The spiritual fetus cracked a gap from top to bottom, and two palms stretched out from it, tearing left and right, and a flawless and unparalleled body slowly walked out.
If the "Immortal God King" is the concrete embodiment of the great way, then this body is the essence of humanity, and every piece of flesh and blood, every inch of skin is full of high vitality and vitality, dazzling.
The thunder true energy as hard as gold and iron came again from the "Gate of Creation". The spiritual body's body was still moving, with a total of 720 rays of light bursting out from the 720 large acupoints around him, shining brightly.
Each light has a completely different texture from other places, and it faintly condenses into a phantom.
These phantoms are all filled with divine will and full of true energy. Although they are completely different in shape, they have the same mighty power, powerful and domineering, as if they are the absolute masters of suppressing a void.
Some of them look like Xu Xing himself, but the martial arts used are different in meaning. Some are like the descendants of many divine beasts in the previous world, each with natural magical powers, and some are like the ancient demon gods derived from the thunder tribulation just now, with a domineering spirit and traversing the world.
This is another mystery of martial arts in the Yangshen world.
The human immortal senses the power of the stars in the sky and opens the acupoints, and then they can absorb the vital energy of the universe endlessly, change the body, temper the body, and finally condense the gods in the acupoints, called the body god.
At this point, humans and immortals can be said to be truly connected to the inside and outside. After opening the entrance to life and death, they can break the life limit of 200 years old, fly to the sky and escape the earth, and travel freely to the starry sea.
With the blessing of the gods of the acupoints, a pure spirit of fist can cross the infinite void, bombard the ghost immortal from the outside world, and hurt the six thunder tribulations of ghost immortals.
Although the "Tathagata Sutra" obtained by Xu Xing was incomplete, he has lived in the underground of the Western Mountain for a long time in the past twenty years, comprehending the movement of stars, and also understood the location of the 720 major acupoints by himself.
Now, with the help of the thunder energy, the 720 acupoints are penetrated and completely condensed. There is also a body spirit in charge. Only one or more "one or a hundred orifices" are the true peak human immortals.
However, for Xu Xing, the statement that "one trick can lead to all the tricks" is not accurate.
The acupoints of his divine stone spiritual fetus were all opened up by himself. If he wanted to become a peak human immortal, he needed to dig out a hundred small orifices from his orifices from his orifices.
The body of humans in this world is really too subtle. Not to mention opening up the acupoints, even if they are training the acupoints, they must be very cautious. If they are not careful, they will end up being in a devilish way and both body and spirit.
Fortunately, Xu Xing saw the "Immortal God King" and the bodies of many ancient demon gods in the thunder tribulation. He had a deeper understanding of martial arts in this world, and divided the soul into 129,600 thoughts. Only by being able to observe the body more subtly can he have the opportunity to do this.
Thinking of this, he looked at the eighth level of thunder tribulation circle in the deepest and thought silently.
Although Xu Xing has not reached the "one trick to understand all the tricks", he has the blessing of the "fist spirit essence" realm, and the soul who has survived seven times of thunder tribulation, his combat power is enough to be comparable to that of the powerful giants who have passed eight times of thunder tribulation.
Even if you forcefully overcome the eighth thunder tribulation, you will be more than 70% sure.
However, the result of the eight thunder tribulations is to "refining the soul into a god", and to arrange the 129,600 thoughts that have been dispersed into the soul, which can also be said to be the prototype of the "Yang Shen" realm.
The only skill Xu Xing has ever come into contact with, similar to the form of the eight-tribulation Yuanshen, is the "Red Refining Yuan Copper Body" of Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. His accumulation in terms is really too barren.
In order to practice the martial arts spirit that is most suitable for him, Xu Xing decided to wait until he collected enough practice books and created the most perfect martial arts spirit design before he could overcome the eighth thunder tribulation.
At this state, the intersection of the two great paths of ghost immortals and human immortals has already appeared. The ghost immortals are moving from grand to subtle, and human immortals are moving from subtle to grand.
If the level of "refining souls to become gods" is perfect, the soul will be as strong and powerful as the body. If the human and immortals cultivate to the state of "changing changes", the body can scatter into particles like the souls, arrange freely, and be everywhere.
Because of the two paths of Taoism, Xu Xing also decided to construct the soul after the martial arts at least break through to the "flesh-derived" realm after the "substance of boxing intention".
Xu Xing took a deep breath, and the body of the spirit stone suddenly expanded, as if it was hundreds of feet tall, with a clear outline of the body, covering the seven hundred and twenty gods and the void world they controlled.
His body is like a jade building in Qiong Palace, driving the gods, governing all spirits, and taking all existences in the world into control. It is a real heavenly palace and deserves the title of "Heaven Court".
Xu Xing knew that his current foundation and wisdom had been transformed into strength under the tempering of the thunder tribulation.
With his current strength, if he returns to the previous world, even if he ascends through the sky and reaches the "mysterious and boundless world", even if he is not as good as the emperors, he can still be said to be a hero.
Xu Xing shook lightly, restrained the seven hundred and twenty rays of light, waved his right hand, tearing the thunder clouds, and came to the top of the West Mountain, and stomped his feet gently.
The entire western mountain swayed immediately, and another bit of the aura wrapped in fist intention rose rapidly and turned into a golden dragon.
Although this golden dragon has no entity, it has extremely abundant magic power. As the scales open and close, it bursts out with a clanging sound of gold and iron, with its mighty power, and it has its own arrogant posture and awesomeness.
Its body swayed and turned into a young man, wearing a armor covered with scales, shaped like the "Emperor Heaven's Dragon Armor", with a slender figure and a life-like vitality surging.
The young man looked at the thunder and clouds all over the sky, felt the violent divine power, turned his head to look at Xu Xing, his eyes full of fear, and he said in grief:
"You really want to kill them all?"
This young man was transformed by the dragon soul of Taishi Mountain. His accumulation and strength were even better than the strong man who was at the peak of the sixth thunder tribulation like Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, although he was suppressed by Xu Xing just now, he felt the momentum of the other party's thunder tribulation seven times, and knew that even if he was ten times stronger, it would be difficult to fight.
After Xu Xing held his hands in his arms, he said calmly:
"Although you have been sealed on the surface over the years, you are secretly comprehending the principles of the 'Tathagata's robe'. But what have you learned in the past twenty years?"
The young man's face changed.
"You know everything?"
Xu Xing smiled:
"Although Xu is weak, he has never been blind. But twenty years have passed, what have you gained?
I can give you a choice. Now join my sect. For the God of Mountain Protection, this sect leader can create a dragon body for you, and can also share the principles of the "Tathagata's robe" for you.
If I don’t want to, I can only kill myself and refine your soul. ”
As Xu Xing spoke, he reached out and grabbed Gong Yang Yu, who was still resisting the thunder clouds, turned his hand and broke his neck, took off his head, and watered the remains of the divine stone spirit fetus with the blood of the human immortal.
Seeing this, Longhun felt a biting chill in his heart and he unconsciously took a few steps back.
He looked around and saw a group of corpses on the ground, at least they were all thunder tribulation ghost immortals, and he was even more shocked.
Xu Xing clapped his hands and asked only:
"Now, your answer?"
With just a light sentence, the Dragon Soul did not even feel the slightest murderous intent, but smelled a strong and intense smell of blood. The sense of crisis surged out like a tide, filling his heart instantly.
He was silent for a moment and suddenly said:
"'Tathagata' is the robes of the Yuan Emperor, and it also carries the truth that the Yuan Emperor breaks through the realm of the Yang God and reaches the other shore. Even if you are the Creator, you cannot defeat it with force."
Xu Xing raised his eyebrows and said:
"What you mean is that as long as I can suppress the 'Tathagata', will you be willing to join the teachings?"
Dragon Soul clasped his fists with his hands, lowered his noble head, and said in a deep voice:
"That's right!"
Xu Xing looked at him for a while and smiled and said:
"Then you just have a good opinion."
He reached out and grabbed a robe from the void. Although the robe was called a "cassock", it was made of a wide robe and large sleeves, which had a medieval style.
The entire robe flows through the body of treasure light, presenting a transparent crystal texture, with the meridians and veins running through it, astronomy and geography are all included, and passages of scriptures written in ancient texts emerge.
Every word is round and connected into a piece, like a bridge or a boat, like a sinking and floating in the boundless sea of suffering, and trying to cross people to the other side of the world, which contains a kind of supreme power and virtue, which is the "Vajra Mahaprajna Paramita" path of Emperor Yuan.
Even the dragon soul of Taishi Mountain was the first time that he had a glimpse of the full picture of the "Tathagata's robe" from this angle, and was immediately attracted by the scriptures and was fascinated by it.
However, this Yuanhuang robe, as Taishishan Dragon Soul said, has its own spirituality. Even if it is the creator of the seven-cave kalpa, it cannot force it to surrender and struggle violently in Xu Xing's palm.
Smiling, he said in a whisper:
"Although Emperor Yuan inherits the essence of Buddhism, he has lost the true intention of the Buddha, and it is not worthy of relying on."
In the voice of words, the intention of the Cheding Fist is integrated into the "Tathagata's robe", which will innovate everything, subvert everything, and recreate a new heaven, like a fist, and penetrate into this Yang God magic weapon.
The scriptures on the surface of the robe are beating violently, no longer round and smooth, like a boat or a bridge, but more like sparks, igniting the entire "Tathagata robe" and turning it into a sea of fire.
Although the spirituality in the "Tathagata's robe" is powerful, Xu Xing's boxing intention has long been comparable to that of the powerful thunder tribulation of eight times, and there are even more people who can defeat him. How can he resist a magic weapon that is uncontrollable? He can only surrender.
Xu Xing picked up the burning robe with his right hand, shook it violently, and smoothed the flames and extinguished them, and then put them into his sleeve.
Seeing this scene, Dragon Soul couldn't help but wonder:
"The 'Tathagata' is so powerful that even though it is not inferior to Pan Huang's 'Emperor', why don't the leader put it on?"
Xu Xing's whole body shook, and 720 divine lights lit up one after another, faintly revealing the appearance of the gods. The energy flowed and filled the void, causing the dragon soul to retreat about ten feet in a row.
He said calmly:
"The Yuan Huangyi and Pan Huangyi are just like this. However, this leader has a personal disciple who is missing magic weapons on his body, so he just wants to give it to him. I will show my original body. I want to go to Yujing City first."
——Didn’t you just talk about the Dharma Protector?
Long Hun wanted to say this, but when Xu Xing looked over without any emotional fluctuations, he felt cold in his heart and immediately understood that the price he had made was the price he had asked for, and he obediently revealed his original body.
This dragon soul is thousands of feet long, enough to wrap around the West Mountain for a whole week. Its aura is as towering as a mountain and as thick as the ground. It is worthy of being transformed by the essence of the earthly veins of Taishi Mountain for millions of years. Just talking about appearance is really the best in the world.
Xu Xing nodded, stood with his hands behind his back, and commented:
"Yes, such a mount is not considered as a disgrace to the identity of the leader."
He put away the remains of the spirit stone again, stepped onto the dragon's head, and stomped his feet. Although the dragon soul was reluctant, he did not dare to disobey at all. He whispered a long time and soared into the sky.
Xu Xing looked into the direction of Yujing City, then looked at the turbulent flow in the void, and planned in his mind.
After a big fuss in Yujing City, he went deep into the void and found Taizu of the Great Zhou, seized his inheritance and magic weapons, and then returned to Yunwu Mountain in the East China Sea to study it slowly.
Just as the battle was settled, tens of thousands of miles away, on a deserted land, there was a handsome face, tall and masculine man who suddenly raised his head and looked at Yujing City.
His eyes were originally empty, but now a flash of light suddenly burst out, and the light burst into light, as if it was penetrated through the void. A violent and fierce intention rushed from the top of his skull, unparalleled.
"It's you?!"
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the powerful men at the level of ghost immortals were shocked, and they felt that time and space seemed to solidify at this moment, their thoughts were slow and they could hardly operate.
This feeling was fleeting, and the man stepped out and disappeared from the spot.
——
On the other side, Hong Xuanji wore the "Emperor Heaven's Dragon Armor", drilled through the void and flowing, came to the Emperor Heaven's World, and suddenly knelt down.
"I am incompetent, so I will break through the realm!"
Yang Pan also felt something. Although his face was as heavy as water, he did not forget to soothe Hong Xuanji and said slowly:
"The heads of the four major families, a group of ghost immortals, and Gong Yang Yu and Qiu, have never done anything to each other. The crime of this battle is not yours.
This is clearly an enemy like a dream god. However, he has just survived seven thunder tribulations and his martial arts has not reached the peak of human immortal realm. Our monarch and ministers still have a chance to correct this mistake. ”
He swept his sleeves and saw the phantom of a giant ship, the tower ship had already appeared on the world of heaven, and said in a deep voice:
"The Boat of Creation has been silent for more than 20 years. Now is the time to show its might."
Hong Xuanji was silent for a while before speaking:
"According to my opinion, the demon has completely recovered his consciousness. Meng Bingyun's son happened to have a close relationship with this demon.
I have sent someone to take down this rebellious son. Your Majesty can start with him and arrange it calmly in order to kill him with one blow. ”
As Hong Xuanji spoke, a trace of struggle flashed through his eyes, and then he became extremely cold and decisive again, and he had a sense of control over the ages and positioned in the center of heaven and earth, and suddenly rose up.
Yang Pan was shocked, and then was overjoyed, and said with a touching hand:
"Okay, good news! Mystery, this mental disorder that has troubled you for many years is finally no longer an obstacle, and you have truly become a human immortal!
You and I, the king and the minister work together, even if the dream gods come in person, what are you afraid of? ”
Yang Panxi was not only Hong Xuanji had already made arrangements, but also he was able to make this decision.
In the past twenty years, Hong Xuanji's martial arts cultivation has already reached the realm of human immortals, but because of Meng Bingyun's affairs, he was always worried that he could not break through, and was even overwhelmed by Gong Yang Yu.
Although Gong Yang Yu and Qiu died in battle, and although the Daqian Dynasty suffered heavy losses, it would definitely not be a loss for Yang Pan to get a breakthrough in Hong Xuanji who broke through the shackles.
Hong Xuanji stood up straight, his eyes were filled with magic light, like a demon god, who was in his heart and in control, and said coldly:
"The human immortal body of Meng Shenji has been destroyed. He has no hope of becoming a Yang God. But I am cultivating into a human immortal, crushing the vacuum in sight. It is only a matter of time before I defeat him. Your Majesty does not need to worry!"
As he spoke, the "Emperor Tian Shi Dragon Armor" on Hong Xuanji's body also trembled, stirring up a stream of bright yellow air. The aura of the first dragon contained in it washed his limbs, bones, marrow, and blood from the inside.
Yang Pan nodded with gratitude, waved his hand, and was full of energy:
"Okay! Xuanji, you will bring your son now. I will immediately start the boat of creation and use the head of this demon as a gift for you to break through the realm of human immortals!"
Hong Xuanji nodded heavily, stepped out of the Emperor's Heavenly World, and came to the main hall of the Marquis of Wu Wen's Mansion. Before he could land, he issued an order in the manner of a master:
"Where is Butler Wu?"
At this time, a particularly frivolous voice with a bad joke and mocking voice sounded in Hong Xuanji's ears, making him notice a strange familiarity.
"Hong Xuanji, are you looking for him?"
As he finished speaking, a black light and shadow broke through the air and rushed towards Hong Xuanji's chest. Without thinking, he clenched his right fist and the air in front of him roared violently, surging like a tide, smashing the thing to pieces.
But when Hong Xuanji looked closely, he realized that he was clearly a headless body, Wu Wenhui, the old housekeeper who had followed him for decades!
He raised his head suddenly, his eyes becoming extremely cold, his anger surged, his hair rising like fire, and even rose from under the dragon-headed helmet, like a lion's mane.
But under the word "ritual" in the main hall, a man in black sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master, supported himself on the desk table with one hand, raised his jaw, looked over with interest, his eyes were full of evil spirits and his smile was mysterious.
"Hong Xuanji, how about it? Do you feel surprised or surprised when I see me?"
When Hong Xuanji saw the extremely familiar face, his pupils couldn't help but shrink and he even retreated to the door of the main hall. Although his voice was still as powerful as an ancient dragon, it contained a host of lingering surprises and shocks.
"How come you, why are you still alive?!"
Hong Xuanji has a lot of connection with Yin Yue, and even learned the martial arts of this Buddha more than once, so he was deeply impressed by him.
But he couldn't imagine how the Dou Buddha would have become like this, so weird, mysterious, and even... deeply demonic!
Hong Xuanji thought about this, his eyes suddenly condensed. When he recalled the entanglement between his son and the man from Donghai, he suddenly realized something.
Yin Yue rose up long, raised her head and smiled, her smile full of indescribable weirdness, grief and anger, and... irrepressible excitement!
"Hong Xuanji, of course, I am still alive. How could I die if I didn't untie your and Yang Pan's heads?!"
His laughter exploded like thunder, and it was roaring. It was just the sound that lifted the dome of the entire main hall, and it even shook nearly half of the houses in the Marquis of Wu Wen's mansion and collapsed, resounding throughout the Yujing City!
Yin Yue had no idea, but just turned her head and looked at Hong Xuanji. The voice became more gloomy and the chill was biting:
"In the 35th year of Daqian, you, together with the Taishang Dao Meng Bingyun, Prince Yang Chuiyun and other masters, surrounded and killed me.
I pity you for being young and practicing hard, so I let you go. I never thought that you would kill the Dachan Temple in the future, destroy my temple and kill my disciples.
You should repay this cause and effect! ”
Yin Yue shouted loudly, took one step forward, and the big holes were opened all over her body, attracting the vitality of heaven and earth, igniting a raging flame, turning the hall into a sea of hot fire, and hit Hong Xuanji's forehead with one punch.
Hong Xuanji had just broken through to the human immortal, and was wearing the "Emperor Tianshi Dragon Armor". He was at the peak and most confident period of his life. He was not afraid of fighting with Yin Yue, and just sneered:
"You and others who do not admire the king's transformation or respect etiquette should have been eliminated. If you are cruel to kill me in the past, it is your biggest mistake in your life!"
As the words were heard, the two immortals had already fought two or three hundred fists in the hall at an unknown speed with a superb voice. The qi and blood were burning, and the fist wind collided violently, swinging in all directions. In just one blink of an eye, the gorgeous and magnificent Wu Wen Hou Mansion was completely flattened!
Yin Yue giggled, and the brilliant golden flames suddenly covered with a dark aperture, which added a more evil color to the devil's way.
His tough fist suddenly changed into a light palm, covering Hong Xuanji's heart, and his voice became even more erratic, as if coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
"You said it right, so I need to correct this mistake now."
After being hit by this palm in the chest, Hong Xuanji felt a severe pain in his heart even though he was wearing the "Emperor Tianshi Dragon Armor", and he was about to crack. His eyes raked, and a light golden bloodline with black air oozed out from under his helmet, and a dizzy twitch was spinning. Seeing this, Yin Yue smiled more happily, and slapped her hands together, each palm with at least five or six hundred hidden powers, surging like a tide, layer by layer, endless.
"Hahahahaha, Hong Xuanji, twenty years have passed, you have just become an immortal, and you still dare to show off your character to me!
So what if I wear a turtle shell? I have been a monk for so many years. Today I really want to give it a try. What does old turtle meat taste like?
The ambition is to eat the meat of the barbarians, and laugh at the thirst and drink the blood of the Huns. The leader’s mind really talks about these words that really touch my heart, hahahahahahaha! ”
In terms of martial arts, Hong Xuanji is just a peerless strong man like Yin Yue, who is almost the peak human immortal.
What's more, in the past twenty years Yin Yue, from Xu Xing's memory, I don't know how many martial arts skills he learned, supplemented by the secret magic sect, the boxing technique was superb and incredibly exquisite, far beyond Hong Xuanji's imagination.
If it weren't for the "Emperor Tianshi Dragon Armor" who strengthened Hong Xuanji in all aspects from the three levels of energy and spirit, he would have been beaten to death by Yin Yue on the spot and put the corpse in 170 or 80 tricks.
The momentum of the two great immortal strong men fighting was too great. In Yujing City, all the qualified strong men turned their attention to see who had such courage.
However, due to the masculine qi and blood and strong boxing intention of human immortals, there are very few people who can pay attention to the truth here. Even scholars who are taking the exam in the tribute school are affected, only because of an earthquake.
However, Hong Yi had already handed in the paper early and came outside the examination room. He wanted to rush to Xishan directly, but unexpectedly met three masters of art, so he stopped and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
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Over the Yujing City, there were clouds, lightning and thunder, and the heavy rain poured like a waterfall. The water vapor was so rich that it was impossible to open its eyes. But suddenly, an indescribable slender figure broke through the sea of clouds and teared the rain curtain.
The sunlight fell from the sky, reflecting a red gold scale armor, with a radiant light that was indescribable.
Ten feet, hundred feet, thousand feet!
The long shadow kept rising, sweeping the water and clouds all over the sky, carrying a powerful aura that no existence could match. It occupies the sky, overlooking the world, its power swept across a hundred miles, and there was a magnificent light intertwined.
Like a giant head of a mountain, with horns forked, twisted like branches, long beards swimming, red and golden scales, and golden mane swept up and down the back of the spine... All of this demonstrates the great sacredness of this thing.
Any residents of Yujing City who see this behemoth will have the same idea from the bottom of their heart, no matter what their vision is:
——This is a dragon!
They soon noticed that on the towering head of the mountain, there was actually a "small dot" the size of a mustard seed. From the eyes, this "small dot" was not even as big as a scale.
But anyone with vision will never be able to look away as long as they see that "small dot".
It seems that it is the most indisputable and unquestionable protagonist of heaven and earth. He is born to bathe in the scorching sun and enjoy the look of all sentient beings.
That "small spot" was a figure.
This man wore a silver crown on his head, a green robe and a yellow ribbon on his inside, and a crane buckle on his outside. His big sleeves were swaying, with a medieval style, and his face and figure were extremely handsome.
It cannot even be described as handsome. It is simply flawless. It is like the most perfect creation that only by the gods can only build up by spending all their efforts to take away the essence of heaven and earth, the glory of sun and moon, the light of stars, and the spirit of mountains and rivers.
Such creatures are like ancient demons. Their existence alone demonstrates the supreme principles of heaven and earth. Compared with him, even a thousand-foot-sized dragon is only worthy of being a foil and footnote.
As for the other people in Yujing City, no matter how well they have achieved, they are ghost immortals, martial saints, or powerful people who have survived many thunder tribulations, they can only look up to them.
This time, no one knows that this person has just survived seven thunder tribulations and cultivated the realm of creation, comparable to that of the contemporary sages of the Middle Ages.
Outside the Jade Capital City, a god came riding a dragon!
Since the founding of the Daqian Dynasty, it has never received such insults. Even more than 20 years ago, Yu Wenmu, the Grand Master of Yunmeng, led an iron cavalry to break through the Jingjingkou and the troops were approaching the capital, they were never like this today.
For a moment, many residents even forgot to breathe, looked up at the dragon-riding god, praying endlessly, hoping that any strong man could stand up and protect Yujing City.
As the emperor's personal soldiers, the Qiankun Dragon Guard, the Creation Shadow Guard, the Imperial Guard in Yujing City, and even the eunuchs in the palace have all been dispatched, either lurking in the streets and alleys, or coming to the top of the city.
But these strong men were full of intimidation, and they did not have the courage to be the Gancheng of the country. After all, although there were many great masters and martial saints, they were just ants in front of the body of a thousand-foot dragon.
Although Xu Xing had not taken action yet, an unstable and solemn aura was already filled with the entire Yujing City. Not only was the storm coming, but the building was about to collapse and shaking!
At this moment, even the civilians who were powerless were deeply aware of what it means to have the enemy!
Xu Xing stood on the dragon's head, completely ignoring the hostile gaze. His eyes penetrated the void and landed in the East Palace next to the palace. He stood with his hands behind his back and asked calmly:
"Where is Prince Daqian?"
Strictly speaking, his voice was not very loud, even less than a breath of the dragon soul, but the sound was spreading far away and loudly in the ears of everyone in Yujing City.
In the East Palace, a man was sitting on a large chair, wearing a rolling gold four-clawed dragon robe and a red gold crown. He looked graceful and had a domineering and majestic majesty.
He was the prince of Daqian in the dynasty, Yang Yuan.
Hearing this voice, Yang Yuan suddenly raised his head, and a deep look of doubt appeared in his eyes.
"Who is this person?!"
Xu Xing seemed to hear his heart and said calmly:
"It is said that a few years ago, Shenjiagou, Zhongzhou suffered a flood. You allocated money and food for disaster relief. There were remnants of Dachan Temple, which caused a civilian change. If you lead troops to suppress it, can you still get Yang Pan's praise?"
Although this tone was bland, it was like a golden rule, which made Yang Yuan not feel disobedient at all. He wanted to defend himself, but he couldn't speak at all.
But Xu Xing continued:
"However, it is said that the money and food were greedy, and the civil unrest is nothing. You are simply a traitor. You are a damn prince. He is so big that he does evil so badly. He deserves to die."
After commenting on two words, Yang Yuan was shocked, and his whole body exploded from the inside out, splashing out the flesh and blood, and a blood lotus that was several feet in a radius bloomed on the spot.
A soul broke out from his body, and nine apertures lingered behind him. His face was horrified and was about to rush towards the palace. Few people knew that Prince Daqian was actually a hidden ghost immortal.
But even though he is a ghost immortal, and has the blessing of the Sutra of Future Non-birth, and has condensed the nine gods, how can he defeat Xu Xing, a powerful man who has both human immortals and ghost immortals, and can understand the existence or non-existence.
This soul, which was wrapped in nine major apertures and had the power of nine ordinary ghost immortals, was immediately captured by one force and grabbed back to the dragon's head.
Xu Xing looked at the aperture behind his head, nodded, and commented:
"Although you have a despicable character, the 'Future No Birth Sutra' is still quite decent. This achievement will be inherited by my disciples of the leader."
He reached out and grabbed Yang Yuan's soul and burst into thousands of thoughts. The nine apertures were put into the sleeves, put together with the "Tathagata's robe", waiting to be given to Hong Yi.
Xu Xing's actions were done openly and upright, which also made the entire Yujing City silent and did not dare to make any noise.
You should know that even Meng Shenji of the past had only assassinated the emperor and fled thousands of miles away. He had never had such a feat.
Even though we went back thousands of years, there was no such person or such a thing in the Middle Ages. Who is this newly emerged Creator? !
Xu Xing killed Yang Yuan, but had no intention of leaving. He stood tall and his eyes were stumbled. Every strong man looking at the sky felt that he was looking at him. His heart was chilling and he couldn't help but look away.
Only Yin Yue and Hong Xuanji were still fighting as if no one was fighting. They were still in a state of motion, and they fought on the marquis's mansion, but the damage and chaos caused gradually affected the entire Yujing City.
It is obvious to the naked eye that Hong Xuanji has fallen into decline, and Yin Yue has no intention of letting him go. He is a trump card with every step of his moves.
At the same time, a violent and vigorous stream of light suddenly appeared behind Yin Yue. The light was bright yellow, sharp and heavy, and extremely fierce.
Before the light hit Yin Yue, his body and body disintegrated and bones appeared. It can be seen how terrifying the power was. He twisted his lumbar spine and came back to his senses. His fists faced the light and shouted:
"The Central Wu is already empty in the great true energy!"
The one who took action was Yang Pan.
This "Central Wu is already empty in great true energy" is the real killer weapon of the "Creation Boat". The power of one blow is enough to compare with the Creator of the Seven Tribulations to take full advantage, and it is even better.
This emperor is indeed overlord. Even if Xu Xing beats his prince to death in public, he can still hold his troops in a state of peace. In order to wait for the opportunity, he will use a fatal blow, kill Xu Xing's arm, and rescue Hong Xuanji.
Even Xu Xing had known for a long time that the relationship between Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan's monarch and ministers was extraordinary, and he even studied the plan of the two to cross the other side together. Seeing this situation, he still couldn't help laughing.
He raised his hand and punched the void in the face. His palm was tearing from the void turbulence and stretched out from the crack, crushing the "empty and great true energy".
Seeing this, Yang Pan did not hesitate and started the "Boat of Creation" and hit Xu Xing's palm.
Although the King of this artifact was hit by Xu Xing, most of the power was provided by the demonic energy accumulated by the Demon Star for tens of thousands of years.
Although Xu Xing has survived seven thunder tribulations and has cultivated 720 acupoints, he is still less than tens of thousands of years of demonic energy.
What's more, the "Boat of Creation" has also been repaired in these twenty years. Although it is still a big gap from its heyday, it is even better than it was twenty years ago.
Therefore, Xu Xing did not fight hard on the "Boat of Creation". He shook his right hand and grabbed Yin Yue in his hand, carried him back to the Tianlong, and said loudly:
"Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji, you are just a person who is in vain to control the magical artifacts and the country. You are just a fucking man. He actually made a secret move and plotted against my apprentice. It's ridiculous!
In my opinion, the fate of your king and his subjects has only been in these few years, hahahahaha! ”
Amid the laughter, a tower ship dozens of feet high, cut through the void and appeared above Yujing City, confronting Xu Xing. Yang Pan's majestic voice covering the four fields came from inside.
"What the hell are you going to do?"
Although Xu Xing's palm was extremely strong, it also allowed Yang Pan to roughly see his background. At least, this person had not survived eight thunder tribulations, nor had he become the peak human immortal who "leads all the orifices".
Adding up the two sides, even if he has the strength of a powerful thunder tribulation eight times, if the Daqian Dynasty has fully exerted its foundation, it will not be impossible to deal with it.
But, if you deal with him, how can you deal with Meng Shenji?
It was precisely because of such concerns that Yang Pan did not launch the "Creation Boat" as soon as possible and killed him regardless of the consequences.
Xu Xing ignored Yang Pan, but just reached out to grab Hong Yi, an old man, a strong man, and a little girl beside him.
When the old man and the strong man saw Xu Xing, they were immediately grateful and wanted to kneel down and kowtow, calling their benefactors to stop. They were the residents of Shenjiagou that Xu Xing had just mentioned.
Xu Xing executed the prince in public, which was avenging the two of them.
Xu Xing still stopped their kneeling and pushed Hong Yi in front of him. He stood side by side with his disciples and said warmly:
"Hong Yi, how do you feel when you stand here?"
This is the first time Hong Yi has experienced this feeling of riding a dragon and shaking the wind, over the sky, and traveling through the blue and darkness. Even if the wind surging and the coldness of the cut face is cold, he still has an indescribable pleasure.
Hong Yi turned his head again and looked at the Yujing City beneath him. From this perspective, this city that is the best in the world is about the same size as his slap.
The Hong Mansion, which had been trapped for more than ten years and had suffered a lot of grievances, was just a mustard seed in the palm of the hand, and a devastated and devastated mustard seed.
And the invincible father in Hong Yi's eyes, who was like a demon god, also raised his head and looked up at his figure.
For a moment, Hong Yi felt his mind open, and a feeling suddenly arose in his mind. He shook his head and said:
"So, the Marquis' Mansion and the Marquis of Wu Wen are just like this."
Hong Xuanji is now standing on the boat of creation, standing side by side with Yang Pan. When he heard these words, his eyes were cold and he spit out two words, his murderous intent was biting and the bitterness of the cold.
"Rebellious!"
Xu Xing laughed and patted his shoulder.
"You kid is not bad at heart. It's because you have been in the Marquis' Mansion for too long over the years, and you are restrained everywhere, and your demeanor is broken.
The world is vast and vast. If you succeed in your practice in the future, you should walk around and take a look to be considered as a success in this life. ”
Hong Yi nodded and focused his head.
Xu Xing's words were just about to reach his heart. It has always been Hong Yi's wish to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.
But he didn't have the ability before, but now he is different from the past. The world is great. He is about to see it one by one before he can live up to his life!
However, when Hong Yi thought of this, he looked at Xu Xing again, wanting to speak but stopping, as if he wanted to ask something, but he was not easy to speak.
Xu Xing patted his shoulder again, squinted his eyes and said, "
"Although I know the answer, I guess you should want another person and tell you in person. Since that's the case, you can ask boldly."
Hong Yi trembled all over, turned his head, and looked at Hong Xuanji on the "Boat of Creation". His eyes were deep, word by word, sonorous and powerful, and asked:
"My father, no, Hong Xuanji, how did my mother die?!"
As soon as he said this, Hong Yi felt another kind of pleasure.
The pleasure just now belongs to the great freedom of immortals who are free and roaming endlessly. Now this pleasure comes from the great perseverance of scholars to stick to the truth and understand their nature.
He actually wanted to ask this question a long time ago.
But I had no power back then and could not support the truth in my heart. I was forced by Hong Xuanji, and now I can finally speak freely!
Hong Xuanji faced Hong Yi's gaze without any shame, and only shouted:
"It's true that it's a demon and a man-made fetus, a great rebellion! Hong Yi! You are also a scholar, have you not read the ethics and laws? Do you don't understand the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues? Do you don't understand the ethics and morals? How dare you call me by my name!"
Hong Yi sneered:
"The Three Bonds and Five Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Constant Con
Now, answer me! ”
Hong Yi's voice became more and more fierce, driving his internal strength, blood, and even thoughts to become more active. His soul became more and more condensed like a sword light, revealing his sharpness and rushing towards the bullfighting, making people afraid to look directly.
At this moment, Hong Yi's Taoist cultivation actually made another breakthrough!
Hong Xuanji raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly:
"Your mother is just a demon, cholera, and she attempts to control the country's magical artifacts, and puts me injustice! Besides, she is just a concubine, and my wife kills her, which is reasonable and national law! You read and understand the truth and talk about the great righteousness. What is great righteousness?! Little beast!"
Hong Xuanji's eyes were full of disdain and contempt in his words, which showed his indifference to Hong Yi's son.
Hong Yi wanted to say something else, but saw a giant hand hanging from the sky, slapped Hong Xuanji on the deck like a dead dog, his muscles and bones were so shaking that he couldn't stand up for a long time.
Yang Pan suddenly raised his head and looked at Xu Xing, his eyes full of anger, as if a volcano was about to erupt. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word from his teeth:
"You!"
Xu Xing didn't go to see him, clapped his hands and sneered:
"In front of my leader, I dare to spray feces all over my mouth, and I'm really looking for death."
He turned his head and looked at Hong Yi, and he was very tempted:
"Good disciple, remember, the great way is like a sea of abyss, not between words. Since you and such a ruthless beast are unreasonable, just kill them."
Xu Xing said as he moved his toes, as if he had crushed an ant to death, and his tone was even more light:
"I will kill him at least a thousand ways today, so that he will die no more, but considering your kid's mood, let him go for the time being.
After all, it is up to you to truly relieve yourself if you revenge. How about it? ”
Hong Yi looked at Hong Xuanji and Yang Pan, then focused his head again, and bowed:
"Thank you for the ancestor!"
Xu Xing laughed to the sky and swept his sleeves, and the laughter stirred the fields and swept across the eight wildernesses, rolling like a tide.
"Then let's make sure that both of them live a few more years!"
Hong Yi said seriously:
"At most five years."
Seeing their master and apprentice talking and laughing calmly, Yang Pan's face was as deep as the bottom of a pot. He repeatedly twisted his fingers, suppressing his anger, causing it to stop purifying it, and purifying it into the deepest anger.
Xu Xing stroking his hands and exclaimed:
"What a wonderful thing, you are such a brave man in my sect! Since you have joined my Pingtian Sect and want to compete with people like Hong Xuanji, you should also give you a batch of good treasures."
Xu Xing brushed his right hand and the "Tathagata's robe" floated out. When Yin Yue saw the scriptures above, her body of qi and blood were about to burst out, and her boxing intention rushed straight into the sky, shocking the world.
When Yang Pan saw this "Tathagata robe", his eyes were red, and he was very upset, and even more hated Xu Xing.
——If there wasn’t this demon who suddenly appeared, this cassock would have been for them!
Xu Xing personally put the "Tathagata robe" on Hong Yi's body, took out the "Brahma Wheel" from his sleeve, clapped his hands, and said with satisfaction:
"No, the current appearance is pretty good."
Hong Xuanji then got up and saw the Brahma wheel in Hong Yi's hand, his eyes turned red, his nails pierced into the flesh and blood, and he wished he could roar to the sky.
The martial arts created by Hong Xuanji is called the "Where of Life and Death in the Heavens", which was formed by his understanding of the two sutras of the Supreme Tao "Yu", "Zuan" and "Creation Sutra", but because he could not comprehend the essence of the "Brahma Wheel", he failed to achieve perfection.
Now that he saw that the magic weapon he was thinking about was held in his hand by the little beast Hong Yi, Hong Xuanji was furious, but he was powerless.
Xu Xing was too lazy to look at the two people below. He stomped his feet and the dragon soul roared and soared into the sky, causing the void to shake for a hundred miles, and his long body winding, looking straight to the west mountain.
A moment later, everyone in Yujing City saw Xu Xing using his great magical powers to forcibly divide the earth veins, and took the West Mountain and a group of fox disciples to break through the air, but he was completely gone. (This chapter ends)