The First Cause of All Realms

"Yang Prison!!!"

Behind him, there was a roar, and Li Dao's popularity was fading.

On the long street, Yang Prison shook his head slightly, but he didn't care much, just glanced at the white light that appeared in the purple gold gourd,

I have a clear mind:

"Sure enough, the number of people's lives is also different from far and near. The more it fits the fate, the more difficult it is to shake. On the contrary, it will be much easier..."

Unlike martial arts, which has the guidance of predecessors and the cultivation of supernatural powers, Yang Prison cannot find any books, because the cultivation of any supernatural power is not the same.

Therefore, over the years, Yang Prison has been groping on his own.

Forging the body needs to cultivate the power of earth and stone to a very high level, and to shake the earth, it needs to constantly fight with people.

Tongyou requires constant contact, change, and control of more lives.

"I don't know if I can succeed..."

In his heart, Yang Yu was looking forward to it.

As the tide rises, the sky gets closer, and more and more Dao Fruits are born, the reason why supernatural masters are still rare.

But it is because the pre-recognized threshold of the Taoist sect is extremely difficult to meet...

If the fate is changed this time, the **** dog can really recognize the 'white-haired dog' Daoguo, and this is not just as simple as he has an extra 'demon dog'.

It also means that he can create masters of supernatural powers in batches in the future!

huh~

A little air dissipated, and the afterglow followed, looking at the Liuhe Building, with a solemn expression:

"This breath..."

"This person is from the Seven Kills Shrine Li Daoist. His life is not long, and he has asked me again. I don't need to pay attention for the time being."

Yang prison converges his mind.

Li Daoren's martial arts are not inferior to Li Baihu's, but he has no supernatural powers, and secondly, he has rarely fought with others. If he really fights, it is not a big threat to him.

"Ren Li..."

Yu Jing frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he remembered that there seems to be such a number one person in the rivers and lakes, but this old guy became famous more than 120 years ago.

Still alive? !

"This person is proficient in the horizontal training of Buddhism and Taoism, and has an incredible skill in light art. He has almost never fought against anyone, so he has a long life..."

Yang Prison explained.

The lifespan of blood-changing warriors is not necessarily longer than that of ordinary people, and in a sense, it is even shorter than ordinary people.

The human body is a consumable item. As long as it is alive, it will be worn out all the time, not to mention the intense martial arts training for decades.

Even if there are all kinds of medicinal herbs tonic, there are only a few people who live more than 200 years in the past.

And most of them are masters of Buddhism and Taoism.

These Daoists are highly skilled and Buddhist, they live in the mountains, they practice meditation, and they rarely fight with others, so they naturally live a long life.

As for ordinary people...

Even if you can withstand natural disasters, man-made disasters, and all kinds of diseases, it is inevitable that you will be hindered by the short-lived trivial matters in your parents, and you will work hard, and your life will be short-lived.

"Three Jiazi old monsters..."

Yu Jing still had some fears in his heart.

The qi and blood furnace is a major level of martial arts. Before this level, even if the talent was unique, the qi and blood would decrease with age, and if the furnace was 10%, it would be stable.

Therefore, a great master who has survived three Jiazi, even if the talent is average, the accumulation of long time should not be underestimated.

Not to mention the great masters, how many of them have mediocre aptitudes?

"If you live for a long time, you won't be able to fight. If he messes up, I will deal with it. It's just right, after a year of rest, my muscles and bones are a little itchy..."

Yu Guang glanced at Liuhelou, and Yang prison slowly left the long street.

Yu Jing frowned slightly, but followed suit, reporting to him the major events that happened in the Northwest Road these days.

In the past year, the Northwest Road has been turbulent.

Not only the local martial arts sect that closed the mountain to avoid the war, but also experts from nearby Daozhou, and even experts from Sirius and Dali Dynasty appeared.

With so many masters gathered together, even if there is no reason, it is very likely that conflicts will break out, let alone having Tai Sui before?

So much so that in the past year, the number of masters who died in the Northwest Road was far more than in the wars over the past ten years.

There is even a great master who fell to the barren mountains.

"That old demon is only afraid of hiding evil intentions. If it is rumored that a piece of minced meat from Tai Sui is comparable to a high-quality spiritual elixir, this news will definitely not spread."

Yu Jing's expression is solemn:

"The day before yesterday, the great elder of the Diancangjian Sect died in the deserted suburbs of the state. He is the second great master to die since last year..."

Speaking of this, his expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but glance at Yang Yu:

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that he died under the 'tyrant fist'..."

"Death to Tyrant Boxing?"

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, and noticed that his eyes were wrong:

"What else?"

"He was beaten to death by heavy means, and his head was pressed into his chest..."

Yu Jing looked strange.

If he hadn't known that Yang Prison hadn't left within a hundred miles of the Northwest Road City for a year, he would have almost thought that the one in front of him would have done it.

There are very few great masters in this world who are good at tyrannical boxing.

Moreover, there is no shortage of similar methods for this shot in front of me...

Looking back on it, Yang Prison was a little dumbfounded:

"You wouldn't suspect it was me, would you?"

"Similar to rumors, there is a lot of clamor."

Yu Jing waved his hand, of course he would not doubt Yang Yu, but:

"I suspect that the continuous fighting in the past years has something to do with the old demon of Montenegro! In recent years, disasters outside the Great Wall have been severely affected. It is said that millions of people died of freezing in the cold winter last year!"

"It's very likely that they will commit an offence!"

The battle between countries is far more than just on the battlefield. In fact, the killing and wounding of experts in their territory is also an important part of the previous wars between countries.

"That old demon must have another purpose..."

Yang Yu nodded, just as he was about to speak, his heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes lit up.

hum~

In an instant, Yang Yu's eyes penetrated the long street, the wind and snow, the city walls, the human body...

Under the eyes of the sky, everything is invisible and unstoppable.

A hundred feet, ten miles, a hundred miles...

In the blink of an eye, Yang Prison had already seen a hundred miles away.

In the midst of the wind and snow, a man came on a horse, his speed was extremely fast, and his expression was anxious.

And this person is,

"Zhao Kun?"

Yang prison frowned slightly.

The day after confirming that Daoist Mantra was fine, Daoist Lin took Zhao Kun and left, and there has been no news for more than a year...

This is?

...

...

escape!

escape!

escape!

The cold wind is blowing, the snow is flying, and the ferocity of the mid-winter is vividly displayed when the horses are galloping.

Hou Yang's long hair was frozen by the cold, but Zhao Kun's forehead and back kept oozing cold sweat.

"Uncle Master..."

Zhao Kun gritted his teeth tightly, he rode the horse with one hand, and covered his chest with one hand and couldn't stop squirming, a black package like a living thing.

boom!

The huge muffled sound could not be echoed in the snow.

A few miles behind Zhao Kun, a group of people ran wildly on horses. The group of people had swords and swords in their hands, and they were all seated on top-quality dragon horses, which were extremely fast.

If it weren't for Zhao Kun's horses, which were carefully selected from the Northwest Road Ranch, they would have been caught up at this moment.

However, the one who runs ahead of everyone and chases the most fiercely is not a dragon and a horse, but a person!

It was a tall and burly man with a long beard, his whole body was covered in blood, and he strode like a tiger going down a mountain. He was extremely fierce.

His speed far surpassed that of a dragon and horse. Under the impetus of qi and blood, every step he stepped on would make an explosion like a thunderbolt, and the snow and gravel would explode under his feet.

The wasteland swept past him at high speed, and the dust and sand were entangled with each other behind him, like a dragon in the wind and snow, roaring and rushing to kill.

A few miles away, Zhao Kun just felt like a light on his back.

"Old bastard, hand over your things and keep your whole body!"

Roar like thunder, resounding through the snow field.

Zhao Kun didn't say a word, desperately urging the horsepower, the long horse's mouth was full of white foam.

"Leave Tai Sui and spare you not to die!"

"Hurry up and stop, otherwise, once we catch up with you, you will be smashed to pieces!"

"stay!"

Seeing the city in the distance looming, the roars of horses' hooves behind him could not be suppressed.

boom!

In the huge muffled sound, the scorching blood boiled, and the big man's extremely fast speed suddenly skyrocketed.

The turbulent blood flowed out of the body and made the sound of water flow. If someone got a little closer, you could even see the dense blood beads overflowing from his body surface.

"court death!"

In the roar, the big man suddenly stretched out his hand, took the long spear thrown by the person behind him, and threw it with all his strength when his blood was raging!

boom!

The sound of gas explosion resounded through the wasteland and the snowy sky.

This time, 70% of the majestic blood energy of the big man was gone, and the long spear became hot as if it was being simmered.

"not good!"

Zhao Kun's heart was beating wildly, and he rushed the horse to avoid it without thinking.

boom!

The dragon horse landed heavily, splashing a large amount of snow.

And the long spear just happened to pass by, and with a bang, it flew away far away.

"Hahaha!"

There was a sound of laughter from behind.

Falling into the snow, Zhao Kun, who was originally cold in his heart, suddenly stopped turning over and trying to escape.

"Brothers, tear up this old asshole!"

With one throw, the big man was exhausted, and many knights had already surpassed him, chasing towards Zhao Kun, who had fallen from the horse.

"Sorry!"

The shrill neighing sound of the horses suddenly sounded, and the group of horses that were chasing at extreme speed, like insects frozen by the wind and snow, froze in place.

"Ok?!"

The big man was startled at first, and then his pupils contracted violently.

In the sound of all the miserable howls falling to the ground, he only felt that his hair was standing upright, like a dense body of iron broad beans.

His throat twitched and his spine went cold.

I saw above the wasteland, before the crowd, I don't know when there was a figure dressed in white.

He is not tall~www.readwn.com~ has no sword in his body, just standing with empty hands, but in the eyes of him, the others, and even many dragons and horses.

It is like a mountain of gods standing in front of the sky, blocking all directions and possibilities.

So much so that the dragon horse came to an end and fell tragically to the ground.

"Is this Tai Sui?"

Glancing at the trembling warriors, Yang Yu opened the black package.

Under the snow light, this large group of wriggling flesh and blood exudes colorful and magnificent rays of light.

However, at this moment, no one dared to take a second look.

"It's disgusting..."

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I went out for a meal, a little late, and continued to code...

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