278 Creation Emperor Furnace
fainted inexplicably, came here inexplicably, Fu Yang was about to go crazy.
Finally understood the truth that medicine should not be taken indiscriminately, and it was imperative that we first get rid of the people who were chasing and killing, otherwise we would not be killed if we ate it, and whether it was really death.
After running all the way for half a day, a city wall that towered between the clouds appeared in front of him, this is a huge city, the scale is unimaginably large, and the city wall is as wide as a space crystal as far as the eye can see.
"Astral Boundary." The man chasing after him whispered, as if he was afraid of the giant city.
Suddenly, a rainbow leaped out of the city wall.
"Nian Wusheng, your courage is not small, come to the astral boundary to spread wilderness, then stay, the red yarn of the heavens."
It's a woman's voice, very pleasant to the ear.
As soon as the words fell, a layer of red veil fell, covering the sky and the sun, almost covering the entire sky.
"Hmph, Red Whisk is still trying to kill me because you're still trying to kill me." The man said coldly.
With a sudden tear of his hands, he tore the red yarn that had fallen off the cover, and he escaped from the crack.
This person knows very well that when the pursuit is here, many young masters in the astral realm will chase them out, and even the older generation of masters will come forward, and they really can't leave if they want to.
The red whisk did not pursue, revealing his true body, and a bright figure was located in the void, his eyes flashing with divine light, looking at Fu Yang who was stopped on the ground.
With his eyes sweeping, Fu Yang seemed to have no secrets in his whole body, and the origin was all insightful, and he couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, for fear of being seen.
"It's a monk from our realm, open the city gate to lead." Red Whisk said solemnly.
With a bang, it was like a gate on the city wall was opened, and there was a divine light looming in it, and it was impossible to see through the real scene.
This was the case, and Fu Yang had to go forward.
As he stepped through the gates, a light enveloped him. It's like checking for anything suspicious.
In a breath of time, the eyes became clear, a realm of mountains and green waters, and there were even stronger people hidden in the mountains, breathing and breathing, devouring spiritual energy to strengthen their bodies.
The ground is shaking. The roar came, and a team of monks riding fierce beasts arrived, and the aura on their bodies made Fu Yang feel threatened.
Every monk here is not simple, Fu Yang felt that he had come to a Longtan tiger's den.
"Hey, why is he so weak, the person who can participate in the battle of the hundred clans must be an emperor, and it is impossible for him to still be in the mortal realm." A monk wondered.
"There is no need to doubt it. Both the Red Whisk Emperor and the Boundary Wall are sure to be people on our side, so they can't be spies. A monk said.
"Yes, there are too few people who can survive the battle of the hundred clans in the past, and judging from the damage and injuries on his armor, he must have suffered unimaginable heavy losses." Some speculated.
Not daring to linger too long, a group of monks was ordered to come, and immediately someone said, "Your Excellency, please follow us to the altar." The leaders are waiting. ”
Fu Yang nodded wordlessly, his mind was now in chaos. I simply don't understand what they're saying.
Words such as the battle of the hundred tribes, the altar, and the leader, should be kept in mind.
Turning over and sitting on a fierce beast, carrying him over the mountains and mountains, the speed was as fast as a streamer.
I don't know how far ahead. At least millions of miles away, but in the face of the speed of the fierce beast, it still passed quickly.
On a three-thousand-zhang high altar, several old people and a group of young people were sitting.
Fu Yang was brought here to be questioned by them.
"Your Excellency. Do you get the source of the moment? An old man asked.
Fu Yang clearly felt the terrifying momentum on the old man's body, which could be described as a world shattering.
"I don't know." Fu Yang said truthfully.
Suddenly, the old man's momentum froze, like a great sun falling, and he asked bluntly: "How can you not know, come quickly and truthfully." ”
"I don't know, I can't remember anything." A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Fu Yang's mouth, and his internal organs were turning over the river and the sea.
"Still not telling the truth." The old man stared angrily, and the momentum came straight in, and the air in an area was pressed loudly, and every word was spoken, like a thunderous explosion.
"Stop."
shouted, it was a middle-aged man in an imperial robe sitting in the center who spoke.
"He didn't lie, he told the truth." The middle-aged emperor explained.
Everyone in the audience knows the middle-aged ability of the emperor's robe, and no one can escape his magical powers whether they tell a lie or not.
The domineering old man also kept his mouth shut, thinking that the middle-aged status of the emperor's robe was higher than him.
Fu Yang breathed a sigh of relief, he really didn't know what the source of the moment was, his whole body was only a set of broken battle armor, and his current cultivation couldn't figure out where it was.
A divine light flashed from the middle-aged eyes of the emperor's robe, shone on Fu Yang, and took it back after a while, he said: "The emperor subverted the Dao Ji and forcibly cut it off, could it be that the emperor can be mixed in the battle of the hundred clans?" ”
After thinking about it for a while, he rejected this idea, the source of the moment appears once every 10,000 years, and there are many races to fight for, and there are restrictions, you can't go higher than the realm of the emperor, otherwise you will be directly wiped out by the eye of the moment.
"Send it into the furnace of the Emperor of Creation and Reshape it." The emperor's robe is middle-aged.
As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the envious and jealous eyes of a group of young people, but they knew very well that the magic of the Creation Emperor Furnace could consolidate cultivation, and it could also refine the physical body and divine soul, and even condense more powerful divine powers.
However, no one dared to disobey the middle-aged words of the emperor's robe.
Fu Yang guessed from their eyes that he seemed to have gained an opportunity.
Two monks covered in black armor appeared to pick him up, and the black armor monk's breath was as silent as stagnant water, but his silent expression made people shudder.
In a few flashes in succession, a Dan furnace locked by eighty-one Great Dao Divine Chains appeared in front of him, and from time to time there was a firelight, and wisps of Dan Qi were emitted, and even the two black-armored monks with dead faces showed a hint of heartbeat.
The monks who can enter the Creation Pill Furnace are basically people who have made great contributions to the Star Boundary, and their identities are extraordinary.
"Go in by yourself." The Black-Armored Monk's voice was cold, as if he were dealing with a dead object.
A token flew out of the hands of another black-armored monk, and the Living Creation Emperor Furnace opened, and Fu Yang went up for life and fell into the huge Dan Furnace.
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"Xingzun, why did you give the Creation Emperor Furnace to waste?" The old man said indignantly.
"I need to explain to you why you didn't come forward just now." Xingzun said majestically.
"This person's cultivation has been cut off, and the restoration is the realm of the emperor, in the astral realm, the emperor grabs a handful, why bother with this one, you must know that the Creation Emperor Furnace has accumulated enough Creation Pill Qi for ten thousand years, why not cultivate a peerless genius." The old man still didn't give up.
"Don't say it anymore, you just need to be honest and do your duty, and the deity will naturally not treat you badly." Xingzun waved his hand, obviously not wanting to mention more. (To be continued.) )