Chapter 941: The number one killer of supernatural powers! (A 7,000-word chapter)
Buzz!
In the void, two sacred mountains that are too big to see their edges complement each other.
Yang Yu looked at it, his eyes were scorching hot, and after a long time, he faintly glimpsed the outlines of two gods and men under the void.
Under the divine light that even Yang Yu could not see through, using the ability to penetrate the secluded world and the eyes of the sky, the two gods were each seated at the corner of the cliff of the two sacred mountains, looking at each other from a distance.
"The heaven and earth are vast, how can they be measured?"
Yang Yu looked carefully, and saw that the speaker was sitting on a cliff in the mountain on the left. The divine light was surrounding him, and he could not see his description. He could only vaguely feel that his five hearts were pointing toward the sky, and his breath was quiet, without any hint of fireworks.
gas.
Float and dust away.
But vaguely, Yang Yu could still detect his aura, but it was the divine man under the cliff of the mountain on the opposite side.
With all his eyesight, he could only vaguely see the outline, not to mention its description, and even his voice could not be heard at all.
"Who is Yamashita?"
"call!"
Yang Yu's eyes were so bright that it was scary.
In front of his eyes, after the fireworks dissipated, he saw a drop of extremely pure blood!
Time flows at different speeds among the realms. The Longquan realm is eighty times faster than the mountains and seas, but this doesn't seem to match up.
"It's just that he may not say it?"
Yang Yu gave his promise, and then, under the questioning of Han Yue Sanren, he revealed his current predicament.
But he didn't believe it. Instead, he nodded thoughtfully:
"Not to mention that I can't move at the moment. Even if I can come and go freely, it's still difficult to catch that blue dragon in such a vast world..."
"Don't look for traces of your master..."
"Taoist Priest, long time no see. Are you okay?"
It turned out to be Hong Faer, the northwest king Yang Yu whose martial arts reached the pinnacle?!
It can’t be the Judiciary!
After looking carefully, Yang Yu felt that he suddenly had countless pairs of eyes.
It is as if there are countless extra hands to capture the spiritual energy that is beneficial to the world.
"It's cruel to say that the old Taoist walked with him. He originally wanted something, but he didn't want to. Instead, he was controlled and used by him..."
Thinking of what the Xuan Gong realm said before, Hanyue Sanren couldn't help but have a terrifying thought in his heart.
Yang Yu turned his eyes and looked at the flames lingering on Hanyue Sanren. Above the flames, he actually sensed a crisis.
Legend has it that before ancient times, all spirits lived together, and there were many monsters, demons, and ghosts in the mountains and forests. But after walking thousands of miles away, Hanyue Sanren didn't even see a bird.
Unfortunately, the level of this mountain and sea realm seems to be too high. No matter how he calculates, the result will still be nothing.
"You do not believe?"
Meeting an old friend in a foreign land made both of them feel emotional.
Since the end of the Illustrated Book of Ten Thousand Immortals and the consolidation of the Mountain and Sea Realm, the Mountain and Sea Realm has rarely appeared in the past tens of thousands of years. Masters of abnormal supernatural powers do not even know what the Mountain and Sea Realm is.
As far as he knows, it is possible for the Mountain and Sea Realm to be completely refined, and the first step is not to become the Lord of the Mountain and Sea Realm!
Between the sea of clouds, rainbow light flashed across, and the fire visible to the naked eye was like a burning cloud, carrying the two people through the sea of clouds.
Hanyue Sanren was surprised and happy, but before he could speak, he was stunned again.
Thousands of years ago, the catalog of ten thousand immortals wanted to include this area of mountains and seas but couldn't get it?...
Hanyue Sanren burst into tears.
"Under that hill, there is a hunter. Take this compass and go find him..."
Wu Beitai's eyes turned red unknowingly, her breathing became even slower, and her teeth could not help but make a clicking sound:
It's like there is a red sun blooming in the distant mountains.
"May I ask Mr. Hong, who is the Orion?"
"call!"
Yang Yu was neither alarmed nor confused, thinking in his heart.
It is true that in the Four Four Mountains and Seas, he had read a few deeds of the Judicial God, and even the Enlightenment Picture.
At a certain moment, Hanyue Sanren's heart was shaken, and he saw the compass in his palm shaking violently, its pointer swinging wildly, and within a few breaths, it suddenly shattered with a "click" sound!
On the hilltop, the god's hair was blown up by the breeze, and two drops of blood were thrown out.
These days, he often had to listen to boasts for a long time before he could get anything useful.
Hanyue Sanren became more and more vigilant.
Yang Yu flicked his fingers slightly, and droplets of light golden blood that looked like pearls flew out, and with the help of the spirits gathered by him, flesh and blood were derived.
This is ever-changing! According to legend, this fire is made by refining the essence, Qi, and spirit of living beings into eight kinds of wisdom, nourishing the essence of separation, and swallowing the essence of all kinds of flames.
"Ba Fist?!"
"In the Xuan Gong realm, one must know how to break through the predicament the prince is in right now, but..."
Han Yue San's heart was slightly shaken.
Hanyue Sanren's smile became a little stiff.
"Refining the essence, Qi, and spirit into the eight wisdoms, raising them to separate the essence, and then gathering all kinds of strange fires in the sky to form it. This is the most dangerous thing to kill in the ten capitals!
Of course Wu Beitai has not practiced this way, but he has also used this fire to absorb all the essence fires of heaven and earth. The four shining bodies have to go in and avoid three homes. He is absolutely unable to resist it.
The huge shock made Hanyue Sanren stutter and feel at a loss.
This Xuan Gong realm has slightly powerful supernatural powers and good magical power. According to legend, it is also ranked eighteenth among the Ten Capitals on the Fortune Gathering Gold List...
Standing under it, Hanyue Sanren was highly attentive, listening to the description of the Xuan Gong Realm.
The words stopped abruptly.
The reason why he followed the Xuan Gong Realm was because he had very little understanding of this fantasy realm.
Like stars piercing the sky, Hanyue Sanren didn't agree, and they couldn't agree at all.
Yang Yu suddenly flicked his fingers, and with just one flick, hundreds of blood villains in the mountains and forests rushed towards the blazing fire on Hanyue Sanren like moths to the flames.
Hanyue Sanren took a deep breath:
Hanyue Sanren pretended to be frightened, but also became vigilant in their hearts.
The Xuan Gong realm stretched out his hand and pushed him down the hill. The flames on his body were like chains, entangled in the latter's seven limbs and torso:
Is it the Judiciary God, the figure before he became enlightened?
"Two sacred mountains?"
He knew that before the Supreme Judiciary became enlightened, he had carried mountains to chase the sun, but he had no idea why he carried mountains to chase the sun, let alone how he did it.
"you guess?"
"Samadhi True Fire!"
"To be honest, the old Taoist came to Wu Beitai, firstly, to seek an opportunity to be promoted to the Fourth Glory. Secondly,
Hanyue Sanren took a deep breath. He knew that the mysterious realm must be hidden somewhere, so he had to hold his breath and follow the guidance of the compass.
"Who are you?"…
However, since this fairyland is related to the Judicial Heavenly Lord, he naturally cannot sit back and wait to enter the treasure mountain.
The more fire it swallows, the more tyrannical it becomes. According to legend, in ancient times, there was a little demon who used this magical power to burn an area of the world and refine four Buddhas!
"According to what is said in the Xuan Gong Realm, before the Judiciary Heavenly Lord became enlightened, there was a legend passed down that he carried mountains to chase the sun..."
"This Samadhi True Fire..."
He had never heard of such a thing.
Hanyue Sanren was still in disbelief. Looking at the red robe, he suddenly came back to his senses:
"What is the realm of mountains and seas?"
You probably know the taste of Samadhi True Fire
If you want to taste it, just be obedient...
"Master..."
"When it comes to realm, even if the three-foot Taoist and the Four Extremes come here in incarnation, they are a thousand times better than me. When it comes to combat power, whether it's the Water Dragon General or the Sword Immortal Nanling, they are all better than me.
Some……"
The vegetation, sand, earth and rocks on the hills, and even the breeze, all turned into his eyes and ears, spreading out in all directions in layers.
Staring blankly at the unfamiliar boxing skills, Han Yuesan
The person felt slightly dizzy, and felt a huge cold current rising in his heart for no apparent reason.
only
Unexpectedly, this journey was very intense.
After being refined by this fire, his essence and blood underwent different and abnormal changes.
"How dare I not believe it?"
Yang Yu's eyes brightened slightly.
"suck!"
Others will not say it, but judging from the water dragon general's praise of the Judicial Heavenly Lord, his understanding of this illusion must be far better than his own.
But those who came from a sect in the Holy Land were naturally outside this category.
"As far as I know, my senior does not have the magical power of Taoism. Although he got the drought charm, he suppressed it and retreated to the mountains..."
Of course Hanyue Sanren wanted to agree, but after taking a look at the blazing Samadhi True Fire on his body in the Xuan Gong realm, he still bit the bullet and took the bronze compass:
Han Yue San people approach respectfully.
In the mountains and forests, boxing
Yang Prison experienced the subtle changes in himself. Gradually, with him as the center, the hills seemed to become dim.
Hanyue Sanren bowed down to ask for advice. He had always been a person who could afford to take things and let them go. Otherwise, he would not have lived like this...
"If you need anything Yang, just ask."
"Under the dusk sunlight, those two drops of blood exuded a golden light, which was clear and sacred. The blood of human immortals, which was nourished by spiritual energy and weighed a thousand kilograms, disappeared in almost an instant!
Hanyue Sanren calmed down, but his expression was still a little gloomy:
The mana consumed in the battle was quickly replenished, and the acupuncture points all over the body greedily absorbed the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to increase physical strength and experience.
Hanyue Sanren's eyelids were twitching wildly as he saw more and more blood dripping down through his hair and flying in all directions.
In just a few dozen breaths, the sound of howling fists and wind enveloped the entire mountain forest!
Yang Yu's heart was moved. He frowned and looked around. On that hill, there were lush vegetation. As far as the eye could see, the grass was like a blanket, spreading out for an unknown distance.
Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, recognizing the fire:
It had only been two or three years since he was born, but there was still an unparalleled prodigy, the Sword Immortal Nanling, who was ranked first on the Fortune Gathering Gold List and ranked number one among the ten cities...
"More than 100,000 years ago, the theory of tides actually existed in this world! Although its name is different, the writing habits and tone are definitely not those of my teacher!
"But he couldn't bear to be surprised, because he was also using this compass at the moment. A flash of light was visible to the naked eye. Hanyue Sanren was still a little dazed. He took a deep breath and suppressed all his doubts.
replied:
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came.
According to his experience, in such a situation, it can only mean that there is a little demon in these mountains, or that someone in the Xuan Gong realm is overlooking the sea of clouds with a smile on his lips:
Hanyue Sanren shed tears in his dream, and in a trance, out of the mist shrouding the Sea of Laws, an old man wearing a gray-white gown, wearing straw sandals, holding a bamboo stick in one hand, and a broken ancient scroll came out.
Through the Samadhi True Fire, the Xuan Gong realm thousands of miles away could clearly detect Yang Yu on the hill.
And his mind was spreading in all directions amid the oscillations and fluctuations of the invisible magnetic field around him.
Yang Prison muttered to himself, but he closed his eyes hastily:
"Samadhi True Fire..."
The drops of blood shone brightly in the air, squirming as if alive, and turned into small human shapes before they even left the ground!
Hanyue Sanren's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared blankly at one of the villains, frozen in place as if struck by lightning.
The copper plate between his two fingers was almost sparking, but Hanyue Sanren still didn't dare to take a step closer. He was still forced by the Samadhi True Fire to walk towards the hill.
As soon as the topic changed, Xuan Gong Realm suddenly pressed down on the clouds and landed on a barren mountain. In Hanyue Sanren's surprised eyes, he said slowly:
"You don't mean what you say!
When he looked up again, the hills
The god-man above, at some point, turned around and was looking at him.
The old man sighed heavily and closed the remaining scroll in his hand:
In Yang Yu's ears, there seemed to be the cry of a goshawk. Under his gaze, a pair of wings grew out of that drop of blood, turning into a pocket version of a goshawk!
Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles.
"This is……"
The throbbing was sudden but so strong that he couldn't help but feel sore eyes.
Yang Prison said to himself.
"Originally, the old Taoist thought so too, but who knew that in this world, there is also a theory of tides that has been passed down."
"This old monster..."
As if he noticed Hanyue Sanren's hesitation, his limbs and torso were tingling, and the true fire of samadhi had ignited.
But regardless of whether it is true or not, it is just a record of all the major events since he became famous, not everything in detail.
It seems that it is not a drop of blood, but a huge mountain.
"Teacher?"
"Who is the Judicial Heavenly Lord? He is a great supernatural power from ancient times. This ray of energy cannot even be included in the catalog of ten thousand immortals. How can the rest of the people, no matter how high their realm, can compete with me?"
Seeing his resolute attitude, Hanyue Sanren had no choice but to give up and just kept turning the copper plate.
"However, many things in this world are not just about realm and cultivation... Not to mention Taoist Sanchi, even Taoist Tianzong, when you come to this Fang Wu Beitai, you can never compete with me who understands the secrets of this Fang Wu Beitai!"
…
only
Buzz!
Hanyue Sanren climbed up the hill and looked around, only to see that the drop of blood in Yang Yu's palm was trembling as if it were alive.
The tidal theory written by this strange man Wu Beitai accurately predicted various phenomena and crises after the resurgence of the Red Fa'er spiritual tide.
"this……"
"Yesterday's various causes, today's various consequences... You think of kindness, but it is a good result for me as a teacher..."
Hanyue Sanren, Yang Yu naturally knows him.
"Elemental magnetism rotates..."
Hanyue Sanren's body trembled and he lost his voice:
call!
Mentioning his teacher, Hanyue Sanren couldn't help but get a little excited.
"Appreciate further details."
Chichi chichi~
"Crazy boy, crazy boy"
Hanyue Sanren had sweat on his forehead, but after playing with the copper plate for a while, he quickly suppressed the throbbing in his heart and strode towards the mountains.
"Taoist Master, please sit down.
In the Xuan Gong realm, he stood with his hands behind his back, with blazing fire all over his body. Although he was a child, he already had the appearance of a little demon:
"this"
"Hanyue Sanren!
"It's because I noticed the difference in this fire.
Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground woke up Hanyue Sanren who was burying his head forward. He raised his head in shock.
It is impossible for him to see the back of Judiciary Heavenly Lord even though he is only a member of the Ten Capitals!
Shock!
"Justice Lord?!"
He didn't believe that the Xuan Gong Realm had dismissed all the leaders and only kept him.
After staring for a long time, Yang Yu finally had to give up. The distance was too far, and it was impossible to see its secrets, but he could vaguely guess it.
The Samadhi True Fire in the Xuan Gong realm is an extremely ferocious killing magical power.
"Yes, it is the Xuan Gong realm."
This feeling was so mysterious that in a daze, Yang Yu felt that all kinds of scenes thousands of miles away, as big as mountains and as small as dust, poured into his mind in an instant.
Yang Yu was startled for a moment, and then he came back to his senses:
"What the Taoist is talking about is Baxiaosanren?! He also came to Longquan Realm?"
According to legend, a person with great supernatural powers cannot be seen by the naked eye. His breath contains a horror that even the earth cannot bear. There have been strong men who lost their lives after catching a glimpse of the breath of such a being.
Died.
Yang Yu nodded.
"Are you asleep?"
"Along this mountain line, within 12,800 miles, there is an unknown hill, which is covered with vegetation and full of greenery."
"Master, you single-handedly brought up this disciple, and I have never repaid you as much kindness as a mountain."
The magnetism rotates, outwards and inwards. Yang Yu reaches out his hand and invites Hanyue Sanren to take a seat:
The Xuan Gong realm seemed to be dissatisfied, but he just snorted coldly:
"This fire..."
Xuan Gongjing looked at him sideways.
"You, I am..."
"People leave their names when they pass by, and geese leave their traces when they pass by. The so-called mountains and seas are just the best among all spirits. Their deeds are remembered by heaven and earth and manifested in future generations.
"King of the Northwest?!"
Looking at Han Yue Sanren, he smiled slightly, and when meeting old friends in a foreign land, he also felt happy in his heart:
Tempered by the true fire of Samadhi, this drop of blood actually has ever-changing flavors.
But he didn't pay too much attention. Instead, he turned his palm and took out the golden drop of blood essence. Thousands of drops of blood essence were turned into one drop!
Hanyue Sanren took a breath of cold air and immediately noticed something strange...
Yang Yu agreed with Han Yue Sanren to put himself in danger. He really had no good impressions of practitioners in this world, even if they were monsters.
You can see that drop of blood, between the spiritual energy, helium and hydrogen, grows into an eight-inch size, like thousands of different lives.
Through this ubiquitous magnetic field, he cannot perceive all the subtleties thousands of miles away, let alone activate the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
"I was careless, this little demon..."
After that, there are eagles, white cranes, soil, stones, iron, cloth, apes, lions, elephants, gold, mosquitoes, crickets...
The old man's beard and hair were all white, and even his eyes were half-colored. He walked quickly to Hanyue Sanren and whispered. The mountains that stretched for thousands of miles were as quiet as a ghost moth, not to mention people, even birds.
nothing……
Hanyue Sanren's chest rises and falls:
"This drop of blood"
This kind of illusion is just imprinted by heaven and earth. Someone's experiences in the past years will naturally begin at a certain moment.
"May I ask, sir, is the one who controls the flames Wu Beitai?"
Hanyue Sanren knew it but didn't say anything. Not only did he tell the details about Wu Beitai, but he also revealed his purpose of coming.
He was not panicked, because the so-called Mountain and Sea Realm was just the name of the Immortal and Demon Realm in the Longquan Realm. In fact, the essence was the same.
Hanyue Sanren gritted his teeth in his heart, and was involuntarily carried away, flying thousands of miles away at extremely fast speeds.
As if frightened by Yang Yu's gaze, the flames on Hanyue Sanren's body suddenly burned brightly, and among the fireworks, the voice of the Xuan Gong realm came out:
Ba Fist, Divine Fist, Tiangang Fist, Dragon Subduing Palm, and Great Demon-Suppressing Fist.
The cold moon makes people's hearts beat wildly.
"Teacher, he may be no longer alive, but Pindao still wants to find traces of his past..."
Yang Yu waved his hand and took the drop of extremely hot blood into his palm.
"Your Majesty, you..."
Yang Yu felt regretful, and couldn't help but look up at the distant mountains. In his perception, a raging fire was approaching:
"ah?"
A faint resounding sound came out of the body, carrying a slight air current, making the vegetation on the hill sway unsteadily.
"this"
In his sleep, he knelt down and walked, as if he had come to the sea of laws. In the darkness, he couldn't help but burst into tears:
"Boom!"
"Then Wu Beitai has no murderous intention towards Pindao, and even if he returns, he won't, but it is really impossible to convince him. This monster is extremely dangerous!"
This true preacher of Ten Thousand Demons Cave, who looks like an eighty-one-year-old naughty boy, is actually not over a hundred years old. He only looks young because he is the son of a little demon and his bloodline is extremely powerful.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the rescue..."
"A piece of grass measures the sky. So what does that mean? Isn't it a literal meaning?"
"Who would hunt here?"
It seems that the brilliance of heaven and earth has been taken away by him. Every part of his skin and hair shows a unique spirituality, containing a slight vitality!
Familiar martial arts were performed in the hands of those blood villains. They were unfamiliar at first, but then they became more and more proficient.
There was another sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the hills were shaken at this moment!
"The True Taoist Seed of Ten Thousand Demons Cave, the Ultimate Level 'Fire Demon, Mysterious Art Realm?"...
"It's a pity that there is only one drop of blood..."
The Samadhi of the True Fire is the spirit, energy, and spirit. However, in the realm of human beings and immortals, the unity of spirit and body is emphasized. A drop of blood also possesses Samadhi!
Hanyue Sanren ran forward for a few steps, then suddenly stopped.
Xuan Gong Realm interrupted him:
"this"
The boxing technique used by the blood villain is...
Buzz!
After all, this Judiciary Heavenly Lord cannot be said to be the only god and demon he knows who is related to the rank of Beidou Xiaoxingjun.
Click!
The ferocity of the true fire of Samadhi is vividly displayed at this moment.
"You have actually become the 'Judicial Lord' in this Fangshanhai realm!
call out!
Glancing at Hanyue Sanren, who was crying and laughing with many changes in expressions, Yang Yu felt a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. He fell asleep too quickly.
In the gentle breeze, Yang Yu sat in concentration and silence, and the spiritual energy around him floated in quickly as if he was inspired, and submerged into his body.
Identity, magical power, rank, and magic power are all the best choices, but no, I like to brag too much.
"Sword Immortal Nanling..."
At the end, Hanyue Sanren said firmly:
"The fate between you and me has long since expired, so why bother to pursue it?"
"call!"
Full of flesh and blood, with feathers and feathers, his form and aura are just like him on Hong Fa'er's side.
"wrong!"
It is so tyrannical, especially above the Dhiguo Heaven and Shizun Heaven, which are both in the mythical realm!
"The number one murderer in the Ten Capitals?"
He turned his head stiffly and looked at the other villains
The cold moon leaves everyone helpless.
Looking up at the bright sun in the sky, and then at the inconspicuous green grass under his feet, Yang Yu frowned even deeper.
"The Cave of Ten Thousand Monsters must have been blessed here thousands of years ago!"
A brilliant golden light lit up inside his body, getting brighter and brighter.
"Wait, this..."
Thousands of changes, lifelike!
Once you become a human being, your martial arts will be completely different.
"Really, really..."
"Perhaps, the solution will fall on other people who are here..."
Hanyue Sanren looked up and saw that under the night, there were stars and no moon, but there was no sacred mountain anywhere? Or was it?
"Where he is at the moment is the node that refines this illusion. How can he pick up grass and measure the sky when he has free time?"
"Forget it, just come here..."
"Ba Fist."
"Then, I will prove it to you..."
That man was wearing a red robe, his complexion was as crystal clear as jade, his light was restrained, and his appearance was peerless, as if he were a god descending to earth.
Even though he is considered wily and sophisticated, he is unable to maintain his expression at this moment, and his facial features are a little distorted.
In the Wanshi Tianzong, and even in the entire Immortal Dao, for thousands of years, the person with the highest talent and footwork is the one who ranks with the Lion God King as the two poles of heaven and earth, and the giant among the giants in the Longquan world.
When he landed again, the figure of the Xuan Gong realm was no longer visible behind him.
"You can calculate that I will be the biggest beneficiary in Wu Beitai here. Do you know why it is me?"
"Since he is here, he will explain
His plan is here, and he will definitely come again..."
Under the cover of night, Hanyue Sanren sat down. After running around for many days and experiencing great ups and downs in his mood, he quickly fell asleep while meditating.
‘Justice Lord?,
A drop of blood seems to weigh a thousand pounds!
This time, it was even more outrageous.
"You, you actually..."
If he wants to extinguish the True Fire of Samadhi, he naturally has many means, but the reason for this is just...
Domination punch!
"Sword Fairy Nanling?! Actually, actually..."
What he senses is not the blood itself, but the various particles within it. In his sense, this drop of blood undergoes inexplicable changes.
"You do not believe?"
Hanyue Sanren's expression was solemn. He had almost been deceived by the appearance and performance of the Xuan Gong realm before.
"Boom!"
On the contrary, he has a broken inheritance, has the key to ten thousand immortals, and has a deep understanding of the world of mountains and seas.
Forced by the true fire of Samadhi, Hanyue Sanren had no choice but to move forward, and not long after, he had arrived at the hill where the light gathered.
He looked up and saw a godly man sitting on the hill with his back to him. Above the bright light, his aura was extremely tyrannical.
Who is Tianzong Taoist?
Yang Yu flicked his ten fingers in succession, and threw away drops of blood. He repeated this process several times before the true fire of Samadhi on Hanyue Sanren was extinguished.