crossing with green hills

There is an indescribable sigh in Qingxu's words.

It made other people's scalps tingle when they heard it. At their level, they would naturally not exaggerate. If this is the case, that god will be even more amazing.

"Everyone can come, I'm afraid that the high god has suffered retribution, entangled by the karma of millions of people, and his strength may be greatly damaged. If..."

Tan Fan opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he flew out, blood spilled into the sky, and fell to the ground, exhaling a lot of air, but inhaling less.

This sudden change made everyone startled and looked around vigilantly.

"Do you think it will be..."

Ni Qianzhang opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he felt his heart sinking, like an ancient mountain pressing down on his body, making him hunched over and unable to straighten his waist.

Looking around, everyone around was just like him, even Bai Zihua was no exception.

Not caring about other things at the moment, he suddenly knelt on the ground, "God, please be angry, I shouldn't want to spy on God, but I hope to forgive my sin."

After speaking, I immediately felt my body was empty, and my whole body relaxed, like mud, sitting on the ground with my buttocks crooked.

Panting.

For a moment, to him, it seemed like thousands of years had passed.

Seeing that Ni Qianzhang was freed from the bondage, the others followed suit, but Bai Zihua and the remaining Four Great Immortals still gritted their teeth and persisted.

They are all the proud sons of heaven, and they are proud, so naturally they don't want to kneel down with others.

Soon his veins popped out, his face flushed, his breathing became short of breath, and his clothes were wetted with bean-sized drops of sweat.

Facing the increasingly heavy pressure on his back, after all, he didn't kowtow to the end, one after another, he knelt down one after another.

As they freed themselves from the shackles and recovered for a while, they looked at each other and smiled wryly.

Knowing that god is not something they can calculate and provoke.

Just at this moment, everyone's complexion suddenly changed, and one by one received the sound transmission from the sect, without saying a word, they directly left with the sword.

Inside Daqing Mountain.

Looking at the streamers shooting all around, Li Tiansheng smiled, "Seven Killing Palace, don't let this deity down."

…………

The sun rises in the east, and the time is half a month in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, the world was full of turmoil and unpredictable changes.

First, an ancient god was born, and when he preached to the world, he killed tens of thousands of people.

Later, there was a coalition of dynasties, and millions of troops joined forces with the immortal forces to conquer the sacred mountain, and the entire army was wiped out.

One wave has not yet leveled off, and another wave will rise again.

Taking advantage of the time when the masters of the immortal sect were going out, the Palace of Seven Kills was outrageously mobilized. The Dharma Protector Shan Chunqiu and the Shengjun Shaqianmo split into two groups. The power of space, attacked the Taibai Gate, and snatched the magic weapon Huansiling.

The other person led people to kill Changbai Mountain, bravely entered the Jiuxiao Pagoda in Tianshan Mountain, and obtained the magic weapon Xuanzhenchi; then turned to Penglai, and got the Floating Pearl.

He was about to seize other artifacts, but was forced away by Bai Zihua and his party who rushed back.

Even so, the Palace of Seven Kills has achieved a lot. In addition to the Immortal Umbrella in his hand, he has five artifacts in his hand, accounting for half of them.

Afterwards, the two ways of righteousness and demons fought fiercely to seize the artifact, and the troubles were in turmoil.

In the secular world, because of Li Tiansheng's thunderous methods, the dynasties dare not blatantly seek trouble with him, but after suffering such a big loss, they cannot remain indifferent.

By coincidence, they began to resist Li Tiansheng's secular preaching.

It is expressly prohibited that people are not allowed to go up to Daqingshan Mountain to learn from teachers.

……

The twists and turns of the incident set off one big earthquake after another, making the world dizzy. The streets and alleys, the ancient caves in the fairy mountains, are all talking about such things.

These few things have not been fermented yet, let people digest and accept them.

In the entire Western Shu Kingdom, a major event that caused a worldwide uproar occurred.

The old man Zhang lived in Shilipo, ten miles away from the capital of the Western Shu Kingdom. As usual, he pulled his donkey down to plow the field. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered his field, he found a huge stone monument in the middle of the field.

Tens of feet high, the whole body is pitch black, engraved with bronze inscriptions, towering toweringly, quite extraordinary.

He spent his whole life throwing food in the ground, and there was not a single large character. When he looked up, he could understand the words on it.

Not long after, a martial arts formula appeared in his mind.

"The "Beast Control Technique"!"

Old man Zhang’s eyes lit up. This exercise requires the warrior to find a ferocious beast, spend time with him day and night, have a sympathetic heart with the beast, eat and sleep together, practice together, and replenish qi and blood, so that he can enter the martial arts world. One, the evolution of infinite martial arts supernatural powers.

Stretching out his hand to touch the black donkey that he depended on for life, old man Zhang chuckled, "Old man, I won't leave you behind!"

"My son!"

The black donkey sensed Old Man Zhang's mind and yelled loudly.

Soon, news about Shilipo spread, and many people came to watch, and they all got a martial art from this stone tablet, and they were ecstatic.

The news spread to the imperial court, and before the emperor of Xishu issued an order, more news spread to the palace like snowflakes, and spread throughout Xishu.

It spread towards the neighboring dynasty at a terrifying speed.

Let the whole world explode!

Xishu Imperial Palace.

In his prime of life, the emperor in the heyday of spring and autumn fell on the rice paper with the best Langhao pen in his hand, and there was a shocking ink mark on the snow-white paper.

But he didn't care.

"What did you say?"

"My lord, now my West Shu Kingdom is full of mysterious martial arts steles. There are as many as a hundred of them, all over the country."

"Hurry up and find someone to dig it out!"

"I can't dig it! The stele is blessed by that god, so it can't be dug or chiseled at all."

"Then send troops to block it, and no one is allowed to approach."