This year, he rushed to the Nine Heavens to meet the catastrophe, and tens of thousands of miles were in ruins.

For another year, his body was like glass and jade, sitting in the catastrophe and cultivating, exhaling the breath of heaven and earth.

In the third year, when he opened his eyes, all the catastrophes dissipated, and the fluctuations of his breath all converged, just like an ordinary person.

The three-year catastrophe is undoubtedly a kind of torment for the fifth layer, or the immortal realm.

And now, this torment is coming to an end, and everyone knows that the man has succeeded in the tribulation, and he has become an invincible saint.

Outside the ancient city, a handsome and extraordinary young man paced here, and in a few steps, the person had disappeared here.

"Hey, have you seen anyone?" said a cultivator on the trail, surprised.

"No, what's wrong?" someone asked.

"Just now, I noticed someone passing by, but I couldn't feel his life fluctuating, like a gust of wind. The cultivator's expression was solemn.

"You're thinking too much, who's going to do it?" he shook his head.

Now that the catastrophe has ended, people have gone out one after another, and no one will return to the city in a short time.

The cultivator didn't speak, glanced at the ancient city behind him, then shook his head and left here.

On the streets of the ancient city, the young man was finally able to move, and he turned around angrily, his murderous intent boiling.

Unexpectedly, a handsome and extraordinary young man greeted him, and he walked towards the child and the green ox.

When he saw this person, he was awe-inspiring and horrified.

He couldn't see through this person, he couldn't see through it at all, he didn't even have life fluctuations, he was very empty, like a person hidden in the void.

It exists, but it no longer exists.

Saint.

The young man opened his mouth slightly, and his whole body froze.

He had seen saints, and each of them was terrifying, either with a domineering atmosphere, compelling, or reduced to ordinary convergence, and he couldn't feel it at all.

Even, there are some, as sharp as the edge of a sword, just by looking at it, as if the soul has been hit hard.

Those people were saints, but now he saw such a young man, and he couldn't see through it at all, so he shouldn't be right.

Taizu told that there are no saints in the demon tower, and the space barrier blocks such an existence.

The only explanation is that this person was sanctified here, thinking of what Taizu confessed three years ago, and then look at this young man.

He understood.

He is the sanctified one, a celestial body from the Kyushu continent.

"Lead the way ahead. In just a few words, Li Pu already knew some of the things that had happened in the past three years.

The old man and the two seniors actually blocked Yueming, which he didn't expect, maybe there was no old man and so on, Yueming had already made a move.

"Big brother, there's another person. The child looked at the young man: "The master asked me to seal him off and prevent him from leaving the city." ”

"Who is he?" Li Pu frowned, feeling carefully, the life force in this person's body is majestic, the sea of qi is myriad, the introverted divine mansion is powerful.

"I don't know. The child shook his head.

"Then let's go!" Li Pu no longer paid attention.

If it had been three years ago, he might have been afraid of this man, but now that he was sanctified, the young man, though powerful, was not enough to threaten him.

Moreover, from the fact that the old man let the children block him, it can be seen that he is from the Ru family.

In the depths of the Ru family's mansion, above the gazebo, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked over and said something in the young man's ear.

The young man nodded.

A moment later, Li Pu stepped over and walked into the pavilion.

"What have you testified?" Yue Ming was surprised, his body was like glass and jade, and there was a furnace inside, but it was crystal clear, how could people not be shocked.

"Yin and Yang Dao. Li Pu spoke.

"This path is difficult to cultivate, and people who are not with great perseverance cannot borrow their roots to preach the Tao, and there are few people who practice this path in the history of the immortal world. Yueming said.

In Li Pu's body, there is not only a furnace, but also a black lake, and the two touch each other, symbiosis, mutual aid, and derivation.

The furnace exudes powerful life, and the lake spreads with the aura of death, these are the two extremes, and they are also the way of yin and yang.

Moreover, his Nine Paths Sendai is distinctive, crystal clear, divine light, deep atmosphere, and magnificent.

The five realms are one, returning to the yuan, that is the way of heaven.

"Are you witnessing the Way of the Holy King?" Yue Ming showed a shocked expression, he had not experienced such emotional fluctuations in millions of years.

There are three realms in the Holy Realm.

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