Twenty-three months of the dew moon.

It is the 150th anniversary of the establishment of the Immortal Court.

Inside and outside Luojing, pedestrians are weaving, shoulder to shoulder.

The Great Zhou Immortal Emperor announced to the world that he would rejoice with the people today, and wished the prince a smooth birth.

At this time, Luojing can be described as monks everywhere, immortals such as hemp, or riding flying boats, or imperial treasure light, or riding white deer, flying bears, Luan birds and other exotic beasts and birds.

At the time of the great rule of the world, the country and the people were rich.

Ordinary people can also practice martial arts, and their bodies are strong and healthy, and only in the mouths of the older generation, or in books, can they know what poverty and famine are.

As early as a few months or even a year or two ago, some people walked through thousands of rivers and mountains, just to pay homage to the fairy face today.

The goddess scatters flowers, and the immortals offer songs. Delicacies Lingzhen can be eaten at will, and the elixir and jade liquid can be drunk freely.

It is at this time of celebration all over the world.

Boom –

Suddenly there was a thunderclap.

I saw a black cloud, floating from the sky.

Suddenly, the wind rose, and the sky was covered from the size of several acres.

The sky turned into black and white.

"What a demon!"

A golden streamer rose into the sky, but it was the general on duty at the East Heavenly Gate, the peak immortal official of Jindan.

The imperial envoy, one green and one red, two flying swords, turned into a tornado and a wind, vowing to shatter and disperse the black clouds in the sky.

"Chatter, it's worthy of the Immortal Court, the gatekeepers have such cultivation!"

There was a strange laugh in the black cloud, and a pitch-black cloud hand swept, easily slapped the flying blue and red swords, and grabbed the general on duty.

"Phew!"

"Big brother be careful!"

"Evil is to be killed!"

There are three heavenly gates in the southwest and north, and each of them flies out of a golden armor general.

The Xuanhuang Seal, the Jade Pure Bottle, the Fire Flag, and the three treasures are powerful and vast, and they are cast at the same time as the Heavenly Wind Sword, forming a four-phase large array of earth, water, wind and fire, and the ability to fight the Yuan Infant.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Two eyes lit up in the black clouds, each of which was dozens of zhang in size, as if the sun and the moon were in the same sky.

The moment the eyes appeared, mountains and rivers appeared in the sky, and the city and rivers were picturesque.

The four immortal court guards quickly shrank in size, fell into the pictures of mountains and rivers, and turned into four tourists with blurred faces.

"Good illusion!"

Another immortal general rose into the air, with a purple robe and jade belt, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a silver spear in his hand, which was Shi Qingfeng, the master of Liubo.

The other immortal officials who were about to move suddenly died down and watched Shi Qingfeng kill the demons.

"It smells like a soldier, but it's a pity that it can't be ......"

As the words fell, hundreds of ghost soldiers were born out of thin air, and the leading demon general was too tall, with a golden light in his hand, and a nightmare beast under his crotch, leading his soldiers to rush over.

The sound of horses' hooves stomping into the air was bursting, and black smoke clouds rolled in.

Rao knew that it was an illusion, and seeing thousands of ghost soldiers swooping in, there was inevitably a riot among Luo Jing.

"Don't mess up the celebration!"

Twenty-eight figures appeared in the sky above Luojing, it was the six immortal officials, at least Jin Dan cultivators.

Together, they formed a star formation to trap the ghost soldiers in the air, and the leading ghost generals were faced by Shi Qingfeng.

One person and one ghost, one immortal and one demon, the fight is difficult to solve.

"Chatter! More than people, the ancestor has never been worse than anyone! ”

Dozens of hundreds of demon generals, endless ghost rides, rushed out of the black clouds, the number of which was more than millions, covering the sky and the sun.

In the face of so many demon generals and ghost soldiers, Luo Jingzhong rose up one after another, the six chiefs, the major domain masters, the mountain god Hebo, more than twenty yuan infants, and hundreds of Jin Dan.

The five elements of magic are wanton, and all kinds of precious lights are horizontal, almost trying to cover the sky.

However, it was only the general who blocked the attack, so that the black cloud could not destroy Luo Jing, and even its body could not touch it in the slightest.

In that picture of mountains and rivers, countless demon generals and ghost soldiers actually pressed the panicked immortal court so much that they couldn't raise their heads.

"Let's go down."

Zhou Yi didn't know when, standing in the void, and said lightly: "You are not the opponent of this fellow Daoist. ”

Chen Jinyu stood beside him, observing the black clouds with interest. Cultivating the Book of Heaven, the spiritual sense sense is far superior to that of the monks of the same level, and in Chen Jinyu's sense, the black cloud that covers the sky and the sun is actually the essence of a person.

It's not a magic power, it's not a magic weapon ban, there is only one person's body, and the volume is hundreds of miles away.

When the immortal officials heard the emperor's order, they retreated with shame on their faces and bowed down to stand behind Zhou Yi.

The immortal court has been invincible in the world for a hundred years, and the immortal officials have developed an arrogant heart, and it may not be a good thing to be the first to take the lead today.

"Daoist illusion is exquisite, please put the poor Daomen back."

Zhou Yi looked at the mountains and rivers in the painting, dozens of immortal officials were trapped in it, just like the people in the painting.

"Why don't you pick it up yourself?"

As soon as the Immortal Ancestor thought about it, the pictures of mountains and rivers rolled towards Zhou Yi, and he wanted to suck him into it.

"Good!"

Zhou Yi responded, and slammed his fist into the picture of mountains and rivers.

Boom Boom –

The moment the fist came into contact with the picture, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The picture of mountains and rivers shattered in an instant, and dozens of figures fell out of it, which was the immortal official trapped in it. The first four generals on duty to trap people in the picture had weak breath and pale faces, and in just a few moments, their blood and qi mana had been cut by more than thirty percent.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Zhou Yi thanked him, Heiyun wanted to kill someone, and he could drain the monk's blood and soul in the illusion in an instant.

The way of illusion has been cultivated to such an extent, and the heavens and the earth have changed in a single thought, and there is no difference between being trapped in it and the real world.

"The old ancestor is immortal, and he has been friends with the Immortal Emperor God for a long time, how can he embarrass the juniors?"

"I should have sat down and talked about immortality, but unfortunately the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and Daoist friends have the necessary things for the ancestors here."

As he spoke, hundreds of miles of black clouds continued to surge, and finally condensed into a golden-robed Taoist.

With an old face, sparse beard, and white eyes, he is the Immortal Ancestor.

"What do you want?"

Zhou Yi looked carefully.

The Immortal Ancestor stood in place like a deep black hole, and after staring at it for a long time, his soul was not stable, and he was almost devoured by it, and he had indeed cultivated into a Yin God.

Yin God, the primordial god returned to the void, transformed from the heart, hundreds of millions of doppelgangers, and his strength has surpassed that of refining qi and transforming gods.

Legend has it that in the underworld, the ghost of the dog soul is the realm of the Yin God.

The Immortal Ancestor turned his head to look at Chen Jinyu, to be exact, Chen Jinyu's bulging lower abdomen, his eyes were blazing and greedy, and his fingers were a little dry.

"The ancestor's physical life is approaching, and he needs to be reincarnated, so it is better to use the fetus in the womb."

"In the future, when the ancestor is born, he and Dao friends will have blood relatives and cause and effect, and if they support each other, they will definitely be able to achieve the True Immortal Dao!"

Rao is Zhou Yidao's heart is like iron, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked by the Immortal Ancestor.

There have always been only those who recognize the children and grandchildren of apprentices, how can anyone rush to recognize their father, or their father!

Chen Jinyu's face turned pale, and his body shone with spiritual light, inspiring dozens of talisman treasures, lest the Immortal Ancestor would not say a word and merge his son.

The immortal ancestor is too ugly, and in the future, the prince will inherit the unification and dominate the Quartet, and he must not be similar to him.

"Don't be joking."

"Ancestor never jokes!"

"If you find a woman in the fairy court, the poor Dao is nourished by dragon blood, and the future Daoist friends will definitely be extraordinarily talented!"

"Who can compare to the body of heaven and man, why should Daoist friends care about the descendants, the ancestor is willing to exchange the immortal Dao Dafa!"

Zhou Yi's face turned cold, he didn't want to be an enemy of the Immortal Ancestor, and repeatedly retreating was already the limit, but he didn't want the other party to not give in an inch.

In that case, there has only been one done.

The Yin God is not really invincible!