Fantasy_ Taking on the son of destiny as a disciple and conquering the world forever

The boundless holy power descended, and an old man with white beard and hair condensed in the sky of Longkong Holy Mountain.

This old man’s skin was as smooth as a baby’s, but his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life. He didn’t know how many years of baptism he had gone through. There was an ancient Dao mark flickering between his eyebrows. The surrounding holy power was as vast as the sea, overwhelmingly pressing down on the top of Longkong Mountain.

“Sage Tianyuan?! I didn’t expect that even this ancestor was alarmed!”

“Hiss! I heard that Saint Tianyuan was a peerless figure who dominated the entire era 36,000 years ago. He once destroyed a holy land and nine divine dynasties, and his reputation was far beyond that of Qingxu Peak Master! He Still alive?”

“The Longshan Imperial Dynasty really has a profound foundation! The saint was resurrected just to deal with the master of Qingxu Peak. Longkong Holy Mountain really thinks highly of him!”

“Sage Tianyuan has not truly revived, this is just an incarnation of his spiritual thoughts! However, the aura it exudes is far superior to the golden holy dragon summoned by the Lord Yingmo and more than ten gods to deal with Qingxu Peak Master, that’s enough!”

“If you don’t become a saint, you will always be an ant! The Holy Power of the Golden Holy Dragon is just superficial. How can it be compared with a real saint?”

“Hey, the Longshan Imperial Dynasty was forced to do nothing by Master Qingxu Peak! Daozi’s death is still a small matter. Two deities and more than ten gods were beheaded at the same time, and the fate of the country for ten thousand years was also beheaded. Even if the quasi-sage came in person, It’s hard to do anything to Master Qingxu Peak! They want to keep Master Qingxu Peak, and only the Saint can take action himself!”

“Do you think this incarnation of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts can leave Master Qingxu behind?”

“No matter whether Master Qingxu Peak can be left behind, the losses suffered by the Longshan Imperial Dynasty this time cannot be made up for!”

“Then again, who knows why this matter started? Why did it evolve to such an uncontrollable point?”

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The ancestors of the gods from all the forces all showed shocked faces. The incarnation of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts was somewhat beyond their expectations.

The holy power emitted by the incarnation of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts is formless, vast and pure, like the pressure of the boundless sky. It is far beyond the mixed holy power of the golden holy dragon just now, leaving many holy marks remaining on Longkong Holy Mountain. Both Taoism and Taoism were eclipsed.

“You are worthy of judging me?”

Jiang Chen looked up at the sky, and mysterious and complex disaster runes flashed across his eyes, and endless calamity runes appeared out of thin air in the invisible holy power.

“Rumble…”

There were waves of deep muffled sounds in the sky and the earth, and the vast holy power that covered the sky and the sun dissipated in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, the power of thousands of catastrophes between heaven and earth manifested out of thin air, covering the sky, and merged pervasively into the incarnation of the divine thoughts of the Tianyuan Saint in the sky.

Saint Tianyuan raised his white eyebrows lightly, and thousands of mountains and dragons appeared around him. The rules of the holy way were stirring, as if representing the will of the entire world, but he was unable to do anything about the power of the catastrophe. This incarnation of divine thoughts soon became bright and extinguished. indefinite.

“What kind of magical power is this?”

Saint Tianyuan roared in shock and anger.

Jiang Chen responded indifferently: “You don’t deserve to know!”

Before he finished speaking, the incarnation of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts was unable to hold up and collapsed between heaven and earth.

The mountain breeze is coming slowly, the white clouds are floating, and the sunshine is falling softly. The top of Longkong Mountain returns to its pure nature.

The ancestors of the gods from all the major forces in southern Xinjiang were all dumbfounded, their eyes filled with disbelief.

“The incarnation of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts was destroyed just like that?”

“This incarnation of spiritual thought is enough to easily crush the golden holy dragon just now, but it was killed instantly. Is Master Qingxu so terrifying?”

“What kind of magical power and secret method did Lord Qingxu use? Has any old friend seen it clearly?”

“It seems to be a magical power related to disasters, but I don’t know what kind of magical power he used!”

“Young people are terrible! The waves behind the river push the waves ahead, and the old man is about to be beaten to death on the beach!”

“In the golden age, everything is possible!”

“All the incarnations of Saint Tianyuan’s spiritual thoughts were beheaded. Now the Longshan Emperor Dynasty has lost all face!”

“The saint has resurrected. He hasn’t appeared in countless years! It’s really exciting!”

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Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, a golden streak of luck flashed in the depths of his eyes, following the remaining qi machine, he looked to the northwest, and said lightly: “Old man, if you want to suppress me with the incarnation of your spiritual mind, you are looking down on people. Come on! Get out and die!”

“What an arrogant young man! I will kill you!”

The old and angry voice echoed endlessly between the heaven and the earth. The whole Longshan Emperor Dynasty was changing. The aura of the heaven and the earth was like the tide of the ocean, converging towards an ancient border city in the northwest, and submerged into an ancient curtain in the ancient city.

Immediately afterwards, nearly a million kilograms of divine marrow in the ancient tomb was exploded into pieces, turning into immeasurable spiritual energy of heaven and earth that contained the power of the rules of the avenue, and merged into a blood jade sarcophagus in the tomb.

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At the same time, in the endless and distant sky of the Longshan Emperor, a black dragon appeared that covered the sky and the sun, carrying the great destiny of the country, and was also buried in the blood jade sarcophagus.

“boom!”

The blood jade sarcophagus exploded, and a skinny old figure flew out of the sarcophagus. The terrifying pressure of the holy way exuded from his body, causing the whole world to roar.

Saint Tianyuan has revived!

With the infusion of divine marrow energy and immeasurable national destiny, Tianyuan Saint’s skinny body expanded as if inflated. His withered white hair became dark, supple and shiny again, and his shriveled muscles bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye. The wrinkles smoothed out quickly, and the holy power emanating from his body became stronger and stronger.

In the blink of an eye, Saint Tianyuan transformed from a skinny old man who was about to die into a stalwart middle-aged man, with long hair shawl, eyes shining with light, bones containing the principles, flesh and blood shining with holy light, and his spirit and energy returning to the peak.

At this moment, the ancestors of the gods from all the major forces in southern Xinjiang fell silent.

No one thought that things would really evolve to this extent. Saint Tianyuan, who once destroyed a holy land with his own hands, would really revive!

Saint Tianyuan held his hand in the air, and a halberd shining with purple-gold light flew out from under the ancient tomb and fell into his hand.

The barrel of the purple-gold halberd is branded with a real dragon with teeth and claws. The blade of the halberd is still dripping with sticky blood, exuding vast holy power, and the murderous aura it exudes splits the nearby void into pieces.

Sage Tianyuan’s eyes pierced through the void and landed on Jiang Chen at the top of Longkong Mountain. His powerful voice shook the world: “I don’t know how many years no one has dared to provoke me like this. Since you forced me to revive, then even Let’s destroy your Zixiao Holy Land together! I was able to destroy Xuanxing Holy Land back then, and now I can also destroy your Zixiao Holy Land!”

After finishing speaking, Saint Tianyuan stepped towards the location of Longkong Holy Mountain.

With every step that falls, the boundless power of the rules of the holy way bursts out, the heaven and the earth roar, and thousands of ways tremble. With every step that falls, one can travel a million miles away, and in a few breaths, one can reach the high altitude of Longkong Holy Mountain.

“Zhuzi, suffer death!”

Saint Tianyuan’s voice shook the void, and he raised his hand to press down on Jiang Chen. His palm turned into an ancient dragon mountain, filled with vast holy power, like a vast world pressing down, covering Jiang Chen and his group on the top of Longkong Mountain. And down.

PS: Thank you all for your strong support! It was easy to break through 2,000! Will add more today! Well, the young author is very fast at typing, so he will publish two chapters first, and then stay up late to write them again. I hope everyone can understand! The extra chapter will probably be updated very late, so you can read it again tomorrow morning!