"Those four prophecies are actually fake."

The man in white smiled and said, his voice was not loud, but it seemed like a bolt from the blue was exploding in everyone's ears.

How could it be fake?

An Bochen showed no belief. When he was in the Southern Desert, he witnessed the fulfillment of the prophecy with his own eyes. Although it was only the first three sentences, every sentence was fulfilled and every word was true.

The leader of Xiaoqing, Gui Wuqi and others were also full of absurdity. If the ancestors had not found the Qiankun Furnace of the Dongshan Mountain from these four prophecies, they would not have been able to seal the most prosperous pseudo-demon.

"puff......"

Sweeping everyone, the man in white sneered.

"It's hard for you to be stubborn and have a rigid mind after practicing.

"The reason why I say these four prophecies are false is that they only represent one law and an order under the highest way of heaven. As for the poem itself, it actually does not have much meaning."

As he said that, the man in white smiled and said, "I think you can't understand it either."

Others may not understand it, but it does not mean that An Bochen cannot understand it. On the contrary, the man in white said something like a enlightenment that made An Bochen, who had begun to study order very early, wake up like a dream.

The way of heaven is impermanent, ever-changing, and opportunities and destinies are repeated.

Every slight fluctuation will cause things that were originally on a straight line to develop in different directions, just like the blink of an eye of the King of Jiuchen. Therefore, even if it is supreme, it is impossible to accurately judge the direction and results of future events, and it is even more impossible to use a prophecy to predict the era that has been separated by tens of thousands of years.

However, the laws of heaven have their own laws, and the ever-changing changes never leave them.

As the White-clothed Holy Clan said, the prophecy is not fulfilled every sentence, and every word is true. It only uses the form of poetry to express this historical law. The reason why it is extremely effective in the eyes of future generations is that later generations have made it effective.

"Although there are rules to find, what are the rules?"

Sima Jin sent a message.

"Even if it is not a prophecy, it comes from the mouth of an ancient master of great powers. At that time, there was no Yuxin, and everything was not determined. Therefore, the rules in his prophecy are very likely to be fully accommodated by Yuxin." An Bochen said.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer flashed through Sima Jin's beautiful eyes. Even though she couldn't help but feel a little excited at this moment, the one she had been following might be in this prophecy.

I wonder if it was an illusion, but An Bochen suddenly realized that the extremely unpretentious saint of white clothes glanced at Sima Jin intentionally or unintentionally.

"So, the birth of Dongshan Qiankun Furnace does not require any golden boy and saint at all."

The white-clothed Holy Clan showed a happy smile and looked towards the demon cloud. His eyes flew over Xiaoqing leader one by one. Zhu Wuqiu, Huang Xianren: "And you, the descendants of those who had turned their oath back then, your nightmare is about to begin."

As the words of the Saint Ancestor in White Clothing fell, a terrifying aura spread from far to near, and instantly spread among the crowd, but the people in Longbei Mountain could clearly see the group of handsome men and beautiful women wearing blue and purple lights getting closer and closer. It has to be said that the pseudo-demon clan or the saint clan have few ordinary looks. The men are either handsome or magnificent, the women are enchanting, beautiful, or beautiful. As soon as they appeared, many young monks in the square opened their mouths wide and stood still. They were both intimidated by the natural aura of the pseudo-demon, and were also amazed at their beauty.

"The pseudo-demons are powerful, and these pseudo-demons are even more powerful. Do you still want to save the monks in the Four Continents?"

Sima Jin sent a voice to An Bochen, his tone was a little distressed: "And I can't see through their magical powers."

With so many generations of blood, and Sima Jin is not a person from this world, although she has pseudo-demon bloodline, she has no sense of belonging, let alone recognize her ancestors.

"I have imagined them very strongly, but I still underestimate them." An Bochen also sighed secretly: "The key is not the cultivation level of their true immortals and mysterious immortals, but the aura that is born superior to others. Unless they practice to the peak of the true immortals and the mysterious immortals, it will be difficult not to be disturbed by the aura, and they will be greatly reduced to the enemy."

When An Bochen became a gun, he said that he would first relieve the current crisis and then overcome the tribulation. It was not that he wanted to fight against the masses and use one gun to repel the demons and fake demons with one gun, but to arouse the blood and courage of everyone and combine the power of the cultivators in the world to achieve it in one go. However, An Bochen has discovered that no matter how superb his gun is, he cannot serve as an example to inspire everyone. It is just because he is crawling under the breath of the superiors born to the fake demons. Anyone without the peak cultivation of the true immortal cannot develop too strong fighting spirit. This may be the most fundamental reason why the fake demons swept the world tens of thousands of years ago.

"It's not advisable to plan any more in this situation, let's go."

I don’t know if it was a premonition or other reasons, Sima Jin’s tone was a little uneasy.

There are three reasons why An Bochen came to Longbei Mountain. One was to go to the 30-year agreement between Lu Fengqi and Jiuchenjun, and the other was to find the young man's blood and energy to make a spear. The third was to seize the situation of Jiuchenjun to speed up the collapse of the world to test Yu Xin. Except for successfully becoming a spear, the rest were not fulfilled, so naturally there was no need to stay.

"good."

An Bochen nodded slightly, and was about to hide from Sima Jin and leave.

At this time, the pseudo-demons wearing blue and purple light finally reached directly above the sky. They could vaguely distinguish their cultivation from their aura. They were either the peak of the true immortal or the mysterious immortal. The blue and purple light flowed out from under their robes. The men were green and the women were purple, but they didn't know what it was.

"Catch them."

The white-clothed saint suddenly waved his hand and shouted in a low voice.

The pseudo-demons who had just arrived rushed down without saying a word, without stopping.

"seek death!"

Gui Wuqi, Huang Xianren and others flew out to intercept the fake demon.

There were only a dozen people present who had the power to fight against the fake demons. Among them, only the leaders of the three major forces and Wang Ziyue. At present, the leaders of the three major forces and Wang Ziyue each intercepted two mysterious fairy-land fake demons. Lu Fengqi was not willing to be outdone and was able to compete with a real fairy-land fake demon. As for the other monks and demons, they suddenly became bystanders.

But after all, there were more than a hundred pseudo-demons from afar. They passed by Xiaoqing Sect Master and others and fell from the sky, but had an inexplicable smile on their faces.

Oops!

The hearts of Xiaoqing Sect Leader, Huang Xianren, Gui Wuqi and others suddenly sank. The so-called "Keep the green mountains without fear of burning firewood". Even if the fake demon reappears in the world, there is no hope of maintaining the foundation of the Taoist dynasty. However, the fake demon's move is too spicy. He directly killed Longbei Mountain, which gathered talents from all over the world, and wanted to cut off the foundation and lifeline of the monks in the four continents.

Just as the leaders of the three major forces were all desperate, a whistle sound came from the crowd.

Fairy Xiaoqing took advantage of the battle and looked back. Her heart thumped up. She saw the three peak fake demons flying in front of her, like firewood, and her body fell, and her soul was scattered before it touched the ground.

This is a pseudo-demon, inheriting the bloodline of ancient saints, and one by one is a saint who has the ability to challenge terrifyingly higher than the level...

Fairy Xiaoqing tried not to fall into shock during the battle. Looking in the direction of blood, she saw An Bochen with a cold face, with a gun in his right hand and Sima Jin in his left hand.

"Catch them!"

The white-clothed holy clan stared at An Bochen indifferently and shouted.

It was not until this time that the leader of Xiaoqing and others discovered that the target of the pseudo-demon attack was not the monks from all continents, but An Bochen and Sima Jin.h!~!
Chapter completed!