Big brother lost again

Page 179

"What should we do now?"

The eight heavenly kings looked at each other, and they all saw in each other's eyes the expression of being unable to get off a tiger. This time, they really couldn't get off the stage.

If you make a move, I'm afraid it will be miserable.

But it’s all about this, if they admit it, their reputation will be completely ruined, and they are not allowed to do this as the pride of the Great Emperor!

"Okay, let's call it a day..."

At this time, an extremely old voice sounded, like a whisper from a coffin, with a decayed and petrified breath.

"Wow!"

Above the sky, an extremely huge golden phantom appeared. He sat cross-legged, and the huge Dharma image completely enveloped the entire square.

"National Division!!"

Seeing this figure, the eyes of everyone in Gu Yan Dynasty shone with excitement, as if they had seen the backbone.

The national teacher is the protector of the ancient Yan dynasty, and even every generation of emperors must be courteous to him and accept his teachings.

Because not only his strength is terrifying, but also his seniority is too high.

No one knows how long he lived, or even when he became a national teacher. There is a saying that he was a follower of the ancestor!

"Ok?"

Even the Golden Lion Emperor frowned slightly.

He felt a little pressure.

"Om-"

About this time, a huge cyan vertical eye appeared in the sky, as if looking down on the common people's eyes of heaven, and in that pupil, sat cross-legged an old man with immortal demeanor.

"Hahaha, has it finally started?"

Another laugh sounded, and a phantom of a clear fairy lake appeared in the sky, filled with fairy energy, and every drop of water seemed to be able to reflect the reincarnation of all living beings.

"The old man just shot directly."

A slightly mocking voice sounded, and I saw a huge fishing net erupting from one point, covering the entire square in an instant, and then continuing to extend, covering the island, covering the suspended continent, and continuing to spread...

"Shh!"

The four fishing lines fell, entangled Prince Yan Qingliu and the three heavenly kings, and then disappeared. Then, one after another of crystal clear silk threads spread out from them.

Thousands of threads of cause and effect!

These lines are thick and thin, but most of the thick lines are hovering in the sacred land, which means that the people who have the deepest relationship with them are in the sacred land, and even tracing back to the source, it can be found that they are all ancient geese. Dynasty people.

There seems to be no problem.

"How could this be?"

The phantom of the petrified old man in the sky frowned and said to himself, "Did I guess wrong? There is no mysterious organization at all?"

According to his prophecy, when the false crown prince ascends the throne, the real crown prince will come out to stop him, and as long as those who defend the false crown prince are related to the mysterious organization plotting against the Ancient Yan Dynasty.

But now, borrowing the method of cause and effect of a fisherman and woodcutter, there is no trace of the mysterious organization at all. Could it be that he is really thinking too much?

Soul exchange, just some kind of unknown coincidence?

He has lived for a long time, has seen many strange things, and knows that there are many things in this world that cannot be explained by common sense...

"Delusional!"

At this moment, the giant blue eyes in the sky suddenly shone, shooting out a blue light, covering Prince Yan Qingliu.

I saw a very thick silk thread slowly appearing outside his body. This silk thread seemed to be covered up by some kind of profound mysterious power before, but now it is revealed.

This thread is golden!

It directly pierced through the sacred vast land, shuttled between the heaven and the earth of the ancestral realm, and then directly penetrated the barrier of the ancestral realm, and entered the lower universe...

It can even be seen that on this silk thread, there is a trace of extremely rich golden light passing through, this is... the power of luck!

"it's here!!"

There was murderous intent in the eyes of the petrified old man. It turned out that the mastermind behind the scenes used this method to steal the luck of the Ancient Yan Dynasty?

If the fake crown prince ascends the throne, then this golden thread will expand countless times, causing the sea of ​​luck of the Ancient Yan Dynasty to burst directly, and the luck accumulated for countless years will be wiped out!

But at this time, Yu Wuya, who hadn't shown up, suddenly flashed his eyes, because his clone left in Ziyuan Realm found something abnormal!

A golden thread unexpectedly appeared from nothingness, it directly connected the Purple Abyss Realm and the Upper Realm, and brought a steady stream of luck from the Upper Realm, spreading it to the heaven and the earth...

"This...it turned out to be like this..." How quick his thinking is now, he thought of the cause and effect of this incident almost instantly.

With such miraculous means and such motives, in Ziyuan Realm, it seems that there is only one who has already become a legend... Ying Jiutian!

"It's no wonder that in the lower realm of Ziyuan, nine saints can be born at the same time, and each of them is extraordinary. It turns out that this luck comes from this way."

It is very difficult to produce saints in the lower world. In fact, it is not a problem of shackles, but a problem of luck. A world has limited luck, and it is difficult to raise so many strong people.

Make bricks without straw!

And Ziyuan Realm, an ordinary lower realm, has raised so many freaks at once, which is a big problem.

He felt strange before, but now he finally understands.

This is all thanks to Ying Jiutian!

Of course, Ying Jiutian might do this mainly to pave the way for his wife and children.

It's just that Ying Jiutian never expected that so many freaks would suddenly appear in Ziyuan Realm, Jiang Chen, Qin Shuang, Hong Yuan, Wu Dachao... Yu Wuya!

With so many people, all their luck was divided up at once, and the Sea God and the Ying family brothers and sisters only got a small part.

"Suddenly I feel...that guy is miserable."

He was deeply moved, and suddenly showed a weird smile.

After careful calculation, it seems that most of the luck in the Purple Abyss Realm has been taken over by him. Since he has taken control of the general trend of the world in the Ziyuan Realm, the luck in the Ziyuan Realm has been continuously converging towards him. , and even one of the reasons why it can take a new path.

This, he also discovered recently.

Chapter 2, Yan Qingqing's Tears, Thank You for Accompanying Me This Way

"Hmph, today, I'm going to uproot the black hands behind the scenes!"

The petrified old man looked at the causal line with a terrifying murderous intent on his face. This kind of behavior that shakes the foundation of the dynasty is absolutely unforgivable.

I saw the glow between his brows, a ray of spiritual thought shot above the causal line, and then stretched out along the golden silk thread, trying to trace back to the source!

Not far away, Yu Wuya narrowed his eyes slightly.

This is not acceptable, if the old man finds Ziyuan Realm, no matter what, there will always be some unforeseen troubles.

So, he closed his eyes.

"puff!"

The next moment, the golden line of cause and effect was directly disconnected at the barrier of the ancestral world, and even the spiritual thoughts of the petrified old man were bounced back.

"hateful!"

The spirit of the petrified old man returned, and then the huge phantom showed anger on his face, as if he had punched cotton.

In his opinion, since the other party broke contact unilaterally, they must be unable to beat them, so they chose to survive by docking their tails.

The same is true.

There are so many giants on their side, and there are several ancient ancestors buried in the ancestral land of the dynasty. If they really want to fight, they will definitely be able to uproot each other!

It's a pity that the other party escaped...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became and the more unwilling he became.

As a result, a very oppressive atmosphere diffused unscrupulously, causing the world to change color, as if it could trigger the end of the world at any time.

"Old friend, think about it."

At this time, the fisherman sighed, and said: "Anyway, this line has been broken, and it is impossible for the other party to continue to steal the luck of the Ancient Yan Dynasty."

The petrified old man's face softened a little upon hearing this.

But my heart is still heavy.

Since the other party can do it once quietly, he can do it a second time, and he feels uneasy if the culprit is not found out.

"Don't think about things that can't be done, the most urgent thing now is to get the prince's body back."

At this time, the old man Xianhu said.

Immediately, everyone's eyes fell on Yan Qingqing and Crown Prince Yan Qingliu again, and everyone's expressions became serious again.

Several heavenly kings had a dispute over this matter before, and the root of the problem was that they had no way to exchange their souls without damaging the inheritance in the primordial spirit.

Several heavenly kings can't do it.

So, can these old men do it?

The petrified old man was silent for a long time, then looked at several old men, who shook their heads silently, and finally he looked at the Golden Lion Emperor.

"I have no idea."

The Golden Lion Emperor shook his head expressionlessly.

It's just that looking at him like this, many people showed suspicion. After all, everyone heard what he said before clearly.

"Even if I carry a large formation on my back and hold my beloved with one hand..."

From this sentence, it can be seen that the Golden Lion Emperor has thoughts about the real prince. Under such circumstances, is he really willing to let the real prince change his body?

Yan Qingqing looked up at this servant who was much taller than her, and even looked a little strange. Her lips moved, but she didn't speak in the end.

There are some things she can't say.

In fact, along the way, she discovered many things, or in other words, she was not stupid or blind in the first place.

She knew why the other party had been following her.

Although she didn't understand it, it was the fact. She didn't know what was going on in his heart, and she never dared to ask.

But she knew that at this time, anyone could talk to him, but she couldn't...

Even if he really has a way, she can't ask!

"Actually... I have a solution." At this time, a leisurely voice sounded.

Whoa!

Everyone's eyes turned instantly, and fell on a figure in white clothes that suddenly appeared, and then each of them showed shock and fiery colors in their eyes.

"No Holy Monarch!"

"It's the Boundless Sage!"

The title of Sage Monarch Wuya is known to everyone in Ziwei Tianyu, even if they have never seen it before, they have heard of it, and once they have seen it, they will worship it even more!

Because they never understood the words of Sage Monarch Wuya.

And their friends and seniors also don't understand, but they instinctively feel very mysterious and unfathomable. In short... they don't understand it!

"Holy Monarch..."

Yan Qingqing looked at Yu Wuya at this time, with mixed feelings in her heart, it seemed to be the kindness of meeting an old friend in a foreign country, and it seemed to be the grievance of seeing her parents.

I still remember the first time we met, she wanted to take him in as a servant, but was rejected, and she didn't care about it at the time, after all, he was just a person from the lower realm.

Later, he became stronger and stronger, and the things he did were shocking.

Then, he gradually became unfathomable.

Later on, he became a well-deserved myth in the Purple Abyss world, and he seemed to have changed into a different person, no longer so hard-edged, and more tolerant.

He seemed to have a sense of responsibility towards the Purple Abyss Realm, and looked at all beings in the Purple Abyss Realm as if they were his own descendants, with gentle eyes.

And when she ascended, she looked at him again, feeling different again, feeling like he was a parent, watching his children go away...

Ziyuan Realm is her second home.

And Wuya Shengjun is the head of that family!

Unknowingly, tears flowed from her eyes, and she didn't know why she was like this. Perhaps, this body really changed her a lot.