The strong from the wild

Lu Ya recognized this kind of feather.

Only the three-legged Golden Crow can have brilliant feathers, made of pure gold, exuding infinite flames.

"This is the feather book sent by my two elder brothers."

Lu Ya raised his head and stared at the sky, only to see that under the hexagram image formed by the lines of the talismans all over the sky, the feathers fell slowly, straight into something.

Whoohoo!

Flames soared into the sky.

This section of the slender and broad river was ignited by golden feathers.

With a wave of Liu Yi's hand, the golden crow's feathers flew up from the river, and the flames covering the river faded away.

"Gauntlet!"

Liu Yi only took one look, then threw the feather in the air.

This is the Emperor's War Book.

The so-called emperor is naturally Donghuang Taiyi and the two brothers, Dijun.

Following Liu Yi's shout, the golden bird's feather exploded in the sky, turning into a piece of paper with a radius of tens of thousands of meters, which was like a huge golden cloud suspended in the night sky.

The whole sky, brightened for it.

There are hundreds of words in the paper, which appear in the eyes of all the practitioners around.

Everyone has already seen clearly that this is the war letter of the ancient emperor.

The handwriting in the war book only showed the time of half a stick of incense, and then the figures of the two emperors appeared side by side on the golden paper.

The paper has a radius of tens of thousands of meters, and the figure of the ancient emperor displayed on it is also tens of thousands of miles high, like a mountain, extremely domineering.

"If you want to fight, I'll be there for you at any time. Why do you have to make a move many times and send a letter of war in a high-sounding manner?"

Liu Yi responded with a burst of soaring sword energy, colliding with the paper, dividing the gauntlet into two parts, and forcibly separating the figures of Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun standing side by side.

"Hahaha……"

East Emperor Taiyi held the Chaos Clock, stared at Liu Yi, and laughed loudly, "I am an ancient emperor. Since ancient times, I have had the responsibility of commanding all living beings. This emperor wants to conquer the Quartet, so it is naturally different from you. This emperor will never do it." Insidious and cunning sneak attacks, I will definitely fight with you in an upright manner. Naturally, I will send a letter of war before the battle. This is my emperor's demeanor. How can you mediocre people understand?"

Liu Yi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and shattered the image in the air and the remaining paper with a sword.

"Bah, speaking is better than singing!"

Taoist Wukong held a big golden stick in his hand, as if he was full of anger and had no place to vent his anger. At this moment, he pointed the golden cudgel at the endless night sky, and said sarcastically: "Even though the Eastern Emperor Taiyi and Dijun have sent a letter of war, saying that they will fight together But he didn't say when the battle would come, nor did he agree on an exact time and place to fight with us. He just said hello in advance. Who knows when he will actually launch the battle. Great war? In this world, there have always been only people who are thieves every day, how can there be any reason to guard against thieves every day?"

Those who can surround Liu Yi and peek at the three Taoist monarchs for fortune-telling are all people with extraordinary cultivation.

How many such people have low IQs?

What Taoist Wukong can think of, they can naturally think of it too.

"Ugh……"

Subhuti flew to Taoist Wukong, and he also looked up at the pattern of talismans all over the sky, sighing, "The two emperors are not comparable to those in ancient times. Even their magnanimity is not as good as before. If in ancient times, Dongfang Huang Taiyi will never do such a high-sounding thing. We and them are enemies and not friends. Since before the calamity, we have fought successively, fighting each other with life and death. Why bother to write such a war letter ?”

"He is an emperor after all, and his every move must have a deep meaning! It's just that these methods cannot be regarded as an emperor after all."

Zhen Yuanzi sighed lightly, and said: "Could it be that these two brothers, after being repeatedly defeated by Fellow Daoist Liu, have lost all energy, and no longer have the lofty aspirations of guiding the country and stirring up the world in ancient times?"

Time can always erase something.

Also, some things can be changed.

*******

There are some mysterious and mysterious caves, which are located in the depths of chaos.

The tens of thousands of miles of space around the cave mansion were used mysterious means to forcibly open up a secluded and stable place in the chaos. Many palaces and towers were built in it, as well as mountains and rivers. But it is really nothing.

Around this cave, in the vast chaos, there are thousands of similar caves.

Di Shitian also occupied one place.

And the most vast and magnificent place among them has a space of millions of miles.

Some people even used powerful means to show the sun, moon and stars in it, and they kept revolving.

There is a large hall, suspended among the sun, moon and stars, simple but brilliant, simple but magnificent, with the simple and rough style of the ancient times, it is completely carved out of huge stones.

There are murals, carved on the boulders that piled up the hall.

These murals are extremely clear. The content ranges from Pangu creating the world, Houyi shooting the sun, and Nuwa mending the sky... Anyway, the earth-shattering events that have happened since the universe Xuanhuang's many calamities are all recorded in the murals.Even the matter of Great Master Xueyu's grand exhibition of Hongjun and the banning of Hongjun and the Dao of Heaven are clearly described in the last few murals.

There was an ancient monk, holding a halberd for carving murals, and carved them in detail on the wall.

The scene drawn turned out to be Liu Yi fighting Donghuang Taiyi...

Di Shitian stood in this great hall, silently, watching the man carve murals with a drill.

After the portrait of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi in the mural was finished, Di Shitian suddenly felt something in his heart. He pinched his fingers and counted, then looked straight, looked at the monk who was carving the mural, put his hands together, and performed a Buddhist ceremony. "Amitabha, the battle letter of the two emperors has been sent to Liu Yi, and the battle is imminent."

"Okay! I have been hiding from the chaos for countless years. Although I have the intention of living forever and never forgetting the fairyland, I owe my ancestors a karma after all in the ancient times."

The man threw the halberd in his hand towards the unfinished mural, and the mural immediately burst into infinite light, and the mural was completed in the blink of an eye, "Fellow Daoist Di Shitian, wait for me a moment, let me use my supernatural powers to summon many fellow Taoists."

After saying that, this person rolled up his sleeves, shook his body, transformed into a golden roc bird, and flew out of this hall.

Di Shitian stayed in the hall, staring at the murals on the wall, and suddenly sighed.

"Hey... If it was thousands of years ago, Emperor Jun had never fallen from the sword, and Donghuang Taiyi had never been defeated by Liu Yi. With the character of these two emperors, they would have flown to Liu Yi in person and shouted at Liu Yi. But Now that things have happened, they are only willing to throw a bird's feather from the air as a letter of war, rather than the Heavenly Emperor coming in person."

Di Shitian shook his head slightly, talking to himself, and said, "I think back then, in the heavens and worlds, I also pretended to be Liu Yi, in order to deceive the monks in the world, in order to gain some benefits... Now that I think about it, what I did back then , it’s a bit naive. After all, the cultivation base is different, the realm is different, and the vision is also different. Now that I have become a Taoist monarch, I should take a peek at the position of the leader. Hongjun Taoist said that nine is the ultimate number, and there is no perfect thing in the world. , if it is inferred from this, there should be nine positions of leader in the world. Since the beginning of Pangu, there have been six leaders, and there are only three positions left. I don’t know who can take the position of leader!”