Chapter seven hundred and eighty nine living people, dead people
The fairy spring is gurgling, falling from thousands of feet above the clear pond, splashing waves. It is late October, and the autumn is dawn, the purple sun is gradually rising, the yellow clouds are floating in the sky, and the birds are whispering.
In this world, the mountains are like lakes and lakes are like leaves. But there are cold plums quietly rising up, waiting for early winter to come.
Among the lonely branches, there are only a few half-yellow and half-red leaves. At the roots, there are red leaves. The wind is light and the red leaves are flying and rising up like curtains hanging down on the ground.
The leaf curtains and the velvet yarn turn into fire. It is really a good thing that turns into red clouds and the first clouds compete for bright colors.
In the cold pond, a stone platform floated, surrounded by carpets and stones. Beneath the waterfall that was flowing down thousands of feet, it was as clear as jade crystals, translucent and smooth.
Under the purple light of Chuyang, the stone platform and the small stones around it all reflected purple light, like purple clouds, and figures stood up.
In the cold pond, six monks sat cross-legged, and the center stone surrounded was a seventy-year-old man wearing a Taoist robe, fairy-like and fairy-looking Taoist bones, and a young face and white hair.
"What is Nirvana? Transcendence and life and death, if you stand, you will die, and if you die, you will live..." The 70-year-old man faced these six people and spoke lightly, and suddenly his voice stopped abruptly.
"Dao Zun?"
Some of the six people spoke in surprise. The people they faced were also famous in the sky, and there were few things that could stop them when they preached.
The Taoist Lord not only stopped his preaching, but his face became even more serious.
These six people are the second-step strong men, not Chu Zhao, but Amaterasu and Xuan Zhao late-stage strong men, and the old man is the spiritual treasure that comes true and one thought becomes false, and holds the way of truth and falsehood.
Dao Zun!
"Dao Zun?"
Someone woke up from his perception and looked at the old man in front of him with doubts. They saw that the old man's originally rosy face became whiter and whiter, and even his body trembled.
In front of them was the Spirit Treasure Daozun, whose palms had taboo tools. In addition, there were many treasures in their bodies. As long as he thought, he could copy and imagine everything in the world, and fight with Xuanmie. Even if something shocking happened,
Sit in your arms without being confused, and be afraid of danger.
But the trembling of Dao Zun's body at this moment just showed that his heart was frightened. This should not have appeared on Dao Zun, but it still happened. So what happened? Even Dao Zun wanted to be afraid of his heart?
Lingbao Daozun slowly stretched out his hand, took off the token from his waist, took a deep breath, looked up at the red sky. The breeze gradually became stronger, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face turned pale sharply.
"Dao Zun..."
Someone hesitated for a while and spoke again. At this moment, Dao Zun's expression was very wrong. They clearly felt the chill on Dao Zun's body.
Killing intention is cold, and anger is also cold. But there is also a state of mind that can also emit chill.
That's fear!!!
But as the top-ranking powerful spiritual treasure Taoist master in Cangyuntian, what can make him feel scared? They were very confused because they did not feel other auras here, which means there is no powerful power in the realm of destruction here.
Arrival.
"Elder Zhang has died and has been killed." Lingbao Dao Zun
He took a deep breath again and spoke.
"Elder Zhang was beheaded?"
The six late Xuanzhao strong men all changed their faces when they heard the words. Their brows frowned deeply, and they thought for a moment: "Elder Zhang is in the world, who killed him? Could it be that he is the common ruler of the world?
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"Haha, the co-lord of the world dares to kill me the second step of the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce. Don't you know that the Taoist master is standing behind Elder Zhang? Lord Dao Zun, I am willing to go to that world to kill that god master.
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"Elder Zhang has the imitation weapon of the realm of extermination given by Dao Zun. Although Elder Zhang's cultivation level cannot fully activate the weapon of the realm of extermination, even if it only opens the part, there is no one in the world.
If he is his opponent, he will only be killed by Elder Zhang. The only one who can resist this part of the destruction is the Shanzhu Order. Only the Communist Lord of the world can kill Elder Zhang's strength."
"Master Taoist Lord, the common ruler of the world just occupies the will of a world and is invincible on the small steps. But they almost stop at the first glance. The six of us and others are all in the late stages of Tianzhao, so it is not difficult to kill him. That Lord
The Communist Lord of the world did not take you seriously, and even killed me, the second step of the Cangyun Chamber of Commerce, and only sacrificed his sins with death!" Someone stood up and was willing to enter the world and kill the powerful people of Cangyun Chamber of Commerce.
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Lingbao Daozun shook his head, and his eyes that looked into the distance had accumulated and reduced, almost the same as the pinhole. His eyes fell in the void above.
The purple sun above disperses warmly, and a geese are coming from afar, drawing an arc among the yellow clouds, bringing arc waves, causing the yellow clouds to scatter.
The six people noticed the gaze of the Lingbao Daozun. Pink raised his head to look into the sky, but what they saw was nothing but a big goose flying through the clouds, with nothing else.
"You... are not the opponent of that person... Even if six people come out together, they are just the souls of the man's finger. Seven true ways, holding the realm of destruction. Who is that person?
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Lingbao Daozun spoke, and his trembling voice became stronger. This was him asking himself.
In his eyes, as the wild goose flew over, stirring up the sea of clouds, he saw a different world.
"Nine Heavens Xuanyue..."
In the sight of Lingbao Daozun, the sky above is no longer the first sun rises, but a galaxy.
The color of the galaxy was originally dark, but in his sight, there were countless lights. These lights illuminated the entire starry sky. Those moonlights, the place where the moonlight gathered, stood a white figure.
Because the moon is hazy, I can't see this person's appearance clearly. I can only see the world in white clothes under the moonlight. There are seven great realms standing in the starry sky, with true Tao surging inside.
"Xuan Mie..." Lingbao Daozun spoke again, his face turning from fear to solemnity.
He hasn't felt afraid for a long time, and he has almost forgotten what fear is. But many years ago, it happened once, and that fear arises in his heart will never be forgotten.
That time, he saw that the sky was full of moonlight. A huge blood moon shone on the world, but the remaining power of the huge blood moon radiated violently, which made the starry sky shake violently, and the body of the spiritual treasure Taoist master in the late Xuan Nie period
Bending, I couldn't help but kneel down.
In the midst of nine deaths, the Spirit Treasure Dao Zun finally obtained something__ a taboo thing in that blood moon.
That blood moon is not the real moon, but the light scattered by the object. After obtaining this object, Lingbao Daozun said that he could see the forbidden object from afar, and it was true or false in order to avoid other powerful people taking action.
The way of copying fake taboo things. From then on, with this fragment, he could fight the powerful power in the early stage of Xuanmeng, thus establishing his position in the nine heavens and ten earths.
What Lingbao Dao Zun was afraid of was not the realm of that person. The early stage of Xuanmeng was not enough to scare him, and the bright moon on the figure he was afraid of.
Although it is not a blood moon, it gives him the same feeling as the blood moon.
He raised his left hand and tore it to the side. After the tearing, a cold pond surged in more than ten miles, and a crack in space appeared in vain. Among the cracks, it was not chaos, but a neat space.
Slowly hand out the four-foot sword.
The sword is full of ink. When it appears, the world of this place suddenly falls into darkness.
The cold pond surged in the darkness, the waves rose ten feet above, and the dewdrops scattered as they fell. After a moment, they were frozen into ice beads and rolled down.
Light rose, this was the moonlight. The dark sword and silver light illuminated the Cangyu in an instant.
The dewdrops that frozen into ice fell down, and under the reflection of this brilliance, they were extremely gorgeous. In the fallen pool, they emitted dense ding dong dong, like a drizzle by the sand, but they were already heard.
The sound of the distance is smooth.
Ice beads burst into the river, and stars rose up.
This is a sword, the long sword that Lingbao Daozun continued to build on the fragment he obtained back then.
In this long sword, there is a transcendent and destructive aura emitted, but this aura is extremely light and it is difficult to detect if you don’t feel it carefully.
"This fragment...according to all kinds of signs, it is like the legendary forbidden thing that cannot be said. But who is this person? Why does it make me feel like facing that person?" Lingbao Daozun once again
He spoke, but the fear in his heart had dissipated. Everyone knew that the thirty-six taboos in the four great realms had all been buried in the long river of history and they would never appear.
Why should people who don’t show up be afraid?
The Spirit Treasure Daozun was not in Cangyuntian, but in one place, not knowing that a blood moon had risen in the nine heavens.
The silver light on the ink sword was very strong. When the Lingbao Daozun was about to put away the sword, the figure in his sight rose up and the true world appeared again, ascending to eleven, and then again
It was a fourteen helicopter to the 14th seat in an instant.
Another eternal sadness arose. Even if you only look at the pavilion, the Lingbao Daozun can feel the strong sense of loneliness.
"Fifteen...Fifteen True Taos...This is a taboo! Taboo!!!" Lingbao Daozun's eyes shrank sharply, and he was very scared. He saw that the man pointed out, "Elder Zhang's hand."
The imitation of the realm-destroying weapon shattered and ended up scattering.
"Tao...how could it be taboo!!!"
However, there are nine extremes in the world, and there are fifteen true paths, only taboos. The Spirit Treasure Dao Zun has to believe it. The dissipated fear arose in his heart again, ten times deeper than before, a hundred times deeper than before!
The six Amaterasu powerhouses beside them did not see the scene, but saw the Lingbao Dao Zun crazy about the sky.
"Dao Zun...that man asked me to tell you that he would come to see you within ten years, and that the fragment you have obtained would be handed over to you obediently."
Suddenly, the communication talisman on the waist of Lingbao Dao Zun raised a light sound and fell into his ears. Although the sound was light, it was like thunder roaring in Lingbao Dao Zun's ears.
"It's her! It's her! It's her back!"
After a while, Lingbao Daozun screamed loudly in the horror of the six powerful men in the late Xuanzhao period.
"It's her... it's her! She wants to come back and take away what belongs to her...Closing the mountain! Closing the mountain! I want to block the mountain! I can't leave it in ten years!"
Lingbao Daozun shouted to the sky, suddenly thought of something, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, and shouted again.