Summon the Mythical Emperor of the World

Just when the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty shook.

Different corners of the world seemed to feel the oppression of heaven and earth on them, and a monstrous atmosphere broke out one after another.

The master of each imposing manner exudes power far beyond ordinary gods and demons.

There are even several auras that are not much weaker than Xiongba and Dugu Sword Demon.

In a thousand-year-old temple.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims coming and going.

All the pilgrims entered the main hall of the ancient temple and worshipped a holy Buddha statue in the middle of the hall.

This holy Buddha statue has been placed in the hall for at least two hundred years.

Although the ancient temple claims to have a thousand-year history, in fact, it has only begun to flourish in these decades...

Other Buddha statues may crack, collapse and require repeated support by monks...

But only this holy Buddha statue has never had a crack in the two hundred years since it appeared in the hall.

It seems that two hundred years have passed, and it is impossible to leave a trace on this holy Buddha statue...

If things go on like this, the people nearby will be more and more in awe of this holy Buddha statue.

Every once in a while, they will come to worship on purpose.

However.

Just today.

When countless pilgrims pay their respects.

A crack suddenly appeared on the holy Buddha statue.

As soon as this crack appeared, it began to spread, split, and spread.

In a short period of time, the entire holy Buddha statue was covered with such cracks.

"This is?!"

Countless pilgrims widened their eyes and were at a loss.

The monks in the ancient temple also looked miserable.

Click.

Click.

Click.

As the cracks deepened, the entire holy Buddha statue collapsed.

"Ah, ah, run, the holy Buddha is angry!"

"It's over, someone must have made the holy Buddha angry."

"Get out of here quickly, or you will be implicated by the Holy Buddha, and there will be nowhere to cry."

The whole ancient temple completely exploded.

Pilgrims are running.

The monks are also running.

But what no one knows is.

With the collapse of the holy Buddha statue, a figure silently appeared in the ancient temple.

This figure, wearing a Taoist robe, is very young, but there is an extremely old aura in his eyes.

"The world has changed?"

The young Taoist walked out of the ancient temple and felt it for a while, and his expression changed slightly.

"Thousands of years ago, all the gods and demons above the fourth level of heaven joined hands with the heavens and the earth, resulting in this thousand years of time, even if they are amazing, they will stop at the realm of the third level of heaven."

The young Taoist muttered to himself.

"Now, the shackles formed by Juetianditong have begun to loosen?"

There was a hint of joy on the young Taoist's face.

Although it is only slightly loose, this is a hope for the young Taoist.

For this hope, he waited two hundred years!

For the past two hundred years, in order to survive, young Daoists have not hesitated to cultivate both Buddhism and Taoism, transformed into a holy Buddha statue, and accepted the worship of all beings.

"What age is it now?"

"How many of those old friends from that year are still alive?"

The young Taoist turned his eyes and disappeared.

...

...

Lingnan.

Song family mansion.

Song Kun, the head of the Song family, is drinking tea.

"The Tang Dynasty has great talents in the world, such as today's unification, it is right in front of you."

Song Kun's thoughts fluctuated.

Sudden.

at this time.

Between heaven and earth, there is a faint murderous shroud.

"This is?"

Song Kun's expression changed.

only.

Before Song Kun could react.

Deep in the Song family mansion.

Suddenly, a sword intent like divine might erupted.

This sword intent has grown from nothing, and it has become more and more powerful, and it can kill the world.

"Heavenly Sword?"

"Song Zu is out?"

Song Kun was shocked, he stepped out and disappeared in place.

When Song Kun appeared again, he was already standing deep in the mansion.

I saw Song Kun slightly bowed his hands towards the secret room in front of him, and said respectfully, "The Song family is not filial to descendants,

Meet Song Zu. "

After a long time.

The door to the secret room slowly opened.

"Descendants of the Song family?"

"How many years have passed since I retreated?"

A tall figure walked out and asked.

"It has been two hundred years since I returned to Song Zu." Song Kun said respectfully.

"Two hundred years..."

The tall figure's voice became louder and louder: "My Heavenly Sword Song Que, I'm back!"

...

in a valley.

Also walked out of a charming woman.

"The shackles of heaven and earth are loosened?"

The woman was surprised, stretched out her right hand, and squeezed it lightly, as if she was holding the void.

"It's really loose."

The woman looked up at the sky in disbelief.

...

...

Datang's national fortune shook,

I don't know how many old monsters were awakened from their slumber.

The world will meet.

"Is it Your Majesty?"

Xiongba suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of Chang'an.

Although the murderous intention between heaven and earth could not be identified, Xiongba faintly felt that it was caused by His Majesty.

Just when Xiongba was thinking about what happened.

hum! !

Xiongba seemed to notice something, turned his head suddenly, and looked in a direction outside the world.

just now.

Xiongba felt an extremely obscure aura disappear in a flash.

From this breath, Xiongba felt a faint threat.

"The gods and demons of the second heaven?"

Xiongba's eyes narrowed slightly.

Ordinary first-layer gods and demons are not opponents of Xiongba at all.

Only the gods and demons of the Second Layer can slightly threaten Xiongba.

However, ordinary two-level gods and demons are not in the eyes of Xiongba.

Xiongba was astonished, why did the aura of the second-level gods and demons appear?

"Come on."

Xiongba pondered for a moment and said.

"Master."

Zhou Feng and Zhou Yun walked in and cupped his hands.

"During this period of time, I will be strictly guarding, and if there is any change, I will notify the old man in time."

Xiongba looked at Zhou Feng and Zhou Yun and said.

"Follow the order."

Zhou Feng and Zhou Yun left the hall and passed the orders of Xiongba to the members of the World Association.

...

Royal Palace.

Hall of Longevity.

Li Si sat on the throne of the dragon chair, frowning slightly.

Just now, when he was in the national fortune of the Tang Dynasty, he faintly felt the rising national fortune and touched a certain shackle.

"That feeling?"

Li Si's eyes flashed.

Datang's national fortune and the shackles that exist in the shadows will retreat as soon as they touch.

Li Si could clearly feel that with the impact of the Tang Dynasty's national fortune, the shackles in the dark had loosened a little.

"What kind of shackles can restrict the country's luck?"

Li Si became interested.

You know, the national destiny is illusory and has no substance at all.

Li Si was also able to perfectly control the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty only by virtue of the emperor's qi refining technique.

"never mind."

"Don't think about it."

Li Si leaned on the dragon chair and rubbed his eyebrows.

Just now, the moment when Datang Guoyun came into contact with the shackles, the national fortune began to rapidly deplete.

Therefore, Li Si has no intention of continuing to test until he finds out what the shackles are.

After all, the fortunes of the Tang Dynasty were accumulated by Li Si.

Li Si was reluctant to spend it on things that he didn't know the details of.

"Evil King Shizhixuan?"

Information about Shi Zhixuan flashed in Li Si's mind.

The evil king Shi Zhixuan destroyed the whole family of Tang officials, which has touched Li Si's fine line.

Shi Zhixuan must die!

Li Si raised his head slightly and looked at a corner of the hall: "Yanling Ji!"