A cold wind blew in his face. On the wasteland, Zhuo Ligetu's face was gloomy. His huge body broke through the layers of airflow, and dust flew under his feet.
Lost...
Big defeat!
In order to ambush Yang Yu, he traveled to many places in the past three years and traveled tens of thousands of miles before he was encircled and killed today.
Qiao Shanhu, Tantai Mie and the three of them attacked him head-on, Ning Wuqiu was hiding in secret, and Wan Jiang and other two great masters of magical powers were outside to activate their magical powers to weaken them.
There are even sharp archers aiming at them from afar.
Although this was not as good as the time when he surrounded and killed Zhang Xuanba, he thought he could kill any master in the world.
Not to mention, in addition, Wang Muzhi was also held back.
What's more, Yang Yu's body was seriously injured and dying because of the self-sacrifice seal that was used to strike Liansheng's mother to the death.
It's not like he didn't expect twists and turns in such a decisive victory, but he never imagined it in his wildest dreams.
Yang Yu was clearly depleted of energy and blood and was about to die soon, but he was able to explode three times in a very short period of time, killing Ning Wuqiu, Qiao Shanhu, and Tantai!
This is not only terrifying, it is simply terrifying!
That is the best person in the world who has dominated the world for decades and even fought against Zhang Xuanba!
But, dead...
All dead!
"Yang prison!"
Feeling the stinging pain on his back, Zhuo Ligetu staggered, and uncontrollable depression surged up from his chest:
"You deserve to die!"
Great sadness surged in his heart.
He was born into a noble family, had great talent, and was supported by noble people. He was not yet sixty years old, but he had already been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint, and also held the rank of Shidu.
He was once the master of the three great royal courts in the world, and the whole world cried when he was angry. Never had he ever run away like a bereaved dog.
Or was he killed to such an extent by a junior whose cultivation age was less than one third of his own...
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the heavenly changes mentioned by the Palace Master again.
The changes in the sky will overthrow all the old order. Today, it will definitely be far better than the ancients...
"Times have really changed. If you don't advance, you will be abandoned..."
Before today, he actually didn't believe that much, because he always believed that even if the spiritual tide rises and the world changes, he, who is already at the top of the world, will definitely go higher and higher.
He didn't believe that he would be surpassed by future generations, but now...
Buzz!
Before the words could even echo, they were swallowed back by the sudden strong wind.
"who?!"
Zhuo Ligetu's face tightened, but he saw his cloak and hair flying in the strong wind, Qi Daoguang holding Fangtian's painted halberd upside down, and urging a red-blooded dragon horse with a mane like fire to come from Juechen from a distance.
I don't know how many miles or more than ten miles away, but the long and passionate roar like a dragon's roar has already arrived:
"Old dog, where are you going!"
"The light of enlightenment!"
Zhuo Ligetu was shocked at first, and then he realized that Yang Yu's refusal to chase him was not necessarily because he was exhausted, but because he had a plan.
Even today's battle was planned by that beast...
After being startled, an unknown anger suddenly rose in his heart:
"How dare you bully me like this?!"
With a roar, Zhuoligetu raised his battle ax, and with the sound of rolling thunder, he faced Fang Tian's painted halberd, which came from far and approached, slashing from top to bottom:
"I'll chop you up!!!"
"Come on and do your best?!"
Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched, and then he let out a cold cry, his energy and blood surged, he took advantage of the horse's momentum, and the big halberd pierced the sky, like thunder falling:
"It's just you?!"
…
…
A Martial Saint-level fight that was beyond ordinary people's imagination made the already restless Northwest Road even more excited.
Wherever the king's chariot passed by, mountains cheered for joy and firecrackers exploded.
After nine years of rest and recuperation, the Northwest Road is no longer what it was when wars broke out, but many people in the road city have not forgotten those days.
Even before Yandongjun's rebellion, chaos had already broken out in various state capitals along the Northwest Road, and even superficial peace could not be maintained.
"King of the Northwest!"
"King of the Northwest! King Yang, Yang Qiansui!"
"King Yang is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
…
A sound like a roaring mountain or a tsunami blew the flags of various colors around the king's chariot.
"Only the people's will will bring great fortune. The people's support determines the rise and fall of the system and the country..."
In the chariot, Yang Yu sat down, suppressing his injuries and reviewing the gains and losses of this battle.
At the same time, he is also sensing the fluctuations in luck.
Innate destiny and acquired luck are collectively called destiny.
One family, one place, one state, one country. The so-called destiny of the country and the destiny of the king do not arise out of thin air, but the destiny of all people is gathered through the system.
The degree of luck depends on the integrity of this system and all the soldiers and civilians who agree with this system.
Therefore, throughout the dynasties, when the country's fortunes were prosperous, famous ministers and good generals often emerged in endlessly; but when fortunes were in decline, dragons and snakes emerged in the world.
In the final analysis, luck will not increase or decrease, but it is just a decadent system that is unpopular. If the luck is weak, the luck will be scattered, and if the luck is scattered, the country will perish.
It seems illusory, but in fact, it still cannot be escaped from people's hearts.
‘Perhaps the legendary Divine Court is also like this?’
Amid the cheers of the crowd, Yang Yu was slightly stunned. No one knew how his thoughts were going.
Wu Longsheng, who was walking side by side with Taoist Lin, glanced at the Wang chariot from time to time, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything.
I don’t know if he really tried his best to inflict serious injuries, or if he did it deliberately to lure someone in the dark to take action...
"call!"
Along the way, Yang Yu was also waiting, but until the king's chariot completed its one-week tour of the city and returned to the palace, there was no more trouble.
It seems that the only people in the dark are Zhuo Ligetu and seven others.
The means he had reserved for the person he expected seemed to be of no use...
"It's a pity, it's a pity..."
The five fingers tightened slightly, and the figure pinched in them disappeared into the body, and Yang Yu's face became a little paler.
During the three years when the Seal of Sacrifice could not be eradicated, he had various plans to deal with possible enemies.
Do you have no time to care about him, or do you have other agendas?
Or...
"Plop!"
The dull sound of landing broke Yang Yu's thoughts.
With hair that was half black and half white, and a face that was half withered and half glorious, Taoist Yun Ni walked in front of the king's chariot and casually threw the person he mentioned to the ground:
"This prince's palace is like a sieve. Someone almost broke into the secret vault, but no one stopped him..."
There was undisguised sarcasm in his cold voice, and without waiting for a response, the old man turned around and left.
Taoist Yunni, who was initially captured, preferred death to surrender. His change began when Yang Yu returned from Dingyang City.
Fu Shuiguan has always taken the sealing of Dayan Mountain as its mission in the past dynasties. This was Zhang Yuanzhu's fate at first, but later, it was the blood feud between them.
Therefore, even though his attitude is still cold and hard, it has begun to change. At least three years ago, he would never have paid attention to someone sneaking into the palace.
"Yang, thief Yang!"
Zhang Bai, who was bound by Fu Guang and seemed to be paralyzed in mud, had eyes full of hatred and despair:
"Why don't you die?!"
"Northwestern Zhang family?"
As soon as his mind changed, Yang Yu already knew the origin and purpose of this person.
He really didn't pay attention to this piece of cypress before.
Nowadays, although the Grandmaster cannot be said to be insignificant to him, he does not pose any threat.
Naturally, I won’t keep an eye on it all the time.
Although the Book of Life and Death can cover hundreds of millions of soldiers and civilians in the entire Northwest Road, after all, it is impossible for him to monitor the movements of hundreds of millions of people all the time.
"well."
With a sigh, Cheng Yiyuan walked out of the crowd. Under the fearful eyes of everyone, he cupped his fists and bowed:
"Your Majesty will give this person to me, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
"No need."
Without looking at him, Yang Yu raised his hand slightly, and the imperial army stepped forward to take him down:
"My Northwest Path has its own laws, so I don't need any explanation from outsiders..."
Cheng Yiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but still took a step back and got out of the way.
boom!
boom!
At noon, salutes were fired in the palace, and large fireworks bloomed, which looked very bright even in the daytime.
Its coverage is also huge, and the entire Dao City can be seen no matter where you are.
…
"Ordinary materials, what's wrong with them..."
The hustle and bustle in the front yard did not affect Qi Changfa in the back yard at all. The former head of the Tiangong Yard of the Imperial Court, who possesses "magical craftsmanship", touched his chin and thought.
The salute that could cover the whole city came from his handiwork. He made it with the simplest materials.
The power is comparable to that of thunder and fire bombs.
"However, the superposition of materials can only change quantitatively, not qualitatively..."
With a casual wave of his hand, all the materials in front of him turned into neatly arranged firecrackers in the hazy mist.
Lin An looked at the old man with disheveled hair in awe. This was not the first time he saw him making items, but he was still shocked in his heart.
The reason why Qi Changfa was able to take charge of Tiangongyuan was because of his magical skills.
This magical power has no offensive power or protection. Its only use is to create.
As long as he has seen any item and has the materials, he can ignore any cumbersome procedures and make it take shape in an instant!
Thunderbolt fire bombs, armored vehicles, mysterious light mirrors... and so on, he has made countless products in the past three or four years.
In one fell swoop, he became a very important figure in the Northwest Road, and even asked him to come to half of the palace for him to lay out materials and make various attempts.
"After all, there is a missing part. If you have the ghost ax in hand..."
Allowing a group of people to move the salute away, Qi Changfa couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.
The magical craftsmanship of the ax and the ax are one body, and only when the two Tao fruits are combined into one can he master the magical power of the "craft of the axe" at the level of "Tiangong".
pity……
"Dongyue Road, is there really a ghost? Or is Tie Hengliu deceiving me?"
With his mind spinning, Qi Changfa thought of leaving again.
He didn't know whether the Dongyue Dao transmission was true or false, but he still couldn't help but want to take a look...
The miraculous craftsmanship, alone, is already precious and extraordinary. If the two are combined into one, they will have even more incredible uses.
If he combines miraculous craftsmanship, then he can create more than just the objects he sees. He can also create objects that are based on reality but only exist in his imagination.
What is an armored vehicle that can carry thousands of people and travel thousands of miles a day?
He was even confident of creating the trap he had envisioned, one that could include everyone in the world...
By then, even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, two people can talk face to face, and there will be no more misunderstandings and conflicts in this world.
The world may truly be at peace.
"Let's talk about everything after the princess's wedding..."
Taking a deep breath and suppressing his thoughts, Qi Changfa stood up and headed towards the front yard.
He stayed on the Northwest Road not only because Qin Si saved his life, but also because of the princess's magical powers.
To drive away mistakes and keep them intact, this magical power is as powerful as a ghost's ax for him.
…
The wedding begins.
Amidst the continuous sound of salutes, many guests who had arrived sooner or later in the past three years flocked to the palace.
Accompanied by the sound of singing, he was welcomed into the palace, and the lively hustle and bustle blew away the shadow of the curtain that had just ended.
"Xuankong Mountain, Master Baimei, a pair of thousand-year-old ginseng, three hundred-forged Xuanwei, a superior martial arts..."
"Lanke Temple, Zen Master Guangjue, a great repayment pill..."
"Sword Forging Villa, Master Longzhuang, three hundred-forged black iron swords, one hundred ten-forged black iron swords, some fire stones..."
"The elder of Canfeng Temple, Master Zhichang, a sword of superior cold light, some agates, and the best elixir."
"Prince Ding'an's Mansion, there are eighteen dragons and horses..."
"A great chamber of commerce to attract wealth and treasure. The big boss is offering a gift of 660,000 taels of gold, 880,000 taels of silver, 100 shops, and 3,000 hectares of fertile land..."
"Xuankongshan Lu Qingting, Gu Qingyi..."
…
Inside the palace, the disciples from Wanxiang Mountain greeted each other with smiles. Fang Ada stood aside, looking at the crowds of people coming in like a tide, feeling very bored.
Whether it was the king's palace or the wedding, his prince did not invite many people at all. Ninety-nine percent of those gathered today were not invited.
But they are still offering gifts.
Even though people were blocked from the door again and again to bring gifts, they still didn't leave. The salutes were no more than ten times, and the outside of the palace was already packed to the brim.
"No entry without invitation. My prince appreciates your kindness, but I will waive this gift!"
Wu Changbai's face was expressionless, blocking the waves of visitors.
Naturally, he was very impatient. At this moment, Qin Lihu was afraid that even Qin Lihu would be attending the banquet, but he had to welcome guests at the door...
However, on a day like this, with smiling faces in front of him again, he really had no other choice.
"Prince Linlong's Mansion, on behalf of Prince Zhao of the West Mansion, I would like to present a gift..."
Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze, and with one sentence, the noisy voices of more than a thousand people present were suppressed.
"Prince Linlong's Mansion!"
Wu Changbai took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
After that, King Dongyang, Longyuan Palace, Qingzhou, Yunzhou...many forces that were inextricably related to the imperial court also arrived one after another.
Qi Daoguang, who was covered in the smell of blood, stepped over with the head in his hand, and the salutes that came one after another stopped just in time.
"Take it!"
A human head was used as a salute, but Wu Changbai was very respectful and sang it himself:
"The eldest son of the Linlong Daoqi family, the lord of the Golden Tent Royal Court, Zhuo Ligetu has one head!"
Wow!
There was an uproar and shock inside and outside the palace.
When Lin Daoren came out of the house, he didn't expect that Qi Daoguang actually won Zhuoligetu...
"This old dog..."
Qidaoguang opened his mouth, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth:
"If you fight with your life, my life is tougher!"
While he was talking, he stepped into the palace and saw a newlywed couple worshiping each other in the decorated front hall.
"His breath..."
Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched and he smelled an unusual smell. Just as he was about to sit down, Yang Yu suddenly raised his head after he had finished his obeisance.
Outside the door, a voice with a strong Ding'an Dao accent sounded:
"King Chuang, give me a gift...
One nameless golden Buddha statue!"
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