The array of the six realms, the six realms of reincarnation.

A whirlpool is a world. A drop of sea water hides a door to life and death. The six colors of gold, blue, red, yellow, white and black are flooded in the sea water, and the road rotates.

A radius of 100 miles, disillusionment.

Back then, Amu carried the inheritance of the Heavenly Fox Immortal Step, step by step. Only then can he completely ignore the Six Paths and easily break through the Six Paths Array.

At this time, thirty-six black lights were sweeping across the western sea. After the green hills, it does not stop. Ancient meditation, but one day and one night, it is close to the six realms.

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Early morning drizzle, scattered bitter sea. Above the big river, a little wave.

The fisherman wears a hat on his head, carries a fishing basket on his back, holds a fishing rod, and stands barefoot on the river with his trousers in his hands. His eyes narrowed slightly, looking west.

Although the Qingshan vein was destroyed, the six paths may be able to stop the enemy from coming for a few days. After all, within the Three Realms, only Amu was the only one who carried the inheritance of the Heavenly Fox Immortal Step.

The array of the six realms should not be taken lightly. The fisherman pondered in his heart.

However, in just a moment, I saw that many black spots were already flying in the western sea.

"Huh?" the fisherman raised his eyebrows, "The formation of the six realms is broken!"

Sure enough, the person who came was not good! This speed was somewhat beyond his expectations.

The fisherman's face was slightly cold. This time, it was absolutely different from the situation when Amuxi came. By the time the black spots appeared, the fisherman had already moved to kill.

If you want to destroy the Promised Land, your heart can be punished. The river rolls. The water is getting stronger.

Those black dots are getting closer, and the thirty-six meditators. Still in a conical formation. It was like a black dagger, and it was forced into the heart of the bitter sea. Invincible.

"Who is in the way?" led the black-robed cultivator to stand more than ten miles away.

The black robe has a ghost face, and the body is full of dark energy. Ancient meditation!

The fisherman saw through the other party's path at a glance, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. No wonder Qingshan Yimai perished so quickly.

Legend has it that the ancient cultivator was the guard of the Immortal Venerable.

They were all cultivated by dead ancient monks who had obtained the power of the Immortal Venerable and cultivated again. Meditation, non-human, non-ghost, non-immortal, non-demon, no reincarnation. Transcendence of the six realms.

No wonder, they were able to easily pass through the Six Realms Array, because the Six Realms were not effective for meditation at all. In their hearts, there are no six realms at all.

It's just that after the Great War of the Ancients, Hades disappeared. There is no trace of meditation within the Three Realms. Unexpectedly, the demon mountain is now cultivated.

This is the beginning of the chaos of the Three Realms!

"Paradise, fisherman!" the fisherman's reply was simple. Meantime. The aura around him had completely dispersed. However, it still looks like it's just the appearance of the original immortal fivefold realm.

"Get out of the way, spare you! There is no mercy!" The black-robed cultivator's tone was cold, like a machine.

"Hahaha-" The fisherman glanced at the Ancient Meditation and looked up to the sky and laughed. "What a haughty tone, to tell you, ever since my fisherman guarded the river. As long as I don't want to, no one from the west will be able to set foot on the promised land!"

"We are the ones who open the way for the Hades Venerable!" the big man behind the black-robed man moved slightly. It seems that he wants to suppress the fisherman in the name of Hades.

"Ridiculous! This can be said to an ignorant child. The fisherman sneered disdainfully, "If the Immortal Venerable is to come to the Promised Land, does he still need to come from the west? Venerable, you can enter the Three Realms in one step." Wait, it's just a trick!"

"One vein of green mountains, not one left!" the black-robed cultivator threatened again.

"Hehe!" the fishing rod in the fisherman's hand moved slightly, "I'm not a white-clothed mother-in-law. This surging river can be a hundred times better than the green mountains. If you can kill my fisherman, you will be half a step into the promised land. Otherwise, today you are all martyrs of the Hades Venerable!"

"Kill!" The black-robed cultivator didn't say anything more, but just a cold word popped out of his mouth. He and the thirty-five primordial immortals behind him moved at the same time.

With the power of destroying the green mountains, they want everything to happen again.

However, the fisherman's movements were not slow at all, even a point faster.

The Three Treasures of the Fisherman, the Promised Land is invincible. That's definitely not comparable to the white-clothed mother-in-law of Aoyama.

The water of the great river is rolling endlessly.

Above the drizzle, it seems to be about to roar.

At the same time that the thirty-six primordial immortals exuded their coercion, the hat on the fisherman's head had already risen to the sky. Covering the sky and hats, rising in the wind, it spreads for hundreds of miles in an instant.

That is to recreate the world between the sea and the sky.

The early morning drizzle stopped abruptly. The hat is like sealing the sky.

Back then, the sky-covering hat once resisted the demon coffin. At this time, the near-eternal coercion exuded by the thirty-six primordial immortals was forcibly carried by the Heaven Covering Dou Li, and dissipated into nothingness.

"Hmm!" the black-robed cultivator was shocked. The Fisherman of Paradise lives up to his name. The means used on the mother-in-law in white were ineffective at all.

It's impossible for them to get through as easily as they do.

And at the same time, look at the fisherman with a wave of one hand. The fishing rod in his hand was flicked, but the fishing line was nowhere to be seen. Only the wind of "sneering" came through the air.

Fishing dragon rod, can fish dragon beasts, can destroy the original immortals.

"Ancestor, the disciple is about to start the killing ring!" the fisherman said silently in his heart.

Poof-Whew-Whew-Wow

The dragon fishing rod, like a long whip, has a wide range.

The black-robed monk led by him bore the brunt, but his original immortal fivefold realm was anti-emergency. In the void, as soon as the figure disappeared, it disappeared without a trace.

The meditations behind him were extraordinary. However, they didn't have the dagger that Amu used to be. With a swing, the line breaks.

A fishing line is a soul hook.

The fisherman waved slightly, and the trail of the fishing line was completely missing in the void. The meditation cultivators who were the leader escaped, and most of the meditation cultivators behind also escaped.

However, the weakest few Yuan Immortals had a great consummation, but they did not escape the fisherman's fishing line.

Puff puff - puff - ah -

The fishing line swept over, and the three cultivators in the void screamed miserably, and they were directly cut down by them.

The black blood mist bloomed like inky flowers. And the three corpses fell directly into the river with the rain, and then instantly turned into black ashes and rolled away.

"Hmm-" exclaimed several exclaims.

The fisherman's methods greatly exceeded their expectations. One move destroyed three primordial immortal cultivators. Some are chilling. The river is in the way, and the promised land is difficult to climb.

Fisherman's level. It's not good.

"Hmph!" the fisherman did not stop.

Fishing rods. Waving left and right, almost killing people invisibly.

Puff - snort -

The two more primordial immortals did not dodge, and were directly locked and their throats fell. The body fell into the river and disappeared without a trace.

The fisherman's murderous aura and methods shocked these ancient cultivators for a while.

"Disperse!" the black-robed cultivator led by him whispered out of nowhere.

Whew――

The remaining thirty dispersed in an instant. In the void, it became the shape of a giant fan, each of which was separated by more than ten miles.

Such a distance will not have any effect on the attack of the original immortal level. But they can avoid the situation where the fisherman falls under the same fishing line, and several people fall.

Kill!

A meditation cultivator who was also a primordial immortal fivefold took the lead in rushing down. At some point, there was an extra white bone sword in his hand. The white light is dazzling, and the gloomy atmosphere is grim.

The white bone sword is definitely not ordinary.

The fisherman glanced at it, but didn't care. The dragon fishing rod shook and went straight to the original immortal fivefold.

On the surface, this is a matchup. But. The strength shown by the fisherman is far superior to that of the original immortal fivefold. That Ancient Meditation Cultivator even felt a sense of oppression that could only be exuded by the high level of the Primordial Immortal.

This fisherman is definitely not an ordinary monk.

Snort-boom-boom

The white bone sword seemed to intersect with the dragon fishing line. The bone sword was actually broken in response. But. In an instant, the white bone sword emitted countless bone spurs, like flowers, entangled in the fishing line.

Boom -

Explode!

Countless white powders. Scattered in the void, like white sand stars. But. Every grain of white sand contained the power of the underworld, as if it wanted to cover the fisherman's eyes.

The power of the blast. Let the fishing rod in the fisherman's hand bounce slightly. The fishing line was directly blown up. And the other meditation cultivators, taking advantage of the fact that they had just a moment, launched an attack almost simultaneously.

All kinds of magic weapons, down from the sky. Colorful and powerful. Moreover, all the attack power is concentrated a little.

The power of thirty primordial immortals is overwhelming.

Only, the meditation led by him floated in the void and did not make a move. Such an attack of the original immortal was like a pack of wolves fighting tigers, almost impossible to parry.

However, looking at the fisherman's sneer, there was no panic at all.

"Close!" the fisherman bowed his head slightly. The fish basket he was carrying behind him suddenly flew up.

Qiankun fish basket can be loaded.

The cyan brilliance suddenly emanated from the fish basket.

Thousands of suction, can not break free. Just now, the magic weapons sacrificed by those original immortals, under the gravitational pull of the Qiankun fish basket, were like stars falling.

In an instant, it turned into light and entered the fish basket.

That's an absolutely anti-heaven means!

"Hahaha-" The fisherman looked up to the sky and laughed, and then mocked, "The ancient magic weapons of the spiritual cultivation are all scrap copper and rotten iron, don't do it!"

As he spoke, he looked at the Qiankun fish basket and turned slightly, and the green mangs skyrocketed, and there seemed to be a vibration inside.

Poof――

Green smoke erupted, and then those magic weapons really emanated from inside. It's just that all the magic weapons have no brilliance, and their shapes are broken.

Those magic weapons that were at least the original immortal level, and even a few quasi-ancient heavenly treasures, were all abolished. Immediately, it fell into the river and rolled and sank.

The three treasures of the fisherman - the hat that covers the sky, the fish basket and the dragon rod. They were handed down by the Green Soul Patriarch back then, and they used to be able to double the coffins of gods and demons, how could they be ordinary?

What a magic weapon, what a great fisherman!

In a few rounds, the soldiers were lost, and the magic weapon was lost. The ancient meditation stood quietly in the sea of bitterness for a while, and did not dare to step forward.

"Fisherman of the Paradise, it's not ordinary!" said in a deep voice.

"Knife test!" the fisherman sneered, "Today, I want to seek justice for the lives of hundreds of people in the Qingshan line." The ancient flow of the Paradise is inherited for thousands of years, how can it be deceived by each other?"

As he spoke, he saw that the fisherman had made a seal with one hand.

"Paradise, heavenly burial!" the fisherman snorted.

In an instant, the sky-covering hat spun rapidly, rolling up a hurricane within a radius of hundreds of miles. Above the bitter sea, the waves are rolling, like a group of dragons absorbing water.

Hundreds of whirlpools rose into the sky, and there was more than one. At that moment, it was like a sea of bitterness, with peaks rising in all directions, pointing straight to the sky.

Countless immortal powers seem to want to seal the entire sea area. In all directions of heaven and earth, there is a surge of power.

At this time, all meditations felt as if the heavens and the earth were closing. The sky-covering hat exuded an extremely strong coercion, wanting to crush all the ancient cultivators.

It was an indiscriminate attack! Thirty-one primordial immortals, their hearts and souls were shocked.

The fisherman, standing quietly on the river, did not make any extra movements. However, the whole world around him is under his control.

"Fisherman, you are not the original immortal five-fold at all!" the black-clothed cultivator shouted in a deep voice. Because, everything in front of him is definitely not the power that the original immortal fivefold can control. (To be continued.) )