Chapter 705 The week is like a shell

An Bochen calculated everything again, using the means he was best at breaking the situation.

However, this time it is different from before. The emergence of order and heavenly rules is a misfortune for all sentient beings who yearn for long for longing for life and freedom between heaven and earth. For An Bochen, Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun, it is an extremely dangerous thing.

The three of them and Simajin came to this era. The original purpose was to wait until the year when the world collapsed, disturb the Tongtianzhai Dounu Tower and save the imprisoned Da Kuang Tiger Wolf. Now, the order heaven is about to come. Once the order heaven and earth appear again, from then on, there will be no war. If there is no war, the world will not collapse, and the history of future generations will also change. Once the future changes, several people returned to ancient times and lost their original meaning. Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun competed for the power of the world. An Bochen tried every means to get out of Yuxin's control. At least for a long time before, the future was put on the other side.

"Once the order is established, there will be no collapse of heaven and earth, no Tongtianzhai, and no reflection of the demon tower, how can we return to the future? Is it possible to wait until the breakthrough of Xuanxian or even supreme? I'm afraid that at that time, it doesn't matter whether to go back or not, because the future has changed!"

Lv Fengqi resisted the thunderstorm and muttered to himself with complicated eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to have been hit hard, his whole body was shocked, and a golden rune pattern ignited in the center of his eyebrows, like a dragon dancing.

The Huang Xianren, not far away, happened to look at it and couldn't help but be shocked to see Lv Fengqi's abnormal situation: "Fengqi?"

Meeting the yellow fairy was a pair of cold eyes full of endless hot flames. Even if he was born as the strongest, he couldn't help taking a cold breath and a chill in his heart.

Withdrawing his eyes and looking at Huang Xianren, Lv Feng turned to the prince who was sitting on the sky and casting spells, and suddenly laughed loudly.

"Order Tiantiao, it turns out that this is what you want. Yes, if you get the order and heavenly rule, it is the spokesperson of heaven, and it is also what Lv Feng dreamed of!"

Suddenly, he took back the power to resist the disaster of heaven. Lv Feng rolled out the square sky painting halberd. The painting halberd turned into a golden dragon in mid-air, and Zhou's body exuded the breath of the emperor with supreme majesty. Avoiding the Xuanxian thunderstorm, Lv Feng jumped on the long dragon, stood with his hands behind his back, and flew straight to the prince. He has seen that the three gourds in front of the prince are the top priority to achieve the order heaven. As long as he wins the four things, even if the order is established, it is also his order.

"It's ridiculous."

The prince's eyelids opened a crack slightly, and with a big hand, even if there were more than a dozen gods leading the heavenly soldiers and generals to besiege Lv Feng.

"Hahaha, order heaven, I'm finally waiting."

The cold voice sounded, and big mountains flew from the land of Nanzhou. The mountain was surrounded by monks with fairy wind bones, but the mountain was carried by the huge Nanzhou gods.

Gui Wuqi raised his head and looked at the elephant of the camel mountain flying high, with a furious face.

The person who came is Jiu Chenjun.

With the talent of Jiuchenjun, he has long been "out of the customs" recently. For such a long time before, he did not only focus on cultivating the Qingtian Sword School and the Eight Sword League, but also wantonly supported his cronies in Tianhe Zongli and secretly searched for masters.

"The thief is so bold!"

Seeing that Jiu Chenjun turned a blind eye to him, he became more and more angry. He broke up the thunder that he was resisting and galloped to Jiu Chenjun.

The order is in heaven, and you can take control of the world.

When the initial panic gradually became numb, the seeds of desire came out of people's hearts, took root and sprouted, and instantly grew into a towering tree.

With Lv Fengqi and Jiu Chenjun taking the lead, more and more strong people give up resisting the thunderstorm and fly to the cloud prince. Xiaoqing Master, Wang Ziyue, Huang Xianren, Gui Wuqi, Demon Master, Pseudo-Demon Strong... They gave up their subordinates and disciples one by one, and no longer care whether the land of Sizhou would become devastated by thunderstorms. At this moment, they have only one idea in mind, that is, to seize the order heaven from the heavenly court. Once the order heaven is in their hands, the earth will be at their mercy. It doesn't matter if the four continents are destroyed. At worst, a new four continents will be created.

"People's hearts have always been like this."

The prince seemed to have expected this. He was not worried, let alone panicked.

Stretching out his finger, the prince overthrew the three gourds in front of him one by one.

The dazzling light gushed out of the first gourd, which made everyone's eyes slow down. The overwhelming darkness gushed out of the second gourd, but did not disperse the light, but mixed with the light and converged into a long practice of light and dark intertwined across the sky. From the third gourd, the blue water spewed out, filling the long practice of darkness and light in an instant, just cutting off the route of the four continents.

"In the future, this is the new Tianhe. Light and darkness are also equivalent to time and space. From today on, it is no longer that you can go to the heavenly court if you want to go to heaven.

The prince put away the three gourds and looked at the people who were blocked by the Taigu Tianhe River on the other side, with a proud and fanatical smile on his face.

Once upon a time, he practiced crazily and ate all the hardships that ordinary people could not experience in his life, but because he was deeply fascinated by the first time when he heard about the ancient heyday. From then on, he had only one thought in his heart to recreate the ancient heavenly court. At the beginning, it could only be regarded as a fantasy. Gradually, as he met Xuandu and became a pawn, and after he had the power and power that belonged to him step by step, his unknown fantasy became an ideal, which was no longer so far away.

Finally, until today, everything is going step by step, rising to the stars, rowing the river, even decades earlier than my plan.

The reason why it can be carried out so smoothly in advance is that it is thanks to that man, that fool.

Through the Tianhe River intertwined with light and darkness and the demon monk who struggled to cross the river with the rising star meteor, the prince looked at the Longbei Mountain in Dongzhou from afar. He was the only man left, and the man who crossed the disaster alone with one shot. Such concentration made the prince frown and was deeply puzzled.

"You don't know, even if you become a mysterious fairy... Even if it is supreme, you can only crawl under my order.

The prince's face was uncertain. Finally, he gave up his deep research and sneered, "Well, I didn't expect that the opponent I was waiting for was such an incomprehensible guy."

The situation was so good that it was beyond his expectation. The prince naturally relaxed his vigilance and completely forgot that there was another person, a woman who fell in love with him at first sight and had calculated him once in the heavenly court 60 years ago.

......

"It's almost done."

Suspended on the Longbei Mountain, An Bochen absorbed the mysterious fairy thunder disaster crazily.

The thunder disaster that can destroy the continent was first dispersed by him, and then partially resisted by the crowd, and the rest has been digested and absorbed by An Bochen.

Source power, mystery, and breath are all climbing at an alarming rate, but An Bochen ignored it. He only explored the divine thoughts into the Zhou Tiangong and swept through Sima Jin again and again.

Under the sunshine of the four gods, Sima Jin's vitality has recovered most of her. She sleeps quietly in the Zhoutian Palace. Her body curls up, and her breath is gone, leaving only the navel, just like a baby in the womb.

The day of the week is like a shell, and something is quietly brewing in the dark.