Great Dao Ji

He died immediately?

Even the old ministers of Dayong, who had known this would happen, felt chilled when they saw this scene.

"Your Majesty..."

The old minister who first recognized Mo Tianqing lowered his head and sighed:

"It's fate, it's fate..."

He was Mo Tianqing's minister in the palace. Before he became emperor, he followed him in battles and experienced major events such as suppressing rebellions and seizing the throne.

At that time, Mo Tianqing was full of vigor and luck. He was invincible and could turn disasters into good fortune.

But now...

Whoosh~

In the void, the air was rolling.

The man in a red-patterned golden dragon robe stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking at Mo Yin and the Doufa Shenshan below him:

"The Doufa Shenshan, which is famous all over the world, seems to be just like this."

"You are so bold!"

Some old ministers rebuked him, while others felt helpless.

A thousand years of turbulence.

The robbers from the holy places and the Taoist sects stirred up the world and divided the lands. Indistinctly, a pattern of a group of pythons swallowing dragons has already formed.

Even though the Great Yong Dynasty still holds the upper hand, it is gradually unable to cope with the passage of time.

In the past, which cultivator dared to come to Tianshu City alone to provoke trouble?

"Han Donghuang."

Mo Yin looked at the man who dared to come alone with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said indifferently: "What do you want to do in my Tianshu?"

"The general trend cannot be violated. The collapse of the Yong Dynasty is destined by heaven. Neither you nor Mo Tianqing can change this fact."

Han Donghuang stood proudly in the sky, and his tone was calm with an unquestionable domineering tone:

"I came here today, first, to see this Doufa Shenshan, and second, to persuade you to surrender!"

Boom!

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

All the old ministers of Dayong were glaring at them, and one of them shouted in anger:

"How dare you, a rebellious person?! You are just separatists in a state or a prefecture, how dare you despise the power of heaven?! There has never been such a rebellious person in the history of the world!"

"Your Majesty! This man should be killed! This man deserves to die!"

"The child is so rampant, how can he appease the anger if he doesn't die?!"

...

The Doufa Shenshan was in turmoil.

Even Chu Fan, Feng Mingtao, Jing Xiaolou and other reincarnations were angry.

Of course, they did not have the strong sense of belonging to Dayong that these old ministers had, but they had lived here for more than a thousand years.

And they should take whatever they want.

Seeing this man in such a posture, there was naturally a great anger in his heart.

Feng Mingtao cursed even more, and was about to step into the air, but was pulled down by Chu Fan's hand.

Because in the sky, Han Donghuang had already made a move.

Bang!

A deep and long muffled sound resounded through the void.

Han Donghuang stepped on the ground, and with just such a slight movement, the Doufa Divine Mountain roared and shook, and the divine light was bright.

As if it was completely enraged.

The terrifying iron-blooded killing aura surged up, like a red flame, wanting to burn the heavens.

"Hasn't there been such a thing since ancient times?"

The golden dragon robe fluttered, and Han Donghuang held the mace in his hand. The voice of one person suppressed the angry rebukes of Dayong's ministers, and the roar of the Doufa Divine Mountain shook:

"Then, let me start!"

Buzz!

Just a mace facing the sky, it seemed to penetrate the infinite dimension.

At this moment, Chu Fan, Feng Mingtao, Jing Xiaolou and a few others all trembled in their hearts, and the moment they looked up at the sky.

In a faint way, after the infinite dimension, they saw a terrifying red-gold dragon that suppressed all dimensions.

When the mace was pointed to the sky, the red-gold dragon seemed to sense something, and a scale seemed to fall off its body.

Boom!

The next moment, Han Donghuang's golden mace, which was full of divine brilliance, poured down with endless and terrifying golden light!

With irresistible and terrifying power, it hit the Doufa Divine Mountain.

It seemed that it wanted to use this mace to smash this majestic mountain that has carried the luck of heaven and earth for 800,000 years!

"That depends on your means."

Mo Yin's eyelids trembled, and until this moment, he was still confused.

The crisis he sensed a few days ago came from this person?

Shouldn't it?

His thoughts were flying in his mind, but seeing the golden mace fall down, he could only cut off the distracting thoughts.

He didn't say much.

With just a flick of his finger, the entire Doufa Divine Mountain had turned into a huge luminous body.

Endless divine brilliance, luck, and divine light gathered in an instant, and then, like a golden lotus carrying heaven and earth, it slowly bloomed.

He wanted to put the golden mace in it.

As soon as they met, he could see that Han Donghuang was infinitely close to the seven disasters, the so-called immortal gate.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, he triggered the Doufa Divine Mountain that the Great Yong royal family had been practicing for 800,000 years!

Boom!

This time, one of the two sides was the direct descendant of the Lord of Heaven who was infinitely close to the seven disasters, and the other side was the Great Yong Emperor who had gathered the hearts of the people for 800,000 years.

In just a thousandth of a second, the terrifying collision had already erupted.

In an instant, the vast power had shattered the dimensional space where the Doufa Divine Mountain was located, and shook away countless Doufa Divine Platforms.

The extremely violent power explosion made Feng Mingtao, who was famous for his strength, jump.

He screamed and retreated a million miles with Chu Fan and others.

Looking from here again, you can see the nothingness rolling, and endless dimensional debris flying in all directions like a huge meteor shower.

What was broken was far more than just one dimension.

…

"Is this golden-skinned kid so fierce?"

Feng Mingtao smacked his lips repeatedly.

He has made great progress in cultivating the Great Divine Elephant, but he still thinks it is far from enough to cause such a commotion.

The Fighting Divine Mountain is the place of 800,000 years of luck. It is so heavy that he thinks he must condense at least 84,000 Great Divine Elephants before he dares to touch it.

Otherwise, he will be crushed into a pancake.

"The Fighting Divine Mountain once had a record of forcing back seven disasters. Although Han Donghuang is powerful, he can only fight back with borrowed strength.

It won't be long before he will be killed, unless he has other means."

Jing Xiaolou reached out to take a piece of dimensional fragment and sighed deeply:

"I'm afraid our leisurely days are coming to an end."

Han Donghuang's life and death is not important. What is important is that at this time, there are more than 70 "disaster children" like Han Donghuang who are destined to inherit the destiny.

It can be predicted that there will be wars in the near future.

This is a pity for a war madman like Yan Changsha, but for him, it is not a good thing.

He prefers to sit alone by the lake, casting bait to fish, accompanied by green mountains and green water.

Unfortunately...

Boom!

It was just as Jing Xiaolou expected.

Not long after, accompanied by a thunderous roar, a figure flew far away, breaking through the layers of dimensional interlayers, and golden blood spilled into the void.

The divine light converged, and the Doufa Shenshan appeared in front of people again, with the same brilliance, as if unscathed.

Mo Yin stood on the altar on the top of the mountain, his eyes bursting with brilliant divine light, piercing through the void, searching for Han Donghuang's trace.

Over the past thousand years, he had also killed these robbers, but unfortunately, they inherited great luck and were protected by strong people, so they were almost unkillable.

The only thing that could kill them was the struggle of human destiny.

"You can actually cultivate six robberies?"

Han Donghuang's surprised voice came from the rolling void, but in a flash, his tone was already bone-chillingly cold, and there was an even more terrifying power burst out:

"Then you, you deserve to die even more!"

Crack!

He tore through the void, and the golden light around him was shining. The golden mace turned into a ten-thousand-foot dragon flying around.

A moment later, it pierced through the void!

Buzz!

At this moment, an incredible scene appeared in front of everyone.

The dragon transformed by the golden mace pierced through the dimension and sank into the void, but the traces it left did not disappear for a long time.

It didn't seem to break through the air, but it seemed to open a passage to the unknown space and time!

"Not good!"

Chu Fan's heart trembled, and a great crisis arose in his heart. Faintly, he saw a pair of extremely terrifying eyes after seeing the infinite dimensions.

Those eyes were indescribably big.

No celestial bodies, stars, sun and moon could describe them. The moment they opened, the thousands of dimensions in the void were filled with divine light.

Even melted in this divine light.

Like a candle in a raging fire, it melted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Buzz~

At this moment, it seemed that an invisible wind pierced through the void and blew across the endless continent.

"Huh?!"

In Chenhou City, Ning Qi suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with amazing murderous intent:

"Is this the old dragon from Taihuangtian?!"

"Interesting."

On the high platform surrounded by the sea of ​​clouds, Mu Longcheng seemed to have sensed something, staring into the void, and seemed to see the huge, majestic, and extremely sacred red-gold dragon.

"Taihuangtian Dragon God?! Is he descended? No, someone wants to call him?"

"Didn't this old dragon fail to attack the 'Sacred Heaven Gate' and sleep for countless tens of thousands of years? Could it be that he has survived the final catastrophe?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If someone survived the final catastrophe, it must be a shock to the heavens, and the thirty-three heavens will all descend with auspicious signs."

...

The invisible wind blew the heaven and earth, moved the stars, and even made the silent thirty-three heavens lively.

On the top of Dongji Mountain, Taoist Yu Yu remained silent, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Tailongtian has its back against Dachitian. Long before Hundongtianzun became a Taoist, it had targeted Hundongtian more than once.

"Is this the old dragon mount of the Taihuangtian Lord in the intelligence records?"

On a certain mountaintop, the child-like Tunxing bit his finger, looking at the dragon that seemed as big as the world, and couldn't help drooling:

"I don't know if it tastes good or not?"

Boom!

In the void, Han Donghuang showed a painful expression, and the golden light around him brought him endless pain and burning.

For a moment, he almost wanted to give up.

But when he thought of the huge gains from defeating Tianshu City, he still made up his mind, under the gaze of countless eyes from all over the world.

Send out a spell that conveys the world and lasts for a long time:

"In the vastness of the ages, the Taihuang Dragon God descends!"

Om~

The spell resounded.

It seemed to be just the smallest time scale. In the eyes of everyone, the sky seemed to darken, and all the light disappeared.

"Puff!"

On the battle arenas scattered everywhere, the Dayong priests who were proficient in deduction suddenly spurted blood from their mouths and noses, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Seeing the indescribable terrifying calamity, it enveloped Tianshu City, the Battle Mountain, and even the entire Dayong Dynasty!

The giant dragon extended its claws!

Looking at the huge dragon claws extending from the endless dimension, even Chu Fan, who was determined, couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Feng Mingtao's mind was blank, and Jing Xiaolou's face changed.

They were like this, and the group of Dayong's old ministers were completely shrouded in despair.

Unable to resist,

Unable to avoid,

Nowhere to hide!

It seemed that what was waiting for them was destined to be destruction.

"So, this is the crisis I sensed..."

On the Doufa Divine Mountain, which was shaking violently and almost disintegrating, Mo Yin sighed and gave up all his luck.

He took a step forward, bowed slightly, bowed deeply into the void, and said respectfully:

"Teacher, help me!"