Great Yinxian Dynasty

The power of the heavens gave Chen Jiu a lot of confidence, and the endless power was enough to destroy everything that was obstructed.

This time Chen Jiu miscalculated.

It was indeed a miscalculation. I saw that the blood mixed with the blood of the shaman and the mist between the eyebrows, ignoring the power of Chen Jiu's law, instantly touched Chen Jiu's fist and melted into the body.

"boom".

The shaman burst into pieces again and became a blood mist.

The next moment, I saw the Wuzi resurrected and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Chen Jiu, Xiaoye won't play with you anymore."

Chen Jiu's expression was ashen as he watched the Wuzi driving away from the light, illusory fluctuations began to appear all over his body, and folds had appeared within a few breaths.

"This is the power of time" Chen Jiu's hands flashed over time, constantly suppressing and refining the drop of blood in his body.

After thirty breaths, Chen Jiu's eyebrows were filled with strands of white hair, turning into a middle-aged appearance.

"This is the ancient mystery of my witch clan, the poison of the years left by the ancestor of time, no matter who it is, except for taboo power, he will die old, and if you can replace the Tianjiao, it is just a piece of loess." But Zi suddenly came out of the void.

"The poison of years" Chen Jiu muttered to himself without looking at the shaman in front of him.

"Huh, it was great to play in this seat before, but now I am unhappy in retribution, let's see how this seat concocts you" Wuzi showed schadenfreude, and did not seem to feel any shame in falling into the trap.

"The Long River of Time" Chen Jiu has a large river one hundred feet long and ten feet wide.

The big river is surging, all living beings have no origin, no end. The shaman is only thirty feet away from Chen Jiu, and he is immediately washed by the long river of time.

A thousand years of breath.

The sorcerer flew back and sacrificed the divine artifact of life and death, and with the help of the power of reincarnation, he resisted the power of time. Just fled out of the Misty River of Time and Space.

In the long river of time, don't move around, otherwise you will get lost in endless time and space and become a pile of dead bones.

"The Power of Time" said the shaman in horror, a thousand-year life span is nothing to the shaman. But it was distressing enough.

Chen Jiu hummed coldly and started to suppress the poison in his body.

"Time reversal" Chen Jiu gritted his teeth and said.

The poison of the years, as the name suggests, is the poison related to time. The nine thousand laws of Chen Jiuwan can break everything, but it cannot break time. So the poison of the years passes the law of Chen Jiu's fist smoothly and enters the body. .

The long river of time fights the poison of time and space, and I don't know how effective it is.

They all say that the ship capsized in the gutter. I miss Jingzhou, but so be it.

Time went backwards, constantly obliterating the power of the poison of the years. As time went back, Chen Jiu began to gradually regain his youth and his skin regained its luster.

Over there, Wuzi saw that Chen Jiu was about to crack his hole. Escape completely.

The first time pretending to escape was just hiding aside to see if Chen Jiu was really poisoned by the years, so as not to be caught by Chen Jiu. Lost his life.

After seeing that Chen Jiu really had been poisoned by the years, he boldly jumped out, ready to see how Chen Jiu was tortured to death by the poison of years.

Seeing pity in the sky, the wild laugh in Wuzi's heart finally killed this big killer.

It's a pity that the pride didn't last for a few breaths. First, they were told that they didn't intend to cut their life span of a thousand years. If it weren't for life and death, they had to be trapped alive in the long river of time.

Seeing Chen Jiu gradually regaining his youth and dissolving the poison of the years, Wuzi was flustered. With this killing star and detoxifying medicine, don't completely end your family here. Although you can be resurrected if you are immortal, who wants to endure the taste of life and death.

Not long after Wuzi escaped, Chen Jiu's forehead bursts of green smoke, a black air forced out of his brows, and annihilated in the long river of time and space.

Slowly opened his eyes, revealing the color of lingering fear in his heart: "Sure enough, I still underestimated the heroes of the heavens. If it weren't for a long time, I would really explain here."

Chen Jiu did not move, and continued to sit cross-legged and meditate.

Although the poison of the years was removed, the hidden wounds could not be recovered for a while, and the rich innate aura slowly flowed out, nourishing Chen Jiu's body, and purifying the internal organs.

The outside world is in chaos at this time, and the news of life and death and the birth of the judge's pen affects the mighty minds of the heavens.

What does life and death record? As long as you are not a fool, you can know what it means.

Who wants to have one more heavenly king on top of his head, who is in charge of his lifespan and his own life and death?

Therefore, as soon as Life and Death Bo was born, it set off a huge amount of people in the world: "Looking for a shaman, snatching life and death."

After Chen Qian returned to the palace, he was angry, and after breaking the number of vases, he finally calmed down under the comfort of Concubine Yi.

Concubine Yi held Chen Gan's waist with both hands, and pressed her face to her chest: "What's your majesty's anger?".

Chen Gan took a deep breath: "The Confucian deceived people too much, so Wang Mingyang didn't put me in his eyes. He actually rebelled against me and had a murderous intent on me. How can you tell me to calm down?"

Concubine Yi’s eyes flashed with a gleam, and she said delicately: "Is it a king in the world, or a courtier in the land of the earth, that Wang Mingyang dares to do this, it’s really boring. Your Majesty will help you with the luck of the human race. Killed the matter".

Chen Gan shook his head: "Wang Mingyang still has one step to prove the Sacred Heart, immortality, it is not so easy to kill him."

"Your Majesty" Concubine Yi raised her head.

"Huh?" Chen Gan lowered his head and looked at Yi Fei's head.

"Your Majesty wants to kill Wang Mingyang. It's difficult and difficult, and easy is easy." Concubine Yi's fingers drew circles on Chen Qian's chest.

"Is Concubine Ai, how can I breathe out a nasty breath for me? If I can get rid of this great worry for me, I will naturally have many rewards." Chen Qian was shocked.

"Your Majesty, Wang Mingyang is the saint of Confucianism. After all, he cannot escape from the word Confucianism. How the dynasty of the world changes and destroys the new life will have little effect on their Confucianism." Concubine Yi said, showing a fox smile: To kill Wang Mingyang will cut Wang Mingyang's foundation and cut off Confucianism."

Chen Gan suddenly realized, and he was overjoyed: "Exactly, why can't I not Wang Mingyang, how can I not be this ordinary scholar? I want to uproot the power of Confucianism by ordering the ban guard to lead the literary prison.

As soon as the emperor moved, the humane aura naturally reacted accordingly. The Confucian Qiqi, which was originally closely attached to the humane aura, was slowly separating. The people of insight in the world immediately understood what was happening, so he was overjoyed. Outsiders celebrated wildly. Once Confucianism is squeezed out of the court, the rest of the miscellaneous families will take the opportunity to rise. This is great luck, a big cake, and once again a hundred schools of thought are inevitable.

As a teacher, Li Mingyuan wore a hair crown, frowned and looked at the void. He kept pinching his fingers and stopped for a long time. He slowly said, "Chen Gan is playing with fire. Wang Mingyang made a wrong move. Confucianism is over. ".

In Yuzhou City, Wang Mingyang was slowly flipping through a book. Behind him, Li Ru showed anxiety, scratching his head and twitching his clothes.

"Li Ru, why is it so restless?" Wang Mingyang said warmly.

"Teacher~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The emperor clearly came to my Confucianism. Why is the teacher so calm? If this continues, my Confucianism will be over." Li Ru crackled.

Wang Mingyang's movements became stiff, and then slowly softened, and sighed slightly: "What else can I do? Is it possible that I should go to Beijing to find the emperor to make a theory."

"This..." Li Ru was speechless.

"My Confucian power is deep-rooted, so why be afraid of the dynasty? The big deal is that everyone will break up. The chaos is restored in this world, and my Confucianism is the opportunity to choose a new master again." A flame of ambition in Li Ru's eyes began to burn.

Wang Mingyang put down the book in his hand and looked up at the sky: "Choose another new lord? Haha, now the prince is young, and before the opportunity to enter the ceremony, there are many vassal kings around him, and the entire middle area is under the control of the princes. Even if the world is in chaos, it will still be in the hands of the Chen family."

Speaking of this, Wang Mingyang showed a hint of sarcasm: "Chen Huanguo is really a no-brainer. I have roughly sensed his path, but unfortunately it is too late. We shouldn't let Chen Qian ascend to the throne. Chen Gan is not an ideal. Lord". (To be continued...)

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