Chapter 1021 The Number of National Games

"Now, I can only try it first."

In the void, a trace of thought flashed through Fang Yun's mind, and he suddenly shouted loudly. The blue veins burst out, and the real gas in his body burned into a powerful energy. With the help of the role of "the clock of heaven and earth", it passed into the only "law of the earth" in his body.

"Boom!"

Fang Yun's mind was shocked, and the feeling he had experienced appeared again and again. In the world of nothingness, a huge torrent that changed the color of the universe was vast and suddenly hit himself at the speed of thunder. At this moment, Fang Yun immediately felt the huge "law of the earth" and the "law of the earth" as the main trunk, countless extensions, the net-like branch of the rules and branches.

These "branchs" are like human blood, across the whole earth. It's just that nowadays, the impossible rules are broken one after another, and there are a lot of breaks in this huge "law of the earth" "drink!"

Fang Yun shouted loudly, and the magnificent energy in his body immediately washed the whole earth along the vein of the law.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the whole capital was far away, and all the people and the guards felt the earth under their feet and trembled again. Everyone turned pale and exclaimed, thinking that the previous disaster would come again.

Fang Yun closed his eyes tightly, and he paid attention to these flawlessly. It takes a lot of energy to bridge the cracks caused by the power of heaven and earth. Ta Zhouzhou participated in the Battle of Tianao, and the true qi was extremely consumed. Even if Wu Mu helped, it was not completely supplemented. At this time, the real gas is consumed like the water of the sluice, and it can't make ends meet.

"Smoky and charming, wish me a helping hand!"

Fang Yun's voice echoed in the vast space in the clock of heaven and earth: After a short silence, the sound of smoke and charming sounded in Fang Yun's mind: "Don't worry, I'll help you!"

Before the sound fell, a breath of energy that also looked at the rich "law of the earth" was vast and majestic, surging into Fang Yun's body from the clock of heaven and earth. The true qi of Yanshi Meixing is far more than the energy of Fang Yun's seal of the puppet, which is pure and advanced. The true qi of the same soul level, with almost no loss, can be transformed into the true qi of Fang Yun itself.

With the help of Yanshi Meixing's true qi, Fang Yun's true qi rose sharply. Originally, it was just a trembling earth, and the vibration suddenly strengthened. Just in the perception of everyone in Shangjing, several earth plates, which had been static, suddenly moved again.

"Rumble!"

The rumbling sound, like an ancient thunder, came from the four directions of the capital. The two ends of the crack, which were nearly a hundred feet apart, trembled and slowly moved closer.

90 feet, 80 feet, 70 articles...

When the distance reaches more than ten feet, the power of swallowing from the earth is suddenly more powerful. No matter how much true energy Fang Yun inputs, it is like a mud cow, and it can no longer be close.

"Enough, prince! Well, the distance has reached your limit. If you want to get closer, you can't do it!"

The sound of smoke and charming suddenly sounded in Fang Yun's mind, and the light flashed. This charming and charming peerless beauty immediately appeared beside Fang Yun. His beautiful eyes looked at the shrinking many cracks, and the light flashed away, as if he could see something.

"Wow!"

Fang Yun took a long breath, and the sweat on his forehead surged out like pulp for a moment. The robe on his body was soaked in an instant, and he was exhausted. He was already really depleted, and then he forcibly closed the four cracks in the capital, and he was almost exhausted. His face was extremely pale: "Sixteen, eight feet and four lives..." Does it represent the gas limit of Dazhou's existence?"

Fang Yun glanced at the crack beside him, sighed, and smiled miserably. Yan Shi Mei Xing could see it, and of course he could see it.

The number of Dayan is 50, and the number of Tianyan is forty to nine, the only one who doesn't use it.

The limit of the martial artist living in the fetal realm is the power of ninety-nine flying dragons; the limit of the warrior who escaped from the realm is the power of ninety-nine heavenly dragons... There is no number of heavenly planes between heaven and earth. Fang Yun has long been familiar with this.

16 feet, eight feet and four minutes, which corresponds to the history of more than 1,600 years of the Zhou Dynasty. This is the real width of the four big cracks that divide the capital. What Fang Yun healed was just a later vibration, which caused the ground to crack and pull open the gap. In the future, it will not be the current scope of Fang Yun's ability.

"Fang Yun, you retreat."

At this moment, a noble, unparalleled and powerful voice passed through the layers of void and came into Fang Yun's mind from the depths of the Great Zhou Palace.

"Your Majesty!"

Fang Yun was shocked and suddenly looked up at the direction of the capital: Although he could not see it, at this moment, Fang Yun felt the breath belonging to the emperor in the depths of the central purple hall. The breath is as vast as a sea of smoke, covering the sky and the earth, suppressing the whole imperial city workers. "The rest, the joint ride will be dealt with!"

The indifferent voice can't hear any mood swings.

"Boom!"

The next moment, in the depths of Fang Yun's mind, I only felt that a shocking purple gas thunder suddenly broke out in the palace, and then this boundless purple gas suddenly split and turned into four strands, like rivers and seas, from the depths of the earth, along the direction of the four cracks in the upper capital...

"Rumble!"

The crack that had been reduced and could not be reduced shook violently again. A wisp of sword-like dazzling purple gas spewed out from the depths of the ground. Then in Fang Yun's eyes, the huge gap formed by the power of the celestial phenomena trembled and slowly approached. After a few feet, I only heard a "boom", just like four pairs of huge palms closing hard on both sides, with a "bang" at both ends of the crack, lightning closer, without any trace of seams.

"One"

Fang Yun was shocked. This crack doesn't look big, but Fang Yunzhou has tried it. No matter how much real gas is transported, it can't be bridged. These cracks represent the gas limit of the 1,600 years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and have already involved the origin of heaven and earth. It's not human.

However, the emperor, with his amazing cultivation, forcibly bridged the cracks caused by these four heavens and earth!

"Son..."

Fang Yun was also immersed in the power of the emperor against the sky, with the shock of riding. But Yan Shi Meixing was so scared that his voice trembled. Fang Yun is a courtier and prince of the Zhou Dynasty. Of course, he is not afraid of the emperor. But she is a member of the sect! And to be precise, he is still a charming evil person.

At this time, the dynasty and the sect are hostile. Her identity is so special! This and the place told her that it was dead.

At the moment when the breath of the emperor of Zhouzhou rose and took advantage of it, the smoke looked at Meixing and felt like a moth, pounced into the sun. Burned by the boundless real fire. That huge pressure almost makes people collapse.

"Don't worry, I'm protecting you. It will be all right."

Fang Yun came to his senses, and with a move in the palm of his hand, he immediately took the smoke into the clock of heaven and earth. The power of the human emperor is so fierce that it inherits the Taoism of the three emperors and five emperors, making his true qi more hegemonic and pure than Fang Yun. For the evil people with the true qi and yin attribute of Yanshi Meixing, it is really difficult to suffer.

"Thank you, Mr. This is the imperial city. For the people of our sect, it is a forbidden place. During this period, I won't show up. When you get out of the capital, the prince will call me again.

The smoke is good, and the breath is much more stable, but there is still a trace of worry and fear in the voice.

People in the sect only care about strength. The emperor's secular imperial status has no deterrent power to the people in the sect. But his strong strength is comparable to that of the five ancient emperors. For Yanshi Meixingcai, it is equivalent to meeting the ancient five emperors, and the feeling of sincerity and panic is beyond the understanding of others.

"Well, you have contributed a lot in this battle of Tianao. Have a good rest. I'll call you again when I need it."

Fang Yun nodded and said.

Yanshi Meixing is just a small episode. For Fang Yuncai, the key point is still the human emperor. He took a look at the depths of the palace, where there was silence. The breath of the emperor only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared. But in Fang Yun's heart, he was determined.

When bridging the cracks in the earth, although the human emperor took action for a short time. But at that moment, the emperor had already shown his situation with his strong strength. Obviously, in the process of the change of heaven and earth and the dissipation of the dynasty, the impact on the emperor was far less serious than the conjecture.

As long as the strength of the emperor is still there, it is difficult to say what the outcome of this "tiger and dragon-eating" chaos will be. Everything has its own destiny, but a powerful warrior can break Bai's fate.

With his powerful strength comparable to that of the five emperors in ancient times, the emperor bridged the four big cracks of "sixteen, eight feet and four inches, involving the origin of heaven and earth representing the number of the great week...", showing his domineering and ambition of "reforming his life against the sky and defeating the fate of heaven

The unmultiplied is full of variables. In the long river of good luck, the original Fang Yun should have been cut all over the door and died with hatred; but now Fang Yun has changed and turned into a character who shocked the world.

The mystery of fate is nothing more than this!

Fang Yun is more profound than anyone else's experience. The situation is man-made. As long as the monarchs and ministers work together, this sectarian disaster may not be able to survive safely!

"The troubled times have arrived, big man, let's see how I turn into a dragon!" ..."

Fang Yun looked at the dark cloudy sky, and a ray of light flashed in the depths of his pupils. The great week has dispersed, and the sectarian attack will soon come like a storm. Fang Yun had already felt the strong smell of killing in the void. Before the sect's attack comes to Cai, he still has a lot of preparations to do.

"Drive!!"

A sound of carriages came from the south gate. Fang Yun looked down and saw eight dragon-like horses pulling a cyan gold carriage and driving out of the deep palace. As the car goes up, the sign of "Wumu" is clearly visible.

Wu Mu has finished his meeting with the emperor and came out of the deep palace.

Fang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and thoughts flashed in his mind. Then he fell from the air and greeted Wu Mu's car frame: To this day, he really needs to have a good talk with the military god of the Zhou Dynasty.