Zhutian Avenue

"Zhu Tian Da Zong (

Wow~

The vast river is rolling and moving, and I don't know how many waves are in it. Among the waves, there seem to be thousands of fantasy flashes.

The past, the present, and the future, above this long river, infinitely approach a plane.

What has happened, what is happening, what hasn't happened yet, endless fantasies flow in the blossoming waves, a little bit of ‘river water’.

An Qisheng strode across this long river. Although limited by the pressure of an invisible force and unable to jump out of the long river, he was condescending and watching, but there was also an infinite and boundless aura of the past and the future unfolding in front of his eyes.

All the records of all the spirits and the races of the years passed by, before this long river, seemed extremely insignificant.

This is a powerful force beyond imagination, not like a field that mortals can set foot in.

"Every bit is time. If you can cross the line freely, it can be regarded as a time travel..."

An Qisheng had a deep mind, facing this long river, he didn't dare to be careless.

Except for the sight that he saw with a glimpse, he never took a second look, let alone deepened his thoughts on other time and space, which was not something he could easily step into at this time.

It seems that there is a thin line between what you can see and what you do, but in fact it is far away from mountains and seas. Those who cross easily without knowing the depth will inevitably be broken.

An Qisheng naturally understands this truth.

Therefore, even if he has great curiosity about this long river, but perceives the ubiquitous road line, he still insists on resisting restlessness.

Along the ‘medium’ that only he can feel and know, stride towards his destination.

'Arrived.....'

Not long after, An Qisheng's heart moved, and his divine will had already drifted away like smoke, and he sank somewhere in the long river, in a splash of waves.

Hum~~

War chaotic and bloody.

Iron-blooded, ferocious, murder and treasure!

Captive breeding, selling oneself, raising Gu with one's body, accumulating demons with the city, and practicing with people...

The bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no **** crowing for thousands of miles.

Hundred ghosts walk every day, group demons dance, or kill each other, or slaughter one side...

This is a feast for the strong, and the weak, all cry!

All kinds of pictures are constantly circulating in front of you, and they are changing in a flash. It seems that it is only a moment, blurring, and true.

A magnificent picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains came into view.

Six rounds of the sun hung high, the clear sky was cloudless, only a few birds soared, and sometimes swooped down, grabbing unknown beasts.

On the boundless plain, the weeds are higher than people, and in the meantime, there are faint white bones.

call!

On top of the tall weeds, An Qisheng stood still like the wind, and when his thoughts moved, all the touches had truly appeared in his heart.

Slightly moist wind, soil, vegetation, the scent of mosquitoes, beasts and birds, the wild beasts in the mountains and forests chase and fight, and even the scent of bones and decay under the grass and trees is all in your heart.

"Shouyang Mountain!"

An Qisheng's eyes narrowed.

His memory is very good, even though the vicissitudes of life, time and space cycle, he still recognizes at a glance, the mountain peak close at hand is impressively Shouyang Mountain.

Shouyang Mountain a long time ago.

With his mind, he can even figure out how many years is the difference between this time and space when he came.

"Shouyang Mountain 73,200 years ago!"

Standing in the breeze, An Qisheng let out a deep breath, time and space contain boundless mysteries, walking in the process itself is a kind of good fortune that ordinary people cannot reach.

With his eyes closed slightly, information about this time and space has already flowed into his mind.

The Great Zhou Dynasty established the country for nearly 40,000 years, and the Great Xia Dynasty had a national fortune of 30,000. Now, 73,000 years ago, Daxia has not been established.

This era, unlike the buried Daxia, has a complete record in Zeng San’s ancient Confucian history.

Compared to the current world, in this era when sects are in charge of everything, the power of the weak and the strong are shown extremely vividly.

Many sects, including Dao Palace and Mount Xumi, are high above, overlooking all beings in the world, seeming to be raising Gu, but also seemingly indifferent.

The only thing in this era that is better than the world he came from is the practice books scattered all over the world by various sects.

For ordinary people, the only chance to survive is to practice!

"Hmm~~~"

A long scream shook the sky and contained the clouds, echoing the long sky, and then, there was a huge shadow streaming down, vastly covering the mountains.

A huge peacock descended from the sky and landed on the mountains, hovering constantly, and it was its wings that obscured the sky.

And it wasn't until a long time later that the rumbling sound of air burst that was left behind by Qi Yaoyao, like a thunderous explosion, rolled over like a tide.

The raging wind filled the earth for hundreds of miles, the vegetation, the sand, and even the bones that had been buried for a long time were blown into the sky.

"Roar!"

The sound of the long scream has not yet fallen, and among the mountains, a roar is accompanied by the howling of the bad wind.

Amidst the shaking of the earth, a dazzling tiger stands on the hills of the mountains, watching with cold eyes, and a pair of eyes are full of blood and violence!

"expensive!"

"Roar!"

"Yin!"

"what!"

"Huh!"

The tiger climbed to the top of the mountains, with a long roar, and the wind and clouds suddenly changed for thousands of miles. As the hurricane swept through the violent sand and danced, heads of giant monsters followed.

Winding around the mountains, like a dragon python.

Standing up against a giant crocodile in the waterfall-like ocean.

With a mountain in hand, a man stands up, a giant ape that does not know thousands of feet high.

Nearly dark, a pair of civet cats with red eyes.

Coming out of the ground, shaking off the mountains, a ferocious bear.

Together with the giant tiger, the six monsters are on the ground, all roaring at the sky, and the earth-shaking demonic energy ravages the sky, deterring the hovering peacock.

"Huh~"

The five-color peacock screamed, not like the six demon swords, and the phoenix eyes were full of disdain and pride.

There seemed to be no response to the six-headed demon's enemy.

Seems to be waiting for something.

"Great monster, peacock..."

It's not surprising that the six-headed demon turned a blind eye to An Qisheng. He just looked at the scene in front of him and had a vague guess in his heart.

In the sky, the peacock hovered, and above the earth, the six demons were glaring.

The invisible suppressed breath left the mountains in a dead silence, until a deep and heavy cry sounded:

"Moo~"

This bull cry is insignificant compared to the roar of the previous six monsters, but the moment its voice rang, the six big monsters, including the peacock soaring in the sky, all trembled.

"this is......"

An Qisheng's heart moved, and he looked towards the place where he saw that among the tall weeds a few people, a straight-faced young man came slowly with an ox cart.

On the slightly crude ox cart, there were two people, one old and one young.

The old man wore a starch-washed white robe, with long white hair hanging behind him, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and his side was an ignorant child.

"Huh!"

The peacock made a long cry, waved its wings, and nodded slightly to show respect.

The six great monsters in the mountains also died down, converging with a shocking demon spirit.

"It's all here."

I don't know when, the old man above the chariot has already opened his eyes.

"teacher?"

The young man in the air stopped and bowed slightly: "There are mountains here that are not high, and there are waters that are not good. How is it suitable for you to preach?"

"The mountain is not high, there are immortals and spirits."

The old Dao spoke slowly, but his bright eyes did not look at the peacock in the sky or the great monster on the ground, but at the place near the Chichi mountain:

"If you are not famous for a while, you may not be anonymous forever."

As far as his gaze was, An Qisheng stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at him with a subtle expression, as if looking at himself:

"What do you want to tell me?"

Space and time, looking at each other.

Seeing that he had cut off one of the incarnations, An Qisheng frowned in his heart, and the invisible barrier reappeared, preventing him from further contacting the old road on the car wheel.

This is the regulation of the established order of time and space for the insurgents, and there is also an inexplicable force blocking him.

In other words, waiting for him to touch the line of time and space.

The veteran eyes are clear, but with a deep meaning that ordinary people can't understand:

"Skynet is restored, careless and not leaking."

The young man who was pulling the bull was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what the teacher said.

After just one glance, the old Tao took back his eyes and pointed at the place he had seen before:

"Wen Ming, if you come here in the future, don't forget to take a breath stone and set up a stele here."

"Huh? Yes."

The young man was puzzled, but he nodded and remembered the teacher's words firmly.

Although he didn't know why he would come here in the future, but the teacher said he would come, then he would definitely.

"Just here."

The old Dao put on his sleeves, and the old New who was pulling the cart suddenly yelled, crawling on the ground, unloading the reins, and turning around respectfully, kneeling before the wheel. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The young man looked straight and knelt before the chariot.

Not long after, the peacock in the sky converged to the size of a palm and fell on the weeds not far away from the car.

The same is true of the six big monsters in the mountains, dispersing their huge figure, returning to the height of ordinary people and coming forward, kneeling side by side with the old scalper, extremely respectful.

This is a calm and violent picture.

An old man and his boy were sitting in the car seat, and the strange animal in front of the car obstructed the road and bowed to worship, as if waiting for something.

"After three thousand years, your cultivation base has grown, very good, very good."

The old way swept past the beasts in front of the car, nodded slightly, approvingly, and a little sorry: "I have nothing to teach you."

"teacher......"

"The teacher is like a holy, I'm afraid."

"Teacher, don't leave me and wait."

All the beasts speak with anxiety and fear, and the pitch-black civet cat is like a cub abandoned by others, wailing.

Only the peacock and phoenix swept his eyes and looked at the child on the wheel, his voice was clear and sensitive:

"Is he the teacher's closed disciple?"

"peacock!"

The boy in front of the car swept across it coldly: "That's also your junior."

"You are my teacher, he is not my brother!"

The peacock raised his head, but did not look at him, but looked over the chariot.

But even if you face the old ways, you don't bow your head: "You hate me for eating thousands of people when I am ignorant, did you just choose him?!"

"Idiot!"

Looking at the peacock, the veteran sighed: "Humans have human beings, but demons have evil ways, why bother?"

"I can't bear your way, I won't take the path of the old demon!"

Lost flashed in the phoenix eyes, and immediately turned into a tough one. With a long beep, it already fluttered its wings, and suddenly tore the void away:

"Pursuing the truth is only in the straight!"