All Heavens Gou Xian

The Zhou Tian Xing Dou formation, which was originally trembling and unstable, did not shake because of Wang Shu's return and Chang Xi's loss of position. Instead, he continued to confront the Twelve Ancestral Witches, maintaining a strange balance.

Exchange life for time, use time to win space, so resolute and decisive, so without hesitation.

The six sages of heaven who were eating melons and watching operas in Emperor Wa's heaven were filled with emotion. Among them, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed slightly: "What a sun emperor, what a moon emperor, Wang Shu was not wronged when he lost!"

The Taishang Taoist ancestor was there, and commented: "If two pairs face each other, the winner or loser is still unknown. The sun and the sun, who is weaker and who is stronger, the yin and yang complement each other, and the world is called the emperor."

"If the sun star gave birth to a sun god, and Wang Shu became a Taoist couple, he must be the natural leader of the star god, and he could even compete with Emperor Taitian for the position of god emperor."

"That's right, it's so weird, it's the sun star that gave birth to a goddess." Lingbao Tianzun sighed, "Besides, who would have thought that Emperor Jun would be so ignorant of martial arts, betraying his appearance and taking Xihe."

Emperor Wa suddenly sneered: "Why can't I think of it, isn't it Xuanyuan's old business to sell his appearance?!"

"When I hadn't proved the Tao back then, facing Jiang You's retreat, I almost lost the base camp. In the end, I relied on the three thousand Taoist couples and the tribal ancestors behind them, and their connections. It was dragged until Jiang You made a mistake. , and then joined forces with Emperor Yan to prove Da Luo, and was able to transcend the chessboard and turn death into life."

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed melancholy: "Eat soft rice to such an extent, eat the unification of the human race, eat the ancient compass, I have to say that this is also a skill, and others will never learn it."

Lingbao Tianzun nodded deeply. At the level of Daluo, he can figure out any beauty and charm by himself. If you want to win the sincerity, you must have a heart-to-heart and like-mindedness.

If there is a betrayal and the era where great power belongs to oneself, there will never be a status quo where men are superior to women, and the hatchet will fall to the ground immediately.

There were two famous sayings of the Xuanyuan family that were circulated throughout the world, and one was that I danced on three thousand eggs.

Another sentence is that I love many people, but I have loved each of them deeply, and I am sincere to everyone.

The key thing is that this is still true. After a certain period of time, the love will fall apart. After that, the love will not disappear, it will only transfer.A schizophrenic view of love.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, perception, perception, action, consciousness, and so on."

Xuanyuan's brilliant deeds were also known to the two western sages. The leading sage proclaimed the Buddha's name and read a piece of scriptures. His face was simple and indifferent, indicating that the monks did not understand these things.

The Zhunti sage nodded in agreement, clasped his hands together: "That's good, that's good,"

A wise man does not fall in love, and builds a beautiful Buddhist country.

When you have time to fall in love, it is better to spend more time with people who are destined. He thinks that Emperor Wangshu who has returned has a destiny with the West, and has a great light, which can shine on the Tathagata as a precious light.

Of course, the premise is that Emperor Wangshu Taiyin can survive this catastrophe, there is no catastrophe in Da Luo, only people are in trouble.

Chang Xi came over aggressively, even took out his heart to play chess, with a posture of destroying the world, Goddess Wang Shu sighed slightly, and said in a resentful tone: "What a disaster, I'm weak all over, fellow Daoist Laurel, can you Would you like to borrow your place for a break?"

Just as there is Fusang in the sun, there is laurel above the lunar eclipse. Even Wangshu was able to guide the lunar eclipse so smoothly this time, soaring to the palace of the moon, because of the power of the elixir of laurel, the innate spiritual root.

If you say that Yuegui, the innate spiritual root, knows nothing about the situation at this moment, you are really lying to a child.

Chang Xi's heart tightened, he stared at the innate spiritual roots with jade-like branches in the moon palace, frowned, and immediately shouted: "Yuegui, what are you going to do? Have I treated you badly for so many years? I will never forget this bitch. people!"

"Cooperate with me to suppress her, I will pretend that this incident never happened!"

Goddess Wangshu's voice sounded here, she was still pitiful, and she said with deep resentment: "Brother Yuegui, sister Changxi has been spoiled by you these years, I love you so much, how could I scold you when I was a moon god, If you let me go back, I will definitely not treat you so roughly."

It's wonderful, it's really wonderful, how many eras have there been some face between Da Luo, and there are few such embarrassing actions, for a while, Zhou Tian's Star Dou Formation and the Twelve Ancestral Witch's Heavenly God Demon Formation eased up , I don’t know how many great sages are watching and eating melons here.

"Brother Yuegui, this is the last time I will call you brother. If you disagree, I will leave now. I don't want you and Chang Xi to be unhappy."

Wang Shu sighed slightly, and was about to dissipate the gathering of ancestral energy, fall back into the depths of the long river of time and space, and fall into an eternal sleep.

The atmosphere was extremely weird, and even many Tianzun looked at Di Jun with different eyes, as if there was an extra hat on his head.

There is no way, Wang Shu's words are too imaginative, even if there is nothing wrong, there will be rumors and public opinions.

After all, Da Luo is the first productive force to eat melons.

"Ugh!"

When Wangshu was about to become Taoist, a sigh resounded through the depths of time and space, and a congenital laurel tree stretched out its branches.

Goddess Wangshu was overjoyed at once, and swept up. The ancestral qi of Taiyin Huanghua Suyao Yuanjing was conceived and born on the branches of the laurel tree, and endless light was sprinkled down one after another. In the light, snowflakes danced. All kinds of visions were intertwined and scattered, overlapping, and suddenly began to collapse into ruins, condensing into a little bit of true spirit form.

Chapter 31 Demon Saint Feilian Qinzu Feilian (2/2)

As the head of the stars and one of the three noble stars, the lunar position is supernatural, unlike the starry sky planets whose brilliance comes from the stars, as Pangu's binoculars, they are not attached to the sun, after all, the left eye and the right eye are equally noble in the center.

The Taiyin Huanghua Suyaoyuanjing congenital ancestral spirit was born on the laurel tree, causing ripples in time and space, circulating the Taiyin Qi, the real spirit emerged, the form gave birth to the god, the god gave birth to the body, and the body transformed into the moon palace Huanghua Suyaoyuanjing, the queen Taiyin Yuanjun, the majestic dharma body Wearing a crown of laurel, wearing purple and red shoes, dressed in white gauze, holding a white jade slip of time, hanging a golden sword with seven stars, and wearing a white jade ring.

Moment of Fanghua, a statue that controls the power of the yin, symbolizes negative concepts, orders the concubine to nourish the nectar, urges the beauty of the valley, and the emperor of the yin, who descends from the dark frost to the young girl, and restrains the richness of the autumn, rises slowly.

The real divine emperor, who was congenitally divine, entered the Hall of Supreme One, and participated in the true flow of the prehistoric multiverse history, is not Guan Shengdijun, but a Sanshu emperor like Yiyuan Daojun can be compared.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Primordial Multiverse, wearing white clothes and a laurel crown, the Luna Wang Shu, who has returned from calamity, stretched his body slightly, with a lazy smile on his beautiful face, and whispered softly: "What a dream!" "

Yueyu Changxi's expression was ashen, she had already sensed that her authority in the divine way was beginning to waver and wither little by little.

If you compare Taiyintian to a company, Yueyu Changxi originally occupied six layers of shares, the innate spiritual root Laurel tree occupied three layers of shares, and the former Luna Wangshu only had one layer of shares.

Now that Laurel and Wangshu are jointly reorganizing the company, Chang Xi's shares are being diluted, reduced, and reorganized.

And this is just the beginning. If there is no accident, this situation will continue until Chang Xi is kicked out of the cloudy day board.

"Yuegui, since you chose Wangshu." Chang Xi said with a cold expression, "Then you can't blame me!"

For many years, Chang Xi had usurped the position of the Moon God, so he was prepared for Wang Shu's recovery, but how could he be unprepared for the second strongest person in the Moon Palace, the innate spiritual root laurel tree.

"Wu Gang do it!"

I saw Chang Xi throwing a cup as a sign, and the five hundred knife and ax hands in ambush in the Moon Palace... Ahem, the five hundred permanent guards merged into one person, holding the knife and ax into a stream of light, rushed into the Moon Palace in an instant, lifted the axe just chop.

"Skybreaker!"

Looking at the ax that pierced the chaos with the big man's fingers and cut open time and space, Goddess Wang Shu subconsciously exclaimed, and then came back with a reaction, frowning and saying: "No, it's an imitation."

If it was really the sky axe, Chang Xi would have already brought it up to chop up his own house, so why would he let his subordinates use it to deal with the laurel tree.

Wu Gang held an ax to cut through endless time and space, annihilating the vitality of life, Da Luo would not be destroyed, not to mention the innate spiritual root known for its immortality and vitality. The vitality has just been extinct, and it is rising in ruins and recovering in extinction.

The branches and leaves of the laurel tree swayed gently, the sea became dust, the thunder and lightning dried up, and the mist approached the earth again. The shackles of the world were opened, and evolution continued to evolve, breaking the shackles one after another. for tempering.

As soon as Wu was cut down here, the laurel tree on the other side came back to life, just like a perpetual motion machine, repeating the cycle, trapped in time.

Chang Xi smiled coldly: "Even if it is an imitation, it is enough to restrain the innate spiritual root."

"Without the intervention of the laurel tree, Wang Shu, you can continue to sleep!"

"Hey, it's really disharmonious to fight and kill just after waking up."

Goddess Wangshu sighed leisurely: "I..."

"Fuck your mother!" Chang Xi couldn't help shouting angrily: "Wang Shu, you female tyrannosaurus in the ancient times! Old witch! Who are you fooling!"

"If you hadn't made too many enemies back then and aroused public anger, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to sneak in!"

"Resurrection is now pretending to be pure and weak, how shameless!"

Ever since she recovered, she has been in a slow manner, and the gentle and gentle Goddess Wangshu's pupils suddenly burst into a killing intent, cutting down the stars and rivers, and shattering the void.

The Taiyin is the symbol of the yin and yang of the heaven and the earth. The so-called extremes of things can turn into disasters. The sun is warm, but it turns into destruction when it falls to the human world. The same is true for the Taiyin.

Goddess Wangshu, whom Chang Xi jokingly calls the female Tyrannosaurus, can have such a good temper.

"Chang Xi, you are courting death!"

As soon as the words fell, the fairy in white, the Taiyin Yuanjun who reproduced the multiverse, and a round of the universe appeared behind the goddess Wangshu, reflecting the scene of the Taiyin cave. There are emperors, immortals, and gods in the moon. way.The moon is the palace of Yin in the Guanghan cave, which is naturally metabolized, and the forest of green flowers and purple osmanthus is also called Jianglin.The branches and leaves are red orchids, and the gods eat the flowers and fruits, and their lifespan is the same as the sun and the moon, and they rise into the Daluo sky.

That was the scene of Wang Shu in charge of the cloudy sky in the past, and now it is reappearing in the world!

In the middle of the moon, the emperors, immortal officials, gods, and all living beings are all Wangshu's dependents and obedient gods. After being awakened by the old master, they immediately looked excited and bowed their heads in praise: "Praise, Guanghan is the most holy, and the purple light is true. The yin of the North Pole Que, in charge of the soul of life. Distinguish length, good and bad, good and bad, short and round; Show disaster and good luck, good fortune and good fortune. Parade can't stop, jade rabbit travels in nine ways; brilliance is endless, plain soul hits all in Xingfang."

"Where the fortune is illuminated, the real lotus is born. Great compassion and great wishes, great sages and great mercy. Moon Palace Suyao Taiyin Emperor, Huiguang shines brightly on Heavenly Venerable!"

Not to be outdone, the moon god Changxi raised his arms and raised his arms, and a multi-verse universe rose and fell, among which thousands of monsters howled, worshiped the holy moon, and the emperor's ointment was shaped like countless olives, ten thousand golden threads, running through the world, hanging down the world , grass and trees receive its essence, birds and beasts bestow essence, and all living beings, regardless of race, are enlightened under the action of Emperor Liuye.

All things are psychic, and psychic is a demon!

Under the general trend of the demon clan, the demon spirits of the moon god Changxi's family members flourished and multiplied in the heavens, not inferior to Wangshu's family members.

One is the Moon Royal Demon Empress, who is graceful and luxurious, and is worshiped by thousands of monsters. The other is the innate moon god, elegant and refined, with countless family members. At this moment, they are facing each other. A group of monsters fought in the chaos, which became a little embellishment for the Lich's calamity.

The collision of the old and the new lunar sky will determine who is the real lunar supreme, the innate moon god, which has attracted countless eyes.

Ri Yuxi and several times wanted to rescue Chang Xi, one of the three corpses of his family, but was interrupted by Wu Rushou, the ancestor of gold among the twelve ancestor witches. The demon emperor and queen, the demon saint and the demon god each have their own opponents. Can't get away from the chessboard.

I can only watch this cruel game going on. If Wang Shu wins, no emperor will descend from the Taiyin Star, it will cut off the future hope of the Yaozu and destroy the foundation of the future.

This is a long battle, every celestial being is fighting for it, and every sentient being is looking for a chance of survival.

The only abnormality is the role of Zuwu, Zhulong Aobing, who is playing with the demon saint Fei Lian, gradually becomes numb.

Can such a war really be participated in by oneself?

Can the so-called Qin State really participate in this kind of war? !

And why did his own family's first-time Golden Immortal fight back and forth with the demon saint Fei Lian!

Even if he controls the body of the candle dragon himself, it is full of loopholes for Da Luo!

At the moment when Zhulong Ao Bing was numb, the demon saint Fei Lian suddenly smiled strangely.

A voice came from the depths of the void, and went straight to Ao Bing's ears.

"I will defeat Emperor Shang, and you will destroy Tian Zhou and avenge Fei Lian for me!"

Suddenly, Ao Bing almost broke out in a cold sweat, and suddenly figured out something!

Fei Lian, the great sage of the demon court, and Fei Lian, the important minister of the Shang Dynasty, are so similar. It can be seen that the grievances and grievances in the long river of time have not been understood. History is changing, but people have not changed!

What has been done will be done again, and what has been done will be done again

Lich and Conferred God, both are interlinked!

Chapter 32 The Twelve Ancestral Witches Don’t Talk About Wu Morality

Da Luo is not there, in the past, in the future, in the present, they are all present

At the moment of Fei Lian's reminder, Ao Bing was enlightened, and suddenly realized that his home battlefield was not here.

In the past, it belonged to Lich, where demon sages competed with ancestor witches, but now it belongs to Fengshen, where Yin Shang struggles with Tian Zhou.The future belongs to Xianqin, and Ao Bing's responsibility is to lead Xianqin to evolve continuously, and finally board the stage of the future.

In the time and space of the Lich, the Heavenly Emperor and the Taoist Ancestor played games, the Demon Emperor and the Ancestral Witch danced together, Taiyi became the commander, Da Luo played the game, and Taiyi played the game, brewing a catastrophe.

The monster clan has the power of the weak and the strong, and the monsters are like dragons. The witch clan has the concept of equality of all beings and the detached concept of saving the prehistoric.

It's not that Qin State influences the Wu Clan, but the Wu Clan influences Qin State. The great witches are not afraid of life and death, and roar to the sky. This is standing upright, and everyone is like a dragon!

From witches to people, what is a witch and what is a human.

A group of messy creatures led by the ancestor witch Zhulong Aobing, the people of Qin State with different ideologies, many races, and chaotic thoughts, this is the witch, the chaotic witch.

Xing Tian who rebelled against the Emperor of Heaven, Dayi who shot the sun, and Kuafu who chased the sun, these people seem to be witches and gods, but they breed the spirit of human struggle, they are human beings.

Qin Guo participated in this transformation of blood and fire, shed his impetuous dross, shed the chaos of the past, and became a human being.

This is the spirit of turning people into witches, and this is the spirit of everyone like a dragon!

Dormancy lies in the past, transformation lies in the present, and glory lies in the future.The three seem to be in different time and space, but in Da Luo's domain, viewed from a perspective beyond time and space, this kind of struggle happened at the same moment.

Daluo is everywhere, and struggles are everywhere.For example, the big Luo in front of him.

Under the leadership of the demon emperor Jun, the demon saint Fei Lian of the ancient demon court crusade against the twelve ancestor witches and the witch clan.Under the leadership of Emperor Xin of Zhou, the important ministers of Shang fought against Tianzhou. The repeated years and the history of reincarnation are embarrassing.

It seems that they are all on the side that must lose, and they all die together every time. Although Da Luo is everywhere, the luck of this demon saint Da Luo is not ordinary.

As if seeing a trace of pity in Ao Bing's eyes, Fei Lian Yaosheng's expression darkened, and he said viciously: "It's just a similar flower."

Ao Bing instantly understood that if he succeeds, he will be reincarnated, and if he fails, he will be a similar flower.

I understand, I understand.

Since coming to the Age of Liches, not only has his Taoism and magic power been greatly sublimated, but he has also explored the Da Luo realm very deeply, and his mind has become the shape of Da Luo.

Feilian Yaosheng snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter if you failed in the past, and it doesn't matter if you fail now. The key is the future. Winning the future means winning everything."

"All contemporary history is future history, and all future history is past history, boy, don't sympathize with me, the burden of the future is already on you!"

There was a strange light in Zhulong's dull eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of Ao Bing's mouth: "Senior Fei Lian, you are right. All contemporary history is future history, and all future history is past history."

"But history is written by people after all!"

"The history of the Lich has been written, the history of the Conferred Gods is being written, but my history has not yet been written!"