Falling forever!

Yang Hong's eyes contained divine light, which was like thunder and lightning, emitting a brilliant light like flowing flames.

A scorching light swept across the area several feet in radius, like an invisible hand stirring up the wind and clouds.

The exterior scene of the Grandmaster's first appearance as a god, united with heaven and earth.

One thought is enough to shock Baili.

Therefore, when Yang Hong's mood fluctuated.

It's like thunder coming out of the mountains and thundering on the ground.

With a roar, only the ruins of the Red Lotus Temple were left shaking violently, like a small boat on the vast abyss of the ocean.

Being thrown up and down again and again.

Like waves undulating, billowing out smoke and dust.

"What? The Duke doesn't believe it? Do you think Bai Zhongqi's martial arts is so great that it is impossible to fall into the endless world and find it difficult to transcend?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue laughed loudly, like thousands of golden cymbals colliding, emitting harsh sound waves.

"Let's just talk about one thing. The dormant spies of the Holy Alliance and the hidden minions of the four gods are now hiding under the eyes of your saint.

If it hadn't been for a pawn from Beizhen Fusi who had great luck and discovered Tianyunzi's living cauldron method, Qin Tianjian and Dong Palace would have continued to be kept in the dark.

Hahahaha, Yang Hong, let’s ask you, would this be the case when Bai Zhongqi comes to court?”

The empty mountain is dead and the ancient temple is in ruins.

Waves of evil sounds echoed slowly, lingering around.

Outside the mountains, nothing has been leaked.

"If a saint is in seclusion, how can he deal with a young person?"

Yang Hong gathered his thoughts and seemed unmoved.

The energy and smoke penetrated straight through, tearing apart the vast night sky, just like a huge sky pillar crossing the sky.

In the eyes of Qi practitioners, this scene will only make them feel horrified.

Become a master of martial arts, and your energy is as majestic as the smoke of a wolf.

It is to use the incomparably condensed power of the mind to melt the qi, blood, and strength in one furnace.

To a certain extent, this also represents the inner scene of the Grandmaster.

The pillars of heaven rise across the sky, showing great courage and strength.

It symbolizes that the Duke of Liang has the courage to suppress all parties and determine the center.

"Xiao Xiao? The four gods have existed forever.

The ancient authentic sect even worshiped him as the Dao Lord of the Void and the Heavenly Lord of the past.

The people of the world are ignorant and do not know the true Dharma!"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue shouted loudly, deafeningly.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?

Who has the loudest voice when debating Buddhist scriptures?"

Yang Hong's eyes turned cold, and his martial arts will overwhelmed everyone.

It was as if a huge oven had opened its lid, bursting out with unparalleled red light, and the hot breath distorted the airflow.

"Master Guo still doesn't believe it? But if you think Bai Zhongqi is about to break through, why do you come to see me tonight?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue waved a thousand hands and blinked a thousand eyes.

The turbid yellow current stirred up waves, scattering the domineering aura coming towards the face.

Yang Hong's face was as cold as a stone sculpture.

His eyes were like lightning, piercing straight through.

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I don't have enough."

He thought for a long time and whispered this sentence.

During the saint's twenty years of seclusion, all the officials in the court were ready to make a move more than once.

The rebellion at Shuofeng Pass was suppressed by King Yan's army with bloody and violent force.

The border generals took advantage of the situation, almost blatantly violated the imperial edicts, were greedy for free pay, killed good people and took credit for their merits, and they have also been cleansed.

But people’s selfish desires can never be filled. Who wouldn’t want to eat the fat meat right in front of them?

The saint's edict cannot be challenged, and his methods are harsh and decisive, which can barely deter him.

He is like Jing Chao’s sea-fixing needle. As long as he is around, the overall situation will not be chaotic.

But twenty years have passed, enough to erase that fear.

Nowadays, countless rumors are rampant, and undercurrents are surging under the court.

The nobles in Tianjing City are in confrontation with the cabinet, and the vassal faction is gradually gaining ground and gaining momentum... These are all invisible temptations.

Many people are waiting for the saint to come out of seclusion.

Many people do not want to see the saint come out of isolation.

"Then what does it take to be called enough?"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue laughs strangely and asks questions.

"I want to see the black goat. He is one of the nine incarnations of the Qishi.

It can penetrate the changes in the way of heaven and trace the eternal river.

Only His words have weight.

You, the old monster with a pure heart, are nothing more than a half-human, half-demon monster of flesh and blood, and you will never be able to become a grand master.

How can mere slaves and minions win my trust?"

Yang Hong's words were as heavy as a thousand stones, almost knocking off the bronze plaque on the top of the main hall of Honglian Temple.

"Are you still awake? Daming Mansion is the center of the Humanity Dynasty.

Not to mention the Sheji Tower that illuminates the universe, the majestic destiny of hundreds of millions of creatures is enough to suppress the incarnations of the four gods.

Let Qingbao Tianzun see you, Yang Hong, you are too presumptuous!"

The flesh and blood Buddha statue made an angry look, its thousand hands struck the magic weapon, and its thousand eyes burst out with blood.

The white bone lotus platform flew high into the sky, surging with a strange and demonic atmosphere, like a mountain torrent rushing towards Duke Liang.

Wow wow wow!

The muddy yellow current is like a big river, turbulent and turbulent.

Wherever it passes, the vegetation withers and life is lost.

"How dare a walking zombie living under someone else's roof and losing its sanity dare to make noises!"

The blue and black vertical eyes between Yang Hong's brows suddenly opened, and the divine brilliance shot out like lightning.

The dragon-headed spear suddenly appeared and was held in the palm of his hand.

Overlord’s bar!

Rumored to be a master of military skills on the battlefield!

Finally revealed!

Boom!

The red blood covered the sky and covered the earth, rolling like a tide, causing a huge wave.

Yang Hong has painstakingly honed the ten horizontal hurdles, but his moves are nothing fancy.

Military strategists and martial arts are mostly like this.

Just kill the enemy and take your life, nothing else.

Zhongping stabs!

The sharp tip of the spear rubs against the large group of sparks, tearing apart the viscous atmosphere like chopping waves.

It's so fast, it only takes a thought!

The dragon-headed big gun carries an extremely fierce killing intent, as if it is pressing down out of thin air across a square inch.

Bang!

Continuous thunder suddenly exploded!

The ruins of ruins shook!

The violent wind roared past like a dragon, causing the dust to rise and empty in all directions.
To be continued...