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Since the first generation of ancestors in Qingcheng, the ancestors of the past dynasties have been sweeping the world, megatronizing the world, and treating the world as a grinding stone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The accumulation of the first five generations finally reached its peak in the sixth generation, and the six generations of ancestors not only deduced the Qingcheng Sword Technique to the Great Perfection, but also the broken realm after the consummation, that is, the last sword, the ultimate sword - Zhu Dao!

Then, I hit the streets in Daqingcheng.

As the so-called success is also swordsmanship, defeat is also swordsmanship, and that last sword is simply synonymous with all dangers, and can even cut off the foundation of the Three Realms and destroy the operation of 129,600 avenues.

So in the original battle, it should have been the sixth generation of ancestors who defeated the demon lord and finally reached the peak, but because the gods of the fairy world joined forces, he was blinded to his sanity, and finally ended up with a defeat for both sides.

And the sixth generation ancestor Zhou Daozi seemed to have expected this consequence, and divided a part of his spiritual sense into the sky with the killing sword, and finally passed it on to Daoist Li.

However, because this thing is too dangerous, with the personality of the Taoist priest who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he naturally does not dare to move, even when fighting against the crazy Han Cao, at the most dangerous juncture, the little lord of the sky is still enshrined in the house of Luodu, I am afraid that I can't resist the temptation, and use this sword, it is definitely the end of seeing the light and dying, no matter how much contribution is made, it is to be pulled into the blacklist in minutes.

But after all, this is in a dream, no matter how powerful the gods in the upper realm are, they can't control their own homes, they can't see their own homes, so it goes without saying.

As soon as this sword came out, there was no movement or sound, but only for a moment, the entire dream space seemed to be frozen, and after that, the mighty mountain just now seemed to have gone through thousands of years, the wind also moved, the sand also moved, and the huge sacred mountain seemed to be weathered, and gradually dissipated into nothing.

Lu Xianweng's face in the sky changed greatly, and he didn't expect that it would be like this, but the Dongyue Emperor said that as long as this treasure is sacrificed, this person will definitely die, and without him, the list will never be leaked.

But now it's too late to say anything, and when he just wanted to get out of the dream, his body stiffened, and he saw a cyan lightsaber piercing through his back and sinking into his chest; he turned back in disbelief, only to see that Daoist Li's eyes were cold, exuding an indifference to all things in heaven and earth, and he regarded killing people as slaughtering chickens and sheep.

In a trance, he seemed to see his brother's four-eyed old man sitting on the cloud bed, kneeling down to all the immortal officials and assistants, high up, unstoppable!

They are all born of one person, why do you have a monopoly on talent and talent, and everyone worships you, why is it only me with low qualifications, and even the achievement of the final immortal karma needs your help, why, why!?

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"This trick really can't be used indiscriminately, just in that state, it's even more stimulant than a doping," After a long time, Daoist Li got out of this feeling similar to 'Ximen Blowing Snow', if it wasn't for the condensation of Qingyun Sword Intent, just this moment, the sword qi was about to riot, and it was only at this time that he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"But then again, what kind of place is this, did Dao Ye wake up from a dream? Or did he go straight to the next floor-"

Li Daoshi was dumbfounded, only to see what he saw, it was an ancient city that was not inferior to Luodu, with high walls and thick walls, majestic and mighty, and a little more picturesque, this is - Chang'an City!?

Although I have never been to the capital of this dynasty, there are not many in the whole of Middle Earth that can be bigger than Luodu, not to mention that there are two ancient characters of Chang'an written on the city gate.

"It's not right, housing prices haven't soared in recent years, why has the capital become like this, is it possible to change the dynasty?"

The Taoist priest was quite puzzled, he didn't know when he would wake up from this dream, and he had a feeling, this dream was different from the dream just now, the mud bricks under his feet, the touch of his body, and the scene he saw in his eyes, there was more of a layer of nothingness, just like watching a movie, 4D version.

With a 'crunch', the city gate was slowly pushed open, and as far as the eye could see, it was the huge glazed pagoda in the north city.

This tower is extremely high, there seems to be no taller building than him in the entire Chang'an City, and in the pieces of glazed tiles, there are traces of the devil and the wonderful girl, the indescribable feeling comes out, just glanced at it, as if the seven emotions and six desires have been pulled, the five aggregates are fascinated, dizzy, and it took a long time to recover, needless to say, this must be a powerful demon law.

"Hey, look at this process, maybe some kind of old devil who is going against the sky is doing big things, it's interesting," Li Daoshi was a little gloating, this time it was different from before, he was more like an outsider than the protagonist in it.

The sky is no longer the routine of rolling clouds and storms, but the whole sky is dark, and the starlight, moonlight, and lights all over the city seem to have been photographed.

Silent, silent, lightless, shadowless, the whole city was silent, as if there was endless darkness, engulfing it all.

And the only vitality that the Taoist priest can feel is on the top of the 999-story glazed pagoda, only to see a figure standing on the top of the tower, with a tall posture, a cloak scattered, dressed in black, looking up at the sky, a unique kind of anti-heaven old demon style.

"Who is this, since the end of the ancient era, except for Zu Long, even if he is an idiot, he is also planning to take a roundabout route, and the anti-heaven level figure who is serious has really not appeared again, looking at this posture, does this person have an idea?"

Daoist Li was quite curious, but under the dark curtain, it was difficult for him to see the other party's face clearly, and at this moment, the sky curtain was suddenly torn down, and endless thunder and lightning rolled out in an instant, stormy waves, rolling and rolling, as if the entire Leisi belongings had been moved.

With the light in the sky, the Taoist priest finally saw the face of the old demon who defended the sky, and he was stunned for a moment, and I was immediately stunned.

With such a handsome face and such a great figure, how can the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes, isn't this his Li Daoye!

As long as he doesn't have any twin brothers, the Taoist priest can be 100% sure that the person on the tower must be his own, but he and the sky are completely unrelated.

"Dao Ye is a thorough good citizen, and his goal in life is to become the successor of the new generation of Taoism, but he really has no rebellion at all, how can he dream of this kind of picture, Mrs. is incredible!"

Li was frightened, and he only felt that the whole person was not good.

'Master, Master, wake up—'

The sound of flickering distance and proximity sounded, and the Taoist priest only felt that the scene in front of him was becoming more and more illusory, and sat up from the bed suddenly, sweating profusely, panting heavily, not tired, but frightened.

Seeing the seven pink Zhengtai in front of him looking at him with concern on their faces, Daoist Li muttered, "It's not going to be a dream this time." ”

"Master, what do you say, you've slept for two days and one night. ”

"Yes, yes, Master, why are you still muttering when you sleep, why are you so like yourself or something. ”

These seven Zhengtai went around and around, and he couldn't tell who was who for a while, but he finally knew that it was not a dream now, and he suddenly sighed, speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

But when he looked up, he saw that the gourd babies were looking at him with a cowering face, slightly stunned, and said, "What's wrong?"

In the end, the seven Zhengtai discussed it and recommended the master's favorite Xiao Qi, Guo Xiaoqi hesitated for a long time before saying: "Master, we couldn't help but call you when we saw that you had slept for a long time, but in your room, we found a corpse." ”

"Corpse!?" Daoist Li was stunned for a moment, and following the eyes of these gourd babies, he found a curled figure under the wall, like a sun-dried persimmon, on the wrinkled shapeless face, he could vaguely recognize that this was that Guangping Lu Xianweng.

"No, Dao Ye really killed him, it turns out that this is not a dream," Daoist Li muttered, "This is a big trouble." ”

He knew very well how serious the consequences of killing an immortal were, and the old dragon who killed Dongting Jun was now either dead or still being hunted down, this was the best example, especially at this sensitive juncture.

A few apprentices muttered—

"I heard that Cao Cao was good at killing people in his dreams, but I didn't expect Master to be like this. ”

"Yes, yes, then we can't call Master to get up in the future. ”

The Taoist priest suddenly couldn't bear it, and said angrily: "What nonsense, Dao Ye's taste is not the same grade as the idiot Cao!" (To be continued.) )