Royal Power!

Long Floating Realm!

Feeling the vast nostalgia and information in his heart, An Qisheng felt a hint of emotion in his heart.

The past flashed like water in my heart.

Zhang Haohao, Zhang Tingting, Tieshan, Yan Kaiyu, Liuming, Bai Xian'er, Li Ling, Huang Fu, Sun En, Pang Wanyang, Yan Kuangtu, Mu Qingfeng, Yixiu, Wheel-turning King, Han Changgong, Yun Haitian, Yun Dongliu, Fan Zimin...

Everything and everything flashes by in his heart.

Ever since he knew about the replacement of the universe, he had thoughts in his mind.

If it is as he expected, the Xuanxing Universe is approaching other universes, and one day it will collide and compatible with the Emperor's Heaven and the Human Realm, what should he do?

But there is only one result. If that day comes sooner or later, then he will choose who will come and what world will come!

If you cannot change this result, change this process!

This is his attempt...

Buzz ~

The talismans like stars in the starry sky bloomed in the light, An Qisheng's divine intention suddenly sank into the light ball branded with world information.

Or, in the anchor point.

And from beginning to end, the Taoist map in the depths of his soul remained motionless.

......

All countries in the world are crowned with abundant resources.

The state of Feng Kingdom is headed by Feng, and even Fengzhou, where the ancient capital of three thousand years has been located, is incomparable to it.

Because the land of Fengzhou is the Taoist temple of the king of the world, the leader of the world, and the place of the ancestral court.

In Fengzhou for three thousand years, there is only one city. Its name is Nanliang and is also the world's number one city, covering an area of ​​3,000 miles and a population of more than 40 million.

Just the place where the city was opened, the front seat of the mountain had been moved, and even unparalleled swordsmen crossed the air and cut out 12 gutters, attracting nine rivers and three rivers.

Therefore, it is also known as the twelve dragons surrounding the Southern Liang.

There are many products from the Jinlang Kingdom, the Dayan Kingdom, the Chiyun Kingdom, the Hailou Kingdom, the Ding Kingdom and other countries here, and the things in the world gather the prosperity of this city.

This city is the ultimate realm of the world!

In Nanliang City, thousands of buildings, headed by Yangxiao Hall, and the hundred-foot Yangxiao Hall has become a place that countless people yearn for over the past thousands of years.

I wonder how many martial arts heroes and literati and heroes have left behind a story that will sing the world.

Bang!

The awakening wood was shot hard, and the whole hall was shocked.

In the roaring hall, an old man in green shirt stood at the table, chanting: "The book follows the previous text, and the words are the past! This last time I was talking about the heroes gathered in front of the chivalrous gate, and the white-clothed red horses came!"

The old man had long beard and red face, his eyes were shining, and his voice was neither high nor low, but it was just heard from the ears of the thousands of guests in the Yangxiao Hall, which showed that his internal strength was quite strong.

But many high-ranking customers in the hall didn't buy it, and many people even started shouting.

"Brother Han, you have said it this time but it has been eight thousand times, so why don't we change it?"

Someone even threw out a golden cloud treasure, which flew by like lightning, but fell down lightly, landing on the table in front of the old man, showing the profound control of internal strength, making many people secretly beautiful.

"If it were someone else, the old man would definitely ignore it. Since he was Brother Wang, there would be no problem."

The old storyteller lit up his eyes, skillfully put away the gold ingot, bowed his hand, and said, "I wonder what Brother Wang wants to listen to? Lao Han, I have been telling for thirty years, and I have been the best interview with you. How many more chapters can you choose."

It's easy to talk to after getting the money.

"Listen to you, Brother Wang!"

The old man woke up and slapped the table, and spoke loudly: "'Ten thousand horses in the snow field are silenced, the ancestor tried to suppress thousands of troops'' "The wind and sand in the vast sea are strong, and the king's power hunts down all the heroes'

‘In Fengdu City, the ancestor subdued the dragon’

‘The soldiers gathered together, the Divine Sword Twenty-three’

‘The gods are fierce in the Bagua furnace, and the gods of heaven and man transform into royal power’

'The ancestors talk about the law of the world, and the kingly power can be the master of the world''' All countries have laws and herdsmen, but I am the only one who uses sword to shepherd the country'......"

The old man's voice was extremely low and rhythmic. Speaking of this, it was vivid.

But many people in the hall still shook their heads and complained in their hearts.

They have heard of the legend of the ancestor of the royal family for not 100,000 times, and have 80,000 times. It can even be said that no one in the world is familiar with, from emperors, generals, and peddlers and pawns.

If you just pull someone on the street, you can talk about many legends about the ancestors of the royal family. Although the old man spoke vividly and with a very high level, the crowd heard too much.

"Brother Han, there are too many things passed down by your ancestor in the world. I yearn for the legend of the ancestor Wang Quan, but I have heard too much, right? Brother might as well talk about it today?"

The middle-aged man who threw gold ingots couldn't help but stand up and bowed and said.

The legend of a gentleman's deceased for five generations should not have been passed down for so long. It is so vast that Wang Quandao had a hard-core follower of Wang Quandao three thousand years ago.

The rainbow fart slapped for 3,300 years, and it is the first person in history.

That person is called Fan Zimin, and he is the founder of the storytellers in the world. For more than three thousand years, anyone in the world who wants to make a fuss about storytellers must first talk about the ten-year dynasty of royal power.

Otherwise, this bowl of rice will not be stable!

"this......."

The storyteller was a little hesitant.

"Brother?"

The middle-aged man threw out another ingot of gold, which made everyone smack their tongues. How amazing is the purchasing power of a ingot of gold?

That is, in this Yangxiao Hall, if it is elsewhere, it will be enough to buy a storyteller to say that it was a year or two.

"Then, just say something else?"

The storyteller collected gold and thought that his storytelling task was almost completed this year, so he no longer hesitated: "In this way, let's talk about it, the Chiyun Kingdom!"

Bang!

Before telling, wake up and slapped the table.

"The king's sword hangs all over the country, and there has been no war for three thousand years! But in the Golden Wolf Kingdom, there is a Wulin Sect that has been passed down for 10,000 years, Zhuanglun Temple!

According to the Wheel-Born Temple, there is an incomparable secret technique, which is comparable to the King Quandao’s “Ferris Wheel-Born Method”. Of course, that secret technique is also said to be passed down by me, ahem, the King Quandao.”

"Oh! Did you miss it?"

Someone called out in the hall.

The storyteller smiled, didn't care, and said loudly: "But he said that a genius appeared in the Zhuanghun Temple three thousand years ago, and his name was the Zhuanghun King. Anyone who has heard of the "Biographies of Kings" should also know that, yes, it's the Zhuanghun King!"

"Although the Wheel King was defeated by the ancestor, the ancestor pityed his talent and let him go, he did not expect that the Wheel King was really a genius. With the opportunity of destroying his foundation, he realized the Wheel King's rebirth method! Reborn in a hundred years!"

“Rebirth?!”

As soon as these two words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. The middle-aged man also took a breath and felt that his gold flower was worth it.

Life is limited. Even if one has a strong divine vein, it will only last for five hundred years. This is still the current one. According to legend, the powerful divine vein that three thousand years ago was only last for three hundred years!

Even Wang Quandao's amazing ancestor had a ninth level of heaven and man on the divine vein, and it would only last for a thousand years.

People will die in the end.

Rebirth is naturally the most attractive word.

"Yes, the method of rebirth of the wheel, Wang Quandao is now included!"

There was a outer disciple of Wang Quandao's eyes lit up: "It is said that inner disciples can choose to practice all dharmas. I have heard people talk about this technique!"

With the endorsement of the disciples of Wang Quandao, everyone became more enthusiastic. It was not until they woke up and took pictures again that they returned to peace.

"Dear readers, don't make noise, just listen carefully and say it! But the Wheel-Turning King was reborn a hundred years after his defeat. At that time, it was the time when the eight sons of the king's king's king's Taoist scrambled to the king's king's king's Taoist, and the heroes in the world were frightened by it.

The Wheel King met the eight sons of King Quan at the peak. Even though he was a genius, he was invincible and eventually died of the second generation of King Quan Taoist, a disciple of the ancestor, and a subordinate of the ancestor Zhang Ting.

But this has opened up the grudge between the King of Wheels and King Quan for 3,300 years!”

Speaking of this, the storyteller himself was immersed in it. The audience also felt their hearts fluctuated and could not help themselves. Sometimes they were amazed, sometimes they were regretful, sometimes they beat their chests and stamped their feet, and sometimes they shouted loudly.

After only half an hour of talking, the wine had already been reduced by thousands of pounds, so the shopkeeper was so happy that he smiled.

".........The wheel-turning king became stronger and stronger, reborn again and again, cultivated to great success again and again, accumulated from generation to generation, and finally reached an unprecedented peak!

The nine generations of skills actually overlapped, and they cultivated the great martial arts that shocked the world and cried ghosts. At that time, the King Quan Sword had already escaped into the world, looking for a new generation of King Quan Sword Master. The Wheel-Turning King came with the great magical power. For a moment, the King Quan Dao was in an unprecedented crisis......"

The storyteller looked solemn and immersed in it. He only felt that he was the contemporary king and Taoist, facing the Wheel King who had cultivated the supreme martial arts with the cultivation of the nine generations of heavenly beings:

"At this moment, a young man rode a donkey to Fengzhou, inheriting the fortune of the king's power for two thousand years, and emerged from the sky with one sword, and a sword spread to the nineteen states!"

boom!

It was like adding fuel to the fire, like thunder slashing, the huge Yangxiao Hall, with many floors up and down, and hundreds of drinkers were all boiling!

"Li Taibai!"

"Poetry, painting, color, sword, wine, is the most proud of the world!"

"Only Taibai is the eternal romantic!

"The second in the ages, the ancestor Taibai!"

Yangxiao Hall is a hollow circle, with thirty-eight floors up the layers, and hundreds of drinkers were ignited at once.

The inheritance of the royal power has been 3,300 years. The 100th generation of the royal power Taoist, the seven sons of the royal power, and the 100th generation of the royal power have emerged one after another.

However, there is only one person who is called his name, not a royal Taoist.

That is, Li Taibai!

Li Taibai, the second most in history, can be judged by the royal power!

Ignite the five energy in the chest, condense the three flowers on the top, and open the ninth level of heaven and man on the divine vein, flattening the path of heaven and man for future generations. The great achievements are over ten thousand years, but the ancestor of the royal family cannot be compared with him.

Moreover, compared to the self-discipline of Master Wang Quan, there are countless romantic affairs about Master Li, and his romantic history is still talked about today.

At this point, there was no need to talk about what the teacher said. The drinkers were talking about it, only Li Taibai was mentioned.

Because no matter what kind of master you meet, there will be only one ending when you meet Li Taibai.

"Li Taibai..."

And just as the voices were in an uproar, a cold snorting came, shaking the entire Yangxiao Hall.

The thirty-eighth floor Yangxiao Hall, thousands of drinkers, no matter how internal strength or martial arts are, the cold snorkeling is buzzing in their minds, their hearts are trembling, and they feel blood flowing backwards, and their hearts are almost shaking out of their throats.

Expert!

Great master!

The Yangxiao Hall was silent, from extreme movement to extreme silence, in just a moment, everyone looked at the door of the Yangxiao Hall in horror.

They were two twin young men wearing black clothes, long swords, and indifferent and cold expressions.

The one who made the speech was one of them.

"Chiyun's second and third sons?"

Seeing the visitor, the storyteller's pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with waves.

Chiyun's two or three sons are said to be a genius who was born in the Chiyun Kingdom for thousands of years. One person practices swords and the other person practices swords. Since the age of ten, he has challenged masters from all sects and sects. At his thirty years old, he has both cultivated into Taiyin Wuji.

The two joined forces to get a record of dating against the Yin-Yang Wuji Grandmaster, and they can be regarded as the top of the younger generation.

What's even more terrifying is the person behind them.

Qi Kong in white clothes.

A supreme genius who has cultivated yin and yang in his twentieth year, and has entered the ninth level of heaven and man. He is called the second kingly power by Chiyun Kingdom and is reborn in Taibai!

Chi Yun's second and third sons were Qi Kong's servants, one of whom carried a knife for him and the other held a sword for him.

Dingling ~

The wind blows the copper bell and moves, the white clothes come to your eyes, and people are like smoke and clouds.

Standing outside the door of Yangxiao Hall.

No one could see how he came from, just as he had been there since eternity, with the scattered sunlight pouring out of the Yangxiao Hall from behind, but he did not even see his shadow.

Standing upright without shadow!

"Good life, deserve reward!"

The sound is like a clear spring flowing, the words are like the wind blowing a camel bell, like the wind and sand outside the border appearing together with the flowing water of the small bridge. The sound that cannot be expressed in the charm echoes in the Yangxiao Hall:

"A Er, A San, do you think so?"

"The master said yes, that's it."

Two young men in black responded together:

“No, too.”

"Go away, go."

Before the people arrived, they had already walked away. As the wind chime was "ding bell", they gradually moved away until they could not be heard.

The sound of the wind chime was dead silent, until the sound of the wind chime was far from heard. Only then did the crowd wake up as if they were dreaming. When they looked at each other, their clothes were wet with cold sweat.

"not good!"

The storyteller looked at the two gold ingots that appeared on the table in front of him at some point. As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, his face changed drastically: "Qi Kong is here, I'm afraid he's going to Wangquan Mountain!"

Shocked and horrified!

The whole hall was shocked, and almost all the winery guests thought of something one after another. They suddenly rushed down from their respective floors, and went out one after another, heading towards the Wangquan Mountain outside Nanliang City.

They are chasing the legend and are actually going to witness the legend!

Qi Kong, a white-clothed man, came on a horse and traveled 80,000 miles, trying to challenge the royal power!

This news shocked the entire Fengzhou, Dafeng Kingdom, and even the world at an unexpected speed!

Countless people were running at the fastest speed, but no matter how fast the news was circulating, it was not as fast as Qi Kong's.

Before the sunset set, before the King Quandao Mountain Gate, the strongest challenger in a thousand years has arrived.

"I don't know how many masters there are?"

Qi Kong stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the top of Wang Quan Mountain, and said loudly: "Chiyun Qi Kong, come and worship the mountain!!"

The sound exploded, like thunder coming out of the mountain. The vast sound waves echoed in an instant, shaking the Wang Quan Mountain, which is now 3,400 feet high.

Countless martial arts people following behind him looked up in horror and saw the wind and clouds rolling in the sky, the waves of air are like mountains and seas, rolling everywhere, with a huge momentum that can be heard thousands of miles away!

"Qi Kong worships the mountain?"

In the towering and towering mountain gate of the Wang Quandao Mountain, a man sat cross-legged in front of the Tai Chi diagram, slowly opened his eyes, and a ripples appeared in his deep eyes as deep as the sea:

"The Chiyun Tianjiao who inherited the inheritance of the Wheel King?"

The Taoist was about to speak, and when he was about to speak, his heart suddenly shook and he suddenly stood up. As he looked at the statue of the ancestor who had been in motion for three thousand three hundred years before the gate of Wang Quan Dao Mountain.

Suddenly, it shines.

Buzz ~~~

The divine light was like a pillar, and the dazzling light burst out instantly dyed the clouds and mists all over the sky into golden yellow. The indescribable aura suddenly scattered the clouds and mists.

The thundercloud storm caused by the changes in the qi in the high place of the dome has never approached and has been torn apart by golden lights.

At almost the same time, seven countries including Dafeng Baizhou, Chiyun, countless cities, countless Taoist temples, and countless statues of the ancestors of the royal power were all buzzing and shaking.

A pillar of divine light burst out like a sword in the sky, tearing apart the sky and reaching the sky.

In an instant, the world shook!

"The ancestors show their saints?"

The contemporary kingly Taoist people are full of energy and their moods are thrilling.

"Um?!"

At the foot of Wang Quan Mountain, Qi Kong was looking into the sky from afar. Seeing the breath, his eyes were shocked: "The contemporary Taoist Wang Quan is so terrifying?"

This breath is like the sea and the sky, and is terrifying and boundless. It is simply not owned by the human world. It is said that the contemporary kingly Taoist Taoist among the kingly Taoist Taoist Taoist has only ordinary people and is so powerful?

He couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, but he had already reached this point, but he had no reason to retreat.

Not only did he not retreat, but he also took a step forward and started the sound again, and the sound wave was ten times higher: "Chi Yun Qikong, come to worship the mountain!!!"

The sound waves surging up the top of the mountain, and the clouds and mists rolled.

But the next moment, Qi Kong could no longer hold on until his eyes changed.

Because, as the divine light shines on the sky, thousands of sounds with different tones suddenly echoed from the towering mountain top:
Chapter completed!