Huangfu Yueyao left Yang Guang and returned to Dongsheng Shenzhou. But more humans or demons followed Yang Guang to Chang'an City, and they will participate in the competition for the Qiankun Sword.
The departure of these people marked the end of the Duobao Pavilion's 500-year-old bidding conference. What was different from previous years was that after the end, the killings still continued. But this time, more people went to Chang'an, and many calamities
The bandits failed one after another.
In the inexplicable space, the Tao Yun of the Fuyuan Immortal was running rampant around his body, filling the entire cave. He suddenly noticed something and slowly opened his eyes. The rays of light in his eyes swept across the three realms in an instant.
"After all, he is an escaped one. Whatever happens to him, he will lead to an unknown path, and even the long river of destiny cannot be revealed." The old man said softly: "I just don't know what kind of changes will happen this time."
"Master, the Qiankun Sword has fallen into the hands of Yang Guang, but Yang Guang set up a ring in Chang'an City and invited the immortals from the three realms to come and fight for it." Fu Sannian's voice came from outside the cave.
"Yang Guang has good tricks. Not only did he make money, but he also put all the conflicts on the bright side." Fuyuan Immortal looked peaceful and said calmly: "It's just that he has already been on the chessboard. It is impossible to think about it.
.Those who obey the heavens will prosper, and those who go against the heavens will perish. The one that escapes is an uncertain factor and should be controlled."
The immortal light falls on the river of destiny, as if it can see through the entire river of destiny. He gently stirs, and ripples appear on the river of destiny, promoting the general trend of heaven.
Outside Chang'an City, a huge arena appeared. It was built by the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng himself. It used the magical power of space folding. It not only had a grandstand, but also a place for competition.
The Qiankun Sword is placed on the high platform, exuding a mysterious aura, and the black and white Tao Yun is shining with light.
The surrounding area is empty, but everyone knows that the Qiankun Sword must be surrounded by restrictions. Anyone who dares to step forward and take it by force will be killed by the restrictions.
After all, no one can destroy the Quasi-Saint's strike.
"Emperor Sui, they all say that you have great magical powers, but the poor monk sees that your majesty is more proficient in the ways of merchants. Although Duobao Pavilion is profitable, it is definitely not as profitable as your majesty. You need to charge money for fighting, and even for watching battles, and even
A gambling game was also set up." The ancient Buddha sat cross-legged on the golden lotus platform on the burning lamp with a calm expression.
"Ancient Buddha, Xiniu Hezhou is about to fall into my hands and become the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty. However, Xiniu Hezhou has been in a state of disorder these years. If I want to become the emperor, I not only need to occupy the territory, but also need to govern it. The Great Sui Dynasty
There is no money either! These monks have a lot of money, why not give some to the humans!" Yang Guang said nonchalantly.
After hearing this, the ancient Buddha on Ran Deng showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then he said: "What His Majesty the Sui Emperor said is true."
Yang Guang seemed slightly satisfied. In later generations, this kind of situation would be like an underground fighting arena. Although it was not visible to the public, it was very profitable. Of course, Yang Guang was not doing it to make money. If it was just to make money, he would not spend so much effort.
This is not a one-time building, but a permanent one. Looking at the magnificent arena in front of him, Yang Guang seemed to see countless leeks appearing here, waiting for him to harvest.
"Emperor Sui, let's begin!"
An old man walked out of the void, his face was old, but his body was filled with the aura of decay. It was obvious that he had reached the time when the gods and humans were declining. If he could not enter the Great Luo, his lifespan would come to an end and be lost in the long river of time.
"It's Taoist Qingmu. He comes from the Wood Realm. I didn't expect that he also wants to compete for the Qiankun Sword." Some of the immortals watching the battle recognized the opponent's origin and couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Nonsense, Taoist Qingmu has entered the five declines of heaven and man. If he does not break through, he will perish. The inheritance of Taoist Qiankun is the only chance." Someone immediately retorted.
"Hand over 100,000 square spirit stones, sign an agreement, and swear an oath to Heaven." Two agreements flew out of Yang Guang's hand lightly and landed on the high platform. They mainly wrote the agreement to resolve the cause and effect, and used this to express his gratitude to Heaven.
Heaven made an oath.
Taoist Aoki glanced at it casually and then wrote his name.
Yang Guang called over casually, with a smile on his lips.
"Ding! You read Taoist Qingmu Yang Shuhua's manuscript and gained six years of magic power."
Yang Guang felt a little regretful when he saw this. He didn't know whether the other party already had the magical power he practiced, or it was because of the small number of words. He could only get six years of mana, but it was better than nothing. Being able to get six years of mana was also a good choice.
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"Come on! Since you are the first to challenge, I'll give you a treat." Yang Guang held the Heaven-Destroying Sword in his hand. Although he had almost no strong enemies under Daluo, no one knew about the other party.
There are other means at hand.
Taoist Qingmu's face was expressionless, and his body was shaking. A green sword energy flew out and slashed towards Yang Guang. The green light in the sword energy flickered, swallowing the power of life. Yang Guang suddenly felt the sword energy sweeping past.
, the life force in his body seemed to be deprived of something and disappeared into the space.
"The Eastern Jiamu Qingdi Gong! No, there seems to be some flaws." Yang Guang instantly felt the changes around him. Although it was similar to the Qingdi Muhuang Gong, it seemed more domineering and domineering. The Eastern Jiamu Qingdi Gong nourished
All things can also eliminate the vitality of all things. The Eastern Jiamu Qingdi Gong in front of you can also eliminate the vitality of people, but these vitalities cannot be used by oneself.
Generally, people who practice the Oriental Jiamu Qingdi Gong live a long life, and it is difficult for them to experience the decline of the five gods and humans, because every time they reach the end of their lives, they can forcefully reverse the world and borrow life from all things in the world. When they encounter cruel people, they are enough to
With longevity and long-term vision, coupled with the healing function of the Oriental Jiamu Qingdi Gong, how could it be possible to encounter the situation of the five declines of heaven and man.
"There are heretics who are lucky enough to get a fragment of it, but it is difficult to become a great person. No wonder we are in today's situation."
At this moment, Yang Guang suddenly understood why the other party was in such a situation. The other party had only obtained the fragment of Dongfang Jiamu Qingdi Gong, so the system did not bother to copy it.
Yang Guang became more relaxed when he thought of this, and saw flames flying all over his body. After the green sword energy hit the flames, it was instantly ignited, and the arena was filled with red.
The internal and external Hunyuan, the Yuanshen pure Yang, the whole body is like a furnace of the great sun, burning everything.
A sword light rippled in the void, like a demon waving magical powers in the flames. The sword energy shuttled through the space. Above the head, there were three golden flowers swaying in various shapes. In the sea of consciousness, three Taoist palaces roared.
The hole opened, and the powerful magic power poured out thousands of miles.
Waves of sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded, and Taoist Qingmu retreated with a pale face. Only his whole body shone with a faint green light, and the divine lines flowed, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This is one of the magical powers of the Eastern Jiamu Qingdi Kung Fu.
, no matter how serious the injury is, he can recover quickly, and his magic power appears more powerful.
