The First Cause of All Realms

future…

Yang Yu closed his eyes and stood still.

This is not the first time Wang Muzhi has said the same thing.

For the first time, he was just emerging in Longyuan Dao, and he can accept it without him in the future.

In fact, he didn't care what Wang Muzhi said at that time.

The second time, it was that he had already captured the northwest, and even if he did not say that he was important, he should not be silent when he asked himself about the future.

At that time, he had already believed what Wang Muzhi said, but he felt that the fate of a visitor from outside the sky might have obscured the secret.

But later, he thought about it, maybe, his heavenly secret is not in the calculation, but in the future, there is absolutely no trace of him.

And this is the third time...

At this moment, he has stood at the top of the world. Looking around at that time, there are only a few who can resist.

If there is no trace of his existence in the future...

"The future is uncertain, but there are traces of all contexts to follow. With your practice today and the current weight of the Northwest Road, if there is really no trace, it can only mean..."

Wang Muzhi shook his head slightly, but his eyes fell on the center of the collision between the two before, avoiding the sharp words of Taikoo

"He's showing weakness..."

"Show weakness?"

Yang Prison shook his head:

"Senior brother, with your current practice, there are not many people in the world who can surpass you, but you haven't reached the pinnacle yet.

You do not understand. "

Wang Muzhi's dual wielding of immortal and martial arts, with the technique of splitting light and transforming shadows into sixty-four combined strikes, even if it was him, he would not dare to underestimate him.

But in the end, whether he is the Lord of the Ten Capitals or the Martial Saint, he has not reached the end and cannot reach the threshold of the limit.

Therefore, he would suspect that Lu Chen was showing weakness, but Yang Yu knew very well that Lu Chen might be hiding something.

But showing weakness?

does not exist!

However, Wang Muzhi's words still touched his heart.

"Twenty years..."

…

…

"In the winter of the nineteenth year of the Northwest Calendar, the beacon fires rose again, and the general of the Northwest Road, Qin Lihu, led more than 300,000 troops.

In the spring of the following year, the seven prefectures of Yanzhou will go down. Before the autumn, the land of thirteen prefectures in one prefecture has been designated, and Bingfengzhi has designated the city of Andao.

In the winter of the same year, Chen Rong, a general under Li Chuang’s command, organized a large army of various roads, joined forces in one place, raised more than 400,000 troops to counterattack, and both sides would hunt in Fengdeng Plain…

A war, peace and stability!

"In the spring of the 21st year of the Northwest Calendar, Qin Lihu left behind an army of 300,000 people, led a thousand cavalry of red blood and went down to Dongyang, and cooperated with the officials of Wanxiang Mountain to rebel. After only half a year, the cities fled in the sight of the wind...

The Dongyue Road, the cross-flow of iron, has restrained the forces, and there is no competition. In the autumn of the following year, all the prefectures of Dongyang and the two prefectures are under the command of the northwest, and the remaining prefectures are no longer able to resist..."

"The military situation of his people seems to have been completed, the red blood army is prestige, it is suspected that it is not weaker than the black armored elite cavalry of the year..."

…

In the magnificent hall, a middle-aged literati reported a series of urgent reports, and as the voice echoed, there was a dead silence in the hall with dozens of people.

Destruction!

It's only been over four years before and after, and Ding'an and Dongyang are all about to fall, which is too terrifying and terrifying.

You must know that although the territory of these two roads is not as small as that in the northwest, it is not small.

Are those cities all looking down at the wind? !

After a long time, someone whispered:

"Is this tiger so powerful? Why didn't you see it back then..."

No one responded, and no one echoed.

Twenty years ago, the Northwest Road was already a place of attention in the world, and there were many high-level information within it, and everyone present knew everything.

How could Qin Lihu not know what Qin Lihu was like?

An outstanding person who lived on the streets when he was young, and could become a great master with a book of common goods.

Except for Henry Zhang’s kind

Besides donkeys, who would put such a treasure in jail?

only…

In this world, Qin Lihu is not the only one who can lead the army. Under Li Chuang's command, in Dongyang Dao, there are many fierce generals who have been killed in the sea of ​​blood.

How could he look at him, and wherever he went, no one could stop him?

Nothing more than the person behind it, too terrifying!

The goshawk that travels 80,000 miles a day is the number one martial artist in the world, and he has the best archery skills in the world...

Such a freak, which great master, Wu Sheng dared to get in trouble?

"Although that tiger is fierce, how can he conquer two six states, more than seventy prefectures, and hundreds of counties in four years?

Why is he, who in this world does not know? "

A tall old man sat in the front row, and at this moment, he could not help but sigh:

"Second uncle, he is confused! That Yang prison clearly has wolf ambitions, but he still has to pass on his tyrannical boxing and military situation.

In that month, I was afraid that the mantle and mantle would be passed on to that traitor! "

Rebel!

Speaking of this, the old man patted his thigh with hatred.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The Dragon King, whose temples had been dyed with cream, replayed the table and glared angrily:

"Lao Jiu, you are too presumptuous!"

The old man trembled, but still held on:

"Where did I say I went wrong? If the second uncle killed the traitor with one palm back then, would he be in danger today?!"

"roll!"

King Linlong was furious, raised his hand and punched the old man out of the front hall. The latter coughed up blood and still refused, but was held down by everyone in the hall.

"Second uncle, he is an old man, there is nothing wrong with you Zhang Qingming, let alone say it!"

King Linlong looked stern as he swept over the servants in the hall and said solemnly:

"Not to mention that the troops have not yet reached the city at this moment, even if this king is killed in battle, whoever dares to insult the old prince, this king will turn into a ghost, and he will be dragged down!"

"It's easy for you to die in battle, but what about your ancestor's inheritance? Taizu, Taizong until now, my Zhang family's more than 400 years of inheritance, is it possible to hand over to that mud leg?!"

Zhang Qingming was held in the hall by everyone, but he refused to accept it, coughing up blood and struggling:

"Brother, let's do it! When Dongyang is lost, Qin Lihu will immediately attack the city! I have invited the Sword Saint to come here,

There are also all the famous masters in the martial arts. First kill Qin Lihu, then kill the rebel Yang Yu, and return me to Zhang's Heshan! "

"you dare!"

The Dragon King suddenly changed color:

"No wonder the second uncle demoted you out of the city back then. You are so stupid and hopeless! Then the king of the northwest is just like the second uncle back then, and you deserve to ambush and kill him?!"

King Linlong was almost killed by anger, and he slapped the backhand, shocking everyone who was about to stop, and brought it up:

"Beast, what have you done?"

"Haha, what did you do?!"

Hearing this, Zhang Qingming laughed and grabbed the arm of the Dragon King:

"When you went to the northwest to pay homage to your second uncle, I persuaded the elders of the clan, and everyone in the hall!"

"what?!"

When King Linlong turned around in surprise, many masters in the hall were already violent, grabbing their arms, or pulling their legs.

In just a few breaths before and after, the Dragon King was pressed to the ground.

"You dare to make trouble?!"

The Dragon King was frightened and struggled, but he heard cold reprimands.

"When talking about seniority, this old man is your uncle!"

Dozens of elderly people also entered the courtyard, including some very old clan elders.

"You, you want to usurp power!"

Seeing these people, King Linlong calmed down.

"Wrong! The old man and others, just don't want the ancestor's inheritance to be ruined by you!"

The old man walking at the front had white hair and white hair, and his face was wrinkled. He needed a few people to help him when he walked, but his voice was very bright:

"Zhang Qingqi, you are only average among your peers, and you can ascend to the throne only because of Henry Zhang's support,

If it is prosperous, it will be fine, keep it

Dao is barely enough, but now the world is in chaos, you can't do it..."

"stupid…"

The Dragon King sighed, he no longer struggled:

"Do you know why the second uncle chose me to inherit the throne of the dragon from among the many descendants of the father?"

The old man didn't care and turned around to leave, but Zhang Qingming turned around and said, "Why? It's not just because you are the boss!"

"No, it's because of me, I know the advance and retreat, the gains and losses, I know what not to do, and I know what to do.

The Dragon King sighed softly:

"Since ancient times, how can there be an immortal dynasty? My Zhang family has inherited the grace of Taizu and enjoyed the world for more than 400 years. Isn't that enough?"

"Damn!"

Hearing these words, the hall suddenly fell silent. I never expected these words to come out of the mouth of a generation of dragon kings.

And the old man's expression changed suddenly, and he slammed down:

"This old man, on behalf of the Great Ancestor, killed your unworthy descendant!"

Snapped!

The crutches were broken, and the old man and the others fell out one after another. A long spear with a whole body as black as ink and as thick as a goose egg was stuck in front of several people at some point in time.

"Overlord Spear, Youlong!"

Seeing this gun, everyone inside and outside the hall changed their expressions and took a few steps back subconsciously.

And in a corner that no one has noticed, a young man with loose silver-white hair is pouring himself a drink:

"The old man is right, in this world, only one's own strength is really tough! The dignified dragon king, he didn't say that he was pressed to the ground, but he was pressed to the ground..."

"Yulong!"

The old man staggered a few steps, still in shock, and shouted:

"Brother Mu, please show up and take this scorpion for this old man!"

"Stop shouting."

Youlong lazily licked his ears:

"You Daoist Mu Jiansheng came here for your Zhang's face? There is no old man, you Linlong Zhang, count a ball!"

"Little beast..."

The old man scolded him angrily, and was immediately knocked to the ground by a slap.

laugh!

Youlong drew out his long spear, and in front of the hall, Mu Qingliu stood by his sword, looking eastward:

"he came!"

"coming…"

The tired look on Youlong's face disappeared, and his expression became extremely solemn.

"Who?"

All the Linlong masters inside and outside the hall were puzzled at first, and then their hearts were shocked.

There are people in this world who can make such supreme masters as Mu Qingliu and Youlong face great enemies. How many people can there be in this world?

hum~

All the old people in the hall only felt the breeze blowing, but Mu Qingliu, Youlong, and even the great master-level masters were shocked.

In a trance, I only felt an indescribable heat wave rising from a distance, and it came slowly,

Like a big sun patrolling the snowy sky...

This momentum, if I hadn't known who was coming, I would have thought it was the old man who tricked the corpse..."

Youlong subconsciously touched his numb scalp and stepped back behind Mu Qingliu without a trace.

The latter's eyelids trembled and he said:

"Since you're here, why don't you show up?"

huh~

The wind and snow that seemed to fill the sky fell into the yard at once, and was evaporated into water vapor by the hot heat, and the mist was hazy.

A mysterious suit slowly emerged.

Before anyone arrived, the courtyard was silent inside and outside.

"King of the Northwest, Yang Prison?!"

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