Talisman Emperor

Buzz...

The heart of the source world trembles with a glorious glow.

It is the power of the heavenly order of the "source heaven”. It has already devastated the silence of the ages, and what Chen Xi is doing at this moment is to brand the secret of the rotation under his control, one by one, in the heavenly order of the “source heaven”.

This is not about creating an entirely new heavenly order, but about using the "source sky” as a carrier to run and unleash the atmosphere of the cycle.

It's like carving a token, the heart of the source world is a token, and the power of the rotation is a token, so that the two fit perfectly together.

Until later, Chen Xi even suppressed the sword of the circle in the heart of the source world, with the sword of the circle at the core, and poured the full force of the circle into the order of the heavens of the source world.

After all this, Chen Xi just quit, it is clear in his heart that from today onwards, the evolutionary trajectory of the source day is destined to be completely different from the "sealed heaven”.

……

At the same time, at the foot of the mountain.

A full figure, he attacked a black dress with wide sleeves and his hands on his back, looking up at the mountains of the gods in front of him.

This mountain male is steep, clear, the engine stands empty, the body is foggy, the ceiling is vaporized, and the sky falls in the thousands of ruixia.

It's really too tall, as if it were inserted outside of the blue, standing in front of it, with the slightest delusion of being an ant.

“Heaven and earth are the way to go, Dao Hua Nature… After so many years, the pattern has not changed a bit, see from the departure from the Volkswagen, this divine mountain has begun to self-assert. ”

The man in black retracted his gaze and stepped up the steps along a bluestone trail on the foot of the mountain.

His courtesy is relaxed, like idyllic walking, and as if he was extremely familiar with the god's mountains, he walked on his own.

On both sides of the mountain trail, the ancient trees and moss spread, and the various colors of the medicine plates were filled with them, sprayed with thin shenxia, fragrant as rain. From time to time, you can see Tribal Tibetan, Green Pine standing, Flying Falls Springs, and strange flower grass, adorned with wild fruit gods.

A man in black walks in it, unlike a mountaineer, but is better than a mountaineer.

“Who are you? ”

Shortly afterwards, a Qingxiu teenager jumped off the side of the mountain trail, curious to ask.

“The late man. ”

The man in black smiled softly.

“Who died? ”

Qing Xiu Junior is curious.

“The spirit of your little purple cloud has only existed for thousands of years, and naturally I don't know who I am. ”

The man in black smiled and lifted his foot forward.

“Don't go! Huh... where are the people? ”

Qingxiu teenager was waiting to ask clearly, suddenly found out that he could not find the figure of the man in black, as if he had disappeared in an empty space.

This made him scratch his head. Was the practice too difficult lately to give rise to hallucinations?

The man in black still picked up the ranks. Shortly after, he encountered another young man who had been made of green lotus. He patted the teenager's shoulder and said, “Where is your ancestor? ”

Juveniles are like demons. “I don't know, I don't know. ”

The man in black sighed, "That's it, you go to sleep and have a big dream, it's a good thing. ”

Before his voice fell, he saw the teenager lying on the floor softly, turning into a lump of green, making a snoring sound.

The man in black only looked at the top of the mountain.

At the same time, all of a sudden a clear-cut voice sounded: "What can I do for you when the Bishop arrives? ”

Accompanied by a voice, a man with a cold, beautiful face, bright skin like a jade, a pyrotechnic loose robe, barefoot stepping on a Divine Lotus emerged empty-handed.

He stood there at will, like a round of Supreme God's Day, shining brightly, shining through the land for nine days and ten days.

This man, Heran, is the third grandmaster of the Divine Mountain. He really smells the first disciple, Tang Yu!

At this moment, however, when faced with the man in black with the backs of his hands, he was in a rare hue.

Because this man in black is too goddess a bishop!

Too much Bishop, these few words are like an immortal myth, the legend of the heavens is enough to make the world tremble!

And the man in black in front of him, his figure, his temperament, his appearance are all ordinary, his hands behind his back, and it's hard to feel anything unusual.

I can't even remember his face!

Though face-to-face, although clearly seen, even Tang Qi and other people can't remember the look of this man in black.

Just as when I saw him, the image of him in my mind was erased for a moment, giving a feeling of immense distress, as if he did not exist, but appeared so real in front of me.

This adds to the intensity of Tang's idyllic colors and strikes a red pine robe hunting sound.

“I came this time just for one thing, to see what I left behind when I left. ”

Black men's voices are also faint and impenetrable, as if they were coming from all sides and never made a sound at all.

“This is my divine mountain, not too taught. ”

Tang said seriously.

He was breathless at the moment, like a tight bow, and like a volcano that had accumulated endless years on the verge of eruption.

At this moment, if other Daoists were to face Tang Yu, they would have fled in horror for fear that they would have been deterred by their souls.

But the man in black didn't seem to realize, "Where am I going? There's no stopping anybody in the world, neither can you. ”

He said, he walked forward as if Tang Lai did not exist at all.

But as soon as he walked, Tang's idle face suddenly grew pale, and his whole body was trembling.

Pfft!

As the man in black rubbed his shoulders past him, he couldn't help coughing up a breath of blood and falling to the ground, seemingly suffering unimaginably.

“You're very good, unfortunately, at times. ”

The man in black made a casual comment and went on and didn't see his move, and the whole person disappeared instantly.

Pfft!

Tang leisurely sprayed another breath of blood. His face was already pale and transparent. He took a deep breath and looked too far in the direction of the Archbishop's departure. His expression was uncertain.

Tang Lei had long anticipated that, as Tai Shang taught sweeping the entire ancient divine domain, the mountain of Divine Derivation would also be affected. However, he did not expect that it was the Tai Shang Bishop who came!

It was too sudden and too hasty to get Tang ready.

In the confrontation with too many bishops just now, Tang also raised a rare defeat in his idleness. The gap was too great, and the other party was not able to fight it.

But that's how you watch the Bishop kill the top of the Mount of Divinity?

When Tang Leisure thought of the gods on the mountain, not only did he have all his teachers with him, but also some of his little brother Chen Xiao's friends in it, he was in a hurry.

Today on the mountain of the Divine Spirit, the Big Brother is not present. Only Emperor Shun and the two grandmasters who heard the truth sit in town. Can they resist the steps of the Bishop of Tai?

Tang Wanted to struggle to get up, but felt the soul buzzing, the qi and blood rebellion, could not help, couldn't help but sit down and sigh.

……

At the end of the mountain trail is the summit of the mountain, but at this moment it is full of shadows that grow the great shore.

He was dressed in a mahjong robe, wearing a purple gold feather crown on his head, his back was like a pillar in the sky, his shoulders were like mountains, his face was rigid and concentrated, and from a distance, it was as if he saw not a person, but the creator of a mountain river sitting in the town, impotent, immense and immense.

This man is the second ancestor of Kamiyama, Tishun!

He stood there silently, seemingly waiting for something, until he saw the figure of the man in black appearing far away on the mountain path, and he said softly: “If you know he's not your opponent, why are you so heavy? ”

The man in black laughed: “He's not too much of a preacher. I didn't kill him. I've given him a lot of face. ”

Ting Shun calmly said: "What exactly do you want here? It is probably impossible to subjugate me to the mountains, and if you want me to die, you don't have to come and take a walk. ”

The man in black nodded: "You're right, I'm here for a simple purpose. Take a look at what I left before I walked away, and take a few people with me. ”

Di Shunna's face was full of indifference: “My brother Fu left behind only this mountain of divinity, and now you have seen, as to who you want to take away, I'm afraid you have to first country my level. ”

The man in black shook his head: "You don't understand your brother, so you are far less than your brother. You have to stop me, I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

"Don't forget, you're just a force of will," said Di Shun apathetically. ”

The man in black laughed, “No obstacle, it doesn't affect the operation. ”

“Try it?” Emperor Shun raised his hand, a swirl emerged at his fingertips, the swirl was bright and clear, and the purity filled with a palpitating smell of fate, seemingly choosing someone.

“Fine. ”

The man in black also raised his hand and the same vortex emerged at his fingertips, with the same hint of mysterious and supreme destiny.

At this moment, nothing has changed or even had a slight impact on the outside world.

But Tishun's face suddenly grew heavy, and the vortex of his fingertips kept spinning, and the smell of fate flowed out of it like slurry.

The man in black can't help but shake his head: “The pattern is too small to plan for the world, far less than your brother's. ”

As he said, his fingertips gently moved, a hint of destiny gushed out of the vortex, turning into a blade-like light of transparency, stabbing into Emperor Shun's brow heart.

The speed is not fast, on the contrary, it appears to be very slow, enough to make Tishun see clearly, but the more so, on the contrary, it makes Tishun's face more concentrated, the original desolate face rarely spreads a tidy red color, the forehead hidden a blue muscle burst.

I can't stop it!

Di Shun knew that no matter how much he avoided and resisted, he could not escape this fateful slaughter.

As if, at the moment when the blade of fate appeared, fate had been judged and no longer under its own control!

The outside world remains quiet, without any waves.

This is the case with the so-called loudspeakers, the invisible elephants.

All the killing machines are hidden under calm, the realm is reached, nature can understand, the realm is incomprehensible, no matter how flimsy it is, it is impossible to understand.

At this moment, Di Shun seemed a little surprised, there seemed to be something to perceive, looking at the blade of imminent destiny, and sighed: “This is not your power! ”