Storm of Kings

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The sun and the moon flew, and the white horse passed the gap, three thousand and six hundred years have passed in an instant.

Baijia of Zhuzi has already left the earth, preaching in the kingdom of giants. After this long period of operation, some of the ten-dimensional universe sentient beings have joined the ranks of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism.

Although these 3,600 years are equivalent to sleeping for a few days and nights for ten-dimensional sentient beings, for the human race, the number of generations is relatively small, and some families have even developed more than 150 generations. Anyone who has achieved success in cultivation can ascend and gain a long life.

Of course, no matter how rich material resources are, those who can live forever are still in the minority, not to mention that there are still some enemies? Unstable foundations can easily fall, and roads have never been smooth sailing.

Generally speaking, the folks are also safe, but the Supreme Heaven's high-level officials have never slackened, and since the first 360 years, they have been cautiously facing the calamity.

The cosmic storm has indeed caused terrible impacts on the ten-dimensional universe, and it has become more and more severe.

Facts have proved that the robbery is really not a joke.

Let’s not talk about it, just take the last calamity. It’s really called destroying the heavens and destroying the earth. It directly lifts the cosmic sheath and gives you an indelible memory. How many large arrays were wiped out in a blink of an eye, and how many high-ranking people were buried in it. The record of destruction was refreshed, and the conversation of the monks in the world changed.

Today, after evaluation by the Warlock Group, the Tenth Calamity is about to appear in the near future.

This tenth calamity is also known as the Great Tribulation of Shangyuan. It is the ultimate manifestation of the world-destroying power reaching its peak, and it may destroy all the efforts made by the human race in the previous 3,600 years.

Every aspect is working intensively. In order to fight the calamity, the human race has never stopped making progress.

The monks reaped a lot of fruit in refining the body, refining the gods, and refining the blood. The infrastructure madman and the Mohist monks have also promoted cosmic engineering to the point where there is no one before and no one to come.

Three golden warships appeared in the distance, which looked a bit like the divine ship operated by Enrique, the lord of living beings. However, in terms of form and performance, Enrique's warship was not comparable to these three ships.

In a blink of an eye, the three extraordinary golden warships have been cleared, and they came to the boundary of the universe without any hindrance.

At this speed, the strength is lower than the first grade, I am afraid it will take a few months to fly to catch up with the one-hour flight of the golden warship.

Standing on the bow of the boat was a group of noble sons, the head of whom had red lips and white teeth, and golden red Tai Chi reflected in his pupils. He looked young, but the demeanor behind him was impressive, as if he was born a king.

"Brother Jing, when the sun has risen to the west, why would you want to run to the border? I heard that the closer the Great Tribulation of Shangyuan, the more joyous the truth sect who likes troubles."

"I know that this time I was teaching for truth. My mother said that my sword had reached the critical stage of cutting myself, cutting the self, cutting beyond me. My father said that my sword would cut the future, cut the past, cut the present, You can do whatever you want, creating something out of nothing in the avenue."

"Huh?" Everyone heard it in the clouds, and they only felt that they were boundlessly tall.

The boy's name is Zhou Jing. Because he is the youngest in the house, everyone likes to call him Jing Geer.

He was the son of Zhou Lie and Jing Quan. Jing Quan had only been pregnant for 1,800 years before landing. Such a long pregnancy period is a record.

Zhou Jinger started Zu Linghuo to get rid of the disease on the day he was born. Since then, he has set foot on the road of military value to ride the dust, or Jingquan prenatal education has done a good job, Jing Ge’er is born with more female swords and Tai Chi swords, even more At the age of 10 years old, he cultivated Tai Chi pupils, possessing mysterious abilities such as seeing yin and yang and observing earth qi.

However, in front of Zhou Lie and Jing Quan's two abnormal parents, Zhou Jing'er is a child.

He can never see the end of the avenue, and is always shocked by the new techniques his parents have made, so he is eager to leave home to find a sense of existence whenever he reaches a bottleneck.

Suddenly, the guard ship on the left trembled slightly, and then a dense cluster of jumping spiders flew over.

"Be careful, it's a bug of truth education!"

The sails of the guard ship suddenly flashed dazzling flames, and the boundless and stalwart character "Zhou" was reflected in the air. The charm produced by this character alone suppressed all the invading poisonous insects, allowing the three warships to go far away.

The young ladies laughed loudly, straight that the enemy was overwhelmed!

Only Zhou Jinger showed off the divine sword with a "clang", and sternly said: "Beware! The enemy has boarded the ship. These Truth believers have adopted very dangerous methods to reduce themselves to normal body shape, and wait for the same quality to be achieved. ."

"Rumble..."

The enemy really boarded the ship, and a flash rushed into the crowd. His height was about 2.5 meters, and the terrifying flood peak of boxing came out quickly.

"Damn, they actually practiced the Wujiang Ape Clan's boxing technique! Ah! It hurts..."

These elder brothers couldn't do anything else, but the life-saving artifacts on their bodies were so many, Zhou Jinger raised his hand out of the sword and fought against the enemy.

The border was raging, and the mixed truth sect was the first to jump out. The human race has never been monolithic. As early as a thousand years ago, people saw the Zhou family unhappy and wanted to overthrow the Zhou Dynasty!

In the place where the cosmic storm was getting worse, Jing Quan suddenly looked back and felt that his son was worry-free. Then he turned and asked, "Is the husband too kind to those people? According to my temperament, killing them all!"

Standing in the midst of taboos, Zhou Lie smiled and said, "There are talents from generation to generation! More than three thousand years, enough people have reached our heights!"

"Yes, it was those people who gradually lost their respectful heart and began to stir the wind and rain behind their backs!" Jing Quan stretched out his hand, as if he was about to draw a sword anytime.

"Haha, isn't this great? Otherwise, how lonely is it? Huh? The Shangyuan Tribulation has started ahead of schedule!" Zhou Lie moved abruptly, seeing his robe swinging constantly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ten steps later, the garments were broken, and sword shadows appeared on the left and right sides, which cut off all the taboos.

"Kacha..." Unknown power descended.

Jingquan set up the north and south with a sword, and suddenly cut out a void, excluding the meaning of extinguishing the Tao.

Zhou Lie wiped his sweat and called out, "The wind is screaming! This time it is really difficult!"

"How difficult is it?" Jing Quan changed position as her husband moved.

"It is no exaggeration to say that the sum of all the calamities before is equivalent to floods caused by ordinary rivers, and now it is equivalent to a tsunami caused by a super earthquake. All the impact towers we have painstakingly built these years have to be included! It is a pity! My back figure is forced to push it to 50% and I can’t push it up! Maybe, I’m going to see the King of God after all!”

Jing Quan groaned: "Don't go! At least wait for me. If you take the last step, I will not let you be alone!"

"Hahaha, okay!" Zhou Lie said as he returned to a towering 33-story pagoda, he saw that all directions were rapidly turning black, and the catastrophe was coming. Even Geshimojun felt cold in his hands and feet, and wondered if he could survive it. This suffering.