V2.Chapter 133

Sect Master Lanyue followed the icy-cold and noble woman towards the void sky step by step, and saw countless ice sculptures along the way, which was not surprising.

Those who traveled through the realm of the earth finally came to the realm of the void and heaven. The spiritual energy here is more than ten times that of the human realm, and it is indeed very different from the human realm.

If ordinary people practice martial arts in such a place, no matter how shallow their aptitude is, they can absorb the vitality between heaven and earth to cleanse their bones and marrow, and warm their acupoints, which is naturally more effective.

"Such a realm can almost be called a Taoist paradise. No wonder Di Shitian can develop supernatural powers..."

After the Holy Master of the Blue Moon Sect entered the void and heaven, he couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of good fortune, his eyes shifted, and he saw a figure sitting on a piece of profound ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

This person was wearing a brocade robe and a black ice mask on his face, his face could not be seen clearly, but the noble and majestic demeanor on his body made people unable to help but want to kneel down.

Indra!

When the Holy Master of the Blue Moon Sect saw this person, his heart was agitated: He...why won't he grow old! ?

When he swept across the desert and was proud of the spring breeze, Di Shitian was dressed in exactly the same posture. Now twenty years have passed, and the master of Lanyue has become a middle-aged man with a slight frost on his temples and a hunched back. Back then, it seemed that he was really an immortal god, full of energy!

"Mother God, you step back."

Di Shitian turned his back to the crowd, but he seemed to have eyes behind his back, and spoke in a dignified manner.

The cold and noble woman leading the way bowed and retreated, and only Di Shitian and Sect Master Lanyue were left in the void.

"Thanks to your honor for saving your life, I would like to repay it with my life!"

"I don't want your life, I just need to borrow the power of the Blue Moon Sect to do something for Tianmen."

Di Shitian sat firmly on the profound ice for ten thousand years, and continued to speak: "As long as this matter is completed, I can teach you the supreme profound art, and you can live forever!"

"Appreciate further details!"

Sect Master Lanyue thought to himself: Di Shi has all-powerful methods, and there are so many strange people under his command that there are things that he can't do?

Di Shitian looked at the east, and said in a deep voice: "On a day of surprise, go out to sea and slay dragons!"

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Above the East China Sea, where the sun rises, there is an island country called Fusang.

Although Dongying Fusang is a land of foreign civilization, the emperor has established the country for a long time, there is no war, and there are tens of millions of people in the country.

The emperor of Dongying favored martial arts, so Fusang martial art was particularly prosperous.

At this time, in the magnificent and magnificent Dongying Imperial Palace, a young man with eagle eyes and a lion face, dressed in sackcloth and mourning, knelt in front of a coffin, with a sad and solemn expression, and a bit cruel.

"Father is alive, wise and holy, Fusang Dazhi, he is a wise emperor who has not been seen for hundreds of years. Now he is in charge of the Central Plains, but he died at the hands of the Central Plains warriors. If this revenge is not avenged, I will be a son of man in vain!"

Qiang Ran's voice reverberated in Dongying Imperial Palace, all the people present looked solemn and awe-inspiring.

"Emperor, the old Emperor's cultivation is as high as the sky, he has an army of 100,000, and he is also assisted by the Purple Qi Sect and Wushen Jue Palace. How come he was murdered as soon as he entered the Central Plains!?"

"That's right! The news of the Central Plains has been investigated very clearly. In recent years, the talent has withered, and there are only a few strong ones. How could it be the opponent of the old emperor?"

"The two old ghosts, Zidian Kuanglei, also have a six-year-old skill. With these two people protecting the old emperor, there is absolutely no difference!"

"Could it be that there was a shipwreck?"

The plan to conquer China is the brainchild of several generations of emperors, and the old emperor personally executed it.

Now the old emperor died in the Central Plains, and only a lone boat carried his body back to Fusang. Not because of a monstrous storm, the whole Fusang Island was shaken!

The people in Dongying Imperial Palace are all strongmen from various sects in Dongying martial arts world, their status and status are transcendent, only the new emperor solemnly raised his hand, pressed it out of emptiness, and said in a deep voice: "Father's death is all because of one person."

"Who is this person!?"

"The Holy Emperor of the Great Han Dynasty who ruled over China, after setting up a scheme to kill his father, he deliberately humiliated and provoked him, so he sent a lone boat to Fusang, sent his father's body back, and sent someone to bring back a sentence... .”

The ears of the Dongying powerhouses were all pricked up, but they saw the hatred and resentment in the eagle eyes of the young Dongying Emperor, who almost gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "The army of the Central Plains is coming to Fusang soon, I hope Gentlemen, wash your necks and wait for the slaughter!"

Uproar!

There was an uproar!

This domineering sentence was like an earthquake, which shocked everyone present and even forgot to speak.

After the dead silence, the pot exploded:

"Rampant! It's too rampant! In the land of Dongpu, there are strong people like clouds, how can he tolerate his arrogance, and he will be killed by different martial arts!"

"Fist Gate is willing to kill the Emperor of Han for the Emperor!"

"Yin Jianliu will not sit back and watch the Emperor of Han mess up Fusang!"

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A group of Dongying Martial Dao masters were in a turmoil, and the sound of killing and killing erupted one after another in the empty hall.

The corner of the young emperor's mouth curled into a cold arc, he suddenly stood up, raised his hand and said, "Even if I die, I will never allow the emperor of Han to insult the supreme Dongying Martial Arts, now I have found out the whereabouts of the emperor of Han, Please, gentlemen, take action and kill this place!"

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Central Plains.

Since the fall of the Tianxiahui, the powers have assisted the world and established iron laws. No one dared to go beyond the threshold of the martial arts. Even the killings have decreased a lot, and the atmosphere of the martial arts has been austere.

After the Wuchang Wenlongs handed over their power, they retired to the bamboo forest to take care of themselves. Liu Hao sat firmly in the country, and the rule of the Han Dynasty became more and more stable.

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The mud bodhisattva put his hands in his wide sleeves and hurried to the palace. He walked to the Shenwu Palace in the deepest part of the thousands of palaces. Infringing on the distinction between cattle and fighting, the lights are shining everywhere, the minister guessed the secrets of the sky, and calculated this startling day, just one month later, there will be a catastrophe of swords and soldiers on the East China Sea..."

It was also a coincidence that Ni Bodhisattva had read the Heavenly Crying Sutra, but his aptitude was limited, so he could only acquire the ability of divination. After joining Liu Hao's command, he did his best to serve him. ....