On the sea of ten thousand realms, a lone boat drifted over and flew into the Yuan realm.
The Tao King and the wild goose descended alone.
"There is one day left, and it will be the day of great change in the Yuan Realm." King Dao's eyes crossed the void and looked at Luoshen Ridge. The divine patterns of Heavenly Dao revived, and the seal of Luoshen Ridge appeared in everyone's eyes.
The ancient innate divine pattern covers Luoshen Ridge like a bird's nest.
The burial soil is like a black ribbon, surrounding the Luoshen Ridge, threading the needle and connecting the innate divine patterns, and plays a vital role in the entire seal.
At this moment, the innate divine patterns begin to dissolve, and the burial soil is also flowing. All signs indicate that the seal is about to dissipate, and the ancient gods who have been dusted for thousands of years are about to reappear in the world.
"There are three thousand worlds in the world. Each world has the will of the world, which is also called the rules. Everyone's soul and soul are imprinted with the rules of this world."
The Dao King looked at Yan Duxing and said: "Therefore, the people in this world will benefit the most from the revival of the spiritual energy of the Yuan Realm."
"In the past, the rules of the Yuan Realm were incomplete and it was difficult for practitioners to achieve enlightenment. But from tomorrow onwards, the great emperors of the Yuan Realm will inevitably spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain."
"The Yuan Realm from now on will be your place of cultivation."
Yan Duxing nodded.
In the past few days, the Tao King destroyed the Wa Palace, and he transformed into the Zi Zi Sheng Sect, and even went on an expedition to the Xuan Realm, razing the Holy Ancestor Dynasty and the Miaofa Sect, and taking the entire Xuan Realm into his pocket.
The Taihao Tianzong was at its peak and was already preparing to invade the Netherworld and destroy the Yama Mansion.
"It's a pity that the destiny of the Yuan Realm has been mastered and cannot be used by me." Dao Wang's eyes flickered.
Nangong Zhandao is protected by the spirit fetus of creation. If he wants to kill Nangong Zhandao and take away his luck, he can't do it now.
"My cultivation has reached a critical point. The day when the sky changes will be a good day for me to break through the shackles and become an immortal! After I become an immortal, I can then seek my destiny in the Yuan Realm."
He stood in the void, feeling vaguely ecstatic.
Continuously devouring the fortunes of the spiritual world and the mysterious world, the Dao King has stepped into the immortal path with two feet. With just one thought, he can lead to the three or nine immortal tribulations, overcome the tribulations, become an immortal, and ascend to the immortal world.
However, the Tao King has been deliberately suppressing his cultivation, hoping to become an immortal on the day when the sky changes.
Whoosh!
A wisp of wind blew by, and a figure flew out from the Sea of All Realms. Su Miaozhen was dressed in plain clothes, with her hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. She was simple and simple. There was no makeup on her beautiful face, but she still looked beautiful and charming.
"Fellow Taoist." The Taoist king saw the visitor and smiled slightly.
"Junior Yan Duxing has met his senior." Yan Duxing was respectful and polite.
Su Miaozhen said calmly: "I heard that you have unified the spiritual world and annexed the mysterious world in recent days, which is a big deal. Should I congratulate fellow Taoist for becoming the master of the two worlds?"
"Lord of the world is not what we pursue." Dao Wang said with a smile.
"Are you going to become an immortal?"
Su Miaozhen stared at Dao Wang, a strange light flashed in her eyes.
She knows the art of fortune-telling, and the Tao King's luck is purple with gold in it, making him a man of great luck, but his luck is not pure, and must be obtained by special means.
Thinking of Taihao Tianzong's domineering behavior, Su Miaozhen immediately understood.
"Di Wuyou, do you want to follow the path of the ancient Heavenly Emperor and the modern human emperor?" Su Miaozhen said expressionlessly.
"Hahaha..." The Taoist King laughed, "Fellow Taoist Su is worthy of being a disciple of the Xuankong Realm Master. He can figure out my thoughts through this little clue. I really admire him."
Su Miaozhen narrowed her eyes, and her narrow eyes actually made her feel a little charming.
"Your ambition is really quite big."
The corners of Su Miaozhen's lips curled up slightly, with a teasing expression, "It's just that you probably don't have the luck of the Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor of Humanity. If you use your luck indiscriminately, be careful that it will bite you back."
The Taoist king's face darkened, "What should I do? I don't have to worry about it, fellow Taoist."
Su Miao really didn't think so, she took a step forward and disappeared into the void.
"Master, the human emperor also follows the path of luck?" Yan Duxing asked in confusion: "Why is this human leader rarely mentioned in history books?"
"Those who are treasonous and immoral should naturally not be mentioned."
The Taoist king said coldly.
His spiritual thoughts were released and radiated for millions of miles, encompassing the entire Southern Wilderness.
"These old things come so fast one by one."
There are many secret auras hidden in the Southern Wilderness, and only top masters like Dao Wang can discover their existence.
The two entered Linglong City.
Tianji Pavilion stands in one corner, the building is simple and mysterious.
This attic was a thorn in the heart of the Tao King.
"When I become an immortal, I will come and test your depth." The Taoist King smiled coldly.
The two entered an inn and stayed temporarily.
As the Dao King disappeared, a figure slowly appeared.
"The evil disciple's cultivation has become more and more advanced. As I guessed, he will survive the catastrophe and become an immortal after the day of change." Taoist Duobao murmured.
During this period of time, he has been wandering in the spiritual world, following the Tao King.
He knew everything about Taihao Tianzong's unification of the spiritual world and suppression of the mysterious world.
Know thyself, ever-victorious.
If you want to avenge Kumu Taoist, you must understand the Tao King's ability.
However, Taoist Duobao was disappointed after all.
The Tao King's opponents are all chickens and dogs. How can he be forced to use all his strength?
Taoist Duobao caught a glimpse of Tianji Pavilion from the corner of his eye, and his heart moved slightly.
He has an appointment with Ye Xu. After the incident in Qibao Miaolin is over, he will come to Tianji Pavilion for a visit.
But the day of change is approaching, and this matter will have to be delayed.
Boom!
Suddenly, the void in the southeast direction split open, and an extremely luxurious building ship came through the sky. The flags on the building ship were fluttering, embroidered with scenes of men and women rejoicing, and the sound of overwhelming sounds resounded throughout the world.
Taoist Duobao frowned slightly.
"The old monster from Hehuan Palace..."
This is a top sect in the Chixiao Realm. There are two emperors in the sect, who are a pair of Taoist couples.
On the boat, there was laughter, singing and dancing.
One after another, the women are wearing revealing clothes and dancing with the men. The scene is very messy.
"The world is really going downhill. A bunch of wanton beasts dare to be so arrogant in broad daylight!"
There was an angry curse, and an old man with white beard and white hair looked at him angrily.
"Fellow Taoist is in trouble."
A voice as sweet as an oriole came from the building, "Liberty and democracy, this is the purpose of our Hehuan Sect. Children can do whatever they want."
"It would be inappropriate for fellow Taoists to view us with worldly eyes."
"A bunch of sluts, how can they still have the nerve to defend themselves?"
Another voice sounded, but it was a middle-aged Taoist nun holding a fly whisk, walking flatly into the void, with a solemn expression, evil eyes, and an aura as sharp as a sword.
"This is really lively, so many emperor masters appeared all at once!" Emperor Ziwei and Ye Xu were sitting in the city lord's mansion, witnessing the scene in the sky.
"They won't do it, will they?"
Emperor Ziwei said excitedly.
Ye Xu shook his head.
"This group of people are all created by the Yuan Realm. The Day of Change has not begun, so they will not fight." Ye Xu didn't take it seriously, and fighting with words was the most boring thing.
"and……"
Ye Xu's voice lengthened.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"What you see now is just the emperor on the surface. I don't know how many emperors are peeking at us secretly." Ye Xu smiled half-heartedly.
"Who can cultivate to the level of the Emperor, who is not an old fox who has become a spirit?"
"That makes sense."
Emperor Ziwei agreed with his face.
During the battle of Qibao Miaolin, although many emperors ascended to the Immortal Realm, they were only a handful among all the heavens and worlds.
There are countless emperors in the three thousand worlds.
The news that the ancestral court was about to undergo a great change had been spreading for half a year. Even the practitioners in the outer reaches of the universe had learned the news. The only difference was whether they could travel across the world and reach the Yuan Realm.
All this does not exist for Emperor Zun.
Therefore, at this moment, the number of emperors in Yuan Realm is probably the highest in millions of years.
There are already eighteen emperors that Ye Xu can discover.
But all idiots know that there are definitely more than just a few people.
Ye Xu had nothing to say.
That is the real fairy in the world of mortals.
He already knows that there are immortals in the lower world. For some unknown reason, those mortal immortals did not ascend to the immortal world, but stayed in the lower world.
The Yuan Realm is the ancestral court and the center of the world. It has been undergoing changes for tens of millions of years. The creations born in it are probably extremely important to those true immortals in the world of mortals.
There are countless strong people in the three thousand worlds, but none of them can remain unmoved.