Jiayou's Fun

Bi Xingxiang, whose sins were burned by the strange power and his soul was suppressed, completely confused his mind, broke into the heaven and killed everyone.

In the Jiantian Hall, a brand new tortoise shell in the hand of Mr. Dafang was emitting subtle energy. A faint light flickered in Mr. Da Fang's eyes. In his mind, an imperial weapon shaped like a sun corona slowly rotated. A shadow slowly slid across the countless fine scales on the surface of the corona. Mr. Da Fang used the help of the imperial weapon. , the spirit rises quietly.

The avenue is shaking.

The laws are in turmoil.

The laws of the Supreme Taichu Heaven, these days are like going crazy, trembling from time to time. In just a short period of time, many powerful men from heaven have been thrown away and injured by the power of the great road when they were comprehending it.

Mr. Dafang carefully wrapped his soul with the power of the imperial army, like an old water ghost that had been soaked in the deep sea for trillions of years, emerging from the turbid torrent of the long river of time bit by bit, bit by bit. out. He struggled carefully and with great difficulty, trying his best to get half of his body out of the long river.

Lu Qian's soul can hang high on the river and look out in all directions.

In fact, because the 'data' and 'information' that were glimpsed at one time were too extensive, Lu Qian's soul was almost shattered by the surging torrent of information.

As for Mr. Dafang...it was obvious that he had some minor problems with his "Tao" and "Dharma". He could only stretch out half of his body from the river of time. When he stood up and looked around, he could only barely swim upstream. , tracing what happened in the past years. His 'eyes' also fell on Bi Xingxiang, but compared with Lu Qian who saw all Bi Xingxiang's experiences in the past three months at a glance, Mr. Dafang tried his best and could only barely see the past month. What happened to Xingxiang.

Moreover, in the past three months, Lu Qianlian and his astrology showed what he ate and drank at a certain time on a certain day, what posture he used when pampering his little lady, and what kind of posture he used on his calf when in a certain posture. He could see clearly and meticulously what a certain hair on his body looked like.

As for Dafang Laojun's 'sight', it was blocked by a layer of fog condensed by stars, like a mosaic. He could barely see clearly what Bi Xingxiang had done at a certain moment in the past month. The details of the matter, even which bodyguard was standing in front of him and what the woman crawling beneath him looked like, were all vague and hazy.

Mr. Dafang frowned and muttered: "Bi Xingxiang, you are doing evil... Guarding the north gate of the dignified Heavenly Court, not cultivating your mind and character, enjoying your family relationship with your children, fighting and killing countless people all day long. , this is... an evil act!"

"It's true that Buddhist thieves are annoying, but some of their words still make sense."

"As a human being, you still have to do more good deeds and accumulate more virtues. Otherwise, one day, sin will bite you back and you will not be able to escape."

Mr. Dafang snorted coldly, his eyes swept across the river at this moment, followed the vast river of time, and looked towards the direction of the flow of the river.

All kinds of illusions emerged, countless possibilities turned into countless figures flickering, and a torrent of information that was trillions of times more majestic than the "things in this world" that were "happening" at "this moment" surged forward. Many pictures are just possibilities, just an illusory 'possibility', not the 'destined' or 'result that will definitely happen'.

Mr. Dafang used all his strength to get rid of the cocoons in the countless overlapping illusions, trying his best to break through the layers of fog. Suddenly, a two-dimensional black shadow appeared in front of him, and blood surged from the sky. , those evil spirits, ferocious spirits, dead spirits, and evil spirits that seemed to be substantial turned into countless Lingchi knives, fiercely following Mr. Dafang's "eyes" focused on the "future" river section, and moving towards his soul silently. Cutting through.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the tortoise shell on the generous Laojun's hand suddenly shattered, and the tortoise shell exploded, leaving him as white and tender as a twenty-eight-year-old girl. A trace of golden blood splattered and turned into jingling orbs, rolling and dancing on the spotless mirror-like ground of the Jiantian Palace.

In the Jiantian Hall, countless officials, big and small, all changed their expressions.

The two deputy deputies of the Supervisory Heaven Palace, who were lying at the gate, looking out from the cracks in the door to see what was going on outside, shivered in fright, and fell to their knees with a 'gudong' sound, looking at the blood drops rolling all over the floor of Dafang Laojun in horror. .

They are relatives of Dafang Laojun. According to their bloodline, one is Dafang Laojun's nephew and the other is Dafang Laojun's distant grandnephew. They were all the lucky ones who followed Mr. Dafang and managed to survive the bloody battle that year.

When the Heavenly Court was established, the two of them were also old ministers with the ability to follow the dragon.

They still remember that when the Heavenly Palace was founded, Emperor Taichu rewarded the meritorious officials, and their old master directly asked for the official position of the 'Tiantian Palace'. They even remembered that on the first day they settled in the Jiantian Palace, Mr. Dafang smiled and said something that was almost a 'motto':

"This is a good and pure place. It is the most suitable place to cultivate your mind and nature and preserve your life... You can't see blood in this place. If you see blood, there will be a disaster, so we have to find a way to save our lives!"

Mr. Generous Lord is proficient in the art of divination. He is also the most famous ‘Old Turtle’ in Heaven, and he is the best at all kinds of life-preserving methods.

Qingshui yamen like the Jiantian Palace are, as Mr. Dafang said, as pure as ancient tombs. They are not tainted with cause and effect, and are not involved in right and wrong. Therefore, there have been several huge turmoils in the heavens for countless years. Emperor Taichu was cruel The ruthless hand has killed many old ministers who have the power of "following the dragon", but Laojun Dafang and Jiantian Palace have never been affected!

Therefore, this 'motto' of Mr. Dafang has become a kind of 'superstition' in the Jiantian Palace.

You must not see blood in the Jiantian Palace. Seeing blood is bad luck!

And recently... there was blood in the Jiantian Palace, and the blood was flowing from the hands of the old master... The two deputy palaces were so frightened that they looked at the generous old master with pale faces, and they couldn't even say anything. I can't even say it out loud.

Mr. Dafang's complexion changed slightly, he stood up slowly, formed a seal with his hands, and waved outward.

The entire defensive array of the Supervisory Heaven Palace was fully activated, and layers of starlight densely overlapped and intertwined. Outside the Supervisory Heaven Palace, large flags made of starlight filled the sky, and countless giant pillars of starlight were sprinkled, standing majestically in the sky and the earth. In between, all palaces and pavilions with a radius of tens of thousands of miles are covered.

The expressions of the two deputy palace officials returned to normal.

As the surveillance avenue of the Heavenly Court, the Supervisory Heaven Palace is a monitoring hub that strictly guards against anyone breaking through the heavenly rules and regulations. The power of the defensive array here is only slightly weaker than the four-dimensional star array that covers the entire Heavenly Court. Even if Prime Minister Wei Xing commanded a large army to attack, they would not be able to kill him for a while.

Not to mention, Bi Xingxiang is still thousands of miles away from here. By the time he gets here, even if Emperor Taichu is dead, it’s time to come back and take charge of the overall situation!

My life is safe.

However, looking at the blood beads rolling on the ground, shining like orbs, the two deputy palaces and their juniors who knew the "motto" of the generous old gentleman all still felt heavy in their hearts. , I don’t know what to say.

Mr. Dafang also looked at his wounded hands with a faint look, looked at the blood beads rolling on the ground, and said quietly: "Well, I already have so many children and grandchildren, this bloodline inheritance should not be a problem... ...Well, there are three cunning rabbits in the cave, but they can’t all go on the same boat!”

Mr. Dafang immediately issued an order, ordering several extremely outstanding juniors from his own family in the main hall to rush back to Tianzhou directly through the secret channel of Supervising Heaven Palace, and each brought their own descendants to rush there. Over the years, Dafang Laojun is hiding in secret strongholds set up everywhere in Supreme Taichu Heaven.

After a few juniors left in fear, Mr. Dafang sighed: "The rain is about to come... This bloody light fills the sky, it's so fierce, it's so fierce, it's really big, big... fierce!"

"I've only seen this in my life. I've only seen this kind of evil. It's really going to take my old man's life!"

In the main hall, a group of officials from the Jiantian Palace were dumbfounded.

Why does this sound like something wrong?

Although, in fact, everyone knows that you seem to be squatting at the gate of Jiantian Palace on weekdays, but in fact, you often dress up and go to some brothels in Tianzhou to live happily... But did you, the old man, just say 'fierce', 'breasts', or 'fierce'?

Mr. Da Fang exhaled, and waited quietly for a while. His ears were shaking rapidly, and in the distance, countless war trumpets, drums, roars, curses, and howls and cries could be faintly heard... Mr. Da Fang After hesitating for a while, he finally took out a fist-sized dark green crystal from his sleeve that was shaped like countless fine compound eyes.

With a 'puff' sound, Mr. Da Fang crushed the dark green crystal into pieces.

From the crystal, a thick and sticky gel spurted out, sprinkled on Dafang Laojun's palm, and penetrated along the wound on his hand. Traces of dark green Dao lines spread rapidly from his wounds, quickly penetrated Dafang Laojun's flesh, bone marrow, and internal organs, followed his nerves and blood vessels, and quickly extended to his brain.

A trace of extremely powerful, savage, ferocious, and primitive vitality grew in Dafang Laojun's body, quickly devouring his flesh and blood and assimilating the great power he had cultivated with countless years of hard work.

The generous old gentleman sighed softly. His pair of bright, bright eyes, which used to have the light of endless wisdom, suddenly became cold and ferocious, with a trace of primitive animality that made people feel heart-stopping.

He exhaled, his voice became extremely dry and hoarse, and he whispered in a low voice: "Qing Emperor, can you feel it?"

The next moment, Qingdi's voice sounded in Dafang Laojun's chest.

Qing Emperor was laughing proudly, and everyone present seemed to be able to see Qing Emperor leaning forward and backward with laughter and spitting: "Jie Jie, Jie Jie, generous, you did the wisest thing after all." Choose... Hehe, don't worry, don't worry, I value your smart brain the most, the most important thing..."

"I will never damage your brain in the slightest. I will definitely do my best to use the best materials and the strongest means to create for you a body that is the strongest in our race!"

"From now on, you are a member of our clan... Hehe, it's easy to say anything to a member of my clan!"

Mr. Dafang sighed softly, and murmured: "Is it easy to say anything? Well, it's easy to say... something is wrong, the astrology is fake, it's obviously the trick of an outsider, the emperor left without warning, he is obviously outside , there is also great trouble... So, the storm is coming, Qing Emperor, have you not recovered yet?"

Qingdi's laughter was extremely weird: "What do you think?"

Mr. Da Fang's dark green eyes suddenly shrank, revealing a trace of horror uncontrollably. He whispered: "Old man, I understand... As long as you, Qing Emperor, ensure the safety of old man and ensure the safety of his descendants, old man will obey your wishes and advise you wholeheartedly, so what?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Qingdi's joyful voice came from deep in Dafang Laojun's chest: "Hurry up and think of a good way for me... This matter of astrology, this matter of Taichu, and... The kid who was bitten by my tarsal bone is still wandering around outside, spending so long and still accomplishing nothing..."

"Hurry up and think about how to deal with these things!"

"Headache, such a headache!"

"This Supreme Beginning God!"

The Qing Emperor's laughter turned sinister and cold, causing all the members of the Jiantian Palace present to have their hairs stand on end, and their internal organs to twitch violently.

Tianzhou continent.

The Taichu Emperor rushed into the small courtyard shrouded in boundless blood light. Bloody lanterns hung high, and strange figures flickered. The Taichu Emperor came very quickly, and was stationed above the Tianzhou Continent. At this moment The ad hoc fleet that was swooping down at full speed was a hundred times, even a thousand times faster than the three powerful war emperors 'produced' by Taichu Yuanting in the fleet.

Even though he came so quickly, the clone of Lord Tianshu had been completely torn into pieces and devoured.

The moment Emperor Taichu swooped into the small courtyard, he happened to see a strange blood shadow appear out of thin air beside his youngest son... The blood shadow raised its head, and its bloody face flashed, turning into a bright and bright girl's face.

Emperor Taichu was stunned.

This smile, this face, seems to have an impression.

Emperor Taichu was so cultivated. At this moment, a ray of his soul was also involved in a long, long time ago. He had almost cut off, shattered, and completely destroyed the past.

At that time, he was still a wild man in a mountain village, as humble as grass and grass, and his life was like an ant. But at that time, he had the simplest feelings, the most blazing enthusiasm, and the most sincere true feelings... The appearance of the girl in front of him was...

'Well'!

In the mind of Emperor Taichu, an ancient brown copper bell vibrated violently, and the loud ringing awakened Emperor Taichu who was lost in reverie. With a loud roar, he spurted out a mouthful of old blood. With one punch, he rolled up a huge stream of water like thousands of giant dragons, creating an endless flood that swept across the wild continent. With one punch, he blasted out, and countless starlight stirred up, fiercely. It fell hard on the girl's bright and bright smile.

"Evil heretics, die!" Emperor Taichu roared.

Regardless of whether he had the divine soldiers to suppress the souls in his mind, this sudden "Feitian" that triggered his long-lasting memory made him hesitate for a moment. If it were just Taichu Emperor himself, this little hesitation would be harmless. In the huge Supreme Taichu Heaven, he was confident that no living being could harm him in the slightest in his 'trance'.

However, right now he is here to save people.

This extremely brief absence was enough for the original form of the 'White Lord' to break through the dimensional diaphragm, break into the real world, and move to the side of Taichu Emperor's first wife in this small courtyard.

The whole body is snow-white, and the skin is shimmering. There is no leakage of Qi and blood in the whole body. There is no fluctuation of mana, and there is no sense of existence. It is like nothingness, like an illusion. You can clearly see it, but you cannot sense it using any method known to the world of cultivation. Bai Zun stood quietly next to the wife of Emperor Taichu. She was like a white jade carving. She was exquisite, slender and wonderful. Every fingerprint and palm print was clearly visible. She held her beautiful and tempting right hand, which was quietly pinching this gentle woman. on the woman's neck.

Emperor Taichu roared.

The fist, like the sky collapsing, brought forth immeasurable light and swept across the entire town.

Silently, everything in the entire town was reduced to nothing. The bells were ringing loudly and the stars were shining into the sky. Emperor Taichu's other wives, concubines, and children were all shrouded in bright divine light, and were all pulled behind him.

After Emperor Taichu's death, Kujo looked exactly like him, with different auras. They were shrouded in the light of the sun, moon, and stars, or entwined by the five elements, yin and yang, and the rhyme of life and death, or the aurora, Magnetic field, force field package...

Each of the nine clones has a strong aura, and they are all emperor-level existences.

The power of the sun, moon, and stars, the power of the five elements, yin and yang, life and death, magnetism, gravity, and the confinement force field... Above the heads of the nine clones, the condensed Imperial Seal Dao Fruit turned into various colored seals and soared into the sky, triggering avenues in the void. The giant dragon dharma image twisted and moved around and let out a shocking roar.

The Taichu Bell, the natal imperial weapon of Emperor Taichu, emerged from his mind. The rich and thick bell body hung high above his head. Under the bell mouth, strands of ancient brown turbid air flowed surgingly. There were many mysterious paths such as time and space flowing in it.

The Taichu Bell is the first innate treasure that was conceived when the Supreme Taichu Heaven was opened.

However, the Supreme Taichu Heaven was not 'naturally conceived and matured', 'naturally born'... but a certain Buddhist great master discovered this almost mature embryo of the world and forcibly opened it up with the supreme magical power of Buddhism. It was forcibly transformed with the supreme magical power of Buddhism.

Therefore, the Taichu Bell was slightly innately deficient. After the creation of heaven and earth, the Taichu Bell did not fall into the hands of the Buddhist master. Instead, it was a divine object that disappeared between heaven and earth. No one had ever seen its true face before the Taichu Emperor. .

It wasn't until the Great Emperor Taichu rose up, grew all the way, and finally destroyed the Landa Holy Land and extinguished the Buddhist heritage of the Supreme Taichu Heaven, that everyone was shocked to discover that this Taichu Bell contained all the ways, all dharma, and all the natural power of the Supreme Taichu Heaven. , I don’t know when, but I have become the destined emperor soldier of Emperor Taichu.

When the Holy Land of Landa was conquered, the four Buddhist sects guarded the Buddha and jointly mobilized the four pillars of heaven to set up the highest Buddha formation in the world of mortals. That Buddha formation was shattered by the Taichu Bell activated by Emperor Taichu... The power of the Taichu Bell , one can imagine.

At this moment, the Taichu Bell hung high above the head of Emperor Taichu, and wisps of the aura of the avenue fell down. Despite the crazy impact of countless strange and strange bloody lights from all directions, the Taichu Bell just remained unmoved. The wives, concubines, children, and children of Emperor Taichu were as safe as a mountain under the joint protection of the nine clones and the Taichu Bell.

Only, the first wife of Emperor Taichu who was hiding in this small courtyard, who was going to be the queen of heaven in the future, was caught in Bai Zun's hands lightly.

Emperor Taichu looked at Bai Zun.

The whole body of Bai Zun is like a smooth and flawless white porcelain doll. He raised his head slightly, with a flat face that was smooth and without any trace of facial features, and looked at Taichu Emperor quietly.

So, for a long time, for a long time.

Emperor Taichu said in a deep voice: "What on earth are you."

Bai Zun exerted slight force with his right hand, and with a 'pop' sound, all the skin on the neck of Taichu Emperor's wife was instantly annihilated, revealing the bloody flesh and blood underneath.

Emperor Taichu gritted his teeth hard, and behind him, a pair of children cried at the top of their lungs.

Emperor Taichu took a deep breath: "I, the supreme Taichu Heaven, the highest heaven, the Emperor Taichu... The woman in your hand is very important to me, to this world. Whatever your demands, just say Come. I promise you will."

Bai Zun looked at Emperor Taichu quietly, and a long, long time passed. After a long time, Emperor Taichu was a little impatient and almost wanted to take a dangerous blow. A clear and sweet female voice sounded from Bai Zun's body: "Then, just commit suicide!"

"If you die, I will let her go. One life for another, absolutely fair!"

Emperor Taichu's face stiffened.

The ad hoc fleet has arrived, with huge ships lying across the sky. Three Taichu emperors are stationed here. Their combat power is terrifying, but their brains are not very good. The emperor-level generals blinked their eyes. One of them said, "Chu Jiu" The strong man smiled and said: "Father, is this guy's head broken? Is this bitch's life exchanged for yours? I'm afraid he doesn't know..."

Emperor Taichu waved his left hand, and with a muffled sound, Chujiu spun around, vomiting blood, and flew far away.

Emperor Taichu gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Change the conditions."

Bai Zun chuckled: "But, I only have this condition... If you die, she can live... This is just one condition... Your old oath, your old white-headed promise. …Could it be that it’s all bullshit?”

Bai Zun pinched the woman's neck.

His power traced the simple and short life of this woman, turning the most unforgettable things that happened in her past years into moving light and shadow, and displayed them.

Among them is the scene where Emperor Taichu and her eachother made a white-headed pact with her.

There are even various small ways in which the Emperor Taichu and this woman have a good yin and yang, making clouds and rain.

Emperor Taichu's face was dark.

Chujiu, who was whipped away, and the remaining two big men, Chushi and Chueleven, all shut their mouths, not daring to say even one more word.