The first cause of all realms

Chapter 906: There Is No God? !
Rumble!
A muffled thunder came from all directions, covered the whole city with the night rain, and spread to all directions until it was so far away that it could not be seen.

The high altitude of the sea of ​​thunder has always been a restricted area for mortals, but at this moment, there is a small building floating in the sea of ​​thunder.

"The mana of this old dragon..."

Sneaking in here with the night wind, Rao had already prepared, and Jiang Shentong couldn't help but gasp.

This small building is 18 stories high, with distinct layers like joints, with different colors and textures, and it seems that there are various runes circulating and intertwined on it.

What shocked him was not the small building, but the dragon's aura that seemed to exist and not exist on the building.

In a trance, he only felt a red light in front of him, and a giant dragon with an unknown length of tens of hundreds of feet was swimming in the sea of ​​thunder.

"Thousand-year mana!"

Jiang Shentong took a deep breath.

The same ten capitals, due to the difference in Taoism, magic power, and mastery of divine channeling skills, the gap between them is so great that it cannot be described in words.

At this moment, just seeing the dragon's prestige dissipating, he felt his mind trembling, and he was almost forced to use his supernatural powers.

It can be seen that the gap between the two is huge.

But it also made him breathe a sigh of relief. Although the aura of this evil dragon was infinitely approaching that line, it finally disappeared.

But he didn't dare to be careless, and sneaked in more carefully.

However, to his surprise, the small building was guarded by Taoist soldiers with dragon aura, but it was almost undefended.

Among the various guests who came to the banquet, he entered the mysterious and eerie Longtao Pavilion very smoothly.

hum~
One step away, it seems to be two worlds.

From the outside, although this small building is not small, it is still a lot worse than the restaurants in Qianshan City, but inside, there is something special about it!

On one side, there is a white jade dragon-shaped sphere as big as an acre, more than three hundred feet above the ground, hanging like a round of daylight, illuminating the inside like daylight.

In front of you, there is a group of crystal palaces carved like beautiful jade. At a glance, you can see sparkling light and a group of palaces.

Hundreds of Taoist soldiers with obvious characteristics of the Shui tribe shuttled through the palace complex, welcoming and sending them off.

"So many aquarium soldiers?"

There was no shortage of rioters among the invited guests.

Dao soldiers are soldiers who protect the way and kill.

There are no mortals who can come here, and many of them have their own Taoist soldiers. However, compared to the Shui Race Taoist soldiers in front of them, even the heads of the three families can't help but change their expressions slightly.

Aquarium Dao soldiers, even among all kinds of Dao soldiers, are extremely special existences.

According to legend, the core of the Aquarium Taoist Soldiers is the dragon's blood.

With a drop of real dragon's blood, thousands of water tribes are attracted to fight each other, and those who survive in the end and devour all the competitors and dragon's blood can become Dao soldiers!

Although this Taoist soldier has no rank and cannot learn magical techniques, his powerful physique and killing instinct alone are enough to make many masters of supernatural powers fear him.

But the appearance of these Dao soldiers at this time made the crowd more uneasy than themselves...

"The arrival of all distinguished guests has really made my Long Tao Pavilion full of glory! Wu Tao is here, thank you all for your appreciation..."

While the water was flowing, a handsome and handsome young master with dragon horns appeared in front of the hall, slightly raised his hand:
"Everyone, let's enter the palace!"

"Mr. Wu is polite!"

"Mr. Long, you are welcome..."

"Young Master Lao welcomes you personally..."

……

Wu Tao just raised his hand slightly, and when visiting guests, including the head of a big family like Fang Shihu, he had to return his salute respectfully with his chest and back covered.

Inside the Crystal Palace, there is a grandeur, all the beams and columns are carved from crystal, and the floor is paved with light that can shine on people.

Its large hall can accommodate thousands of people.

"Come to Jianshan for a hundred years, this is Wu's tenth big banquet, and perhaps, it will be the last..."

Wu Tao stood in front of the high platform, but no one was seated. He looked around the crowd, sighed softly, and smiled unspeakably in regret:

"As an end, for this big banquet, Wu spread out invitations. Not only did he invite the three great masters in the city, but he also invited the true biography of the Cangjiang Gate!"

hum~
During the reverberation of its sound waves, the main hall, walls, and even the building of Longtao Pavilion outside became completely transparent.

I saw dark clouds surging, thunder and light like weaving, a huge ship approached across the sky, its power and majesty seemed to be avoiding even the dark clouds and thunder and light.

"The True Inheritance of the Cangjiang Gate!"

Fang Shihu and the other three masters looked at each other with tight expressions.

No matter what their status is in Qianshan Mansion, to Cangjiangmen, they are just the most insignificant ants.

In the Qianyuan Dynasty, the Cangjiang Gate is the sky and the god!
"Five sons!"

Fang Lihu's expression tightened.

Wu Tao didn't look at him, but only glanced at Wei Changshou with a half-smile, and then said loudly:
"Since you are here, why don't you show up?!"

Boom!

In the light of a waterfall of thunder, the giant ship shook and stopped above the sea of ​​clouds, several sword lights cut through the sea of ​​clouds, and entered the Longtao Pavilion with lightning speed.

Whoa!
Inside and outside the main hall, there was a lot of noise, and the supernatural masters of all the big and small families in the Shanshan Mansion avoided one after another, with embarrassed, respectful and apprehensive expressions.

"Wantao River Dragon God?"

Before Long Xiaoyun stopped at the gate of the palace, his eyes narrowed slightly:
"Jianshan Mansion is the place under the jurisdiction of Cangjiangmen. You are openly entertaining the nobles from aristocratic families in the city. Isn't it a little bit out of bounds?"

Fang Qing stood there indifferently, with the light of the sword flowing between his five fingers, and the light in his eyes was gloomy.

Call ~
The two of them just stood in front of the gate of the palace, and under the dispersal of the invisible energy, the huge Longtao Pavilion suddenly became desolate and desolate.

The piercing cold forced the crowd to retreat one after another, and many of them felt uneasy and secretly regretted coming here today.

The sects of the world live in their own places and control the countries, and they will never be willing to let other people or living beings intervene.

In particular, Nanling is the land of five demon sects, and it is extremely difficult for a sect of immortality like Cangjiangmen to gain a foothold, let alone someone encroaching on its territory.

"Crossing the border, there are some, but..."

There was panic in the Longtao Pavilion, but Wu Tao was calm and relaxed. After the two of them were full of momentum, he raised his hand and said:
"Wu Tao of a certain family, Wantao River Dragon Spirit, Cangjiang Dragon God, is my clan's uncle, Bibotan Dragon King, is my clan's elder brother, Wanbotan Dragon Spirit, is my clan's aunt..."

He spoke unhurriedly, and whenever he said a name, the expressions of Long Xiaoyun and the others changed, and they waited until the last sentence was said.

The eyelids of the two who descended with anger couldn't help but twitch wildly.

And the other people in the hall who seemed to have just known about it had a horrified expression, extremely terrified...

'This old dragon...'

Jiang Shentong, who had originally seen the true biography of the Cangjiang Gate coming with anger and hope, felt a cold heart.

"I am the fifth son of Hanhai Longjun, the Wantaojiang Longling hand-picked by the lion god leader..."

Wu Tao stood with his hands behind his back, his upper body leaning forward, his eyes teasing:

"But I don't know how to call you two? Are you here for a banquet, or do you want to..."

quiet!
Wu Tao's voice wasn't high-pitched or sharp at all, it was just a flat retelling, but when he finished speaking, there was silence inside and outside the hall.

puff!
The sword light in Fang Qing's hand dissipated, and he calmly cupped his hands and said:
"Fang Qing of the Cangjiang Gate, Long Xiaoyun, has seen Long Zi. I have heard that the master of the Longtao Pavilion is rare in the world.
Come here just for the banquet! "

"Hahaha!"

Wu Tao clapped his hands and laughed loudly, bowing to greet him:
"It's an honor for Wu to have two disciples from the high school come here, it's an honor!"

His hearty laughter seemed to be able to infect everyone, Fang Qing and the two looked slightly relaxed, and the inside and outside of the hall were suddenly filled with laughter.

The dignified killing just a moment ago seemed to have never existed at all.

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Shentong was also laughing, he laughed longer than everyone else, and it was incomparably wild, he bent over and almost burst into tears.

After suppressing the laughter of everyone inside and outside the hall, and attracting their gazes, he slowly straightened up.

"Is it so funny?"

Long Xiaoyun glanced over coldly, murderous intent flashed in his eyes:
"Which one are you?"

On the other side, Fang Shihu and his son's expressions changed, but they joined forces to hold down Fang You, who was in charge of his family.

"Of course it's funny, of course it's funny, it's very funny!"

His mood went up and down, but Jiang Shentong, whose supernatural power had been broken, seemed to have no fear. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, still sneering and laughing.

"Oh?"

Wu Tao was not annoyed, but looked at it with interest:

"Tell me, what are you laughing at? If what you say is interesting, I will make an exception and let you have a banquet."

"I laughed at the crowd of guests in brocade clothes, all pigs and dogs. I laughed at the Cangjiang Gate, who was in vain for having the name of immortality. He was arrogant before being respectful, making people laugh generously..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Jiang Shentong looked around with a sad and indignant expression:
"I also laugh at the people in the city, who are so stupid and ignorant that they don't know what kind of cannibals are lying on top of their heads!"

"Bold!"

"court death!"

"Old man, speak wild words, damn it, damn it!"

Inside the main hall, the air current roared, and it seemed as if the sky was boiling against the sky. The expressions of all the people suddenly changed, and they all reprimanded angrily. What's more, they almost jumped up.

boom!
The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and Long Xiaoyun shot out his sword in anger. With a point of his index finger, the flying sword pierced through Jiang Shentong's body!

Blood spilled on the hall!
"Little Ye Youshen, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

Long Xiaoyun's face sank like water, and the flying sword was stained with blood, but he stopped his hand as if aware of it.

In the hall, Jiang Shentong's face was as white as paper, but he let the sword light penetrate without flashing, and just glanced at everyone coldly.

"In this world, there are no useless supernatural powers, and there are no useless ranks..."

The black clothes were stained with blood, Jiang Shentong murmured softly:

"Ye Youshen, twenty-eight people, with arms as the emperor Yu Ye...Little Ye Youshen, of course it's nothing..."

Click!

It seemed that thunder pierced the night sky.

Just as a sword pierced the throat, Jiang Shentong slashed himself with the sword, blood spilled into the hall, and the ancient scriptures also echoed:
"not good!"

This scene really exceeded everyone's expectations. Fang Qing's expression was in a trance, and his expression suddenly changed:

"He wants to be promoted to Jiuyao?!"

"Promotion? It doesn't seem right, it's not just a promotion, it's not like receiving Daoguo, huh?!..."

Wu Tao lowered his eyes and looked at it, as if he remembered something, a ray of surprise, immediately turned into a cold smile, and laughed:
"The Dao of Heaven has collapsed, and the Court of God is gone! You actually want to sue me?!"

Before ancient times, immortals and Buddhas lived in the world, but the ruler of the heavens was not the Buddha, not the demon god, not the devil emperor, but the heavenly emperor!

The Emperor of Heaven ruled the world, using all kinds of laws to check and balance the immortals and demons, and all the heavens and all worlds respected him.

The god of the lower world, but when encountering forbidden things, he can use his supernatural powers and descend to the Yin Division!
This is not empty talk.

According to legend, the Supreme Heavenly Venerable rewritten the way of heaven with invincible supernatural powers, and carved it in all the ranks of the divine way!

Even if the court of gods collapses and the way of heaven does not exist today, all the ranks of gods still have the power of heaven.

only……

"Even if the Divine Court collapses, the Heavenly Emperor will return eventually! Your evil today will be repaid to all the dragons!"

Among the burning flesh and blood, Jiang Shentong's desolate singing sound, like the legendary mantra, drifted in the thunderstorm:
"Little god wandering in the night, reporting to the various divisions of the court of God, and descending to the gods of the Yin Division! Today, there are evil dragons who cannibalize and commit crimes, and they should be sentenced to death!!!"

Boom!

It seems that words follow the law.

At this moment, Wu Tao's expression finally changed. In the dark, he felt an indescribable existence, as if he was turning his eyes to look down at himself.

The throbbing in the dark told him that what this old guy said has been remembered by the world, and it seems that after endless years, it will really come true!

curse? !
hum!
In the sky, a bright light suddenly appeared, and while the law reverberated, mysterious fluctuations appeared under the sea of ​​thunder.

This is……

"Curse the Dragon Clan, and still want to step on me to be promoted?! It's just a dream!"

There seems to be the sound of a dragon chant resounding through the sky, under the dark clouds, in the ink-like sky, a red dragon's head looks down, its long beard is raised, and the dragon claws:

"I want you to die!"

Boom!

The thunder cloud surged, and the supernatural power reached down with its claws, intending to catch and destroy the mantra of laws and regulations issued by Jiang's supernatural power, together with himself!
hum~
However, at this moment, a crimson light pierced the sky, dyeing the sky red.

"Um?!"

The dragon eyes turned, and Wu Tao was furious:
"He Fang Maoshen, dare to come to die?!"

hold head high!
The dragon chants a masterpiece, Wu Tao is furious and pokes his claws, and Fang Qingben is looking at each other coldly amidst the rumbling and shaking in the Dragon Tao Pavilion.

But I saw the red clothes surging, and the familiar aura struck like a nightmare.

"That is?!"

Fang Qing's expression changed abruptly, and he looked intently, only to see a barefoot ghost stepping out of the rainy night,
With the momentum of endless wind and thunder, he rises up to cut the sky with his sword!

　Hmm... Continue to code words, guarantee two shifts today, and strive for three shifts!

　
(End of this chapter)