Shrouding the sky: starting from the magic jar of swallowing the sky Chapter 738: The Taoist fetus is respected, and hundreds of emperors come to court
Chapter 738: The Taoist fetus is respected, and hundreds of emperors come to court
Standing at the top, loneliness follows, this is what every strong man in the End of the Dharma era has to experience.
Faced with the requests of many great sects and the old man of the Zifu Holy Land, Zixia did not refuse and decided to give a lecture here for one day to explain the doubts of the ancients, discuss the laws of yin and yang, and explain the mysterious meaning of the great road.
In the meantime, some familiar people came, headed by Yao Yuekong from Tianyao Palace. This Tianyao Xunxun in purple clothes had an evil look all over his body, like a purple comet crossing the sky of the Eastern Wasteland. But facing a
As a quasi-emperor, he was very polite, regarded Zixia as his senior, and did not dare to do anything that exceeded the rules.
There are also Saint Wanchu, Saint Daoyi and others, and the shadows of old friends are coming one after another, including peers and the old man Zixia once called her uncle and master.
At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the Taoist platform, her eyes were flowing, and the entire Eastern Wasteland was in front of her eyes, as well as the sun filled with purple energy, which was very much like the scene in the past. The memories of her teenage years were noisy, but
Those memories were quietly extinguished, leaving only an indifferent quasi-emperor.
The past life is like a dream and a bubble, like a dream and like lightning, all buried in the past.
Salute you from the south, servant of the Hundred Saints!
Looking down at the Big Dipper, all things come and go.
This was the loneliness that belonged to Zixia alone. Suddenly, her desire to revisit her old place faded away, leaving only a little silence.
Life and death are like a dream!
Five hundred years ago, the young girl was a fledgling, with clear and bright eyes. She danced her skirt and transformed into the purple sun for the first time, shooting out a beam of purple light. The sun set at the end of the sky and disappeared.
Five hundred years later, the female queen returned to Beidou. When she was walking in Yaochi, her heart palpitated suddenly, as if she sensed something. She looked up at the sky, and a ray of purple light hit her jade neck. It could not shake her immortal body, but it cut off her last trace of earthly connection.
…
That year, the light was as bright as purple catkins, but the ethereal and fairy-like Taoist girl was missing.
"A thought will bloom, and the cause and effect will be controlled!"
Accompanied by a heavenly voice, the mountains and valleys of Beidou were roaring, Zixia's hair was disheveled, and her eyes were filled with the indescribably rich green energy of the Great Dao. Everything that could be seen was seen by the Supreme Being.
Thousands of chains.
At this moment, Zixia didn't know that when she felt the time, she had already opened a door to heaven and man in the Tao Fei bloodline, and her whole person fell into a terrifying state of Tao enlightenment, and the time around her passed quietly.
Falling, but she didn't realize it at all, it was another month after the battle on the Yaochi Taoist platform.
In those dark eyes, all kinds of things passed by quickly, and azure clouds suddenly rolled up in this ancient land.
And the aura on Zixia's body also began to change. Sometimes it was weak, only in the realm of a saint, and sometimes it was terrifying, as if a supreme being had arrived, which made everyone tremble, their bodies were like chaff, and they almost wanted to kneel down.
At the end, the Immortal Tears Green Golden Pagoda of the Yaochi Holy Land flew out on its own, sending out bursts of rays of light, and landed in front of Zixia, protecting her.
Zixia is completely unaware of everything in the outside world.
She seemed to have started a big dream, one for eternity and one for ten thousand years. It was as if she had walked through life all over again.
With the blood of the Dao in her arms, the girl swept through all the enemies in the galaxy. Wherever she passed, the geniuses withered, and the light of the Dao suppressed everything until she met one person, a special creature.
He was the only one who could defeat him. As a result, the two of them got to know each other and gradually fell in love with each other.
Later, she attained enlightenment and became a queen, and her husband also became a master of the supreme level. For thousands of years, the two of them experienced the splendor of the world, sitting and watching the world of mortals turbulence, until the birth of their child.
She sealed her parents and children, accompanied her husband, and fulfilled her duties as a wife. Everything was so beautiful until... the corpse disaster came.
"well……"
Meng Dao, Su Yu looked at the five-color red hair on his body and couldn't help but smack his tongue. He wanted to use the fire of immortal calamity to burn out all the evil, then rush into the underworld and kill the Prison King again, taking with him the Source God and the Source.
The ghost and the chaotic blood ghost were also dealt with.
At this time, the Prison Suppressing Emperor and the Three Masters of Yuandao have not separated yet.
Let these evil beings experience the light of the Shangqing sword again!
But in this case, the curve of the story will inevitably change.
"It's rare for Zi'er to trigger the Western Emperor's brand, so you should suffer a little..." Su Yu resisted the urge to draw his sword and kill the Origin God, and began to reproduce the classic.
"I can't grow old with you, so let me free myself and send me on my way." He turned around and said to the beauty in purple imperial robe, feeling indescribable helplessness and full of reluctance.
The face of the woman in purple was full of sadness, tears rolled down her face, she was extremely sad, and she squeezed his palms covered with long hairs of five colors.
"Our child will definitely become an immortal and will become the ancestor of a religion in the future." At that last moment, when Su Yu mentioned the child, he did not follow the old procedure, but said something else.
Then, he quickly transformed, and the blazing flames burned away the five-color red hair, revealing a flawless face and a strong and upright figure.
"Goodbye, Zi'er, if there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you when I am fifteen years old and renew our fate in this life." The light and shadow ended, leaving only the woman's wailing call...
Relying on his proficiency in the Eternal Dream, Su Yu returned from outside the territory and immediately entered the forbidden area of the underworld, awakening the Prison Suppressing Emperor and the three masters of Yuandao.
The two sides started a battle, and everything was a flash of lightning. No one thought that the Tongtian Mingbao would devour the Lord and suppress the ghosts with chaotic blood to death. Then, under the Shangqing Killing Sword Technique, the Source Ghost and the Source God quickly followed suit.
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Only the prison-suppressing emperor was left alone, his forehead bone was pierced by Su Yu, and he fell into the ashes.
Finally, the dark giant held the black gold fairy wheel, wore the Ming Iron Emperor's clothes, held the death battle gun in his left hand, and the hell sky gun in his right hand. Step by step, he ascended the throne that symbolized the Ming Lord.
In the original timeline, the underworld hid the Supreme Being with the help of the Tongtian Mingbao. The Western Queen Mother had a huge hatred but could not find the culprit. In the end, she just smashed the door plaque of the underworld and failed to avenge her husband.
This story... Su Yu wanted to change some of it in order to achieve the purpose of sharpening the dreamer's path.
In the depths of the underworld, as the four statues came to an end, countless ghosts crawled on their knees. Thousands of sinister winds rolled up in the sky, howling in the scarlet demon soil. Demonic shadows appeared in the wasteland, and the land in the distance was dim.
Finally, there was even a five-color red hair whirlwind blowing up, hair as red as blood, long hair as black as ink, golden and shiny substances... At this moment, they all rushed out, covering the sky and the sun, flying sand and rocks, and all evil things came out.
Surrounding a dark red throne.
This is a throne made of a piece of chaos stone. I don’t know how much true blood of gods and demons has been soaked in it. It is painted with thorn patterns. You can even vaguely hear evil ghosts crying and the undead wailing. Where the throne is, there is a vast and gloomy sky.
A heavy plume cloud hangs down, which is extremely scary.
Stepping on the corpse of his predecessor, the recently ascended Ming Zun sat on this corpse seat. His whole body was wrapped in Ming iron armor. Under the lunar moonlight, the deathly magic light, the death battle spear and the Nirvana Sky Ge shone.
It hit the yin earth heavily, causing Kun Ling to crack, and the Imperial Dao Chain spread, as if a regional gate had been opened, and countless evil things emerged, like shadows and shadows.
"As far as the facts are concerned... the despair of the Queen Mother is too shallow, not enough at all." Su Yu's eyes revealed a trace of divine light, and a cold light appeared on his face wrapped in the dark iron mask.
He rubbed the supreme underworld weapon in his hand, and his whole body was filled with demonic energy. He was much stronger than the Prison Suppressing Emperor.
"If you avoid fighting, how can you create a desperate situation? If there is no desperate situation, how can you transform..."
Su Yu whispered, and two rays of true yin shot out from his eyes. In an instant, all ghosts were invincible, the bloody storm was silent, all the darkness was shattered by two beams of sky light, and the only three remaining Zhunjiuzhan in the underworld were trembling, kneeling not far away.
It felt like all the muscles and bones in my body were about to break.
"The new Ming Zun is too strong..." The prison master's heart was trembling, he couldn't resist at all, and he was willing to surrender to this lord of hell.
Suddenly, a cold voice came into his ears, making the Ghost Emperor shiver.
"Prison Palace... you go and steal the body of the Chaos Body."
This is an oral message, and along with it comes an imperial spear imbued with the true meaning of death! It means that the mission must be completed.
But the difficulty is really too high.
"That man's partner is the Purple Emperor."
The Lord of the Prison Suppression Hall was cold all over and felt that he had stepped into half an abyss. If he agreed, he would surely die. How could he be the opponent of a living emperor and steal his husband's body? The Purple Emperor would never let him go.
But if he doesn’t, the Lord of the Underworld will kill him now!
The corpses of the four emperors were just lying there. The example was too clear.
Is it death, or is it the destruction of body and soul?
The master of the prison palace soon had the answer.
"Subordinate... take orders and will definitely bring the body of Chaos!" The ghost quasi-emperor was weeping in his heart, but on the surface his face was as sinking as water, and he responded resolutely.
Death in the hands of the Purple Emperor, as long as the corpse remains, there may be a day when the true spirit will be revived in the future, but disobeying the Lord of the Underworld is more terrifying than eternal death.
"Crack!"
In the dim mist, at the moment when the demonic shadow left, streaks of bloody lightning suddenly struck out. It was particularly eye-catching and coquettish, like streaks of blood blooming. It was terrifying.
Seeing the Master of the Prison Suppressing Palace leaving resolutely, the other two Palace Masters felt sad, half happy and half sad.
They were happy that one of their colleagues died and the two of them could occupy more resources. But they were worried that the new Ming Zun was too cold and would let them die at every turn, without any common sense.
In their minds, the Lord of the Prison Palace will definitely die if he goes there!
That is ten deaths and no life!
The result is indeed the same.
In the Beidou Star Territory, the quasi-emperor of the underworld had just approached the burial place when he saw the figure guarding the Purple Emperor.
He used multiple methods to dispatch all the Yin soldiers and ghost generals under his command, and even sent out four quasi-emperor corpse slaves as harassment, and successfully deceived the Purple Emperor.
Taking advantage of the critical moment, he sneaked into the burial ground and used the Death Emperor Spear to hide himself, but he still encountered the Jida formation.
With no other choice, he could only attack the imperial formation.
In the middle of the journey, the Purple Emperor rushed back, and a quasi-emperor from the ninth level of the Ghost Realm splattered the starry sky with blood and died miserably under thousands of Taoist principles.
"Here we come, the curtain begins to draw down."
In the underworld, Su Yu was lying on the throne of thorns, with silver-white hair stained with black blood, a pair of calm eyes, and a crystal clear skull in his hand.
This is the skull of the Origin God, which he made into a wine cup, and the divine wine contained in it is also brewed with the Royal Blood of the Origin God.
The ghost killed his silver and gold star tree once!
This kind of revenge is not enough.
Su Yu drank the blood wine, with the corners of his mouth dotted with scarlet color, and stood up from the Blood Throne.
The next moment, as the underworld cracked, a purple-clothed queen came in to launch the final reckoning.
A royal fight begins.
Different from avoiding war in another time and space, this time the underworld faces the strongest person in the world.
And the ending is naturally one-sided.
Facing Su Yu who was in charge of the immortal weapon, Zihuang was no match at all, even if he pushed his Tao power to the extreme, the two of them fought for a long time and destroyed countless yin earths.
In the end, Zixia was covered in blood, and her hands and feet were pierced by the sword made of the Hades' blood wood. She suffered severe injuries and escaped from the underworld at a huge cost.
The enemy did not pursue her, but just watched the empress's fleeing figure indifferently.
"Underworld is the place where all souls come to an end. You are too weak."
The Black Golden Divine Wheel traversed the sky, and the cold demonic sound was mixed with the immortal chains, spreading far away. Blood rain fell suddenly in the nine heavens and ten earth, with the fishy wind and thunder, the howling of corpse demons and ghosts, making everything extremely terrifying.
This is a death picture that belongs exclusively to Su Yu, representing the ultimate despair and destruction!
In the following thousands of years, Zixia, representing the human world, and Ming Zun, representing death, fought countless confrontations.
One hundred years after the tragic defeat, Zixia entered the underworld again, but this time, she still suffered heavy losses, but she was also able to crush the opponent's Death Sky Ge, leaving Su Yu slightly injured.
Ming Zun didn't know why, but he didn't chase him out every time. Many people speculated that he had some kind of restriction that prevented him from leaving the underworld.
In this way, they would compete against each other every few decades or hundreds of years. Zixia advanced by leaps and bounds and grew rapidly, becoming worthy of being an enemy of the other party.
She went from big defeats all the way to small defeats all the way, gradually narrowing the gap, and her combat experience has already been enriched.
Relying on thousands of years of fighting, she finally shattered Ming Zun's Ming Iron suit when she was eight thousand years old, and saw the face behind the mask.
"Long time no see." The pale and voluptuous appearance was exactly the same as that person in her memory, which made Zixia feel like she was struck by lightning.
The dream path fell quietly...
It was already ten years later in the outside world, and the sight of hundreds of saints gathered in the Yaochi Holy Land had long since disappeared. A bright light erupted from the jade Taoist platform, and a slender and graceful fairy shadow descended. The field was twisted and squeezed to fill the world.
All the female cultivators in Yaochi were trembling, even the Queen Mother was no exception. At this moment, her gentle expression suddenly changed, and her whole body was throbbing, as if the sky had fallen.
"The aura of the Western Emperor is not... different." An old woman's expression changed, and she noticed something unusual.
It is impossible to describe this level of coercion. The emperor's shadow is dazzling, extremely sacred and peaceful, but at this moment, the source contains anger, making the statue become like the river of death. There is actually bright red blood flowing under the feet, destroying the West.
The tranquility of the secret realm of Yaochi left behind by the Queen Mother.
The Green Golden Pagoda of Immortal Tears shook billions of rays of divine light, and the green clouds surged, but it did not suppress it. On the contrary, it resonated with the imperial shadow in every possible way!
"ah!"
A sharp and long roar resounded through Beidou, the jade platform was shattered, the Kunling was cracked, and a woman whose body was surrounded by the green light of the avenue rushed out. She was obviously full of fairy charm, but at this moment she exuded the aura of death.
At this moment, Zixia had tears in her eyes as she stared at the land of Kunlun. That person actually deceived him and invaded her dream.
"Su Yu!"
This was a roar that brought deathly silence to all realms, shaking the world and the whole world. Countless saints felt pain in their sea of consciousness, as if their bodies were about to explode. The majesty of the Imperial Way was unstoppable.
The pale air rushed straight into the sky. Zixia took a step and the void was shattered. A hurricane avenue appeared out of thin air, leading directly to the Great Luotian.
However, as soon as she walked out of Beidou, a simple and ancient cauldron fell down, as if it carried a world. Zixia subconsciously took action, and the purple Tao power comparable to the Dacheng Holy Body hit the four universes like a wanton ocean. It was extremely terrifying, but
Still no match for the source cauldron of all things.
With a muffled sound, she was loaded in.
"receive!"
As the spell spread, the huge Immortal Cauldron quickly shrank, becoming only the size of a palm, and fell into Su Yu's hands.
He weighed the weight of the tripod and felt that he should let the other party calm down first.
In the following years, he either traveled with his beautiful wife or practiced Taoism with the avatar of the Holy Spirit, almost every year at two o'clock and one line, day and night, all the time.
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye it is another hundred years.
Many geniuses have broken through the quasi-emperor realm, and Yin Tiande, Ye Fan, Nan Yao, Shenzun, Huang Xudao, Huo Linzi, and Yaochi Saint from the outside world have all entered this realm.
In Kunting's Hall of Chaos, outstanding figures such as Dao Yi, Xiang Yufei, Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, the Holy Son of Purple Mansion, the Prince of the Past, Xuan Ming, the Daughter of Xu, etc., some of them were born hundreds of years ago.
A quasi-emperor, the latest one was broken a hundred years ago, and he has been deeply involved in this field for a long time.
There are more quasi-emperors who belong to the direct lineage of Chaos Palace.
In addition to those quasi-emperors of medicinal spirits, several demigod medicinals have also entered this field.
In the virtual world, Yan Ruyu, Golden Goddess, Dragon Girl, Purple Dragon Girl, Huo Lin'er, Ji Biyue, Yue Ling, Yao Xi, Yang Yi, Qi Qi, Yi Qingwu, Lin Jia, Brahma Immortal (Brahma Battle Body Bloodline Revival
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Lan Qi, the nine-tailed fox girl, Azure Jade Dragon (Su Yu's spiritual pet), Xiya (the female saint of the ancient Huangshan Mountain), Lu Ling (the little princess of the Golden Crow tribe, the resurrected ancestral blood) and others also successively broke through the heavenly barrier and stepped forward.
Entering a new level. A few of them were in a similar situation to Qin Yao and used the interception method, but most of them followed the right path.
In the list of Ziwei beauties that Su Yu had gathered at the beginning, apart from Yi Qingwu and Leng Yue, only the Golden Crow girl Lu Ling stood out after awakening her Zuwu bloodline. She made a qualitative leap in strength and strength, and became a quasi-emperor.
.This is closely related to Lord Xianwu. If he hadn’t brought out Zuwu’s true blood, it would have been hard to tell.
There are also Xiaosong, Ying Tong, Jiang Yifei, Huang Er (the descendant of the Holy Body brought back by Su Yu from outside the territory, whose ancestor was the Dacheng Holy Body buried on the Holy Cliff), Yang Xi and others who have become capable and Ye
Top masters comparable to Fan, Yin Tiande and others.
The Nine Phoenix King from the ancient tribe was also promoted and became the Blood Phoenix Quasi-Emperor. The Jade Elf clan in the Immortal Mountain also gave birth to a Quasi-Emperor. Regardless of life or death, there are seven or eight Quasi-Emperors in the underworld.
This life is so extraordinary, the number of quasi-emperors in the world has actually exceeded the hundred mark, heading towards two hundred.
There are nearly 80 quasi-emperors under the jurisdiction of Kunting alone. Counting the puppets, it is a hundred emperors. This is a miracle. There is no such wonder in the mythical era. This world is really prosperous to the extreme, worthy of gold.
The name of the great world.
As for the supreme masters, only Zixia broke through the Tianyuan, and the most likely Qilinzi was also trapped in the Quasi-Emperor Eighth Level, unable to attack the Imperial Way's natural chasm.
Shi Ming and the true phoenix clones took a step further and entered the realm of the quasi-emperor's ninth heaven. Their divine power was as powerful as the sea. If placed in other eras, they would be enough to impact the heart of the supreme heaven.
In the Immortal Mountain, Ming Lian, who was sitting opposite the woman in white, suddenly opened her eyes.
As a soul returned from the ruthless immortal platform, the immortal mountain master's bright eyes reflected the light of ten thousand rays, and then quickly converged, and the body of the immortal light that circulated returned to flesh color, becoming white and flawless, as if
Frost and snow.
For the past hundred years, she has been sitting with him in the sea of consciousness, and has gained a lot.
I don’t know why, but the other party didn’t want to communicate with Su Yu, but when facing her, although he was still cold, sometimes he was willing to tell something. Apparently the woman in white also had thoughts about the Emerald Lazuli Holy Spirit...