Resurrection of Shinto

Altar Quartet!

In a vast ocean, dragons rushed continuously.

They are no longer bound by the river, carefree and free.

A steady stream began to converge towards the altar, and the water in the four directions of the altar began to rise continuously. The dragon water no longer washed away, but was entrenched in the four directions of the altar.

The dragon water is rising, but the basalt cloak is constantly growing. The two are in a stalemate with each other, but the dragon water is vast, and the basalt cloak is limited and cannot last.

Heavenly Xuanwu's pale complexion gradually began to rosy, and the impact of Longshui began to weaken, which had already restored Heavenly Xuanwu a lot, but at this moment, Heavenly Xuanwu had no joy, but his face was heavy.

Standing in mid-air, watching the rising water, preached to the aside General Bai Hutian: "Can't continue."

"The water continues to rise, and it will flow back in shortly. When the altar is flooded, it disturbs your Majesty. It is both you and me."

"Since it is no longer possible to continue to defend, it is better to take the initiative to attack."

"As long as this **** is killed, then all of this will be solved."

The Azure Dragon, who had been indifferent, suddenly spoke at this moment: "It should have been like this."

"This group of rebellious people has set off a chaos, and the people of the Li people have been killed and injured. They are all people who deserve to be killed."

Zhao An sneered again and again. He heard all the distant voices in his ears, and Sen Han's voice resounded everywhere: "It's just your rubbish."

Zhao Anlong walks in the air, walking in the air, as if there are steps in the void, Zhao An is constantly stepping on it.

Seeing Zhao Anyuan coming, at this moment, beside the altar, an old man standing with his hands, now stepped forward, his snow-white hair was **** by a hairpin, and the cyan Confucian robe brought out a gentle temperament, standing now. Beside Bai Hutian general, he directly scolded Zhao An:

"Zhao An,"

"You were originally an orphan in Suzhou. You were taken in by the Nandu Protector of Dazhou Town. Since then, you have joined the army. It is Dazhou who will provide you with food and clothing, teach martial arts, and make you a talent until you become a man."

"Everything about you is cultivated by the Great Zhou. The Great Zhou is like your father, and today you rebelled against the Zhou, just like your father. If it is not too late to turn away from the dark and turn to the bright, otherwise it is not as good as a beast, and what face is there to stand in the world."

Zhao An sneered and preached coldly: "It turned out to be the former chief assistant Li Fucheng. You have already returned to your hometown. It is not good to live in the countryside. You have to participate in it. This is a dead end."

"Not only will you die, your Li family will also be destroyed."

Li Fucheng's face was calm, he didn't care about cursing, and he calmly preached: "What is inferior to a beast, the old man will be ashamed of talking to you."

A cold light flashed in Zhao An's eyes, and he coldly snorted, "I'm looking for death!"

The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in his hand slashed down directly, the bright light of the sword bloomed, and the sound of the dragon chant was faintly heard above the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow. Although the dragon sparrow's spirit was only half recovered, only the dragon spirit was partially recovered, and the sparrow spirit did not exist. , Unable to form a dragon bird.

But the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was still an emperor's magic weapon that had awakened to the seventh-rank level. It shot out with a single blow, and the world was eclipsed by the dazzling sword light, Gaia's world.

Li Fucheng stretched out his arm, and in his palm full of old age spots, a golden light glowed, the light was illusory and pure, and a pen had emerged.

The tip of the pen is like a sword, indestructible, like the backbone of literary art, indestructible.

It is one of the treasures of Wendao, Chunqiu Pen!

The nib flashed light, and Li Fucheng wrote directly in the air, writing a sword character.

In the dark, a sword light directly condenses, the sword light is about one foot long, and the color is still red, turning from the illusion into the essence.

The sword qi charged at night, directly rushed out, and collided with the sword light.

The sword light and the sword light are in mid-air, constantly competing for the superiority of each other. The aftermath of the two sets off constantly shakes the surrounding area, and the dragon water that continues to rise continues to set off waves of water.

The dragon water was also torn apart, and there were openings one after another.

Xia Fang's eyes were piercing, and he looked at Li Fucheng, the former chief assistant, and preached in praise: "The Great Zhou is really full of talents. I thought that his spiritual energy was revived, and he was one step behind in literature. In two steps, the aura of Haoran is not only a great achievement, but also a literary mind."

The great Confucianism of Wen Dao condenses the awe-inspiring Qi, this is the eighth rank, and the greatness of Haoran is the eighth rank, shaping the literary mind as the seventh rank.

The two pillars of Emperor Dao, martial arts, heaven and humans emerge endlessly, and Wen Dao did not hold back, but also caught up. Although the whole is not as good as martial arts, Wen Dao is not weak.

Dou Changsheng watched Li Fucheng's actions and exclaimed in praise and preaching: "A change to the weak literary way, after the literary spirit is shaped, it will have this power, and the scribes can also go wild in the future."

Wen Dao is biased towards enlightenment. Although it has a literary and awe-inspiring air, it is only aimed at ghosts and has little effect on living people. It still can't get rid of the fact that there is no power to bind chickens. Every man can kill it when he is angry.

But now that after shaping the literary mind, Li Fucheng is able to compete with Zhao An by virtue of the most precious spring and autumn pen of humanity. This indicates that the status of the people in the world is changing, and they are no longer simply dependent on the emperor's way, but also like the current martial arts. Start to challenge the emperor at every turn.

However, Emperor Dao’s treatment of Martial Dao is extremely perfect. Anyone who challenges the Emperor Dao will embark on the road of transforming the dragon in the future, and finally jumped up and became a person of the Emperor Dao, perfectly integrated into the Emperor Dao. Become one's own.

Such as Xia Fang, etc., all are martial arts, but they are all chasing dragons. In the end, they break away from martial arts and become imperial Taoists. Since the ancient nine emperors, the perfect combination of martial arts and imperial Tao has been deeply rooted. As Haiweihe is bigger than Jiang.

The two schools of civil and martial arts, the martial arts is strong, and the country has been stable since ancient times. It is inevitable to uphold civil and suppress martial arts. There are five cabinets, three civilian officials and two military attaches.

There is no foreign enemy in this world. Naturally, there is no need to pay equal attention to civil and martial arts. As long as the world is unified, the role of martial arts has begun to decline. It is not as good as Wendao can govern the world.

With a sharp blade in his body, he will kill himself.

Wen Dao has always been unable to challenge the imperial Dao, and without great power, it is impossible for Wen Dao to do anything, but since today, everything has changed.

Rejuvenation of spiritual energy is a change that has never been seen in eternity. Those who were honest and honest in the past are unlikely to turn into tigers, leopards and jackals.

Zhao An's hands-on is like a signal, followed by Du Beixiao, who has been carried behind his back by Du Beixiao, with a weapon wrapped in red cloth, and at this moment finally showed his edge.

Du Beixiao pulled away the red cloth, and a spear was directly exposed in front of the world.

This gun is about six feet long, the head is a dragon head, the tip is a dragon tongue, the barrel is scaly, and the gun is a dragon tail, with eight gems inlaid from head to tail.

Unfolding in front of others, Dou Changsheng immediately recognized the origin of this gun. This is the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear. In the past, the Overlord used this spear to compete with the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, and once used this Eight Treasure Dragon Spear to suppress the Chixiao Sword.

At that time, the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear was supposed to be completely detached, but it was unexpectedly turned over by the Chixiao Sword, so that the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear was never completed.

Although it is no longer as successful as the Chixiao Sword, the current overlord Yuwei is naturally not weaker than Chixiao, but it is only the situation of the current sluggish aura. In the future, as the aura recovers, the emperor's **** soldier who can successfully detach himself, The power will gradually start to increase.

They combined the aura of heaven and earth, and whether they are tyrannical or not, they are all linked to heaven and earth.

The human heart is power, and it has been so since ancient times.

The overlord’s power will not fall through the ages. This is the first person who can dominate the world with a powerful enemy.

The Chixiao Sword in Fang Tianjun’s hand buzzed and trembled. Since the red cloth was lifted and no longer concealing the breath of the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear, Chixiao Sword has already caused a reaction. He has seen the enemy who fought with him in the past. Body.

The Chixiao Sword was only trembling, but the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear on the side was like a roar, and the dragon head entwined on it had been twisted, as if looking at the Chixiao Sword.

Depends on the Chixiao sword that prevented him from enlightenment in the past years, and even faintly contends for supremacy, Du Beixiao gently stroked the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear, and rushed away brazenly.

When Du Beixiao moved, Fang Tianjun's gaze was not looking at the altar, but at Du Beixiao. His gaze was full of deep meaning. The Chixiao Sword and the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear were enemies. Du Beixiao was immortal, and he was destined to be his enemy in the future.

But immediately Fang Tianjun no longer paid attention to Du Beixiao, but looked at Yan Yuntian on the side. Du Beixiao wanted to fight with himself, and he had to pass Yan Yuntian.

Holding the Chi Xiao Sword in his arms, Fang Tianjun also stepped forward and watched Du Beixiao directly confront the White Tiger Heavenly General. Just as Fang Tianjun stepped forward, the Azure Dragon Heavenly General also moved.

Looking at the Suzaku general, Yan Yuntian frowned, and said in a bad tone: "I, Yan Yuntian, cross the world and never kill women. You can deal with this person."

"I will go kill the emperor myself!"

When Xia Fang heard Yan Yuntian's words, he nodded and preached: "Finally, the old man will deal with the Vermilion Bird."

"The emperor has been holding the ceremony for a long time. How to swallow the black dragon and renew the destiny. I don't know the specific process. I can't let the emperor continue. Lan Changgong, you and Yan Yuntian, go to kill and disturb the emperor, don't ask to kill the emperor. , Just interrupt the ceremony."

Lan Changgong answered, "Okay!"

Suddenly, Dou Changsheng was the only one on the waves above Changshui.

They each found their opponents, Zhao An and Li Fucheng, Du Beixiao against the White Tiger, Xia Fang against the Suzaku, Fang Tianjun against the Azure Dragon, Dou Changsheng did not sit idle, the altar of water was also stalemate with Xuanwu.

Each of the five found their opponents, and the remaining Yan Yuntian and Lan Changgong rushed straight to the Emperor.

As for followers such as Lu Fengxian, they had already rushed forward. This time all seven of them had followers, and each of them had at least one powerful master.

Others, such as Zhang Tianshi and Xiong Wencan, are second-line figures. After all, they are not in the seventh rank and cannot be regarded as the main force.

If the long pavilion meets, if Dou Changsheng did not show the strength from the seventh rank, this battle of slaying the dragon would not be in the same vein, and it would only be a subsidiary of someone.

For example, Zhang Tianshi and Lu Fengxian were both affiliates of Xia Fang, and Xiong Wencan was also found by Zhang Tianshi, and he was considered to be in Xia Fang's line.

The battle of slaying the dragon, not long after it started, has directly entered the most tragic link.

Dou Changsheng stood on the top of the water wave and kept making waves. This was not easy. Just like moving a mountain, the water flooded the earth, which was out of the river. Dou Changsheng's divine power was continuously being consumed.

Every second, at least ten drops of divine power are consumed.

However, this is also the result of Dou Changsheng's control. If you ignore it, it will be easier, but there will be endless troubles.

Dou Changsheng flooded Zhou's army with water. This is a Shuntian response, and he has his own will to back the pot. It is not a slaughter, but if the dragon water rushes into the city of Changshui County, then this is a slaughter of sentient beings.

Changshui County is a big county, and there are more than 100,000 people in the county. If they die by Dou Changsheng, they will be angry at night and there will be no God’s will. This is self-defeating, and death will not be enough, but the future will be many disasters. , Continue to accumulate, and sooner or later there will be death.

However, compared to fighting for life and death, Dou Changsheng still thinks that he has made a profit by relying on his divine power and a celestial powerhouse. After all, such actions are safe.

Dou Changsheng is free to advance and retreat, and the supernatural power of spending is not unstoppable.

Ten drops per second, six hundred drops of divine power per minute, 36,000 drops of divine power in one hour, and 360,000 drops of divine power in ten hours.

And the current battle will not last for a day at all. One day later, the emperor will succeed. Therefore, the battle must end in one day. Either the emperor will die or they will die. It is as simple as that.

Dou Changsheng in the rear was idle, and the Xuanwu Heavenly General was also idle. The two sides resisted each other, but the others were fighting again and again.

Du Beixiao and Baihu Tianjiang, the two competed in the sky.

The Eight Treasure Dragon Spear opened and closed, the spear went straight, without any fancy, a single shot, the world shook.

The same is true for the White Tiger Heavenly General, fighting Du Beixiao, and the two hit each other with swords and guns. You come and I will continue for ten rounds, regardless of the outcome.

Every one of them is outstanding. They can make a breakthrough at this time, possessing the strength from the seventh rank, which has proved their extraordinary.

We must know that the difficulty of their breakthrough is even higher than that of Du Beixiao and others. Da Zhou was disgusted by God's will. For example, Zheng Cunyi was stuck in the martial arts master for many years, and he was unable to make progress. It was because he chose to betray Da Zhou. Directly through the 49 days of calamity, became the master of martial arts.

For ten rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, Du Beixiao's eyes were bright, and he watched Baihu Tianjiang praise and preached: "Da Zhou went against the sky and was blocked by the will of heaven. It is not easy for you to break through, but it is a pity that you will die here. "

The eight gems on the Eight Treasure King Dragon Spear in Du Beixiao's hand began to brighten one by one, and the rays of light joined together, as if they formed a King Dragon.

Vaguely, the roaring figure of the dragon appeared, and Du Beixiao shot it out.

The gun is strong, like a mountain, like the Yangtze River, surging endlessly.

The mountain axe chopped down, destroying the mountain and breaking the mountain, bravely, the knives and guns once again bombarded together, this time the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear was completely radiant, awakened to the seventh rank of the strength without any concealment, it was fully displayed .

The surging power came out, Bai Hutian held the palm of the mountain axe, and he couldn't help but cracked every inch, the flesh and blood completely collapsed, the mountain axe had flew out at an angle, and an arm had disappeared.

The Eight Treasure King Dragon Spear pierced through Changhong. As soon as she moved forward, she immediately came to the Bai Hu Tian General. Even if the Bai Hu Tian tried to avoid it, the Eight Treasure King King Spear followed him like a shadow. The Eight Treasure King Dragon Spear was inserted into Bai Hu Tian's chest.

The heavy armor on his body is not a common grade. Even if it is an earthly **** soldier, it cannot be pierced for a while, and it will give Bai Hutian a chance to react.

But under the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear, the armor was like paper, and was directly pierced by the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear.

The gun head of the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear has holes, which can **** blood when pierced into the human body, and can absorb water when immersed in water. At this moment, it is inserted into the body of the white tiger general, and the blood of the white tiger general is continuously sucked.

This scorching heat, enough to kill the blood of the murderer, was continuously being swallowed by the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear.

On the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear, there was a **** pattern and eight gems. At this moment, the light could not help but become brighter. It swallowed the blood of a celestial being, and the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear was not without little supplement, and the awakening was faint. There is a further drive.

Bai Hutian dissipated his eyes, and the blood was drained. With the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear in Du Beixiao's hand, Bai Hutian collapsed his burly body.

In the end, it fell directly and was submerged in the rising current. A celestial being from the seventh stage had completely fallen in less than half an hour since the start of the war.

Du Beixiao was serious, and the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear broke out. He witnessed the power of the Eight Treasure Dragon Spear with the blood of a deity and the blood sacrificial spear.

Du Beixiao broke out on the side, Zhao An's battle was over. At this moment, Zhao An was holding a head, and it was the head of Li Fucheng. There was no panic in his eyes, but a look of shame, as if he was ashamed of Da Zhou, unable to guard Da Zhou.

Blood was dripping from the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, and Li Fucheng's body was torn apart, and there was no bones left.

The Chunqiu Pen was suspended in the air, and the literary spirit continued to radiate, turning into a long rainbow, but it rushed out and disappeared~www.novelmtl.com~ Zhao An never tried to block the Chunqiu pen from leaving, and did not provoke right and wrong. Although Zhao An is always domineering, but It is not an ignorant person who can achieve today's achievements.

Chunqiu pen is the treasure of humanity and has always been enshrined by the Qingzhou Confucian family. This Confucian family inherits the most holy ancestor, and the family is unfathomable. This matter is important, but it is inexhaustible.

Now obviously someone from the Kong family is nearby, otherwise he wouldn't control Chunqiu Pen.

With a flick of the head and falling into the water, Zhao An coldly stared at the direction in which the Chunqiu pen disappeared. This is the case for the Confucian family. Throughout the ages, it was clear that the treasures could be borrowed, but they would never end in person.

On the battlefield, Da Zhou Fang fell one after another from the Seventh Rank powerhouse.

Five from the seventh rank, now there are only three left, the Azure Dragon, the Suzaku, and the Xuanwu.

On the side of the Rebels, the high-end ranks from the seventh-tier combat power, none of them died.

With a bang, the sound of an explosion came out, and Xia Fang stepped back in mid-air, stepped back a dozen steps in succession, and had already come to Fang Tianjun's side.

Suzaku sky swept the fiery red dress across the air like a meteor.

Xia Fang gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. Even though Fang Tianjun turned his back to Xia Fang, Yu Guang also saw Xia Fang's embarrassed posture at the moment, and could not help cursing in a low voice: "Trash!"

It was supposed to be a battle to destroy the dead, but this Xia Fang actually shamed them.

With a bitter smile on his face, Xia Fang explained in a low voice: "This Suzaku Heavenly Commander's cultivation is all Taoist art. The old man does not watch for a while, watch the old man cut him!"

His eyes were sullen and his face was grim.

Murderous aura broke out on the Seven Killing Knife in his hand, and he slashed out, not the Suzaku Heaven General, but a direct attack on Fang Tianjun.

This is exactly what he said, it is him, not her.

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