Chapter 191: Everyone gathers to go to the “Qin Palace”!

The sky hangs on the big day, shed hundreds of thousands of rays of light, there is no cloud in the sky, the sky is clear and blue, the vast Belvedere is crowded with people, and there are shouts from vendors everywhere, which is very lively.

“Belvedere was originally one of the top ten ancient cities in the Wilderness. Ten million years ago, the existence of a certain world was transported here as a five-color altar. As a temporary foothold, it added a lot of mysterious to Belvedere. Color, Belvedere is extremely famous in the entire prehistoric land!”

Shen Gongbao summoned his own mount, a black panther, walking on the spacious street, and while walking, he explained the history of Belvedere with Zhao Linger.

There are three major teachers in Belvedere, and there are cultivators everywhere, so Shen Gongbao’s style is not a problem.

“I’m very curious, in the heavens and all realms, whether there is any existence like Dao Ancestor Hongjun!”

Bu Feifei asked, the ancient and modern, the creator of the first echelon of the prehistoric, is absolutely indispensable Dao Zu Hongjun.

But even if Dao Zu Hongjun was only detached from Heavenly Dao, he still couldn’t get rid of the Dao.

“There is definitely there, but there are definitely not many. Even Dao Zu Hongjun is still fighting for the only place for detachment. After all, Dao is the master of the universe, one level higher than Heavenly Dao!”

“The creation gods like Daozu Hongjun, Heavenly Dao collapsed, they can also live endlessly, but if the avenue collapses, they will not be able to escape the end of life and death. It can be said that the world of great controversy, Not only mortals are vying for ferry, we also have to flee, Sage of the heavens, and even the creation gods who have transcended Heavenly Dao, also have to flee!”

“A Genesis dollar, with such a unique quota, it’s so rare!”

Shen Gongbao’s words concession extraordinary also think of a lot.

According to Taoism, the nine epochs are collectively called the Genesis Yuan, and Jiujiu is backed into one. After being converted into one, it is the Era of Annihilation.

In the Era of Annihilation, except for the founding soul-level existence that finally transcended the Dao, everything else, the universe in the universe, and even the universe itself, would collapse.

Even Dao Zu Hongjun has detached from Heavenly Dao’s creation god, it is inevitable.

And Honghuang, according to some historical records, has gone through five epochs, including the earliest Chaos Era, followed by the Ancient Era, the Ancient Era, including the Near Ancient Era, and then the present, but this does not mean that the Universe itself is also It’s just the time of five Epochs.

It is estimated that some worlds are already experiencing the ninth epoch, that is, the last epoch, and Honghuang is nothing more than a laggard.

In the first four epochs, the prehistoric times were in the midst of the great fortune!

The ninth epoch is called the Twilight Era. After this epoch, the entire Genesis Epoch is over, and the universe itself will disappear, ushering in a long era of extinction, waiting for the living founder Yuan Ling to reopen. New era.

“In a hundred years, the world of great controversy is about to be born. When the ten thousand realms are unified, I don’t know how many powerful people will appear. The time left for us is really running out!”

Bu Feihua felt the unspeakable pressure. He could have been smooth sailing and become one of the Sages of the heavens. Only then would he have a chance to fight.

But now, not only did he suffer from Heart’s Demon’s eager attention, but he also suffered from the night rain and the incurable Heavenly Dao wound on the road. His road was doomed to be rugged and bumpy.

“It’s too early to say this. Sage of the heavens can’t keep himself safe. Didn’t you see that Empress Nuwa hasn’t appeared in an Epoch? It is estimated that the battle with the god buried in the Imperial Tomb was very badly injured. I haven’t recuperated yet!”

Shen Gongbao’s words changed Zhao Linger’s face, Bu Feihua noticed, and unconsciously tightened this little Nizi’s hand.

Empress Nuwa, after all, is the ancestor of Zhao Linger.

This is an uncut connection between bloodlines. Hearing bad news about Emperor Wa, Zhao Ling’er would naturally not be happy.




“There is a Fengyue Tower in front, called Chaofeng Pavilion, where all the cultivators from the south and the north will settle down, and I heard that the number of places to enter the Emperor Tomb seems to be limited. Today, the three major families in Belvedere will choose all the strong ones to give They take the lead and have a rare opportunity. If you want to enter the Imperial Tomb, you have to make extraordinary strides, and you must show both hands!”

Shen Gongbao looked at Bu Feifan, her small eyes were fiery, Zhao Ling’er looked fiercely, and she hugged Bu Feifan’s arm tightly, for fear that Shen Gongbao had a special hobby.

“Limited places?! Same as when I entered the Heavenly Emperor treasure house!”

Bu Feifan didn’t want to show the limelight, but now it seems that he can’t help but not want to.

Chaofeng Pavilion was already in front of him, Bu Feihua took Zhao Ling’er’s hand, and Shen Gongbao rode the panther, a group of three and a leopard, walking towards the destination among the crowd.

At this moment, Bu Feifan’s heart suddenly shuddered, and he hugged Zhao Ling’er in his arms.

A cold light flashed in the crowd, and Zhao Linger’s several green silks fell to the ground.

An old-looking old woman, one blow might not kill, quickly disappeared into the crowd, and the dagger in his hand also quietly disappeared from the cuffs of her clothes.

Her speed is too fast, not only the speed of attack, but also the speed of retreat. The crowd is Wuyang Wuyang, the steps are extraordinary and even the feet can’t even move, but the old woman is like a snake, like a ghost. , Disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Only a pair of cold and stiff pupils remained, staring at Bu Feihua and Zhao Ling’er unblinkingly.

In an instant, not only Zhao Ling’er who reacted, even Bu Feihua oozes cold sweat on his forehead.

This assassin was terrible. When he attacked, there was almost no fluctuation, not even the slightest bit of murderous aura was exposed.

Had it not been for the fleeting intuition, Zhao Linger would have almost died.

On that dagger, there was a dark blue cold light, which was obviously poisoned.

Fortunately, only a few strands of hair were cut off. If a bit of the skin was scratched, Zhao Ling’er would lose his bones in an instant.

“Who is it?!”

Bu Feihua looked at the direction of the disappearance of the old woman, with lingering fears.

This kind of ghost-like existence is definitely not a cultivator, but a top killer who specializes in training. The goal is also very clear. That is Zhao Ling’er.

Since the first goal is Zhao Ling’er, then the power represented by the incoming person is ready to emerge, and that is the worship of the moon.


Because Bu Feifan and Zhao Ling’er had already transformed their appearances with Qianyan masks and Baiyan masks, they could only tell the falsehood unless the King Quasi was standing in front of them.

But that killer is obviously not the quasi-saint king!

The only possibility is that she used Nuwa Sage’s unique musky scent to judge Zhao Linger’s identity.

The details of this killer are almost seamless.

Of course, these are just Bu Extraordinary guesses. Whether or not the person came to worship the moon is not entirely certain for the time being.

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