The first cause of all realms

Chapter 814 Which Is The God And Who Is The Ant? !

Call ~
Hot blood was blown into the main hall, setting off a large stream of light ripples inside, like wind blowing waves on the sea.

Stepping into the room, Yang Jue felt as if he had stepped into the deep sea, and invisible pressure came from all directions, as if violently repelling his entry.

"Beihai Longjun?"

Yang Ju raised his eyes and saw the Confucian scholar on the throne, his heart moved slightly.

Many years ago, when he was refining the "tiger back neck skin", he visited a strange place called Sanxian Island in that illusion.
There, he saw a real dragon soaring into the sky, amidst the intertwined thunder and lightning, roared sadly, and asked Cunshen to know.

That real dragon seems to be the Dragon Lord of the East China Sea in the ancient world...

"Huh~"

Amidst the faint laughter of unknown meaning, the entire Crystal Palace seemed to be in a state of shock, and there were heavy water waves in the void, as if they wanted to block Yang Jue's progress.

hum~
The real streamer of light bloomed from the feet of Yang Ju, and the red golden light was blazing, rubbing and colliding with the ubiquitous water ripples.

The terrifying pressure then spread, and everyone in the hall felt as if they were falling into the deep sea, and their breathing was difficult. Everyone, including Lu Gu, was squeezed against the wall, and their muscles and bones were groaning.

"Who is this person?!"

Looking at the swordsman in Xuanfu who was pacing into the main hall, Su Ding's face trembled wildly.

The swastika Buddha imprint branded on the top of the head couldn't help glowing with brilliance, but it was still oppressed by these two forces and almost vomited blood.

His horror had reached its limit, and he didn't feel the slightest breath of Shidu from the person who came.

But why is it so terrifying? !

"Northwest King!"

Compared to Lu Gu and Su Ding's astonishment, Jiang Xiazi had already recognized the person the moment he heard his voice.

While my heart was relieved, I couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable anxiety...

"Yang Prison!"

The three people in Wanfalou were horrified, but the people in Longyuan Palace could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The panic and anxiety suddenly calmed down.

It seems that the figure of the visitor has the power to calm people's hearts.

On the throne, there was a crisp sound of 'da da'.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who called himself "Northern Sea Dragon Lord" tapped the handrail lightly, and there seemed to be a trace of strangeness in his indifferent eyes:
"who are you?"

His expression was calm, and as he spoke, the aftermath in the hall calmed down, but an indescribable aura dissipated, but it made everyone's hearts chill, as if their souls had been frightened away, and they stood still in place again.

"Longwei."

Yang Jue's eyes moved.

This is Longwei, but the Flood Dragon outside is completely two concepts. At this moment, he felt that his martial arts will was impacted.

But that's about it.

His martial arts will is on the road of Zhang Xuanba, and his will has changed completely from when he first became a martial saint.

If he compares his martial arts will at that time to mist, he has successively refined tendons, skin, bones, viscera, and marrow, and now it is like a rock.

Even though Longwei came like a tidal wave, he still stood still.

"Lord Long, he is..."

Before Yang Jue could answer, Su Ding, who was gasping for breath, had already guessed something after his breath calmed down:
"Northwest King, Yang Prison!"

Pressing the collapsed chest, Su Ding was extremely shocked.

In the years since he came to this world, he has been searching for the possible historical sites left by this world, but he is not ignorant of the masters in this world.

Naturally, he knew the great reputation of the Northwest King.

But he didn't care much at first.

In his opinion, compared to the Longquan world where the spiritual tide has recovered and the sky has changed for many years, the so-called masters in this world are nothing more than some casual cultivators without inheritance.

As for the so-called warriors, he didn't care much about them, they were all small ways after all.

But now it seems...

In the main hall, the aftermath was still spreading, and all the people had different expressions, as if they were facing an enemy.

"Human King?"

Beihai Longjun Aotian seemed a little surprised, although his attitude did not change, he spoke again:
"Come uninvited, what do you do?"

Under the dragon's prestige, everyone in the hall was almost suffocated, only the old princess spoke with difficulty:
"Yang...Feng, Fengxian is here, right here..."

wow~
Taking a step in front of Yang Jian, Ru Chao Long Wei was resisted by him, he stretched out his hand to support the old concubine.

This old woman is sweating profusely at this moment, as if she just got out of the water, her body's energy, blood and lifespan are also quite short.

However, Nanshan Ba's condition was much better than that of Nanshan Ba. A surge of true energy passed by, and he calmed down.

"Ms. Yang is here to find someone."

Supporting the old lady with one hand, while looking at the Crystal Palace, Yang Jue's eyes were also a little dignified.

This is not the first time he has seen the existence of the self-proclaimed ancient immortal Buddha.

Comparable to the Lord of Thunder, the one in front of him is obviously much stronger, and this Crystal Palace is still a rare magic weapon.

Being in it, one would naturally be under tremendous oppression, not only the golden dragon scissors, but also the race bag became silent.

Even the connection to You is restricted...

"Looking for someone?"

Beihai Longjun's eyes wandered around the crowd, and then fell on Yang Yu, thoughtfully:
"Yes, so it's bloodline induction..."

With Yang Juheng standing in front of them, Zhang Wen'an and the others also regained their composure, and while terrified, they tried their best to say:

"Mr. Long, I don't intend to offend you. I just came here to find someone. Please raise your hand high..."

"Hold your hand high?"

His indifferent eyes seemed to fluctuate slightly, but unexpectedly, he nodded:
"It's not impossible for people to take it away, but you have to help me..."

When speaking, the Dragon Lord kept his eyes on Yang Yu's left and right sides, and he seemed to be the only one in his eyes.

"tell me the story."

Yang Yu didn't agree, nor refused. He was very curious about the dragon king in front of him, or the so-called 'Taoist ghost'.

He was very curious about what happened before ancient times...

Beihai Longjun's eyes became deep: "Do you know how I exist at this moment?"

"Dao ghost?"

Yang Ju looked at the Dragon Lord with apprehension in his heart.

Comparing him with Aoyu, the dragon lord of the East China Sea that he met in the illusion back then, the more you look at him, the more similar you feel.

This Dragon Lord, I'm afraid he wasn't at the rank of Shidu before he was alive...

Taoist...

Yang Qian returned casually, but the others couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat, especially the three people in Wanfa Building, their hearts almost jumped out.

For these freaks who claim to be gods, Wanfalou and Longquan circles have different names, while Taoist ghosts belong to the mountain and sea circles.

However, regardless of Taoist ghosts or others, these freaks don't like it, because they think they have survived the catastrophe, and they are still immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons...

"Dao ghosts, Dao ghosts, it seems that not only I have survived the last kalpa, yes, this method, they will not just pass it on to me..."

Lord Long of Beihai lowered his eyes, he didn't seem to be angry, but he was in a daze, and he said after a long time:

"Have you ever seen other Taoist ghosts?"

"I've seen one, who called himself 'Leibu Zhengshen'."

Yang Jue didn't hide it, and even popped out a ray of Qi that he had taken from the Yin Lei Lord with his fingers.

In the five years since he captured Lord Yin Lei, he would take out this dao ghost and play with it from time to time, but unfortunately, he didn't get much.

In other words, he himself didn't know why he was able to live until now.

"A little hairy god, dare to call himself the righteous god of Leibu? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Sensing the wisp of energy carefully, Lord Beihai Long couldn't help sneering, and immediately stopped paying attention:
"Dao ghost, Dao ghost... Since you know the current state of this lord, then you must have some guesses about what I want you to do?"

"It's nothing more than pretending to be the master of the supernatural powers of the next generation, and using the body to survive."

Yang Ju replied calmly, but his heart was not calm.

This turmoil does not come from this Dragon Lord, but from the backside of this Dragon Lord...

In fact, he didn't gain much from Lord Yin Lei, but one can see the whole picture at a glance. Hairy gods like him, who are not among the righteous gods, have divine intentions that have survived to this day.

Then, at the end of the ancient times when the great catastrophe came, what about those beings who could be called mythical existences before the ancient times?

"good."

Beihai Longjun looked cold with indifference:

"So, what's your answer?"

Hearing this, Yang Ju lowered his eyelids, but did not answer, but asked again:

"You call yourself the Dragon Lord of the North Sea, so Yang will treat you as... the Dragon Lord of the North Sea, and Yang will ask you again, where is he?"

call!
As his voice fluttered, the surging energy and blood diffused to the extreme.

In an instant, the temperature in the entire hall rose sharply, becoming hot and scorching hot.

"Such blood?!"

Su Ding's pupils shrank violently.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be burned, and in a trance, he felt as if a big sun suddenly rose in front of him, which was so hot that it was unimaginable!

Human strength is sometimes poor and not ten thousand. Even with physical supernatural powers, human physique, vitality and blood are still much inferior to those of demons.

But at this moment, the horrifying energy and blood bursting out from the person in front of him was even more terrifying than those demon ten capital masters he had seen in Wanfa Building!
A mortal body, but already comparable to gods and demons? !
"You don't seem to have achieved ten capitals, but your aura is stronger than most of the ten capital masters. Although I don't know what fortune you have obtained,

But in today's era when the spiritual tide has not risen, he can be regarded as a master of the world.

pity……"

Looking at the yang qi and blood in the Crystal Palace, Lord Beihai Long slowly got up and walked down the imperial steps, and the invisible power moved with it.

"In my eyes, I'm still nothing but ants!"

hum...

Amidst the violent tremors of the Crystal Palace, the substantively terrifying Dragon Might descended on everyone's hearts like the most terrifying hurricane.

All of a sudden, everyone in the hall felt their minds shaken. They seemed to have lost control of themselves, stumbled drunkenly, and fell limply to the ground:
"Even if I lose my dragon body, personality, supernatural powers, magic weapon..."

"Since you don't want face, then..."

It was as if thunder fell from the nine heavens, amidst the earth-shattering explosions, Yang Jue stepped out in one step, like a mountain shifting, emptying thousands of hectares,
He strode forward, raised his arms, stretched his fingers, grasped all the air and wind that filled the sky, and violently hit the blue-clothed Confucian scholar on the imperial steps:
"Yang will help you, tear it off!"

　……………………… Good night, continue to code
　
(End of this chapter)