Chapter 725 Is He Your Father?

"Set off!"

Zhou Yang glanced at the people in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, said.

How would they feel if they knew that they would need to ride in a coffin all the way?

As soon as Zhou Yang's words fell, a space wormhole with a radius of about ten feet appeared in front of everyone. The dark hole seemed to penetrate the universe and connect the sun, the moon, and the yellow.

"The earth that entered may be a little weird, everyone pay attention."

Zhou Yang said, and walked into the space channel first, followed by the others, stepping into the dark space-time channel.

Everyone's expressions are very calm, and they have walked through such a world passage more than once.

"Could this be the earth in the Dharma-ending world?"

In the big world that covers the sky, above the sky, there are faint ripples in the space, and figures step out of the void, and there are a few sounds of surprise from time to time.

"The vitality of heaven and earth in this world is too thin, and the avenue of heaven and earth seems incomplete?"

"The cultivation base seems to be declining rapidly, and the strength is also dissipating. This feeling seems to be knocked out of the mortal world."

"There is no problem with myself, this is the suppression of this world, and the end of the Dharma era is really strange."

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"Is this Earth?"

There was deep horror in Xiao Yan's eyes. He seemed to have seen mountains and rivers towering into the sky just now, straight into the sky.

He knew very well that it wasn't his own dazzle, his realm had already stepped into Emperor Dou, how could he be mistaken.

At this moment, he had doubts, whether the earth before he traveled was also like this, majestic, mysterious and unpredictable.

Was it some kind of unknown force that made him travel to the great world of the sky.

"This planet is not simple."

Not only did Xiao Yan catch a glimpse, but the other people who followed also saw the majestic and vast mountains, which were higher than the sky, and they couldn't help feeling a little awe of this world in their hearts.

"Go down first.

"

Zhou Yang looked around and found that nothing had been discovered, and said softly.

If he was standing in the sky, many of the group of people behind him might be captured by satellites in the sky.

This will cause some unnecessary troubles.

"Get in the car."

Zhou Yang waved his hand, and an amphibious tourist bus that looked like a bus appeared in front of everyone.

Zhou Yang sat in the driver's seat without hesitation.

Others also realized that the bus has a lot of seats, a total of 80 seats, but there are a total of 93 of them, which means that if you take a slow step, you will have to stand.

A group of people roared and squeezed up.

In the end, a group of white-haired old men, the Taiqing sage, the Taishang vice president, Confucius, and Laozi, who seemed relatively calm, stood there calmly.

"Let's go, go to Mount Tai."

Zhou Yang said to the intelligent system in the amphibious sightseeing bus.

The moment the intelligent system entered the world that covered the sky, he stole the network information of the entire world.

He had already remembered the route to Mount Tai clearly.

Zhou Yang was sitting in the driver's seat, with his hands on the steering wheel, pretending to be driving the car, while everyone in the car was looking around, trying to figure out the nature and special features of this world.

There must have been many inheritances and magic treasures left behind in this doomed world. They all thought that this time Zhou Yang was leading them to dig out the treasures and inheritance of this doomed world.

Mount Tai, majestic and majestic, is full of legends in the big world that covers the sky. The ancient emperors, Qin Shihuang, and Han Wudi all held Zen ceremonies here.

When Zhou Yang and his party were hundreds of miles away from Mount Tai, they could vaguely see the outline of Mount Tai.

"The mountain in front seems to be Mount Tai."

Qin Shihuang Yingzheng stood up with a special light in his eyes.

He has climbed Mount Tai many times, and the outline of the mountain in front of him is exactly the same as Mount Tai.

Mount Tai has been full of mystery since ancient times. There is no mountain greater than it, and Shi Mo is ancient to it. If the Mount Tai in front of you is really Mount Tai, then there must be endless legends and myths left on it.

"It's Mount Tai."

Someone has a confident face.

He once climbed Mount Tai in the modern world, and on the surface, there is not much difference from the Mount Tai in front of him.

"I don't know if there are enough ancient books left by ancient sages here?"

Confucius' eyes showed hope that this world is full of mystery, so the legends of the ancient Three Emperors and Five Emperors may be true.

There was the Yellow Emperor who conquered hundreds of tribes, there was Dayu who divided Kyushu, and there was Hou Yi who bent his bow and shot at the sun...

In the car, everyone who understands Yanhuang culture sighs, their eyes seem to see the figures of the ancient sages through time and space, and they have walked the road of the three emperors and five emperors leading the human race to glory

"Wait a minute, I have something important, can you give me a ride."

At this moment, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a strong body stopped in front of the amphibious sightseeing bus. He was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he looked weak.

"Name: Pangbo.

Identity: Shrouding the Great World, the blood of the demon god.

Realm: Awakening the blood of the demon god.

Commercial potential value: four stars. "

Zhou Yang looked at the burly man who suddenly blocked their way, and the system automatically displayed Pang Bo's information. Zhou Yang was slightly taken aback, never expecting to see Pang Bo here.

However, according to the original records, Pangbo climbed Mount Tai later than Ye Fan and others. Looking at his weak appearance, it is obviously a sequela of awakening the blood of the demon god.

"Get in the car."

Zhou Yang patted the steering wheel to make the intelligent system stop.

"Thanks."

Trembling slightly, Pang Bo walked up to the Sanqi Sightseeing Tourist Chen, and bowed to thank Zhou Yang.

When his eyes swept towards the people in the car, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Are you all actors?"

Looking at the people in different clothes in the car, Pang Bo was slightly taken aback.

Some of these people were dressed like ancient Hanfu, some were more Western aristocrats, and some were wearing armor.

"Are you going to act in a fairy tale drama?"

Interest flashed in Pangbo's eyes. There were many Taoist priests holding floating dust, a monk holding a purple gold bowl, and a man in armor holding a golden pagoda in his hand.

If it's a martial arts drama, he hasn't seen anyone using a pagoda as a weapon.

Everyone in the car couldn't help looking at Pangbo, they all sensed a trace of awakened special blood in this mortal's body.

If you leave this doomed world, you may embark on the road of cultivating immortals.

Pangbo also came back to his senses. He found that everyone sitting in the car had a unique temperament, some were indifferent, some were domineering, and some were fierce...

If these people are actors, they are too involved in the play.

Seeing that no one answered him, Pangbo was not angry, he leaned quietly on a seat, closed his eyes and concentrated, his mind was heavy.

As we got closer to Mount Tai, the road became more and more rugged, and the car shook slightly.

"Sir, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Pangbo suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly.

Didn't you see that white-haired old man who couldn't stand anymore and could only sit cross-legged on the ground.

"Respect the old and love the young?"

The strange demon emperor of the strange demon world chuckled, and a trace of contempt and teasing flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, do you think I respect the old, or love the young?"

He has lived for tens of thousands of years, and the old man sitting cross-legged on the ground does not have a lifespan of a hundred years.

"Don't overdo it."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground and meditating, Laozi glanced at the Yimo Emperor and said.

"Lao Tzu, I'll give you some face."

The Yimo Emperor withdrew his gaze, his body was full of murderous aura, just one glance at Pangbo would leave a boundless shadow in his heart.

However, after receiving Laozi's warning, the Yimo Emperor withdrew his gaze.

There was no need for him to offend the head teacher of Taoism, one of the biggest forces in Wanjielou, for the sake of a mortal.

"Is he your father? You let your father sit on the ground, you bastard."

Pangbo was suddenly furious, grabbed the Yimo Emperor, and said angrily.

Your father is sitting on the ground, and you, a son, sit in a comfortable seat calmly, do you still have a conscience?

Lao Tzu, "...".

The Emperor of Different Demons, "········".

Zhou Yang et al., "········".