Chapter 567 Taishang Xuanwei comes out of seclusion (please vote for the third update)
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When he noticed that the golden flames began to gather and turn into ripples, the Antarctic Immortal Emperor paused for a moment. He was on guard against Fuxi, so he did not take action. In other words, Fuxi was very aware of his deterrence and knew how to do it.
Use your own deterrence.
Fuxi, who did not come forward or take action, was the greatest threat.
"This is, Taishang Xuanwei Qi Wuhuo?!"
"Isn't he obsessed? How could he appear again?!"
The golden stream of light continued to gather, and the flames streaked through the void, leaving clear and distinct tracks, turning into folds on the robe, and into a powerful and old palm, which slowly stretched out toward the front,
The five fingers clasped together, holding the sword steadily and smoothly that fell from the nine heavens.
The next moment, the sword roared and all the wind and thunder disappeared.
This sword falls into this palm.
And this hand made of pure golden light held the sword, and then the sleeves and robes were swept away, and the rolling robes swept across the sky, and then the whole body transformed by golden luck emerged. It was a tall old man.
His beard and hair are all white, his expression is solemn and solemn, gentle yet majestic, his eyes turn slightly, and the fortunes of various schools of thought suddenly increase sharply.
"mound?!!!"
A certain man who had previously cheered up and fought fiercely with the immortals and gods shouted!
There is respect and fear in his eyes, and there is also a sense that even if he is someone we respect, even if he is an enemy we fear, he still has to step forward, he has to be upright, show his determination, shout and laugh, and have his own momentum.
They are all much stronger.
The Jade Emperor lowered his eyes to look at the old man and whispered: "Qiu?"
The Supreme Justice was shocked.
"Why is it that the person who supports the overall situation and trend in the world is no longer Qi Wuhuo?! Who is this? Could it be that he is also a disciple of Tao Ancestor, or the reincarnation of a certain great emperor, or that he has some mysterious power?
blood?!"
His eyes swept over one after another, and the old man who was carrying the huge destiny of the human world didn't say anything. He just casually threw the sword somewhere in the world, causing the heart of the Supreme Justice to bleed for a moment.
pain.
Lose the path first.
Then he lost his treasured soldiers.
Although He is the Supreme Lord of Justice, famous all over the world, and unrivaled, he seems to be naturally unable to deal with the person who supports the situation and power in the human world.
Only a few beings realize what this means.
Mount Tai stretches endlessly. The immortals in the sky, the disciples on the earth, their luck and supernatural powers collide with each other, bursting out bursts of brilliant light. The light shines in all directions, and light and darkness appear and disappear. The scribe in blue shirt stands on the top of the mountain, standing with his hands behind his back, his sleeves
Her robe and black hair were dancing in the strong wind, her eyes had turned into cold vertical pupils due to excitement, and the corners of her mouth were raised.
Yes, so!
That's right. The one who appears here, who appears here relying on the luck of the world, is not Qi Wuzhuo, but that Fu Ziqiu. Compared with the Taoist himself appearing here, he has a more powerful deterrent and has
more important meaning.
This means——
The Taoist who holds the sword to protect the world is no longer the Taoist, he has found his replacement.
This is inheritance!
The human world does not need to rely on Qi Wuhuo, but can complete this battle alone. In fact, this battle does not require the appearance of the Taoist, but the appearance of various schools of thought is more meaningful.
In this way, it can be proved that this period of time was not wasted.
In this way, I can repay the old master with a lifetime of preaching in the human world.
This is the inheritance of people.
The golden flames flowed, reflecting in all directions, left and right, up and down, and transformed into the appearance of the old man. A long sword without a blade hung on his waist, and he held a bamboo slip in one hand. His expression was gentle and tranquil, vast and majestic, and he looked at the sky.
, then bowed calmly and meticulously, and said: "Qiu, I have seen all the immortals and gods."
For a moment, there is no confusion.
One Jiuzi later Confucius.
Five hundred years later, another person took over the sword.
The world is vast, and every five hundred years, a saint should appear!
The firepower is passed down from generation to generation and continues endlessly!
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In the boundless silence, suddenly there was a majestic energy rising into the sky.
A stream of light turned into a blue dragon, roaring with its head held high, and its energy was boundless. It cut through a large space in front of it in just an instant, shocking the gods and gods. Immediately, a person, holding a Xuanhua ax, suddenly swept and slashed vertically, and finally struck the
The blue dragon that penetrated many gods fell down.
Then the majestic energy wrapped around it spread out
That is not Canglong!
Instead, it was a long spear with a simple tip that buzzed down. The gods of human nature and luck who had previously swept aside the formation and fought against the immortals and gods in the sky were a lot of confused when they saw this spear.
The expressions of the members suddenly changed, either vaguely fearful or enthusiastic.
"Who is it again?!"
Even if they were not involved in this matter, because they did not receive the Jade Emperor's order, the other gods who were watching from the sidelines were shocked by such drastic changes at this moment - sixty years, one month, it was like a
Like a big dream.
There are people in this world who can stop the immortals and gods, and there are people who have great luck and turn into their true bodies to cut off the gods with a sword.
Now, before the old man actually made a move, there was another being who was equally powerful and undoubtedly powerful. He shot through the immortals with a spear like a dragon. After his momentum was slightly weaker, he was chopped down by an axe, and he was restrained.
Its momentum.
Are there so many masters and powerful people in this world?
The spear fell into the hands of a white-haired but still majestic man.
A man rides a unicorn. The unicorn steps forward step by step in the void with a strong momentum.
Above the sky, the giant spirit god who did not participate in the battle but just watched the changes was suddenly startled. He looked at the white-haired man and always felt that he looked familiar. Suddenly, from the sharp look in his eyes,
I caught a glimpse of a familiar feeling. It was sixty or seventy years ago, during the catastrophe of the demon clan, I saw with my own eyes the young human race who was at the forefront of fighting.
Now, his hair is gray.
The giant spirit said: "Li Zhai?!"
Li Zhai raised his eyes and scanned them with calm eyes. He sat down on Qilin and walked forward, standing among the hundreds of scholars. Then he raised his head. All the immortals and gods had experienced many battles, and some of them were inferior to this one.
There are hundreds of schools of thought in this era, but there are some who are firm-minded and never retreat, and they are not weaker than the other schools of thought.
What's more, the duration of the existence of the heaven is really too powerful.
They have existed since ancient times until this period. At the beginning, they also had ardent dreams and great aspirations to save the common people. They had the foundation accumulated from generation to generation. Now, although the disciples have also led their disciples here, but in the sky
There are too many heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.
Although it is said that the normalized heavenly soldiers are only innate ones.
However, there are too many.
First there was Fu Ziqiu, and then there was King Mighty. The stalemate confrontation just now was suddenly separated, but it was only a short separation. The hostility between them was still deep. They were all looking at each other, and they were not giving in. They were so murderous that the world was shocked.
There are seas of clouds and thunder.
The scholars had great respect for the mighty king who conquered all directions and unified the world, and saluted:
"The Mighty King."
The disciples looked at the sky, which was densely packed with seemingly endless heavenly soldiers, generals and gods. They had a vague feeling that they were completely surrounded. In other words, it was indeed the case. Simple accumulation of time may not be able to make the realm rise quickly.
Improvement, but it can definitely cultivate backbones with a certain level of strength.
As for the high-level combat power in heaven and earth, Confucius Qiu is at the moment.
There is a mighty king.
All schools of thought are no less inferior to ordinary immortals and gods, but there are indeed too many heavenly soldiers and generals.
Time stands on the side of heaven and the gods.
Fu Ziqiu's state obviously cannot be sustained or he can't attack continuously.
The disciples expressed their worries. The mighty king Li Zhai raised his eyes and looked ahead. Then he suddenly laughed, fumbled with his spear with his palm, and said softly: "Time may not just stand on the side of the gods.
Time is building momentum. Whether it is worth fighting for such a battle or not, we can only leave it to future generations to judge."
One of them said: "One Jiazi...King Mighty, do you want to mobilize the destiny of humanity again?"
"But we are able to control pure human destiny."
All the scholars were puzzled, but Li Zhai held the spear in his palm against the front, his white hair was arrogant, and his aura was as free and arrogant as when he was young, and he said:
"Although Wei Feng has passed away, there is still one person in this world who purely practices the path of human luck. People in future generations will never have the same experience as us, nor will they have the same luck as me!"
He raised his spear, and the fate of humanity suddenly gathered and criss-crossed the place.
On the list of gods, each name suddenly became very popular.
The mighty king Li Zhai said softly: "Although you and I were enemies at the beginning, some of our generals died in your hands, and some of your generals and soldiers also died in battle under my own troops, but this is the only one.
To fight, maybe you need to join forces with me..."
"Let the past grievances end with us. Even if we die in this battle, even if after this battle, even if we are able to become gods, our bodies may be shattered. Even if we are not destroyed on the spot, it will be greatly reduced.
Even if you and I will eventually meet each other in reincarnation."
The list of gods was shaking violently in front of him, and the brilliant names were as blazing as fire.
"Stop him!!!"
"Stop him immediately!"
The gods in the heaven are rich in experience. Previously, they stopped temporarily because two masters suddenly appeared and the situation was unclear. Now, after seeing what Li Zhai did, their expressions suddenly changed. The gods and gods all took action, brilliantly and magnificently, towards
The disciples in the world were fighting each other. They wanted to respond to the enemy, but they saw the huge old man transformed by golden luck taking half a step forward.
He looked solemn, held a bamboo slip in his hand, and said: "Respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them."
Far from me, it means to keep ghosts and gods far away.
Respect ghosts and gods, and keep ghosts and gods away from you!
boom!!!!
Humanity's destiny turned into a tide in an instant. The waves surged and stretched for tens of thousands of miles. The sky lost its color, and the clouds swept over it, directly overturning the densely packed heavenly soldiers and generals, and pushed them further into the sky.
Originally, because of the boundless killing intent and boundless momentum between each other, Qi naturally condensed and turned into layers of thick dark clouds.
The clouds spread so wide that the gods couldn't see clearly for a while. They could only see the white-haired mighty king surrounded by golden luck, which was flowing uncertainly, vast, vast, and lonely.
Suddenly, a voice broke through the clouds, a spear pierced the sea of clouds, and the battle flag shook off.
On the fallen battle flag, there was a word written -
【Wei】!
A confused voice answered him.
"Hmph... Li Zhai, the mighty king Li Zhai, never thought that you would beg me to wait for a day. Under any circumstances, I would not help you, but this is the only thing, even if I hate you deeply, I wish I could be with you.
We will die together, but we have no shirking responsibility!"
The sea of clouds was smashed and pushed away.
The people who were previously wearing elegant robes of gods stood in solemn silence. Then they all took half a step forward.
His robe was torn open.
A piece of iron armor with cold light!
"Ding Guogong of the Great Wei led the soldiers of Wei to participate in the war."
These are famous generals from all over the world who once died on the battlefield, but had great merit in protecting the people. They are all human warriors who died on the battlefield with the supreme will and the heart of serving the country and the people. After their death, the list of gods was
Find their true spirits and accommodate them into the list.
They used to fight each other, they used to fight to the death.
But now, the cavalry and warriors who once divided the human race from various countries have been summoned and stood in the same direction as their former mortal enemies. A battle flag that has never been abandoned even after death and becoming a god is soaring into the sky. Those who were once stained with the blood of their own race are
The battle flags fell, dancing fiercely in the wind, and then stood side by side, side by side.
"Jun Wu'an of the State of Zhao led the border cavalry army to join the battle."
"Daqi, Euphorbia, who dares to stop me on the road ahead?!!"
"Da Chu, the master of Shen Xi is here!"
"Qiu Long, Long Xiangjun!"
"Dayan, the strong army of Liaodong!"
Finally, there was a solemn and calm response——
"Shenwu, Xuanjia!"
The brutal killing in an instant gathered the luck of humanity. The disciples saw these legendary warriors appear, and then surpassed them, and stepped onto the battlefield again. Time is not just on the side of the immortals and gods, time is
To be fair, the immortals and gods live forever, but the bravery of the human race can be passed down from generation to generation.
"Everyone, aren't you afraid?"
"snort."
In the sea of clouds, a general who died in battle and became a god sneered:
His answer was so easy -
"Fear?"
"It's just another fight to the death."
Even if my soul is gone.
The immortals and gods saw that the famous human generals who had fought each other were standing together, their battle flags dancing wildly in the air, their eyes looking forward, and swords of different standards drawn out one by one and pointing forward.
In the blink of an eye, unprecedented terror and chilling energy rushed forward.
The man at the front turned sideways, pointed the spear in his hand at the heavenly soldiers and generals in the sky, and answered like this:
"Human race."
"Li Zhai."
The leader of the military strategist responded to the Qi of Humanity and the Immortal God, pointing the spear forward in his palm. He wanted to say some slogans to boost morale like he did in the past, and said softly:
Such loud laughter does not come from a certain blue-shirted scribe, but from the Buddhas who should be pure and at ease. The great formation of the human world is broken, the fate of humanity is flowing, and the Buddhas have found such wonderful opportunities.
He restrained his breath and stepped into the human world at this time.
Go to the capital!
Move that stone monument with Buddhist charm!
No, not just that one!
Those nine stone tablets all have the charm of my Buddha, and they are all destined to my Buddha.
It is only because of my mercy that I, the Buddha, allowed it to fall into the human world to save the world for only a short period of time. Now it is time for it to be returned to its original owner.
It all belongs to me, Buddha!
Buddhism, entry, moving forward quickly, about to enter the customs!
Enter the customs!
………………
The situation in these six realms has been tense in an instant.
As if sixty years of relaxation were just an illusion, the heaven, the gods, the Jade Emperor, the Four Emperors, the Buddhas, the Bodhisattvas, each and every one of them seemed to have lost their former calmness and seemed to be invaded by the aura of calamity.
It seems that those who have been dragged into the vortex by desire and attachment are already part of this vortex, which makes this vortex become bigger and more majestic.
This is a lot of calamity.
The old green cow sighed.
The atmosphere became increasingly terrifying and depressing.
But the human world is still peaceful.
In the capital of the human world, Lao Qingniu raised his head and looked at the vaguely terrifying confrontation in the sky. His eyelids twitched. Due to the strength and eyesight of the people in the human world, they could not see the confrontation so high in the air with their naked eyes.
The aftermath has been covered up.
But Lao Niu is different. What is his identity, what are his heels, and how can he take the elixirs one by one?
He raised his head and saw the immortals and gods competing against each other, the fate of humanity changing, and the terrifying and scalp-numbing calamity.
He lowered his head and what did he see?
What he saw in his eyes was the human world, the world of mortals, people walking by talking and laughing, birds flapping their wings, steaming smoke, big buns freshly baked, young men full of youthful spirit, who were interested in each other.
But shy men and women, children stepping on snowdrifts, falling in and giggling again...
It is the world of mortals and the beauty of the world.
After looking at the sky and then looking at the world, he had a sudden dream-like feeling. Of course he was worried, but he seemed to feel that there was no need to worry. However, while being lazy and drunken in the prosperous world of the world, he also had the feeling of worrying about the world in the sky.
Helping the gods tear apart the curtain of peace in the prosperous age and slay the panic.
Such complex and contradictory emotions made him not want to move, he just wanted to bask in the sun.
So he looked at the world in front of him in a daze.
There were teenagers walking by, and there were also young students who bowed here.
The child who had just stepped on the snow and smiled was carried back by his parents by his ears.
Because the clothes were wet and dirty.
The old green cow grinned.
Suddenly, I heard the door at the back being slowly pushed open. The squeaking sound was very normal. Old Qingniu thought in his mind that this old wooden door should be repaired after a period of sixty years. He had to find a way to let Ran go.
Let this guy go and repair the wooden door.
Because when the door was opened, the snow fell from the trees and piled on the ground. Someone walked out, and there was a slight sound of feet hitting the ground. The person walked out casually, everything happened naturally, and Lao Qingniu was only distracted at this time.
Thinking that Fuxi is not here, Emperor Wa is not here, and the Randen Taoist seems to be shopping, then this is...
Old Qingniu's expression froze.
A voice sounded, familiar and gentle:
"Uncle Niu."
My work schedule is broken again. Sorry, I’m asking for monthly tickets at the third update. I’m going to lie down. Good night.