The First Cause of All Realms

Vol 2 Chapter 861: In 20 years, who can resist? (superior))

Lu Shen! The wind and rain on the battlefield suddenly changed, and Yang Yu seemed to be unaware, but the moment Lu Chen's breath appeared, his eyebrows and eyes were suddenly half-opened as if they were scorched by fire! boom! The air exploded like waves, overlapping and overlapping. Almost in an instant, Yang Prison swooped down from a height of more than a thousand feet, his Yuan magnetic vibrated, pushed himself backwards, and fell heavily at a speed that surpassed the world! This time, he burst into a rage, and his momentum was so great that it instantly overwhelmed the entire battlefield, and more than ten thousand cavalry roared. At this moment, everyone raised their heads involuntarily. Above the snowy sky, the golden light runs through it, like a shooting star penetrating the sun, pulling a gas bursting tail flame that is several tens of meters long, and it seems to divide the endless snowy sky into two! Just like the legendary gods descended to earth, slaughtering evil spirits! Yang prison, you are still here! In the void, there seemed to be waves surging, and no one knew where the sound came from, but it just appeared in everyone's ears and hearts so suddenly and naturally. This is? Wang Muzhi's eyes narrowed. At this moment, he only felt that his heart was shrouded in a layer of shadow, this breath, this kind of moisturizing voice fluctuated. Why is it so like... With a flash of thought, Wang Muzhi looked at Yang Prison, who had descended from the sky... The Four Signs of Heaven's Will! Within the red golden light, Yang Yu's eyes were cold, and he recognized the sudden aura. That Lu Chen is actually the one who has cultivated the Four Signs of Heaven's Will to the 12th Rank that he, a meritorious creator, has yet to reach! Since you want to find me so much, then I'll let you meet...Om! In the midst of nothingness, Jin let out a very strange and loud voice. That voice was like a dragon like a snake, like a bird like a phoenix, like a turtle like a turtle, like an elephant like a rhinoceros... As the sound waves echoed, in front of his eyes, it seemed that there were a person, a hundred people, a thousand people...the lives of countless people passing by. Birth, old age, sickness, death... This palm is called, the Four Signs of Heaven's Will... The void is vibrating violently, and with the spread of ripples, a crystal full of crystals seems to contain all the changes in the world. Extremely far away, slowly photographed, coming here: What do you think! Boom! Palm out, the situation moves. Extreme violence and endless peace burst into the world at the same time. This palm is like the rain in spring, the thunder in summer, the wind in autumn, the snow in winter... It is also like the full moon and the lack of the moon, the vegetation grows and withers, the four seasons rotate, and the hair grows and collects... It is really like, the will of heaven flows, and the annihilation is everywhere. The power! Its meaning is tyrannical, not to mention the many elites of the Scarlet Blood Army on the battlefield, even Qin Lihu, Wang Muzhi and others, also feel a little swaying in their hearts, as if their souls are overwhelmed by it. This is the ultimate martial arts in the world. Do you only know how to pick people's teeth? The sound of a sneer that suddenly exploded awakened the crowd from their trance, and immediately before their eyes, they were flooded with red-golden rays of light! Blood energy, true astral, electric mansions, true energy... and the mighty power of ten dragons and ten elephants, which is so majestic to the limit of the world, exploded with the utmost impetus of the Primordial Magnetic True Body Art! boom! The most brilliant rays of light filled the battlefield, occupying everyone's sight and perception. And between the echoes of its sound waves, the endless rays of light returned from the countercurrent, and between the tightly clenched fingers, they converged into a splendid, unsightly 'Golden Sun'. In one round, the 'Jinyang', which was more dazzling than the faint sun in the snowy sky, was held between five fingers, and then, like the giant hammer of the ancient king of gods smashing the boundless earth, he smashed towards the self-empty space. The palm of the four elephants protruding from it! Om~~~ Time seems to have slowed down at this moment. It was clearly a fist sent out at an extremely fast speed, but under everyone's attention, in an extremely slow and restrained way, it converged on the battlefield! Boom! During the silence of several breaths, everyone's horrified expressions remained on their faces, and it was like a loud sound of thousands of thunderstorms, and it broke out with a bang. escape! Qin Lihu's face trembled wildly, and at the same time as he shouted loudly, his vigorous infuriating qi propped up with Zhen Gang to protect one side. On the other side, thunder light burst out, and Wang Muzhi's figure flowed, turning into sixty-four, pushing his palms together, holding up a large piece of real astral. boom! The earth is moaning, the void is shaking, and the snow is breaking. Under the wind and snow, the earth as solid as iron and stone shattered, as if a gigantic dragon was violently turning over, and countless sand and sand were surging into the sky. Shizhang, Baizhang... One mile, ten miles! The terrifying ripples exploded in the air, and the wind and snow within a dozen miles were stirred up. Above the snowy sky, dark clouds rolled over, and it seemed that the celestial phenomena had changed! Just a collision. It was such an earth-shattering bang... After a collision, there seemed to be no more collisions in the boiling air waves, but the sound of muffled thunder still spread freely in all directions. The terrifying gust of wind blew out the iron-blooded aura on the battlefield, and also blew out the thick **** aura that seemed to be inseparable. Such power... Under the gust of wind, Qin Lihu's face was covered in mud, and his expression shook to the extreme. After he had cultivated the military situation to the highest level, he asked himself to lead thousands of cavalry with red blood, even if it was the legendary Martial Saint that could be suppressed! But at this moment, he only felt that his mind was trembling, looking at the boiling and turbulent sky, the hair all over his body stood up, and goose bumps appeared like iron broad beans. Boom! Like a heavy boxing drum, it exploded with a muffled sound, and in the midst of the fire, Yang Prison landed heavily, and the snow field with a radius of 100 zhang was sunk by him. With the terrifying blood qi dispersing, the billowing smoke and dust were pushed back to the surface. The Four Elephants Rotation, you used it well, but unfortunately, your aura can't support the word "God's Will"... The gust of wind that was rolling against the current blew the Xuanfu Hunter, Yang Yu closed his fists and stood upright, his eyes lowered, and he said coldly: Next, you Is it to display your own Great Sun Tathagata Palm? Or Ba Fist, Divine Fist, Tian Gang Fist, Sanyin Slaughtering Sword, or maybe Yang's Four Signs of Heaven's Will? The void after the layers of ripples spread is still the same, even if it is the collision of the two great peaks in the world, it will not be damaged in the slightest. The surging sand buried Li Chuang's corpse that had never closed his eyes, and his soul was sent by Yang Prison first, and received the Zijin Swallowing Evil Gourd. The will of God has been difficult to ask since ancient times. Lu did not understand it, and he really did not understand it, but, do you know what the will of God is? In the void, Lu Chen's voice was calm with a bit of admiration: However, with just this punch, you are no longer inferior to Henry Zhang of the past, but unfortunately, with this punch alone, you can't help yourself... Deep in the void , On the top of Dachan Mountain shrouded in hazy white mist, Lu Chen lowered his head and looked at the electric light lingering on his palm. He still hasn't learned the magic of Yuan Ci's true body... If you dare to show up, regardless of the outcome, Yang can still think highly of you. It's a pity that you call yourself Martial Ancestor, but you are so sneaky, and you are called the four supreme masters of ancient and modern times. Yang Prison couldn't remember how long it had been since he hated a person so much. Not hatred, but disgust! In his life, he has seen too many warriors, some are unscrupulous, do evil, do all evil, some are powerful, heroic and domineering, and some are cautious and retreat when they see danger. But no matter what kind of martial artist or his position, he has never had such a strong disgust! This disgust even surpassed that of Nie Wendong back then! It seems that you really hate me to the bone, and you have used such a clumsy aggression. Do you just want to see Lu? In the void, Lu Chen sighed with a smile: Unfortunately, if Lu Mouruo can't even break through this honor and disgrace, how can he live to this day? The ebb and flow of the tide for three thousand years, countless days and nights, countless struggles, and countless deaths from the sky... You won't understand... the trick? Yang prison almost laughed angrily. It seems that after the Battle of Dayan Mountain, you really thought you were invincible in the world... Lu Chen's voice became indifferent: If you want to kill me, Lu will give you this opportunity... woo~ The invisible air spreads, Yang prison presses the knife Standing, the eyes of the sky swept around, the void was calm, without the slightest waves and traces. But the voice still reverberated in the snowy sky: Lu Mou's meritorious deeds have not yet been completed, and your funeral has not yet been explained... In this way, twenty years! Twenty years later, on the day Fangcun Mountain reopens, I will wait on the top of the mountain for your divine will! The voice fell, the breath was gone. Even though Yang Yu's concentration was at the extreme, only by virtue of the collision between the two, he was able to capture a wisp of qi that seemed to be absent... Twenty years... Holding that wisp of qi that seemed to be absent in his left hand, Yang Prison's expression was indifferent, and he subconsciously took out the nail-headed arrow book spell obtained from Dayan Mountain... With this ray of energy as the basis, he could also learn from the old witch and set up a high platform somewhere. It's just that Lu Chen's whereabouts are indistinct, everywhere, and it seems that he can appear at any time, but it may not be able to tolerate him day and night, even for seven years... Wangye... At this time, Qin Lihu, who looked a little embarrassed, staggered away. Recently, his expression was awe-inspiring with a bit of awe: Li Chuang was killed, how should the soldiers and civilians under his command be dealt with? At the same time, he presented the blood knife he had picked up from the chaotic army. What do you think? After taking the blood knife and playing with it a few times, Yang Yu asked back. Wu Qu answered the order, and his life was extremely precious. If it was said that if he hadn't made his move, whoever would have taken the world in the Northwest Road would have been Qin Lihu. That Li Chuang had a million troops, but this time, he only brought more than 10,000 troops to fight. Although it may be an arrogant move, it may also be a little bit unwilling to kill the soldiers and civilians under his command... Qin Lihu said solemnly. Dao: Although there are strong mountain bandits among them, more are still the people who are coerced... But, how to deal with it, it is up to the prince to order! Only the first evildoer will be punished, and the rest will be returned to the family. Yes! Qin Lihu bowed in response, and felt relieved. Your injury is not serious, and you have been training for a few days... As for this blood knife, it contains 'blood transformation, **** seed, bloodthirsty when it comes out, killing people and hurting yourself. You need to be careful and careful when you use it. Yang Yu handed the blood knife to Qin Lihu. This kind of magic weapon that hurts others and hurts himself, he has now despised it. Thank you lord! However, what is this injury? Overjoyed, he took the blood saber, Qin Lihu played it carelessly for a few times, and then he bowed to retreat: Li Chuang died, peace and chaos, it was a good time to make progress, Ruo Yu Chong could keep up, Maybe in a year or two, Ding An will be settled! After receiving Yang Yu's answer, Qin Lihu immediately turned around, raised his arms and shouted, calling the Red Blood Army to rectify it. After half an hour, the formation was completed, and then he left for Ding'an Road. It seems that they don't take the millions of troops that still exist in Ding'an Road in their eyes... Brave and skilled warriors are also more rebellious... Wang Muzhi came slowly, his expression solemn. Brother, what do you mean? Yang prison could hear the meaning of his words. You should understand. Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly, but still said: Qin Lihu, his life is very precious, and he is very brave and good at fighting. Although you can suppress him, you have to take precautions... The principle of not using people with suspicion, and not using people who are suspicious seems to be Or brother, you told me, how is it today? Yang Prison was a little surprised. He naturally wouldn't think that Wang Muzhi would be jealous of the virtuous, but these words must have deep meaning. Because Wang Muzhi was one of the very few people who knew the use of the book of life and death. In the past, some of Henry Zhang's promotions were due to Master Xu, and Qin Lihu had been obsessed with it for decades. Wang knew what his nature was like. Not to mention that you can't hold back, but you can't hold back, because of your nature, you won't have the slightest rebellious heart... Wang Muzhi said, and paused slightly: But what if you were gone? Um? Yang prison raised his eyebrows. After the battle of the Seven Kills King City, Montenegro was killed by your hand, and for the next year, the old man was always waiting for an opportunity to see the sky... Wang Muzhi sighed: It was finally a few months ago, on the top of a barren mountain somewhere outside the Great Wall, The old man once again glimpsed a corner of the future... In the future, is there still no self? Before Wang Mu's words were finished, Yang Yu already understood what he meant, and his brows finally twitched. Geese pass by leaving marks, people pass by and take pictures, but you... Wang Muzhi closed his mouth at the right time. So... Yang Prison took a deep breath, and then spit out again while closing his eyes: I understand. -- to view

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