The first thousand and forty-three chapters are born with the emperor's life
The ancient gate that floats through the sky of the mortal world and finally lands in the heaven is called the Gate of the Three Realms.
God is the key to the left door, and the devil is the key to the right door.
The door can only be opened by inserting two keys into the left and right keyholes together.
Inside the door is the road leading to the outside of the Three Realms.
It was almost the same as Zhang Xiaozu guessed, except that he thought that the gods and demons were the custodians of the key, but he didn't know that they were actually the incarnations of the key.
The sudden appearance of the Gate of the Three Realms put the god in a very bad mood.
Even though he knew that no one could open it, the fact that it was exposed in full view made him feel that his biggest secret was about to be exposed.
The Gate of the Three Realms was originally hidden in the darkest place in the turbid world. This was a secret that only he and the Demon God knew. He did not know the specific reason why the Gate of the Three Realms suddenly left the turbid world and came to the heaven. He could only guess that it was most likely related to the death of the Demon God.
related.
And learning that the demon's bronze key fell into Zhang Xiaopou's hands made his already bad mood even worse.
He knew that Zhang Xiaozu would definitely come to him to ask for the key, but he would definitely not give the key to Zhang Xiaozu, because he would die if the key left his body.
In other words, once the door to the three realms is opened, it means that he and the devil are dead.
Therefore, he knew that there must be a battle between himself and Zhang Xiaopou.
He did not dare to despise Zhang Xiaopou. It was because the demon despised Zhang Xiaopeng that Zhang Xiaopou had the opportunity to kill him. This was enough for him to take a warning.
"If you dare to come, I will make sure you never come back!"
The God's eyes were cold, he said a cruel word secretly, and then flew towards the God's Temple.
Since he knew that Zhang Xiaozu would come to him, he prepared to make arrangements to welcome Zhang Xiaozu's arrival.
Zhang Xiaozu is not in a hurry to go to heaven to find the gods. He needs to adjust his state, consolidate the gains from the battle with the demons, and increase his combat power as much as possible.
Although he had Zhang Butcher's killing move in his hand and could awaken the soul thoughts of the ancient corpses hidden in their souls, he would try not to use these two life-saving means if he could.
Since his training, he has always followed the path of combat training. The more intense the battle, the more brutal the near-death battle, the more it can help him improve his combat power.
He is very clear about the current position of his combat power. He can fight under the holy realm. He is still far behind in the holy realm. If he wants to make a breakthrough, he must find a secluded place to practice slowly.
Or just fight hard and quickly increase your combat power during the battle.
And if he wants to make a breakthrough in his current combat power, the best battle is a cross-level battle with a holy realm cultivator. Although for him, such a battle must be a narrow escape, but the narrow escape must also be a big loss.
There is gain.
Therefore, he will cherish every battle with the cultivators of the Holy Realm, fight to the end with his strongest fighting will, and let the means of life-saving be just means of life-saving, rather than the means of victory that he relies on before the battle begins.
He, Qi Yoyo, and Ye Mingyue found a secluded mountain forest, first set up a large shielding array around it, and then opened a spacious stone room in the heart of the mountain for practice.
He divided the demon's soul power into four parts and gave one to each of Qi Yoyo, Ye Mingyue and Guiling, while keeping one for himself. It took him ten days to completely refine it and let him
His spirit became much stronger.
It was only then that he truly realized the joy of the black ape devouring the holy soul.
After Qi Yoyo and Ye Mingyue refined the power of the devil's soul, they both made breakthroughs in their cultivation. Qi Yoyo was promoted to the third level of the Star Traveling Realm, and Ye Mingyue reached the fourth level of the Star Reaching Realm.
The power of ghosts has also increased a lot.
The substantial enhancement of the soul made Zhang Xiaozu's integration with the golden bones much higher. He began to calm down and study the red symbols on the golden bones.
The red symbols turned into talisman chains and began to show their power. He felt that the red symbols should be runes, but he still had no idea what the meaning or power of each rune represented.
Qi Yoyo and Ye Mingyue realized the magical power of the devil.
In the dimly lit stone room, the scene of two people holding one of the devil's big eyes and meditating with their eyes closed is very horrifying.
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New Year, 833, March 3rd.
Qingzhou, Great Su Country.
Imperial Palace.
Five o'clock in the morning is the time when the prince gets up.
A frightened wailing suddenly sounded in Dongqing Palace, and then the wailing sound spread farther and farther, spreading to the entire palace, and finally to the entire imperial capital.
Prince Su Xingjing died suddenly in his palace.
When Emperor Su Hui heard the bad news, he was so sad that he vomited blood, his Qi sea reversed, his heart blood erupted, causing old injuries, and he passed out on the spot.
Qianyuan Palace.
Yan Qinyin looked at her five-month-old son in the cradle and listened to the cries outside. A smile quietly appeared at the corner of her mouth. She couldn't help but stretched out her finger and tapped the tip of the baby's nose. She said with a proud smile in her heart: "I
My son came to the world from the emperor star, so he was born to be an emperor."
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March 20th.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning, like a sharp sword energy, penetrates from the clouds on the horizon and shines on the land of Jiuzhou.
Whoosh!
There was a real sword energy, accompanied by the first ray of sunshine in the morning, flying down from the sky in the sky and sinking into a mountain peak of Wentian Sect.
Whoosh whoosh!
As if piercing the long river of sword energy, sword energy flew down from the sky one after another, all flying towards the same mountain peak of Wentian Sect, and then submerged into it.
All the swords in the Wentian Sect, whether owned or unowned, seemed to be affected by the sword energy. Suddenly they all trembled and clanked, and finally flew out of the scabbard with a clang, and flew towards the sword energy.
That mountain peak flew away.
"Ah, my sword!"
"What's going on? My sword is out of control!"
"All the swords flew to Guiwu Peak."
Amidst the exclamations of the Wentian Sect disciples, all the swords flew to the sky above Guiwu Peak, with their sword tips facing Guiwu Peak, clanking and trembling, as if they were worshiping.
Rumble!
In the sky above Guiwu Peak, thunderclouds suddenly gathered, lightning danced in the thunderclouds, and a thunder disaster was brewing.
"Thousands of swords come to pay homage. Thunder calamity comes to the world. Is there a peerless sword that defies the heavens?"
"Could it be that some senior has realized the earth-shattering way of swordsmanship?"
"Is it possible? Not only did it stir up the long river of sword energy in the nine heavens, but it also caused thunder and disaster. What kind of terrifying swordsmanship is that?"
The disciples of Wentian Sect looked at the vision in the sky, shocked and guessing.
"Isn't it Yelu Kuan's fault?"
Liu Feihua looked at Guiwu Peak, and Yelu Kuan's face popped up in his mind, because among the several disciples practicing at Guiwu Peak, he knew that only Ye Lukuan had the ability to activate the Nine Heavens Sword Qi.
As if to answer his guess, the stone door of a cultivation cave suddenly opened, and Zhou Jianlai, dressed as Yelu Kuan, walked out of it.
The sword light flashed in his eyes, he looked at the thunderclouds in the sky, and stepped high into the sky.
The sword energy high in the sky was still falling downwards, and all of it disappeared into Zhou Jianlai's body.
The sharp swords hovering over Guiwu Peak, as Zhou Jianlai stepped into the sky, all the sword tips were pointed upward, pointing at the thunderclouds gathering in the sky.
"It's Yelvkuan!"
"Oh my god, is his swordsmanship incredible?"
When the Wentian Sect disciples saw Zhou Jian coming out of the cave, they burst into exclamations.
Click!
A thunderbolt fell from the sky, and Zhou Jianlai did not dodge or dodge, letting the lightning strike him.
