Chapter 875: Kyushu Ding

The mystical light in his hand formed a huge invisible vortex in the cell in front of him.

Buzz!!

In the depths of the divine prison, the sound of a surging stream sounded.

It was the power of the ubiquitous river of time, and I saw a vast and boundless power suddenly go upstream.

In the long river of time, there were several extremely terrifying beings, faintly perceiving this change, and their complexions changed greatly.

On the long river of time, even the Xuansheng Dao Venerable who has mastered the Dao Fruit of Time can't do it.

And it is even more incredible to gather the broken primordial spirits that have fallen from the depths of the long river of time.

The resurrection of the strong is a very difficult problem.

And to make some of the Yuan Spirits shattered powerhouses reunite the Yuan Spirits, even some Dao Zuns in the Void Universe will shake their heads, even if they can do it, they will need some extremely harsh conditions.

In the depths of time, a little torrent of time is stirring, and the fragments of the Yuan Spirit with different colors are returning to their ancestors under the milky white light.

A statue surrounded by the vast phantom of the innate divine light, like a fish jumping out of the long river of time, reunited in the prison cell in an instant, and faintly saw the regretful voice of the Xuanming Emperor.

"Thank you saints for your help......"

The Xuanming Emperor had already vaguely understood the identity of the purple-robed Daoist in front of him, and his expression was quite respectful.

"It's still worse, and the saint's supernatural powers also have limitations!"

Lin Yuan glanced at this Innate God and Demon Yuan Spirit.

Emperor Xuanming had some of the Yuan Spirit fragments that had been completely assimilated into the Heavenly Dao, and he couldn't completely reverse it by relying on his saint Dao.

Of course, this is also a matter of Emperor Xuanming's Taoism.

Immortals above the Golden Immortal are difficult to resurrect.

And if it is changed to the Innate Dao Monarch, the Dao Monarch Yuan Spirit and the Heavenly Dao are one, if you want to draw it out, only a special saint like Lin Yuan, who is in charge of reincarnation life and death, may have a way.

"Your Yuan Spirit can only reunite for a while, and I can't make up for it, and later I will personally send you into the Netherworld, with the help of the power of the law of the Great Dao of Reincarnation, you still have hope to return in the future. ”

When Emperor Xuanming heard this, a little joy appeared.

It has already fallen, and it is already worth rejoicing that it can have a glimmer of life.

According to the narrative of the Emperor Xuanming, the strange purple qi was discovered in a strange and incomparably strange secret realm, which was a secret realm conceived by the power of the Heavenly Dao.

An innate magic weapon was born inside, followed by the strange purple qi, the Xuan Ming Emperor tried to recover the strange purple qi, but was escaped by the innate purple qi and entered the Netherworld.

The Netherworld Mansion has always been occupied by a great supernatural person, and outside of the original Heavenly Court of the Protoss, the Xuanying Emperor did not dare to easily chase into the Netherworld.

After finishing speaking, Lin Yuan nodded, condensing a Redemption Dao Lotus and sending the Xuan Ming Emperor Jun Yuan Spirit into the reincarnation of the Netherworld Realm.

Since then, they have also been settled.

"Netherworld ......"

Lin Yuan's eyes flickered, if he said that Zhou Tianhuan was in the universe, there was a place he wanted the most, except for Heavenly Court, it was the Netherworld.

Lin Yuan swept through the divine prison and disappeared into the cell out of thin air.

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In the depths of the Dongyue Divine Court, the dragon aura is strong.

In the divine court, auspicious clouds dotted out of the Dharma Realm Temple, looking from afar, it seemed to stand on a golden platform, and the imperial palace of Emperor Dongyue was at the highest point.

Emperor Dongyue was in a Dharma Hall at this time, and a very special immortal was imprisoned in the Dharma Hall.

"Jingtai Daoyou, this emperor's patience is limited, if I find out, you still have hidden secrets, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

At this time, there were many strange heaven and earth spiritual materials all over the Dharma hall, shining with spiritual light, but there were already several immortals hanging low, kneeling in front of the main hall, and the primordial gods were all destroyed.

"The emperor is inevitably too pressing, this set of magic weapons consumes so much merit and Taoism, it can be successfully refined within a few years, we have already done our best!"

Snort!

The answer to this ragged immortal in the robe was a torture whip full of divine power, and the intense pain was like being embedded in the depths of the Yuan Shen Dao Fruit, and a trace of Dao Fruit runes were wiped out.

Jingtai Daoist took a few steps back, did not say a word, but looked at the majestic and magnificent figure, and it was difficult to hide the anger in his eyes.

Jingtai Dao people are the immortals of the Valley of the Casting God.

The Casting God Valley is quite famous in Dongyue Shenzhou, and the magic weapons refined by the Casting God Valley have always been priceless in the major cultivation workshop markets.

The status is similar to that of the Medicine King Sect, but one is good at refining weapons, and the other is good at healing elixir spiritual roots.

There are many immortals in the Casting God Valley who are famous in Dongyue Shenzhou, but there is no one who can come out of Jingtai Dao and his right, and he is also quite famous in the Heavenly Court.

At this moment, Jingtai Daoren's gaze swept over the main hall, and a thick anger flashed in his eyes, these fallen were his disciples and grandchildren.

In order to forge this thing in his hands, the Valley of the Casting God has paid a great price.

"Master, this shaft is so hateful, we will burn it with him!"

Beside him, there were several immortals of the Casting God Valley who rushed out from the side with purple faces, and the immortal light emitted by them fluctuated violently, and a figure with a rich divine light around his body not far away stood in place, quietly watching this scene, his face was cold, just looking at Jingtai Daodao.

"Jingtai Daoyou, what else do you have to say?"

The figure's voice was cold.

Jingtai Daoren's expression was ugly, and he waved his hand to restrain the many Casting God Valley monks in the hall, and he understood the terrifying Dongyue Emperor in front of him better than many Casting God Valley immortals.

This is Mo Yangzi under the Yuanyang legal system, and it is also the great protector of the Yuanyang legal system of the Central Huangting Shenzhou, and the consummation Dao monarch who is closest to the Xuansheng Dao Venerable in the Yuanyang legal lineage.

This time, the Yuanyang Sage sent Moyang Daojun into Dongyue Shenzhou as the Dongyue Emperor, in order to help him attack the Xuansheng Dao Zun.

This is a very ruthless character, and it is rumored that he was unruly and vicious before he became enlightened, and many colleagues suffered his losses.

Where are the lives of many innocent immortals in the Valley of the Casting God in his eyes, driving them like pigs and dogs, if he misses his big deal, it is really not one or two lives that can fill the anger of the other party.

And with the other party's supernatural powers, it's not something they can resist!

Jingtai Daoist was helpless, and was about to speak, but saw a figure in the void appear silently in the temple of the casting god, and the gaze of this figure fell on a huge earthy yellow golden man in the hall in an instant.

"It turns out that you want to use the method of the five elements to cast the five golden people to lock the spiritual veins of Dongyue Shenzhou, a good idea, but it is still a little naïve, a little childish, these means are not as good as condensing the nine Kyushu Ding!"

A cold voice came out, and Mo Yangzi's expression on the main hall changed drastically in an instant, but he found that a huge pressure was pressing on his body, and his body was completely turbulent.