With the power of one person, it shocked the world.
No one would believe this kind of thing in the past. It's bullshit.
Now, the facts are in front of us, which is unbeliable and subverted the world outlook.
Dugu Changkong is an old man who is about to be dead. It is estimated that there are only hundreds of thousands of years left.
A cloth coat stained with mud and dust can't hide the pressure of the world.
The sparse white hair carries endless loneliness and has experienced the vicissitudes of life.
His eyes were turbid, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
That pair of dry-skinned hands pushed the heroes of Dizhou, and it was difficult to find the enemy.
I have stood on the divine bridge, overlooking the world. How can I be afraid of the enemies?
In a word, a look made the living fossil hiding in the dark tremble and feel restless.
"We are willing to discuss the matter of Qingzong with Taoist friends. I don't know if you dare to move?"
A hoarse voice came from a corner of Dizhou, echoing everywhere in the starry sky, which contained the meaning of supreme law, so that the world heard that the body could not move in the future, as if it was entangled by countless shackles and could not break free.
"Be."
Dugu Changkong looked in the direction of the sound, and his face did not change.
Then, he left a shadow in place and walked away in the air.
Only a few people know where Dugu has gone, and they don't even know the existence of the Mahayana peak.
Changgeng Sword Fairy did not continue to project, but withdrew his magic sens. He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the wine pot in his hand. His eyes were deep and he muttered to himself, "The battle of the world."
In an unknown small world, this is an independent space that is not controlled by the legal order of the state.
Like a small world of fairyland, the mountains stand up, and there is a green scene.
The clouds are smisty and beautiful.
On the top of the mountain, there are several simple thatched huts or magnificent palaces.
The world is filled with the extremely powerful power of law, which is different from the outside world and above the Mahayana realm.
This place is called Kunlun Realm.
It is a shelter created by a group of top beings, which can effectively resist the power of the road of heaven and earth and can live a little more years.
Kunlun has existed for more than 100,000 years and has been passed down to this day.
Some of the strong people in the divine bridge in the world today live in seclusion here.
The first is to avoid the power of the law of time and delay life; the second is to discuss Shenqiao Avenue together, hoping to see a higher-level scenery.
There are only fourteen people living here.
They came from different places, put down the matter of the world, abandoned their high status and supreme power, and best for the way.
Many years ago, Kunlunjie invited Changgeng Sword Fairy to live here, but was rejected by Changgeng Sword Fairy.
There is also the dean of Daoyi Academy, who has also received an invitation.
As for the result, the dean directly tore up the invitation letter without giving any face.
Dugu Changkong came to this small world. He knew this place in Kunlun world a long time ago, and he came in person today.
"How many steps have you reached if you dare to ask your Taoist friends?"
The clouds were squeering, and there was a vague figure in it, and he asked in a hoarse voice.
Dugu Changkong didn't say a word, raised his hand and waved a palm forward.
"Boom"
The clouds collapsed directly, showing the mark of a giant palm.
The strong man in it immediately blocked it, and his body flew far back and smashed a mountain. The boulder soil splashed on all sides, making a lot of noise.
"It's not as good as I'm here. Taoist friends, please come in."
With just one move, the man knew that Dugu Changkong was not a person he could deal with. He waved his hand to dispel the thick fog and bowed with his fists.
I don't need to answer your question. You just need to know a little. My strength is far above you.
Dugu Changkong is so confident. The power of the divine bridge between his hands and feet makes the strong people dare not underestimate it and attach great importance to it.
A huge palace suspended above the sea of clouds.
In the hall, more than a dozen old people in different clothes sat, all staring at the door, waiting for the arrival of the lonely sky.
"I can understand that Taoist friends want to revive the Qingzong. However, the situation in the world has been settled. If Taoist friends want to start a war, I'm afraid they will not be tolerated by heaven and earth.
"The matter of Qingzong still needs to be discussed in the long term."
"I can understand the mood of Taoist friends, but please do what you can."
Everyone opened their mouths one after another, trying to put pressure on Dugu Changkong and let him retreat after knowing the difficulties.
During the speech, a terrible breath permeated the lonely sky.
Standing in place, as motionless as a mountain.
Gently brush your sleeves to dispel all pressure.
The color of the face does not change, point it out.
"Whit!"
Du Gu Changkong's fingertips were gentle, and the palace collapsed directly.
The faces of more than a dozen strong men in Shenqiao changed sharply and were shocked.
They soared in the air and surrounded Dugu Changkong. The scene was extremely tense, and a war could break out at any time.
In the face of this situation, Dugu Changkong still had a flat face and no fear in his eyes.
He stood on his back and said slowly, "I want to revive Qingzong, not to ask for your opinions, but to inform you not to block my way."
The next moment, Du Gu Changkong raised his head and glanced at the group of people standing above. There was finally a change in his plain eyes, which was extremely fierce and murderous: "Do you understand?"
Boom--
At this moment, the Kunlun world rose up an extremely terrible power. The confrontation of various laws tore the void and flattened the mountains, causing the ground to crack and countless cracks.
Everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, Dugu Changkong's behavior was so extreme that they did it if they didn't agree.
This is a new era, and the future will belong to the younger generation. Why don't we take half a step back and let the descendants solve the cause and effect of hundreds of thousands of years? If we can take advantage of the opportunity to solve the magic abyss, it is naturally the best result.
One person suggested.
"I agree."
Then, the old people nodded and agreed with the opinion.
Although the two sides did not really fight, in fact, they have already fought secretly.
The strength of Dugu Changkong exceeded everyone's initial expectations. If there is really a war, everyone can indeed suppress Dugu Changkong, but three or five people will have to die.
No one can guarantee that there will be no one among the dead. The situation is very stiff. This proposal can avoid the struggle between the high-levels and delay the time. No one opposes it.
"We can talk about it."
Dugu Changkong restrained a little, and his tone was a little calmer.
Strength is the basis for maintaining dignity. If Dugu is a little weak, he will definitely be held down.
This negotiation lasted for several hours.
It involves the interests of both sides, and also mentions the fragments of the imperial soldiers.
Some guys really want to get the fragments of the emperor's soldiers. If they can study it carefully, it must be supreme.
On this point, Dugu didn't give in: "If you want imperial soldiers, let your respective juniors grab it! If you dare to do it with brazen skin, the old man doesn't mind sending you back to the west in advance.