Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1343 Thousands of years of planning

"Amitabha, good, good, good." Tathagata Buddha raised his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, "If you sow the cause, you will get the cause, and if you sow the result, you will get the result!"

"The two true kings have not cultivated good deeds throughout their lives, so they ended up like this. It's retribution!"

Taishang Laojun counted the threads of his whisk one by one and said slowly: "This is destiny!"

Zhen Yuanzi, who had a slight friendship with Ming Xiaoyang, was also silent, but looking at his appearance, he completely agreed with what Taishang Laojun said.

boom!
  Unfortunately, it was too early for them to be happy or sigh!

Just when several chamberlains were about to take the map of mountains and rivers from Concubine Mi and hand it to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, an accident happened.

The rolled-up scroll unfolded with a swipe, and the bizarre scenery inside kept changing, and a terrifying suction force was released from the picture.

"what!"

A chambermaid who was slightly closer had only time to let out a scream, and was torn to pieces in front of this suction force.

"It's just a map of mountains and rivers and the country, and you just want to do nothing to me. Don't you underestimate the fate of destroying the world?"

A familiar frivolous voice came from the picture, and the demonic energy surged to the sky.

"No, the Mountains, Rivers, and Lotus Lanterns cannot trap Ming Xiaoyang!"

"Laojun, let's take action quickly!"

"We must stop him from breaking the map of the country!"

The expressions of Taishang Laojun, Tathagata Buddha, and Zhen Yuanzi, the three remaining ancient gods, changed greatly. After the exchange in an instant, they flashed around the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map.

Snapped!
  A Buddha's hand patted down on the map of mountains and rivers, and golden Buddha light shone, acting on the map of mountains and rivers.

Whoosh!
  Taishang Laojun, who always gave people a sense of harmlessness, took out a seven-star sword with seven gems inlaid on the backhand, which looked like the Big Dipper.

boom!
  Yuanzi of Wuzhuangguan Town has superb cultivation, his sleeves are fluttering, and he is looking down at the map of mountains and rivers.

Bang!
  There was an extremely dull sound, and the last three ancient gods in this world took action and instilled their own magic power into the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map.

In the Shanhe Sheji Diagram, Ming Xiaoyang moves the eighth of the Thirteen Emperor's Movements - Endless Chaos absorbs all things and absorbs boundless spiritual energy.

Within tens of thousands of miles around, there was no peace at all. Countless restrictions were shattered by Ming Xiaoyang's tearing, and streams of light entered his body.

With every breath he takes, the magic power contained in his immortal body will increase by at least a little bit.

If Ming Xiaoyang hadn't tried his best to suppress it and still refused to unite his soul and magic power, then he would have taken the final step!
  Taiyi Golden Immortal!

After entering Taiyi Golden Immortal Queen, this world could no longer accommodate Ming Xiaoyang, and he had no choice but to leave.

But he hasn't avenged his Xiaoyao Palace yet, so he can vent his anger. Ming Xiaoyang doesn't want to, just leave now!
  Under the endless chaos of Xiaoyang in the Ming Dynasty, the entire landscape of mountains and rivers was transformed into yellow sand and rivers dried up.

Ming Xiaoyang, who was originally thin, has become extremely strong, and his fit-fitting white clothes have become smaller under the bulging muscles.

Click!

The golden crown that tied the hair on top of his head broke with a crisp sound, and three thousand long silver hair spread out, suppressed in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, leaving only the last trace of the Demonic World-Destroying Curse ready to move.

Wisps of pure demonic energy emanated from Ming Xiaoyang's body, making him look like a demon.

"You still embarked on this path." Yang Jian sensed the changes in Ming Xiaoyang and sighed sadly.

At this moment, Ming Xiaoyang had a ferocious face and evil eyes. If he was originally somewhere between good and evil, then now he has fallen into the devil's path. "There is no other way. At this point, I have no choice." Ming Xiaoyang used the Emperor's Heavenly Mysterious Technique to swallow up the spiritual energy of the mountains, rivers, and state diagrams, and laughed at himself, "Three thousand years of planning and desperate murderous intentions. Since the world cannot tolerate it, why not me?" Come to destroy the world?"

Ming Xiaoyang's expression remained calm even as he uttered the words of destruction, as if he was talking about something as casual as eating and drinking.

"Then let's see if you have this ability!" Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat and he said nonchalantly.

Boom!

Before he finished speaking, the restless landscape of mountains and rivers suddenly returned to tranquility, with rays of light flowing.

In the western sky, countless golden lights gathered and formed, turning into a monk with a solemn appearance.

In the eastern sky, the mighty purple air came from the east, turning the white clouds into noble purple clouds, and a Taoist with white hair and childish face appeared.

And between each other, there is a middle-aged Taoist with immortal style!

Taishang Laojun, Tathagata Buddha, and Zhen Yuanzi, the only three remaining ancient gods among the ancient gods, came to the mountain, river, and land map.

The expressions are different, but the same murderous intention can be seen deep in each other's eyes.

"Tai Shang Laojun, Tathagata Buddha, and my old friend Zhen Yuanzi, you are really despicable. You actually took this opportunity to cause trouble for me." Ming Xiaoyang said with a sad face, “Where is the trust between people?”

"Oh my God, could this be how you, the so-called righteous people, slay demons?"

At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang lowered his head, as if he no longer wanted to see their ugly faces.

"Fellow Taoist, it's time for you to hit the road." Taishang Laojun raised the Seven-Star Sword in his hand and said word by word.

"Ming Xiaoyang, you and I are just casual acquaintances," Zhen Yuanzi said calmly, "For the sake of peace in the three realms, Pindao must make an immediate decision."

"Amitabha." Tathagata Buddha had a false smile on his face, "I have given you a lesson from the previous time, and the poor monk will learn a lesson again today."

"Really?" Ming Xiaoyang suddenly stopped this move of absorbing the infinite chaos of the aura of heaven and earth, and jumped up with his whole body driving Yang Jian.

The sharp blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand shone with a dazzling and biting cold light, "Then let's see if the three of you have this ability!"

Clang!
  Before he finished speaking, the Fangtian Painted Halberd in his hand drew a dazzling rainbow, hundreds of feet long, tearing apart the void in the Mountains and Rivers Sheji Map, and slashing towards the three ancient gods.

hum!
  Taishang Laojun is old and full of wrinkles. He raises his palm like a tree root and stirs up the Tao in the underworld. The wind and thunder in the sky and earth rotate, and the Eight Diagrams repeat themselves to block Ming Xiaoyang's move.

Not to be outdone, the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi raised one sleeve, blasting out countless rays of light, like a cannon firing cannonballs in later generations.

The power displayed by the most basic spell, Qiankun in the Sleeve, in the hands of the founder Zhen Yuanzi, is beyond anyone's imagination.

The Tathagata Buddha's hands turned over, and Buddha's handprints appeared in the void, spreading all over the heaven and earth, sweeping across the four fields.

I'll kill you while you're sick!

Just in case, many ancient gods started planning as early as ancient times and arranged the calculations for today.

The purpose is to counteract the fate of Ming Xiaoyang that is destined to destroy the world before the old and new laws of heaven are changed and the law of heaven is fully recovered.

One hand healed Yang Jian's wounds, and the other hand used Fang Tian's painted halberd to fight against the enemy. Ming Xiaoyang's moves were wide open and closed, and his long snow-white hair danced, without losing the slightest advantage.

Every sweep of the halberd forced the three ancient gods to dodge and retreat!

(End of this chapter)