The Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array, the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, these two major formations, guarding the Ancient Heavenly Court.
That Hetu, Luoshu, is the innate magic weapon that suppresses the eyes of the Mixed Yuan Heluo Great Array, and it has infinite use, since the Lich War, Hetu and Luoshu have fallen into the hands of the demon master Kunpeng.
If the Kunpeng Patriarch wants to cultivate the Mixed Yuan Dao Fruit, he must use these two innate spiritual treasures to become enlightened, but there are many forbidden methods among the two great spiritual treasures, all of which are under the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and even the Kunpeng Patriarch has no choice but to do anything, so he can only be stationed in the North Underworld and act with the help of the Northern Underworld's Xuan Qi, so as to break the forbidden law and cultivate into a supreme incarnation to achieve the Dao Fruit.
Rao is like this, and it took him tens of thousands of years, until hundreds of years ago, it was refined into two spiritual treasures, originally Kunpeng Patriarch was high, but he never found the magic weapon that was good for sustenance and obsession.
This breaking the forbidden law immediately came to fruition, and after hundreds of years of hard work, Na Luo Shu has been cultivated into an incarnation, and Na Hetu has also been cultivated into a second elemental god, and he was about to continue his meditation, when he suddenly felt in a trance, and after a little calculation, he was surprised that his rival had not yet died.
And the Kunpeng Patriarch also used the method of the Heavenly Demon to ask the Tao to calculate that the reincarnation of this sworn enemy Red Cloud Ancestor would be very unfavorable to him in the future, and he might even be destroyed by that person, and he was immediately anxious, and he also knew that there were many causes and effects, so he had to take action himself.
Who knows, just as he was about to leave the palace, he was seen through by Zhou Qing, and he came to the door, and he didn't fight with himself, but just blocked the North Ming with mana, telling himself and the people at the door to go out.
Patriarch Kunpeng had already used the method of the Heavenly Demon to figure out Zhou Qing's origin, and he had been calculating, knowing that he was strong in the method, although he was not complete, he was afraid that it would be difficult to win, so he was afraid that he would lose face in front of his disciples, and the second was to communicate with Zhou Qing.
However, Zhou Qing thought hard and remained motionless, until today, the Kunpeng Patriarch calculated that if he didn't do it, the reincarnation of the Red Cloud Ancestor would be in danger in the future, not to mention that Zhou Qing wanted to block himself for three years so that he couldn't hold back anymore, and he would definitely meet Zhou Qing with him.
"Sanyezi, listen well, when I do it with Gou Chen, you will use the immortal true body of the demon that day, shatter too void, play the earth, water, fire and wind, and you will definitely break the Gou Chen spell."
This is a yang scheme, and I am not afraid that Zhou Qing will know, the Kunpeng Patriarch is to order in person, and the three disciples under him, although only one of the three leaves of the Daoist has cultivated into the immortal true body of the heavenly demon, but as far as the rest of them, the mana is also not bottom, the ancient demon arts, there are many evil magic powers that consume essence and blood mana to urge, and the power is great, urge together, and attack one side.
Patriarch Kunpeng knew that with his own strength, unless he used the technique of the Heavenly Demon to sacrifice his body, bury his Kunpeng true body, and shatter the Hetuluo Book, it would be difficult to break it, but in this way, not only would the entire Northern Underworld become chaotic, but he would also destroy his own mana and become a mortal, and he would never be able to use it until the moment of life and death.
Seeing that Zhou Qingwu sat still, no matter what he said, he didn't say a word, Patriarch Kunpeng was already furious, and with a finger of his hand, the primordial spirit transformed by the river map changed in the air, the immortal sound was great, countless pictures and shadows were uncertain, and a picture of countless mysteries and mysteries contained in it went towards Zhou Qingjuan.
In the river map, there are thousands of worlds, all kinds of illusions, a thought together, like a bubble disillusionment, can encompass the desolate land, Kunpeng turned this into the second elemental god, and Luo Shu incarnated urging, running as expected, only moving with the heart, so unhappy.
The river map swept the heavens and the earth, covered it, and when it reached the surrounding area of three thousand miles, it was blocked by the yellow light and could not fall.
However, as soon as he made contact with Huang Guang, the sky suddenly swirled, and the ice peak that Zhou Qing was sitting on seemed to be thrown into a fast-spinning ball, the illusion on the river map, tens of millions of lives, life and death in an instant, as if hundreds of millions of years had passed, and it seemed that he had passed an immeasurable number of calamities, not born and not destroyed, empty is not empty, not empty and empty, and his heart was happy, as if he had proved that the mixed element was infinite.
"This vision is so powerful" In the valley behind the Black Wind Mountain, Zhou Qing's ontology Yuan Shen naturally felt this thought, but the clouds on his head were clear, as if the flowing spring was broken jade, like a drop of water in front of the eaves, falling down to the Dharma platform, protecting the body, in the clouds, the twelve incarnations also settled themselves, each with its ups and downs.
With the support of the Chaos Bell, and the foundation of his own Taoism is also thick, Zhou Qing is not evil, he can't think of it, his true spirit is sleepless, and there is no joy or sorrow, the second Yuan God puts his knee flat with one hand, and the other hand is stretched out, and the palm flows black and white, two phases and one twist, rushing into the sky, turning into a huge giant palm, and grabbing it towards the river map.
The incarnation of Luo Shu's cultivation knew that the second primordial god might not be able to resist, so he hurriedly pointed with his hand, and the river map stopped spinning, shooting out a ray of crystal, green and oily, illuminating the north and the underworld, this crystal ray was faster than electricity, flying down, turning into thousands of crystal filaments, or winding, or making needle, all around the edge of Zhou Qing's palm, the two sides fought, inseparable.
Patriarch Kunpeng also got up from the top of the green lotus, landed on the ice ocean, recited a mantra, and with a boom, the cold water of the Northern Darkness rushed up thousands of feet high, just higher than Zhou Qing's ice peak.
After the cold water rushes up, it flows endlessly, and it does not fall, Kunpeng Patriarch pointed with his hand, turned into an ice crystal altar, and then several red lights flew out from the demon palace, and with a few bangs, it fell on the altar.
Patriarch Kunpeng went to the altar, condescending, seeing that Na Luo Shu incarnated to drive Hetu Yuanshen to fight with Zhou Qing, you come and go, big hands are fishing, crystal filaments are flying, this spectacular scene makes the disciples on the side stunned.
The people of Sanye Dao knew that now was not the time to do it, so they were happy to watch the Kunpeng Patriarch fight the method, and wait until the critical moment to transport the Heavenly Demon Secret Method.
Zhou Qing intends to blockade the North Underworld for three years, which is really meaningful, so he just blindly resists, and only when the other party is in a hurry, he will slightly counterattack, so that the other party will know the difficulty and retreat.
The big hand burst out of a ball of yellow light, thick and intense, the crystal silk touched, as if it was a burning spider web, the silk was broken, flying all over the sky, above the sky, the yellow light was sheng, the blue light was completely gone, the North Stygian Ice Ocean was eaten, the golden light was dazzling, and the icebergs Iceland became golden mountains.
Seeing Zhou Qing's might, Luo Shu incarnated and hurriedly opened his mouth and sprayed, flying out of nine demon texts, all of which were dozens of miles in size, shining with black light, lined up in nine palaces, resisting the yellow light, and the river map also avoided the big hand and grabbed it, incarnated as Chengren, and with a frustration of both hands, a green brilliance rushed up, slightly transformed in the sky, divided into ninety-nine big swords, stabbed each other for a moment, and clanged.
With a finger of the Hetu Yuan Shen Technique, ninety-nine Heavenly Demon Sword Qi stabbed towards the big hand together.
A second element god incarnated by a river map, a Luo Shu incarnation, with strong mana, whether it is Maitreya Buddha, or Xingtian, Xiangliu, or Yingzhao, Ji Meng, they are far inferior, especially the ability to use the ancient demon method, and many magical uses, the two are combined, forming a mixed Yuan Heluo, and they resist Zhou Qing.
Seeing that his two incarnations were entangled with Zhou Qing, the Kunpeng Patriarch was overjoyed, took the token on the desk, struck at the Thunder Gate, recited the mantra, and hit a big thunderbolt out of thin air, shaking the ice ocean, and then the Kunpeng Patriarch's baby-like voice sounded, with a strange roar and a roar of the yin wind.
In the strange cry of the Kunpeng patriarch, the blue light is flourishing, and the huge demon master palace is like a thin piece of paper, flying lightly, without a sound, flying higher and higher, and it is about to touch the yellow clouds, suddenly stopping, releasing hundreds of millions of blue light, like a turquoise sun, which makes people not force to look.
In the Northern Ice Ocean, the golden light was swept away, but the yellow clouds shrouded in the sky did not disperse at all, but were stimulated by the blue light, becoming more and more intense, rolling and tumbling.
Kunpeng Patriarch has become a Taoist since Chaos, and there are naturally many magic weapons in his hands, but the most powerful is Hetu, Luoshu, and this Demon Master Palace, which is a whole piece of cold jade that suppresses the Northern Underworld, which is hollowed out by the Kunpeng Patriarch and used the demon method to refined, which contains several innate spirit treasures, which were originally used by the Kunpeng Patriarch to sustenance obsession, but later got the Hetu Luo Book, so he gave up this idea and used it as a magic weapon.
Snatched the sword in the boy's hand, Kunpeng Patriarch first took a jade talisman, the token was another blow, in the middle of the Kanmen, hundreds of millions of blue thunder revolved around the Demon Master Palace, Kunpeng Patriarch put the jade talisman on the sword, a demon fire spewed out, burned the jade talisman, turned into a green gas, made the shape of Kunpeng, wrapped around the sword, and hit a token, the sword pointed at Zhou Qing, the Demon Master Palace pressed down on Zhou Qing's head, the momentum roared, the cold water three thousand miles away could not stand the pressure, it actually spread out to both sides, the water waves rotated, only Zhou Qing and people with Bingfeng, alone suspended in the air.
Hetu Yuanshen, the incarnation of Luoshu, also worked together to entangle Zhou Qing's big hand, the Nine Palaces Demon Wen, the Heavenly Demon Sword Qi, crisscrossing the ice ocean, cutting through the void.
The three-leaf Taoist saw that the Kunpeng patriarch was launched, and hurriedly greeted the junior brothers, and then turned the body upside down, a few spins, the hair was scattered, and the mouth recited the invitation mantra, a puff of demon fire rushed out, falling around, the smoke was surging, and eighteen heavenly demon flags appeared in the middle, and the three-leaf Taoist people appeared in the demon smoke and demon fire, and the true body of the trilobite appeared, looming.
The three-leaf Daoist was about to carry the immortal body of the demon of the sky, rushed to the sky, smashed the void, evolved the earth, water, fire and wind, and then drummed, cooperating with the Kunpeng Patriarch to entangle Zhou Qing, breaking the blockade in one fell swoop, and flying out, it was the sea and the sky.
Zhou Qing sighed slightly: "Why bother. ” The big hand fished twice in a row, forced away the Hetu Yuanshen, Luo Shu incarnated, collected the general, recited the spell, and the body was closed, a yellow cloud rose, the bell rang continuously, melodious and pleasant, Zhou Qing's whole person had disappeared, only to see a big bell, doing the color of chaos, and stopping after ringing three times in a row, the aftermath was endless.
As soon as the bell rang, the three-leaf Taoist seemed to have eaten a fixed spell, and just flew into the air, he stopped moving, and the demon fire did not rotate.
Especially on the Demon Master Palace, the entangled billions of blue thunder were originally rushing and uncultivated, but now they are also stunned around, as if they have been frozen, neither dissipating nor moving, and it is extremely weird.
Everything in the entire Northern Underworld Ocean, including the Kunpeng Patriarch, the major disciples, and the demons hidden in the deepest bottom, were sounded by the bell, and it seemed that even the true spirit was suppressed, unable to think, unable to move, unable to see, unable to hear, unable to smell, and seemed to even have time standing still.
The aftermath echoed in the North Stygian Ocean one by one, and I don't know how long it was, maybe it was 10,000 years, maybe it was a moment, until the bell dissipated in the entire Northern Stygian Ocean, the three-leaf Daoist only felt that he was shocked by the bell, and then he came to his senses, and couldn't help but roar, drumming the heavenly demon shape flag, and rushed straight up.
"Stop" Sanye Daoist heard the voice of Kunpeng Patriarch as thin as a baby, and couldn't figure out why the master stopped by himself, but he didn't dare to disobey, stopped his body, stopped steadily above the sky, looked up, and found that Huang Yun had disappeared without a trace.
"It turns out that the master has broken the forbidden law of that person" The three-leaf Taoist saw that the Kunpeng ancestor pointed with his sword, and the Demon Master Palace slowly floated back to the original place, and the yellow-clothed young man Gou Chen on the ice peak was no longer visible, and he was immediately overjoyed, and he took up the demon method, collected the heavenly demon transformation banner into his body, and turned down.
"Fortunately, Shizun broke the forbidden law, otherwise I would have to consume at least one Yuanhui mana, but it's not a pity."
The three-leaf Taoist was about to speak, when he suddenly found that the Kunpeng Patriarch's face was wrong, and he swallowed the words that reached his throat.
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Over there, Bei Yingzi had already come up, and shouted to Kunpeng Patriarch: "Master has cultivated into a supreme incarnation, how can that little Gou Chen be an opponent" Before the words fell, Kunpeng Patriarch was furious, slapped Bei Mingzi off the altar, rolled into the ocean, and screamed loudly.
The disciples didn't know why Patriarch Kunpeng was angry, so they didn't dare to speak out, until Patriarch Kunpeng flicked his big sleeves and led the boy and girl into the palace, and these disciples looked at each other with a puzzled face.
Sanye Dao's heart was moved, and he hurriedly flew out of the North Stygian Ocean, staring at the Milky Way for a long time, and finally pinched his fingers and was taken aback, almost fainting.
"It's been three years."
Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, with a population of nearly 100 million, is in the center of the Nanzhan Continent, suppressing the dragon veins of the continent, the city is high and the pool is wide, and the radius is thousands of miles, from the east to the west, it takes several months.
However, such a vast city is very lively, with people coming and going, and there is a lot of traffic.
In the capital, the palace is numerous, the courtyard is deep, there are many Taoist temples, the restaurant, the courtyard, the shop, the bungalow and so on are intertwined with each other, the wide bluestone road forms a big net, the center of the big net, a palace stands majestically, solemn and magnificent, the auspicious light is ten thousand ways, the rui qi is thousand, it rushes straight to thirty-three days, as if it wants to compete with the heavenly palace of the emperor for glory.
Huang Daoyuan has made meritorious efforts to destroy the Buddha in these years, and laid down more than half of the territory of Xiniu Hezhou, and the Tianzhu Buddha country, retreated to the extreme west, and the turtle could not retreat, and the Tang King saw that he could not achieve the climate, and did not continue to attack, but only built a city and included Xiniu Hezhou into the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
After winning the reward, Huang Daoyuan thanked the emperor for his kindness, hurriedly went out of the noon gate, rode a red unicorn rewarded by the emperor, slapped his buttocks, kicked the wind four times, rose from the clouds, and galloped, and after a while, he came to his own mansion in Xitou.
This mansion covers an area of ten miles, surrounded by green trees, lush flowers and plants, a small stream flows through it, it is very quiet, turn ten miles of bluestone path, it is the main street.
On the street, there was a lot of people, but where could the sound come from.
Huang Daoyuan fell in front of his door, there were already two strong soldiers who led the red unicorn, and they didn't care, as soon as they entered the gate, they heard the sword breath whistling, the golden light was dazzling, only to see a man and a woman competing in swordsmanship, the male was fifteen or sixteen years old, the female was older, if there was a big courtyard, it was full of sword energy, Huang Daoyuan only felt that it was difficult to breathe, and hurriedly sacrificed his sword light to protect it.
Seeing that Huang Daoyuan sacrificed the sword light, the man and woman hurriedly stopped, each put away his sword, and shouted: "Senior brother is back" "Good swordsmanship, you two, at a young age, you have a heavenly immortal cultivation, it's really embarrassing for me" Huang Daoyuan also put away his sword and smiled.
It turned out that this man and woman were He Zibo and Jing'er, who fled to Chang'an City with their parents because they were chased and killed by Yin Fengzi three years ago, because Huang Daoyuan was a disciple of Shushan and a disciple of Li Yingqiong, and He Zhou was a generation higher than him.
In Chang'an City, there are also people who are county kings, but a few people dare not reveal their identities, so they only throw themselves into the Yellow Mansion and hide them.
That Fuxian Town was reported by the king of the county, saying that it was the festival that made the enemy guilty and was destroyed, although the king of Tang understood in his heart, but now the reckless sword fighting is in reach, and the two ways of good and evil have not yet been distinguished, Li Shihao also ignored his brother's matter, and rearranged a festival to make the past, and there was no follow-up.
"What about Uncle He and Uncle Lin," Huang Daoyuan asked.
"Daddy and Mother went to Xuanmiao to see Uncle Xuanmiao today, what is the matter with Senior Brother today," He Zibo asked.
"If you have nothing to do, you continue to practice swords" Huang Daoyuan entered the study, thinking in his heart: "My sister was in labor the day before yesterday, and she has not yet given birth, how can I tell these two children about this matter?"
Huang Daoyuan's sister is one of the most favored concubines of the Tang Dynasty, pregnant this year, has been October, three days ago shouted stomach pain, but has not been born yet, the emperor invited countless imperial doctors, used countless elixirs, and there was no effect, just summoned Huang Daoyuan, also for this matter.
"I don't know if my nephew is a man or a woman, if it's a boy, it's just a hundred sons of the emperor, but it's a pity that the ninety-nine princes don't know what it is to be reincarnated, and there is a different phase in birth, and he is deeply favored by the emperor, and he was born to the queen's mother, but I am afraid that His Majesty will retire, and the possibility of this son succeeding to the throne is very great."
Huang Daoyuan was thinking crankily in his heart.
No one paid attention, and at this time, a golden light fell thirty-three days away.
To be continued: