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Chapter 145 Dayu! Dayu!

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"Headmaster!"

On Wudang Mountain, many elders and disciples cried out sadly. The Xuanwu Holy Armor could not stop the devil's halberd. This halberd not only shattered the Xuanwu Holy Armor, but also Wu Taiji, an old man of the same generation as the sage, was also crushed into pieces.

Nothingness, nothing remains.

Forbidden City in Beijing.

Xuanwu was a little dazed. For some reason, at the moment when the Xuanwu tortoise shell shattered, it felt its mind surge. An inexplicable hot feeling erupted in the depths of its silent heart, like a resurrected extinct volcano.

It didn't even notice it, its four legs moved unconsciously, the mountains, rivers and earth were turning upside down. The spiritual flame belonging to the saint, like the blazing sun, shined in front of the land of the gods, and was suddenly swept away by the eight stars on Pluto.

The Demon God Cavalry sensed it.

"There is also a Xuanwu. The blood of the descendant of this divine beast contains divine substances, which can refine the blood and body, making us closer to the ancient demon."

The demon cavalryman holding the halberd chuckled. It is not easy to go back to the ancestors, but if you go well, after your bloodline is purified, you will never be any weaker than those descendants of strong men with supreme bloodline.

They have reached the end of the holy realm. They are only one step away from entering the supreme realm. However, this step has blocked many amazing people over the endless years. Therefore, many people have found new ways and created many different realms.

On the road, use stones from other mountains to attack jade, hoping to make further progress.

Of course, only one person can succeed, and one of them that has been proven to be feasible and recognized is the path of returning to the ancestors by blood.

"Good luck, fellow Taoist."

In front of the Land of All Gods, at some point, a thin middle-aged Taoist with a goatee and a tall figure sighed. He held a simple fly whisk and danced twice, sweeping away the wind and snow all over his body.

"Fellow Daoist Jing, come a step earlier."

Another long voice came from the distance, and golden lotuses bloomed in mid-air. They were as if they were carved from glass and jade, gorgeous but not dazzling. A young man with no hair and a pure white monk robe like snow came walking on the golden lotus.

, a pure and peaceful atmosphere suddenly filled the world, and a rare piece of pure land was squeezed out of the bloody demonic energy in the sky.

“One step early, one step late, it’s better to be just right.”

The third voice sounded, not from far away, nor from close by. It seemed to be stretched, from far to near. This was a terrifying speed. Soon, a figure appeared from the virtual to the real.

, but it was an old man wearing linen clothes with a wrinkled face.

"Brother Yu's style is still the same." The other two people praised him in unison.

In front of the display watch, someone naturally recognized the identities of the three people. In today's world, it is difficult for any news to be concealed for more than one minute under the collective attention of the world.

"Jing Taoist! Living Buddha! Yu family ancestor Yu Chengkong!"

The three indestructible kings again! Before the false gods appeared, the three powerful men who stood on top of the world, but unfortunately now, compared to the endless stream of extraordinary and holy alien masters, they pale in comparison and are far inferior.

Whether it is Taoist Jing, Living Buddha, or the ancestor of the Yu family, Yu Chengkong, they were all legendary beings in the martial arts world, amazing for an era, but their opponents were too strong, beyond the realm of miracles.

After resting, Taoist Jing turned into flying ashes. The Living Buddha did not see the Buddha but understood the way of humanity. He burned the sacred taboo and awakened the war blood of the human race, but he could not block the bloody magic halberd.

boom!

At this moment, endless formations appeared in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly. The ancestors of the Yu family stepped on the steps and fought, outlining an ancient formation, like a divine furnace, aimed at Pluto above the sky.

"Huh? Tianji Formation..."

The eight demon god cavalry frowned. They had long noticed that this human insect was wandering in this area thousands of miles away. They didn't pay attention to it at first, but they didn't expect that he was actually a master of formations. Only masters of formations can complete the Tianji formation.

, and the top figures among the formation masters, who are fighting in the stars, must be treated with caution, even if they are saints.

puff!

Yu Chengkong coughed up blood, and the bright red blood fell on the formations in the void. A breath of formations that transcended the open sky realm suddenly boiled like a sea of ​​stars. From the nine heavens, billions of starlights fell down, tearing the bloody sky.

The magical furnace became more and more real, like the stars in the sky condensed together. Golden fire spurted out from the mouth of the furnace and swept towards Pluto. It was the extremely blazing true fire of the sun.

"But when you first enter the realm of the formation master, you nourish the formation with essence and blood. When the formation is completed, the body dies and the Tao disappears. This is the stubbornness of an ant, but the mantis' arm is like a cart."

The Demon God's Iron Cavalry holding the bloody magic halberd shook his head, his eyes calm and indifferent. As an existence that has stood on the top of the holy realm for many years, he has watched the ups and downs of the universe, and even the birth and death of stars, he has seen it many times. This

For them, this kind of scene is too immature and ridiculous. The demons believe in power, and the most powerful power can break all bonds and shackles.

"you are wrong!"

In mid-air, Yu Chengkong's voice sounded, causing the eyes of the eight demon god cavalry to shine coldly. How could they allow a human ant to question their identities?

The old man in linen clothes was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but his back was as straight as a dragon, and his tone was sonorous and solemn, and he said: "The reason why our human race can continue to this day is not due to luck or a humble life, but to the unyielding fighting spirit of generations of human race ancestors.

They created methods of warfare, imitated the principles of heaven and earth, and recorded the changes of the four seasons, vegetation, insects, fish, and changes in mountains and rivers. Only then did they make future generations understand that no matter in the past, present, or future, only their own hands can support their bodies and shoulder their destiny.

, this is the human race’s war blood, immortal fighting spirit, and immortal fighting spirit!”

Yu Chengkong's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and reached the ears of everyone in the world through imaging watches. Many people felt that their spines were hot and hot, and their bone marrow seemed to be boiling. This unprecedented feeling,

It made them understand that perhaps there really was some unknown restriction in human beings, which restricted the true blood power of the human race.

In front of the Land of All Gods, the old man in Mai looked back at the platinum glass-like stone blood cocoon, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The ancient war blood finally ushered in another day of recovery. So today, the only person belonging to his lineage

The glory that exists, even if it can no longer illuminate the heaven and earth, must be shown to the pseudo-gods of alien races in the sky that the human race will never fall no matter what moment it happens.

"Definitely! Definitely! Definitely! Definitely! Definitely!"

Yu Chengkong spoke, word after word, and his tone became more and more high-pitched. By the fifth word, his whole body was on fire, and his blood was as clear as red clouds, like a rising sun rising from the land of the gods.

Suddenly, black smoke like mist overflowed from his back, and was burned away by the fire-like blood.

At the same time, behind it, a towering phantom appeared. Even if it was a phantom, it made the eight demon god cavalry tense up and give rise to an inexplicable feeling of panic. The phantom was a human race.

Wearing a silk robe, his face is solemn and solemn, his back seems to be able to shake the stars, and a black iron rod in his hand seems to be able to move the heavens and determine the universe.

"The Human Emperor's shadow!"

"The Dinghai Divine Needle is the Human Emperor Dayu! This ant is the descendant of Dayu!"

The demon cavalry holding the bloody magic halberd was moved. Even as a saint, facing the emperor, he could only look up. The emperors are the existences closest to the gods after the ancient Ragnarok. They have majestic figures, overlooking the era, and are majestic.

Throughout ancient and modern times.

Emperor Dayu!

In front of the display watch, many Chinese people showed signs of shock, their hearts surged, and they could not control themselves. The human emperor in ancient legends really existed, and the Yu family was really the descendant of Dayu. Then, there are still some owners.

Did the mythical figure named Huang also really exist in the past?

boom!

Just as everyone was thinking, behind the blazing Yu Chengkong, the phantom of Human Emperor Dayu moved. The iron rod in his hand, which was like a pillar of heaven and black, was lifted up. The divine furnace with formation patterns was suddenly

The golden fire exploded like a divine sun, rising into the sky from the mouth of the furnace, submerging Pluto and swallowing it into the furnace.

The terrifying breath of the formation and the fluctuation of vitality caused the approaching Xuanwu to stop for a moment and reveal a shocked face. The power of the Tianji formation was suddenly raised to the top, just like a saint who has entered the holy realm for the first time.

Entering the realm of saints, even if the ancient Human Emperor is just a shadow, the thin remaining blood of his descendants can still burst out such terrifying power.

"Brother Yu!"

A master looked at the display watch and couldn't help but let out a low drink with a look of regret on his face. Yu Chengkong burned all his energy and energy. As the human emperor's shadow took action, his whole person began to fade and gradually turned into nothingness.

, all traces in this world have disappeared, no dust will return to dust, no ashes will return to earth, fate will be destroyed, and there will be no future life.

"The ageless devil! Kill all the humans!"

Immediately, on Pluto, which was enveloped by the blazing true fire of the sun, an ancient and strict demonic sound sounded. Then, a huge demonic shadow rose in the rolling golden fire, which could be more than a thousand feet high. On the dark red armor,

Those mottled marks were magnified, revealing huge sword marks and knife marks, as well as spear holes, arrow marks, and some bright red blood spots, which have not dimmed even after a long time.

With a sneer, the golden fire covering the entire Pluto split open, and a great halberd like a bloody mountain swung and struck hard on the divine furnace formed by the formation pattern.

Bang!

It was like a comet hitting the earth, or like a divine craftsman in the heavens forging a divine weapon, and the gods were ringing the heavenly bell. Between the halberd blade and the formation, a blazing light burst out, illuminating the heaven and earth, tearing apart the sky clouds, and shattering the sky thousands of miles away.

vacuum.

The phantom of the Human Emperor Dayu is fading, and dense cracks have appeared in the divine furnace intertwined with celestial formations. There is a majestic and cold magic sound resounding in the world. It is a huge demonic shadow with a pair of eyes.

Like two bloody demonic moons in the sky, overlooking the world, the cold voice overflowed with murderous intent, as if it had brought about the ancient Ice Age.

"A trace of the human emperor's bloodline, which is so thin that it cannot be counted, is trying to reverse the situation. It is ridiculous and overconfident!" (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu!)


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