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The law of balance that burst out from the depths of the void seemed to be powerless to resist, and was gently grasped in the hand.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

It looks like an ordinary giant palm, but it is surrounded by [-] Dao laws like chains.

These chains of avenues run through time and space, fate and karma run through the entire world.

Under the grasp of this palm, whether it is the law of balance that surpasses many main gods, or the world itself, it seems so helpless and weak.

"Balancing Avenue...is interesting!"

Looking at the brilliance in his palm, the corners of Li Luo's mouth rose slightly, looking very happy.

It is like a small fish, swimming around in the palm.

Thinking about it all the time, escaping from the shackles of the palm.

Lightly grasping the palm, put away the law of balance.

He looked down, where the killing had temporarily stopped.

"I have taken away the law of balance, what else do you need?"

Seeing Feng Yun Wuji standing with his hands tied, Li Luo asked aloud.

Before, the main gods were imprisoned just to use them as bait to fish out the law of balance.

Now that the law of balance is in hand, these baits have lost their usefulness.

As for how to deal with it, it all depends on Fengyun Wuji's decision.

"Thank you Ren Zu for taking the shot, I don't need it anymore!"

Fengyun Wuji pondered for a moment, then shook his head and replied.

"it is good!"

Hearing this, Li Luo nodded noncommittally: "You watch and deal with these gods, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and sent all the main godheads collected before to the opponent.

Since the other party had already made a decision, Li Luo didn't bother to ask.

Then, he stepped away from this world.

The vision all over the sky slowly disappeared, and the whole world returned to silence again.

"Congratulations to Ren Zu!"

Fengyun Wuji bowed down and bowed down.

Turning around, looking at the main gods who were still imprisoned, he showed a wicked smile.

"Hey, let's see who else can save you!"

Chapter 54

Qiankun Continent.

It is one billion miles wide and long from east to west, and stretches eight hundred million miles from north to south.

How big and magnificent the world is!

The beauty of the world is so gorgeous!

At that time, there were eight dynasties, seventy-two dynasties, and three hundred small countries.

There are twelve holy lands, thirty-six sects, one hundred and eight families, and countless sects.

There is a great clan in the primeval forest in the north, whose name is Yao; there is a great clan in the western desert, whose name is Man;

Hundreds of tribes exist in the [-] mountains in the south, and the gods and phoenixes are the leader; the water tribes in the eastern sea gather together, and the dragon tribe is the most respected.

Except for these powerful forces that sit on one side and have been passed down for a long time.

Although there are hundreds of schools of thought such as Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, Buddhism, agriculture, military affairs, and law, each of them shines brightly.

But after tens of thousands of years of evolution, a relatively complete path of practice has roughly been derived.

All realms are divided into ranks one to nine. The ninth rank begins with the establishment of the foundation, the eighth rank, the seventh rank, the sixth rank... until the first rank grand master.

One product, one step, one step at a time.

For a first-rank master, the spirit transforms from emptiness into reality, and forges its own Dharma appearance.

But ten thousand laws cannot be broken, ten thousand armies can be changed, and one person alone can be the master of millions.

Not only that, the great masters suppress the luck of the mountain gate and stand proudly in the world.

His life span is thousands of years, and he deserves the Tao to live forever.

Sit and watch the situation change, sit and watch the clouds roll and the clouds relax.

Carefree, unrestrained.

However, the immortal, rides above the mortal realm.

Immortals have boundless magic power and infinite supernatural powers.

Its longevity is immeasurable, its strength is also infinite, and it is overwhelming in the world, and it cannot be compared with other people of the same level.

There is a saying that has been circulated in the Qiankun Continent for thousands of years.

Under Gai Xian, everyone is an ant!

The way of cultivation is so prosperous that it is a well-deserved world of great struggle!

At that time, there were many forces in the kingdom of the human race, and they either had close acquaintances with each other, or married relatives.

They fought endlessly with each other, never stopped, never unified.

Occasionally, monsters, barbarians and other alien races invaded the territory of the human race, plundering the population for blood, and turning thousands of miles into bones.

Or there may be immortals who went deep into the hinterland of alien races in order to avenge blood and blood, beheaded countless alien races, and acted as a warning in Beijing.

Therefore, the entire continent has been fighting for years, and the various forces are each other's sworn enemies.

A wise man once lamented that if there are people with great luck, great wisdom, and great courage to rule the universe, they will be able to sweep away the alien race and ascend to the supreme throne.

...

80 years ago.

From time to time, a fairy was born out of the sky, and his name was Zishou.

At the beginning, he was only alone, but it was like a single spark that spread across the world and swept across the universe.

In the 80s, the South and the North were fought, and the East was conquered and the West was conquered, so the universe was unified.

Tianjing City.

It is located in the center of the mainland, adjacent to Tianzhu Mountain, the highest mountain in the world.

This is the largest city in the mainland. After Zishou unified the mainland, he mobilized millions of people and took three years to build it.

Afterwards, Zishou mobilized the people of the world to enter Tianjing, making it the center of the world.

Dongcheng, Zhengyangmen.

People came and went on the avenue, and the horses and horses were like dragons, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Tomorrow will be the grand enthronement ceremony of the Emperor Shou.

All over the world, the Eight Great Holy Lands, the Eighteenth Sect, the Nine Frontier Army Towns, and the state herdsmen of various prefectures came to watch the ceremony and give gifts one after another.

All of a sudden, the whole city of Tianjing became very lively.

The major inns in the capital are overcrowded, and it is impossible to find a vacant room.

The price of an ordinary room has increased by more than ten times.

Even so, it is still in short supply.

Next to the official road near the city gate, there is a simple and temporary teahouse.

The grandpa and grandson were busy boiling water and making tea without stopping.

Tea is not expensive, only two Wen a bowl.

At this time, a young scholar with elegant demeanor walked into the teahouse, as if he had traveled for a long time and was full of dust.

He picked a table and sat down, and greeted: "Shopkeeper, a bowl of tea!"

At this time, it was noon, the sun was scorching, and it was extremely hot.

Most passers-by will spend a few pennies to buy a cup of tea to quench their thirst.

"okay."

The old man's face was wrinkled, and he brought tea over immediately after hearing the words.

Out of the habit of common people, he sneaked a few glances, seeing that the scholar didn't look like a poor student.

Her gestures are extraordinary, but she is more like a family member.

But since the rise of Emperor Zishou, haven't those aristocratic families been suppressed by iron and blood?

Where in the world is the son of a family?

Even if there was, how could he come to drink this cheap tea with a weak taste.

These questions just circulated in the old man's heart and disappeared in an instant.

The old man didn't think much, seeing another guest coming in, he hurriedly greeted him.

"I never thought that it would be in front of Jisa from Jixia Academy, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a blue Taoist robe walked into the tea room.

Looking at the young scholar sitting at the table and drinking tea leisurely, the Taoist seemed a little surprised and a little relieved.

"It turns out that you are the Taoist friend Xiaoyaozi who is the head teacher of the Shangqing Palace. I didn't expect you to come to the Shangqing Palace!"

The scholar took a sip of the rough tea and bad water, but he was happy with it.

An invisible force field diffused, isolating the surrounding space.

The busy grandfather and grandson, as well as the pedestrians around, turned a blind eye to him, as if they were in different dimensions.

"Emperor Zishou was born out of nowhere and swept the world, even the holy places are not immune!"

The middle-aged Taoist's face was as rosy as a baby's, his eyes were calm, and he flicked the dust with his right hand, and replied lightly:

"If I don't come, I'm afraid that my Shangqing Palace will follow in the footsteps of the other four families and turn into dust!"

There were originally 36 holy places, [-] Shangzong sects, and [-] aristocratic families.

Now, only the Eight Great Sacred Lands and the Eighteen Supreme Sects remain, and there are no aristocratic families.

The rest of them all disappeared in the long river of history because they disobeyed Emperor Zishou.

"That's right, that great emperor is so murderous that he is unmatched in history!"

When the scholar heard this, his expression changed slightly.

Thinking about those comrades in the rivers and lakes in the past, the grass on the grave is now three feet high.

Originally drinking Zhengxiang's tea, but I couldn't drink it anymore.

"Unify all nations, subjugate foreign races, and destroy demons! Perhaps, for my human race, this can be regarded as a great world!"

The scholar shook his head slightly and said instead.

When talking about that great emperor outside Tianjing City, it is better not to speak ill of him.

Otherwise, if he is caught by the pigtails, he might implicate the sect.

"Yes, only with iron and blood methods can we show the strength of our human race!"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded, and said: "It's just that the poor Taoist didn't expect that the Buddhist sect would support the bandits and respect themselves, be merciful and merciful!"

"Collude with foreign races, support the bandits, and take death!"

Hearing what the middle-aged Taoist said, the young scholar said disdainfully.