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Thousands of dangerous peaks guard the holy mountain. This holy mountain is called Dashi Mountain, which is the place where many disciples of Dashi Holy Land are stationed.

But the real mountain gate of Dashi Holy Land is higher than this Dashi Mountain!

It is so high that it exceeds the clouds and mist, it seems to be independent of the dome and into the starry sky. Compared with the lively atmosphere of Dashi Holy Mountain, this floating palace seems cold and silent.

In the real inspiration, there was no monk.

"Huh~"

Ao Wushou slowly let out a breath before opening his eyes.

“Thirty years…”

Ao Wushou's eyes flashed.

The sudden catastrophe of the Cave Heaven caused too much damage to him, and it took him thirty years to recover.

Sadly, he had already vaguely realized that the next catastrophe of the cave would arrive in the near future.

If one is bad, he will be hit hard again and even fall into the realm.

This time I came to Dongzhou, I haven't seen the enemy who slapped me in the face twice, nor have I seen any benefit, and everything I encountered was difficult.

So at this moment, he felt a sense of retreating again.

Squeak ~

Shortly after Ao Wushou woke up, someone pushed the door of his retreat stone room.

Datoro's face was as deep as water and walked in slowly.

"Your injuries have not yet healed?"

Seeing Datoro, Ao Wushou frowned immediately, and a strong smell of blood could still be smelled between his mouth and nose.

“It’s still a lot shorter.”

Datoro shook his head.

Compared to Ao Wushou, he was naturally even more injured when he had just survived the catastrophe of the cave thirty years ago.

Ao Wushou was injured by his muscles and bones, but he almost fell to the realm. The cave heaven was damaged to its origin. Thirty years were not enough to repair the cave heaven, and his injuries were injured.

"Then you?" Ao Wushou was a little surprised. It was quite a bit of a possibility of breaking the retreat of a monk.

"The Dragon Clan, the entire army was wiped out." Dattoro stared at Ao Wushou and said word by word: "The King of the East China Sea Waters, Ao Guang, has been suppressed!"

"What?!"

Ao Wushou was shocked and lost his composure: "If Dongzhou can suppress Ao Guang again?"

Of course he knew who Ao Guang was.

Back then, Ao Guang drove him out of the East China Sea, forcing him to go to Longzhou and surrender to Butian Pavilion.

Ao Guang is the king of the East China Sea waters, and the leader of the dragon clan. He has noble bloodlines, strong cultivation, and a proud body.

Who can suppress him?

"This person..."

Datoro's expression suddenly became subtle, and Ao Wushou even saw a trace of fear and fear on his face.

"Do you still remember why you came to Dongzhou?" Datoro's eyes were a little complicated, and he felt regretful in his heart.

"You, you mean?"

Ao Wushou's eyes widened, and his heart was filled with incredibleness: "What, how is this possible?"

In just thirty years, he certainly will not forget the shame of being forced back to the Domain Sect.

But how is this possible?

If that man was so powerful, he would have pulled himself back to suppress him long ago?

"I'm afraid it's him."

Datoro was scared.

If it weren't for the sudden catastrophe of the cave, wouldn't it be that the two of them came to their door to die?

He didn't believe that the man broke through the realm of a marquis in just thirty years.

In his opinion, that man probably had already cultivated to the realm of unity. Otherwise, the powerful Fenghou master who had just broken through would not be able to suppress Ao Guang's old dragon.

Ao Wushou fell into silence and could not relieve his spirit for a moment.

Datoro stood quietly without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the stone chamber suddenly became weird.

......

More than a hundred miles apart from the two, the aura was also extremely condensed in a majestic hall guarding the halls.

A series of powerful figures sat upright in the divine light.

They all looked solemnly at the majestic figure sitting on the throne like a golden sword in the middle of the main hall.

Da da da da da ~

The slender knuckles hit the handrail of the throne, and the majestic figure slowly opened its eyes, and its flaming eyes fell on the body of the young man kneeling in the middle of the hall:

"You said that your head teacher, along with the other head teachers, was all feeling something. He had just arrived at Wanfa Tower when the crisis came?"

"Return to the Holy Lord..."

The young man looked tight and responded respectfully: "My elders did explain this..."

The battle of Wanfa Tower spread very quickly, and almost immediately, the major sects had learned about this news.

After being furious and horrified, people sent people to several holy places for help.

Nowadays, the Taoist Yuanyang is no longer the one who can make it.

"That's a bit interesting."

The Holy Lord of the Great Forest on the throne was thinking. A few days ago, he also felt that there was a warning sign coming from the darkness.

Now it seems that the warning sign is not targeting his Daqiu Holy Land, but all the major forces in the world?

So even the old Taoist priest of Taiyi Sect fell...

"The Path of Destroying Love, the Tower of Wanfa... Until now, Taiyi Sect, Jingyang Mountain, Tianshu Academy, Zhenkong Taoism... Nine of the top ten sects have fallen into the hands of this Yuanyang Taoist man!"

An old man in black spoke lightly, and his eyes were filled with a bright and destructive light:

"If there is a great change in the world, will there be a demon appearing in no time?"

The Yuanyang Taoist has only been more than 30 years since he was born, but he has been so terrifying that it is far greater than the previous Emperor of Heavenly Ding.

Such a person is no longer something that a genius can describe.

"Since ancient and modern times, every great world, there will be peerless monsters coming out of nowhere. This is the change of heaven and earth. The torrent of the times, and the courage to resist, they are all buried in the long river of time."

The old man in white sighed:

"The rise of Yuanyang Taoist is rare in ancient and modern times. I think it is born to us and to create a great world in the future..."

"Fang Yingqiu! You still say this! You once said this thirty years ago. I believe it, but now, the Yuanyang Taoist has conquered ten sects. If you still have to take action, you will have to point your sword to the holy land!"

The old man in black was furious:

"Can we still abandon the mountain gate and run away?"

Not just the old man in black?

The elders of the Dashi Holy Land in the huge palace also looked at Fang Yingqiu, the old man in white, and his expression changed.

They have not been moved for decades, one is because of the sudden catastrophe of the cave thirty years ago, and the other is because of Fang Yingqiu.

At this moment, seeing the problem of raising a tiger, I couldn't help but complain about him. However, Fang Yingqiu had a very high status and they didn't dare to contradict him.

"What's wrong?"

Facing the cold eyes of everyone, Fang Yingqiu's expression was faint, neither happy nor sad, and his voice did not fluctuate: "There is no constant presence in the world, nor is there ever strong! When the Supreme is still strong, how can our holy land be strong forever?"

"joke!"

The old man in black slapped the table and sneered: "My sacred land has been established for millions of years, and geniuses have been born from generation to generation!

Even if the Taoist Yuanyang is the honor of a lifetime, how can he match the glory of us for generations?"

"Lin Fengmo, you have said this kind of rhetoric many times."

Fang Yingqiu'an couldn't sit still, his eyes were clear, reflecting the expressions of the people in the hall, and he shook his head:

"But what are you taking the position of the Great Elder of the Great Holy Land? But have you saved too much of the furniture that I have saved for you by slaughtering dogs and pigs?"

boom!

The blood was soaring, and the sky was already cold, but at this moment it seemed like it was in a sea of ​​magma and fire, and the entire hall was buzzing and shaking.

In the vast blood, Lin Fengmo's eyes burned, and the actual flames swept around his body, obviously extremely angry:

"Fang Yingqiu, do you want to die?"

Fang Yingqiu still sat without being chaotic, flicked his fingers, with a casual expression: "Just you? It's not enough!"

Huh ~

The hall was filled with solemn and murderous aura, and many elders and true disciples of the Holy Land of Dashi frowned.

But I wasn't too worried. Naturally, I couldn't fight if the Holy Lord was ahead.

"alright."

Sure enough, seeing the two of them being at a slightest strife, the Holy Lord Dashi on the throne also spoke.

He glanced at the tense two people: "Before others come to the door, you will be in trouble first. What a joke!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it suppressed all the noises in the hall and tore the solemn atmosphere of the sunken and murderous atmosphere.

"Elder Fang said some truth. The times are irreversible. If the trend is really booming, it's okay for us to retreat..."

The Holy Lord of Dashi stared at Fang Yingqiu, and the latter looked at him calmly, and he had a clear conscience.

"But, that Taoist Yuanyang cannot represent anything, nor can it represent the great world!"

The Holy Lord Dashi looked calm and his voice was indifferent:

"The change of heaven has not arrived, everything is illusory! People have never seen it before, so they have to retreat. If this happens, wouldn't I become a laughing stock in the world?"

Fang Yingqiu's expression changed slightly and he stopped talking.

Lin Fengmo also restrained his anger and listened to the words of the Holy Lord Dashi with his hands down.

"The world is changing, and the Taoist Yuanyang emerged from the sky, with a peerless talent, an endless desert of nine provinces and seas, and the holy lands of all races are ready to move, and there are waves in the sea of ​​stars, and it is suspected that the starry sky is intent to descend..."

The eyes of the Holy Lord of Dashi were faint, as if there were endless seas of stars coming into his eyes, as if he had seen the shocking changes that emerged from the sea of ​​stars:

"In this great world, some people have broken the way, some have escaped from the world in sanity, some have blocked the mountain and hiding, but some have fought hard!

My holy land in this great world has not been the only one who can stand out in the world, but it cannot be lost in everyone! Before the great world has arrived, it is still unknown who will be the ups and downs!"

The sound waves were like thunder, and the sound was shocking. The huge hall suddenly disappeared without noise and became silent.

No matter who it is, in this voice, you can hear the deepest ambition in the heart of the Holy Lord of Dashi, which is like fire and sun.

I don’t know how long it will take to suppress it, but once it breaks out, it will inevitably be earth-shaking.

Everyone was silent, but Fang Yingqiu sighed and spoke:

"I forgive me for what the Holy Lord said."

The Holy Lord of Dashi looked down indifferently: "Why?"

"If you are a monk, you will be fine, but behind the Holy Lord is my holy land..."

Fang Yingqiu looked calm and bowed slightly:

"If the Holy Lord has the heart to be the king and compete for the supreme, then Fang Yingqiu is here to beg the Holy Lord to abdicate!"

Beg the Holy Lord to abdicate?!

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely strange.

Including Lin Fengmo, no one in the true teachings and elders of the Dashi Holy Land could have imagined that Fang Yingqiu's courage was so great!

He actually wanted the Holy Lord to abdicate!

Lin Fengmo was extremely frightened and immediately took a step forward, suppressing like a tide and mountains, and thunderous sounds were emitted: "Fang Yingqiu, are you going to rebel?!"

"No!"

Fang Yingqiu slowly stood up, his momentum rising like the sun, rising layer by layer, but there was no Lin Fengmo in his eyes.

Just stared at the Holy Lord of Dashi: "The ancestor said that it was before, such as rebellion, it was the Holy Lord that you want to rebel!"

"You are bold!"

Lin Feng's ink changed, and then he realized how "subtle" this Fang Yingqiu had spoken to him in the past.

Buzz ~

A huge breath filled the hall, like a sun falling into this place, instantly illuminating all disharmony.

"Elder Fang has traveled to Dongzhou for many years, and seems to know something..."

The Holy Lord Dashi looked indifferent, neither happy nor angry, and stared at Fang Yingqiu for a moment.

Fang Yingqiu is the second elder of the Holy Land of Dashi, and is also the person who practices the most profound way of the Heavenly Secret of the Great Sacred Land of Dashi, and has traveled all over the world all year round.

Once upon a time, he was the one he trusted the most.

But now...

The Holy Lord Dashi thought in his heart, but sighed long on his face:

"Perhaps, I should see the Taoist Yuanyang who made Elder Fang so afraid of it, what kind of style is..."

"Um?!"

Before the words of the Holy Lord of Dashi finished, the true teachings of many elders in the entire hall, including himself.

My mind was shocked.

Some look back, some raise their eyebrows, or stare at the towering palace, outside the heavenly palace.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

It seems like a meteor fell to the ground, it is like the sound of the world-shaking sound produced by ancient gods using fists as hammers and using voids as drums.

Everyone raised their heads.

I heard the sound waves coming from all directions, rippling like a substance on the boundless sea of ​​clouds, spreading in circles, causing endless rolling of the sea of ​​clouds.

The sky is like waves, and the clouds are everywhere.

The momentum was so great that it immediately caused the entire Dashi Holy Land to boil.

"what happened?"

In the Dashi Holy Mountain, many disciples and elders of the Dashi Holy Land floating in the Heavenly Palace were all focused and looking away.

I saw a burly giant walking forward in the endless sea of ​​clouds, pulling a cart, not so luxurious on the chariot.

There was a man raising his eyebrows, and he spoke lightly from a distance from the vastness of the void:
Chapter completed!