Reverend Insanity: Section 281: The big age is coming
Zhongzhou, Tibetan Dragon Caves
"I'll see the Celestial Celestial Fairy." The two magpies worshiped on the ground together.
They are old and young.
Two grandchildren.
They are all the gods of Fengyun House.
The young Wuxian is Feng Zenzi, and the old is the sad old man. Among the top ten ancient schools in Zhongzhou, they are also famous. If nothing else, they have now become a member of the heaven.
You know, becoming a member of Heaven is not easy, it is even more unusual.
Eight turns is not enough. It must be a strong elite in eight turns. This standard has been lowered since the creation of Heaven. The heavenly court has always been unshakable.
But now the old man of grief and wind, kneeling on the ground with almost five bodies to show his respect.
What deserves his respect is an old man who is extremely weak and trembling, as if a gust of wind can blow down.
But this old man is unusual. He has a huge origin. He has a strong mark in the history of heaven.
He's Longgong!
"Get up, take me to the cave." Longgong said lightly.
"Yes." The old man of grief took the lead.
After a while, Longgong came to the deepest place of Tibetan Dragon Cave.
Here is a huge and deep trench. Compared with the trench controlled by Beiyuan Zombie League, it is only a big one.
Hundreds of thousands of towns are easily installed, which is more than enough.
Longgong and the old man of grief and wind are nothing like dust.
From their perspective, the entire trench is shrouded in deep darkness. This darkness is so deep that it is impossible for people to see the reality inside.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a severe earthquake in the entire ditch.
Countless gravel splattered down the walls of the trench.
The huge sound waves during the earthquake were deafening, making people frightened.
The old man in Melancholy's face changed drastically, and he quickly urged the fairy in the fairy. Suddenly the colors overflowed, countless rays of light and flowing water, colorful and intertwined.
It turned out that there was a huge array of super-absolute arrays here!
Compared with this battle array, the southern battlefields of the fairy tales that envelop the dream can only be regarded as kittens at the feet of elephants.
The old man in grief wind presided over the battle array, and soon changed his face, with cold sweat all over his forehead.
"This time the movement is so big!"
The horrible life is clearly suppressed in the super-absolute formation, and the sorrowful elderly can only cope with it.
"Hehehe, it seems that after all these years, you are still so energetic. Emperor Tibetan is born." At this time, Longgong said lightly.
"Roar !!!" The next moment, a sound of dragons rang through the sky shook the entire ditch.
The Xia Guang in the super array suddenly escaped everywhere, and the water splashed wildly.
The forehead of the sorrowful old man drips cold sweat, and said, "This is still super-blocked, but there is still such a volume. If you face this evil dragon directly, it would be ..."
Longgong did not take it seriously, and said lightly: "It seems that his temper has not changed much, it is still so irritable."
"Dead old man !!!" This time, a voice came from the battlefield.
The sound is equally deafening.
And the next moment, an extremely huge dragon head suddenly emerged from the glowing water.
It is the Dragon Emperor Tibetan!
This ancient beast is of great origin, but it is a legend formed by the ins and outs of Nakasu combined with countless emotions of hatred, anger, curse and so on.
It is born naturally, because most of the combined negative emotions of humans cause it to possess wisdom no less than human since it was formed.
In the beginning, it could only be Long Xiao Long Ming, but after learning, it used hope to open up its consciousness and learn human language. It even became a human for a while, stealing the master's skills.
For a time, it caused a lot of trouble in Zhongzhou, making the people feel boring and turned upside down.
But in the end, it was suppressed by Longgong.
This repression is countless years.
But in heaven, it can't kill it.
It's all due to its formation, mostly from human negative emotions. As long as the human race is still prosperous for a day, the evil dragon will be strong for a day. Even if the whole body of this body is cut off, there is not a pinch of gray left.
But soon, it will form on other ground veins, and continue to stir the world.
That's why the Heavenly Court will arrange a super-absolute array to suppress this evil dragon.
The caretaker rotates. This time, Feng Zenzi was selling immortal materials for personal gain, and was punished by the Tibetan Dragon Cave as a caretaker. His grandfather knew that Zen Zen had no ability, so he gave up the opportunity to ascend to heaven, and came here to take care of Nielong.
Nie Long became very angry after seeing the Dragon Man.
It's the enemies that meet each other, and they are extremely jealous.
"Scream, shout so loudly, you can't break this prison." Longgong still looked dull.
Di Zangsheng heard this, no longer roared, and suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, I almost forgot. Old man, you are really about to die. Your limit is approaching, only the last time is left Opportunity renews. Even if it ’s Shou Yan, it ca n’t play a role. Haha, it ’s funny. Although you suppressed me, what about it? I ’m still alive, you have n’t lived long. ”
Longgong nodded faintly: "You're right. Sometimes, I also envy you for such a life, you can be born long and have a long life. This time, I'm afraid this is the last time you and I met. Just Let me borrow another ten years from you. "
As soon as the voice falls, Longgong inhales gently.
The old sad man on the side was surprised to find that as one of the caregivers, he suddenly lost control of the entire array.
The Emperor Zangsheng was suppressed by Longgong, and this super-extremal array was also arranged by Longgong himself.
Longgong is the real master of this superb team!
"Howling!" Di Zangsheng howled violently.
Longgong continues to inhale.
The sad old man couldn't see what Longgong was sucking.
It seems that there is an essence of life that cannot be detected with the naked eye. It is extracted from the body of Emperor Zangsheng, and then sucked into his body by the dragon.
"It turns out that this super-absolute array is not simply suppressing the Tibetan monks, but it is also equivalent." The sad old man came to his senses.
In the process of continuous absorption, Longgong's ** was originally thin and thin, but at the moment it was inflated like a balloon. The original pale yellow sallow complexion quickly dissipated and turned into a healthy bright color. There were pale buns, which became dim.
His original hunchback, fragile bones, and rattling noises made him stand upright again.
The most notable is the pair of coral dragon horns on his forehead, originally sluggish, like two flesh, but at this moment they show a purple gold texture, piercing the sky.
Boom.
The breath of the eighth turn of the peak is like an invisible air wall, rolling around.
The sad old man couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the glorious back of Longgong's magnificent shore, and there was a horror in his eyes.
In sharp contrast to the Dragon Gong, is the Emperor Dragon.
It made a hoarse voice, buzzingly conveying: "Dead old man, you are just ten years old. Just let Ben Long pull a **** for you, ha ha ha ..."
It still laughs, but the laughter is very weak.
Longgong shook his hands, and his face was disapproving: "Nie Long, you may not understand, how could my dignified Longgong be afraid of death? This time I woke up to make up for my sin. Annual life is enough. "
"What is enough? What do you want to do?" Yin Longxiang asked.
"What else can we have? The big age is coming." Longgong spoke deeply.
"Big age? Big age! Can it be said that the ground and the veins are the same, the borders are completely eliminated, the five realms are unified ... wait, old man, do n’t go, you tell me clearly!" Emperor Tibetan Health shouted .
But with a slight sneer, where would the dragon's shout be taken into account? He left after he was reincarnated, and left the cave with nostalgia.
Southern Xinjiang.
An unknown place.
River water.
There is a tributary of time!
Ying Wuxie and others have been waiting by the river for a long time.
A figure appeared swiftly in the tributaries of time.
"Quick! Shoot together and greet the grown-ups!" Ying Ying suddenly saw that, and immediately yelled.
Hei Loulan and Bai Ningbing beside him, at the same time, spurred.
Under the action of the battle array, Zishan Zhenjun broke away from the tributaries of time. He is like a drowning man who finally managed to climb to the shore, breathing heavily, covered with water stains, and extremely embarrassed.
"This real Jun Zishan actually entered the long river of time and returned safely!" Bai Ningbing's face was expressionless, but her heart was very shaken.
"Sir, have you succeeded in this trip?" After seeing the calmness of Zishan Zhenjun calm down, he asked innocently.
Zishan Zhenjun nodded: "I entered Honglian, I have communicated with that will, and the gain is far greater than I had imagined before!"
"Really?" Ying Wuxie was pleasantly surprised.
But Zishan Zhenjun has a heavy face on his face: "I look into the past with the help of the true story of Red Lotus. Before Fang Yuan was reborn, our film sect has been completed, which has postponed the era for 500 years, and has not yet grown up The Great Dream Fairy even wants to completely penetrate and manipulate the court of heaven! Unfortunately, Fang Yuan's rebirth changed everything. No matter how incapable the Shadow Sect is, the great age is coming! "
The expression of shadowless evil naturally shakes.
Bai Ningbing and Hei Loulan looked at each other with a bit of wonder.
The former asked coldly, "What is the big age?"
Ying Wuxie took a deep breath and replied: "The earth and the veins meet, the boundary wall disappears, the five realms return to oneness, and the big dream becomes respectful. This is the great age!"
Bai Ningbing and Hei Loulan are also stunned.
At the same time.
Fang Yuan entered South Xinjiang with the image of Wu Yihai, and the Wu family base camp has already looked back.
"Finally back."
"This time when you come back, you must absorb your dreams and try your best to improve the genre realm."
"Time is too late."
"Wait five hundred years later, the Five Realms will be in chaos. I'm afraid I'm already a master of the genre? I'm really looking forward to it." (To be continued.)