Supreme Uprising

For fifty years, for the powerhouse of Heavenly Lord, it is naturally a matter of flicking, and as long as a retreat, it can be exhausted for fifty years.

Whether it’s deducing the Cultural Technique or upgrading the cultivation base, the 50 years are too short for the Heavenly Lord.

Therefore, after watching the three Heavenly Lords leave, Luo Yunyang’s thoughts flashed between the hearts of the people, but still drifted out of their own supernatural.

He stepped out and came to the arrived blue dragon palace.

Blue Dragon Houfu, at this time has become the Blue Dragon King, the Emperor of Heavenly Movement, personally called on the Blue Dragon Houfu, the word Hou Fu was replaced by the palace.

The legend of the reincarnation of the tenth is no longer taboo, and in the eyes of many people, the true identity of Samsara Heavenly Lord is Luo Yuanchu.

Every day, I don’t know how many dignitaries will pay a visit to the Blue Dragon Houfu. Every day, there are countless big Sects coming to pay.

The breeze blows the flowers, and the rain comes with spring!

Between the breeze and the drizzle, Luo Yunyang sees the arrived. It is standing quietly before the flower rain, Lu Bingyue, for a time, countless thoughts, rushing into my heart.

For Lu Bingyue’s thoughts, Luo Yunyang didn’t know how to know it, but his tenth Samsara was always resisting this matter.

“Don’t stay here, go out and walk!” Silently appeared in the drizzle, Luo Yunyang said with a chuckle.

Lu Bingyue looked at the floating Yun Yunyang, did not hesitate, stepped out with Luo Yunyang out of the Blue Dragon Houfu.

For the departure of two people, although some people felt it in the Blue Dragon Houfu, no one snorted and no one said hello.

It’s not that these people are unresponsive and indifferent. It’s not that these people don’t want to say hello to Luo Yunyang, but when they see Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue go far, they suddenly give birth to the idea of ​​asking for advice.

In a small town, Lu Bingyue and Luo Yunyang walk side by side. Two people are like the most common pedestrians, watching the bustling world.

“Here… here is where my second life was born.” Luo Yunyang pointed to a dilapidated firewood, faintly said.

The second generation of Luo Yunyang was the core disciple of Tian Jianmen. Although he occupied the body of the man after the disciple in Tianjianmen, his heart was incomparably clear about everything about the disciple.

Near the millennium of wind and rain, this dilapidated firewood is no longer the house of the year, but the location, but it has not changed at all.

“Would you like to go in and see?” Lu Bingyue asked with a chuckle.

Go in and see, in fact, you should not see anything. After all, for ordinary mortals, the time of the millennium or so, it is not known how many people have experienced.

Luo Yunyang indulged in an instant, and eventually the ghost made a bad nod. For the two of them, this family of firewood, there is really no point to block the role of two people.

Although the family is very bad, it is very clean.

A small family is busy with their own affairs. Luo Yunyang walked through this house, but stopped in the side room.

The side room is a piece of cloth, the cloth is densely written with a lot of names, and his second name is in the position of the Second Layer.

Looking at the name without any name below, Luo Yunyang sighed softly, his eyes staying in the busy family for a moment, then waved his sleeves and disappeared into the wood.

Lu Bingyue looked at the sky above the house and began to change the atmosphere. He nodded and said: “This is the best for them.”

As a party, Heavenly Lord, as long as Luo Yunyang has a thought, a family can prosper, and with his thoughts, a god can decline.

Although Luo Yunyang’s air transportation at this time is not too strong, it can make this small family go to the rich side within a hundred years.

This is the power of Heavenly Lord.

After a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue have appeared outside Tianjian Mountain. Compared with the previous sword qi, the Tianjian Mountain at this time is incomparably declining.

Although there are many people who practice Dao of Sword, the disciples in Tianjianshan are much less than the time when they are shocked.

At this time, thousands of people gathered outside Tianjian Mountain. As can be seen from their looks, these are all wicked.

When Tianjianmen was sitting in the town, there was no taboo. Now it’s white and it’s falling, and it’s hard to suppress the Quartet. All the natural enemies are coming out.

One day in battle, almost all the enemies of Tianjianshan are pressing hard, and countless disciples of Tianjianshan, either fighting to die or fleeing.

All that can be left are the most loyal disciples to Tianjianshan.

The gods returned to the body with injuries, and the disciples of other Tianjianmen were also wounded. Although their looks were full of unyielding, they were more of a staunch meaning of being jade.

The reason why this is so is because they have no choice at this time.

“The swordsman of the Master can never be left to the rats.” The voice of the gods is calm, but in the voice, with an unquestionable taste.

“Although I can’t keep Tianjianmen, I can’t let the reputation of Shizun be defiled by this group of juniors.”

Around the Tianjianmen Warrior, at the same time Shen Sheng said: “Yes!”

At this time, although they were less respectful, they were full of tragic and desperate battles. They looked back at the disciples and flashed a glimmer of red light in their eyes.

“Roll!” Just as the gods returned to pick up their long swords and prepare for their last battle, a voice rang through the void.

This voice, with unquestionable majesty; this voice, with a terrifying will!

At the moment of hearing this sound, there is a feeling of reverence of his own master, but at the moment when this feeling appears, he has clearly known that this is definitely not his own master.

Because the person who talks, whether it is the power or the cultivation base, is above his own master.

“It’s Samsara Heavenly Lord, run!” In the panicked voice, thousands of warriors gathered around Tianjian Mountain to escape.

Among them, although some people are reluctant to see what they are going to do, they are unwilling to slip away, but for most people, at this moment, they only hate that they have fewer legs.

Looking back at the arrived Luo Yunyang, he hesitated for a moment, and finally he was crouched on the ground.

Luo Yunyang ignored the sorrowfulness of the gods. He returned to the cave that he had resected, and took a look at Lu Bingyue. Then he said faintly: “I am here for a while.”

This sentence is as good as the words.

With Luo Yunyang living in Tianjianshan for three years, Tianjianshan once again resumed its prosperity, and countless disciples of practice Dao of Sword are even more crazy gathering under Tianjian Mountain.

In the past three years, Luo Yunyang did not retreat. He almost walked out of his own Dongfu with Lu Bingyue every day, and sometimes even laughed at the ordinary disciples of Tianjianmen.

Three years later, Luo Yunyang floated with Lu Bingyue.

For Luo Yunyang, Tian Jianmen is only part of his journey, and in the rest of the years, he has to go all his journeys.

On the shore of the East China Sea, Luo Yunyang crosses the boat into the sea, endless abyss, Luo Yunyang stand out from the air, in the secluded empty valley, with the faint voice of Lu Bingyue.

It is also a blink of an eye, and fifty years have passed by. Although Luo Yunyang did not practice in the past 50 years, he felt that his divine sense has become more pure.

Outside the golden city of Lu, Lu Bingyue stood quietly beside Luo Yunyang, but the scenery she saw at this time was not in the golden city, the flowery scene.

The scene she saw was also the city of golden. There were also people coming and going, but those who came and went were more quaint than the golden city.

In the constant changes of these people, Lu Bingyue even looked at a familiar face, this person is a general manager of the Blue Dragon Houfu.

The reason why I know this general manager is because the mother of this person used to be the gimmick served by Lu Bingyue. Because there is no talent for practice, I finally found an ordinary person to marry.

It can be said that Lu Bingyue is watching the general manager from childhood to old age. Now, this person has appeared in the picture of golden city.

Looking at the way he is bargaining, Lu Bingyue suddenly thought that this person had been sent to the Golden City by Blue Dragon Houfu to purchase a batch of items.

Just when Lu Bingyue felt emotionally at the Heavenly Lord’s realm, Luo Yunyang suddenly waved his hand, and the silhouette was shrouded in a ray of light, and then brought out from the fast-backing Space-Time in Golden City.

When he saw Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue, Luo Yunyang had already injected the cause and effect of the matter into his heart. Excited, he quickly crouched on the ground, beheading Luo Yunyang and Lu Bingyue.

“Cousin, this…” Lu Bingyue’s words have not been finished yet. Luo Yunyang waved: “It’s just a small thing. For me, it’s not a big deal for an ordinary mortal to come back to life.”

Speaking of this, in the reversal of the golden city, there is a silhouette of a tall middle-aged man.

This tall middle-aged man is as strong as a mountain. He is walking, and there is a kind of dynamism. Looking at this face, Luo Yunyang smiled and grabbed the hand toward the silhouette, and brought the person out.

“Tuoshan, I haven’t seen you for a long time!”

……

The golden city was the last battle of Luo Yunyang. After five years of retreat in Golden City and Lu Bingyue, the time of a hundred years rushed away.

Luo Yunyang, who has arranged everything, did not say goodbye to anyone. When he stepped out, he entered the rolling emptiness.

It was taken back from the Samsara dial, and there were three days. Luo Yunyang wanted to enter this endless starry sky and see if there was any way to enter the Alliance.

If there is, then his cultivation base will not have to be abandoned.

However, at the moment of vacating, Luo Yunyang knew that the possibility of his own thoughts was really small.

Standing in the void, watching Luo Tianyang sigh slowly, he knows that he can’t find the road, and then return to the opportunity of the gods, I am afraid there are not many. .

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