"Seven years! You've been in the Gate of Trials for seven years, and I thought you were dead in it!"

Chongwu Immortal Jun handed over a kettle, which contained a sweet spiritual spring, and also melted a few holy pills that replenished vitality.

Taking the kettle, Emperor Yunxiao swallowed it heavily, and the spiritual spring mixed with blood and water kept dripping down from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care about wiping it, and frantically replenished the vitality consumed in his body.

After a while, the spiritual spring, which was comparable to most of the water tank, was swallowed into his stomach, and the burning feeling of exhaustion began to subside.

"Seven years, too long in it!"

Emperor Yunxiao stood up and summoned the Yuan Tu Bloodthirsty Sword, which was densely covered with blood marks, I don't know how many lives were contaminated, and the anger was soaring, as if it was the blood weapon of the Nine Netherworlds.

He climbed towards the height of the altar step by step, and after dozens of steps, he reached the edge of the Immortal King Ding.

"Get out! don't pretend to be a ghost, it's just a wisp of soul left by that person, and I really think that I am an existence above the immortal king!"

Emperor Yunxiao's face was cold, he had experienced everything terrifying in the Gate of Trials, he saw the deity of the owner of the Immortal King Ding on the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Road, and knew the origin of this Ding!

As previously conjectured, the Immortal King Ding's was indeed cast by the Immortal King Broken Cangsheng, and it was the holy weapon of his Dao Gu Immortals.

It's just that after achieving the Gu Immortal, he swept through the heavens, forcing all the saints to retreat by three points in the ancient period, and even the Dao Ancestor couldn't help him, he really fought the heavenly dome, and no one was invincible.

After hundreds of thousands of years of preaching Gu Immortal, he reached the peak of Gu Immortal, and then left this Hongmeng universe and traveled outside the domain, but he left the Immortal King Ding, and at the same time, he also left a thought that he separated from the Dao period.

Immortal King thoughts!

It is the true identity of the mysterious light and shadow in the big ding.

"It's really unruly, although the bloodline of the Ancient Turbid Heavenly Holy Ape is rare, there have been so many four or five in the long history, but no one dares to provoke the Immortal King like you!"

The existence in the Immortal King Ding was not angry, but looked at Emperor Yunxiao with interest.

In history, there are no less than 1,000 strong people who have seen his true body of Immortal King Ding, and each of them is an earth-shattering powerhouse, and they have left a name in the long river of history.

However, when faced with the idea of him, the immortal king, even if he was a true immortal powerhouse, he bowed his head to the ground, and no one dared to act recklessly, and even told him to get out.

"Immortal King, don't put gold on your face! This king has crossed the ninety-nine heavenly paths, that is, he is the new master of the immortal king, and Hugh wants to compare me with those wastes with weak knees!"

Emperor Yunxiao snorted lightly, and his right hand slammed into the body of the Immortal King Ding's Ding, and the blood filled with the divine power of the Demon God directly hit it, rendering the big tripod with gold and silver into a dark red.

couldn't help but say, in front of the Immortal King's thoughts, he directly took action to mark his own blood contract brand refining in the Immortal King's Ding.

Seeing this scene, the scalp of Chongwu Xianjun and the others under the altar in the distance exploded, and they almost couldn't help jumping up.

This is the idea of the fairy king!

After the Middle Ages, he was the immortal saint of the Supreme Sect, so he slapped his face in public, wasn't he afraid of being directly slapped in the face?

Don't underestimate the thoughts of saints, for them who have already transcended the limitations of the Heavenly Dao and have been proven to be immortal, even if it is just a thought, at least they have a small half of the strength of a saint.

At the very least, it was a super existence equivalent to the pinnacle of true immortals, a ruthless person like the Styx Sect Leader Rahu.

"Hey! You have a lot of guts, but you have this capital! Ninety-nine Heavenly Roads, no one in history has been able to get through all of them, and the four conditions are barely met. Immortal King Ding, I can hand it over to you!"

The idea of breaking the common people unlocked his control over the saint's weapon, and in the dark, there was a mysterious will fed back to the immortal king's ding.

Compared with those unai Haoqiang who bowed their heads, although Emperor Yunxiao's stinky temper made him uncomfortable, his disrespectful attitude of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods inspired his memories.

I think that at the beginning, when he came to this universe, wasn't he also young and frivolous, fearless and fearless of the saints of heaven and earth, and finally stepped on the corpses of many ancient overlords to reach the top?

With the blessing of the Immortal King's thoughts, Di Yunxiao only felt that his control over the Immortal King Ding was becoming more and more secure.

Originally, it would take several years to completely refine the Dao Holy Weapon, but in a hundred breaths, he was allowed to refine one percent, saving him an unknown amount of mental effort.

"Huh, you actually gave up control?"

Di Yunxiao opened his eyes and stared firmly at the void figure in front of him, which aroused a strong suspicion.

"You're going to dissipate?"

As if asking, and as if determined, Emperor Yunxiao opened his mouth with a loud voice, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

"Did you guess it!, young man, although this universe is large, it is a pity that the opportunity is limited, and the innate foundation has been damaged. Your current starting point is high enough, and you are expected to impact the Gu Immortal Realm.

But listen to me, if you don't want to be trapped in immortal karma forever, then take action to break the barrier, and wait for you in the distant other shore..."

The Immortal King sneered, turning into a white fragment of the law and exploding, and the rich aura was incorporated into the Immortal King's Ding, and a wisp of mighty sage's qi penetrated the sky.

Above the Kuishui Tiantian River, the wind and clouds surged, the waves swept the sky, and the golden and silver brilliance poked the entire heavenly realm out of a big hole.

At this moment, in the corners of the thirty-three days of the immortal world, at least twenty or more super powerhouses woke up from their slumber, hurriedly looking for the source of Fang Cai's palpitations.

Outside the sky, in the bright galaxy, a magnificent and majestic treasure hall stands in it.

Countless chaotic qi impacted, but it was difficult to shake this palace in the slightest.

On the main entrance of the palace, the word 'Taiqing' seems to represent the will of heaven and earth, isolating all smoke and fog and muddy air, and it is difficult to enter the slightest.

This is the dojo of the Lingtian Sect Leader Taiqing Sage Lingde, the Heavenly Palace Taiqing Palace, standing thirty-three days away and never falling.

At this moment, in the Mixed Yuan Hall, one of the three main halls of Taiqing Palace, the statue of the sect leader enshrined suddenly had a mighty condensation.

The light flashed, and an old man with bare feet and gray hair stepped out solidly.

The dozens of cultivators in the Mixed Yuan Hall responded to this breath, and they all put down all their movements, prostrate on the ground, and chanted loudly in their mouths:

"Disciple, see the Taiqing Sage Master, the Great Master has a long life. ”

"Get up!"

The white-haired old man had his hands pinned behind his back, a small gourd tied around his cuffs, and his pale silver pupils were heavy with thousands of stars constantly evolving, and the mysterious power of seeing through the world shocked these prostrate monks.

"Thank you, Sage!"

More than a dozen Heavenly Immortals and True Immortal powerhouses thanked each other, got up one after another, retreated to the edge of the futon, and sat cross-legged.

"Where are Wuchang, Pojun, and Jumen?"

The three powerhouses of the Heavenly Immortal Realm stood up again, clasped their fists with both hands, stood and bowed their heads, and said, "What does the saint command?"

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