Everyone In The World: Obtain Mythical Great Principle Dao Fruit At The Beginning

Chapter 154 He Bo Rides The Dragon, Heaven Asks Jiu Ge!

"Boom!"

The light of the sword suddenly disappeared, and the roar of the sword rose again.

Jiang Chengqian's sleeves and robe were rolled up, and the blue and white sword light cut through the sky and split into the sea.

In an instant, the sky and the sea split, and the green waves broke out and the blue waves separated.

The sword splits the sky and the sea, and cuts down the long whale across the sea.

The tide fell from the blue sky, and the sky was filled with red blood.

"hold head high!"

At this moment, before the corpse of "Yingyu" fell to the ground, the dragon roared again.

The boundless blue and green tide rushed up from the deepest part of the "Withered South Abyss", condensing into six black Flood Dragons, dragging a luxurious chariot.

I saw the Flood Dragon baring its teeth and claws, and the magnificent chariot.

There is a person sitting on the chariot, wearing ancient royal robes, riding the mighty rivers and seas.

"The wind stirs up horizontal waves, rides on a waterwheel and rides on a lotus cover, rides on six dragons and rides on a dragon."

See this scene.

Jiang Chengqian's heart suddenly became filled with excitement, and his eyes suddenly hardened.

Just because he saw the traces of heaven and earth's karma in the people in the chariot.

"He Bo?"

Jiang Chengqian muttered to himself that while the "Zi Wei Dou Shu" was running, there was a vague will blocking his calculations.

"boom!"

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the "He Bo" riding a dragon chariot, soaring into the sky surrounded by the blue sky tide.

A blazing thunder burst out from his hand.

It's like a long night of thunder and lightning, and the whole world is white when the rooster sings.

In the blink of an eye, blazing thunder struck across the sky and struck Jiang Chengqian.

"If you are too domineering, you are seeking death!"

Jiang Chengqian snorted coldly when he saw this, and pointed his sword into a sword, striking the floating cloud thirty thousand miles away.

"Boom!"

The sword whistles like wind and thunder, and the Sword Intent rises into the sky.

The green and white sword light transformed into blossoming lotus flowers, stretching for thousands of miles, like a sea of ​​lotus clouds in the sky, spread out in an orderly manner.

Blossoming white lotuses, billowing blue clouds, overturning the sky and covering the sea.

The blue clouds in the sky swallowed up the sharp edges and chopped off the six dragons driving the chariot, causing blood to burst out.

Lotus blooms in the sea of ​​clouds, sword energy spreads horizontally, and Sword Intent soars into the sky.

Jiang Chengqian, who was standing out of thin air, looked like Sword Immortal coming to earth, indescribably handsome and elegant.

"In the beginning of the ancient times, who preached it?"

"If the upper and lower parts are not visible, how can we examine them?"

At this moment, the "He Bo" was sitting in the chariot, roaring loudly, and reciting proverbs like ballads in an obscure and ancient language.

In front of his knees, one side appeared out of thin air and was covered with golden patterns, like a small drum flying in the sky.

As the song-like motto sounded, invisible ripples burst out from the phoenix-patterned drum, like blue waves, intertwined with thousands of layers of gauze, protecting the gorgeous chariot.

"Boom!"

Just for a moment.

Thousands of green and white sword lights have fallen in staggered directions, cutting thousands of layers of gauze into pieces.

Seeing this, the "He Bo" whistled in his mouth, and the obscure ancient ballad sounded again.

"Who can be the best between darkness and darkness?"

"Feng Yiwei Xiang, how do you recognize it?"

At the same time, his right hand turned up, as if there was a blue dragon coiling around it, turning into a foot-long green flute.

I saw him holding the dragon flute horizontally in his right hand, tapping the phoenix drum lightly with his left hand, chanting words in his mouth, and playing a long song called "Tianwen".

The songs are simple and vast, the drums are low and the flutes are high-pitched, just like sighs from ancient times, and like the sky manifesting questions.

See this scene.

Jiang Chengqian couldn't help but look surprised, "Dragon flute, phoenix drum, heaven asks nine songs, isn't this a Mythical legend from the Chu region in the early Middle Ages?"

In particular, the dragon flute, phoenix and drum were obviously transformed from Kyushu energy, and were definitely not something that an outside invader like Jin Flood Dragon King could control.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chengqian's sleeves and robes were rolled up, and the murderous intention in his heart was slightly reduced, and he was more interested in exploring.

I want to see the opponent's heel and quality, and even more, I want to spy on who is the person who is blocking my deduction.

In the entire Jiuzhou, apart from the four extraterrestrial demons, there are actually such people?

Jiang Chengqian couldn't help but feel a little curious and even more passionate about fighting.

"Boom!"

The sword whistled like wind and thunder, and the sword light suddenly resembled the tide.

But the "He Bo" stood still, playing the drum with one hand and holding the flute with the other, chanting proverbs in a low voice and singing with emotion:

"Where is the sky? How can it be divided into twelve?"

"The sun and moon are in peace? The stars are in peace?"

"Yin and Yang are three combinations, what is the origin and what is the transformation?"

The ancient songs seem to sound from the depths of people's hearts, torturing the souls of those who hear them.

A strong sense of sadness and desolation is immersed in the vicissitudes and vastness of the songs.

Even Jiang Chengqian couldn't help but feel a little moved, and felt a little sour in his heart. The overwhelming sword light was a bit stagnant.

See this scene.

The "He Bo" played the drum and held the flute, and recited proverbs without stopping, and his high-pitched songs resounded through the sky.

"How many miles has it traveled since it became clear and dark?"

"Ye Guang's virtues are nurtured by death?"

Question after question, the words exhaust the vastness of heaven and earth, the sorrow of life and death, and point directly to the softest part of the human heart.

People can't help but feel the emotion of empathizing with the sufferings of the world.

There is quite a bit of the demeanor of "a song that breaks your heart and soul, but where can you find a close friend at the end of the world".

"Ji Wei Yuanzi, who is the emperor?"

"Since the emperor is so shocked, how can we meet him?"

Under the urging of "He Bo", the song of Tianwen was endless, and the questions were like sharp arrows, constantly piercing Jiang Chengqian's heart and torturing his soul.

It actually moved him, and it was difficult to maintain a calm state of mind.

"What a piece of Tianwen Jiuge!"

Suddenly, Jiang Chengqian let out a long roar, snapped his fingers and sang: "My sword pierces the sun and the moon, and it is so cold that it will last forever!"

Surprisingly, his mood was slightly disturbed. He could no longer deal with it calmly and made the most violent response.

There was a roar, a cloud of heroic spirit and majestic momentum.

Even the sound of Tianwen Jiuge, the vast ancient ballads, was suppressed to the point of being almost inaudible.

"Boom!"

The next moment.

Jiang Chengqian's roar had just started, but the sword light had already fallen.

The sword whistled, wind and thunder arose, and it spread across ninety thousand miles. The sword energy spread across the sky, and the sword light was like rain.

In the fierce wind and thunder, the whistling sword light fell like a violent rainstorm.

"Xuanniao Zhiyi, how can I..."

The "He Bo" remained unmoved and continued to recite proverbs, pushing Tian Wen Jiu Ge to the extreme.

But as soon as the words came out, there was no sound, the dragon's flute, the phoenix and the drum were hoarse and hoarse.

It seems that only one voice is allowed to exist between heaven and earth.

That is the sound of sword whistling, wind and thunder, and the roar of heroic spirit and clouds.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the sword energy surged like the tide, and the sword roared like the sky.

The billowing sword light shines for millions of miles.

In just a moment, the "He Bo" was broken inch by inch in the raging sword light.

Then it turned into curls of green smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Huh? It's actually an illusion?"

Jiang Chengqian raised his sword eyebrows and saw that in the deepest part of the Withering South Abyss, there was another blue sky tide rushing.

"It's not over, is it?"

The next second, Jiang Chengqian shouted impatiently, and the sky turned into a sword light, falling into the deepest part of the Withering South Abyss.

The next moment, the world suddenly changed, and mountains and seas collided head-on!