Taking one last glance at the hidden space formed by the nine colors intertwined, Yang Yu stepped out and reached Kuixing's mansion in the city of Fusi.
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
Faintly, he could sense that Fang Xuan Gong realm had a tendency to turn from virtual to real since it was out of the control of Ten Thousand Immortals Illustration.
It can take as short as three to five hundred years, or as long as tens of thousands of years. If no one stops it, this Fang Xuan Gong realm can even become a reality like that square inch fairy mountain!
Coincidence? Or...
"Master Kui! You are finally back..."
Niu Tou A Pong seemed to have been waiting for a long time, his expression was filled with fear and anxiety. He could faintly feel great depression on the person in front of him.
This man is just afraid that he is in a bad mood.
"Where in the world are you going?"
Yang Prison spoke.
"Sooner or later, I will smash their kennels to pieces, pull out these old beasts one by one, and beat them to death!"
There is no record of this big monster in the Jie Zilian Records, and it seems to have been completely erased...
In the end, he eliminated more than half of his opponents and brazenly pulled the twilight Emperor Longquan down from the altar...
Jie Zi gritted his teeth slightly:
"This magical realm of immortals and demons is the core of the Xuan Gong Realm. It is related to the legendary Heavenly Book. If you die, sooner or later you will come here."
At this point, Yang Ni's face lost all emotion, only his eyes were beating with an extremely violent light:
Niutou breathed a sigh of relief.
"The three illusory realms of reincarnation, immortals and demons here are the source of the turmoil in this world. I believe that those great emperors are all old ghosts from ancient times..."
Yang Ni's energy even spread through the blood light into Yang Yu's heart.
The pursuit of spiritual practice is to break through obstacles, overcome tribulations, and live forever, not to fight bravely with anyone.
[Note: This catalog contains the overwhelming hatred of its master, destruction, and cannot be opened without boundless killing]
In the intervening two hundred years, when he had achieved great success in countless pursuits and was about to raise his "blood sea", Emperor Longquan took action.
Buzz~
This animal skin bag is not extraordinary, but it is not a magic weapon, but the skin of a certain master with extremely high physical cultivation.
[Clone Great Divine Power Technique]
Just under those three wheel seals that seem to be able to obliterate all spirits of life and death.
Yang Ni left behind a large number of flesh and blood altars. As he said, all the cities were left behind.
The Xuan Gong realm is a rubbing of heaven and earth, in which people are either alive or dead, but they are not fake, but they still follow the path after death.
Yang Ni was talking to himself and seemed very calm, but Yang Yu could see the corners of his eyes beating violently, and it was obvious that he was very angry.
Yang Yu concentrated his mind, but saw intermittent lights and shadows converging and intertwining in the blood light. He reached out to take the flesh and blood altar, and Yang Yu was not surprised.
Yang Yu subconsciously wanted to refuse, but suddenly he raised his eyebrows:
With just one blow, he was almost wiped out along with the sea of blood.
[Grade: One Yuan (Remnant)]
But if you come here, you must know how cunning, difficult, despicable and shameless these old guys are..."
"Cut the hatred in your heart..."
That was the City of Fusi, Kuixing Mansion, or even the place where he was standing at the moment, under the old tree.
"These old beasts are too difficult to kill!"
Yang Yu took a deep look at the intertwined space of four colors, and then suppressed all the distracting thoughts and emotions into his heart.
"In these three places of reincarnation, there are at least two terrifying wills that reach the four extremes. One of them is peaceful and sacred, and the other is violent and ferocious...
In the end, it was fixed in the city Fang Shi went to and the strange mansion.
Yang Yu subconsciously restrained his mind and briefly activated the Great Sun Tathagata to change, trying to block possible prying eyes in the dark.
Phew~
When he turned around again, he had already come out of Fang Jiezilian. Those days, he was really worried. That man had forgotten about me, and I had no choice.
The longer a person practices for a long time, the more proficient he will be in hiding. It is almost impossible to kill him quickly...
Among them, there is one about Yang Ni. In the picture, Xie Zi’s eyes seem to be burning with blood and fire:
"Um?"
"I'm so unlucky! No! It's because I don't have the Cauldron of Gluttony. Otherwise, even if that old guy from Longquan is here, I will still be able to refine this Xuan Gong realm!"
Seeing that he remembered it now, I couldn't help but feel grateful, and respectfully handed over an unknown animal skin bag:
The cow head is a bit awkward.
[The greatest demon in the world has exhausted all its killing power, absorbed the world's eternal killing and resentment, and refined all kinds of magical powers and Taoist techniques to create this great magical power!]
"I didn't expect that a good-for-nothing like you would be tortured by these old people. My mood immediately improved a lot."
"That's my intention, you..."
"Why can't these old guys just stay peacefully in the mountain gate and wait for me to kill their clan, destroy their mountain gate, and extract their souls to refine their souls?"
And the Qi within it...
But since receiving his request last time, almost all the flesh altars have become empty, as if all traces have been wiped away.
[Quality: Extreme]
"Blood Hell Minghe..."
"As you can see, I tried to refine the Xuan Gong Realm Record, but unfortunately, I failed."
The White Elephant King who fought to the death was the incarnation of a ghost. The Lion God King appeared as a ghost and disappeared without a trace.
"After all, your luck is better than mine. After Longquan, there will probably be no great emperor in this world.
"These bitches will swarm you when you are weak, attack in groups when you are strong, and run away when you see something bad happening. I really can't vent my frustration!"
Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly.
Yang Yu shook it casually, and the bag that had not been opened for many years by the bullhead was torn open, and a dark red flesh altar the size of a fist fell in front of him.
Three hundred years later, his reputation was so great that many major sects at that time, the masters of the four poles, and the giants of recent emperors came together to kill him, and he narrowly escaped death many times.
Jie Zi's luck is really good. He came to this world three thousand years after Emperor Longquan broke the restriction and honored him.
The haze lingering in my heart was completely broken, and I saw the inevitable horror in Di Ting's mouth. There was depression in Xie Zi's voice. This manic demon born from Yang Yu's negative emotions seemed to have been beaten and lost its edges:
The moment he came here, he was already seen by the latter. Naturally, he was also plotted by the latter and used it as a "sword" to clean up the practice world in this world.
"You're halfway there..."
As the lingering sound echoed, the blood had disappeared from the sea of heart, leaving only a blood-colored picture album.
In the first three hundred years, Yang Ni hardly rested for a moment. Countless troubles came up like a tidal wave, chasing him with nowhere to go and nowhere to go.
Di Ting probably knew it, but he didn't say anything... It seemed like an ancient monster!
boom!
This is Dao injury. Then, only...
"If! I mean if! If I can't kill these bastards, you, you must kill the rest for me."
"I accept this item."
In the last 1,200 years, he recovered from the blood god's son. He carefully divided the blood gods and worshiped them in various holy land sects to practice. He stayed low and small for more than a thousand years before finally accumulating a sea of blood.
It set off the turmoil that later generations called the "Blood Demon's Sorrow".
And this side seems to have survived because of the uniqueness of Jie Zilian.
"Snapped!"
But this is not the case...
Just like that cow, it is true that he longs to return to the world of the underworld. He wants to see his mother, and it is also true that he wants to avoid the destruction of the three reincarnations.
At this moment, he knew exactly what was being suppressed under those three reincarnations. At this moment, he just wanted to go one step further.
Yang Yu answered silently, unable to help but recall something in his heart.
Yang Ni gritted his teeth, surprisingly angry, and could not suppress his anger for a long time.
Yang Ni's chest rose and fell, and his heels turned red with anger:
"This pocket?"
In the dark, he can sense the four-color space, the place where he listens, and another qi mechanism.
Isn't he feeling depressed at this moment?
What Jie Zi can sense, he can naturally sense, even if this Fang Ten Thousand Immortals Tu has left the Xuan Gong realm.
"As expected, it was left behind by him..."
I hate you to death, but these bastards really deserve to be alive!
The Taoist priests of Tianzong fled to the sea of stars, wondering... The Taoist priests of Tianli were so popular that they could not be found in the sky...
"Master Kui, just send me out. I thought you had forgotten me.
Yang Yu raised his hand and sent the bull's head back to the world of Ten Thousand Immortals, and then picked up the unknown animal skin bag.
Between Yang Yuwei's eyes, a faint light of blood appeared in his heart. It was very strong at first, and then burned greatly.
Under the old tree in the backyard of Xing Mansion, Jie Zi, who was dressed in a bloody robe, looked pale, as if he had been seriously injured.
After venting his anger, Xie Zi suddenly laughed again. For a rare moment, Yang Yu felt the same way...
The refining of the Xuan Gong realm has not yet been completed, but he can already retrieve the banned information.
Buzz~
[Cut the hatred in your heart and become my incarnation]
"I didn't come at the right time! That Longquan has broken through the limit and is respected, and it's really difficult to handle this mysterious skill level..."
Through the blood light, Yang Yu could feel that Yang Ni's body was like the most intense killing battlefield at this moment, with several qi machines colliding crazily.
Then, he was imprisoned by an unknown Buddhist giant and suppressed to this day, at least for more than 10,000 years...
In Kuixing Mansion, Yang Yu opened his eyes.
If no one in the future can break the limit and become emperor, then this old guy will be the strongest enemy you may encounter.
Is this demon an ancient ghost before awakening in the illusion? Or is it an unparalleled little demon suppressed by some great emperor?
"But, the more this happens, the more I have to hold on to this..."
"This bag was left to me by an evil master who wandered from Yang many years ago. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to open it all these years..."
He looked into the void in the direction of the three reincarnations.
Yang Yu raised his hand and made a direct stroke, ignoring Yang Ni's useless roar. In the last scene, Yang Ni calmed down his mania.
Yang Yu's thoughts swirled in his mind.
The sea of waves stirred up in my heart, and I pressed this bloody picture into my heart.