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991, Yulin Immortal, all realms of illusion

weak.

Among those at the same level, Huang Laoliu was never afraid of anyone.

His magic skills have reached the extreme level of tyranny.

He wears battle armor and has weapons in his hands, which are the top level treasures in the world.

The reason why he was suppressed in this armored plane before was because he had not been able to refine his original power when he first came to this plane, and his own cultivation did not match his realm.

Now that he has the power of reincarnation and the same realm, he dares to fight one against two.

No, one kills two!

"kill--"

With a long shout, the demonic dragons around him flew away, and the spear hit the sword of a person in the reincarnation realm.

The sword vibrated and shattered. The face of the Taoist monk holding the long sword changed. His energy and blood seemed to be scattered, and he retreated uncontrollably.

Around his body, streaks of origin escaped, causing his complexion to turn pale.

"I can't even catch a single blow. I don't know how you entered this realm of reincarnation."

Huang Laoliu looked up to the sky and screamed, pointing his spear forward: "Isn't it because after reincarnation several times, you can slowly grind into reincarnation based on your past life insights?"

His words made the Taoist holding the broken sword and the Taoist holding a whisk beside him look ugly.

Huang Laoliu was right.

They really all accumulated their strength over several lifetimes, and then used the sect's secret method to break through.

With this kind of practice, the state of mind is sufficient, but my own understanding of power is far from reaching it, and all the power of my body is less than half.

At this time, in front of Huang Laoliu, the two of them were unable to block his shot.

"Demon obstacles, why are you so rampant? The battle of slaying demons has begun. You are just waiting for destruction." The Taoist holding the fly whisk shouted low, and the fly whisk exploded in his hand. He stepped back, then protected the Taoist in green robe, turned around and flew away.

escape.

Huang Laoliu laughed and did not chase after him. He just turned around and looked at the Taoists scattered around who were full of spiritual light.

The cultivation of these Taoists are all under the reincarnation. In front of Huang Laoliu at this time, they are unable to catch a single move.

Huang Laoliu's long spear swept across, triggering the original power between heaven and earth to descend, turning into thousands of roaring demonic dragons, imprisoning the surrounding space for thousands of miles.

"Have I just entered the realm of reincarnation? I just need to swallow the power of heaven and earth. Will you hand over the source of heaven and earth to me for refining, or will you surrender?"

To be refined or to surrender.

Are there any options?

A white-bearded Taoist sighed and stepped forward slowly. The endless fairy light on his body was surging, as if it was about to explode.

"Brother!"

"Senior brother, no!"

Everyone else behind Taoist exclaimed in surprise.

The white-bearded Taoist shook his head and walked towards Huang Laoliu with a calm expression.

"My Yuling Dao Sect has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and our sect is one of the top Dao inheritances in the Mengjia Plane."

"I, Yu Mingzi, have been practicing for eighty million years and have achieved the state of cause and effect. I understand that everything in the world has cause and effect."

Stopping and looking at the falling demon dragon, Yu Mingzi's fairy light dissipated.

He lifted up his clothes and knelt down on the ground: "I, Yu Mingzi, bear the karma today."

"I surrender."

Surrender.

Several Taoists in the back looked at Yu Mingzi who was kneeling on the ground and were dumbfounded.

They thought that their senior brother was going to...

All right.

Looking at each other, everyone bowed.

If you don't surrender at this time, do you want to be the best?

The Yuling Dao Sect has been passed down for hundreds of millions of years and has gone through many ups and downs. Isn't it just this ability that can bend and stretch?

Seeing the people kneeling in front of him, Huang Laoliu laughed loudly and shot down rays of magic light, covering these people.

"Don't worry, my Heavenly Demon Dao can last longer than your sect's cultivation."

"Under my inheritance, you will have the opportunity to step into reincarnation, and even the Lord will have the opportunity."



When Han Muye returned with Chi Tian, ​​what he saw was Deer Blood City filled with magic light.

Huang Laoliu asked Hu Jiang and others to gather demon cultivators from tens of thousands of miles around, pass on the demonic skills, and turn the entire city into a demon cave.

Seeing the demonic flames raging into the sky, Han Muye could only shake his head.

But to him, it doesn't matter what this Deer Blood City looks like.

What he wants is to use this plane as a springboard to increase the strength of the ancient world and annex more and stronger planes.

His Pantian clone carries one plane on his back, which is not a long-term solution.

He needs to let the ancient plane have enough origin to be able to carry the world on its own.

The Red Sky Demon Lord returned, and the Red Sky Demon Sect was filled with joy.

Huang Laoliu saw that Chi Tian still looked like a child and called Han Muye his master, so he gave up his thoughts of killing Chi Tian.

"Don't worry, as long as you practice well, I will teach you some tricks, uncle."

Huang Laoliu patted the Red Sky Demon Sect on the shoulder and spoke.

Chi Tian hurriedly lowered his head and agreed.

He had to agree.

At this time, he has not yet regained the combat power of his heyday, and is no match for Huang Laoliu.

What's more, Huang Laoliu is the senior brother of his master, Han Muye.

Han Muye's divine sword struck him with fear.



The demonic light in Luxue City is overwhelming, the demonic paths thousands of miles away are gathering together, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away are full of beacon smoke, preparing for the battle to slay the demons.

In the armored plane, a war unprecedented in countless years is about to break out.

At this time, Han Muye had already taken He Yangsun and others on a flying boat across the void and quietly left the armored plane.

The power of sealing heaven and earth was nothing to Han Muye.

"Master Han, there are three thousand stars around the armored plane, fifty thousand worlds, and more than eight hundred other lower planes."

"The power of the prehistoric plane is approximately equivalent to one of these eight hundred planes."

On the flying boat, looking at the world of stars around him, He Yangsun spoke with emotion on his face.

If you don't step into other planes, you won't be able to perceive the vastness of the world.

Now, he realizes that whether it is the ancient world or the sky, it is just a drop in the ocean of thousands of planes of heaven and earth.

"The prehistoric plane is not as weak as you think."

Han Muye shook his head.

But he didn't say anything.

There are not many places in the world that can continue to grow and accommodate the power of other planes.

There are very few planes like the Prehistoric that can grow, collapse without collapsing, and sink without being destroyed.

Honghuang has the opportunity to become a powerful existence on par with, or even surpass, the Pantian plane.

"We transferred to the Yulin world and traveled through the planes using the void teleportation formation."

"There is a strong man in the reincarnation realm in the Yulin world, and there are also several karma overhauls who control the crossing formation and charge a high amount of blood stones each time."

"All planes want to come to the Mongolian plane to trade, and half of the resources are given to Yulin Immortal."

He Yangsun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The Yulin Immortal is the controller of the Yulin world.

Han Muye stood on the deck, with a calm expression on his face, and a faint sword light lit up on his body.

"As you enter and exit other people's worlds, it is extremely benevolent for them not to imprison and devour you all. What does a little blood stone mean?"

Taking a step forward, Han Muye said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Yulin, do you think so?"

As soon as the voice fell, the endless void wind blew wildly, and billions of miles of heaven and earth turned into dazzling lights!

There is no star world, no plane.

The stars here are all illusions!

In front of you, there is only a sky-covering black dragon lying in the void with its mouth wide open, and its eyes are dazzling!


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