Buzhou Mountain.
King Wen and Mr.
Tu Long sat opposite each other, with an indescribable look in their eyes.
Priest, determine destiny, control the universe However, every priest cannot decide his own destiny.
Throughout the ages, fate has been too dangerous and unpredictable.
It is common for priests to cut off their lives and lose their lives at their own hands.
It seems that the path of the priest has been decided for a long time, and the end is death. divine punishment Mountains, seas, wilderness, all the worlds, all the warriors who glimpsed the grand destiny were destroyed by the divine thunder.
The Dalong clan, a human race that has inherited two great eras, has inherited the most mysterious destiny in the world.
As early as in ancient times, the human race had the Palace of King Wen.
The emperor King Wen derived the innate gossip, calculated the past and the present, and peered into the mysteries of the heaven and earth.
After the Middle Ages, the Wenwang Palace of the human race gradually declined, and the Bagua lineage disappeared.
After the fate reappeared, after many years of evolution, it became the priest lineage.
In the era nearing the end of the Middle Ages, the line of priests who evolved together with destiny was officially evolved.
In this era, the first generation ancestor of the Dalong clan, Dalong Xiantian, was born, integrating the destiny calculation methods such as the Eight Diagrams of Destiny.
After Dalong Xiantian gathered all the mysteries related to fate, he asserted that the human race was facing a catastrophe before the disaster came, and was punished by heaven to lose his five senses.
Blindness, deafness, muteness, blindness, and touchlessness.
Even so, he still used his remaining body to commit another act of defiance, and was eventually submerged by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and destroyed in ashes.
"Can't say."
After a long time, King Wen let out a sigh.
Since the first ancestor of the Dalong clan, Dalong Xiantian, every generation in the clan has become a priest.
It is also a rare group of priests in the world.
In such a long time in modern times, the priests of the Dalong clan have become human beings many times.
Under the throne of the emperor, the emperor advises and advises the emperor.
"Three thousand years ago, the clouds in the Southern Wilderness moved, and the dormant purple energy of humanity flashed across the Southern Wilderness."
After a few breaths, King Wen finally spoke out under the burning eyes of Old Slayer Long.
Hearing this, Elder Dragon Slayer's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he asked back: "You made preparations three thousand years ago."
However, King Wen shook his head and continued: "The moment I stepped out of the ancestral land of the Dalong clan, it has already begun.
The Dalong clan will never be destroyed and will protect the inheritance of the human race.
This is the ancestral motto of the Dalong clan. " "Over the years, I have secretly paid attention to some geniuses of the human race from all five directions of the human race, and even from the life stars and continents in the outer starry sky.
Most of them failed in the martial arts, and there are some who are amazing.
Talented people, but they are not what I am looking for.”
"Until three thousand years ago, a ray of purple light flashed in the Southern Wilderness.
During these three thousand years, I secretly observed no less than ten thousand descendants of the Southern Wilderness human race, but they all ended sadly.
Only one person matched the purple energy phenomenon."
"That little guy."
Hearing this, King Wen showed a wry smile in his eyes, shook his head slightly, and said aloud: "I have peeked at the fate of countless descendants of the human race over the years, but that little bastard didn't see through.
Do you believe it?"
After the words fell, King Wen's eyes showed a sigh, and he continued: "It's Yu Xin from the Southern Wilderness Emperor Yu's clan."
"The genius of the Dayu family who has never been born before" The old dragon slayer thought for a moment and then said, "This junior seems to be still cultivating in secret.
What does that kid Qingyang have to do with him?"
"The general trend of luck is that Qi swallows thousands of miles like a dragon.
How can it be unrelated to the fact that they both came out of the southwestern part of the wilderness?"
King Wen shook his head and said: "In my deduction, the Purple Luck Path three thousand years ago originally belonged to Yu Xin.
It wasn't until that little bastard Qingyang went to Xiaomanghuang Continent that everything changed.
It was originally shrouded in the shadow of Yu Xin.
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The divine splendor in the sky above the Imperial Clan completely melted away like a cloud."
"No wonder you, the majestic emperor, paid so much attention to a little king.
I know you priests are not good people."
The old dragon slayer spoke, with a smile on his lips, and said: "However, no matter how powerful three thousand years of purple energy is, it is impossible to give birth to such a tyrannical genius.
Don't lie to me.
I was once in charge of the destiny platform." of."
"The strange thing is here.
I thought I had glimpsed the true meaning of fate, but I didn't expect that everything in this world has cause and effect.
I still can't see through the shackles of fate."
King Wen's eyes drifted to the vast starry sky, with a look of thought in his eyes, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
"Okay, I just want to know if you were the one who planned this time."
"Yes and no, I just let nature take its course.
Do you believe it?"
After the words fell, a look of helplessness flashed in King Wen's eyes.
He thought he had seen through Qingyang Huan, but he would be pissed to death by this kid every time.
What happened this time was told to him in advance by the old Pegasus deep in the imperial court, which made him feel very frustrated as the emperor's master.
The majestic Imperial Master can't even see through a junior Fortunately, after getting the news, he immediately made a plan, asking the Human Emperor and the silent old antique deep in Buzhou Mountain to give it a try. clang At this moment, the Purple Lightning Silver Dragon above Buzhou Mountain tore through the sky for hundreds of millions of miles, and the starry sky for hundreds of millions of miles completely shattered in a short moment.
In the torn sky and earth, a splendid palace and a divine tower emerged.
Countless figures with compassionate eyes chanted Sanskrit sounds, as if they were in heaven.
However, in the blink of an eye, the expressions of countless figures suddenly changed, turning into overwhelming anger.
Vajra glared, and the divine pestle flew across the sky, as if the entire world was shaken.
Surrounded by thousands of angry-eyed Vajras, a figure larger than dozens or thousands of stars emerged.
The stars were like beads in their hands, sitting cross-legged among the thousands of stars, exhaling and evolving into galaxies.
At the same time, the qi machines on Buzhou Mountain also stagnated, and a mirror-like barrier appeared on the human continent, blocking the Mi Mi Fanyin from the mountains and sea continent.
The human emperor Hongshi holds the Fallen Emperor Spear in his hand, pointing at the vast world, and his body is like a jade pillar holding up the sky.
At this moment, time and space were stagnant, heaven and earth were stagnant, King Wen and Mr.
Dragon Slayer stood side by side, their breaths also stagnant in their throats. clan war Taking down an emperor of the Jia Luo clan is enough to break out a world-famous war between the two clans.
At the end of the Middle Ages, the human race was in the light and the Jialuo clan was in the dark.
In addition, the sudden arrival of the outer continent gave the Jialuo clan an opportunity.
Now that the Jialuo clan has been put on the bright side, the human race is really not afraid of them.
"What is supposed to come will eventually come."
After a long time, the statue of Jialuo in the sky dissipated between heaven and earth like bright mist and rain, as if it had never happened. call Seeing the Jialuo tribe retreating, the Emperor Master breathed a sigh of relief, it was okay.
"The Jialuo tribe is not monolithic, and the battles of faith are sometimes more tragic than hatred."
Seeing the frowning Dragon Slayer, the Imperial Master spoke up.
A few breaths later, the figure of the human emperor Hongshi, who stood on the top of Buzhou Mountain like a patron saint, disappeared like a rain of spiritual light.
The obscure aura lingering in the depths of Buzhou Mountain drifted away with the wind, as if it had never appeared before.
Time flies.
In the chaotic world, there was a scream, time and space rotated, and roaring sounds were made.
Qingyang Huan suddenly felt that the space around him was spinning.
It's just that at this moment, all the blood in his body has been exhausted.
He is lying there without moving a finger.
This time, he is really scared to pee.
In the moment of life and death, he wandered in front of the gate of hell.
Fortunately, God did not stop him and allowed him to step out of the gate of hell.
Bound by the purple light, Ran Deng Prajna transformed into an angry-eyed Vajra.
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He wanted to struggle, but was restrained by the human destiny triggered by Empress Douxiao.
Every time he struggled, he was fighting against the human destiny accumulated by the entire human race from the early days of ancient times to the present day.
Movement to fight.
The vast imperial power turned into billions of rays, which were dissolved by illusory human figures one after another.
However, the phantoms surrounding the purple light were densely packed, no less than billions of them.
After each group was destroyed, more would be reborn.
This chaotic time and space was pushed by an invisible hand and arrived at the central ancestral land of the human race.
King Wen couldn't wait to rush into the chaos and saw several Qingyang Huan people lying on their backs in the chaos like dead dogs.
The soul of the third senior brother turned into a stream of light and disappeared.
He returned to his retreat place and trapped the Garo Tribe's Lantern.
This was much more difficult than killing him.
Fortunately, the six senior brothers joined forces and finally restrained him. live.
This is the only powerful person from the Jialuo Clan who has been captured by the human race in one hundred and eight years since ancient times.
"Okay, okay, this time you have made great contributions to the human race."
The imperial master's beard was curling up and up, and it was difficult to hide the excitement in his eyes.
In his eyes, this was not a powerful person from the Jialuo clan, but someone who could peek into the Jialuo clan's secrets.
For all the races in the world, the Jialuo clan is too secretive.
Many powerful people want to peek into the secrets of this clan, but unfortunately they all fail in the end.
Now, Enzu finally has a chance to take a peek at all this.
"Oh, I'm here."
Qingyang Huan drooped his eyelids and looked at the old man King Wen who kept tugging on his beard.
He was really afraid that this old guy would pull off all his remaining beard.
He pretended not to see it even though he saw it.
What a shame.
The old man is very bad.
"Hey, isn't this the Lord of the Divine King's Palace?
What's wrong with you?"
At this time, King Wen looked as if he had just seen Qingyang Huan, with surprise in his eyes.
"I have shed blood for the human race."
"oh."
"I fought my life for the human race."
"oh."
"I" Just when Qing Yanghuan was still about to say something, King Wen turned his eyes to the restrained Ran Deng Prajna again, gestured to the old dragon slayer and shouted: "Be careful, don't get killed by me."
"Come, Lord Palace Master."
After instructing the old man to kill the dragon, King Wen once again cast his eyes on Qingyang Huan, Peng Wanli, and Li Longwu, and said loudly: "The Master of the Palace of the Divine King is as powerful as a rainbow, and we can fight again.
The other two will go to the depths of Buzhou Mountain."
Let’s heal our wounds in the sacred pond.”
"Old man, you have to avenge your personal vengeance."
When Qingyanghuan heard this, he immediately knew that the old man did it on purpose.
"You are wrong.
As the emperor's master under the throne of the Human Emperor, I should treat my descendants of the human race equally.
You cannot slander me."
After the words fell, the Imperial Master grabbed Qingyang Huan and headed towards the depths of the first level of the Imperial Court in Buzhou Mountain.
"Hey old man, where are you taking me?"
Feeling the biting wind, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but ask aloud.
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"You will know when you go there.
The absolute benefits are indispensable to you.
You did a good job this time.
Although I was not present, I know that this time it was not easy."
"Good job, Xiaoyangzi":