Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 351 So Someone Came From The Fallen Night, Chasing Light!

In the world of Kyushu, chaos is becoming apparent.

However, even so.

This ancient land did not just sink.

In the darkness without light.

One candle after another, from this moment on, a faint flame bloomed.

what they do.

It is to make this already ignorant world.

Back to what it was like before.

And so the unrest began.

And belong to the creatures of this era.

Exactly, the witnesses.

Zhao Wangcheng.

The mournful trumpets sounded.

Almost half of the streets and alleys were stained with mottled blood, and even the air was filled with the lingering smell of blood.

Broken armor and broken weapons can be seen almost everywhere on the ground.

And the king of this capital city.

At this moment, he was full of murderous intent.

Qin Zheng walked along the long royal road, holding a head in his hand.

That is, the head of the great Sima of the Zhao family who once supported him on the throne of King Zhao.

Outside of Kyushu, there are gods descending to Haojing.

All the descendants of the divine blood have received the divine edict.

Even if Zhao Guo destroyed all the temples for worship because of King Yong of Zhao Wu, he only advocated force, and he no longer respected the illusory and sacred as before.

It can be derived from the inheritance of the source of blood.

But it made them think that they shouldn't have.

Because of the intervention of various schools of thought.

Earth-shaking changes have taken place in Zhao's promoted class.

Not reconciled to the power falling into the hands of others, and hoping for a more lofty status in his heart.

After receiving the divine edict from Tian Xing Jun, one of the original three giants of the Zhao family, Grand Sima Yuxiang, was born with a heart of turmoil, entangled with a group of old dignitaries, intending to overthrow the king's government, and fled to all directions, under the banner of Tian Xing Jun, Call this vast Zhao soil, change the banner and change the banner.

But he underestimated Qin Zheng.

From a weak person who relies on the power of others and can't change the overall situation, the current king seems to have become unbelievably strong.

Therefore, the former Great Sima was doomed to fail.

And this also led to today's King Zhao City being stained with blood.

Holding the head, Qin Zheng slowly walked up to the edge of the mottled city wall of the royal city, looking out at the long yellow sand outside.

From Da Sima Yuxiang's last tone, he knew that the rumored Tian Xingjun, the origin of the Zhao Kingdom, was about to set foot on this land.

Even, Qin Zheng seemed to have sensed a divine killing intent locked on his body.

But so what.

Throwing the head in his hand to the ground, Qin Zheng's face at this time was full of iron blood and chill.

He stretched out his hand in the direction that seemed to have the projection of a god, his face was calm and fearless:

"God, it's not immortal."

In the royal city at this moment.

Gathered the most and most prosperous Transcendents from all over the world.

The aura like a torrent of humanity slowly condensed behind his back, turning into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, setting off Qin Zheng like a king on the ground.

In other words, he was only one step away from the realm of the lord of the world.

Because of the overwhelming force, even the projection of a god may not be impossible to kill!

The endless black water submerged the former Xuanshang.

At this time, the large black-covered boat engraved with the imprint of the Yin-Yang Family slowly passed by.

In this boat, only Dongjun in a black robe crossed his legs.

However, there was another old voice that didn't match his voice, and slowly came out from the canopy:

"Chaoge."

"It's been a long time."

That voice carried memories.

Among them, there are many regrets.

Regarding this, Dong Jun, whose face was covered in a black robe and whose expression could not be seen clearly, spoke at the right time:
"Great Witch, thousands of years have passed, and you recovered recently. Did you finally recover?"

His tone fluctuated slightly.

Obviously, at this moment, he is between reality and fiction, and the person who talks to him is not ordinary.

"Recovery. Actually woke up a long time ago."

"But the reason why he hasn't shown up for a long time is that the time has not come yet."

"But right now, the ancient gods are descending again. If they don't act, Kyushu will be devastated."

"The old man can feel that the qi of Jiuding and Jiuzhou are slowly gathering on people outside of Tianzhou, and the son of the new era, who is like King Xuanshang back then, is slowly showing his prominence."

"This will be the beginning of change."

"As long as this catastrophe passes, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide, and the era that has gone far will eventually return."

"So, the old man wants to take action and completely break up the projection of an 'old friend'."

In the void, there seemed to be an old man in witch robes holding a wooden staff, looking in the direction of Wei State, with a vicissitudes of tone.

He has gone through a long period of reincarnation.

The Yin-Yang family was established based on the inheritance he left behind.

Now that he has woken up, all the old things have been turned into the past. Even the king has sunk into the endless black water.

But this great witch from the Xuanshang era didn't care about it.

Because, the darkest and most turbulent era has passed, and now it is just facing a mere projection.

Far from being as scary.

neatly.

After refining the Jiang Qi and Nan Chu's Jiuding with the Heaven-Mending Dao Body.

Ji Qiu's aura has reached its peak.

Open your eyes at this time.

The trinity of spirit, energy and spirit, although Ji Qiu's Taoism still has a long way to go to the primordial spirit realm.

But after refining the nine cauldrons, Ji Qiu now has the blessing of brilliant human luck, standing in this Kyushu, but his combat power is terrifying!
It can be called a half-step primordial spirit!
【Shanhe tripod】

[Rank: Holy Object]

Ji Qiu practiced in a bedroom in Jixia.

He saw that although one of the nine cauldrons is missing, the remaining eight parts are enough to be called Dao soldiers. When they are combined with each other at this moment, they still have the power comparable to Tai'a sword, and he smiled slowly:

"I said earlier that I would suppress Emperor Zhou."

"Now that everything is ready, and there is a sacred lower realm, just like the east wind is blowing, it's time for me to set foot on Haojing!"

"Human world"

"There shouldn't be so-called gods in the first place. The fate of the common people should be held in the palm of one's own palm. How can others come to control it?"

The surging power hidden in his body gave Ji Qiu an unparalleled confidence at this moment.

The turmoil of the divine blood in Qidi caused a little turmoil, but with the presence of a hundred schools of thought and great powers, even Li Er didn't need to take action, and it was already subdued.

But the threat posed by the sacred projection has not disappeared yet.

So Ji Qiu will go to Haojing to end all this!
Get up from the room, take only one step, and Ji Qiu is about to leave.

Previously, he, Meng Ke, Li Er and other great powers of the same land had already greeted each other.

As for why Dao Zun didn't join him.

It's because Li Er guessed that those sacred lower realms may not stand still in Haojing.

Their blood and seeds are spread all over the world. For example, the seeds of the God of Suffering are in Wei, the inheritance of Tian Xingjun is in Zhao, and the oldest Jiang Shang "Shang Gong" is the source of Jiang Qi's blood.

Dao Zun wants to sit here.

Because in his thinking, this is the purpose of those gods.

The sacred is too proud, they don't care about mortals, the reason why they project the lower world is nothing more than wanting to wipe out the rebels everywhere.

In this regard.

Many powerful people represented by ancient people and various schools of thought will tell the gods with their actions.

Now, it is no longer their time.

Haojing, full of divine light, shines in all directions.

It has been several days since the void portal exuding boundless sacred aura was opened from the sacrificial platform.

On that day, all the people of Tianzhou saw the holiness that only existed in the records, come to the world.

There is Tian Xingjun, who is best at fighting with a huge axe on his back, has four heads and eight arms, and the Kushenjun who once poisoned countless Xuanshang princes with a breath of plague, and...
The oldest, the 'Shang Gong' who once opened the era of theocratic rule, Jiang Shang!

One after another, they walked out of the towering statues.

Then stand upright in this world, show your holiness in front of people, spread the sacred glory, and then walk out of Haojing to suppress this world!

See a grand occasion that hasn't been seen in thousands of years.

Almost all the officials in Tianzhou were not excited by it.

And as the purple-clothed gentleman who controls the body of the 'Zhou Tianzi'.

At this time, he was sitting in Haojing, the center of Kyushu, and asked the descendants of the blood of the gods who had been dormant here to go to various places to plunder the territory under the name of "enfeoffing the princes", following the example of the past when the Tianzhou was opened up!
As long as those cities controlled by ordinary people can be planted with sacred and glorious banners, then they will be a new generation of blood princes, and they are expected to become kings.

This decree, like a stimulant, has caused countless descendants of the blood of the gods to rush forward and go crazy for it. Even if they pay the price in blood, they only think it is worth it.

But, the gods they serve...

at this time,

But just facing the biting cold wind in this world, looking at the last Jiuding who was controlled by Him in front of him, even after exhausting his divine power, there was still no movement in the end, and he sighed softly for a long time:
"It's a pity that the luck of Kyushu cannot be controlled by my generation."

"And even if it is destroyed, the unfathomable aura will not dissipate. Instead, it will give back to the world and the Kyushu to strengthen the aura of humanity. Therefore, it seems that it is better to seal it here."

"At least, the victory is that it cannot be controlled by anyone."

He muttered to himself.

With the gods projecting the lower world.

Tian Xingjun stepped across the vast yellow sand alone, intending to capture his lineage of blood, and told him that only a king recognized by the divine can be regarded as a king.

But Shang Gong went to Qi State, wanting to see why Jiang Qi's lineage died, and by the way, wipe out the prosperous Jixia.

As for the God of Suffering.
His previous projection died in Wei soil.

So, he went to Daliang of Wei State again, wanting to vent his previous anger on that land.

Only Lord Zi Yi was left, ready to revive Tianzhou's many divine blood, and then clear this world.

however--

The cold wind on the verge of winter blows through Haojing.

The day will be dark.

But there is a white-robed Taoist, holding a divine sword in his hand and stepping on a big tripod, as if there is boundless luck gathering around him, coming from the outside world majestically.

For a moment, Zi Yijun frowned.

The figure was not close yet.

In Haojing, there were several ancient spirits gushing out.

"Haojing is sacred and the emperor of Zhou is in charge, and he is not allowed to fly!" Taizong, the emperor of the Liuqing, who is in charge of the rituals of Tianzhou, reverberates in anger.

"Come down quickly!"

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
Except for the outside world, to expand the territory of Tianzhou, the remaining three ancients, Taizai, Taishi, and Taizong, these old antiques who were left to sleep, in order to offer hospitality to the sacred——

Almost at the same time, they shot together, trying to suppress the man in white who was impartial and wanted to go straight to Haojing.

However, what these old antiques who have not been in the world for a long time did not expect.

With a sword light that vents infinite sword energy, it brushes past.

Those shouts full of anger came to an abrupt end.

The three ancients all bowed their heads under Tai'a's sword day and night!
The sharp sword energy was stained with the blood of the gods, illuminating the Gao Jing at this time, and the few descendants of the blood of the gods who remained here saw it, and they were extremely shocked!
Because this place is Haojing!
The blood in Haojing has been repeated for thousands of years, and this incident has never happened before.

How can it be?

Especially Taizong Liuqing, who just opened his mouth to reprimand the man in white, was trembling as he clutched his arm.

in his eyes.

Those people are mediocre at first, they only control their energy in the void, so they have a bit of divine shadow, so it shouldn't be possible and shouldn't be their opponents!

But that's the kind of person.

Unexpectedly, when he used the sword in his hand!

With just one strike, all three ancients were defeated!
At the same time, it also means that if that person wants to take their lives, it is enough to just snap his fingers.

How terrible!
The Dao heart of the three ancients was damaged and fell from the sky.

And the man in white fell into the most towering city of emperors in this world, on top of Haojing, overlooking the scenery of the whole city.

"enough."

At this moment when all blood descendants are trembling.

There is a boundless divine voice, which slowly resounds.

Afterwards, the purple-clothed gentleman stepped on one purple lotus flower after another, and walked step by step from that depth.

He stared at Ji Qiu in front of him:
"Who are you?"

【Tianzi Zhou (Mr. Purple Clothes)】

[The son of heaven who was taken away from the world, practiced all kinds of cultivation, and used it as a wedding dress for others.Sad, deplorable. 】

He took a brief glance at the tall figure in the crown robe holding the scepter.

Ji Qiu was a little surprised.

But in an instant, he calmed down.

In fact, it doesn't matter to him whether he is facing the Emperor Zhou or the emperor in purple clothes in the sky when he comes here this time.

because
My original intention was to subvert Haojing and Tianzhou!

Therefore, Ji Qiu spoke immediately, with a chilling tone:

"Holy in heaven?"

"He kept saying that he would maintain Tianzhou's rule, but in the end he didn't even let his own dog go."

"No need to say more."

"I am the one who killed you!"

After all, a war that is as old as the past and the present broke out in Haojing!

Zhao country.

The vast yellow sand.

Gathering a brilliant human aura, Qin Zheng held the sword, looked at the armored saint who was carrying a huge axe and had a murderous aura, and clenched the sword in his hand.

He knows.

At this moment, he will face his source directly.

The rumored Tian Xingjun!

But along the way, until now.

In fact, he has long been fearless!

And look at the strong wind.

Let's listen to the clank and clank of the sword!
Kill my enemy!

Wei State.

The great witch from ancient times crossed the black water on Dong Jun's black boat.

He caught the shadow of that 'old friend' in Weidi Daliang, and there was a murderous intent in his brows:
"I used the plague curse to kill one hundred thousand warriors of my Xuanshang."

"Today, ask you to pay a little debt first!"

Dongqi, Linzi.

The seemingly quiet and inactive Taoist woke up from the library in the center of heaven and earth, opened a pair of deep eyes, and passed through layers of barriers.

He seemed to have seen a figure in coir raincoat hanging from a country with a fishing rod falling from the sky, so he opened his mouth and whispered:
"coming."

(End of this chapter)