Chapter 703 The Emperor Comes

"The gods and monsters fall for the world, and the five elements settle the emperor. After all, the first sentence of this poem is still fulfilled. Once in a thousand years, it starts over and over again, and the order of heaven is no more than that.

Three hundred miles south of the east of Longbei, someone sighed.

The four elephants of heaven and earth were devoured by the Anbo dust whale, and they were rushing to Longbei Mountain at a speed that was difficult to track with the naked eye. The places they passed were full of turbulence and wind and cranes, but the place where the man spoke was calm. It was a void that only exposed half of the gap, more like a corridor, and the man who came out of the dragon did not have a trace of vitality. He only held a huge umbrella that could rotate and floated steadily in the air. The four elephants flowed through the white giant umbrella and slid in all directions, silently.

In addition, the man also carried a bamboo basket on his back. There is a puppet and a bamboo pole in the bamboo basket. A discerning person can know that he is a trick at a glance. And if Simajin or An Bochen were present, he would have been shocked. This man was a mysterious middle-aged man, Mr. Yi, who once made it difficult for An Bochen to distinguish between enemies and friends, but had taught the true meaning of power.

"After the end of ancient times, history began to become boring. The gods and monsters fall in love with the world, and the five elements are settled by the emperor. There is a furnace twisting the universe in Dongshan, and the golden boy saint picks it together. The heroes fight against demons and gods, and the death and death are finally empty. It began to be the way of heaven, and returned to the Immortal Dynasty... This is history, the historical order that has never deviated from.

Looking at the man who seduced everyone to resist the disaster on Longbei Mountain in the distance, Mr. Yi said leisurely, as if he had a feeling.

As a descendant of the ancient Tianya Pavilion, Mr. Yi can be detached from the world as long as he is willing, but he jumps into the reincarnation of the world again and again and drifts away in the whirlpool of history. It was not until the year of Da Kuang that he saw the youngest daughter of Wu Zhong Sima's family. He knew that the day he had been waiting for was not far away. Accompanying Simajin until Simajin entered Liuguo and met An Bochen, Mr. Yi was gradually relieved.

A girl who does not belong to this world of heaven and earth, and a teenager who is destined to die but grows up miraculously against the sky at an amazing speed, the combination of the two of them may be an opportunity for historical liberation, so that the historical order of heaven and earth can return to ancient times and develop freely, not limited by that. Four poems. That poem is nothing, but it is just the music of the mixed monkey who is the most good at changing stars in ancient times. Among them, there is no magical power he added for fun. And because this poem comes from the mouth of the ancient saint Liu Er, when it is discovered in every historical period, it is always given great hope, and everything depends on it. Every time it is fulfilled, it shouts magic. As a result, year after year, year after year, the historical order has been inadvertently formed. As the saint in white said, the poem is false. The reason why it comes true is that there are too many people who believe in it. They are the strong of every era and lead the trend.

The historical order has been formed, and even the great sages in Yuxin can't turn it around. The historical order is different from other orders. It is almost a heavenly way that crosses countless history and space, such as the cicada wings and the moon in the water. Forcing it to change will only be self-defeating and destroy the history after ancient times. Therefore, it can only be slowly repaired from the inside and needs someone who can change the fate of history.

"After experiencing two disasters of poetry, it is also unique. Unfortunately, what you have done and what is about to happen still can't change the historical order.

Mr. Yi shook his head, and his disappointment overflowed with words.

People are like this by nature. When they encounter poems such as hymns, they inevitably want to lean up and think they are proud. Few people will think about whether changing the prophecy of the poem will create a better world.

"The five elements will settle the emperor, and the emperor will also appear."

Looking at the four spirits converging towards An Bochen, Mr. Yi muttered to himself.

Almost at the moment when his voice fell, the night light flashed, but the rolling night clouds opened a crack, and the murderous atmosphere in the cracks was buried with thousands of soldiers.

"Oh no!"

The leaders of the four continents who are struggling to resist the natural disaster are not good.

It was not until then that they remembered the heavenly court that gradually disappeared after the Battle of Tianhe. Although the heavenly court was defeated and its strength was greatly reduced, it had the power to counterattack the four continents at a critical time, such as now.

The white-dressed saint frowned. Although the demon leader hidden in the magic cloud did not say a word, everyone could notice that his evil intentions were much heavier.

Whether the monks, pseudo-demons or demons of the four worlds are resisting the thunder disaster that is scattered by An Bochen and is far more powerful than the ordinary Xuanxian disaster. The pseudo-demons and the demons are looking for the central four continents. If the thunderstorm falls, even if they get it, it is just a ruin. But if you resist the thunderstorm here and the attack of the heavenly army, it will be the end of the destruction of the whole army.

"Silver gun, you hide the evil heart!"

A monk shouted.

Almost everyone cast a resentful look at An Bochen, including Lv Fengqi, who was once in the same line. In their hearts, An Bochen has become a great demon who has been buried with people all over the world just to vent his anger. He is extremely guilty.

Even if An Bochen is hated by thousands of people, he doesn't care at all. After being baptized by many thunderstorms, An Bochen is experiencing the final transformation both in breath and Taoism. The disaster of Xuanxian is the last disaster experienced by immortals. From Xuanxian to supreme cultivation, you have to rely on another method without crossing the disaster. Unlike the previous thunderstorm that smashed him into pieces, this thunderstorm did not cause half a trace of damage to An Bochen. On the contrary, it was all "swallowed" into the body by An Bochen.

Although monks, pseudo-demons and demons hated An Bochen, they were also shocked by his unprecedented way of crossing the disaster.

When the thunder rolled down in front of An Bochen, it turned into strands of silk. From his ears, eyes, mouth, nose and pores of his whole body penetrated into the body, and at the same time, there were four elephants that penetrated into his body. An Bochen, standing in mid-air, is like a black hole, constantly absorbing all the spirits that can be absorbed. In this case, it is not that An Bochen is gifted, but because he who understands Zhou Tian, after returning to ancient times, he opened the Tianque in his body, set up Zhou Tiangong, and officially achieved Zhou Tian. For Lingyun and Leijie, An Bochen is both a robber and a Sunday.

The way of the week is endless, but there is one of the simplest, which is to tolerate everything.

Fortunately, An Bochen's gun was absorbed by shattering the thunder disaster with Zhou Tian's four elephant magic guns. Otherwise, such a huge thunderstorm would come at once, and An Bochen could not bear it even if he was Zhou Tian's representative.

As An Bochen absorbed more and more spiritual dragons and thunder disasters, the breath leaked from his body became more and more horrible. The demon leader hidden in the dark clouds gasped more, and the refracted white-clad holy eyes condensed, and Xiaoqing and others also changed their colors. So An Bochen, once he is allowed to overcome the thunder disaster and become a mysterious immortal, who is his opponent all over the world?

Even if everyone wants to stop it, they can't stop it. An Bochen has done everything. Lei Jie and the heavenly army alone are enough for them to have a headache, and how to take care of An Bochen.

This time, the pseudo-demons attacked together, but it made An Bochen turn the world around again and become a well-deserved winner of Longbei Mountain. But An Bochen couldn't see half a ray of smile on his face, and his expression was almost numb. His thoughts entered the Zhou Tian Palace again and again. Although Sima Jin was entered by the four gods in turn, his breath was still intermittent and did not wake up.

An Bochen dragged the world to be buried, angering all sentient beings, and ninety-nine for Simajin.

Raising his head from the "thunderstorm" of deep purple like stars all over the sky, An Bochen looked at the man with silver hair with a mask standing in front of thousands of troops and horses in the clouds.

At this moment, the prince also looked at him with indifferent eyes.