Ragnarok is born

With a thought in his mind, he turned to look at Bao Daoyi.

I saw this Jinhuashan true biography who boasted first-rate calculation ability, his eyes were wide open, and his face showed an expression of disbelief, staring blankly at the position that Fang La felt was wrong.

Bao Daoyi looked blank, staring blankly at the void, and muttered to himself, "The condensed luck, intertwined like a canopy, is an indescribable phenomenon."

"how can that be?"

Bao Daoyi had a complex expression, muttering in a low voice while turning his head to look at Fang La, with an indescribable frustration suddenly showing on his face.

Fang La was inexplicably looked at by him, and couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Brother Dao, did you see something wrong?"

Without waiting for Bao Daoyi's answer, the mini "Black Dragon" let out a chuckle, and said cheerfully, "You little Taoist priest, you can be considered quite capable."

Light and shadow flowed in the void, and after the vitality arranged around Zhao Ji's body was revoked, it naturally lost the effect of invisibility.

Zhao Ji appeared from the void, and looked around the front of Bangyuan Cave, seeing the crowds of people and the noisy scene, his heart trembled.

Although he is the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, he once inspected the military appearance of the Imperial Army at the Donghua Gate, and accepted the admiration of countless people in Bianliang City, Tokyo.

But why was he exposed to countless rebels under the eyes of everyone like now, without a trace of defense?

In any case, whether it is to inspect the imperial army or to accept the admiration of the people, there are enough protection forces around Zhao Ji to defend in groups.

However, in the lair of Mingjiao rebels at this moment, beside Zhao Ji, there is no familiar guard in the past, only a small miniature "black dragon" exists.

In Zhao Ji's view, countless malicious eyes all fell on him, which immediately gave him the strange illusion of being like a light on his back.

boom!

Fang La's eyes turned red when he saw Zhao Ji's figure.

How can this be?

How could it be possible for Zhao Ji, the son of the Great Song Dynasty, to appear in front of the Mingjiao's chief rudder, Bangyuandong, for no reason?

This astonishing scene almost made Fang La lose his ability to think.

The picture that had been secretly conceived countless times in sleep suddenly appeared in front of him. Fang La's eyes flashed a gleam, mana surged on his body, and a bright white spear of light crossed the void and stabbed straight at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji's pupils shrank.

Although he has absorbed the so-called "spirit of good fortune" and has the possibility of transformation, it is mainly reflected in the aspect of luck.

The white light spear condensing the power of light disappeared silently into the void when it was still three inches away from Zhao Ji.

Fang La could clearly sense that he shot the bright spear, which seemed to be erased by a strange force that even he couldn't sense.

It just disappeared, completely unresponsive.

And Zhao Ji's feelings are quite different.

When the white spear shot by Fang La was still three inches away from him, the breath of death on the tip of the sharp spear had already struck first.

Zhao Ji only felt the creeps all over his body, as if in the next moment, he would be killed by this white light spear with a breath of death.

Just when Zhao Ji felt that his soul was about to be blown away, the white light spear carrying the aura of death suddenly disappeared without a trace.

When the crisis of death was lifted, Zhao Ji stretched out his hand and touched his sweating forehead, feeling relaxed all over his body, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that although the tone of the mini "Black Dragon" is surprisingly large, it also has the strength that matches its tone.

Just when he was about to open his mouth to mock Fang La, he saw Fang La's eyes. After pausing for a moment, he stopped paying attention to him. You are in the position where you are staying.

Zhao Ji secretly hated it.

The small body of the miniature "Black Dragon" swayed slightly, skimmed through the void, and came to Zhao Ji's shoulder. He suddenly smiled and said, "The last time in the Taiyi Palace in the west of Bianliang City, Tokyo, the sky and the earth were incomplete, so let the three of you get away with it." escape."

"This time, the Dragon Lord brought all the heavenly gangsters, one hundred and eight demon kings, and let's see how you deal with it?"

Fang La's expression darkened, and Bao Daoyi felt that his star life was on the verge of collapse.

The two of them, as well as the eyes of other Mingjiao masters, were constantly looking for the sky and earth, and when the one hundred and eight demon kings settled down, they suddenly felt their whole body sink.

I don't know when, the originally clear sky was already floating with dark clouds.

At the same time, there were countless dark clouds rolling towards the sky above Bangyuan Cave from all directions.

"Kacha", amidst the sound of thunder, there was a huge thunderclap.

The sense of oppression in the void is continuously increasing rapidly, and the power of the "Tiangang Disha Formation" has increased by an unknown number of times compared with that in the West Taiyi Palace at that time.

Volume Eight: The Water Margin, Chapter 110: The Dangerous Trial Begins Now

In front of Bangyuan Cave.

After receiving the call-up order from the leader, the members of the Ming Cult who came from all directions were dazed and at a loss to meet the sudden change.

When they suddenly heard the breathing of the gale wind in their ears, they already felt the terrifying power of the gale wind.

This wind is not just blowing from a fixed direction, but seems to be everywhere, pervasive from every place in the void, emerging without warning, like an extremely sharp blade, scraping everyone's body.

Most of the Mingjiao believers in front of Bangyuan Cave are just ordinary Jianghu people, and there are even some villagers without martial arts skills.

In any case, whether it is any gang or religion, its grassroots are still ordinary people at the bottom.

Even if it is Mingjiao, it takes rebellion as its own philosophy, and it never forgets to overthrow the rule of the current dynasty and establish a divine kingdom on earth belonging to the "Mingzun".

Its high-level people are naturally masters in the Jianghu, even the top leader Fang La, and the guest Qing Bao Daoyi invited by Fang La himself, are even more powerful in the cultivation world.

But even the "Ming Zun" needs the existence of believers in order to spread its brilliance. As a secular sect in the world, how can it be an exception?

Whether it is the Ming religion, or other Taoism (fire worship), Nestorianism, or even the most powerful Taoism in China, all Buddhism needs the devout belief of ordinary people to be able to manifest the greatness of its supreme god...

Therefore, it is the most normal thing that there are Mingjiao believers who are ordinary people in front of the Mingjiao chief rudder Bangyuan Cave.

When these people just heard the sound of the howling wind, they felt their faces cut like knives, and couldn't help crying out in pain.

However, when they stretched out their palms tremblingly and caressed their faces nervously, they found that there was no sign of injury at all on their faces.

This is strange.

Just now when the gust of wind came out of the void and directly blew over their faces, it was as if they were cut by a sharp knife.

Could it be that the feeling just now was just an illusion?

Some people, however, are different after all.

Compared with those ordinary believers who are ordinary and have not even practiced the lowest level of martial arts, Mingjiao still has many masters.

Not to mention Sanren, Dharma King, and the Messenger of Light, these people are at least master-level powerhouses in the Jianghu.

Even the altar masters of the sub-altars in various places have first-class cultivation bases, so they can be entrusted with important tasks.

These people are naturally different from ordinary congregants. After sensing the abnormality on their faces, they couldn't help but want to use their skills to heal their injuries.

However, at this time, these masters of the Ming Cult discovered that the gust of wind passing by just now was actually not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

When they released a ray of true energy from their dantians, they suddenly discovered that the part of their faces that had been blown by the strong wind suddenly became bruised and bruised.

At the same time, the bright red blood just rolled down from the skin that was suddenly split on the face, and rolled straight down the face.

The excruciating pain in the body, as well as the unexpected strangeness, reminded everyone everywhere that they had fallen into an extremely weird predicament.

The loud rumbling sound suddenly exploded.

After the strong wind passed, it was shrouded in dark clouds and turned into a pitch-black sky, thunder and frenzied, roaring one after another.

The members of the Ming Cult who had just experienced a howling wind had learned a lot this time, and did not dare to make the slightest change.

Zhao Ji was in an invisible air shield that shielded all abnormal states, and suddenly heard the mini "black dragon" spit softly.

Immediately afterwards, the lightning in the sky danced like silver snakes, like the sharpest artifact in the world, piercing the dark sky.

With the help of the bright moment shown by the lightning, some members of the Ming Cult saw the blood-stained wounds on the faces of those colleagues beside them at a glance.

However, the void was like a wall, which easily absorbed the screams of these people at once, and the bright lightning flashed past, making the front of Bangyuan Cave once again plunged into a dim and unclear situation, making everyone panic and uneasy.

But for the [-] members of Tiangang Disha who formed the formation, these ordinary congregants are actually just a trivial part.

If they are willing, they only need to separate a little bit, the tiniest bit of power, can make these ordinary mortals all die violently.

However, when such a thought just appeared in their minds, a terrible thought suddenly arose.

There was a loud voice, warning Tiangangdisha, one hundred and eight demon kings, never to have such evil thoughts.

Tiangang Disha, one hundred and eight demon kings, have no idea where this voice with the supreme sense of oppression comes from?

In what way does it exist in their minds, and only in a certain period of time will a warning be issued?

Facing such elusive warning voices, even a strong cultivator like Gongsun Sheng could only be obedient and did not dare to neglect at all.

Bao Daoyi is holding the Xuantian Hunyuan Sword, and his magic power is circulating. The body of the Xuantian Hunyuan Sword is clear and bright, shimmering and shining, and its brilliance is dazzling.

Relying on the power of Xuantian Hunyuan Sword just now, he escaped the scene of "turning the virtual into the real", which caused many Mingjiao powerhouses to suffer a dark loss.

However, the dazzling brilliance of the "Xuantian Hunyuan Sword" is undoubtedly much darker than when Bao Daoyi just took it out.

The "Tiangang Disha Formation" is born from the heart, not only can easily "turn the virtual into reality", but also has the unique effect of clearing the mind and concentrating the mind.

Therefore, although Bao Daoyi also has the idea of ​​wanting to use his mana to resist the violent wind and lightning transformed by the "Sky Gang Earth Sha Formation".

But there was no injury at all, at most he just felt a little dizzy and consumed a lot of mental power.

Holding the "Xuantian Hunyuan Sword", Bao Daoyi gradually felt that the void had been suppressed by the "Tiangang Disha Formation", and couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Bao Dao B is not sighing because he is trapped.

Since he left from Jinhua Mountain that day, his luck has been connected with Mingjiao, so there is no way he can break free easily.

If I knew today, why was it in the first place?

Bao Daoyi originally thought that with Fang La's strength, he could be regarded as the most peak existence in the monastic world.

Being able to follow such a strong man, and the Mingjiao that is getting stronger day by day, will surely allow him to have a better ending.

Unexpectedly, after the natural vision was born that day, he fell into a trough little by little, and suffered heavy blows again and again.

In the Taiyi Palace in the west of Bianliang City, Tokyo, when Fang La and Luo Zhenren confronted each other, the miniature "Satan" appeared quietly, which almost made Bao Daoyi feel that his Dao heart had been lost.

In this world, how could there be someone stronger than Fang La who could ascend at any time?

Bao Daoyi can't get off a tiger.

According to the common sense in the monastic world, when faced with an irresistible and terrifying strongman, it is the most stupid choice to choose to oppose him.

But Bao Daoyi and Fang La have to "know that there are tigers in the mountains, and they prefer to go to the mountains of tigers", and they will fall into an irreversible abyss at any time.

As the leader of the Ming Cult, Fang La led the Ming Cult to revolt and compete with the Song Dynasty for rule, which was a long-planned policy and strategy.

Bao Daoyi accepted Fang La's invitation and became an enshrinement of the Mingjiao, and the two sides were connected by luck, and it was inseparable.

As the saying goes, the arrow is on the string, and it has to be fired.

If the situation permits, no matter whether Fang La or Bao Dao Yi, they would definitely not want to offend a terrifying powerhouse like the miniature "Satan" or the miniature "Black Dragon".

The miniature "Black Dragon" had dim eyes, sensing the entanglement between Bao Daoyi and Fang La, he couldn't help but smile.

Everything happens for a reason.

Where in the world is there anything that you don't need to take, any little risk, but just enjoy the results?

Even a traveler like Zhao Fujin was helping his host's own father, Zhao Ji, Emperor Huizong of the Great Song Dynasty.

They all ordered the miniature "Black Dragon" to take the weak emperor Zhao Ji to personally go to Yuandong, the chief rudder of the rebel Mingjiao.

Feel the atmosphere of the confrontation between the one hundred and eight demon kings of Tiangangdisha and Fang La, the leader of Mingjiao.

Zhao Fujin didn't mean to get used to Zhao Ji.

As one of the most famous artistic emperors, Song Huizong Zhao Ji has always been as famous as Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and is regarded as a typical representative of a faint emperor.

This is the hand of the women in the palace. All the emperors have shortcomings. They don't need to go through extreme and arduous struggles and defeat one powerful enemy after another before they can successfully seize the world like every founding lord.

Because once there is a slight mistake, the opponent may be keenly caught, and because of the difference of one move, the whole game will be lost, leading to the ending of defeat and death.

Therefore, the founding emperors of every dynasty and every generation need to be sufficiently wise, resolute, and tenacious...

There are even some people who are also far ahead of their peers, but it is a pity that they are a little bit unlucky and end up falling in the middle of the struggle for world hegemony.

Zhao Fujin didn't think that he could change Zhao Ji's character by letting the mini "black dragon" take Zhao Ji to the battlefield and feel the breath of war.

As the saying goes, "The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change."

At this time, Zhao Ji is already an adult in his thirties, and his personality has long been fixed with the three views.

But for Zhao Fujin, this is just a process of trial and error.