Even if he is Daojun, he cannot say that he is not tempted.
However, paper cannot contain the fire, and one day these heaven-defying treasures will be completely exposed to the eyes of others.
Maybe we can seek help from the Immortal Tower, but we can't keep the divine weapons.
It's so harsh to get rid of the Divine Weapon.
So much so that even the young man hesitated.
However, he was unwilling to lose his soul flag.
Therefore, a contract was made and the young Daozi of the family took action.
At that time, as long as their Yu family sends Yu Linglong, they will be invincible to a large extent.
This is why the Yu family went to great lengths to bring about all this, taking the initiative to help Zunhun Banner cover up the news that was supposed to fly across the Eastern Wilderness like a bird.
Even if the magic weapon is exposed in the future, it will only be handed over to the Immortal Tower.
Anyway, the Yu family had already used the magic weapon to grow and develop before this.
In the end, it was nothing more than sacrificing a woman.
The Yu family can still bear this sacrifice.
"Haoxuan."
"The disciple is here."
"Do you think I will regret it one day?"
The young man stood at the end of the sea of clouds with his hands behind his back, facing a large realm.
"Disciple doesn't know."
"If I were a nobody with only one or two steps, I would definitely stop this magic weapon."
"Meng Zhi is a warning."
"You are not a nobody."
The young man smiled and said: "If I were a person with great supernatural powers and a fifth-step existence, I would definitely stop the magic weapon."
Yu Haoxuan's eyes suddenly flashed with divine light.
"pity."
"I am not a pawn with one or two steps, nor do I have great supernatural powers."
"I'm just Daojun!"
Yu Haoxuan looked at the back figure in surprise.
The implication of the ancestor's words is very clear, Dao Lord is not strong enough.
In the world of spiritual practice, all conspiracies, strategies, and strategies are all helpless actions after one's own strength cannot be improved. After one cannot improve his strength vertically, he can only exert one hundred and twenty percent of his full strength horizontally.
However, when a monk faces an existence beyond the realm, everything is just a mantis trying to control the chariot.
After careful consideration.
He agreed with Yu Haoxuan's statement.
Or say.
This person clearly restrained his desires.
The young man said sadly: "Maybe my ancestors will blame me."
Yu Haoxuan impulsively wanted to say no, but this was not what he should say.
"Go ahead."
After hearing the words, Yu Haoxuan respectfully stepped back.
In fact, even if the ancestor didn't see it through, he would try his best to persuade.
After seeing the weapon spirit under the pillar that day, I knew that this person was unruly and unruly. If the Yu family wanted to keep him by force, there would probably be only one consequence.
That man even killed his own disciple.
Do you care about the Yu family?
The ancestor can indeed erase the consciousness of the weapon spirit.
but,
Where is the spirit of the weapon?
Yu Haoxuan thought carefully, he had never seen a weapon spirit before.
What I saw later was nothing more than the arrival of divine consciousness.
"In the banner?"
"It's not like that."
"If it were in the banner, Mengzhi wouldn't have to go to great lengths."
"Where is that?"
After Yu Haoxuan determined Meng Zhi's location that day, he launched a spiritual search and found nothing except an empty hall.
He ventured into the Great Fog Realm again, and after seeing the weapon spirit that had taken away his disciple's body, he was completely convinced of his idea, and the weapon spirit of the Zunhun Banner hid him.
He didn't know where he was hiding.
He couldn't risk letting his ancestor control the soul flag.
Meng Zhi said that unless the person who controls the soul flag dies, no one else can control it anymore.
He couldn't bet that the ancestor could master the soul flag and escape safely.
so,
This was the best way he could think of and do it.
If it doesn't happen, it's just God's will.
Yu Haoxuan looked deeply into the distance. If there is anyone in this world who knows enough about the Soul Banner, it must be the Yu family.
Over the past two hundred years, it seems that the Soul Banner is still in Meng Zhi's hands. In fact, the Yu family knows the Soul Banner very well, and it definitely surpasses all the monks in the Eastern Wilderness Realm.
Because of this, Yu Haoxuan is even more convinced that the ancestor must not be allowed to control the soul flag.
Don't ruin your foundation for a chance to rise.
I just didn't expect that the ancestor could see things more clearly than he did.
…
"The future of the Yu family may rest on your shoulders."
Yu Haoxuan patted the shoulder of the woman standing in front of the Jade Palace and said with a gentle smile: "Just do your best, don't force yourself. I think he actually doesn't want to see you appear in that battlefield."
Yu Linglong bowed her hands and said, "I must go!"
"Even if my opponent is Uncle Qi and Brother."
"Your elder brother..." Yu Haoxuan did not continue.
There is no need to talk about that person.
That is the contemporary Taoist disciple of the Yu family. If Yu Haoming has not made immortal achievements, then this person is definitely the next holy master of the Yu family. In this generation, he is the strongest.
"Are you the Yulingguan?"
The young man wearing golden feathers and stepping on the golden wheel of five fire gods looked at the ancient white dragon chariot in front of him.
He recognized this ancient white dragon chariot. It was a killing weapon forged by the remains of the ancient White Dragon King with the help of the cold flames of the sky and the moonlight. It was once a real magic weapon.
It's just that the chariot was damaged in the battle and fell to the level of a peerless holy weapon, but it still cannot be underestimated.
"Young Master of the Yu Clan, Yu Renzheng."
A cold voice came from the chariot.
"I didn't expect that even the Yu clan in Beijun got the news."
Yu Renzheng said: "I heard that you received the inheritance of the Moon God."
"It just so happens that I got the Sun God's inheritance by chance, and I want to borrow your inheritance for a look."
"You still live up to your name."
Yu Renzheng glanced sideways and shouted: "Who?!"
"You don't change your name when you're working, and you don't change your surname when you sit down."
"Yang Xingtian!"
"When the Sun God Ancient Land appeared, I didn't rush there and let you take advantage. Otherwise, the Sun God Flame would have already been in my possession."
Yang Xingtian sat in the ancient sun chariot and continued calmly: "Fellow Taoist, why don't you give me a look through the inheritance, so that my golden blood can go further."
"Yu Renzheng, this is not your Yu Clan's Tongtian Tree City."
"Who are you?"
"The Great Galaxy Sword Palace, Luo Jiuyou."
A voice came from the Galaxy Cloud Ship.
"The Great Galaxy Palace is nothing special. I heard that the Great Galaxy Palace is famous for its swordsmanship. I just want to learn from it."
"Who is your Excellency?"
"Yan Fadu." Yan Fadu wore a bronze mask and armor, grabbed the reins in his hands, and sat safely on the railing of the chariot.
The three wild dogs at the front stepped on the clouds as if they were on the ground, and thick saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths.
"The complex surname is Yan Fa."
"The Chi Tribe of the South."
“Good insight!”
"No talent, great teaching, Dao and Ming."
"Great Taoist Master!"
Everyone moved their eyes in surprise. This person was said to be very mysterious and they didn't expect to see him here.
But it can't be called a meeting, because this person is looming in the clouds. It's not a cloud at all, but the back of a crane, a big crane that flaps its wings and makes the sky shake.
A great religion is a great religion. It is said that the monks who founded the great religion had a great ambition to teach without distinction.
Therefore, no matter what kind of creature or race, as long as they are willing to join the great religion, they are disciples of the great religion. However, the great religion also excludes those evil demons who commit crimes and commit crimes.
In the words of the leader of the Great Sect: "For a force to develop in the long run, reputation is very important."
"I look down on demon cultivators because they will ruin my reputation."
A glimpse of the whole picture shows that a monk who is particularly concerned about his reputation is either a hypocrite or he really wants to develop and grow.
Yu Renzheng turned his head and looked at the Eight Treasures Tianyun Tent, where the Daozi of Tianmo Palace was displayed.
It was a woman wearing a veil, with just a pair of exposed eyes, turning gently was like the rotation of stars, enchanting people's hearts, making people breathe a little heavier.
He was not looking for women, but looking for helpers and allies.
Since the elders have said that no great sage will take action, then when the holy soldiers pass through the robbery, it will be the time for them to compete. Even though he is confident in his own strength, he also knows that he cannot withstand so many Taoists.
If he can win over the monks in the south, it will be much easier for him to obtain the holy weapons with all the forces of hell standing at the front.
…
"Senior brother."
"It seems like there's going to be a fight in the sky."
"Don't worry about it."
"I think they are testing each other out and getting to know each other. Senior brother, don't you need to go?"
"Need not."
The big man with disheveled hair put down the wine cup in his hand and whispered: "Happy!"
"It's not fun enough!"
The big man wiped the corners of his mouth, pointed at the thousands of thunders in the distance and asked, "That man is really as powerful as you said."
"Senior brother, I have been practicing boxing for a while. When I faced him, I just felt that I should worship him."
"And you?"
The big man pointed at Miao Ran again.
"I didn't see him punch, and Lu Xinhou ran away."
"Marquis Lu Xin?"
"Too weak."
"What about the organization's philosophy?"
"The cultivation of Taoism is not bad, but the tempering of flesh and blood is almost useless."
The big man pointed out one by one: "In the holy land of Yexu, Daoxu's body is good at escape and can step into the air, but it is slightly weak in attack."
"The Taoist body of Yaochi Holy Land has a profound foundation and can be fought for a long time. It cannot be perfected in a short time. The Taoist body of Tianxuan Holy Land is sufficiently complete and balanced. That is why there is no particularly outstanding point."
"I can't see through the great Taoist disciple, but with the divine power of divine qi, I think his qi and blood are not strong enough."
"On the other hand, the one from Tianyang Shenzong and Yan Fa from Nandi can still fight with me."
"Fellow Taoist, you have such a strong tone."
Appearing in front of the big man was a monk dressed in black.
"Xun Yixiang."
"I'm not confused. It's been a long time since I last saw you, and you've become even more arrogant."
Baili Buhuo said calmly: "It's confidence!"
"The Taoist Master of Hundred Schools of Learning."
Miao Ran was shocked and looked at the black-haired and black-eyed monk.
"Can your wild god's eyes clearly see what's going on in the tribulation?"
"One or two points."
"One or two points?!"
"My junior brother asked me to ask, can he successfully overcome the tribulation?" Xun Yi looked expressionless. He kept telling Chu Kuang that it was okay, but Chu Kuang didn't seem to believe it.
"If my junior brother didn't lie to me, he would definitely succeed."
…
Boom!
The Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation fell heavily.
The lightning turned into a huge army after being struck by the hammer.
Those were 'Thunder Soldiers' wearing golden armor.
Stepping on the clouds and forming a formation.
At this moment, the heaven and earth seemed to be swallowed up by endless thunderstorms, and it looked like a doomsday war scene.
In the middle of the thunder tribulation, the red-haired ghost king silently raised the long flag in his hand.
With a gentle wave, the army formation rose from the ground, and thousands of ghost soldiers soared into the sky and rode on the clouds.
