Chapter 707 Grabbing Heaven

"Sure enough, history is beginning to repeat again."

Everyone is paying attention to the order that is about to be established. Only Mr. Yi turned his eyes to An Bochen, holding a compass with a smooth surface and full of beads inside. The beads originally gathered together in the compass are sliding around with a track that is difficult to track with the naked eye.

Differing from the development path of any force in heaven and earth, Mr. Yi's historical school gradually broke away from the Taoist system. Instead, it tends to create various organs and utensils. It seems that it is not good-looking, but in fact, it has the power to be close to the fairy magic weapon. For example, Mr. Yi's hand is used to test the change track of heaven. The compass.

"The gods and monsters fall in love with the world, and the five elements settle the emperor. There is a furnace twisting the universe in Dongshan, and the golden child saint picks together... If I remember correctly, this is already the thirty-six thousand six hundred and eighty-eight chess pieces in the prince's picture. As a result, it is still the same as the previous 3,687 chess pieces, falling into a cycle of historical order and can't get rid of those four poems.

Mr. Yi sighed.

Nowadays, he no longer has any hope for An Bochen and Simajin.

Staring at An Bochen, who had just crossed the disaster, Mr. Yi couldn't help but think of his life. From the dream of the future next to the last sentence under the month of Liujing that year, to his growth and rise all the way, until he finally discovered the fact of the existence of Yuxin. For this chess piece, Yu's heart only took action once, which was to let him dream of the future under the seven words of Mr. Li, and he has never interfered in his fate since then. But there is always a kind of people in the world. They are born with peerless swords. They only need to wipe off the dust, and they can pay attention to the world.

Such a peerless famous sword, together with An Bochen, has a total of 3,6,278. They have achieved success in their era, but in a sense, they are all losers.

And the only special thing about An Bochen for Mr. Yi is that he is accompanied by Simajin, who is not tied to fate.

Because of Simajin, Mr. Yi still chose to stay and watch their last counterattack.

......

After the silver and white mask, the prince's face also turned pale. Tianhe is divided into the ascension of three hundred and sixty-five ancient main stars. Although most of them rely on the magic weapons he has collected over the years and the power of the gods in heaven, he also needs to recite spells and cast spells to extract the order heaven from the new Zhou Tianxuan ao and morality, which is not an easy thing.

Taking a long breath, the prince's body was shaky. He tried to focus on the furnace tripod in front of him, and his eyes were like a god, shooting out seven-colored flames and igniting the bottom of the furnace. There seemed to be boiling boiling water in the stove, and in an instant, rolling steam came out. Not only this stove, but not long after, the Tianhe River intertwined with light and dark also rolled like boiling, with big bubbles floating in the sky, and the monks and demons in the distance were stunned.

"It's so stupid. I can only do useless work."

Looking at the people on the other side of the Tianhe River, the prince sneered.

He took a deep breath and looked forward to the inside of the furnace tripod. At this time, 365 ancient main stars had taken their place, and the world had gradually moved from chaos to stability, waiting for the prince to extract the order of heaven and officially respect the world.

"Order Heavenly... Let's get up!"

The complex printing method was pinched out in his hand, and the ancient and solemn breath rose from the prince. He was still very weak, but his eyes behind the mask emitted a terrible light, and his spirit was extremely strong, and his long hair flew without wind to the back of his head.

"What is that?"

"If you shouldn't ask, don't ask..."

"That should be what His Royal Highness said about the order."

"Idiot, you still say Your Highness! The order has appeared, and from then on, I'm afraid there will be only one emperor left in the heavenly court.

The heavenly soldiers and gods surrounded by the clouds in the sky looked at the thing that was slowly rising from the furnace tripod and talked in a low voice.

Climbing up in the furnace tripod is a round column with golden brilliance.

The furnace tripod is full of smoke and clouds. Although the column rises to the size, the momentum is like climbing between the nine heavens. When it climbs to the highest place, all sentient beings under the nine heavens can't compete with it.

"Order Tiantiao!"

The prince stared at the mountain-like golden pillar with hot eyes, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

He is not unfamiliar with this order heaven. In ancient times, for a long time, the order heaven was the highest and earthly mountain between heaven and earth, which was not good. Those who are not good, in the day of the week, no one is respected, and all sentient beings need to crawl under the order of heaven. Until the birth of the saints and the education of the world, more and more strong people appeared in batches, found flaws in the order of heaven and earth, and jointly destroyed the chaos, and abolished the order.

Those are the past. The past has spanned several eras and countless eras. Now there are no strong people in ancient times who can find flaws in the order of heaven and earth, so the order of heaven is the way of heaven.

The prince endured his inner ecstasy. He trembled and stretched out to the order in the eyes of the practitioners of the whole world.

At the moment when he touched the order of heaven, the prince was so excited that he burst into tears. In order to endure humiliation and suffer all kinds of hardships today, others only saw that he was born in the family of the Emperor of Heaven, and was full of power. Who could see the bitterness and pain behind the glory?

However, just as the prince was about to take off the order, his eyes were full of haze, and a trace of surprise and anger filled his eyebrows.

In a blink of an eye, the sky and the earth shook, the earth was flat, and the mountains and rivers were smashed. The 365 ancient main stars that had just risen shook, and an indiceptible gap was opened in the middle of the Tianhe River intertted with light and dark.

What's going on?

Everyone was stunned. They looked back and saw the picture that was destined to be unforgettable for the whole life.

Under the stars and moon, the woman in white raised her arms and hung in the night sky. She closed her eyes, as if she were asleep. The woman has a beautiful body like the ups and downs of mountains and rivers, her skin is as crystal clear as snow and full of tension. Her long black and soft hair, including long eyelashes stained with crystal night dew, all follow everyone's pupils straight to the bottom of her heart. This is a kind of beauty that makes it difficult for them to describe in words. It is magical and natural, as if it is a wonderful face woven into the dreams of all men in the world.

This woman's face is like a gift from God.

Just as everyone, including the prince, lost their mind for a moment and fell into Sima Jin's face, only An Bochen turned into a meteor, got into the cracks of Tianhe with a gun, and flicked thousands of miles to take the furnace tripod in the prince's hand.

Simajin's current state is very wonderful, so even An Bochen can only explain half of it, but An Bochen faintly feels that Simajin's falling into this magical state of sleep is absolutely beneficial. Even in the half-dream and half-awake, Simajin still pinched the fingerprints in an impeccable and elegant manner, and the ten fingers bloomed with a chaotic and stable contradictory rhythm. The abnormal movements of the world, the flatness of the earth, and the smashing of mountains and rivers all seem to come from her fingerprints.

At the moment when the order of heaven was born, Simajin finally set up her own mystery between heaven and earth, collapse and stability, which is also the only mystery that can affect the order of heaven at this moment.

"Oh no!"

The prince took the lead in reacting and scolded in his heart.

He forcibly turned his greedy eyes, stared at the order in the furnace, and grabbed it again.

"Hung!"

The sound of gold and stone hitting each other resounded through the four continents of heaven and earth, which also made the monks and demons who had fallen into the spirit restored the Qingming Dynasty.

What appeared in front of them was a silver gun across the Tianhe River. One end of the silver gun was held in the hand of the man in a green shirt, and the other end was in the palm of the silver-faced prince.