Fantasy: Storytelling about the crying saint, the beginning of the Barren Heavenly Emperor

Inside the Great Yan Imperial Capital.

A white-clothed Confucian saint attacked the city alone, and thousands of troops avoided white!

No one can stop it, and no one can stop it!

He didn’t come to kill.

The purpose of his coming was simple.

He wanted to reason with Emperor Dingyuan, and he wanted to reason with Emperor Dingyuan for the people of the world.

After the words of this white-clothed Confucian saint fell.

Rumble!!!

A terrifying figure suddenly shot out from the palace!

The brilliance gradually dissipated, and this terrifying figure turned into a gray-clothed old man with a face full of age spots and eyes like rotten grapes.

Xu Qingshan, the son of the Confucian Most Holy Xu, paused slightly, looked at the person in front of him, and asked, “Bitter Heavenly Venerable?” ”

The gray-clothed old man exuded the smell of decay, nodded when he heard this, and an extremely hoarse voice came out of his throat.

“It’s me.”

This person is one of the four elders of the Great Yan Dynasty who are the same age as the country, and he is not a heavenly Venerable!

“Xu Wensheng, Your Majesty is in retreat, I won’t see anyone for the time being, please come back.” Ku Wutianzun said indifferently.

This only Confucian true saint since ancient times only calmly spoke when he heard this:

“Get out of the way.”

Ku Wutianzun shook his head and said, “Master, you are Your Majesty’s most proud Confucian saint, and also the treasure of my Great Yan Kingdom, Your Majesty does not want to hurt you, so he does not want to see you, you must not mistake yourself.” ”

This white-clothed Confucian saint, his expression was still calm when he heard this.

He said no more and walked straight forward.

“Stubborn.” Seeing this, Ku Wutianzun sighed softly and waved his hand gently.

“Take it.”

In a flash.

Between heaven and earth, layers of black clouds came from afar like tides.

That’s the Black Armor Army!

Back then, follow Emperor Dingyuan and compete for the world’s supreme divine army!

Each of them was wearing a black heavy armor engraved with magma god patterns, a devil mask on their faces, and holding a Zhenguo Chang Halberd.

Each of them is a King Sealing Realm cultivator, or maybe they can only be regarded as weak if they take out one alone.

But at this moment, they were standing together, and the mysterious magma god pattern on the black heavy armor on their bodies was surging with red light!

Their power was extremely strange, all of them merged together, turning into a series of sky-swallowing giant pythons!

The power continues to increase and increase, superimpose and superimpose!

If Nan Xiyue was here, he would recognize it at a glance, and this black magma god pattern was heavily armored.

It was the magma heavy armor that she wore on that day when she fought with that god general when she fought with that god general!

“Kill !!!”

The True Saint Black Armor General led by him suddenly slashed the halberd in his hand downward, emitting a burst of laughter.

“Kill kill kill!”

In an instant, the dense, endless black armored army behind him all slashed down their halberds, emitting an angry roar.

Boom——!

Countless black pythons instantly bit towards the white-clothed Confucian Saint Xu Qingshan.

The white-clothed Ru Saint Xu Qingshan continued to move forward, his expression calm, ignoring the countless black pythons that erupted with strong murderous energy.

In his hand, a handful of scrolls appeared at some point.

The words on the scroll were constantly spinning and beating, as if they were about to break free from the book.

The white-clothed Confucian Saint Xu Qingshan spoke calmly as if he had a spiritual rhino in his heart: “Peers!” ”

In a flash!

The scroll trembled wildly.

Like autumn cicadas on the highest branches, make a sound to heaven and earth!

Rumble!!!

Golden words jumped out of the scroll.

Every word turned into a Dao rune!

Bang bang!

These golden avenue runes, like living creatures, hovered and undulated around the white-clothed Ru Saint Xu Qingshan, wandering around and fluttering.

The 100,000 black-armored troops who were in front of the white-clothed Confucian Saint were actually forced open by him!

At last.

This white-clothed Confucian saint who attacked the city alone and was unstoppable stood in front of Ku Wutianzun, and calmly spit out two words again:

“Get out of the way!”

In an instant, Ku Wutianzun’s eyes continued to flicker, and his face was gloomy and jealous to the extreme.

“You’re forcing me!” Ku Wu Tianzun let out a hoarse low roar in his throat.

“If you don’t let me, I’ll cut you off.”

The white-clothed Confucian Saint spoke calmly, and his tone was light and breezy, as if he had stated another trivial matter.

Right at this moment.

Deep in the palace, there was a soft sigh.

“Master, come in and see Xuan.”

When these words fell, Ku Wutianzun’s face suddenly changed slightly.

After gloomy glance at the white-clothed Confucian saint, he turned sideways with great reluctance.

And this white-clothed Confucian saint did not even look at this Ku Wutianzun, and walked towards the depths of the palace.

Ku Wutianzun looked at Xu Qingshan’s back coldly, his eyes kept flickering, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

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Yunzhou.

Lin’an City, Tianji Building.

In the wing where Ning Chuan is located.

I saw Ning Chuan sitting cross-kneeled in the void, his black hair was like a waterfall, and the whole person was wrapped in that primordial immortal light, like a god rather than a person.

Rumble!

Boom!!

In Ning Chuan’s body, it seemed that there was heavenly thunder exploding, and the ocean was surging, constantly making dull noises!

That massive amount of Yuan Chu Immortal Light was attached to his body and was quickly absorbed by Ning Chuan!

And his cultivation aura skyrocketed with it!

True holy threefold!

True Saint Quadruple!!

True Saint Goju!!

……

True Saint Sevenfold !!!

It wasn’t until the True Saint Seventh Realm that the Yuan Primeval Immortal Light gradually became thin, and finally it was completely absorbed.

And Ning Chuan’s cultivation also stagnated at the peak of the True Saint Sevenfold!

Ning Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

Bang!!!

In an instant, a divine light that was extremely sharp was like a divine electricity that tore through the night, tearing the void in front of it to pieces in an instant!

I saw that in the depths of Ning Chuan’s heavy pupils, a nine-leaf sword grass that supported the eternal green sky was reflected.

Every sword leaf is shining and verdant.

“True Saint Sevenfold, Grass Sword Technique…”

A smile appeared at the corner of Ning Chuan’s mouth.

He got stronger.

It has become much more powerful than before.

“If I encounter that primordial true snake again, I can kill it with just one sword!” Ning Chuan muttered, his eyes shining with great confidence.

The completion of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass brings a complete inheritance of the Grass Sword Technique!

Ning Chuan’s kendo attainments and power directly reached an unimaginable terrifying level!

If he met that primordial true snake again, where would he have to work so hard, a direct sword could make his soul scatter, and there was absolutely no reason to break into hell and then kill it.

“Next, take a look at this Extreme Dao Divine Weapon Flying Immortal Sword.”

Ning Chuan flipped his right hand.

A long sword with an extremely simple appearance and red embroidered blood stains suddenly appeared in his hand.

If this ancient sword looks like it, it is almost the same as broken copper and scrap iron.

Ning Chuan didn’t care about his appearance, and stretched out his five fingers to hold the hilt of this Flying Immortal Ancient Sword.

The hilt of the sword is slightly cool.

Ning Chuan injected a True Saint power into it, wanting to try this sword power.

Suddenly!

“Hmm???!”

Ning Chuan looked down at this Flying Immortal Ancient Sword, and his pupils instantly contracted violently!

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[The first one is more, kneel for support! ] 】