God please

The Kaiyang sword was so fierce and thunderous, the young man was slashed in the head before he could even make a sound.

In an instant, there was a clattering clang, and the haze and purple light soared, completely covering the inner hall.

The young man staggered a step, his figure was blurred, and he condensed into a round object, falling in the cloud of smoke, and was rolled up by the sleeve of the Kaiyang robe and caught in his hand.

The palm-sized black gold disc is as light as a feather and stronger than fine steel.There is a circle of clouds and waves on the edge, and the middle is simple and simple, and the light can be used as a guide.Shocked by the Kaiyang sword energy, he was still unscathed.

It is the heart-guard mirror of the Nine Heavens Panlong Swallowing Cloud Armor worn by the Emperor of Heaven.

Kai Yang gently rubbed the heart mirror with his thumb, his blood-red eyes darkened slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's really... so."

It must be that the true soul of the Emperor of Heaven has been suspected, so this false soul has just stepped forward to confuse the public.

If so, I am afraid that Shengyang is in a worrying situation now.

When Kai Yang was looking at the protective mirror, there was a sudden change outside the hall.

Shan Zhiyuan left the inner hall, full of melancholy was revealed on his face, he wondered whether the god realm and the mortal realm could send a message through a talisman?If not, how would he get in touch with Master.

When I was worried, Xingchen came.Shan Zhiyuan was very grateful for telling the news about Yue Zhong and Hu Mancang, and his heart became more determined to return to the mortal world.

When the two were talking, a puff of black smoke suddenly spewed out from the cauldron of the refinery next to them, and they were crying and screaming.Several immortal officials shouted: "Not good! The sharp gun is angry!"

It was too late, but soon, a golden light shot out from the black smoke, tearing a canine-toothed hideous crack in the midair of the hall, and disappeared without a trace.

The crack leads to an unknown time and space, dark and gloomy, like a beast opening its mouth, it produces infinite suction, swallowing the siphon, and sucking in the immortals and utensils in the temple together.

Shan Zhiyuan also couldn't help himself, and was dragged away by that overwhelming force.Xing Chen hurriedly grabbed the monk's wrist, threw out a rope that shone with silver light, and wrapped it tightly around the pillar of the main hall.

Unexpectedly, the suction force of the crack became stronger and stronger, and even sucked away several pieces of the floor tiles of the main hall.

Xingchen was hit hard by the huge floor tiles, almost turned into a meatloaf, his chest was filled with blood, his spiritual power collapsed, his fingers lost strength, Shan Zhiyuan slipped out of his hand, and was swallowed by the space-time rift.

Kai Yang arrived at this moment, and the sword energy turned into a roaring blood-red dragon, rushed into the crack and slammed it hard, and the crack gradually closed.As soon as the suction force disappeared, countless people, stones, and utensils in mid-air all fell to the ground, and there were moans and sighs.

Xingchen fell to the ground, regardless of his injuries, and knelt at Kaiyang's feet, his face was pale, "This subordinate is incompetent and has never kept the pantheon."

Kai Yang's face was as dark as a cloud, but he didn't say a word, and disappeared in a flash.

Xingchen raised his head slowly as soon as the pressure was relieved, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Master Fuxing's temper seems to be a little bit better than before?

Shan Zhiyuan has obtained the pantheon, and he has experienced more twists and turns than the sum of his previous 20 years of life.I'm getting used to it now.

Therefore, when he fell from mid-air, he had already activated his aura, cast a spell of lightening his body, and landed safely.

He was standing in an alleyway, the sun was shining brightly above his head, and the blue sky was like washing.

Shan Zhiyuan had no choice but to slowly walk out of the alley, a wide street was connected to the outside of the alley, people came and went, rubbing shoulders one after another.There are many shops, and everyone smiles and is kind.

It's just that the architecture here is very different from the place where he lives. Could it be that this volume has traveled tens of thousands of miles to other countries?

Shan Zhiyuan looked carefully at the passers-by again, and couldn't help but gasped.Regardless of the clothing and clothing of the residents here, they are all simple and unsophisticated, which is very similar to the clothing and accessories of the residents thousands of years ago that he saw in ancient books.

Could it be that time and space were reversed and brought him thousands of years ago?

This is... what should I do?

At this time, someone shouted in surprise: "Master Jiang Xian is here!"

Immediately, everyone on the street was overjoyed and rushed to tell each other, and the tide rushed to the street.

Shan Zhiyuan was also curious, so he walked along the direction of the crowd.Then he saw a young Taoist priest, wearing a plain white Taoist robe, with cranes and rising sun embroidered on the corner of the robe, which made the Taoist priest even more plump and handsome, with handsome features.

That long smile is gentle and modest, like the rising sun in winter among the people, slowly exuding a warm aura.

With such compassion and kindness, it is not an exaggeration to say that an immortal descended from the earth.

There are endless praises for Daoist Jiang around.

One person said: My boy was seriously ill a year ago, and he was cured by the elixir given by Immortal Jiang.

Another humane said: Our village was attacked by monsters, and Immortal Master Jiang used his magical powers to repel the monsters and save the lives of the whole village.

Another old man said: "My son is stubborn and difficult to train. He also listened to Jiang Xianshi's preaching. He repented and practiced vigorously. Now he has established a foundation."

All these things make this Taoist leader so high that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on earth, which makes Shan Zhiyuan yearn for it.

If it wasn't for him being like a duckweed right now, he would definitely make friends with this Taoist priest with a noble character and superb spells.

The priest talked with the people for a while, and then left after treating two patients.After that, the crowd gradually dispersed and returned to the previous peace.

Shan Zhiyuan raised his head and saw an inn, he explored Qiankunjie again and found that the spirit stones and magic weapons were all there, so he felt relieved, went into the inn, and asked for a room.

After more than a month like this, Shan Zhiyuan practiced diligently every day without stopping, and his cultivation level improved again, which surprised him endlessly.

In his spare time, he toured around the city and bought a large number of spiritual herbs and magic weapons he had never seen before in the shops.

It's just strange to say that for more than a month, very few people are willing to talk to him.Even if someone is in front of him, he often turns a blind eye to him.Even the waiter who hosted him in the hotel would forget him in a blink of an eye.Therefore, after Shan Zhiyuan passed through for a long time, he didn't know anyone well, so he felt a little lonely.

Fortunately, there is no time in practice, and it doesn't feel boring.Shan Zhiyuan was helpless now, so he simply improved his cultivation first, and then made other calculations.

When he was meditating that night, he suddenly felt a sensation in his heart, and he woke up from the realm of profound communication between heaven and man.A murderous aura and blood came from a distance, which seemed extremely dangerous.

Shan Zhiyuan pushed open the window, jumped out quietly, concealed his figure and rushed towards the direction of the bloody smell.

After crossing the roofs of the houses, they came to the west wall.This place is where the poor people live together, but at this moment there are bursts of chewing sounds and the smell of blood coming from a dilapidated house.

A few days ago, Shan Zhiyuan heard people mention that there is a monster hiding in this place. The monster likes to eat people's hearts the most, but it is extremely cunning and has not been captured for decades.Even the immortal Jiang Xianshi couldn't do anything about it.

Presumably this is the heart-eating monster.Shan Zhiyuan's heart trembled, he summoned the spirit sword, clasped his hands tightly, and quietly landed outside the house.

The foundation-building cultivator had keen six senses and was not afraid of the dark, so he quietly peeped into the window. Under the faint starlight, a two-foot-long black figure was crawling on the ground, eating vigorously.

The monster was covered in black hair, with pointed ears and sharp claws, like an ape.The bloody and terrifying atmosphere slowly dissipated, at least it was also the monster beast at the peak of the first eighth order.Shan Zhiyuan is definitely not an opponent now.

But he couldn't ignore it, he was in a moment of confusion, he didn't know whether he should give a loud warning, or sneak attack, or go to find Immortal Master Jiang to deal with this monster.

Just as he was hesitating, a blood-red sword light broke through the window, pierced through the back of the monster with a muffled sound, and suddenly blood was everywhere.

The Heart-Eating Demon was caught off guard, roared in pain, turned around and smashed through the window edge and rushed out.

Shan Zhiyuan saw the shadow of the beast passing by in front of him, and he had no time to deal with it.The monster has already pounced on a young figure in the distance.Immediately after a blow, he fled in a hurry.

The boy was as vigorous as a falcon, and he chased after the monster.One person and one demon went far away in a blink of an eye.

Shan Zhiyuan reflected deeply. After all, he still lacked some experience in fighting the enemy.You must practice more in the future.

After introspection, he also followed closely.

The monster's roar was extremely ear-piercing in the silent night, and most of the people in the city were awakened.

When Shan Zhiyuan arrived at the market, hundreds of people had already gathered in the open space, and the rest of the people also came one after another.Shan Zhiyuan thought to himself, could it be that he captured that monster?The young man didn't know where the sacred place was, so he was very happy.

Unexpectedly, I heard a boy crying miserably: "Master!"

Immediately another man shouted angrily: "You actually killed Master Jiang!"

Then a young man said in a cold voice: "This evildoer is a heart-eating demon. The person pretending to be a Taoist hides in the city and secretly kills the lives of the people. Now he deserves what he deserves."

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Immortal Master Jiang is the most merciful person. He has been troubled by that heart-eating monster for decades, so don't slander him!" The people were afraid of the young man, but they were also angry and loathe, so while they were terrified, But while still cursing angrily, no one believed the young man's words.

But Shan Zhiyuan's heart was full of waves, the young man's voice was still a little green, but the tone of his voice was exactly Kai Yang.

It's just that the crowd was crowded, but he couldn't get close. He could only vaguely see the young man wearing a black robe, luxurious and dignified, holding a blood-red long sword, surrounded by the crowd.

The anger of the people finally overcame their fear, and there was a lot of cursing, and then someone picked up a stone and threw it at it.

"You evil star, wherever you appear, there will be disasters, so get out!"

Shan Zhiyuan said angrily, "Stop!"

It's just that he was ignored by everyone here, and at this time, he was even more silent, and his angry shout was drowned in the roaring shouts.More stones and vegetable leaves fell one after another, raining down on Kaiyang.

Shan Zhiyuan was even more furious, he summoned the spirit sword in his hand and shouted: "If you do it again, don't blame the young master for killing!"

At this time, the arm was suddenly pulled by someone, and his cheek was buried in the warm embrace of a person. Kai Yang's indifferent voice sounded above his head, but amidst the restless voice, like a clear spring, Shan Zhiyuan's violent anger gradually calmed down.

Kai Yang said: "Don't look at it."

As soon as the words fell, a clear and clear child's voice sounded in the sky: "Don't bully Kaiyang!" Although the voice was immature, it contained immense power, like a thunderbolt rolling over the city.

Then countless thunderbolts and meteorites fell from the sky, the earth roared and trembled, buildings collapsed, fires erupted from the ground, the people fled and cried, and their dying screams tore their eardrums.

This wealthy and leisurely city turned into a hell on earth in an instant.

Shan Zhiyuan secretly raised his head from Kai Yang's arms, looking at the cataclysm around him, but he and Kai Yang were floating in a purple light, unaffected at all.

He couldn't help but tightly grasped Kaiyang's sleeves, raised his head and said, "Could it be that I just stand by and watch..."

Kai Yang still said coldly: "It's just an old thing 6000 years ago."

There was a sound of thunder, and then a downpour of rain poured down, dousing the raging fire.

In this city, there is no one alive.

Among the rain curtains, Shan Zhiyuan and Kai Yang floated in mid-air, surrounded by halos.

On the ground, among the ruins, a seven or eight-year-old boy in luxurious clothes was crying loudly, and the boy Kaiyang hugged him tightly in his arms.

The rain soaked the boy's black hair, and it stuck to the pale face with rigid and handsome lines, and the transparent water flowed down in strings.

Shan Zhiyuan struggled, and wanted to go forward, but was firmly restrained by Kai Yang's shoulders, "You are just a passerby, they can't see it, it's useless to go."

The little boy was still crying miserably, sobbing and saying: "Kaiyang, I, what am I, just killed them..."

The boy Kai Yang gently pushed back the wet messy hair of the little boy, and said in a low voice: "The emperor's wrath, laying down millions of corpses, bleeding and floating on the oars, don't be so impulsive in the future."

He looked up at the sky again, dark clouds gathered, there were faint flashes of lightning, and muffled thunder surged, but this was the wrath of heaven.

The boy Kai Yang held the little boy in his arms, and said loudly: "This matter is caused by the minister, and has nothing to do with the prince. The minister is willing to be punished."

A blue-white thunderbolt as thick as five people hugging fell from the clouds, the boy Xie Yang pushed the boy away, and was struck by lightning abruptly.

Then his figure flickered, he couldn't stand steadily, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.

The little boy yelled sadly: "Kaiyang—!"

The boy just shouted: "Don't come here."

Immediately there was another thunderbolt falling, the young Kaiyang clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, still resisting, his clothes were scorched and torn, his shoulders and back were covered with bloodstains and lacerations, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Kai Yang's eyes were cold, and he took the struggling Shan Zhiyuan away.

Shan Zhiyuan saw one after another falling on the slumped figure that gradually became distant, he felt the blood in his chest surging, it was uncomfortably blocked, his nose was sore, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Can't you think of a way?"

Kai Yang frowned, "What's the use of thinking about the past 6000 years ago?"

Shan Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and asked again: "...Then, how long did God's punishment last?"

Kai Yang said indifferently as if telling someone else's past, "49 days, a total of [-] Nine Suns Thunder."

The surrounding space changed, Shan Zhiyuan's eyes lit up, and he had already returned to Gouchen Hall with Kaiyang.

Kai Yang let go of the little cultivator and said, "You..."

Before Kankan opened his mouth, the little monk had already jumped into his arms and hugged him tightly.Kai Yang lowered his head and saw that Shan Zhiyuan's shoulders were trembling, and a burst of warmth and dampness seeped from the front of his chest.