Chapter 367

In front of the Imperial Palace, Guixu's ancestors calmed down at the same time.

The ancestors on the side of Fengling road blinked with surprise, surprise and a faint expectation.

"Wind boy! Do you really know the wandering people?" an old ancestor stared at Feng Lingdao.

"Is it difficult for a wandering messenger to be more than a legend? Does he really exist?"

"Wind boy! Don't hide and tuck in at this time! Don't come quickly!"

While talking, the remaining six ancestors exchanged eyes, and Qi retreated to Feng Lingdao with vigilance to prevent a sneak attack by the winner.

Feng Lingdao weakly opened his eyes and said with a bitter smile, "I didn't deceive several predecessors. I did know a wandering man, and I saw how he got an adventure and became a wandering messenger."

"Wind boy doesn't lie all his life. If he says yes, he has!" an old ancestor's eyes showed a look of hope: "the legendary youyou messenger monitors Yin and Yang, destroys longevity, goes down to Jiuyou and uploads jiuxiao... Wind boy, please invite the youyou messenger to drive to my court quickly!"

"The wandering messenger can summon back the dead within seven days! Your majesty died for two days."

"Wind boy, what are you hesitating about? As long as your majesty wakes up and stirs up his blood, the Xinghe treasure map will be taken automatically. If you win, you can't steal the chicken or eat the rice!"

The ancestors of the Longevity Palace were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. They talked to each other around fenglingdao. If they hadn't seen fenglingdao seriously injured, they would have pulled fenglingdao up and dumped it.

On the other side of the palace guarding sea, the ancestor who won the no king side has regained his composure. He looks at the side of the fenglingdao and thinks about it.

"Wandering people? Even if wandering messengers really exist, fenglingdao is only a baby monk, how can you have the opportunity to make friends with wandering people."

"Hehe, wandering people just exist in the legend of the cultivation world. I don't know whether they exist. Feng Lingdao doesn't tell lies all his life and doesn't want to break the precepts before his death. It's also an interesting thing to spread."

"The so-called wandering people are just their last straw. Huang Daoyou doesn't have to break it down."

Listening to our ancestors stealing and laughing, Ying Wujun smiled faintly: "what you predecessors said is good. If there were really a wandering person, how could he keep his fenglingdao until now."

Ying Wujun looked up at fenglingdao and said with a smile, "Fengdao friend, you've tried your best. You and I have fought for many years and have won the battle so far. I can't help feeling sorry for you. Don't worry, when we establish a new dynasty, the first engraved on the Imperial sword will be your fenglingdao name."

The sea waves of the palace guard came one after another.

Two dark clouds floated from the sky, like a palm of a PU fan, closing the sun, leaving only a sword like dawn, which was soon extinguished by the dark clouds.

Under the gloomy sky, Ying Wujun slowly raised his palm: "fenglingdao, Fengdao friends, let this seat send you the last journey."

Opposite the palace guarding sea, the man with white robes and white hair opened his mouth and spit out something.

As soon as the object appeared, a dark wind suddenly blew between heaven and earth. The wind was so strong that it lifted the dark clouds in the sky. The dawn appeared faintly and shook people's eyes.

Everyone was cold.

In a flash, the ancestors on the side of fenglingdao showed great joy, and the hearts of the ancestors on the side of wining Wujun accelerated.

What was spit out by fenglingdao was a copper coin.

The copper coin is different from the coins of any country in the southern regions of the world, and it is not Yin coin. It is Dai Zhong tou Wu, with ancient seal characters engraved on the front and a strange grain engraved on the reverse.

"Lethal copper coins... Brother Luo, you said that you could save your life if you left three copper coins in the south of the sky. You could recover them in seven days, up to nine days and down to Jiuyou. The best one was naturally given to your son, and the one left to me could see you again

"Although Feng is ashamed of brother Luo, only brother Luo can solve the current disaster."

"Jiu Jiu is like a law, a wandering messenger. Please show up quickly!"

Feng Lingdao said something in his mouth. He used his last mana to point the copper coin. With a shake of his wrist, the copper coin flew to the center of the palace guarding sea. There, a dragon collapsed boy with a pale face like paper, the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, lay upright.

Ying Wujun sits quietly in the flying boat and laughs.

The Guixu ancestors behind him did not dare to be careless. This game has come to the end, and there is only the last step from victory. They will never allow any accidents.

Whoosh... Seven Guixu ancestors shot one after another, and large mana hands appeared in the air to block the copper coins.

But the copper coin was full of a strange force of yin and evil. Driven by the magic power of Feng Lingdao, it appeared on the surface of the copper coin, turned into black sword Qi, broke through pieces of big hands and flew to the little Zhou emperor.

Until then, many people knew that Feng Lingdao was reluctant to take out the copper coins. He didn't want to drag the back hand to the end, but had been recovering his strength, accumulating mana, waiting for a good opportunity and waiting for the thunder counterattack at the last moment!

On the side of the Longevity Palace, Xiangfeng Lingdao had no resentment, and his eyes were full of admiration.

The mysterious copper coin broke through the obstacles of Guixu's ancestors and flew over the palace guarding sea. It fell quickly and "snapped" between the eyebrows of emperor Xiao Zhou.

"Succeeded!"

"The palace master is mighty!"

The Longevity Palace cheered one after another, and the Prime Minister of Qin, general Fu and the ancestors of Guixu couldn't help but be excited and lose their countenance.

On the other hand, the immortal friars looked flustered. The seven Guixu ancestors looked at yingwujun subconsciously. After the flying boat curtain beads, the burly man who had changed into a Kowloon purple robe still raised his mouth without any tension and worry.

"Jiu Jiu is like a law and order, wandering Messenger, please show up quickly!" Feng Lingdao shouted.

The copper coins trembled in the eyebrows of emperor Xiao Zhou.

"Jiujiu is like a law and order, wandering Messenger, please show up quickly!" Feng Lingdao drank again.

Copper coins vibrate faster, but there is no other reaction.

In front of the imperial road palace, on both sides of the palace and the sea, everyone's heart is hanging tightly, except for the win without Jun with a smile.

Feng Lingdao frowned slightly, his eyes flashed confusion, and fiercely clenched his teeth: "99 is like a law, wandering Messenger, please show up quickly!"

This sound of drinking the wind spirit way used the sound attack skill.

A circle of black abyss floated around him, and the sound attack Qi machine turned into a black line and jumped at the copper coin in the center of the emperor's eyebrows.

The copper coins shook violently and shattered a void on the head of emperor Xiao Zhou.

Pop!

The copper coins were broken and fragmented, and the black air disappeared into the void and dissipated.

In the palace guarding sea, there was no one but the bodies of emperor Xiao Zhou and a bunch of friars.

Feng Lingdao's body shook, his face showed disbelief, smiled bitterly, and his eyes became dim.

After a short silence, the palace keeper burst out laughing across the sea. The immortal friars who won the king's side, including the ancestors, also laughed loudly and mocked.

"Hahaha... What the hell hell man! He said he had a nose and eyes!"

"Feng Lingdao! You brought the little Zhou emperor back to life!"

"It took a long time to scare us."

On the other hand, on the side of the palace of eternal life, everyone is pale and lifeless. When the last hope is lost, the rest is overwhelming despair.

"Feng Lingdao. You know, where is your biggest flaw?" Ying Wujun smiled and looked at Feng Lingdao.

"You can make up a wandering person."

"Unfortunately, there is a loophole in your story that you can never explain."

"You said that the wandering messenger's surname was Luo, and he was the father of Luochuan. Why didn't he save his son when he monitored Yin and Yang, robbed longevity, told Jiuyou and uploaded jiuxiao?"

"Hahaha, there are still people who believe such a big loophole." Ying Wujun sneered: "just like Luo Chuan before, he said there was a third Tianmen friar in Tiannan region. You two lied like uncles and nephews."

Feng Lingdao closed his eyes and sighed gently in his heart.

The loophole mentioned by Ying Wujun is his biggest confusion. He never understood why Luo shisan didn't save his son.

In that year's immortal burial abyss, the secular man who appeared as a tourist had negligible skills, but he broke the deadlock with a belly of ghost ideas and amazing luck, and finally became the biggest winner in the immortal burial abyss.

That year, that person, that adventure, does it exist... Or is it just my fantasy?

Under the severe injury of Feng Lingdao, his vitality was greatly damaged, his consciousness was lax, and his state of mind was shaky. He began to doubt his past experience.

"Come to an end." behind the bead curtain of the flying boat, the burly and majestic man raised his wine lamp and said regretfully to the white robed man opposite the palace guarding sea: "your last skill, the carving insect trick, will inevitably fall into inferior. I am a little disappointed."

When the order came out, the immortal friars who won the no king side flew into the sky and killed the friars at the Changsheng palace.

Seeing that the general situation was gone, the Longevity Palace began to retreat back under the leadership of several Guixu ancestors.

"Want to run?" Ying Wujun raised his mouth, shook his wrist and said, "six stars are like laws and regulations, and the mother map of stars and rivers, give it to this seat!"

In mid air, the Star River treasure map hidden in the void shows its body shape, with stars flowing and purple brilliance, covering the fleeing friars of the Longevity Palace.

Guixu, who won the no king side, stopped the ancestors of Changsheng palace early and forced them into the shining range of the Xinghe treasure map.

"Hahaha... In the past, Zhou Taizu took in 16 ancient masters and shocked the south of the world. Today, we won't lose Zhou Taizu in the first war of building the dynasty!"

Ying Wujun looked at the Star River treasure map in the air with high spirits, and his brain was full of imagination. He had begun to look forward to the Ying Dynasty in the near future.

But then something unexpected happened to him.

The Star River treasure map suddenly shook out of his control!

In mid air, the monk of Changsheng palace who was about to be collected by Xinghe treasure map also broke away from the shackles of Baoli and fell from the sky.

Ying Wujun was shocked, and the smile on his face was stiff and frozen.

In his vision, there appeared a man who should not have appeared.

The man stepped on the light of six stars and carried a big purple gourd on his back. He flew out of the treasure map of the galaxy. His long hair turned over and his eyes reflected purple, very much like the legendary great Zhou Taizu who fell from the sky.

"That's... It's guru Luo Chuan!"

"It's impossible. Why is he still alive?"

"Is it difficult... Does the wandering messenger really exist?"

"Guru Luo is the son of wandering."

The exclamation of the people around him came into his ears. Ying Wujun's face changed greatly, and his eyes were incredible.

He forced himself to be calm, but subconsciously withdrew to the back of the flying boat and looked around nervously.