancestors and ancestors, and himself, have lived for them, are coming to an end, how can he not feel any touch in his heart?

"Minren An, do you mean that the old thief who is willing to practice elixirs was to pollute the fortune dragon?"

Yan Xiake couldn't help asking.

His eyes were still staring at the hideous and terrifying dragon of luck.

Countless chains around the surroundings were shaking, and the Mo Long could not break free even if he struggled.

Because those chains themselves are one with the dragon of luck.

How can you break free from the constraints of the outside?

He knew that the chain was the method of this Zhenren An.

"A general is incompetent to exhaust the three armies, let alone the king of a country?"

Hearing these dragon roars, An Qisheng's eyes were faint:

"The power of luck and magical powers naturally do not have the ability to attack, but if they were in full swing, the Taoist of Heaven will not easily provoke them. The old emperor's stupidity has long been there. Without God's will, this day will come sooner or later."

God has to take half of the blame, but the other half still has to be against the emperors and generals like Daqing.

If the country is in full swing, it is combined with the underworld to control the city god, and all the demons and demons must retreat three feet.

The backhand left by the King of the Netherworld is extremely powerful, but it cannot defeat the change of people's hearts.

If a person's heart is in chaos, flaws will arise.

The evil pill refined by the Taoist divine soul of the heavenly will be used to infect this dragon of luck to achieve the point of turning it into one's own use.

Use what people hate and destroy what people want.

Zheng is similar to An Qisheng's use of what human heart wants to destroy what human heart hates.

In fact, he took the lights of thousands of families to bind the dragon of luck, so that the Taoist Taoist of Heavenly will not be able to use the power of the dragon of luck, but it was a method found in the spiritual imprint of the Taoist Taoist of Heavenly will.

If it weren't for this, the Heavenly Will Taoist Man had more blessings from the Dragon of Luck and was rejected, and this battle would be much more difficult than before.

"Teacher, does this dragon have any effect on being dyed black?"

Sa Wuling took out his ears and asked loudly.

Although only the mind can hear this dragon roar, he still subconsciously raised his voice.

"The dragon of luck is the gathering of the spirits of the people and the desires of the people... It turns black, and the hearts of the people in the world and hundreds of millions of people will also be polluted..."

Yan Xiake's heart became heavier and the ghost fire in the broken little half's eyes stared at An Qisheng tightly:

"Minren An, am I right?"

"Can this thing pollute the hearts of the world?"

Sa Wuling was a little creepy.

If all the people in the world become as hideous and terrifying as this ink dragon, it is disgusting, then will the world be in chaos and the end of the world?

“Half right.”

An Qisheng nodded slightly:

"Whether people's hearts are to be good, good will lead to luck, and evil will eliminate evil. The so-called "will be evil" will inevitably lead to evil. It is just that people's hearts are infested by luck. At that time, it will naturally be a paradise for demons and demons."

"However, this is not the purpose of the Taoist God. He has no intention of slaughtering the world and destroying the world... He does not hesitate to use his body and soul as the main material for alchemy to feed the old emperor bit by bit,

How could it be to slaughter the world and destroy the world?”

At the end, An Qisheng paused and looked at the hideous ink dragon:

"God's will, or, Tian Xiezi, what I said is correct?"

There was a rippling rippling in his eyes.

The world in front of him was peeling off from his sight, and endless glory and luck flashed out. The lights of thousands of families, the dragon energy of the country, the essence of heaven and earth, and the many auras of Buddha, Taoism, demons, ghosts and evil spirits were peeled off.

It can be seen that in the body of the Molong, an evil soul that is as dark as ink, is crazy in the eyes of ordinary people.

God wants this person to be good and evil, and he is undoubtedly a master of a while. There are very few people in the world who know that he has ten incarnations, and they only think that this is his biggest secret.

No one knows that his biggest secret is in this lucky dragon.

This Tian Xiezi was extremely cruel to himself. The evil pill he refined included baby souls, young blood, and youth marrow. However, these were all auxiliary materials, which he really used to refine alchemy.

It is his essence, the deity!

He took a hundred years to cut his deity into pieces and feed it to the old emperor little by little.

Using this method, the dragon of fortune transformed by Daqing's thousand-year national fortune into his own incarnation!

He was only one step away from success.

"What? God, God's will?"

"God willing?!"

Yan Xiake and Sa Wuling were all shocked.

Roar ~~~

The sound of the roar of the Molong in the sky came to an abrupt end.

The huge dragon head suddenly dropped, and the messy and crazy retreated in its scarlet eyes, showing a hint of humanized shock and anger:

"Who are you? How could you know so clearly?!"

Mo Long, or the Taoist of God's will, was shocked in his heart, and all kinds of emotions suddenly surged.

Frightened, suspicious, fearful, and a trace of fear that he could not even notice.

"My name is An Qisheng, I am half a Taoist priest."

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back and responded faintly.

He stood tall and neither tall nor short, but compared to the hugeness of the ink dragon, he was undoubtedly extremely small. But at this time in Sawuling, Yan Xiake's eyes were tall like a towering sacred mountain, and his vastness of breath was even better as the sea of ​​stars.

Endless.

Although he was talking from below, he felt a strange illusion of looking down at the Molong from above.

"An Qisheng, An Qisheng..."

The ink dragon's long beard floated, its voice was extremely cold, as if it was shattering a wave of cold currents from the sky:

"You lied to me! Which old immortal reincarnation in ancient times are you? Taoist Yunhua? The Cang Qing Yaokui? The Devil Taoist? Or... The Lord of the Netherworld?!"

Rumble!

With this roar, substantial sound waves exploded in the sky, and the vast ripples instantly spread to the entire imperial city and even the entire Qingdu city.

The earth shakes!

The imperial city shook violently for a moment, and many people fell to the ground after staggering, making horrific and frightened moans:

Come again!!!

The Taoist priests of the Tianyi Cult who were kneeling on the ground in the distance, and the soldiers of the imperial guards who had not yet left, heard the explosion and were all shocked and subconsciously fell to the ground.

The will of heaven was shocked and angry.

He would never believe that there was something in this world that emerged.

He would have such strength in just a few years. If it weren't for the reincarnation of an ancient powerful man, he would never believe it!

Hurry ~

With Mo Long's roar, he roared.

The chains spreading from the depths of the void trembled wildly, making moans that seemed to be about to break.

Yan Xiake and Sa Wuling both made their hearts pound and they couldn't help but worry.

Involuntarily, the two of them looked at An Qisheng's back, and for some reason, they felt at peace.

"Does people have to have a great heel to be convinced?"

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

People in the Emperor Heaven are superstitious about their past lives. Whenever a master emerges suddenly, they will guess what kind of old monster they were in their previous lives. The King of the Netherworld seems to have been speculated by many people.

"I am connected with the fate of the Great Qing Kingdom and are connected with the hearts of all people. Killing me is like destroying the world and slaughtering the world. No matter what you are, you cannot bear such a sin!"

Tian Xiezi shouted coldly.

He disagrees with the peace of the will of God, and under the thoughts of hundreds of millions of people, he becomes even more crazy and paranoid.

"It won't be very difficult to kill you..."

As he said that, An Qisheng slowly raised his foot and was about to step on.

"stop!"

Mo Long roared angrily, as if the sharp hissings from thousands of people were coming down, impacting An Qisheng's heart.

An Qisheng's body shook slightly, and a hint of praise appeared in his eyes:

"It's good, good, good."

Before he finished speaking, his raised foot was already stepping on the earth.

Boom!

It seems to be sinking!

When he stepped on his feet, the ripples visible to the naked eye spread everywhere, and the tide slapped into the distance, and the huge imperial city was almost turned over by his feet.

The countless earth, stone, and gravel on the ruins in front of him were instantly shattered into invisible particles.

The strong wind blew, and the dense scarlet runes appeared below it.

Buzz ~

As the runes saw the sun, palaces, pavilions, rockery, and even every inch of stone slab burst out with a strange light mixed with black and red.

Lights soared into the sky, intertwined, and suddenly turned into a huge formation that enveloped the entire imperial city!

Crack, Crack~

But as rockery collapsed in the palace, stone slabs were broken, and palaces fell.

Amid the screams of countless palace maids, eunuchs, concubines and princes in the palace.

The formation had just risen and had already broken.

"No!!!"

Accompanied by a roar of unwillingness.
Chapter completed!