Heavenly Dao Formula

Somewhere deep underground.

A group of gray and black mist gradually condensed and formed on the throne until it turned into the appearance of King Yong.

"...It seems that the body is completely finished." He stretched out his hand to touch his face, and said with a little regret. Although evil infection is convenient, most people can only become puppets. If you want a container that can hold your soul at any time, you need a high degree of compatibility between your mind and your will. Such a useful body like Fei Nian cannot be encountered anytime and anywhere.

Fortunately, the next container has been found.

Moreover, this person is still working in the Privy Council of Xu State, which makes it easier for him to implement the next plan.

"Qiguo... Ning Qianshi..."

When King Yong pronounced this name, his expression was a bit gloomy.

The opportunity to break the prison cage was right in front of him, but he didn't expect that he would be pecked in the eye by a weak alchemist who didn't even count as a green sword.

This person's body has long been infected, as long as the curse is issued, he will die soon - this is the price of betrayal, but it still cannot eliminate the hatred in King Yong's heart.

In his view, death is cheap for the other party.

If he has the ability to capture the soul of Ning Qianshi, he must let him taste what the king's wrath is!

And Xia Fan from Jinxia City.

And the Black Gate Sect active in the southwest...

Why are there so many ignorant people in Qiguo who hinder his plan?

That being the case, there would be no place for them in the newborn world. Moreover, he will definitely make these people understand the fate of fighting against him.

Especially Xia Fan.

He could see that this person was different from Ning Qianshi. He had too many worries in the secular world and was easily influenced by the outside world.

It is such people that the evil infection is most suitable for dealing with.

The trust of outsiders supports him, but it can also easily destroy him.

Thinking of the appearance of making him kneel down and beg for mercy by manipulating and torturing the people around him in the future, King Yong's unhappiness was relieved a bit. He stood up from the throne with a sneer and came to the edge of the cave cliff.

It can be vaguely seen here that there is a round sphere under the abyss. Its surface is as smooth as mercury. Even if it is buried deep in the dark ground, it can still reflect the light of the torch flickering on the top of the cliff.

That is exactly the "heavenly court" that Qixing wants to obtain by all means.

It is also the real cemetery of King Yong.

The envoy of the Seven Stars never imagined that he was hiding underground in the capital of Yongchao. Those mausoleums that are under construction are just a cover-up set up by him. In fact, he has never left the center of the dynasty in the past hundred years.

The "ruler" entrenched in Yongding City is just a group of hozen, he is the real king of the capital!

"Of course, this will also become your real graveyard."

Suddenly, a voice suddenly entered his mind.

King Yong's expression suddenly changed!

Without turning his head back, he turned into smoke and wanted to escape from this place, but he didn't expect that the spirit-transforming body that had always been useful in the past didn't respond. The ruins station hundreds of miles away.

What means?

It can actually block his actions! ?

King Yong looked back in horror, only to see a white stone door drilled out from below, slowly appearing in front of him. Then the door opened, and the blooming light instantly illuminated the entire cave——

A woman in white came out of the door.

She was covered in white gauze, her feet were bare, and her outline was so bright that it was difficult to look directly at her, as if she herself was the light, and she had an indescribable sense of majesty.

In an instant, King Yong understood everything.

He has seen this person.

But he knows that the woman in front of him is just a container, just like Fei Nian is not Fei Nian.

At this moment, she is "the Way of Heaven".

"I can create you, so I can naturally find you." Tiandao seemed to read his thoughts, "Your mission has been completed, and then let the stage be handed over to the next generation."

"You created me? Stop talking nonsense!" King Yong said with his eyes wide open, "The one who gave birth to me is my parents, not some shit!"

"But you are a listener." The other party's tone was calm, "If you hadn't been selected as a listener, you would not have been able to achieve such a great career. Originally relying on your ability to listen, you can go to a higher level and leave behind It is not difficult to be famous in history. It is a pity...you have crossed the line."

"If you don't cross the line... Do you honestly want to be your slave in this prison!" King Yong clenched his fists, "I just did something that any king would do!"

There is a big misunderstanding in this world.

That is, everyone is pursuing the way of heaven, as if the dragon sees its head but does not see its end, like a hidden world.

But in fact, the degree of interference of the Dao of Heaven in the world is far deeper than people imagine.

All listeners are pawns chosen by Heavenly Dao. Those unfathomable knowledge, secrets, spells... all come from the whispers of heaven.

He is so, so is Luo Qingqing.

The endless stream of listeners during the Yong Dynasty were all rewards from the Gate of Heaven.

They either become famous magi, or become kings who rule the world, because the advantage of listeners over ordinary people who are sensitive is so great that it is difficult not to become a master. This has also led to everyone yearning for an opportunity to awaken, hoping to glimpse the way of heaven one day, but they have never thought that if the superiors of a group are controlled by the hands behind the scenes, then what is the difference between this group and the raised livestock ?

If you haven't seen real freedom, that's all.

The problem is that he caught a glimpse of the real world by chance, and at that moment his desire to get rid of control can no longer be restrained.

The Black Gate is the only way to freedom.

"Slave?" The woman said lightly, "You are wrong. Only in your so-called cage can a person live as a human being. Once out of this cage, a person can no longer be considered a human being. The purpose of the listener's existence is to protect order , I had high expectations for you, but you want to destroy this barrier for your own selfish desires, which really disappoints me. The end result of doing so is that everyone will be buried with you."

King Yong scoffed at this statement.

It is true that many people will die, maybe even one out of ten, but even if only one or two people survive, that means infinite possibilities. And in this cage, you will never be able to see the real starry sky for a lifetime, and you will never be able to escape from reincarnation.

How to choose is self-evident.

He and Tiandao are destined to be opposites, trying to convince each other by words is just a waste of words.

King Yong put his hand into his chest, and when he pulled it out again, there was a huge burning sword in his hand—and the fire on this sword was darker than the night.

The woman also opened her hands, and the golden dragon scales bloomed into a pair of wings behind her back.

There is no doubt that there will only be one winner in this battle.

But he believes that he is definitely not the only one who wants to join the black gate. This is the case with the human race, and they will never be willing to be imprisoned under a false starry sky. Even if his great career collapses and he dies here, there will definitely be a successor who will stand up and destroy the way of heaven from the foundation.

King Yong raised his sword and charged towards the sky full of golden light.

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end of volume seven