The first cause of all realms

Chapter 771 Uninvited guests!
Huhuhu~
The cold wind was blowing, and on the wasteland, Zhuoligetu's face was gloomy, his huge body broke through the layers of air flow, and the dust was flying under his feet.

lost...

Big defeat, big loss!

In order to ambush Yang Qiang, he traveled to many places in the past three years, and traveled tens of thousands of miles, only now did he have today's siege.

Qiao Shanhu, Tantai Mie and the other three attacked and killed them head-on, Ning Wuqiu hid in secret, Wan Jiang and other two masters of supernatural powers urged outside to weaken their supernatural powers.

There are even sharp archers targeting them from afar.

This is certainly not as good as the time when Henry Zhang was besieged and killed, but he asked himself that it was enough to kill any master in the world.

Not to mention, in addition to this, Wang Muzhi was also held back.

What's more, the imprint of self-sacrifice on Yang Yu's body, which bears the death blow of Liansheng's old mother, is already seriously injured and dying.

It's not that he didn't expect twists and turns in such a lore, but he never dreamed of it.

That Yang Jue obviously looked like he had lost both energy and blood, and his life was not long, but he was able to explode three times in a very short period of time, beheading Ning Wuqiu, Qiao Shanhu, and Tantai Mie!

This is not only terrifying, it is simply terrifying!

That is the top of the world who has been in the world for decades, and even fought against Henry Zhang!
But, dead...

All dead!

"Yang Prison!"

Feeling the tingling pain behind him like a light on his back, Zhuo Ligetu staggered at his feet, and an uncontrollable depression surged from his chest:

"Damn you!"

A great sadness surged in his heart.

He was born in a noble family, extremely talented, and even supported by nobles. He is less than sixty years old, but he has already been promoted to a martial saint, and he is also in the rank of ten capitals.

He was once the lord of the world's three great royal courts, and the world cried when he was angry. He had never had the experience of running away like a bereaved dog.

Or being killed to such an extent by a junior who cultivated less than one-third of his own age...

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the sky change that the palace master said again.

The change of the sky will overthrow all the old order. Today, it will surely surpass the ancients...

"The times have really changed. If you don't enter, you will be abandoned..."

Before today, he didn't really believe it very much, because he always believed that even if the spiritual tide rises and the world changes, he, who is already at the top of the world, will definitely go higher and higher.

He doesn't believe that he will be surpassed by future generations, but now...

hum!
Before the words could echo, they were swallowed back by the sudden strong wind.

"Who?!"

Zhuo Ligetu's face tightened, but he could see the cloak and hair flying in the strong wind, Qi Daoguang held Fang Tian's halberd upside down, and urged a red-blooded dragon horse with a mane like fire to come from afar.

I don't know how many miles away or more than ten miles away, the long roar that is as passionate as a dragon's chant has been empty:

"Old dog, where are you going!"

"Qi Dao Guang!"

Zhuo Ligetu was startled at first, only then did he realize that Yang Qiu's not chasing after him was not necessarily because of exhaustion, but because he had planned long ago.

What's more, today's battle was premeditated by that beast...

After being startled, a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart:

"An dare to deceive me like this?!"

With a roar, Zhuo Ligetu raised his battle axe, and with the sound of rolling thunder, he met Fang Tian's painted halberd, which came from far and near, and slashed from top to bottom:
"I hacked you!!!"

"Come up and go all out?!"

Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched, and then he gave a cold sneer, his blood surged, and he took advantage of the horse's momentum, and the halberd pierced the sky, falling like a thunderbolt:

"It's just you?!"

……

……

A martial saint-level fight beyond the imagination of ordinary people made the already restless Northwest Road boil even more.

Wherever the king's chariot passed, there were cheers and firecrackers all over the mountains.

Nine years of rest and recuperation, the Northwest Road is no longer what it used to be when it was full of wars, but many people in the city have not forgotten the past.

Even before Yan Dongjun's incident, the state capitals of Northwest Road were already in chaos, and even the superficial peace could not be maintained.

"Northwest King!"

"Northwest King! King Yang, Yang Qiansui!"

"King Yang is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

……

The sound waves like a mountain roar and a tsunami blew the various flags around the king's chariot.

"The direction of the people will lead to great luck, and the direction of the people will determine the rise and fall of the system and the country..."

In the chariot, Yang Ju fell down and sat down, suppressing his own injuries, reviewing the gains and losses of this battle.

At the same time, it is also sensing the fluctuation of luck.

Innate destiny and acquired luck are collectively called destiny.

One family, one place, one state and one country, the so-called national fortune and kingly fortune are not created out of thin air, but the destiny of all people is gathered through the system.

The amount of luck depends on the integrity of this system and all the soldiers and civilians who agree with this system.

Therefore, in the past dynasties, when the fortune of the country is prosperous, famous ministers and generals often emerge in endlessly, but when the fortune is down, dragons and snakes rise together in the world.

In the final analysis, there is no increase or decrease in luck, it is just a corrupt system that is unpopular.

It seems illusory, but in fact, it still cannot get rid of people's hearts.

'Perhaps, there is no such thing in the legendary Shenting? '

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Yang Ju was slightly taken aback, no one knew how his thoughts were diverging.

Wu Longsheng, who was walking side by side with Lin Daoren, looked at Wang's chariot from time to time, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see anything.

I don't know if he was really exhausted, or if he deliberately did this to lure the people in the dark...

"call!"

Along the way, Yang Yu was also waiting, but until the king's chariot toured the city for a week and returned to the palace, there was no further disturbance.

It seems that there are only seven people including Zhuoligetu in the dark.

The means he reserved for the expected person seem to be useless...

"Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

The five fingers tightened slightly, and Yingshen, who was pinched between them, sank into the body, and Yang Jue's face became paler and paler.

During the three years when the Sacrifice Seal could not be eradicated, he had all kinds of predictions to deal with possible enemies.

Is there no time to take care of him, or is there another plan?

Or...

"Pfft!"

The dull sound of falling to the ground broke Yang Yu's thoughts.

With half black and half white hair, and half withered and half glorious face, Taoist Yunni walked up to the king's chariot, and threw the person he mentioned to the ground casually:
"Your palace is like a sieve, someone almost got into the secret vault, and no one stopped it..."

In the cold voice, there was undisguised sarcasm, and before waiting for a response, the old man turned around and left.

Taoist Yunni who was captured at the beginning would rather die than surrender. His change started from the return of Yang Jue from the city of Yang.

Fu Shuiguan has taken the task of banning Dayan Mountain in all dynasties. At first, it was Zhang Yuanzhu's death, but later, it was the blood feud between each other.

Therefore, even though his attitude is still cold and hard, it has already begun to change. At least three years ago, he would never care about someone sneaking into the palace.

"Yang, thief Yang!"

Bound by the rune beam, Zhang Bai, whose mud seemed to be limp on the ground, had hatred and despair in his eyes:
"Why don't you die?!"

"Northwestern Zhang?"

With a change of mind, Yang Qiu already knew the origin and purpose of this person.

He really didn't care about this cypress before.

To this day, although the Grandmaster could not be said to be insignificant to him, he could not pose any threat.

Naturally, not staring at it all the time.

Although the book of life and death can cover hundreds of millions of soldiers and civilians in the entire Northwest Province, it is impossible for him to monitor the movements of hundreds of millions of people all the time.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Cheng Yiyuan walked out from the crowd, and under the fearful eyes of everyone, he folded his fists and bowed:
"The prince handed over this person to the old man, and he will definitely give the prince a satisfactory explanation."

"No need."

Without looking at him, Yang Ju raised his hand slightly, and the imperial army stepped forward to take him down:

"I have my own law in the Northwest Road, so I don't need any explanation from outsiders..."

Cheng Yiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, but still took a step back and got out of the way.

boom!
boom!
At noon, the salute of the palace was fired, and a large piece of fireworks bloomed, which was very blazing even in the daytime.

Its coverage is also huge, the entire Dao City, no matter where you are, you can see it.

……

"Ordinary material, after all, it's not meaningful..."

The hustle and bustle in the front yard did not affect Qi Changfa in the back yard at all. The former head of Tiangong Academy who possessed a 'divine craftsman' was rubbing his chin in thought.

The salute that can cover the whole city comes from his handwriting, and he made it out of the simplest materials.

The power is comparable to Thunderbolt.

"However, the superposition of materials can only change quantitatively, not qualitatively..."

With a wave of his hand, all the materials in front of him have turned into neatly arranged firecrackers in the hazy mist.

Lin An looked at the shaggy old man in awe. This was not the first time he saw him making items, but his heart was still shocked.

Qi Changfa, the reason why he was able to take charge of the Tiangong Academy, relied on his divine workmanship.

This supernatural power has no ability to attack or protect the body. The only use is to create.

Any item, as long as he has seen it and has materials, he can ignore any complicated procedures and make it take shape instantly!

Thunderbolt, Thunderbolt, Armored Vehicle, Xuanguang Mirror... and so on, in the past three or four years, he has made an unknown number.

He also became a pivotal figure in Northwest Dao in one fell swoop, and he could even ask for a small half of the palace for him to place materials and make various attempts.

"Is there a missing part, if the ghost ax is in hand..."

Letting a group of people move the salute away, Qi Changfa couldn't help but feel rippling in his heart.

Uncanny workmanship is one body, and only when the two Dao fruits are united can he master the supernatural power 'Heavenly Workmanship'.

pity……

"Dongyue Dao, is there really a ghost axe? Or is Tie Hengliu deceiving the old man?"

As his mind turned, Qi Changfa thought of leaving again.

He didn't know if the Dongyue Dao's biography was true or not, but he still couldn't restrain himself from wanting to take a look...

Supernatural workmanship, alone, is already extremely precious, if the two are combined, it will be even more inconceivable and magical.

If he synthesizes supernatural workmanship, then what he can create is not only the objects he sees, but also the objects that are rooted in reality but only exist in imagination, he can also create with a certain degree of confidence.

What is a car that carries thousands of people and travels thousands of miles a day?
He is even sure to create the net that he imagined, which can bring all the people in the world into it...

At that time, even if two people are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they can also talk face to face, and there will be no more misunderstandings and conflicts in this world.

The world may truly be peaceful.

"Everything, let's talk about it after the princess gets married..."

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the eagerness to move, Qi Changfa got up and walked towards the front yard.

He stayed on the Northwest Road not only because Qin Si had saved his life, but also because of the miraculous power of that princess.

To drive away mistakes and keep them intact, this supernatural power is incomparable to him.

……

Big wedding, start.

Amidst the sound of gun salutes one after another, many guests who had arrived sooner or later in the past three years flocked to the palace.

Accompanied by the sound of singing, I was welcomed into the palace, the bustling hustle and bustle, blowing away the shadow that had just ended.

"Xuankong Mountain, Daoist Baimei, a pair of thousand-year-old ginseng, three hundred-forged Xuanbing, and one of the best martial arts..."

"Lanke Temple, Zen Master Guangjue, one of the Great Rewarding Pills..."

"Sword Casting Villa, the owner of Dragon Villa, three hundreds of forged black iron swords, one hundred ten forged black iron swords, and some quenching stones..."

"Elder Canfeng Temple, Master Zhichang, take a cold light sword, a few agates, and a high-quality elixir."

"Ding'an Prince's Mansion, there are eighteen dragon horses..."

"Large chamber of commerce for attracting wealth and wealth, the big boss presents gifts, 66 taels of gold, 88 taels of silver, [-] shops, and [-] hectares of fertile land..."

"Hanging Mountain Lu Qingting, Gu Qingyi..."

……

Inside the palace, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain greeted each other with smiles, Fang Ada stood aside, watching the crowds pouring in like a tide, he felt very bored.

No matter whether it was the King's Palace or the big wedding, his prince didn't invite many people at all. Ninety-nine out of ten people gathered today did not receive the invitation.

But they are still presenting.

Even though people with gifts were kept out of the door again and again, they still never left. The salute was only fired more than ten times, and the outside of the palace was already crowded.

"You are not allowed to enter without an invitation. My prince accepts everyone's wishes, but this gift is forgone!"

Wu Changbai remained expressionless, blocking wave after wave of visitors.

Naturally, he was very impatient in his heart, at this moment, Qin Lihu was afraid that everyone would be at the banquet, but he wanted to welcome guests at the door...

However, on such a day, there are smiling faces in front of him again, and he really has no other way.

"Linlong Palace, on behalf of King Zhao of Xifu..."

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze. In one sentence, the din of more than a thousand people present was suppressed.

"Linlong Palace!"

Wu Changbai gasped, and hurried forward to greet him.

And after that, Dongyang King, Longyuan King's Mansion, Qingzhou, Yunzhou... many forces that are inextricably linked to the imperial court also came one after another.

Qi Daoguang, who was covered in blood, stepped forward with his head in his hand, and the sound of gun salutes stopped just in time.

"Take it!"

Taking the head as a gift, Wu Changbai was very respectful and sang it himself:
"The eldest son of the Qi family of Linlong Dao, the head of the King's Court in the Shangjin Tent, Zhuoligetu's head!"

Whoa!
There was an uproar and shock inside and outside the palace.

Lin Daoren greeted him out of the mansion, but he did not expect that Qi Daoguang actually captured Zhuo Ligetu...

"This old dog..."

Qi Daoguang opened his mouth, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth:

"If you risk your life with your life, it's better for me to die!"

While speaking, he stepped into the palace, but he saw a couple of newlyweds worshiping each other in the front hall decorated with lights and festoons.

"His breath..."

Qi Daoguang's eyelids twitched, and he smelled an unusual aura, and he was about to sit down, when Yang Jue, who had finished paying respects, suddenly raised his head.

And outside the door, a voice with a strong Ding'an Dao accent sounded:
"King Chuang, present the ceremony...

A nameless golden Buddha statue, one! "

　Good night everyone... Recommend a copy of "Slaying Demons, I Can Extract Qi and Blood". There are monsters and tricks in this world, picking stars with hands, breaking mountains and rivers with fists, and powerful monks... everything is no longer a legend.

Qin Shou travels through this world, killing creatures to become stronger.

The world of mortals is rolling, and he only wants to live forever, so he slays demons and ghosts day and night, and strives to become stronger.

You kill ghosts and draw half of the ghostly energy and blood, and your strength has improved.

You kill the fox demon, draw half of the blood of the demon god, and your strength has improved.

　
(End of this chapter)