The First Cause of All Realms

How terrifying can a human voice be?

It was just a calm and quiet sentence, and the wind, the undisturbed air explosion, and even the slight noise inside and outside the city had all disappeared.

The will is so tyrannical that it seems to be substantive. It is like a mountain, pressing down on everyone's heart.

The great masters who are as strong as Lin Daoren, Han Fengfu, and Fang Yulong all feel their hearts sink, and even their thoughts seem to have slowed down.

Yang Prison, who was the first to bear the brunt, went dark for a moment, and the goshawk who got up from his seat screamed and almost fell into the air.

Frightened, he flapped his wings and rose more than ten feet.

Yang Yu's eyes were condensed, his brows were hot, and the shallow crisis lingering in his heart turned into a dark frenzy at this moment, and kept surging.

This kind of feeling, every time he is about to step out of the Northwest Road City in the past year, will sweep over.

"Nie Longtian!"

Under the great crisis, Yang Yu felt that his mind was clearer, more sensitive and lively than usual.

Surprised but not confused.

There is no fear, because at this moment, when he leaves the city, he already has a vision...

boom!

The big palms squeezed together like a fan, and there was a muffled sound like thunder, along with light spots and iron mud squeezed out from between its five fingers.

"The best archery, the best bow, I have to say, you do have the capital of arrogance, and it is not wrong to fail in your dreams..."

The man who was nine feet tall suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The not-so-luxurious clothes were casually covered on top of the lean and powerful body, rubbing the iron slurry with his hands, and there was contempt and domineering between his brows.

No one saw how he appeared, as if he had stood there a long time ago, longer than this city.

This is, the unity of heaven and man!

Wu Sheng…

"Nie Longtian!"

As the name was revealed from Lin Daoren's mouth, everything that seemed to be stagnant suddenly reappeared. The strong wind accompanied by the heavy snow was blowing bone-chilling cold.

"Wu Sheng..."

There are masters with sour teeth and trembling, retreating without a trace, and then retreating.

Any Martial Saint is an unparalleled hero who ranks among the top in the world. Even if this achievement is not long, it is definitely not an existence that anyone can despise.

Chu Tianyi completely extinguished the idea of ​​​​making a move, and silently took a few steps back, looking for a place with a wider line of sight, ready to watch the battle.

At this moment, his mind became active, and faintly, he seemed to sense the opportunity to regain his sword heart, but he also had hidden worries.

In front of this Nie Wusheng, if he can be killed by shock, everything will be solved.

However, if that Yang Prison can escape today.

That…

"Master Nie..."

Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong saluted.

"Lin Daoist."

Ignoring the salute of the two subordinates, and after a pause in the air, Nie Longtian's gaze fell on Lin Daoren outside the city gate:

"A certain family still remembers that thirty years ago, the late emperor once passed on the Jade Dragon Temple and wanted to accept you as a guest, but unfortunately, you refused..."

Nie Longtian had a faint emotion.

Thirty years ago, Daoist Lin had a much bigger reputation than himself, even if he had been promoted to the Grand Master much longer than him.

pity…

"Why, thank me?"

Wiping away the blood on his face, Lin Daoren sneered back:

"If Pindao was willing to be a guest of the imperial court back then, that pot of Yuan Dadan might not be your turn!"

"That's true."

Nie Longtian was not angry, but nodded:

"You are a lot younger than me, and you have the fruit of Taoism. If you really become a guest minister, your status will be higher than that of me back then.

Infuriated for a while, but this talent was wasted in vain, what a pity, what a pity..."

He admitted it casually, and there was no ridicule in his eyes, only a touch of pity.

Just like he was in those days, the great masters who have been trapped in front of the Martial Saint Gate have not been known for four hundred years, and even now, they are by no means rare.

For the sake of the Dao and the final step, there are many people who have been stuck for a hundred years, and even cannot advance an inch until they grow old and die.

Therefore, looking at Lin Daoren in front of him, he felt a real pity in his heart.

Thirty years have passed, except for a few people, almost no one in the world remembers how amazing the Lin Daoist was back then.

"Unfortunately? Haha, hahaha!"

Lin Daoren almost burst into tears: "It's ridiculous, how ridiculous..."

"What's so ridiculous? He recruited you because he felt he owed something..."

Nie Longtian has a faint pity in his eyes:

"The one who is the co-owner of the ten billions of Li people, the supreme being in the world, even if he did something wrong, is it possible that he has to apologize to you?"

"Apologize, what's enough?"

Lin Daoren gritted his teeth, and blood splattered from the seven orifices:

"If I don't die, I will whip his corpse, smash his bones, and burn his soul!"

"Impossible!"

Hearing this, Nie Longtian frowned slightly, but Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong's expressions suddenly changed.

With such outrageous remarks, if they don't act, they will be guilty of going back to Beijing!

boom!

The two stepped forward one after another, as if they were about to make a move, but before they could step out of the city gate, they felt a chill in their hearts, and they stopped their steps.

In the sky, Qianlong opened again, and Yang Yu responded coldly:

"Yang is here too, what's the point of playing these ghost tricks?"

The direction of the longbow was the two divine arrests, but these words were addressed to the martial sage Nie Longtian.

"Indeed, it doesn't make any sense..."

Nie Longtian held his chin and watched with interest.

However, after seeing Yang Yu think for a while, he threw the Tai Sui Pearl back to Lin Daoren:

"Senior take a step first, I'll come later..."

"Come later?"

Nie Longtian laughed, and before the laughter fell, it turned into a very high-pitched dragon roar resounding.

"What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy of saving people from this uncle..."

boom!

The thunderous roar, accompanied by terrifying blood, manifested between the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were completely white, and the inside and outside of the city walls were white, but this was not the whiteness of the wind and snow, but the intense light and heat!

The wind and snow dissipated in an instant, turned into a pouring rain, and turned into a cloud of smoke.

In the midst of such an earth-shattering change, Nie Longtian made a bold move, raised his arm, and between palms, the situation changed.

"Today, you are all going to die!"

The mighty palm force at the moment when the dragon's roar burst out, it turned into a colorless but tangible dragon, complete with scales and armor, and hair and beard!

overbearing!

fear!

Thriller!

This is still martial arts, but in the eyes of everyone present, this is already a magical power!

"The power of the Martial Saint!"

Seeing this palm, everyone's heart trembled.

The three elements are united, the true energy of the great master can be preserved in the world, well preserved and even last forever.

However, the will of the Martial Saint can even be passed down for thousands of years!

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, that mighty palm force is no longer a palm force, but more like a dragon king in mythology, roaring, roaring, and destroying the enemy!

Martial sage cannot fly to the sky, but his will is in harmony with the heavens and the earth, but in an instant, he can send a hundred feet and be shocked by ten miles!

Boom!

This scene is terrifying.

Yang Yu looked down from the sky, and saw a mushroom cloud as large as a hundred meters bursting out of the city. In the bright light, a real dragon raised its head into the cloud, connecting the heaven and the earth.

With extreme domineering and vicious momentum, he rushed to the sky!

This is blood qi, true qi, true qi, and the will of martial arts that has been condensed to the extreme.

On the tenth rank, the Dragon Subduing Divine Palm!

"Wow!"

The goshawk whimpered, as if it was hit by a heavy hammer, and in a trance, it was about to fall down, terrified, but seemed unable to balance its body.

This palm agitated the air currents in all directions, making it impossible for any bird to fly in the air.

"Such power..."

Watching from a distance is enough to make ten thousand people lose their voices, and Yang Prison, who bears the brunt, is suffering an indescribably huge impact.

Different from Henry Zhang in the Liuji Mountain fantasy.

The King Zhao of the West Palace, with his power and will, is the 200,000-strong elite vanguard army of Dali!

As for Nie Longtian in front of him, his intentions, his intentions, and his will, he was the only one!

boom!

Nie Longtian's actions were ruthless and resolute.

And as he made his move, in the far-off snowstorm, there was another cry, and hundreds of thousands of eagles fluttered their wings.

It was densely packed, gathering towards the center like a dark cloud, and in the midst of a loud noise, one after another was pulled,

God Arm Crossbow!

A shot is a lore!

The overwhelming arrows covered all the space where the goshawk could move around. If you wanted to avoid it, you could only…

"Land!"

With a single step, Yang Yu showed no mercy, and with just one click, he stepped on the goshawk and fell to the ground.

And he himself, accompanied by the wild eagle's mad escape, stepped out one step at a time and flew down in the eyes of one after another in astonishment.

In the surging wind, snow, and air currents, with the help of the interweaving of the elemental magnetism, the blessing of the Qi field of the four sides of the Minghe, outrageously shot!

Facing the might of the Martial Saint!

dong dong dong~

Like a drum of war, a violent muffled sound came out from the body.

Blood Qi, True Astral, True Qi!

Without any reservations, Yang Prison burned everything in an instant, the hot blood dyed his skin red, and it burned like a flame.

"Fate!"

While thinking about it, in the cauldron of gluttony, the purple gold gourd, which was already ready to go, had already spit out all the lives accumulated over the years, except for some extremely precious ones.

combustion,

combustion!

Under the burning of the massive number of lives, Yang Prison only felt that he was expanding and constantly expanding.

There seemed to be volcanoes burning within the body, and the scalding torrent swept through the limbs and bones, pushing and awakening the ten dragons and ten elephants hidden deep within the body.

hold head high!

Roar!

At this moment, Yang Yu felt that he was about to split open, and the surging power seemed to have turned into a ten-headed dragon elephant and was about to break away from his body.

Without any hesitation, Yang Yu shot out brazenly, his arms stretched out, sweeping through the air current, urging that majestic power to his heart's content.

After more than a year of precipitation, Yang Prison has completely digested what he had gained. Regardless of his true qi, physique, martial arts, and state, he has reached an unprecedented peak.

And at this moment, do everything you can!

Yuan Zhenzheng, Yuanci real body, Baquan, Shenquan, old mother splitting mountains, Buddha throwing elephant...

And, it will rarely cooperate with him, the Seven Star Longyuan Sword!

boom!

His arms fell one after another, as if the yin and yang alternated, the sun and the moon surveyed the sky, and its momentum was so great that it was Nie Longtian, whose expression couldn't help but move.

"Such strong luck? No, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is a supernatural power? No, is it the fruit of the Tao? Or..."

Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind, but Nie Longtian's actions, without any hesitation, with the blessing of his will, passed through the air.

Whatever you do, kill it!

Boom!

Saying it's late is actually very fast.

Lin Daoren outside the city was still holding the ink-colored black beads in his palms and was stunned. Above the sky, there were already clouds blasting.

The terrifying ripples spread like concentric circles layer by layer, setting off wave after wave of air shock waves, blowing over the city, as if the house was about to fly!

"go!"

The moment the earth-shattering collision resounded, Lu Qingting, disguised and masked, suddenly appeared, grabbing Lin Daoren's arm before Han Fengfu and Fang Yulong came.

Swish!

In less than an instant, the person has disappeared in place.

"not good!"

Han Fengfu's complexion changed greatly.

"The power of the Martial Saint is indeed extraordinary, but..."

In the raging wind, Yang Prison's voice echoed, painful but hearty.

In one collision, blood was seeping from his seven orifices and the pores all over his body, and even though 70% of the force of the primordial magnetic aura was removed, he was still injured by the shock.

And this is still the state of the unity of heaven and man that the Qixing Longyuanjian cut through Nie Longtian.

but…

"Today, you can't kill anyone!"

boom!

There was also a roar in the city.

The huge long street was smashed by Nie Longtian with one foot, and the terrifying cracks spread layer by layer behind him. Dozens of houses along the street collapsed, as if he had encountered an earth dragon and turned over.

Thick gunpowder smoke spread out from his body, and after that, his face was condensed like water:

"Five ghosts carry..."

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Good night everyone... I can't use familiar fingers, the coding speed is greatly reduced, and the two shifts are written at four o'clock, I am really stunned...