"Master Yin, where is Penglai?" Ying Zheng looked at Master Yin anxiously. wWw、QuAnBen-XIaoShuo、COm
A trace of flush appeared on Master Yin's skinny face: "Peng Lai, right in front!"
With a bright smile, Master Yin waved his hands forward and the void dozens of miles ahead began to squirm at the same time. Pieces of thin haze appeared out of thin air, outlining a huge sphere wrapped in translucent clouds and smoke in front of everyone. Those hazes swirled rapidly, and a mysterious and mysterious aura rushed towards the face, as if it made people see the creation of the universe, the destruction of the prehistoric world, and so on.
People like Ying Zheng, Wei Yao and others, they went through life and death, and built a huge empire in the Eastern Continent in the bloody storm. They hold great power and can order countless people to fall to the ground. They have hundreds of millions of soldiers under their command, and their every move determines whether the world will be filled with corpses or auspiciousness will rise.
Based on their knowledge, their identities, and their magnanimity, they suddenly saw the flowing haze, and still felt a dull feeling in their hearts. Countless illusions appeared in front of them, and an overwhelming surge of specious enlightenment came to light. It entered my mind, but it was like a spring dream without leaving any trace.
"Master Yin!" A stream of blood dripped from the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth.
"Your Majesty, this is Penglai!" Master Yin's eyes flashed with light, and he said in a low voice: "No, it's not just Penglai, this is also the abbot, Yingzhou, Daiyu, and Yuanqiao! Penglai, not only Only Penglai, Penglai is only one of the five sacred mountains, only... one-fifth!"
Master Yin clapped his hands briskly and sang a high-pitched, simple ballad with an unusually beautiful melody. His lyrics are extremely clumsy, with four words and one sentence filled with a kind of unrestrained, carefree, relaxed and carefree bliss.
The servant of Yingzheng God looked at the constantly rotating translucent spherical space in front of him. He was about to ask Yin Master what the song meant. A black and white air flow roared out from the spherical space, knocking Yin Master away in one fell swoop. Pulled in together with Ying Zheng and others.
The silver-white grass fluttered gently, the silver light rippled, and the space here returned to normal.
Ying Zheng and others came to Ba Jing, who was surrounded by clouds of gold, silver, purple, red, white, and black. Clouds of various colors filled the sky and the ends. No one knew how wide they were, no one knew how long, and no one knew where the end was. . The mighty clouds collide with each other. Occasionally, when two clouds collide, thousands of colorful clouds will shoot out and explode densely in the distance.
Once these tiny rays of light erupt, their power is comparable to a forbidden curse!
Ying Zheng and his close ministers looked at these boundless clouds that came and went in horror. Just by looking at these erratic clouds, they knew how dangerous this place was. Ying Zheng thought that even if he had the moon wheel to protect him, as long as hundreds of clouds hit him at the same time, he would definitely be blown to pieces. As for whether his soul could escape, it really depends on luck.
"Your Majesty, come with me!" Master Yin snorted softly: "Come with me. Now I should let you know that I am Penglai, but I am not Penglai. The real Penglai has fallen asleep and I am just a part of it※ Body, a ray of distraction, I am just a ghost, an out-of-control madman, a madman who follows my mission and attacks our enemies at all costs!"
He smiled strangely, and thousands of clouds flashed across Master Yin's eyes.
"Come on, come on, this is an opportunity. Your Majesty, you want to sweep across the Western Continent, and Penglai is your biggest help! But you can't have Penglai, so please give up your ambition. You can't control Penglai, because you are not that Man! You are not the Lord of Penglai, and you will never become the Lord of Penglai!"
Ying Zheng's eyes flashed fiercely. He gave Master Yin a deep look, then shook his head: "I don't understand what Master Yin said."…,
Master Yin smiled brightly and nodded repeatedly: "You understand, you understand, you definitely understand! It's just that your Majesty and I have cooperated happily for so many years, so don't hurt this relationship! Frankly speaking, you can't do anything to me. , and I need your help, so we will benefit from our cooperation. What if we separate...Do you believe, Your Majesty, that as long as I spread the news that you have practiced the Penglai Secret Divine Sky Eighteenth Level Battle Tianjin, even Austria Will Ding Shengsheng send people to kill you?"
Ying Zheng's face became very strange. He frowned and pondered for a moment, and then he solemnly bowed his fists to Master Yin: "I understand what Master Yin said! Master Yin has always been Master Yin, and he will also be my Master Yin in the future. Therefore, I will not do anything that will harm Master Yin!"
Master Yin nodded with satisfaction. He lowered his hands, and suddenly the clouds in the sky suddenly parted to the left and right, revealing a cloud seam that was not sure how long it was, but was hundreds of miles wide and thousands of miles long. Looking down from this gap in the clouds, below is an endless piece of blue sea water, in the sea water. . .
Ying Zheng and others gasped at the same time. What was that in the sea water
That is a golden dragon that stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles, the dragon of the East! Such a huge dragon, Yingzheng and the others were suspended in the sky thousands of miles above the ground, but they still felt that the dragon seemed to be right in front of them, as if it could strangle them to death with just a wave of its claws.
Such a huge golden dragon, his dragon horns were broken into several sections, his dragon whiskers were broken into more than ten sections, there was a huge blood hole in the middle of his head, and one of his eyes was also blinded. . His powerful, huge body was densely covered with countless wounds. With Ying Zheng's experience and knowledge, he could recognize at a glance that the damage was caused by weapons such as swords, guns, halberds, bows and arrows.
But the volume of these injuries was too large. For example, more than a hundred miles behind the dragon's head, it was clearly a severe wound left by a big knife, but this knife almost cut off the dragon's head, and all his bones were chopped off. It became two sections.
Another example is the scratch on the dragon's belly that was obviously caused by a sharp sword. This scratch was thousands of miles long. Who on earth had the power to leave such a tragic wound on such a huge dragon? The dragon in the east is a creature that is more magical and powerful than the dragon in the west. Such a huge golden dragon is definitely a Dragon King level existence.
The defensive power of this giant dragon scale is probably not weaker than the artifact. Who can leave such a tragic wound on his body
Such wounds were densely scattered all over the dragon's body, and there were at least hundreds of them at a quick count.
But what shocked Ying Zheng even more was that the dragon was already injured in such a way that even his heart was exposed and most of his heart was crushed. He was still lying there breathing deeply, constantly breathing in and out. Spit out a lot of golden clouds.
The dragon is still alive and working hard to repair the damage on his body.
Master Yin looked at the giant dragon with joy, and said calmly: "This is the guardian Golden Dragon God of Penglai. Over the years, all the rare materials that His Majesty has secretly collected have been used by me to repair the Golden Dragon God's injuries.
Does Your Majesty know that the Golden Dragon God is a powerful being that can easily kill the so-called Lord God? "
Ying Zheng was so shocked by what he saw that he couldn't speak. He stared blankly at the huge dragon below, took a deep breath, and then looked into the distance.
Just near the dragon's head, a large island with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was shrouded in purple haze. Countless young men wearing the same style as Ying Zheng, but with different embroidered patterns, were quietly suspended in the purple haze. In the haze, the surrounding purple smoke is constantly puffing out. After every breath, the aura exuding from their bodies was significantly enhanced. …,
The auras exuded by the young men here, even the weakest, are in the realm of saints, and the number of men suspended above this big island is so astonishing. At a glance, they stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles, and they are all like this. A young man in a robe suspended in the air.
At the core of the big island, a terrifying aura that made Ying Zheng's whole body tense continued to spread. They were definitely peak demigods, and the auras they exuded were so fierce. The power they controlled was definitely not an ordinary peak. Demigods can touch it.
What makes Ying Zheng, Wei Yao and others feel creepy is that these young men all look exactly the same, and they all have the same face.
"They, how could they be born!" Ying Zheng couldn't help but exclaimed.
Master Yin glanced at Ying Zheng disapprovingly: "The face random generation module was destroyed in the God War. I am too lazy to repair those insignificant things, so it is not a big deal to have a face."
Ying Zheng opened his mouth but said nothing. The answer Master Yin gave him was too mysterious, and he didn't know how to answer it.
In the sky above this big island, there are a large group of majestic men in black armor flying in the sky on giant steel boats. These men also have exactly the same faces. Ying Zheng looked at these men who had exactly the same height, appearance, and aura. I couldn't help but exclaimed again.
"Master...Master!" Ying Zheng's body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Your master has been killed by the Tianmiao." Master Yin said calmly: "They are all humanoid combat puppets created after your master. Your master is also a humanoid puppet! So I have always been very worried. I admire that you have a tough life. You practice the puppet technique in a human body, and you can still succeed in it. It's really, really amazing!"
Yingzheng is stiff and speechless!
Wei Yao and others glanced at Master Yin in horror, and then looked at Ying Zheng in awe!
The Iron-Blooded Emperor's Secret Technique taught by the royal family of the Blood Qin Empire is actually a technique practiced by puppets? It is conceivable that the meridians and air points of puppets are very different from those of humans. It is really a blessing for Yingzheng to succeed in cultivation! A worthy evaluation!
I can only pity the members of the Blood Qin royal family who died miserably while practicing the Iron-Blooded Emperor Technique for so many years. Their bodies exploded and died one after another. They died unjustly. The reason for feelings is not that they don’t work hard, or that they are not talented enough. It’s actually that the practice itself is not meant for people to practice!
Master Yin didn't bother to pay attention to the weird looks from Wei Yao and others. He just raised his hands high and shouted loudly!
"Penglai, wake up, all warriors, warriors who have saved up for thousands of years! Wake up!"
"The war breaks out again, and we will fight side by side again!"
"To the west, to the west, all the way to the west!" (To be continued,