Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 784 I often hear that the purpose of life is not to exist, but to burn

When Xuanyuan Dapan tried his best to dodge the thunder, he did not forget to taunt:

"How long can you live now?"

There were traces of blood on Xuanyuan Jingcheng's seven orifices, and he continued to control the thunder to hit Xuanyuan Great Rock without saying a word. He suddenly glanced at the woman in purple, his daughter, and smiled at her, as if to reassure her.

Immediately, his whole body was overflowing with Gang Qi, and he started fighting at close range with Xuanyuan Dashan.

Xuanyuan Dapan has learned martial arts from hundreds of schools. He fought against the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu when he was in his third year. At the age of forty, he single-handedly entered the Wu Family Sword Tomb and fought against a generation of sword champions.

In the next ten years, he mastered swordsmanship and was confident that his swordsmanship could rival Li Chungang, the sword god who was already at the top of the world at that time. Later, he practiced swordsmanship, fought against the young Gu Jiantang, and even tested his internal strength with Qi Xuanzhen, who was known as the immortal at that time.

Although he lost every game, it was evident that he could survive defeats against these top players who had great reputations in the world.

But now during the fight with Xuanyuan Jingcheng, I felt that his moves were very weird. After being slightly uncomfortable, he caught a gap and forcefully crushed the fists on his arms. Both arms were still firmly held.

Suddenly, thunder and lightning flashed on Xuanyuan Pan's body, immediately confining the sea of ​​​​qi.

In an instant, he became visibly panicked and said quickly:

"Wait. I can make Qingfeng the head of the family, and I can swear to never touch her."

Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't understand that this was a shirk, but he just wanted to waste time and wait until he ran out of gas.

So, he said expressionlessly:

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng invites our ancestors to die."

The rainwater all over the snow flat was suddenly lifted up by Xuanyuan Jingcheng's energy, and it suddenly flew into the sky. The sky with black clouds changed drastically, and a huge and strange vortex appeared, covering the entire Huishan Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Xuanyuan Jingcheng said loudly:

"The sky hangs down with thousands of images, the earth carries all things, the emperor and the queen of the earth, Xuanyuan worships the city and prays to heaven and earth for death!"

"Xuanyuan Jingcheng begs for death!"

His voice echoed endlessly. Not only Guniu Dagang in Huishan, but also the nearly ten thousand Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain could clearly hear it.

The strange vortex flashed with unparalleled purple thunder, and a thunder dragon as thick as a mountain peak emerged, as if it might smash down from the air at any time.

Suddenly, high in the sky, an indifferent voice echoed for thousands of miles:

"No."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone on the snow flat changed with shock. On the other side, a dozen figures appeared from Longhu Mountain, nine thousand cavalry appeared thirty miles away, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers headed straight for Huishan a hundred miles away.

"Moo!"

Suddenly, the roar of the dragon resounded through the sky like thunder. The black dragon about a hundred feet long opened its huge mouth, and the purple thunder dragon as thick as a mountain peak in the strange vortex was swallowed up.

The body of the black dragon is flashing with purple light. If you look closely, you can see that the body is more than ten feet long.

In an instant, a huge black dragon hung above the snowy plain, and a tall and upright figure stood on the dragon's head.

"I have often heard that the purpose of life is not to exist, but to burn. Only by burning can there be light, even if it is only for a moment."

The human figure was Yang Jiao, whose eyes fell on Xuanyuan Jingcheng:

"But I want to tell you, how can such an old guy deserve to die with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a raindrop fell from the sky and landed on Xuanyuan Dapan's forehead.

His face froze, and he turned into ashes and disappeared into smoke.

Yang Jiao lowered his eyes, swept across the people present, and said:

"There are nearly a thousand martial arts elites working for the Xuanyuan family. It's no wonder that they can dominate the southeast. It's a pity that they are too mixed with dragons and snakes. They have hawks, dogs and lackeys raised with both secrets and huge sums of money."

"There are also desperadoes who seek refuge in the mountains, including the most prominent green forest thieves, and even the notorious flower-picking thieves. They are really not afraid of meat and vegetables." He raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he sensed something, and said:

"He spent more money to raise two hundred heavy cavalry, one hundred and fifty light cavalry, and also raised a large number of dead soldiers, including assassins."

Yang Jiao shook his head:

"No wonder I hate the world today so much. People with power and high positions can trample on the lives of others at will."

"That's why in the world in my heart, there is no place for nobles from aristocratic families, let alone assassins, killers, death warriors, prostitutes and the like."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waterfall-like rain suddenly fell down. There was silence up and down Huishan Mountain, but blood flowed into a river. The waterfall-like rain was like a ferocious sword energy, and countless people died without any resistance.

In a few breaths, seven out of ten people standing in Daxueping were gone.

Only Xuanyuan Qingfeng, a hundred guests, and Xu Fengnian's party were left.

Yang Jiao looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng:

"Can you blame me for killing your own brother and killing all the Xuanyuan family's powerful masters in the southeast?"

Xuanyuan Jingcheng coughed a few mouthfuls of blood and said with a smile:

"You can forgive the evil done by God, but you can't live for the evil done by yourself. Your Majesty, you are just doing justice for Heaven today and sweeping away the dust that has accumulated in Huishan for hundreds of years."

"It's not bad. No wonder you can read a fairyland on land just by reading. It just so happens that I lack a tool to help me govern the world in the future, so it's just you." Yang Jiao raised his hand, and the tips of his fingers gathered together with dots of profoundness. light.

When the light turned into a ball of light and submerged into Xuanyuan Jingcheng's body, his aura gradually became calmer and stronger, and blood appeared on his face. Although the energy in his body dropped again and again, it was still stable at the Zhixuan realm.

Yang Jiao suddenly said:

"You're already here, why don't you show up and see me."

In the blink of an eye, several old men in Taoist robes appeared in Daxueping, and the more conspicuous ones were the feminine and murderous old man, the young man holding a fly whisk, the cold old man holding a sword, and the more gentle-looking old man.

"Interesting, the four great heavenly masters of Longhu Mountain are gathered together, and there are also Han Diao Temple, Qi Xianxia, ​​who is the best swordsman in Taoism, Song Nianqing, the master of Dongyue Jianchi Sect, and Wu Jian, the master of Wu Jianzhong Sect."

Yang Jiao continued with great interest:

"Let me hear it, nearly 10,000 cavalrymen are coming at a fast pace, and almost 60,000 elite troops are heading straight for Huishan."

The four great Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain, two of the Xi generation and two of the Dan generation, are actually four brothers, sons and nephews.

Among the four great heavenly masters, an old man with a rather gloomy look took the lead and said:

"Devil, you have brought trouble to the world, and you are still stubborn. Why don't you just capture you, and we can keep your body intact."

Yang Jiao's eyes were dark:

"I heard that Zhao Xituan did not want to be the headmaster, so he recommended Zhao Danxia to take over. Therefore, in the past twenty years, a Qingci prime minister has appeared in the capital. I think it is you, Zhao Danping."

The old man, who was Zhao Danping, said angrily:

"You're rude."

With a "bang", Zhao Danping was blown out, and his body plowed a long crater on the ground. Not far away, Xu Fengnian and others saw many broken teeth flying out of the air.

"If you can't speak, then don't ask for this mouth."

Upon seeing this, many masters on the field shrank their pupils. They didn't even notice how the dragon rider took action, which meant that they might have followed in Zhao Danping's footsteps.

"I think you will also find that if there are only a few of you, you will not be my opponent at all. In this case, why not go directly to Beiliang, between Liyang and Beimang, and invite the armies of the two countries and countless powerful Come and kill me, okay?"

(End of this chapter)