Chapter 27: Write all the thousand years of the first wind flow
Guo Zhongyong stood there, against the Yin soldiers, he could forcefully raise his realm to attract ten thousand heavenly thunderbolts, against Bai Qi. He could have had a sword, he could have opened the Heavenly Gate with a sword and beheaded Bai Qi with a sword! But at this time, he had already abrogated his own cultivation, and was no longer the God of that time, without the Heavenly Thunder, without the Dao, without his cultivation.
He stood there, smiling lightly, not dodging, not fearing, just standing there, seeming to use his body, to resist this domineering fist of Qin Shi Huang.
That fist was very, imposing, and soon reached Guo Zhongyong's face. However, he still didn't dodge, if this fist smashed into Guo Zhongyong's face, there was absolutely no immunity, it could directly smash Guo Zhongyong into mush.
"Fellow Daoist Guo, Kunlun has come to help you!" At this time, the group of descending Kunlun Taoist priests finally arrived, because of the rush of time, there were only nine of the pioneers who arrived, and these nine people, all of them were carrying huge swords that were completely disproportionate to their size.
"Form a formation! Meet the enemy!" An old Taoist priest at the head roared, the nine people of Kunlun, formed a formation, the essence of Taoist martial arts has always been not in the level of individual cultivation, it has always been focused on formations, no matter if it is a feng shui formation or a formation of martial arts, the power of this nine people's formation is definitely not as simple as nine people.
Here there are nine swords, formation charging, charging in the nine swords become one sword, one sword divided into nine swords, nine swords and divided into ten thousand swords. Just in an instant, there were swords everywhere, everywhere, it was one giant sword after another, no one could be seen anymore, people were swords, swords were people!
"Beginning Emperor, if you act against heaven, you will eventually be punished by heaven, today Kunlun has come to learn about your Ten Thousand Years of Eternal Youth!" After that old Taoist priest called out these words, the nine swords finally arrived.
Dragons have nine sons born, Kunlun has nine swords. Named after the nine sons of the dragon.
Those nine swords, which had truly arrived in front of the First Emperor, became a dragon.
"Kunlun is the head of the immortals in the world, in the ancient times, the nine swords of Kunlun, the upper slaying of gods, the lower subduing of devils, when the nine swords come out, who in the world can compete with them, today, although the nine sons of Kunlun do not regain the power of the ancient times, they still have to hand out this sword." That leader of the Taoist called out.
This sword, this dragon stabbed into that fist, the First Emperor coldly grunted, that fist shedding Guo Zhongyong, a fist struck the dragon's head of that one dragon, that is, the tip of that sword, just a fist, the heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart for it.
After that, the sound of shattering came, Guo Zhongyong still didn't move, but the nine people of Kunlun flew out backwards, the sound of shattering was the sound of the nine swords breaking, the nine swords were shattered by the First Emperor's fist.
"The head of the world's righteous path? What a big mouth, this era, already not the era of the year, Kunlun Ancestral Dragon is in pieces, still dare to say that the world's righteousness belongs to Kunlun?" Qin Shi Huang coldly snorted, those nine people have no way to refute, because at this time the nine Taoist priests, already all lying on the ground, coughing up blood.
Right ah, this is already not the ancient times, the world no fairy when the first emperor but the world's only immortal, kunlun nine swords out, but also difficult to restore the strength of the ancient times.
"Today, I will let Kunlun no longer have nine swords!" The first emperor called out a sentence, turned his fist into a palm, to the nine people lying on the ground smashed over, these nine people hard to get up, did not dodge, but all do meditation, hands pinch.
After that, each of them sprayed out a mouthful of blood, the blood then intertwined into a cloud of blood mist in the air, and there was also a sword in the blood mist that was condensing.
"Kunlun still has a sword!" Nine people shouted in unison, this sword, is a sword of blood, without the power of the nine swords into dragons just now, only this long sword, ancient, without a blade, but to meet that one palm and up!
The first emperor saw that sword, but the first emperor of the ancient times, forever, he did not dodge, or continue to palm to hit the sword, he thought, he has the strength to destroy the world!
The palm and the sword finally collided and intertwined!
A huge ball of light erupted from it, but what happened? No one could see clearly.
–In the Supreme Observatory, Zhuge Liuyun grabbed the arm of the woman in white and said, "How's it going!"
That white-clothed woman who was frowning tightly sighed, "The Blood Sword Avalanche, although it also stabbed the First Emperor, but after all, it was a praying mantis, the Nine Sons of Kunlun, just like that, they were killed by a single palm?!" Her words were also filled with resignation.
-The Beginning Emperor also had to pay the price by his arrogance, above his palm, popped out a golden blood flower, but that sword, also by their own palm slap off, the essence of the blood sword of the Nine Sons of Kunlun, can only lightly hurt the Beginning Emperor? This makes the nine people unusually unwilling, this is about the face of Kunlun, but so what? This was no longer a sin of manpower, a sin of war!
The nine sons of Kunlun did not make another sword, that sword, has been the last sword of their life, this palm, finally to shoot to the top of their head, but they are full of calm, respectively pinch the knots, "Infinite Heavenly Father."
This palm falls, this world, there will be no more Kunlun nine swords!
At this time, a group of big monks wearing red robes rushed to, this group of monks and Shaolin Temple Putuo Mountain monks are different, it seems that it is not the same type, those monks of theirs, fight for Guo Zhongyong to burn incense, they are all kind and kind-hearted, but this group of monks, each of them is like a furious vajra, like the nine heavenly luohan under the session!
"Amitabha Buddha, Beginning Emperor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha." They clasped their hands together, clearly not compassionate, but acting compassionate!
"So what if you guys are here?!" The Beginning Emperor's hand continued to press down, as if he wanted to destroy Kunlun first, then the Tantric Sect!
Those monks sped away, not confronting the Beginning Emperor head on, but sitting down with those Kunlun's Taoist priests, who said that Buddhism and Taoism are not two? Today, Buddha and Tao are one family! No words of thanks, no unnecessary words, these monks are not the mouth of compassion, kill one person to save the world, then raise the butcher's knife what is the harm?
This group of closed hands together, murmured softly, and the air, convergence out of a Buddhist treasure seal, seems to carry endless righteousness compassion gas immortal Buddha gas, this Buddhist treasure seal, directly meet that one was injured by the Kunlun nine sword hand.
The monk was chanting sutra, that side of the treasure seal in and the first emperor's that hand hard resistance, countless small treasure seal from the tantric monk mouth fly out, converge to that supreme treasure seal in the middle, the head of a wrinkled as the old tree coiled roots of the old man to the first emperor said: "Today, we do not kill you, to come here, to ask you a Zen."
"What a lot of nonsense!" The Beginning Emperor cursed, after saying that, that one hand continued to exert force, at this time, the Beginning Emperor finally came out with the second hand, under the superposition of the two hands, that supreme Buddhist treasure seal immediately collapsed, that two hands, finally fell down in the Beginning Emperor's laughter.
But who had been afraid of the people underneath the palms of the hands? Even show an expression of awe?
–This scene, so that too many people can not bear to see, have closed their eyes, the world's righteousness, this time is also considered to be the elite, but in today's world, there is really no one who can deal with the emperor of the first? Once the Kunlun Secret Sect is destroyed and Guo Zhongyong dies, who in the world can stop the Emperor?
At this moment, Guo Zhongyong who was standing there finally moved, didn't see what he did, just a blink of an eye, Guo Zhongyong had already stood together with these monks and Taoist priests, but at this moment, what could he do?
Could he carry the Emperor? Everyone was expecting a miracle, everyone thought that Guo Zhongyong could still have the same domineering spirit as when he dealt with Bai Qi, opening the gate of heaven with a sword, but no, he just stood there, seemingly pondering over something, without the slightest movement.
That one hand of the First Emperor continued to press down.
At this time, there is finally a sigh in the sky, a heavenly thunder splits down, let that golden coffin instantly lose color, that hands are shrunk back, that a heavenly thunder, not gold, not purple, just white, ordinary thunder, not thick, but let the Beginning Emperor inexplicably fear, and even want to escape.
"Old Ancestor, are you finally going to strike?" Guo Zhongyong, who was standing there, looked up at the sky, tears streaming down his face.
–This scene, it was the immortals in the sky who intervened, the immortals finally couldn't stand the First Emperor's scourge on the earth either, this is to get rid of the harm on the earth? The people who saw this scene kneeled down and worshiped, all chanting aloud that the heavens had finally opened their eyes today!
But not yet wait for everyone to be happy for a long time, that one heavenly thunderbolt has not yet struck down, was struck by another heavenly thunderbolt, two heavenly thunderbolts in the air collision, the sound deafening, and there is another immortal, intervened in this matter!
And immediately after that, there is no more movement in the sky, which makes itself all want to run away the first emperor looked at the sky, from the words of Guo Zhongyong, the person who first split down the heavenly thunder, should be Guo Zhongyong's old ancestor, but the other one, it is the one who helped the first emperor!
Above the nine heavens, there were also hostile forces, above the nine heavens, there was also strife! This was what everyone was thinking at the time!
"Fellow Daoist Guo, let me ask you, above the Nine Heavens, what exactly is there?" At this time, that old Taoist monk asked, his face, seems to be written with yearning, after the heaven and earth have changed, there is no more immortal in the world, at that time of the cultivators, who does not envy the life above the nine heavens?
"Above the nine heavens, another earth." Guo Zhongyong said.
After saying that, he bowed to the people of Kunlun and Tantric Sect: "Today Guo Zhongyong thanked all the Taoist friends for saving the grace, itself does not want to let the Taoist friends to risk their lives, but Zhongyong thought about it, or decided to let you see the difference between the immortal and the immortal, not in the night and day, the sky and the earth is changed, please wait for a hundred years, a hundred years, there are some thousand years of great weather, at that time, Guo Zhongyong then together with all the fellow Daoists, create a new epoch."
"We also know that Fellow Daoist Guo is sharpening us, but at this time, there is still a way?" The old monk asked.
"Back then, there was an unparalleled genius, and Beijing City set up a thousand years of great formations, there is a dragon gas to the Jade Seal, but Kunlun disperses the world's dragon gas, then the eight-armed Nezha's body, plus the countless locking of dragons array trapped in the Imperial City, so this foot of the city, it is a thousand years of Feng Shui Extreme, that Taoist friend Liu, for today's battle, all the friends of the Taoist friends can step back and look at Feng Shui Extreme of the battle! " Guo Zhongyong said.
Those monks and Taoist priests, whether they believe Guo Zhongyong or not, at this time there is no other way, help each other, retreat to the side. Guo Zhongyong, on the other hand, ascended the city wall, at the beginning, he had the intention to use the First Emperor to sharpen the heart of the Kunlun Secret Sect's way, so that they could recognize the gap.
Afterward, he was trying to force the people above the Nine Heavens to intervene.
At this time, he, today, wants to rewrite a history, wants to shake the Beginning Emperor with one force.
Qin Shi Huang has not been out, he seems to be waiting, waiting for Guo Zhongyong can give him a really sound battle, waiting for Guo Zhongyong to go up to the top of the city, he grunted and said, "Today to Guo Zhongyong to ask for advice!"
For Guo Zhongyong who cut off his own immortal root, Qin Shi Huang could not say that he did not attach importance to it, this is the first time he came out of the Golden Coffin, which saw the appearance of this first emperor of the millennia, he was tall, angular, he was covered in golden armor, incomparable overbearing soaring, the first emperor of the millennia! Own countless aura!
He stretched out his hands, he didn't need any fancy, he only had a pair of fists, and this pair of fists was enough to break a heaven and earth!
–Zhongyong Guo stomped his foot, and at this time, he only stomped his foot gently.
Behind him in this city, ten thousand dragons fought. The sounds of dragon chants were unceasing.
The Dragon Locking Wells that were hidden in all corners of the city of Beijing, at this time, each emitted ten thousand golden lights, and a golden dragon rushed out of the wells!
This was a picture of absolute dominance.
Guo Zhongyong's slim figure stood at the head of the city, and behind him, a picture of ten thousand dragons making a pilgrimage!
"Amitabha Buddha, Guo Zhongyong alone, writes the first style of the thousand years." The old monk bowed his head and chanted.
–Supreme View, Zhuge Liuyun hugged the woman in white and cried loudly.
The woman in white looked at this scene, the corners of her eyes equally moist.
–Under a certain mountain, the woman who was once a noble saintly maiden, but at this time was bound by chains looked in the direction of Beijing City, and let out a loud laugh, with crying mixed in with her laughter. The cries were mixed with a sentence:
From the day I saw you, I knew that you are a hero of the world.
A hero should do what a hero should do.