Legend of the Great Saint

A mountain of clouds crossed the blue sky, Li Fengyuan stood on a tumbling cloud, overlooking the earth.

After receiving her information, he arrived in Yongzhou for the first time, but this is what he saw:

With the sun shining on the earth, it was supposed to be the growing season of the grass, and there was only endless brown wasteland to look at.

There are no flying birds in the air, there are no fish in the water, and even the desert of Red State, frozen soil of Frost State, will not be so silent.

"My lord, I heard she also opened the largest demonic cave in Yongzhou, and now the northern demons have polluted a thousand miles of land. Even a demon can't compare such an evil act. Even so, are you going to help her? ”

Li Fengyuan retracted his gaze and looked up at the sky: “She no longer needs my help or anyone else's help. Let's go back to Yunzhou! No, go straight to the East Sea and stay away from this place! ”

All the feathers said: "My king is wise! ”

Li Fengyuan suddenly turned around and heard a strange ringtone.

The feathers felt nothing and were curious, “My king, what's wrong? ”

“Nothing? Let's go! ”

Yunshan crossed and dragged a long, long way east, disappearing into the sky.

Ding... Ding...

The ringtone swept over the field as Xiao 'an's body gently landed in a city pool, barefoot on the tallest building in the city, and took off again high, the disturbing bell rang between his waist!

In the sweaty, rainy market, in the staggered wine building... the ringtone of the ringtone, all messed up, suddenly turned into a pale flame, rushing into the sky, following her shadow.

She seemed to wander aimlessly between the heavens and the earth, following hundreds of millions of pale flames, across mountains and deep valleys, day and night...

Longzhou

Tens of millions of peaks swoop towards the center like waves, clustering a mountain, like dragons in the sea, ready to fly away.

This is the head of the dragon's vein - Dragonhead Mountain!

Legend has it that this mountain is the corpse of a true dragon, but that was a million years ago, the dragon people have long left the world, many legends can no longer judge authenticity.

At the top of the mountain is a hundred yards of palace, throwing the cloud sea under its feet, almost adjacent to the sky, with the strength of the nine states of the heavens.

In the sunshine, the colours are different, and the illusion is swirling, as if covered in neon, so glorious.

This is nothing like human creation, much less human creation.

It is true, too, that this was the Senate built by the Gods during the time of the divine kingdom.

The various Divine Races will send representatives to meet here. The elders of the Seven Divine Communities are responsible for coordinating disputes among the communities, negotiating strategies against the devils, and suppressing slave uprisings.

With the exception of the Giant Wood, most of the Gods were similar in shape to humans and were said to have been influenced by the Dragon Nation, which was why the Great Hall was built so huge.

In order to celebrate the advent of a new era and increase the voice of our own people, all communities have done their utmost to restore this magnificent palace.

There should not have been such a high mountain peak in the heavens and the earth. It was the clay people who raised the dragon head mountain to such an incredible level. The Kui people changed the direction of hundreds of rivers, forming a natural formation pattern.

The architectural master of the night tourists, who blended the styles of the various ethnic groups, designed the original shape of the palace.

Although famous for its elegance, Feathers are accustomed to dealing with the clouds, but they also have to lose their dignity, do some "cheap” work, transport materials from far away and even the sea, and add brick and tile to the temple.

The feathers were said to have designed a cloud ladder, surrounded by dragon-head mountains all year round, able to lead straight to the top of the mountain, which was later destroyed in the war, as if it were a meticulously designed aerial garden by the giant woods.

And those boulders that were minted by the burning people, the metallic finishes set by the Jinjin people themselves, were not so easily destroyed, and they remained strong and shiny after tens of millions of years.

It was probably the only time that the gods had worked together to do one thing, and then even when the demons invaded, they were filled with fights, arrows, and even wanted the enemy race to be destroyed by the demons.

Those lowly “slaves” are the best cannon ashes, especially human beings who are ready to become demons, but monsters who can be mounted appear more friendly.

At that time, however, mankind had its own sect and even faith, and a generation of practitioners had minced their thorns and used increasingly subtle methods to bring them closer to the divine people. After a long accumulation, the demon kings layered out indefinitely, each with a powerful and innate nature.

Finally, one day, the demons were both defeated and the slaves were freed, riding free of the reins.

By the time the teenager walked around Kyushu with the eagle wolf and climbed Mount Dragon Head, the divine man had become an alien, and the palace had also changed from the Senate to the Imperial Court, and continued to dominate the Kyushu.

At this moment, Emperor Big Summer is sitting on a golden dragon chair, full of majesty under his crown.

Manchu Wenwu and Sanguo Jiuqing held boards in their hands, divided into two sides.

In a hall of such magnitude, the human body inevitably appears small, yet they breathe like giants, as a result of deliberate convergence. Otherwise, either of them will be able to overflow the entire palace.

A harsh voice echoed in the palace: “According to the Yongzhou Pastoral Report, Buddhist enemies ravaged Yongzhou, with no life left. Apart from Wangdu Daliang City and Dabang Tree King's Palace, practitioners elsewhere were destroyed, and many practitioners withdrew into Daliang City. The Yunzhou demons were warned by the Great Banyan Tree King, either hiding deep underground or gathering next to the Great Banyan Tree King, or simply fleeing Yunzhou. ”

The Protector Eagle took a pause and concluded: “Yongzhou is finished. ”

The quiet needle in the palace can be heard, this Buddha enemy is very harmful and unexpected by all.

The same look toward the position of the “Third Duke”, Mrs. Dong is long gone, and the remaining two faces become more gloomy.

Originally in their place, all that was considered was the rise of the ferry, and the threat of death was long gone, but now it is felt again.

The death of Mrs. Dong didn't even make any sense. It was almost like being slaughtered with one's own hands. She was like a human being. It was considered a challenge to the whole summer. And now it looks like they may not have even seen Big Summer.

The Great Summer Emperor asked, "Where is she now? ”

“Unable to lock, may come to Longzhou. ”

A whisper burglary in the palace. What if the Buddha enemies come to Longzhou? Do they hide in this dragon head mountain like the Yongzhou herd? Their Zongmen Cave is scattered throughout Longzhou. It would be disgraceful and humiliating to retreat.