The lights are shining, the grass man is bathing in yellow, and the whole scene is full of a touch of strangeness.

Feeling Han Guang's arrival, the short Taoist priest in the big red robe smiled slightly:

"Everything is ready, just wait for the east wind. ”

Han Guang was leisurely and said with a smile: "There is Lao Daojun." ”

This dwarf Taoist is none other than Lu Press, and the arrangement in front of him is one of the two major means of his fame in ancient times, the book of seven arrows with a nail head!

Hundreds of millions of catastrophes away, curse and kill the enemy invisibly!

In the past, Zhao Gongming, the true monarch of the Xuantan under the Lingbao Tianzun, died in this law.

............

Bang!

The dark clouds covered Changle, and the green thunder became a tree, and it slashed violently, and all the trees in the Jin Palace's mansion were scorched black, making them ignite a raging flame, making the formation move in response.

Hu Dou was startled, and was about to investigate, but found that the quiet room where his prince was retreating burst out brightly, rendering outward, like waves of the ocean.

And correspondingly, Changle floats to the top, and the accumulated sentient beings' wishes converge into a golden dragon, they swim in the bright and yellow ocean, flock to the palace, shaped like ten thousand dragons holding pearls, the scene is brilliant and magnificent.

Hu Dou was dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in his heart: Lord Wang, why did Lord Wang suddenly try to break through?

Isn't it that the knot in the heart is unsolved, the road is wandering, stagnating?

Bang!

The cyan thunder of the demons dancing in the sky converged together, and in an instant, it pointed directly at Zhao Heng's retreat room, just like a bridge connecting the sky and the earth, illuminating the radius of thousands of miles as bright as noon.

At this moment, the wind howled out from the quiet room, swept upward, bringing a shocking shock to the sky, cutting the green thunder into pieces.

Boom, boom, boom!

One after another, thunderbolts descended one after another, some cyan, some golden cyan. There are pure gold, there are golden purple, gorgeous and bright, but they also contain the power of destroying all directions, but they are all canceled out by the sword light and the palm power that shakes the universe in the quiet room.

Hu Dou couldn't care about his worries and doubts, and there was only one obsession in his heart:

The prince must succeed!

I just hope that the gods and Buddhas will protect me, no. Pray for the Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Palace Emperor Daxian to protect the prince through the catastrophe and become an immortal!

Bang!

The ninth thunderbolt struck, and the golden purple turned into pure purple, brilliant and beautiful but domineering, as if it could directly turn the Jin Wangfu into flying ashes.

At this moment, a figure flew out of the quiet room, wearing a crown of flat heaven, and the crown was hanging down to cover his face. The golden true dragon transformed by the wish power of the surrounding beings is coiled and clustered, similar to fusion, and outside the wish power, the heaven and earth decompose and turn into gossip phantoms, showing the difference.

"Fengtian carrier, the thunder tribulation retreats!" this figure issued a majestic and solemn announcement, leading ten thousand golden dragons to meet the Purple Tribulation Thunder.

Bang!

There was a dull thunderclap in the sky. The purple lightning was wrapped in a golden dragon and disintegrated strangely. The clouds then cleared, and the sky was clear and clear.

The figure fell, the golden dragon entered the body, and the heavenly crown and the gossip phantom were all put away, revealing Zhao Heng's appearance, compared with the past. In the depths of his eyes, there was a touch of pale gold with the shadow of gossip.

Looking at the prince in front of him, Hu Dou was inexplicably excited, and choked up:

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to the prince. This level is one, one is broken, and it is ranked in the immortal class!"

Zhao Heng smiled slightly: "I finally condensed the Son of Heaven Law Body." ”

Hu Dou's emotions rolled, and he finally calmed down a little, but then a thick doubt rose in his heart.

Could it be that when you go out to worship your ancestors, visit your hometown, and walk around, the prince will find and establish the path again?

Forget it, no matter what, it is a great joy for the prince to achieve the Dharma Body!

............

In the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain, Meng Qi, who was sitting on the cloud bed and cultivating, looked at Changle from afar and was pleased.

Zhao Lao Wu finally broke through!

Once this level is passed, for today's laws of heaven and earth, the earth immortals and heavenly immortals are not an insurmountable obstacle.

It's a snack goods, "Splitting the Sky and Changing the Earth" and "Dragon Turtle Back Shou Spectrum" are a big success, after the unity of life and death, there is a bit of a vision, as if it can hook up a strange place, and these two fairy songs are left by Emperor Fu in the early years of antiquity, and he is in charge of the river map, good at playing the heavenly machine, quite mysterious, can not be guarded against.

You have to take care of it......

............

In the days of Biyou, the members of the immortal trail came and went, and there were more than in the past.

Since the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation lifted the restrictions on the exchange of jade pillars and wanted to compete with the Ten Thousand Realms General Knowledge Heaven and Earth, the power of the Immortal Trace has expanded extremely rapidly, and there is even no shortage of powerhouses from the Ten Thousand Realms Universe to join.

However, "Doumu Yuanjun" Ye Yuqi adheres to the view that there is rather a lack than an indiscriminate, and the control is very strict, so there has not been a situation of good and bad, and Meng Qi privately complained that it was because the number of ancient immortals was limited, and as soon as there were many formal members, the title would be repeated, and it was inevitable that there would be embarrassments such as Taiyi Tianzun No. 1 and Taiyi Tianzun No. 2, so the ice fairy with perfect obsessive-compulsive disorder raised the threshold for formal members.

There is no doubt that now the reserve members of the immortal trail do not have titles, and they can only choose martial arts supernatural powers and get the corresponding subsidies.

Standing in the Biyou Palace, Ye Yuqi, who was wearing the mask of "Doumu Yuanjun", looked at the prosperous situation of the people outside, and had mixed feelings in his heart, how could he have thought that there would be such a situation decades ago?

"Immortal traces" have accompanied her for most of her life, Chonghe Taoist is like a teacher and a father, defeating "myths" and strengthening "immortal traces" has always been her wish, but when all this is realized, there is a feeling of melancholy and dazed.

Just the "Yuan Shi Tianzun" can overwhelm all the members of the "Myth", the achievements of the immortal miracles do not seem to have much to do with themselves, and the gap between the realm and the strength is getting bigger and bigger, and the latecomers are catching up one after another, such as Zhao Heng, a peripheral member, who has now also attained the Dharma Body.

"Yuanjun, what are you thinking?" Although Qu Jiuniang was wearing a mask, her eyes were shining and scorching, and she looked like she could see a lot of wealth anytime and anywhere.

There is no doubt that in her eyes, every informal member is a treasure trove of movement, especially after cooperating with Su Meng, the "Yuan Shi Tianzun", Wanjie Shopping Mall has her name!

"Doumu Yuanjun" Ye Yuqi glanced at Qu Jiuniang, contaminated by her vitality, and couldn't help but say: "Jiuniang, in fact, you shouldn't choose the title of 'Bixia Yuanjun', you should choose the true monarch of Xuantan, he is the god of wealth in the heavenly court, and the road is the most suitable for you." ”

Qu Jiuniang was stunned, and slapped her hands suddenly: "Yes! If I choose the True Monarch of Xuantan, with my expertise, even if I can't prove the Dharma Body now, I can become a great grandmaster!"

She had forgotten that the original purpose was to ask Doumu Yuanjun about her heart, and her mind was full of negotiating with the current Xuantan True Monarch to exchange titles.

At this time, Ruan Yushu, who was wearing the mask of "Chang'e Fairy", stepped in, and his mood seemed to be a little calm.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yuqi asked.

Ruan Yushu's black and white eyes lacked enough brilliance, and he said in a low voice: "There is something on my mind." ”

Ye Yuqi, who had a cold temperament, didn't ask much and didn't interfere in other people's private affairs, just as she was about to leave Biyou Palace, she heard Ruan Yushu's tone hesitantly say: "Yuanjun, I have a question I want to ask you." ”

Ye Yuqi looked at Qu Jiuniang who was wandering outside the world next to her, and said, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Yushu also transmitted the voice, and the cold voice was a little gloomy: "Trapped by love." ”

"Trapped by love?" Ye Yuqi was quite surprised, in her opinion, Ruan Yushu was addicted to piano and food, and was indifferent to emotional things, like a natural bodhisattva.

Now that she has finally opened her mind and fallen in love?

Thinking about it again, she has never been married as the pillar of the Ruan family, saying that she is focused on cultivation and pointing directly to the immortal class, maybe the reason is not so simple.

Ruan Yushu whispered: "Yes, I fell in love with someone I shouldn't like." ”

"What do you mean you shouldn't like?" Ye Yuqi's heartstrings moved, and he felt something, and rarely took the initiative to ask with concern.

"He has someone he likes, and I can't see the rest in my eyes, and I can only watch from afar, and my heart is tormented. Ruan Yushu's voice was like the sound of a piano, lingering and reverberating.

Ye Yuqi heard it with mixed feelings, and suddenly was full of sympathy for Ruan Yushu.

There is a good feeling called Freemasonry.

She softened her voice rarely, and thought for a moment:

"If you really like him, then bless him, protect him, like is not possession, not have to be together, it is also a kind of beauty to look at it from afar. ”

"Liking him is his own business, it's none of his business. ”

As she spoke, she seemed to pour out the positive thoughts in her heart for so many years.

At this time, Ruan Yushu raised his head, his eyes were clear but deep, and his voice was like a bell:

"Since Yuanjun understands, why can't he let it go?"

"Could it be that the love is not deep enough, just the desire to possess?"

I never thought that there would be such a change, attacking her body with her own spear, Ye Yuqi was like being drunk, her whole body trembled, and her heart was pounding, making her take a few steps back.

Yes, now that you understand, why can't you let it go?

Do you have to possess him if you like it?

I don't know how long it took for Ye Yuqi to say in a hoarse voice:

"Thank you. ”

There seemed to be something in her tone, and after a pause, she said, "What you just said is false?"

Ruan Yushu's eyes drooped, and he said in a cold voice: "It was he who taught me to say this, to see if I can wake up Yuanjun." ”

Ye Yuqi suddenly sighed:

"Okay, what a Yuan Heart Seal!"

She solemnly saluted at the exit in the direction of the Jade Void Palace of Kunlun Mountain, and then stepped on the auspicious clouds and left Biyoutian.

Ruan Yushu watched quietly, then followed and left, returning to Langya Ruan's house.

Sitting in the piano room for half a sound, she suddenly stroked the strings, and the fairy sound bursted, as if the spring water was tinkling, clear and flawless, reaching the heavens.

In the melodious sound of the piano, the dark clouds in the sky began to converge. (To be continued.) )