Chapter 188

Before Zeus died.

With the powerful power of the ancient immortals, I have transformed all my life's learning into a brilliant purple vast. I hope someone in the future can inherit his original sword immortal decision and shoulder the responsibility of protecting China.

There is nothing wrong with his choice.

Pei Tianzhao, the four people, is really the one who is destined.

Open branches and spread leaves.

Create Kunlun sword sect!

In the age of cultivating immortals, the four true immortals sit in the dome of the mountain.

Unfortunately, who can get enough chance to take charge of the world, but also remember the words "don't forget to protect China"?

Chu Lingxiao, with his hands on his back, walked to the edge of Kunlun snow mountain and looked down at the mortal world.

There was silence around.

It seems that when he came to Jinling for the first time, he alone saw the ups and downs of the world, the Jinling below, and even the whole Chinese, all appeared in his plain eyes. The middle-aged man still knelt down in his old courtyard, facing the Kunlun snow mountain, sincerely seeking immortals.

It seems everything.

No change.

There are young people and children everywhere. One day, the ancient monks who hope to be resurrected will beg for their disciples.

Chu Lingxiao slowly extended his hand and spread it out.

Immediately.

Thirty two long and thin lights appeared in the palm of his hand, which seemed to be released at once. There was a feeling that he wanted to break through the seal and soar in the sky. The more intense the light, the faintly heard that in each light, there was a faint sound of dragon chanting, such as the river, the sea and the river.

Look down at the whole China.

With a wave of Chu Lingxiao's hand, thirty-two rays of light coagulated in front of him. In an instant, the light was broken like a mirror, and turned into light and shadow.

Then came the thirty-two five clawed white dragons with their eyes closed. Although they were only half a foot long, the sacred breath of the whole body sprang up like a tide.

If it wasn't controlled by Chu Lingxiao, I'm afraid the energy emitted would be enough to make all monks on the earth tremble.

"It's time for all people to become monks. It depends on your creation!"

When his hand falls.

Seal off!

At this moment, the whole land of China is shaking inexplicably. Mountains, buildings, rivers, seas, anyone and any living creature are all surrounded by a roar of angry dragons. It's like thunder and lightning, which makes everyone immediately stare with big eyes, heart tremble and flesh jump.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!!!

When countless people raised their heads, they were shocked.

Looking at the thirty-two huge dragon bodies, they can be seen from time to time in the thick clouds. They are dazzling with dragon scales and huge eyeballs. They are like a myth, giving off a majestic momentum. At the moment when they look at each other and stab their eyeballs, countless people can't help but take a breath of cold air. At the moment, their hearts are shaking.

The whole sky.

China's million mile airspace.

Thirty two giant dragon bodies, agitated by clouds, cover the sky and block out the sun. Their own light reflects the shadow, adding an inviolable awe to the crowd on the earth below.

This moment.

Huaxia, it's boiling.

The forest weather in the huangzu base is as vast as the sea. Chen Jiannan and other official members of the huangzu are all stunned, looking at the huge dragon body in the vast sky. The whole body is shaking.

"Here What is this! "

There was only a middle-aged man in ancient clothes with a dignified demeanor. Looking at the world shaking scene in the sky, his eyes were bright and trembling, his hands were clenched, and his face was speechless and excited.

"Here we are! At last! "

Listening to the resurrection, he was the last emperor in the world, but also his father's murmur. Lin's face was dazed.

He would like to ask.

What's up

Boom!

However, at the next moment, all over the ground in China, there will be a huge wave of weather, which will go straight to the clouds. Several famous mountains suspended in the sky will be shaken violently.

Standing on the top of the mountain, countless ancient monks come back from the resurrection. They look at the scene that happened in front of them. They are very close to the mouth and tongue. Especially, they see the thirty-two huge white dragon with five claws in the sky. Their scalp is numb and their mouth can't be closed for a long time.

A word I can't believe.

Suddenly it came to their mind.

No!

Just about to blurt out.

Thirty two white dragon with five claws gave out a roar that shook the world even more. With this wave of air, it turned into a huge and illusory dragon shadow, and rushed to the lower Chinese territory. The huge and indifferent eyes, even the shadow, still scared all ordinary people, were full of fear and cold sweat on their back.

Many ancient friars.

But I can't believe it.

Boom!

The shocking scene is fleeting. It only makes a loud noise that makes the whole Chinese region tremble. The thirty-two five clawed white dragons have disappeared.

Countless ordinary people, both shocked by their eyes and a kind of bewilderment, all stay in place.

What just happened

Resurrection of the ancients!

Immortal appears!

They have subverted their world view.

Now, there is this scene again. There is still

Only a lot of ancient friars know what that was.

"Spirit pulse! It's definitely a spiritual pulse! "

At the top of the ancient Shu mountain in the air, a middle-aged man in a Taoist suit, with greedy and excited eyes, was shaking.

This middle-aged man.

It's a real fairy!

It's not just him.

Emei Jinding!

A middle-aged beautiful woman, holding a handle of floating dust, still looking at the sky with two eyes, did not come back for a long time, as if the scene just happened, could not believe it was true!

And thousands of her disciples.

More excited.

"Start at once and go to the mortal world below. Be sure to get these spiritual veins and move them to Emei Mountain!"

Wutai Mountain Buddhist holy land.

An old monk with a solemn aura and cassock, when he slowly stood up, his whole body suddenly filled with a golden light of the sky and earth, which was so gorgeous that he could not help kneeling.

He is only one.

But it seems that there are Buddhas behind us.

Buddha's hand is photographed.

It seems to be fearless of any real immortal in the world.

"My Buddha is merciful. There is no amitabha in the south. It's good. It's good."

"In such an era, there are thirty-two spiritual channels, even when the ancient court of heaven was still there, there were only fifteen. It seems that a bloodbath is coming. My Buddha is merciful. The old monk wants to lead these thirty-two spiritual channels into five holy places, so that no one in the world will suffer."

Almost all over China.

But at this time, the whole Chinese territory, suddenly echoed a light voice, let these ancient friars suddenly stopped.

"Thirty two spiritual channels belong to all mortals in the world, and no one can move in vain!"

Countless ordinary people, hearing this sentence, were shocked. But those ancient friars were slightly stunned and looked down with scorn on their faces.

Mortal?

Also deserve to have spiritual pulse?

Who do you think you are? Dare you wait for the ancient friar?

Only in the Tianshi mansion of Longhu Mountain, an old man wearing a yin-yang Taiji suit suddenly opened his eyes and said with a face full of congealing: "that one, finally back..."