The first cause of all realms

Chapter 658 Thinking of the Power of the Great Emperor!
boom!
Daoist robes flutter like a golden roc spreading its wings, and its mighty aura is as straight as the Milky Way, echoing above the city walls, attracting the attention of countless people.

"come kill me?"

In the wind and snow, Nie Longtian laughed, and his words were as sonorous as gold and iron:

"You have only been promoted for a few months, and you dare to make such wild words?"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, Nie Longtian stepped like thunder, and the wind swept up to tens of feet. He poured his five fingers with force, and extended his palm to subdue the dragon.

"I will wake you up!"

boom!
In an instant, the sky flickered, and it seemed that an ancient real dragon was angry and fought fiercely with the roc in the sky.

The earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the city.

In an instant, the two collided countless times. At a certain moment, Lin Daoren rolled up his sleeves and landed on the flagpole, and he heard a roar in the dust that filled the sky.

"How can you break my anode gold body?!"

Nie Longtian's expression was shaken, and great absurdity arose in his heart.

Martial arts are not supernatural powers, and they have not landed to become immortals. With breaking the martial arts, I am 30 years too early, and I am still at a disadvantage?
"Your anodized golden body, how can it compare with the 'indestructible golden body' handed down by my master?"

Amidst the laughter, Lin Daoren shook his clothes, and the voice spread for dozens of miles:

"More than a year ago, you came to Pindao and let a dog bark in front of you. Today, Pindao will beat you into a dog!"

"Insanity!"

Nie Longtian was furious, stepped up to the sky again, and forcefully urged Dragon Subduing God's Palm.

boom!
boom!
The air wave exploded suddenly, shaking the whole city.

Somewhere in the government office, You Changfeng watched this scene, and for some reason, a look of anticipation emerged in his heart.

If you kill him, you don't have to collect food...

……

……

The red sun rises in the east, and the heavy snow stops.

Yanzhou Chengzhou Yamen.

Tired for many days, Qin Si fell into a drowsy sleep, Yang Qian closed the door, sat cross-legged next to the bed, and slowly fell into a slumber.

A catastrophe and a plague, the horror of the plague is not inferior to the natural disaster, even with the help of Qin Si's supernatural power, he still feels a lot of physical and mental exhaustion.

After adjusting the breath for a long time and dispelling the fatigue, he entered the cauldron of gluttony.

In the past few months, he has refined the 'Wu Zang Temple Recipe' twice, however, the tomb guard is too strict, no matter what he does, he will no longer be able to touch the ginseng fruit.

"The breeze, the bright moon..."

Looking at the ups and downs of recipes in the dim light, Yang Jue thought for a while, he still had a ginseng fruit in his hand, and his longevity had already been replenished, but he couldn't do anything to the tomb keeper, and the third node was difficult to make.

Temporarily holding back the idea of ​​thoroughly refining this recipe, I looked at my new ingredients.

No hesitation.

"Refining, ingredients: the skin of the bull's head and abang."

hum~
The light is like the tide, and the light and shadow are like water.

It seems that in less than a thousandth of a second, another world has changed before my eyes.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn is refreshing.

This is an ancient city with doors open on eight sides, square and square. Its size is about the size of a normal mansion city, but the difference is that this city is located on the top of the mountains.

To be precise, the top of the mountain.

"This city..."

In the past few years, Yang Yu has paid great attention to the collection of myths and legends. He has gained a lot by sitting on one, and with many ingredients and recipes in hand.

But after thinking about it for a while, I didn't want to understand what kind of city it was.

"Ghost town?"

Yang Ju was thinking, and stepped into this illusion.

hum!
With one step out, Yang Jue noticed something strange.

This is not the first time he has obtained ingredients and recipes related to ancient times, nor is it the first time he has stepped into the illusion before ancient times, but this time is different from any other time.

The spirit energy in this illusion is so thin that it is only a line or two stronger than the present world...

"With such an illusion, it's no wonder that Ah Bang failed in promotion..."

Yang Yu's heart moved slightly.

He actually gained a lot from the Longevity Mountain environment. Not to mention anything else, the value of the dialogue between the two ancient gods behind the picture of the clear water and cold pool alone is immeasurable.

Although, they are just communicating with each other, not leaving anything behind.

But he has gained a lot.

For example, the last catastrophe is like a sky collapse, and those who die first are all tall...

According to what that Lu Sheng said, the way of heaven collapsed, and all the gods and Buddhas, as long as the undead, all cut down their ranks and tried to make themselves "short".

And this cow obviously doesn't understand anything, everyone kills himself, and he still wants to stand out, so it's no wonder he will fail...

While thinking about it, Yang Ju walked into this ancient city on top of a ten thousand zhang mountain.

Different from recipes, he in the illusion of food ingredients is like a ray of lonely soul. Except for the bull's head, it is impossible to perceive this illusion from anyone's perspective.

The ancient city is surprisingly lively.

The wide streets are full of vendors and pedestrians, and the teahouses, taverns, and workshops on both sides are full of voices.

Those who carry burdens, those who set up stalls, those who deliver goods, those who buy supplies, those who apply rouge and gouache...

As far as the eyes can see, there is a lot of people, even more lively than Yanzhou City, and the mental outlook of the people here is very different from the outside world, all of them are full of energy, with their heads held high.

It has the atmosphere that can only be found in the capitals of great powers in the prosperous age.

"interesting……"

Yang Jue's eyes flickered in amazement.

Strolling along the road, although the things placed by various vendors are different from the outside world, you can roughly identify their uses.

but……

In front of a bookstall, someone was buying books. Yang Jue's eyes were sharp, and he could see that many of these books were written in real handwriting, but more of them were very vague.

when~
when~
Suddenly, a bell rang in the city.

Yang Jian's heart moved, and he saw that as the bell rang nine times, all kinds of people in the streets and alleys stopped their movements and looked at the tallest building in the city with grief on their faces.

Some wept softly, some sighed in silence, and some shouted loudly.

This is a kind of Taoism in ancient times, but dialects have not been lacking in all dynasties. Before ancient times, it was even more distorted. Yang Jue had to distinguish it for a long time before he recognized it.

"king!"

The word they call the most is king, to be precise, ghost king.

This ancient city located on the top of the mountains is impressively a ghost town full of ghosts and spirits!

boom!
After nine bells, a roar broke the brief silence.

Yang Jue could see clearly, and with the howling wind, a figure appeared on the top of the tallest building in the city.

It was a very old man with gray temples and a long gown. He raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly, which is the oldest and most orthodox Taoist text:
"Abang!"

Rumble!
The earth-shattering roar echoed on the top of the mountains, almost at the same time as the ghost king said his name, amidst the whistling wind, there seemed to be a majestic city gate suddenly appearing.

It seems virtual and real, standing in the mist, exuding an ancient and terrifying atmosphere, and the four unknown Taoist texts on it make people feel palpitations.

"Gate of Netherworld!"

gate of hell!
The moment he saw this pass, except for the ghost king, all the ghost people and ghost generals in the city were almost too scared to move.

The appearance of this door means that the warrior general of the Yin Division is about to show up...

boom!
Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of pushing the door, a huge bull's head poked out from behind the city gate. It had a human face, and its eyes were as red as blood.

"Lonely ghost, dare to call me by my name?!"

The wind howled, and the explosion sounded like thunder.

Except for Yang Jian, no one could see clearly, only half a scream was heard, the majestic old man who looked up to the sky and screamed, had been photographed into powder, together with the tall building below him!

Yang Yu could see clearly.

That thunderbolt sounded like an explosion, the sound of an iron fist piercing through the air, its speed was extremely fast, without any change or subtlety at all, it just hit from top to bottom like that.

Its power can be called terrifying.

This can't even be called a battle, let alone what's next.

When the majestic bull's head walked out from behind the gate of the ghost, the whole ghost city, ghost generals and ghost people seemed to have lost all will to resist.

They knelt down one after another, and in the shock of the ghost gate, they turned into billowing mist and were swallowed by the bull's head.

boom!
Dense gunpowder smoke spewed out from the nostrils, and the eyes of Ah Pong with the tauren face burned like fire for a long time, before he sighed, he murmured to himself:

"I'm the only one left..."

The ferocious bull head shed tears at this moment, and the fist-sized tears fell down with a 'patta' 'patta', no longer the previous ferocity, only loneliness and loneliness.

"Great Emperor, Mansion Lord, Ghost Emperor, Yan Luo, Judge, Ma Mian... The nether world has completely collapsed, I didn't hold it, I didn't hold it..."

The lonely Niutou walks lonely on the empty street, sometimes he finds a place to sit down in a wine shop, sometimes drinks a few cups of tea, and even reads a few books.

One day, two days...

The time of the illusion is speeding up at this moment, the sky is white and then black, black and white again, all the scenes remain the same, only the position of the bull's head is changing.

Time, day by day, the giant ox became more and more lonely. Sometimes, he would go crazy or rush into the mountain to vent, breaking one piece after another of the hills.

Sometimes, he would cry and cry for days.

And during this period, there is no one in the ghost town, only the wind and clouds accompany...

He couldn't detect the existence of Yang Jue, and Yang Jue couldn't communicate with him. Fortunately, the lonely bull head would sometimes become very chatty.

"The god is dead, the demon is gone, and I'm still alive..."

"The Great Emperor is right, Tianhuang Realm is unusual, but why didn't He come by himself? Great Freedom King Buddha, Infernal Buddha, White Bone Bodhisattva...

Why don't they come? "

"It is said that 'Emperor Yin' holds the power of 'existence', so he can't even exist in the end of the kalpa?"

"Hey, Ma Mian, it would be great if you were here, we brothers drink, it's better than being so lonely..."

"I'm about to die too."

……

The monotonous to boring days, how long the bull's head passed, Yang Yu didn't count, because the illusion in front of him was flowing at an extremely fast speed.

One day, the hangover Niutou woke up, he didn't know how much courage he mustered, and summoned the gate of hell again...

"I, will it be the last ghost in the world?"

He muttered, suddenly, he seemed to remember something:
"Yan Luo, I'm afraid they are all dead. Then my old cow, wouldn't I be able to enjoy the addiction of the king of Hades before I die?!"

Thinking of this, the bull's eyes lit up.

Then, he disappeared in the gate of hell, and the illusion came to an abrupt end.

Only his murmurs are left:

"If, I can live to the legendary Weijie, that would be great. Hehe, a world without gods and Buddhas, I am an old cow, and I can also live the addiction of the emperor..."

　good night
　
(End of this chapter)