Zhutian Avenue - Vol 2 Chapter 965: Emperor of Heaven
Yan Changsha’s understatement seemed to be more powerful than the explosion of thousands of thunder.
In an instant, if the sky collapsed!
The fighting tables that covered the sky buzzed and shook, as if they were shaken by the invisible force, and the expressions of many soldiers on it changed slightly.
I felt an unparalleled threat.
Mo Lun’s pupils shrank violently for a moment, just for a moment, he had already lost all capture of the outside world.
Indescribable light and heat burst out from the boundless earth, just like a long-lived big sun celestial body bursting out a lifetime of brilliance in an instant!
Break through the haze, burn all the wastes!
Mo Lun’s heart was shocked.
His practice is not bad, and his vision is even greater. Although he can’t see, he still realizes what it is.
The Taoist soldier named ‘Yan Changsha’ must have cultivated an incomparable physical supernatural power, this escaping light and heat.
Amazingly, it was his surging vitality, and his fistful intent to the degree of horror!
The horror was only an instant, and in the next instant, Mo Lun had already mobilized the fighting platform under him, transforming into heavy divine light and expanding his body.
And at the same time, when one thought was moving, the soldiers who were listed on the many fighting platforms seemed to have no fear of the light and heat that was enough to burn the emptiness through.
They roared and rushed towards the rising of the earth, like a round of silhouettes of the sun.
Under the light and heat, the screams came and went one after another.
Surrounded by endless blood qi, Yan Changsha swept past the dying soldiers in the blood qi, and there were countless streamer pictures in the depths of his eyes.
But it is exactly what these Taoist soldiers who died in his hands have experienced, the memory, magical powers and even the minor details that they themselves have forgotten, are also clearly visible.
This is what he has learned to accommodate the various Taoisms in this world, deeply hide and integrate himself, and he has formed the “Ten Thousand Battles Transformation Pill” in the beginning of a century!
I am my own furnace, and heaven and earth are Dan!
All those who are against me will turn into my resources, fuelwood, and medicine!
Above the long sky, the sound of earth-shaking collision could not help sounding.
Mo Yin couldn’t help but slap his tongue at the violently shaking skyscraper peak. Even though this scene was not the first time I saw him, it still shocked him very much.
For a hundred years, he defected to the outer sect of Xuandu, and killed many elders and disciples of the outer sect of Xuandu, and even some evil spirits and side sect masters.
It is also considered to have a not small reputation in the Dae Yong practice world.
But only he himself knew that it was not himself at all who did all this, but his own Dao Soldier!
After a hundred years of practice, he is no longer the ignorant Xiaopang Dun, he knows very well that his Taoist soldier is not the norm.
Because he was not bound by his own cultivation base at all, he had already surpassed his cultivation base of the’Three Tribulations’ at this time.
“The Dayong Dynasty…”
Mo Yin whispered in his heart, he didn’t care about the emperor of the emperor, just as he didn’t care much about Xuantuzong’s identity as a disciple.
But these people are pressing every step and even killing their mother who raised them. It is unforgivable.
After forcibly suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he no longer pays attention to the fighting from the outside world. With a heartbeat, he has already submerged in the inner world.
The years of more than a hundred years are still insignificant to practitioners, and even more insignificant to a world of heaven and earth.
But his inner world has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a hundred years ago.
Three crossings, and high-level crossings, made his inner world more than ten times larger than it was in the past?
And the ‘Thunder Pond’ where all the thunderous spirits in the inner sky and the earth are gathered at the height of the sky, seems to have expanded far more than ten times.
Among them, there are countless ‘seeds of Dao soldiers’ circulating like ‘fish eggs’.
This is not the first time he has thought of fighting these Dao soldiers. In fact, he has tried many times to train more “Samsara Dao soldiers” in the past 100 years.
Unfortunately, they all failed.
So that when he was chased by Xuanduzong, he had to activate the Doufatai and retreat with the help of the Dayong Dynasty.
But because of this, let his breath be captured by the “Fighting God Mountain”, and he could not avoid the prying eyes from the Dai Yong imperial family.
“Tiandu City is far more sinister than other places. Changsha alone may not be able to handle it…”
Looking at the seeds of Taoist soldiers in the thunder pool, Mo Yin had thoughts in his heart.
He didn’t care about Mo Zuan.
But I couldn’t care less about the Dayong Dynasty, who ruled the world for 800,000 years, and the Laozi Mo Tianqin who would abandon him while still in his infancy.
Mo Lun thought he had excellent talents, but with the resources of the Dayong imperial family like mountains and seas, it was nothing more than enough to survive the Three Tribulations.
But his illegitimate child, Lao Tzu, had cultivated the Three Tribulations without having possessions, and killed all his brothers of the same generation.
Under the absolute disadvantage, he obtained the throne of Dayong and took control of the sacred mountain of fighting law.
Cut off the distracting thoughts, Mo Yin stretched out his hand, and the world responded.
This Taoist seed is shaped like a goose egg, but it is tall and low, with fine patterns on it, and there are if there are no arcs on it.
Exudes a dangerous atmosphere.
Reaching out his hand to stroke this Dao Soldier Seed, Mo Yin was extremely cautious in his heart.
Compared with the many Dao soldiers that he has already refined, he pays more attention to the Samsara Dao soldiers, but this is not only because of Yan Changsha’s amazing performance.
It was even more because of the Taoist who claimed to be the spirit of the ‘Sandpan of the Evolving World’.
In his own inner world, he knew everything, but he couldn’t notice the slightest breath of the Taoist at all, as if he had never existed before.
Just like the previous mana pouring, Mo Yin was only a habitual attempt, but a cracking sound made him raise his eyebrows involuntarily, and his heart was joyful.
Sure enough, after he speeded up the mana pouring, but a few moments, the seed of Dao soldiers was already densely covered with cracks.
With one hand, the ‘egg shell’ was broken with a hammer.
It was a young man with a length of seven feet and full of silver hair. He seemed to be in a daze and didn’t know where he was, but the aura in his body was slowly increasing.
Of course, the refining of Dao Soldiers does not start from scratch, but is suitable for the cultivation base of the Lord of Cave Sky at this time.
In other words, if you can’t do it, you can do it. Once you do it, the Taoist soldier’s cultivation base is lower than his own, but it will be one or two calamities if it is not good, and even the three calamities are not impossible!
Mo Yinzheng was carefully studying the break of the ‘Samsara Dao Soldier’, his heart suddenly moved, and when he looked up, his pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw the four poles of the sky, and the endless thunder spirit was swallowed by that thunder pond at a speed that shocked him.
Then, the thunder pool began to shrink and collapse.
It seemed only a few moments before and after, the thunder pond that collapsed to the point of being barely visible to the naked eye collided again, as big as a star.
Then, in Mo Yin’s shocked gaze, the ‘Seeds of Dao Soldier’ fell from the sky, endless like rain.
The refining of Taoist soldiers is not easy. Behind any Taoist soldiers are resources like mountains and oceans.
With his accumulation over the years, he can only produce three or five Taoist soldiers in reincarnation. At this time, this kind of Taoist soldiers is like rain.
More than a hundred thousand?
One by one Dao soldiers pulled Dao Dao Lei Lightning Snake from the sky, smashing in all directions, and immediately, it was the sound of cracking and tearing one after another.
After digesting the information that appeared out of thin air in his mind and the body full of explosive power, Jing Xiaolou looked back at the surroundings.
The spirit of thunder dancing horizontally and horizontally fills the world, making it like the kingdom of thunder gods.
Jing Xiaolou muttered to himself, unable to calm down for a while.
He hasn’t really stepped out of Profound Star yet, but where did he think that he could actually come to other worlds?
Feeling the’extraordinary particles’ flooding the world, Jing Xiaolou’s heart jumped uncontrollably.
Compared to the mysterious star with thin particles, this place is simply a paradise for making Chishi!
He is very suspicious that even a pig can be psychic in such a world, right?
Mo Yin, who was shocked by the rain-like thunder egg, didn’t recover until a long time.
Just glanced at the Jing Xiaolou that broke out of the shell, thinking about the place where the breath that had disappeared for a hundred years was gone.
Naturally, the only person who can make such a big noise in the inner world and can hide it from oneself is naturally the only one.
Close to the horizon.
Mo Yin only felt that the streamer in front of him changed, and in the next moment, he already saw the Taoist man who was lying on the top of the heavy cloud and palmed the torment pond.
For some reason, the moment I saw the Taoist, UU read www.uukanshu. Commo calmed down somehow because of his agitated heart.
Negative distracting thoughts such as worry, anxiety, fear, anxiety, etc., have all disappeared.
He was surprised, and he felt more and more unusual for his ‘tool spirit’…
“Do you want to be the emperor?”
An Qi’s hand in Torre Chi, looked at Mo Yin, his deeds over the years are naturally vivid.
Although a hundred years is a snap, the little fat man of that year has matured too much and changed too much, without the immature ignorance of the year, and a bit more deep and decisive.
But I can’t help but sigh in my heart, the variables are variables after all.
A hundred years ago, he let this little fat man worship Xuanduzong, just trying to take him out of the endless continent where the wind and clouds gather.
The dragon enters the sea and the tiger enters the mountains and forests.
However, when the worlds came, he had seen too many people and things, and naturally he would not be touched easily. It was nothing for a while, and it was nothing.
“I didn’t bother to do this Emperor Raoshi. But they forced me so much, but I couldn’t do it!”
Mo Yin raised his eyebrows, there was light and anger in his eyes:
“Not only does it need to be done, but it is also ten times better than Mo Tianqing!”
“That’s up to you.”
An Qisheng didn’t care much at all, the moment Moyin spoke, his heart suddenly moved.
The Tao Yitu hidden deep in his soul suddenly changed!
More than a hundred years ago, the first deduction of Mo Yin with Dao Yi magical power was fruitless, but he did not give up. In these years, Dao Yi Tu’s deduction has not stopped for a moment.
At this time, it seems there is something to gain?
As soon as his thoughts moved, he caught the flashing words on the mottled and desolate picture scroll.
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