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Chapter 614: Ten Thousand Years of Chills, Ancient Yuan Tuo



He stretched out his hand and a little starlight flew from below the jade platform.

After the light faded, a little girl about three or four years old with pink makeup came into view.

"You can't see that this ten-thousand-year-old earthworm is still a demon, fellow Taoist!"

This little girl with pink makeup and jade is not a human being, but Wanzai Hanhao's Nascent Soul, which is the result of her practice of Xuanmen Taoism. However, Wanzai Hanhao has not been practicing Taoism for a long time, and this Nascent Soul has not yet been practiced.

If he becomes a Yuan Shen, otherwise he has to wait for hundreds of years, and maybe he will be able to achieve immortality with the help of the abundant spiritual energy of this place.

When the time comes, the demon body will be trained into the Dharma body, and these ten thousand years of coldness will really become a climate.

It's a pity that even if they don't encounter him, Emei Qidai will kill it.

The bad fate accumulated over the years, coupled with the sin of "carrying a jade", destined it to be impossible to achieve enlightenment.

Speaking of which, Qian Kang, the owner of the Evernight City, was smarter and sent his son directly to Emei. This not only chose a good future for his son, but also gave him a big leg.

With this background, no one dares to take advantage of him.

It's a pity that the ten thousand-year-old cockroach doesn't have such wisdom after all.

Xu Junming didn't like a Nascent Soul that was condensed with the cold energy of Taiyin, so he threw it away and let it sink into the body of the ten thousand-year-old Han Hao.

With a movement in his heart, the Divine Gate of Human Soul flew out of the body, black light shrouded Wan Zai Han Hao, and a bit of starlight flew out of its body and disappeared into the Divine Gate.

With the three souls and seven souls of Wanzai Hanhao, its memories of the past ten thousand years are all presented to Xu Junming one by one.

In the beginning, Wanzai Hanhao was just an ordinary snail living in this lotus pond in the light realm. His consciousness was weak and his memory was fragmented. He only had the impression of seeing an immortal in white robes, always sitting on the oval jade platform in the middle.

Live wildly and sing drunkenly.

After experiencing this countless times, it occasionally spilled it when the immortal was drinking, fell into the pool, diluted some of the wine, and fell into a coma for a long time.

When he woke up again, his body was several times larger and his consciousness was much clearer.

It finally caught the attention of the white-robed immortal.

It only remembered that the other party smiled at it and then said something.

"It's rare that you have the opportunity to open up your spiritual wisdom, so I'll give you some luck."

After saying that, the other party flicked his finger, and a little spiritual light flew into the sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, countless words and patterns were planted deep in his heart.

It has never learned those words, but somehow understands their meaning.

After practicing it for a period of time, it felt that its body was getting stronger and bigger.

Just when it was condensing the demon elixir in its body, the white-robed immortal who often came here to drink disappeared.

There were bursts of thunder in the sky, heavy flames, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering.

The fear deep in his bones made him hide in the depths of the lotus pond.

With a loud noise that it will never forget, along with a strong sense of weightlessness, it fell together with the entire lotus pond.

After everything calmed down, it never saw the white-robed immortal again, or even anyone else.

Practicing day by day, coupled with the lotus seeds in the lotus pond, its cultivation becomes stronger and stronger.

When it finally had the strength to break through the confinement of the lotus pond and get out, it realized that its name was "Han Hao".

Under the trend of nature, it began to taste a delicious thing called "human".

Then the notoriety of the ‘Ten Thousand Years of Cold Cockroach’ began to spread in the Antarctic region.

"Qingming Scripture!"

Xu Junming shook his head.

The technique that the man in white robe passed down to Wan Zai Han Hao was enough to enable him to achieve the Immortal Realm. It was somewhat rare, but it could not provide much help to him now.

"But who is this man in white robe?"

Although it was just a picture in Wanzai Hanhao's memory, it was not enough to get a glimpse of the opponent's strength. But even so, Xu Junming could sense that the opponent's strength was extraordinary from only the traces of a claw and a scale.

Definitely above him.

"This person must be the Golden Immortal!"

And judging from Wanzai Hanhao's memory, this person probably died. Otherwise, this light realm, as his dojo, would not have fallen from the spiritual world.

Subconsciously, I looked up, and my distant gaze traveled across nine days, as if I saw the vast and vast world.

He has been collecting news from the Lingkong Immortal Realm. The reason why he came to the Antarctic Little Light Realm was because of some speculations in his heart.

Now the facts have confirmed his guess, the Tianwai Mountain has indeed fallen from the fairyland in the sky.

But it didn't give him enough information about the fairy world.

Suddenly, strange fluctuations were introduced into Xu Jun's sea of ​​consciousness.

After a short time, the lotus pond suddenly started boiling like boiling water.

Soon, a huge black shadow flew up from the lake along with the fire and magma.

"roar…!"

The earth-shattering roar was like a hurricane passing through.

This is a gigantic beast that is hundreds of feet tall.

There are two fleshy wings on the front half, and the blue-black scales are like cast steel, emitting a cold and hard light in the sun, and the huge wings cover dozens of feet.

The four dragon claws are extremely sharp, and their curved arcs are terrifying.

Near the back half, there are two rows of thick animal feet that are several feet thick and about thirteen or fourteen feet long.

The tail is fan-shaped, about thirty to forty feet in diameter, and is covered with reverse scale barbs.

The head is shaped like a crocodile, with a huge mouth open and sharp fangs like razors, sharp and hard.

There is no doubt that this is a powerful monster beast that is not much inferior to the Wanzai Hanhao.

Xu Junming looked at the giant beast roaring in mid-air, as if it was venting its depression.

No unnecessary actions were taken.

Anyone who has seen Shu Mountain knows that in the Little Light Realm of the Heavenly Mountain, in addition to the thousands of years of cold earthworms on the surface, there is also an ancient Yuanshu hidden underground.

Yuan Tao is a dragon species and a descendant of poisonous dragons.

He is born with the ability to control poison and earth fire. His attributes are completely opposite to those of Wanzai Hanhao. They can be said to be deadly enemies.

All things in the sky are both yin and yang, and so are the strange animals.

However, Wanzai Hanhao has obtained the true inheritance, has the skills to accompany him, and his cultivation has improved faster than the ancient Yuanhao, so this Yuanhao has been hiding near the center of the earth and dare not show his face.

And Wanzai Hanhao is unwilling to go deep into the center of the earth. In this environment that is not friendly to him, he has an unpredictable battle with Gu Yuanhao.

Therefore, the two great demons have been living in peace with each other for thousands of years.

But since they are enemies, each of them pays the most attention to the other.

Suddenly noticing that the aura of Wanzai Hanhao had disappeared, the ancient Yuan An couldn't bear it any longer, so he rushed out from the center of the earth.

"Roar, ow...!"

The roars of various strange beasts came from a distance.

In the sea outside the Tianwai Mountain, because of the strong spiritual energy, there are many creatures that have turned into demons. They have been imprisoned by Wan Zai Han Hao and kept there so that they can chew them when they need them.

Now that Wanzai Hanhao was captured by Xu Junming, the restrictions on them disappeared, and like Gu Yuandu, they rushed here one after another, intending to see what happened.

Looking at the demonic clouds filling the air, Xu Junming shook his head.

"This wonderful land of fairy mountains cannot be reduced to a demon cave and a devil's kiln!"

The Ksitigarbha gate above the head shines brightly, and the vast silver light covers the whole world as the sun rises.

In ancient times, Yuan Tao had a very high level of cultivation. He sensed something was wrong and was about to escape.

However, as an innate spiritual treasure possessing the six spiritual taboos of the Ksitigarbha Divine Gate, its power is undoubted.

The speed of light was extremely fast, and before it could take action, it was enveloped in silver light. In an instant, a tyrannical force of confinement blocked all its magic power and even its consciousness.

The Ksitigarbha Divine Gate slowly rose, and the vast silver light reached its extreme speed. In just a moment, the entire Tianwai Divine Mountain was enveloped.

The magic power of Xu Junming's middle stage True Immortal is combined with the magic of Ksitigarbha Divine Sect.

Directly sealing everything inside the Tianwai Sacred Mountain.

Xu Junming, who was sitting cross-legged on top of the divine gate with soaring momentum, had a certain seal in his hand.

"receive!"

In an instant, all the people and monsters with traces of cultivation in the Tianwai Mountain were taken in by the Ksitigarbha Divine Sect.

Of course, that includes the city that never sleeps!

With a wave of his sleeves, he urged the God of Heaven to perform his magic and reach the top of the Antarctic.

Activate the bronze mirror and look at the Tianwai Sacred Mountain, one third of which is located on the bottom shell, one third of which is located in the sea, and one third of which is exposed above the sea.

Take a deep breath.

He gently stretched his right hand forward, and a mysterious talisman began to flicker in the palm of his hand.

Along with the vast magic power, Xu Junming's palm expanded rapidly, getting bigger and bigger, but in an instant, the entire Antarctic became dark.

This astonishing strange appearance quickly alarmed countless monks on the surrounding seventy-two islands.

Looking at the giant black shadow in the sky, everyone's mouths opened in shock!

"Dad, what is that?"

The handsome-looking young man in a long robe looked at the sky in the distance in astonishment.

Next to him stood a middle-aged man wearing a blue Confucian robe, with three strands of long beard on his chin, and a serious expression.

The latter looked around for a moment.

"That's a palm!"

"What?!"

"Your father was right, that is indeed a palm!"

The white-haired woman wearing purple palace clothes next to her spoke.

"But...how is this possible?!"

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise like the beginning of the world!

But when I saw that giant palm holding the sky, it suddenly reached down!

The once empty mid-air suddenly burst into dark red fire!

Even if they are far apart, everyone can feel the heat blooming in the fire.

The giant palm, which was nearly a million feet or even larger, seemed to ignore the fire in the center of the earth that even the earth immortals dared not easily cross, and suddenly penetrated deep into it.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering sound of waves, the earth suddenly shook.

Accompanied by the roar of thousands of giant beasts, a huge mountain was grabbed out of the flames by the giant hand descending from the sky.

"That's... the sacred mountain outside the sky!!"

Xie Shan, who was wearing a gray robe, had a look of disbelief on his face.

Ye Bin, who was next to him, didn't hear his words, because the fire and magma rushing out from the ground was like thunder from the sky, and even the voice of Xie Shan, who was very close at hand, was suppressed.

Thousands of feet of magma, like a rising tide of anger, madly venting its power with the anger that had been suppressed by the divine mountain for thousands of years.

If this fire is allowed to erupt, the Antarctic ice will melt, a huge amount of water will merge into the sea, and countless islands and coastal areas will be submerged.

This is an unimaginable disaster!


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