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Chapter 399 4 Seats Submerged in Gaotian, the Evil Prophecy Beared by Jing Chao

Chapter 399 Four Seats Submerged in the High Sky, the Evil Prophecy Beared by Jing Chao

"The saint made a vow with the four gods outside the territory by offering sacrifices to his parents and children?

Xun Changling, you are really rebellious!
How dare you speak nonsense in front of me, in an attempt to confuse the public!

It's time to kill!Damn it! "

Yang Hongduan sat on the grand master's chair, clenched his hands suddenly, as if glaring at King Kong.

The fierce eyes are like a cold current falling, enveloping the whole spacious study house.

Whoooo, whoooo!

The bone-piercing killing intent radiated out, and it was like ghosts crying and gods howling, just like the essence.

Inch-by-inch airflow condenses into cold frost, covering the deep void, almost freezing the blood marrow.

That kind of slight pain, like a needle prick.

In an instant, it hit Xun Changling's whole body!
It seems to fall into the endless purgatory, the bloody copper furnace!
Tormented and tortured!
"Master... If you don't believe me! Why can't you listen to me!?"

This forty-year-old scholar of Qing Dynasty lost his former demeanor, and shouted hoarsely, raising his head.

He deeply felt the heavy power of the Grandmaster of Military Dao, his muscles and bones in his body crackled, and he shuddered violently like fried beans, and vomited a mouthful of blood again.

However, Xun Changling still did not give up, desperately urging the vision of "spring thunder bursting out of his tongue"!

Those gray and white dark eyes were shining brightly, looking straight at Duke Liang who was about to kill him.

The loud voice vibrated the void, arousing layers of ripples, like a battering ram smashing into the bottom of Yang Hong's heart.

"It's nothing but tricks! This is also the reason why I look down on Confucianists. They only tell stories and talk with each other. How can we calm down the world?
No matter how much Ji Yuanhui studies and cultivates his literary spirit, he is still a great master who can move mountains and rivers with one sleeve!
You, Xun Changling, are willing to be the lackeys of the Four Gods, humiliating your courage, and tarnishing your literary heart. You have long since lost the sense of "my book business is like a rainbow"! "

The light in Yang Hong's eyes sank, as if he was a towering and heavy mountain.

Click, click!
Xun Changling has undergone several blood changes and is comparable to a solid body forged from fine steel.

Just like porcelain knocking and hitting, large cracks burst out in an instant!
It seems that the next moment, it will fall apart!

Hula, I saw a shocking bright red blood.

The hideous wounds that burst open from the forehead, cheeks, chest, etc. in an instant, gushed out.

Even if he runs his true energy with all his strength, he will transform the four visions of "the body is not stained by dust", "water and fire are not invaded", "solid as gold", and "wenqu stars move", intending to resist.

But still can't resist half a snap of a finger!

Xun Changling clenched his teeth, his whole body stretched and swelled, sweeping away the blood and dust.

The skin of the tendons and bones presents a faint golden color, as indestructible as a piece of divine iron.

Three inches above the head, there is an ink star the size of a millstone emerging in the sky.

But the moment these visions condensed, they were all crushed to pieces by Yang Hong's erupting guru pressure!

In all fairness, together with the previous "golden sound and jade vibration" and "bright lamp hanging from the top", Xun Changling has cultivated a total of six levels of Confucian visions.

Putting it in the Shangyin Academy, it can also be called a top-notch leader.

But in the face of a master of military skills who has destroyed cities and pulled out strongholds, it is still not enough to look at.

It is as fragile as an ant, and it can be crushed to death with just one finger!

"Nianzai has been chasing love for many years, Xun Changling, I have given you a chance to survive the last days of Banzhuxiang. Whether you can save your own life depends on your ability!"

Yang Hong raised his eyebrows and said expressionlessly.

The location world evolved by the Grandmaster of the Five Realms immediately included a hundred steps within a radius of a radius.

In this way, even if Xun Changling has the means to reach the sky, he will not be able to escape for a while.

"Regarding the humble background of the saint, the Duke must know better than others, so I don't need to repeat it.

Looking at the past and present for 3000 years, the people with the worst backgrounds are none other than the sages and great ancestors of Yan.

The latter was a mere pavilion chief, exiled in Mount Mang, but he was able to experience several ups and downs, and finally beat the overlord who was born in a wealthy family, which is really rare.

But no matter how shabby Dayan Gaozu is, he is still a small official who can run amok in the countryside, and he can call three thousand children to follow him on the spot.

Looking back, my grandfather was Duke Wei Guofeng, at most he was from a poor family and cannot be called a poor family.

But the saint is a real refugee. His parents and brothers died of the locust plague, and he was homeless at the age of nine. He had to flee famine to beg for food and was ordained as a monk!
When he grows up, he still doesn't know a few big characters, and can only write his own name, Bai Chongba.

How can such a person soar into the sky and be unstoppable since he joined the Red Turban Rebel Army?

At that time, Han Shidong had already been elected as King Xiaoming, and ruled the land of the three prefectures.

Zhang Jiushi has sold his property and bought eighteen fine horses,
Chen Hongji took over his father's family business and became the young rudder master of the southern waterway...

Even you, the Duke of the Kingdom, had already achieved great success at that time!
But in the end, the sage who aspired to the top of the world and succeeded in fighting for the dragon was still a little monk who knew only a few tricks! "

Yang Hong's eyes were lowered, and the strong killing intent hovered like dark clouds, as if he would strike at any moment.

After a moment of silence, he replied lightly:

"A sage is a man of fortune, a son of destiny favored by heaven and earth, how can you speculate for no reason?

Xun Changling, you don't have much time left. "

"Grandpa Guo's words are a bit wrong. You are a master of the five realms. Don't you know how much energy and blood martial arts need to be supplied?"

Xun Changling knelt on the ground, his body was covered with cracks and cracks, and he couldn't stop bleeding red blood, he was very miserable.

The whole figure is like a jade artifact that was smashed and then put together again.

"The sage joined the rebel army at the age of 25. At the beginning, he led a horse for others. He learned to read and write from a private school teacher, and he was proficient in writing and ink.

But in just three years, he was proficient in arranging troops, training soldiers, and managing people's livelihood, and he even outshone the main general Luo Xingyun in the limelight!
Especially Martial Dao Jinyi, from an external martial arts master, made breakthroughs several times in a row, and directly condensed the true strength successfully!
Knowing martial arts as soon as you learn them, mastering your moves as soon as you practice them, and inheriting all kinds of unique skills, it is not difficult to obtain a saint at all!

What's even more bizarre is that when the sage was surrounded by Yingtian, the whole army ran out of food and grass, the big ship they built was burned, and the wind direction was not right for a long time, but the queen Luo who accompanied the army gave birth to the prince.

The two Chaohu water armies immediately returned, sent more than a thousand warships, and the east wind came, crossed the river at night, joined the Kaiping Wangyan Renbo, and conquered Caishiji!
Unify the south of the Yangtze River, become the king on the spot, and use luck to add to the body,

Break through the five realms in one go, and slay Xuantian Shenglong Daoist in array!

Immediately, there was no rival in martial arts.

Climb into the mountains alone, and subdue the supreme master of the six true lineages!
In the end, it also broke the established number of days that the expedition to the north and south after 3000 failed.

May I ask the Duke of the country, if you change places, you may be able to do it? ! "

Yang Hong's eyelids twitched slightly, and his murderous intent became heavier, and he said lightly:
"I can't do it, but a saint can do it.

As I said just now, the saint is the son of destiny, a real dragon like Emperor Yanwu.

What's so strange about disasters turning into auspiciousness and disasters turned into good fortune?
Xun Changling, you still have one last sentence, just use it to confess your last words.

No matter how clever your tongue is, you can't shake the saint's great achievements in standing up to the orthodoxy and reorganizing the universe!
Not to mention, pour a basin of dirty water on it! "

Xun Changling bowed his head, the gray color in his eyes became more intense.

At this juncture of life and death, he pulled out a strange smile, and raised his hands with difficulty, digging open his chest like a knife digging through flesh.

The blood-red heart, beating like a drum, was held in the palm of the hand as if breathing in and out.

what's the situation?
Suicide?

Just as Yang Hong's eyes were condensed slightly, he thought that Xun Changling was going to play some heresy technique.

He sealed off the location world with a radius of [-] paces, suddenly shocked!
"My lord, seeing is believing and hearing is believing.

No matter how much I say, it is not as convincing as what you have seen in person! "

Xun Changling recited the prayer and said softly:
"All things are impermanent, unpredictable...seek knowledge like a hunger, be humble like a fool... only wonder and wisdom, don't be trapped..."

As he spat out the long and obscure syllables, Yang Hong clearly felt that the location world was beating violently like a big gong.

In the deep void, there seems to be an indescribable air mechanism flowing down, slowly rolling out like a big curtain, interweaving into a blurred realm of reality and illusion.

"What are you going to do? In front of my lord, to inspire strange people?
Think He can save you! "

Yang Hong stood up abruptly, clenched his five fingers into fists, and his blood surged up into the sky, like a banner waving!
Before he could make a move, he smashed Xun Changling's half-dead body, and the gray mist surged, outlining a familiar figure from the back.

"saint……"

Yang Hong was stunned.

The back figure is tall and majestic, dressed in the most noble dragon robe and mianfu, with his head slightly raised, as if he was watching the sky.

As a sworn brother who was born and died with Bai Zhongqi, and a servant of the dragon who worked hard and made great achievements, Yang Hong was absolutely convinced that this is a saint!

It is definitely not a trick to confuse the mind!
There is no other reason, the dragon vein breath of the humane dynasty, and the orthodox national fortune of Xuanzhou, cannot be transformed at will!
This is an imperial throne appointed by heaven and earth. Before the ancient calamity, it was the emperor of ninety-nine, not much inferior to the gods and Buddhas of the heavens.

Even, just in terms of luck in the world and closeness to the avenue, it is still better.

"My lord, you have to see clearly what this Jingchao sage is doing!"

Xun Changling smiled triumphantly, as if he already knew this earth-shattering secret.

Yang Hong turned a deaf ear, his eyes burst into divine light, like two bright lamps illuminating the void.

The back of the sage's stalwart is like a giant mountain stretching for thousands of miles, standing firmly on a temple of heaven built with five-colored soil.

For some reason, there was a trace of solemnity between the brows of this supreme being in charge of the dynasty.

Then, as if he had figured something out, he walked four steps backwards on the altar that prayed to heaven and earth.

The deep void dimmed slightly, like an unimaginably huge body, quietly casting a large shadow, covering the surrounding light.

The four long benches that are pitch black, like cast iron stones, and lingering with ancient Austrian patterns, slowly appear.

"Outside...the four gods! It's really the four gods!
Why did the saint summon the projections of the four gods in the city of Tianjing and the imperial palace! ?

Could it be..."

Yang Hong's heart beat wildly, as if he sensed an ominous aura containing great terror, which seemed to be gradually approaching like a raging wave.

The endless void and abyss suddenly set off a huge tide, and the fearful aura that escaped was enough to distort all kinds of living beings and swallow all sentient beings!
That is the voice of the four gods.

Even if the Grandmaster of the Five Realms touches that wave of thoughts, he will suffer from five declines, and his sanity will sink and rot!
Yang Hong took a deep breath and tried his best to keep his mind, not to feel the huge turmoil like mighty heavenly power.

The first to question was the third iron and stone seat that was billions of feet high and extended into the sky.

The ancient Austrian patterns and long-lasting patterns imprinted on it are quite strange at first glance, like an endlessly split eye pupil, which contains all the taboos and secrets of the heavens and the universe.

Yang Hong believes that all the knowledge seekers in this world can't resist the great temptation of mastering the knowledge of the changes of everything in the world!
Only at this moment did he understand why Xun Changling willingly fell into the hands of the Four Gods.

"No wonder the sage once said that the only way to resist the Four Gods is not to understand, not to explore, not to pursue.

Cover your ears, close your eyes, and be utterly sage and wise, and you will not be infected by the void!

But... the saint didn't do this?It only takes four steps backwards, and the projections of the four gods can be summoned to take a big risk and descend on Tianjing!

This is definitely not an ordinary sequence level of disciples, walkers, etc.! "

An extremely complicated and unspeakable expression flashed in Yang Hong's eyes, and the four words Xun Changling just said came to mind.

Chaos God's Choice!
"I regret it."

Following the turmoil and calm of the third iron-stone seat, Jing Chaosheng, with his hands behind his back, had a cold brow, and answered decisively in an unquestionable tone.

Before the words fell, the deep void like abyss and sea rolled up turbulent waves.

The extremely terrifying blue aura, like a real thunderbolt, flows down from an unknown height!

If this terrible blow that exhausted the vitality of the void fell on the Xuanzhou world, it would easily shatter nearly half of the land in the prefecture!
It can be called a real destruction of heaven and earth!
Far beyond the pinnacle of Qi and Blood Martial Arts!
"Remember, what I am willing to give belongs to you."

Jing Chaosheng still maintained a calm expression, shaking his head and saying:

"I don't want to give it to you, come and ask for it!"

The supreme and noble dragon robe was fluttering, and the nine golden real dragon scale claws embroidered on it were waving vividly.

hold head high!
A dragon's chant, like a rolling divine sound, shook the world in an instant!

With the raised brows of the sage Jing Chao, nine dazzling golden lights piercing the sky and the earth flowed upstream like a huge waterfall!

hum!
The illusory realm that is as real as it is shattered like a mirror, with huge cracks running like dragons and snakes.

"The saint fights against the four gods alone?!"

When Yang Hong saw this scene, the intertwined energy was pressed down like a big grind.

The shock caused the corners of his eyes to burst, and blood gushed out like a fountain, blurring everything he saw.

The last scene that came into my mind was the "click" sound of the third iron and stone seat submerged in the sky, and an extremely subtle trace appeared.

Immediately, the remaining several huge projections floated up like a sky-filling curtain, all releasing a terrifying turmoil that shocked the world!
Dozens of big demons below seemed to be stepping into the sea of ​​blood, looking at the most noble dragon robe and crown, and speaking in place of the worshiped four gods:

"Using the title of Qishi...Blood God...Rage Lord...Dragon Lord, let's make a bad prophecy!
The five dragons are in the same dynasty, and the flesh and blood are fighting each other!

Bai Zhongqi, since you refuse to fulfill the oath you made, you will suffer backlash from the void!
Lost son, lost wife, lost siblings, lost national fortune!
This curse should not be tolerated by heaven! "

The sage Jing Chao seemed indifferent, with a wave of his sleeve, the 99 dragon energy prohibition methods were activated instantly, smashing all the phenomena that appeared in the deep void.

"It's numerous fun to fight the destiny!
The world is turning, time is pressing, ten thousand years is too long, just seize the day and night!
It is said that it is not easy for a gnat to shake a tree, but I am invincible in the world..."

The storm subsided and returned to calm.

Yang Hong bowed his head and rested his hands on the big case.

After a while, he slowly sat back on the master chair.

"The sage... is not the son of destiny at all, he is just a big thief who stole the primordial void, the authority of the four gods, and deceived the world!

Grandpa, your respect and admiration all come from a big lie! "

Xun Changling looked like a burnt candle, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly, but he couldn't help sneering:
"Facts speak louder than words, the Duke should know how to make a decision.

Apart from this great gift, I also want to bring a prophecy for Qishi,

Being greedy for wolves and eating sheep is not a dead end, breaking the army can also lead to seven kills!

As long as the Duke of the country nods, Ji Jiulang will soon die at the hands of the ruthless sweetheart of the Mieshengmeng! "

(End of this chapter)

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