After the opinions of the Four Golden Immortal True Monarchs reached an agreement, all eyes were immediately focused on the person kneeling there on the main hall!

Everyone's gaze did not contain any power, but at this moment, under such gaze, the monk seemed to be under the pressure of Mount Tai's top, and bowed deeply, almost prostrate.

Seeing this scene, let alone the Four Golden Immortal True Monarchs, even those monks who were at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals couldn't help but show disdain on their faces. After a fluctuation in his eyes, his expression immediately regained his composure, and he said, "Raise your head!"

The voice is not loud, but it seems to contain supreme majesty. As he spoke, the monk hurriedly raised his head, but his body did not rise much, and his posture looked extremely strange, as if he was frightened and probed his brain.

"Just now, you also heard our words, think about it, you should understand what we need you to do? Now, just send a message to Long Yuan immediately! If this happens, I can guarantee that your life will not be damaged in the slightest, and not only that, but we will also give you some benefits, so that you can go further on the path of cultivation!" Seeing this, Lie Que Zhenjun immediately said again.

"Yes, I'll deliver the message!" replied the kneeling monk without the slightest hesitation. The words were behind, and when it was, he began to pinch the trick, and at this moment, a cold voice sounded, like a cold wind blowing out of the Nine Hells, which could directly freeze people's primordial spirits.

"Wait!"

This monk was already extremely familiar with the voices of everyone, and he immediately recognized that it was Dongyang Zhenjun who was speaking. At that moment, he hurriedly bowed again and said, "Yes, please ask Lord Dongyang to command!"

"I don't have anything to tell you, but I want to remind you. What you are doing now is not only about your own life, but also about your children, relatives and even friends. If you make trouble in the process of transmitting the message, I will let everyone who has a relationship with you go to hell with you, understand?" Dongyang Zhenjun's voice was not ruthless, but it seemed very plain, but it was this kind of blandness that made people feel even more daunting.

The monk hurriedly replied, "Don't worry, Toyo-sama, I know what to do, and I don't dare to have such thoughts!"

"That's fine, you go on!" Dongyang Zhenjun snorted coldly and waved his hand casually.

"Yes!" After the monk answered, he didn't waste any time and pinched his hands, and began to communicate with the Emperor of the Eastern Heavenly Court, Long Yuan, with a mysterious forbidden technique.

The fairy world is high in the sky and a nameless sea of clouds.

Long Yuan stood at the core of the sea of clouds, quietly waiting, waiting for the news to come.

As an emperor, Long "Set Sail and Feiya" Yuan has never lacked scheming, and when he was in full swing, he began to quietly arrange some shadows for use in the future when he was in danger. These shadows, he didn't use any prohibitions or anything like that to control them, but he gave them meticulous support as if they were worshipping.

The reason why this is so is because Long Yuan knows that no matter how powerful the ban is, there will be a day when it will be lifted, and only this kind of thinking is the biggest shackle. Perhaps, for some ungrateful villains, this is nothing, which can be broken and torn apart at any time, but for most monks, especially some monks who pay attention to repaying their kindness, it is the most powerful prohibition. This prohibition still exists even when the other party's strength surpasses him.

Although there are not many of these people, they are all geniuses in one aspect, and they are all good at it. Long Yuan rarely uses them, but every time he uses them, he can get the results he wants. Now, in the midst of his downfall, he still has faith in them. ...,

Even, in Long Yuan's view, these people were the foundation for his own reconstruction of the Eastern Heavenly Court.

Among them, Luo Tianyang is the best at intelligence gathering. Although Long Yuan rarely asked him for any information, he had been silently collecting it. Every time, after Long Yuan asked, he was able to give an answer in the shortest possible time. This made Long Yuan very satisfied with Luo Tianyang.

Time passed minute by minute, and gradually, Long Yuan couldn't help but have a touch of anxiety on his face, which had been like "setting sail for Feiya". And the anxiety in his heart is even worse. However, he still did not launch forbidden communication and urging, but chose to believe in his own shadow.

"Perhaps, this information is too difficult!"

Long Yuan also knew very well that the answer he wanted to know was indeed very difficult. Because, after so many years, he has the power of the entire Eastern Heavenly Court, and he has not been able to investigate it. In fact, Long Yuan didn't intend to learn the real answer from Luo Tianyang's mouth, he just wanted to confirm from his mouth that the four foreign Golden Immortal True Monarchs didn't get the answer either!

Time passed minute by minute, Long Yuan's mind also became restless minute by minute, and all kinds of possibilities that were unfavorable to him began to emerge in his mind. For example, Luo Tianyang was captured, Luo Tianyang betrayed, and Luo Tianyang was killed、...... And so on and so forth.

At such a time of torment, suddenly, his primordial spirit was a tremor, and this trembling, when it was, swept away all the complicated thoughts in Long Yuan's heart, and in an instant, he regained his composure and calm.

Such an immediate effect is only because, that kind of trembling, only those who have practiced his unique forbidden art can pull it up.

"It seems that people really can't fail, and if one line fails, the original self-confidence has also suffered a big blow!" Long Yuan laughed bitterly and laughed at himself, and then, with both hands, he began to communicate with this tremor.

Soon, Long Yuan communicated with Luo Tianyang, and waves of information were transmitted across infinite time and space.

"Puppet Junior" "Mysterious Monk" of the Blue Netherworld "......"

In just a few moments, Long Yuan and Luo Tianyang finished communicating, but Long Yuan was full of shock. It's not that the information given by Luo Tianyang is too bad and disappointing to him, but that the information given by Luo Tianyang is too good. Okay, but it made him unbelievable that it was true.

"Is this the smoke deliberately released by those few golden immortals to confuse me, or is it really like this, behind it, there is another master, who is engaged in a conspiracy that he doesn't know about?," Long Yuan muttered to himself.

After a long while, Long Yuan thought to himself, and said, "I don't care what I do so much, whether it's true or not, as long as I get to the Qing Netherworld, it won't take long for me to be able to test it! Try it once, it doesn't hurt! It's just that I can't just go like this, the Three Realms Mirror is a treasure, and my current cultivation is very difficult to accept it."

The master was eccentric, and gave the cardinal the control of the Three Realms Mirror to Senior Brother Liu, that idiot, with such a reliance, he still can't control the Infinite Golden Immortal Realm, obviously dead, what a waste!

Thinking of this, Long Yuan's body flickered, and he immediately turned into a streamer, coming out of the sea of clouds, and flying away in one direction. But he didn't know that at the moment when he left the sea of clouds, higher in the sky, a huge Tianpeng with a size of a thousand zhang also flapped its wings and chased after it closely. ...,

It is the Tianpeng Fuyao who is responsible for tracking.

In just half a day, Long Yuan walked down in a big mountain, pinched the magic trick with both hands, and a light door flashed. At this moment, above the Nine Heavens, that day Peng Fushaozi was about to make a move, but he suddenly felt a touch of spiritual power escaping from the light gate, an extremely rich spiritual power!

Feeling this, Tianpeng Fuyaozi immediately suppressed the surging power in his own body. Because, he knew very well that the Nine Heavens would not allow the coexistence of inferior spiritual powers. Therefore, he judged that this place was not the Qingying Space, but one of the three caves of Longyuan's cunning rabbit.

As for Long Yuan's purpose for coming here, Tianpeng Fuyao could also guess a thing or two, but he didn't care. Because, he knew very well how big the gap between the golden immortals and the non-golden immortals was, and it was not something that could be smoothed out by a few pills, a few magic weapons, and a few forbidden techniques. What's more, there is still a huge gap in number between Long Yuan and them.

It is precisely because of such self-confidence that the heavenly "Set Sail Feiya" Peng Fu Shaozi chose to stand still and wait quietly.

And so it was three days.

"Master, if your old man has a spirit in the sky, bless me with success!"

Long Yuan, sitting upright on a void altar, prayed with great sincerity, and then, from the storage space, took out a medicine bottle and poured out a pill.

This pill is not another one, it is the Wuji Golden Pill that many Golden Immortal True Monarchs covet!

The essence of the Infinite Golden Pill is the Barrier Breaking Pill, which also has considerable effect on the breakthrough of the bottleneck of the Golden Immortal True Monarch. At this moment, Long Yuan wanted to use the medicinal power of this Infinite Golden Pill to impact the Golden Immortal Realm.

Long Yuan has long had the ability to impact the Golden Immortal, but he has never been impacted, what he wants is hòu accumulation bó hair, and he succeeds in one fell swoop. Originally, according to his plan, he had to accumulate for a while, but the current situation did not allow him to continue to accumulate, so he could only fight hard.

Tianpeng shook his son, who was waiting a little impatiently, and suddenly, he found that the sky was dim, and then, the wind roared, the dark clouds surged, and a terrifying qi machine void condensed.

In such a situation, Tianpeng Fuyaozi will never forget it for the rest of his life, this is the catastrophe of the Golden Immortal. At the moment, Tianpeng Fuyaozi's complexion changed greatly...... This text update is provided by [Set Sail].

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