Great Dao Ji

Up and down the mountain.

The father and son looked at each other from a distance, one with an indifferent expression and the other with a sigh.

The whole mountain is silent.

Whether it is the many royal relatives and nobles of the Dayong Dynasty or the lord of the princes who dominate the area, they are all worried at this time.

For a moment, they couldn't figure out what the father and son wanted to do.

But everyone knows that whoever comes today is not good.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Some people remained calm, while some veterans could not help but prostrate themselves to the ground:

"You are still alive..."

"Alive, alive."

Mo Tianqing nodded slightly, but his eyes never left Mo Yin's side. His expression was both cold and complicated.

Finally turned into a sigh:

"I really underestimate you."

Looking at his father whom he had never seen before, Mo Yin was extremely calm:

"Are you disappointed?"

"There are some, but that's just some."

Mo Tianqing seemed pleased:

"After all, he is my child. With this achievement, I feel very happy as a father."

"Your son?"

Mo Yin's eyes were as solid as piercing the void, and his thick aura made everyone change their expressions:

"This joke is not funny!"

Buzz!

In the eyes of the people whose expressions changed, a curtain of light intertwined with various colors burst out from the Dou Fa Mountain, evolving into multiple images.

"Is this...a fluctuation in time?"

Jing Xiaolou's eyes narrowed and he noticed something strange.

These streams of light do not come from the Dou Fa Sacred Mountain, but from the Emperor Dayong, who uses his great magical power to activate the Dou Fa Sacred Mountain.

Using the breath of the place as a medium, a trace of the past was intercepted.

"It has actually come to this point..."

Chu Fan was also shocked, and the shadow of the divine sword flashed past behind him unconsciously.

Thousands of years ago, when they first came to this world, Emperor Dayong was tyrannical, but he was far from being able to touch time.

"It's the sacred mountain of fighting magic!"

Feng Mingtao spoke in a deep voice.

He cultivated the great divine elephants by using the earth as the carrier and the stars and celestial phenomena as the material. He absorbed all kinds of spiritual ideas and refined 84,000 great divine elephants in his body.

And the first inspiration he learned came from the Holy Mountain of Dou Fa.

There may be people present here who are better than him in cultivation, but few can compare to his sensitivity to the Doufa Sacred Mountain.

"That is?"

All the princes and nobles looked at the light curtain.

As the water waves flowed, I saw an extremely familiar scene. Except for the difference in time, the scene was the same as now.

It is still the holy mountain of fighting and fighting, and it is still the sacred platform of fighting.

The only difference is that in the light and shadow, standing high on the altar is Mo Tianqing with white hair.

He looked pale, put a finger between his eyebrows, his breath was low, and he was almost shaky.

In front of him, a faceless figure was coughing up blood.

"Unexpected, unexpected..."

The faceless figure's voice was hoarse, and as he spoke, thick blood mist sprayed out from all over his body.

His whole body was like a leaking water bag, with essence leaking out.

"High Priest?!"

"The faceless shadow is one of the three treasures of Dayong Town. Those who wear this clothes can see the future or what happened in the past at a certain price!"

"More than a thousand years ago, the high priest was suddenly seriously injured and died. It turned out that he was spying on the time and was being swallowed up!"

…

Seeing the faceless shadow, there was an uproar on the Dou Fa Mountain.

There were also a few old priest-looking men who glared at Mo Tianqing and asked:

"What on earth are you forcing the high priest to calculate? With his body of six calamities, wearing a faceless shadow, he will die from the backlash of time?!"

"Why ask me?"

Mo Tianqing flicked his fingers and said casually: "Look, everything will become clear."

The old priest glared angrily and almost wanted to take action, but he still endured it. Without him, all the old ministers were looking at him indifferently.

"High Priest, what do you see?"

In the light and shadow, Mo Tianqing asked in a low voice with blood seeping from his eyebrows.

He used his lifelong practice to inspire the Holy Mountain of Dou Fa to bless the high priest, but he was also attacked, so that he turned white in an instant and lost almost 80% of his lifespan.

"Death calamity, death calamity..."

The faceless shadow fell off, and a man who was so bloody that his original appearance could not be seen came out.

His voice was old and painful, even trembling:

"This is Dayong's doom. It is inevitable, irresistible, and even impossible to escape."

"Inevitable?"

Mo Tianqing seemed extremely disappointed, and his whole body was getting older.

The high priest remained silent, his breath like a candle in the wind, seemingly extinguished at any moment.

"There is another way!"

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Tianqing suddenly raised his head, and terrifying blood essence surged out of the blood hole between his eyebrows.

Poured into the sacred mountain of fighting skills beneath him.

"No!"

The high priest seemed to see something and stepped forward to stop it.

But he was seriously injured, how could he stop Mo Tianqing?

Mo Tianqing suddenly swept it out of the Holy Mountain of Dou Fa, and amidst the trembling and humming sounds of various Dou Fa altars, a scarlet heart that could not stop beating appeared!

The heart was as red as fire. Looking from a distance, one could only feel that the fire was burning again, and they were beating with it, a group of people thousands of years away.

It felt like the blood was flowing backwards, as if it was about to be shaken away.

"What's that?"

Everyone was shocked.

But what is even more shocking is that this place has gathered a group of the most elite people in the Dayong Dynasty, but no one knows the origin of the heart.

Why is it hidden in the sacred mountain of Dou Fa?

"The heart of fighting!"

After a long time, Mo Tianqing slowly raised his head and said the name and origin of this heart:

"It seems that 800,000 years ago, my Taizu Dayong was still a child grazing in the fields. One day, he saw a stream of light coming from the sky, chased it, and found this heart..."

The calm voice echoed in the void, Mo Tianqing's white hair was not moving in the wind, and his extremely powerful aura was already rising.

"Do you think it was the Dou Fa Sacred Mountain that gave birth to this heart? On the contrary, the original Dou Fa Sacred Mountain was just a grain of gravel contaminated with a ray of blood from this heart!"

"Taizu had this unexpected encounter, and later inherited God's decree and single-handedly created this dynasty that dominated the endless continent, but how could he be willing to do so?

How can I be willing to live forever and have descendants as a herding dog for others? "

"Refining this heart is the reason why my successive emperors in Dayong were short-lived. This heart was originally colorless, but it was dyed red by the blood and longevity of my ancestors!"

Huhu~

The turbulent wind blew away the iron-blooded evil spirit that lingered in the void.

On the fighting stage, Mo Tianqing had already stood up, his eyes cold:

"You are indeed my son!"

"It was my son who sacrificed his body and life to bring you new life!"

boom!

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

Throughout the Dou Fa Sacred Mountain, the expressions of many Dayong ministers changed, and they all looked at the still calm, even a little indifferent figure on the altar.

Like facing a formidable enemy.

The outer world has always been the most feared place in the Endless Continent. There, there is a God who is high and far above.

There are also mysteries that they may not be able to glimpse in their lifetime.

Since ancient times, there have been records of extraterrestrial objects in all ancient history. None of them are auspicious, they are all disasters!

"newborn."

Mo Yin chewed on these words, neither happy nor angry, but there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

As early as more than a thousand years ago, the moment he stepped into the sacred mountain of Dou Fa, he had already understood his past and present lives.

But it also ends when it comes from outside the sky.

He originally thought that the Dayong royal family would have some secrets that he didn't know about, but unfortunately...

"Your progress has exceeded my imagination. If you were really my son, everything would be perfect. You deserve this throne, but it's a pity..."

Mo Tianqing opened his arms wide, causing endless wind and air to roar towards him:

"I brought you new life, you were meant to be used by me!"

Boom!

The moment Mo Tianqing opened his arms wide, beams of light as thick as stars and extremely brilliant rose into the sky.

Like a heavenly sword tearing apart the void and dividing everything.

At the same time, like the sharpest spears in the world, they penetrated deeply into the sacred mountain of Dou Fa.

Wow~

Endless chains of laws were immediately born, shuttled between millions of divine lights, and within a few moments, they had already turned into a huge net.

Bind the sacred mountain of Dou Fa into it.

"It's a fighting platform."

Amidst the terrifying howling wind, Chu Fan suddenly realized: "It turns out that this fighting platform is actually used by the Dayong Dynasty to suppress the sacred mountain of fighting.

No, a way to clamp down on 'that heart'! "

Feng Mingtao and others also understood.

In the Dayong Dynasty, any resources were at their disposal, and naturally there was no shortage of fighting platforms.

The fighting platform is a magic weapon and the condensation of inner heaven and earth. It can also be regarded as a different kind of Taoist weapon.

But its deepest effect is to use the Holy Mountain of Dou Fa as a medium to clamp down and restrain the one who truly created the Holy Mountain of Dou Fa.

Moin!

"Eight hundred thousand years of hard work, the success belongs to me."

Mo Tianqing flicked his ten fingers, like a top-notch Weaver Girl, using this endless chain of laws as a thread to seal off all possible escape options in this place and this void.

Then he looked at the old ministers whose expressions were changing on the fighting stages:

"It's my arrangement for him to take over the throne. You ministers don't have to worry about anything. From today on, it will be the same as before!"

"His Majesty……"

On the fighting stage, the expressions of the veterans of the Dayong Dynasty changed. After a long time, they bowed and bowed:

"I am willing to capture this rebellious minister and traitor for Your Majesty!"

"Okay...huh?!"

Mo Tianqing was about to nod, but suddenly noticed something strange, and his face suddenly darkened.

Although many old ministers bowed down, the person they worshiped was not him at all.

Instead, he is standing high on the altar, his expression is the same as before, and he does not even have any emotional ups and downs today, Mo Yin!

"you?!"

Mo Tianqing was shocked, angry and stunned.

"It turns out you don't know anything."

On the altar, Mo Yin sighed softly:

"What kind of idiot are you to think that I'm going to such great lengths just because of a thorny reptile like you?"

Buzz!

Mo Tianqing's expression suddenly changed, and when he suddenly turned around, he saw a shadow overflowing from the void of endless dimensions, transforming into a human form.

He was wearing a red dragon robe with gold patterns and carried a gold mace as thick as a person. His aura was flamboyant, and between his brows was a look of arrogance and arrogance.

"Is this little reptile worth spending so much time on?"

The visitor said this and looked coldly at Mo Yin.

"It has something to do with it after all."

Mo Yin replied calmly and looked at the person coming.

Where their eyes met, Mo Tianqing's heart trembled, and he felt that everything around him was cold.

"you……"

Mo Tianqing looked down.

The two people's gazes were even more terrifying than the most terrifying magical power he had ever seen. Without a sound or a trace, his body had completely dissipated.

This, he was dead? !

It's not that a new book will be eunuch. If Gouzi really wanted to eunuch, why would he wait until now?

Although my character collapsed, I am serious.

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