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"The Ninth Flame Emperor?"

When Zhao Shu heard this, his face changed dramatically, and he was even more puzzled.

"In ancient times, Emperor Fuxi disappeared after creating gossip, the Yan clan rose by taking advantage of the situation, and the Yan Emperor Shennong clan ruled all the tribes in the world.

Its tribe has a total of nine generations of Yan Emperor, the first generation is Shennong's clan, Shennong's Emperor Kui, Kuisheng Emperor's inheritance, Chengsheng Emperor's Ming, Mingsheng's Emperor Zhi, Zhisheng's Emperor's Mourning, Mourning's Emperor's Ke, and Kesheng's Emperor Yu'an.

In the later period of Emperor Yan's rule, the tribes of the Central Plains attacked each other, and the war continued. The Xuanyuan tribe took advantage of the time to defeat different tribes, and the leaders of the rest of the tribes also joined one after another, threatening the Yandi tribe, and finally broke out the Battle of Hanquan, and the Yandi Yu was defeated.

According to Confucian legend, the Yellow Emperor exiled Emperor Yan, but actually sealed his soul on the Xuanyuan Sword. ”

"Gu Daomen obtained the Xuanyuan Sword, and cultivated this sword for thousands of years, and more than 100 years ago, put this sword into my body with the method of reincarnation. Born with the help of the Great Song Huode, now this Ninth Yan Emperor's divine soul has grown, devouring my divine soul and body in one fell swoop. ”

Zhao Shu heard a sense of grief and indignation that raised the sky and sighed, felt infinite shame and anger, suppressed his voice, and roared: "How is my father?"

"The Father Emperor cast the Xuanwu Heaven Devouring Decision, sealing himself and half of the Divine Souls of the Three Great Dao Venerables in the Taiye Pool. Ying Long was thrown out of the Taiye Pool by his father!

Zhao Huan's face became more and more desolate, and he sighed softly: "Wang Tu has been in power for thirty years, but in the end it is empty. ”

"Fifth brother, keep Yanyun and keep a trace of incense for the Great Song Dynasty! And be careful of the Buddha! The Buddha in their mouth has been reincarnated. ”

Zhao Huan's voice slowly disappeared with the sound of the wind, and a wisp of obsession slowly dissipated, looking at the dissipated Zhao Huan, Zhao Shu could only sigh helplessly.

"Wang Tu's hegemony is empty! How sad. It's just that this kind of pathetic is not from the Great Song Dynasty!"

"There are thousands of royal families in the Great Song Dynasty, and there are only three people left!

Zhao Shu looked at the crescent moon that was gradually disappearing, and his body was vertical, heading towards the edge of the Yellow River, since Ying Long had escaped, he should find him.

When Zhao Shu took off and left, Wu Yuanba followed. The six martial artists of the Gangqi realm left Yanjing on their horses and followed them closely.

On the edge of the Yellow River, the huge waves are rushing, and on the edge of the most turbulent river valley, three giants with a height of nearly ten zhang and iron chains wrapped around their bodies are struggling to drag the iron chains in their hands, spreading their wings in the air, and the dragon with flames is dragging down towards the river below.

The dragon spread its wings and was hundreds of meters in size. The whole body was red, and the air was constantly spewing flames, but the dragon's claws and belly were already scarred. He was dragged by a large iron chain the thickness of his arm.

"Evil Dragon, belong to us and spare your life. Otherwise, I'll move the dragon stake and destroy you!"

One was dressed in a golden robe. The young man with a crown of jade, holding a golden lotus pillar in one hand, and a wide-backed giant sword behind him. His eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were as cold as electricity.

"Groan!"

The answer was a terrible dragon groan and an even more violent flame, but these three huge chains were forged by the cold ice of the extreme north, and they were not afraid of the power of the flames.

"What a beast, since you have resisted, today is your time of death. ”

Li Jinzha's face was cold, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the golden lotus pillar in his hand flew up, growing in the wind, growing to a height of more than 100 zhang.

The golden pillar on the lotus flower flew out of the circle of half of the three golden silk threads, and buckled Ying Long to the pillar.

One of the three iron rings was buckled around the neck, one buckled the wings, and the rest were buckled on the dragon's claws, constantly tightening, like sharp swords, and blood gushed out.

Ying Long let out a roar and kept struggling, but the more he struggled, the tighter he strangled, the blood flowed, and the three huge wrestlers also waved the iron chains in their hands and whipped fiercely, and the iron chains and Ying Long whipped them, emitting a burst of fire.

"Evil Dragon, today I will take your skin, blood, and flesh and bones to devour and practice!"

Li Jinzha looked at Ying Long, who was struggling, and the giant sword behind him roared with a sound of gold and iron, and slashed at Ying Long who was bound in the air.

"Groan!"

Looking at the giant sword coming from the sky, Ying Long let out a terrible and unwilling roar, and tried his best to dodge, but he couldn't dodge it no matter what, looking at the north, the dragon chanted constantly.

"Go!"

Seeing Ying Long's roar, Li Jinzha's movements became faster and faster, and the sword technique urged Juque to sweep down fiercely, and the power of thunder was as fast as lightning.

"Khooth!"

With a loud roar, a broken sun-shooting arrow suddenly appeared in front of the giant sword, making a terrifying roar.

"Who dare to go against the Jade Void Gate!"

Li Jinzha's complexion changed greatly, his eyes looked into the distance, and he roared angrily, with a thick murderous intent all over his body.

What answered him was a terrifying fist intent, and in an instant, Li Jinzha seemed to hear the roar of tens of thousands of knives colliding, directly enveloping himself from the void, and when he reached out to block, he was covered in scars, blood broke, and flew out directly.

"Are all the ancient Daomen so arrogant?"

Zhao Shu stepped on the clouds, walked slowly, overlooking Li Jinzha who flew out upside down, his eyes were cold and murderous, which made Li Jinzha tremble, and a cold breath came out: "Who are you?"

"Possessed Dacheng, martial arts, young, good qualifications!

Zhao Shu sneered and commented on the young man in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the dragon stake in the distance was directly torn apart, and the huge Ying Long roared, spread his wings, and ran to Zhao Shu's side, his voice full of admiration.

Zhao Shu gently appeased this Ying Long, looked at the dragon pile, and reached out to grab it, wanting to take this treasure for himself.

"Buzz!"

At this time, the lotus base under the entire Dunlong pile shook slightly, and the Sanskrit sound burst, a sword riding a lion, holding the Vajra sword in his right hand, holding the fearless seal in his left hand, and the Buddha with a compassionate face sat in the void.

"Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun? No, it should be Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

Zhao Shu's face condensed slightly, and he knew the identity of this big Buddha from the memory of Huanglong Zhenren, and all the qiē about Manjushri Bodhisattva were confirmed one by one.

As far as I know, the two Buddhist realms of Daxiangguo Temple and Daxueshan are not the same realm as your central sampa world, so why do you also want to participate in the disputes of secular Buddhism. ”

Zhao Shu didn't dare to underestimate the Bodhisattva clone in front of him, although it was a thought, but this Bodhisattva was a terrifying master, with strong strength, at least for the time being, representing one of the strongest strengths of Buddhism.

It's just that he has been hidden in the small world of Buddhism in Wutai Mountain, why did he participate in the Bianliang chaos.

"The central Buddha is about to return, and the poor monks are integrating the power of Buddhism to welcome the Buddha!"

Manjushri said lightly, Zhao Shu's eyes became more and more ruthless, Zhao Huan told sù that he should be careful of Buddhism, the appearance of this Manjushri also proves that the power of Buddhism is not weaker than that of Taoism, Buddhism and Taoism converge, and join forces to deal with the Great Song Dynasty.

"Even so, don't blame this king for being hot!"

Zhao Shu was ruthless in his eyes, smashed it with a punch, and the terrifying power directly bombarded the Manjushri Bodhisattva in front of him.

"Now that you have entered the WTO, you should follow the world! The poor monk is waiting for the prince in Bianliang!"

Manjushri muttered softly, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and a Buddha light wrapped Li Jinzha and Juque, and rushed away into the distance.

Facing this departing Buddhist master, Zhao Shu's eyes fell on the three yellow turban wrestlers who were rushing down.

"The golden man of the First Emperor was actually cast in imitation of these Yellow Turban wrestlers!"

Zhao Shu sighed slightly, sat on Ying Long's back, and threw one pill after another at Ying Long, so that he could recover from his injuries.

"Your Highness, do you want to capture those three-headed wrestlers?"

"No need, the confluence of Buddhism and Taoism, there is already a tiger's den in Longtan ahead!

Zhao Shu's words made everyone slightly happy, knowing that His Highness would not go to Bianliang to take risks again. (To be continued......)