(Chapter 2,)

Chapter 1384 The Xuan Order of the Cang

‘Zhongzhou Imperial Mausoleum’.

Feng Shui here is extremely vicious. If the tombs of eight ancient emperors were not suppressed here, I wonder what it would have turned into.

Above my head, there was a thick yellow cloud, with many vicious Feng Shui paths hidden inside, which could destroy the powerful emperor realm in the blink of an eye. There was no suspense.

Xuanyuan, relying on his understanding of Feng Shui, sighed in his heart that this extremely vicious Feng Shui is the first time I have seen this kind of vicious Feng Shui in his life. This is truly true, poor mountains and bad waters.

In the past, even if I was in "Baiyun Town", it was Pengfei's hometown, and the Feng Shui there was not as fierce as this place. Even when it was in the shady land of "Baopu Mountain", it was still difficult to compare with here.

Although there is no gloomy atmosphere here and it looks extremely ordinary, it is full of murderous intent everywhere.

The reason why Xuanyuan and his group were able to walk safely was because the eight seemingly ordinary tombs of the ancient emperor suppressed the Feng Shui here and restrained all the Feng Shui killing power.

Once the suppression of the ancient emperor's tomb fails, even if the ancient sages are in this place, they are likely to die from a bad life. Unless there is a supreme Taoist weapon to suppress oneself, they can protect themselves from death. This is beyond doubt.

Everyone was not moving forward quickly, and there was a piece of loess around them. Except for the little-known treasures such as "Nether God Grass", "Immortal Phoenix Flower", and "Ten Thousand Souls and Ghost Tree", which can survive here, it is difficult for others to survive.

"Brother Xuanyuan, this time, don't interfere, just come and negotiate with them." Mo Chou's eyes were extremely shining like black gems, with a smile full of fear, and you should know that as a 'Thousand Spirits Body', there is a danger of being taken over.

"Well, protect Mochou, she is the most dangerous." Xuanyuan looked at the old Confucian scholar and the six peerless powerful men from the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

They nodded and said, "Indeed, if the 'Thousand Spirit Body' is not strong enough, it will easily become the object of being taken over by powerful spiritual objects in the world."

"Just here, stop." Yuan'er suddenly said while everyone was talking.

"Yes." Shi Wu was a little confused.

"The gateway of the 'lingge' is here, we are here, just call them with our own means. Just wait, you can cooperate with me, I have my own way." As soon as the words came, Yuan'er recited the heavenly sound, and saw that the syllables penetrated everything and broke into the void. Both Shi Wu and Mo Chou could only listen to Yuan'er.

Yuan'er used to be a strange ancient stone, which also belongs to the category of spiritual objects in heaven and earth, so he has his own means to summon them.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, above my head, the thick yellow clouds spread out to both sides, and there was a huge portal, as if the South Gate of Heaven, extremely magnificent. Warriors formed by spiritual objects in heaven and earth were lined up in a row, and they were brave and upright, with a fighting spirit as heaven.

"Who is coming?" A shout came from the sky, and every word was like the sound of a bell, roaring down.

"I want to see the person who can be in charge of the matter in the 'ling Pavilion'." Yuan'er's voice was calm. She was the favorite of God. Every word and every syllable was clear and flawless. There was the sound of God's Taoism hidden in the sound, and even these heavenly soldiers dared not offend him.

Xuanyuan looked at the strength of those heavenly soldiers, and each of them was at the peak of the quasi-emperor, or even the realm of the great emperor, and felt the terror in his heart. The atmosphere of the "lingge" was far beyond his imagination.

"Then you wait, we'll go in and report." A heavenly soldier from the Emperor Realm knew that these people had a different origin, so he was unwilling to neglect them.

Yuan'er once again said: "It's better to find the 'Lord of Lingge' to talk to me, otherwise, the entire 'Lord of Lingge' will not be able to bear the wrath of God."

Yuan'er's words are full of power, and through the "lingge" this great portal, it runs through the deepest part of the entire "lingge".

The emperor-level heavenly soldier couldn't help but tremble. He knew that he would not need to inform him, and the "Lord of Lingge" could hear it.

"Little girl's tone is so big..." Suddenly, a voice came out, and an old man, his hair and beard were white, and he was wearing a Confucian robe. He looked like an old scholar, with sharp eyebrows, square face, and sharpness. His whole body was filled with blood, as if the sea of ​​thunder was rolling in the sky, full of domineeringness, and his killing power was the first person Xuanyuan had seen.

"You are not worthy of calling me a little girl. You are nothing more than a magical sword made by a Haoran divine thunder at the beginning of the ancient times. It has nurtured spiritual consciousness and was carefully cultivated by the "Haotian Man King", so I was born earlier than me. I existed in the ancient times, raised by nature and no one cultivated. Speaking of which, the years of my existence have been longer than you." Yuan'er was not polite to the old man in front of him.

The old man laughed and said disapprovingly: "Okay, let's talk, you come to me today, what's the matter?"

"This old gentleman, can we speak with one step?" The teacher bowed and bowed gently.

The old man waved his hand and ten thousand swords came out together. The golden light sword enveloped the world in all directions, blocking everything.

"Okay, you can say it." The old man was not afraid of the six peerless powerful men of the second sect of Buddhism and Taoism. It seemed that in his eyes, this was not worth mentioning. You should know that this is his territory.

Xuanyuan was amazed in his heart. This old man was really not ordinary domineering.

"You 'lingge' wants to cooperate with the gods. This is not good. I hope you can take back your life." Mo Chou's voice was crisp and pleasant, like a silver bell. Her eyes were very focused and she spoke very seriously.

"Haha, what's wrong with it? Everyone needs it. We help them break through the "Central Shenzhou". They help us open the road to the "Origin of Hongmeng", and let my entire "Lingge" ascend to the fair trade. Why should I take back my life? Just rely on these to let us die and doubt that we will usurp their throne of the human race." The old man didn't care, and he smiled freely. In his words, the old Confucian scholar from the "Zhongzhou Dynasty" was very despised.

The old Confucian scholar was silent. The concerns of the ancient emperors were not unreasonable, and he had nothing to say.

"I really live to a dog. Liuying is still kind. As a spiritual creature in heaven and earth, do you ask others to spend their whole life on you and cultivate and evolve into humans?" Xuanyuan suddenly said.

"Bold, seek death." The old man raised his eyebrows, furious, and shouted loudly, with a boundless killing power and a terrifying aura crushed down. Even the six masters from the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism joined forces, they felt extremely pressured.

However, at this moment, from Xuanyuan and Shi Wu's body, the "Yuan Massacre Sword" and the "Abi Sword" all appeared, revived independently, protected the master, and with the supreme power, they drank the "Lord of Lingge" and all the power contained in the sound of the "Lord of Lingge" was resisted.

"'Yuan Massacre Sword', 'Abi Killing Sword', I didn't expect that the demon clan would actually combine with the human race. If it spread, it would be a shock to the world." The 'Lord of Ling Pavilion' mocked him, but he did not take action anymore. These two big killing weapons should not be underestimated, and there is no need to anger them. If they wake up, they will not get any benefits.

"The Lord of Lingge is so angry. It seems that we have no need to talk. We were originally kind enough to save your "Lingge" life, but you are not jealous and want to destroy yourself, just do whatever you want." Yuan'er was angry and dared to attack Xuanyuan. This was what she couldn't accept the most. She took out a mysterious order and kept it secretly on her. It was a gift from God. To a certain extent, it could represent God's will.

When Xuanyuan heard this, he felt anxious. It was nothing to suffer such grievances, but Yuan'er was determined to not want to negotiate anymore. At this moment, the face of the "Lord of Lingge" changed.

Even if it was said from the old Confucian scholar, he would not agree with it. However, it was really important to say it from Ling'er's mouth. To a large extent, it had a lot to do with the "Xian Cang Xuan Order" in Yuan'er's hand, because it means that God is also standing on Yuan'er and the others' side.

"Wait, even if I am wrong, after all, we are all spiritual creatures in heaven and earth, and we do not have as good cultivation as human race. We are in the form of joy and anger. We think of whatever we think of, so let's understand something that cannot be restrained." The Lord of the Ling Pavilion quickly apologized, and his heart was beating wildly. Could it be that his decision was really wrong this time?

"Forget it, what's the matter with me? You dare to kill my man, I don't want to say anything." Yuan'er was really angry. She looked coldly at her. Xuanyuan knew that Yuan'er had used her means and remained silent.

Xuanyuan was silenced, Mochou and Shi Wu were also very angry, and turned their heads and were about to leave.

Three women in one play, and the "Lord of Lingge" is also very immense. With his cultivation, how can we see that these three women are loved by God. They are darlings, who can obtain the secrets of heaven and predict the future, and will never have a disaster in their lives. The most good ones are hard to find in the world.

"I apologize, I apologize, come on, this guy, I'm wrong. Please let these women reveal some secrets to me, Lingge." The "Lord of Lingge" could only suppress his identity and apologize to Xuanyuan.

The situation changed by 180 degrees, which made all the six peerless powerful men in the second sect of Buddhism and Taoism dumbfounded. The old man from Confucianism did not understand what was going on for a while.

"Forget it, I don't care about villains." Yuan'er calmed down and knew what the purpose of this time was, and she would no longer get angry.

"Yes, yes, yes." The 'Lord of Ling Pavilion' nodded repeatedly and felt relieved. This aunt had a bigger temper than herself.

"If you help the gods break through the "Central Shenzhou", then half of the murders they committed will be counted on the head of the "Ling Pavilion". Do you think the "Ling Pavilion" can ascend safely at that time? Will God let you go? It hurts the harmony of the sky and causes trouble to the people. You won't know what kind of punishment it will bring." Yuan'er's voice and expression were harsh, and every word hits like a gold and jade, which penetrates people's hearts.

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