The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 205: Disaster of the Red Sun (4000 words)

Liangzhou has many mountains and few plains since ancient times. In addition, the dynasties that established the capital of Zhongzhou in all dynasties required Liangzhou as a natural checkpoint, so Liangzhou has been poor since ancient times.

Zhongzhou, which is separated by a line, is almost a sky and an underground.

huh~

Between the mountains, there was a great airflow, and an eagle with three meters of wings outstretched and whistled down with the rolling wind.

Between the flying sand and the rocks, a person fell from the back of an eagle.

The man was wearing a gray robe, carrying a long sword, and his face was simple and ordinary.

His name is Fengcheng, he is known as Yanyunke, a well-known expert in Yangzhou, and he has a great energy ten years ago, but he is famous for this strange beast.

This flying eagle is what he got when he was young, except when he got it, it was only the size of a palm, and it has only grown into fifty years later.

In the past fifty years, one person and one eagle have communicated with each other in spirit, and they have always soared above thousands of feet as enemies. When they find flaws, they will kill people in the cloud of smoke.

Knowing that the imperial court offered a reward, he thought to himself that he was the most expensive in the world to escape, even if he couldn't beat him, he could escape.

It's been followed all the way.

After learning about An Qisheng's news, he stared at him for three days and nights in the sky.

At the moment of landing, he was full of surprise:

"How could it suddenly disappear?"

For the past three days and nights, he has always followed An Qisheng's footsteps.

Once in the sky, I saw him kill the martial arts people who were following him, and I also saw many martial arts people hanging in the distance like a pack of wolves.

But just now, he suddenly lost An Qisheng's breath.

With Putian Ying's tyrannical and inhuman vision, he didn't even see how the old Taoist disappeared.

It seemed that all of his breath disappeared in the vast mountains in an instant.

"How did he do it?"

Fengcheng was in shock in his heart.

The fluttering eagle is a natural beast, and chasing people is not only by eyes, but subtle changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can be felt.

When people walk between heaven and earth, how can they not cause fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?

But in fact, he had to believe it.

uh~

Suddenly, right at this moment, the eagle suddenly let out a shrill cry, flapping its wings, sending out a billowing airflow.

"Ok?"

Feng Cheng's heart was beating wildly, and before he could think about it, he had already lifted his breath and jumped ten feet.

Putian Ying let out an increasingly shrill scream, caught the city, and spread its wings into the air, like an arrow from a string, in an instant, it broke through the clouds and fled towards the sky.

It seemed to be greatly frightened.

"What happened to leaving?"

It wasn't until he flew to a height of 100 meters that Fengcheng looked around in surprise.

The mountains were peaceful, and there was no movement at all.

Heaven?

Feng Cheng's heart was shocked, and he stared at it.

Then, in the cloud layer thousands of feet away, a shadow with a figure of more than ten feet came from the wind and thunder, and the speed was much faster than that of the eagle.

"Is that the top-level alien beast cold flood?"

Seeing that looming, huge head with horns like a dragon's head, Feng Cheng was horrified.

In the long-floating world, there are many different kinds of spiritual beasts, and the most top of them are the legendary dragons with strange magical powers.

The Dragon King Armor, one of the legendary eight gods of heaven and man, is a real dragon with dragon scales and keel skins with a body length of 300 zhang, which was killed by the heaven and man in the boundless sea ten thousand years ago.

After that, it was supplemented by countless heaven and earth treasures.

Even another divine weapon, the Qiongtian Sunbow is also related to the real dragon. According to legend, the bowstring of the Sunbow is the dragon tendon of the real dragon!

This Han Jiao is equivalent to a powerhouse of divine veins!

roar~

The long howl like a ox like a tiger shook hundreds of miles.

The eagle under the seal of the city became more and more frightened, and flew like wildly with all his might.

roar~

After the sound wave exploded like a thunder.

While the city was closed and its eyes were about to split, the speed of the cold flood dragon, which was more than ten feet long, suddenly increased sharply!

In an instant, it has broken through the air, and the speed is so fast that a sonic boom of unknown length is pulled behind him.

Terrifying!

"Escape! Escape! Escape!"

Feng Cheng's face was pale, he bent down, and the zhenqi all over his body poured out like a flood of open gates, regardless of whether the eagle could withstand it or not, he poured into its body.

uh~

Affected by the infuriating energy, the eagle uttered a shrill cry, as if a layer of blood gushed out from its body, instantly dyeing its feathers with a layer of red.

Speed ​​surge!

But Feng Cheng's pale face became more and more desperate, because the Han Jiao, who was following the wind and thunder, was chasing closer and closer.

"Ah! Go! Hurry up!"

Feeling the breath behind him getting closer and closer, Feng Cheng stood up abruptly, slammed his feet, accompanied by a shrill scream, and the speed of the eagle was increased by three points.

"kill!"

With a long whistle, Fengcheng's clothes were torn apart by the hurricane wind.

For fifty years, this eagle was already his most important relative. Between life and death, he thought he would abandon the eagle and flee.

But he couldn't help but turn around and pounce!

He held the long sword upside down in one hand, bowed on the back, and the long sword turned into a dragon of cold light in the roar, tearing apart the stench that was blowing in his face, and stabbing the head of the house-sized dragon.

At this moment, Fengcheng forgot life and death.

I finally saw that there was a figure on the back of the Jiaolong.

It was a silhouette of a fisherman in a mink robe.

The turbulent wind roared above the sky, and the air current was like a knife, enough to tear iron and stone, but the body of the scorpion was as stable as a rock, and in such a terrifying wind, even his clothes did not move.

"forward"

The closure of the city seems to see hope and wants to transmit sound.

boom!

But in the next moment, the sword light shattered instantly, and the Han Jiao didn't even evade, so it smashed the sword light network that sealed the city and cut gold and iron, with a bang.

hit him.

A behemoth with a body length of more than ten feet and a weight of more than 200,000 kilograms hits at a speed exceeding the speed of sound. How powerful will it be?

At this moment, Fengcheng felt it.

He couldn't even snap a finger, and the walls of infuriating qi all over his body, the network of qi veins, and even his bones and bones, all burst into pieces!

Just like fireworks.

roar~

In the violent roar, Han Jiao kept his momentum unabated, and rushed towards Tian Ying with a more ferocious attitude.

But I didn't want to, that eagle swooped after a cry.

It turned around and came, and spread its wings like a knife.

"It's a master-servant love"

On Jiaolong's back, Miyuki sat cross-legged. Seeing this, he lifted his eyelids slightly and commented:

"It's really fun."

Click!

As the words drifted, Han Jiao swallowed the Heavenly Eagle in one bite.

Roar!

In a roar with joy, the speed of Han Jiao decreased slightly, circling in bursts of sonic booms like thunder.

Overlooking the vast mountains.

"Although I don't know how you disappeared, you can't escape"

Minoyike said to himself a little, and there was a dark and deep light in his eyes:

"My Holy Son of Zong, when he was born, the world is eye-catching, and when he dies, the world grieves!"

Han Jiao's body trembled, as if he felt something, and after an unwilling howl, he swooped down and dashed towards the mountains.

Then, in the deep mountains in the distance, a hunter Yangtian looked at it, and his expression changed greatly.

In his eyes, a round of 'sun' emitting endless rays of light fell from the sky, rushing into the deep mountains with terrifying might.

What followed was the billowing smoke rising into the sky, and the raging flames rising into the sky like thousands of fire dragons.

On that day, the mountains of Liangzhou were billowing with smoke, and the fire burned thousands of mountain peaks. Between the flames, thousands of hunters and many people from all corners of the world died in the mountains.

Fortunately, it rained heavily seven days later, dousing the raging flames.

But by this time, millions of wild beasts were forced to rush out of the mountains by the flames, fleeing frantically in all directions.

For a time, countless mountain villages on the side of the mountains disappeared completely, and countless farmlands were destroyed.

There was even an incident of wild beasts attacking the city gate, and the loss was immeasurable.

For a time, Liangzhou was shocked, Zhongzhou was shocked, and the Dafeng court was furious!

Jinyiwei, six gates, and experts from the East and West factories rushed to Liangzhou at the fastest speed, and the troops stationed at the major city gates in Liangzhou came out in full force, hunting wild animals and helping the victims.

Under the leadership of Huangjue Temple, many martial arts sects in Liangzhou also participated in this natural disaster.

It is recorded in later generations that this fire burned for seven days, thousands of hunters, as well as hundreds of martial artists, as many as hundreds of millions of beasts died in the fire, and the beasts attacked the crowd, even if Dafeng dealt with it properly, tens of thousands of people died. many.

It took nine months to subside.

After the catastrophe, the casualties of migrating refugees were ten times more than those of the beast.

The red sun disaster!

"Red Sun Disaster"

Running through the raging flames in the mountains, An Qisheng's eyes were cold and chilling.

His body undulating, sometimes galloping, and sometimes concealed, wherever he passed, the flames could not get close at all, and the thick smoke and poisonous gas around him couldn't get close at all.

The disaster of the red sun.

He had seen this disaster from Feng Qingxuan's original life trajectory.

In the original trajectory, Yun Haitian killed Feng Qingxuan and Wushuang, two late-stage demons, with serious injuries. Then, the Red Sun Dharma King came by the dragon and destroyed the chivalrous door in the first battle, as well as the gathering of more than a thousand martial arts. master.

After that, he ran for 80,000 miles in one day, destroying seven cities, directly and indirectly killing and wounding as many as millions!

After this incident, the court experts chased and killed him for seven months.

But He Hanjiao rushes back and forth, 80,000 miles in a day, even the Divine Veins are beyond the reach of him, and he can't chase down and kill them at all.

In the end, it was the old monk from Huangjue Temple who left the customs. When he seriously injured the leader of the beggar gang, Wang Jianglong, he sent a lion roar from the top of the mountains and killed the cold dragon above a thousand feet in the sky. go away hurt,

Just let this come to an end.

He spent two months in the chivalrous gate, and then wandered around Liangzhou for more than a month without concealing his information.

At this time, it was already the seventh day.

For the past seven days, every time he sensed that the Han Jiao was about to leave, he would reveal his breath and attract the attention of the Red Sun Dharma King.

Then hide.

Shengsheng dragged the Red Sun Dharma King to the mountains for seven days.

Boom!

There was a roar in the mountains more than ten miles away, like a meteor falling to the ground, and the swaying smoke and dust rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud. A dozen miles away, An Qisheng could feel the crazy vibration under his feet.

Divine vein powerhouses can 'God' vibrate in a single thought, penetrating the heaven and earth aura within ten miles around that is in harmony with the true qi and true qi, thus erupting unimaginable terrifying power.

If its qi belongs to thunder, it is like a thunderbolt falling from the sky. If its qi belongs to wood, it can decide the life and death of thousands of trees in a single thought. If its qi belongs to fire, it can burn mountains and boil the sea in a single thought!

At this time, the Red Sun Dharma King hovering above the mountains of Liangzhou, his true energy is the most scorching heaven and earth, the big day aura.

With a single thought, it burns the mountains and boils the sea.

With one blow, all ten miles will be destroyed!

The terrifying power of power is not comparable to ordinary gods at all. Even in the Six Prison Demon Sect, it is an unparalleled master second only to the Six Prison Demon Lord Pang Wanyang.

Before Pang Wanyang's rise, he and Mrs. Bai Lian were known as the Second Sage of the Demon Sect.

The strength is not comparable to ordinary Divine Vein masters.

"As expected of a master who can kill the Holy Son, if you can be chased by this old man for seven days, you will be dead, and you will be proud of yourself!"

Above the sky, an indifferent and cold voice flowed down, suppressing the crackling sound of the flames between the mountains.

Dharma King Red Sun's eyes opened and closed, and his heart was full of coldness.

With his martial arts, he has not met a master of Qi who can be chased by him for seven days and seven nights.

As early as when he was in the Qi channel, there was no Qi channel that could escape his pursuit.

The people below are strong beyond the scope of Qi channels.

Han Jiao roared.

It is naturally fond of cold and fear of heat, and in this sea of ​​​​fire-like mountains, its temperament is more and more violent.

But even it could not lock the shadowless figure that came and went among the thousands of miles of mountains at this time.

"Unfortunately, you can't escape."

Above the Han Jiao, the Dharma King of the Red Sun stood with his hands behind his back, like a big sun hanging in the sky:

"Compared to the old man's endurance, you are far worse!"

The aura of the Red Sun King became more and more intense.

His patience is naturally excellent, otherwise he would not have been in seclusion in the Ice Lake for 20 years after he was defeated by the Taibai Sword Mu Qingfeng more than 20 years ago.

It's a pity that after 20 years of seclusion, Wei Neng still pushes himself to the supreme realm of Taiyin Promise, which is always inferior to Mu Qingfeng.

It couldn't compare to his own amazing junior in the Demon Sect.

Huhu~

Amidst the billowing smoke, An Qisheng moved with great speed, two steps were one mile.

His stature and footsteps roared together with the airflow~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the sound of the violent burning around him, and there was hardly any unnecessary noise.

During the run, his inner zhenqi was rolling, boiling and stirring, and it was born in the limbs and bones, and in the midst of his powerful heartbeat, it spread towards the chief of the six suns.

Whether it was two months in Chivalry Gate, January in Liangzhou, or these seven days in the blazing mountains, he never stopped to gather his energy.

And now, it's already done.

And once the Qi meridian is completed, countless martial arts that require the completion of the Qi meridian can be practiced and performed.

During these seven days, he had never once dreamed of fighting against the Red Sun Dharma King while running, but unfortunately, the odds of winning were less than 10%.

And when the Qi pulse is complete, he wants to give it a try.

Is the Divine Vein really unmatched!

"Red Sun King"

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