At the top of the mountain, white mist shrouded it.

Duan Zhen stepped into the world, looked at the devastated Taishi Mountain Range, and shook his head slightly.

Far away above his head, the battle between the Great Evil King and the Immortal Emperor has begun.

The Great Evil King, who has been in the world for more than 300 years, can be said to have fused the thoughts of all living beings, among which the evil thoughts are the worst.

A flying sword in the world may be able to have spirituality, let alone this great evil king of ten thousand laws and ten thousand thoughts?

Moreover, every time Duan Zhen's ontological consciousness fell, the evil king's body would inevitably grow due to the same ancestry.

Gradually, the spirit grew stronger.

"The law has a primordial spirit, and the instrument contains divine will."

Duan Zhen raised his head, as if he had seen the scene of the waves that erupted in the Land of Origin.

There are various sayings on the path of cultivation, among which the Dharma has a primordial spirit and a divine meaning, which is the goal of most cultivators.

What is Yuan Ling?

A method was derived, and within it was born the spirit of the primordial spirit, and even directly transformed into a real and unique body of living beings that could be cultivated.

As for the divine will, it is the spirit body that has been accumulated over the years.

The so-called sword spirit and sword spirit are all the same.

But because it is born from the utensils, it is slightly weaker in the congenital and has a point of the Yuan Spirit.

Duan Zhen's current realm, the divine meaning has already been reached, and the most intuitive thing is the network of living beings and the great evil king.

But if you want to exhibit a method and give birth to the Yuan Spirit, it is even worse.

It's not that the mana is not enough, it's that his law is too complicated.

The first three seals of the evolution of the primordial chapter are Wuji, Dao One, and all beings.

These three sealing methods have completely surpassed all the methods in this realm in the past three hundred years, even the three swords of the Taishang, the three swords of the Panhuang, and the five tips of immortality cannot be reached.

If these three-style seals want to give birth to the Yuan Spirit, I am afraid that they need to break through the Mixed Hole God Realm before they dare to be sure.

And the root of the primordial chapter is still the mysterious and unknown Xuanyuan Dingqing Technique.

With only more than 300 words, he has supported his practice of parallel to the heavens, and he has not seen the slightest clue so far, which is really extraordinary.

As for his martial arts two-style mind, one is to become a dwelling in the void and Sumeru Mountain falls, and the other is for all sentient beings to be robbed and Xuanyuan is supreme.

These two killing moves, I'm afraid you have to be sure when you are in the robbery.

"It will be necessary to cross three thousand eons..."

Duan Zhen retracted his gaze, raised his hand and swept away the entire broken mountain stone, and the light gold net behind him covered it in an instant.

Whew!

The sound of the wind in the void became more and more urgent, and when I listened closely, it seemed to be cheering.

Between the heavy light and darkness, the clouds and mist were blown away by the wind, revealing the appearance in front of them.

Taishang Taoist Temple.

This place of the Taoist master, which has been sought by the world for hundreds of years and cannot be sought all year round, appeared in the world so easily.

It's still mossy slate, and it's still a little shabby.

But as Duan Zhen stepped in, the light and darkness inside changed dramatically.

Tear and pull!

Clusters of condensed crystals from the sky dome were neatly laid on the floor tiles, derived to the end where there was no end in sight.

These stones, all the time, exude a "source" atmosphere, as if they are the things that accompany the birth and fall of heaven and earth when the heavens and the earth first open.

Stone of Origin!

The vast and boundless land inside the entire Taoist temple was actually made of the Origin Stone!

"Da, da, da."

The crisp sound of footsteps fell, and Duan Zhen walked slowly, stepping on this floor tile that was extremely rare even in the place of origin, and his complexion did not change at all.

From time to time, the light reflected in his figure, as if the surrounding walls were a series of mirrors, which could clearly reflect his appearance.

Those mirrors, if you look closely, are as material as the eternal kingdom of the year.

It's Tianjing!

It is the first of all the refining materials of the king of artifacts, without which it cannot be in its most perfect state.

But these celestial crystals with varying light and darkness were really pasted on the wall, just for the purpose of illuminating the body.

Da, da, da.

The footsteps are still the same, stable and peaceful, but the further you go, there is a huge mass inside, horizontal on the southwest side of the floor tiles.

It was a dragon of a thousand feet.

The lifelike scales seem to be able to breathe through the flow of blood and muscles, and they are majestic.

The four claw armors under the abdomen are five outlined in pitch black, like a ghostly spirit.

The head standing with his head held high seemed to be roaring to the heavens, roaring the heavens and the earth.

The body of a thousand zhang is just across the side of the Taoist temple, but no matter how huge, it is only a corner.

Sumeru's method of accepting mustard seeds has long been performed by Duan Zhen, and with the connection of the web of sentient beings, this Taoist view is almost no less than the land of a state.

"The Ancient Celestial Dragons..."

Duan Zhen looked at this lifelike divine dragon, his eyes drew to the place of its back, and he saw the Zhengping long sword inserted on the dragon's back.

This sword is very special, not as slender as an ordinary blade, but boxy, as if representing heaven and earth.

Faintly, the sword body sometimes swayed with a wisp of fire that had cut through the thorns and thorns from the primeval years, showing the heroism of countless people shouting and roaring.

It was as if there was an unknown past in it, and it slowly came from the shock of the sword body.

Seeing this sword, Duan Zhen also bowed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

This is one of the three supreme swords of the ancient Holy Emperor's "Pan", the Panhuang Sword of the Years.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are three swords of the emperor and three swords of the Taishang.

The three swords are the living soul, the void, and the years, and the three swords are the providence, the universe, and the time.

Unexpectedly, this sword of time, which represented the years, was stagnant in Duan Zhen's Taoist temple and was erected on the back of the ancient dragon.

But no matter how extraordinary this sword was, Duan Zhen only stopped for a moment and continued to move forward.

This time, there were many magic weapons and even pills that only existed in ancient legends around him!

Sky City, Monkey Sky Ladder, Xuantian Dark Star...

Such as robes, seamless clothes, and the great pyramid of cultivating the truth...

Tian Yuan Divine Pill, Dragon Tooth Rice, Haori Divine Pill...

One by one, the magic elixirs that have become legends in the world, and even many hermit masters have never seen them, are stored around, without concealment or evasion.

The treasures of the entire Yang God World, almost six or seven out of ten, are stationed here!

For more than 300 years, no one knew where Duan Zhen had gone, but every Yang God who was close to the Nine Tribulations and even fell silent knew Duan Zhen's name in this way.

Even before, as soon as the Immortal Emperor saw Duan Zhen, he opened his mouth and said, "Duan Dao Master".

The reason why this is the case is that the net of all living beings is extraordinary, and secondly, it may be possible to see clues from these treasure pills.

These things were originally the things of the owner.

"Here we are."

Duan Zhen walked a full stick of incense, and then walked through the outer hall of the Taoist temple where there were many magic artifacts and artifacts, and stepped into the inner hall.

Whew!

A slight wind blew, and Meng Bingyun, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, suddenly opened his eyes.

After she saw Duan Zhen, she was stunned at first, and then immediately saluted:

"I've seen the Master of Honor."

Between the words, Meng Bingyun also secretly looked at Duan Zhen's head, and there were no double horns.

Her face moved slightly, she didn't expect Duan Zhen to come from the main body!

"How's Hongluan?"

Duan Zhen nodded, his gaze moved away from Meng Bingyun, and looked at Hongluan, who was placed in the huge Dan furnace on the side.

This Yang God blow, although it was cut down by Li Hu, it was only an aftermath, and it was not that any Nine Tribulations could be unharmed.

Meng Bingyun was fine, Hongluan sacrificed his life to save him at the critical moment and survived to the end.

But this little snake who followed him from the first age of Xianqin was also seriously injured.

"Hongluan has taken the Tianyuan Divine Pill and is refining medicinal power in the Dan furnace, but he is not awake yet."

When Meng Bingyun heard this, a ray of worry flashed on his face.

The effect of the Tian Yuan Divine Pill is endless, even if you only have one breath left, or even within seven days after death, you can recover from your injuries.

But after Hongluan took it, he never woke up.

As she spoke, Meng Bingyun's eyes turned red, thinking of this ten-year-old girl who sacrificed her life to save herself, but now she is unconscious, and she can't help but feel sad.

Tear and pull!

Duan Zhen didn't pay attention to Meng Bingyun's sadness, but directly opened the Dan furnace, looking at the silver-white snake that had turned into its main body, his eyes flashing.

The Tian Yuan Divine Pill was indeed powerful, and Hongluan's broken body had long been repaired intact.

It's a pity that the aftermath of the Yang God level finger has already crushed its divine soul into powder, and there is not a single one left of the forty-eight thousand thoughts.

It walks the way of flesh and human immortals, and the gods and souls do not have the many life-saving methods of ghosts and immortals, and after being shattered at this moment, they have no ability to self-cohesion.

Facing a finger at the level of the Yang God, even the demon body that was one of spirit and flesh was forcibly broken.

"Go get the Panhuang Year Sword here."

Duan Zhen was silent for a few breaths, and suddenly spoke towards Meng Bingyun.

"Yes! Master! ”

Hearing this, Meng Bingyun immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly walked out of the inner hall, running in front of the corpse of the thousand-zhang primeval dragon.

She jumped onto the dragon's body, stepped on the fine, smooth scales, and walked to the back.

The tiger is dead, let alone this dragon?

The dragon power that overflowed at that moment was like a violent storm, blowing her vision blurred.

But after all, it was the body of a ghost immortal, and Meng Bingyun quickly calmed down, and his palm, which was as white as jade, grabbed the Panhuang Holy Sword that represented the years.

Knock knock knock!

As soon as the sword was in his hand, it jumped like a human vein.

Meng Bingyun's heartbeat also changed with the agitation of this sword!

In just a few breaths, she was drenched in sweat and her clothes were faintly wet.

It's just a sword, if she can't pull it out, she won't have the shame to stay in the Taishang Dao.

Crash!

After five breaths, the Panhuang Years Sword was pulled out of the back of the primeval dragon and held it firmly in her hand.

But in the next moment, an inexplicable palpitation suddenly surged all over her body, as if it was a feeling of instinctive oppression of living beings, and it suddenly rose.

Roar!!!

A roar that was extremely high, as if it was about to roar the heavens, the earth, the sun, the moon and the stars, rushed to the sky from below!

Boom Boom!

A loud sound like the flow of sea water poured into the dragon's body, and there was an uproar!

This dragon is alive!

Unexpectedly, this Emperor Sword was pulled out, and the Ancient Divine Dragon was reborn from death and was slowly waking up!

"Noise."

But just when Meng Bingyun was shocked, a flat sound suddenly rose from the inner hall in the distance.

It was a real voice.

Immediately after, Meng Bingyun felt a light under his body, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"This..."

She rubbed her eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in her autumn-like eyes.

What about the dragon just now?

At this moment, she looked around, where was there still the slightest trace of the revival dragon?

"Don't come over yet."

Just when Meng Bingyun was stunned, Duan Zhen's voice sounded again.

She hurriedly walked to the inner hall and was about to hand out the Panhuang Years Sword, when she was stunned again.

I saw that in Duan Zhen's palm, there was an additional air mass of three inches in size, and inside this air mass, there was a dragon-shaped creature with the thickness of a thumb, which was trapped in it.

This is the divine dragon that was revived just now.

"Master... The supernatural power is immeasurable, and the Tao is boundless..."

Seeing this, Meng Bingyun couldn't say anything anymore, only endless amazement.

Unexpectedly, this dragon clan, which was comparable to the peak level of the Nine Tribulations, didn't even struggle for a moment, so he was directly captured by Duan Zhen.

"You evil beast, you devoured 300,000 human races in the ancient years, and the Emperor Panhuang is merciful and does not kill you, so you will be robbed today."

Duan Zhen stared at the divine dragon that was still swimming in his palm, took the Panhuang Year Sword, and then moved the sword, cutting it in half.

Buzz Buzz!

A force that belongs to time seems to be stimulated by the blood in the dragon's body, turning into a ball of golden light and floating into the alchemy furnace.

Tear and pull!

The sound of the light rippling water rose again.

With the sword of time, hook time, and use the body of the Nine Tribulation Dragon to avoid the backlash.

Gradually, countless thoughts of separation and fragmentation condensed from all directions.

After three incense sticks, Hongluan, who was lying in the alchemy furnace, slowly opened his eyes.

"Dao Master!"

This silver-white little snake could wake up, so it couldn't wait to leap towards Duan Zhen and coil it on his shoulder.

The sword power of the years can be hidden, and as for the dragon body, it has been completely turned into powder.

"I'm here to say goodbye."

Duan Zhen let Hongluan hover over his shoulder, but his eyes looked at Meng Bingyun on the side.

"Farewell? Where is the Master going? ”

When Meng Bingyun heard this, his heart trembled for no reason.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Duan Zhen who was close at hand, and spoke urgently.

"There are people outside the world, there is heaven outside the sky, everything in this world has been completed, and it is time to leave."

Duan Zhen also looked at Meng Bingyun's eyes, and his voice was still unwavering.

Small words of flame appeared in his eyes, which were the reminders of the Book of Heavens that he had not seen for a long time.

A year later, it was the day of return.

In the past, the three worlds were all informed three months in advance, and even in the first era of the Immortal Qin, he also learned the return date through inquiry.

But this time, it was a year ahead of schedule, and I don't know what it means.

"Master... Do you want to go to the other side? ”

Meng Bingyun's face turned pale, and since she said goodbye, she would not take her.

She bit her lip tightly, and the reluctance almost overflowed.

"It's hard to cross the other shore, and the place where I go is still a sea of suffering."

"Since it is a sea of suffering, the disciple is willing to cross with the master!"

Meng Bingyun raised his head, and his voice suddenly increased.

There was already a hint of pleading in her words.

But Duan Zhen didn't answer her again.

Da, da, da.

The robed Duan Dao Master was turning around, stepping on the light and shadow of the Origin Stone, and slowly leaving.

But suddenly, he was stunned and couldn't help sighing.

"Master..."

Meng Bingyun grabbed Duan Zhen's sleeve, his voice was inaudible, and his face was so white that there was no trace of blood.

She threw away the Peach God Seven Absolute Sword, which had never left her since she entered, and raised her hands and grabbed Duan Zhen's cuffs.

It seems that if you don't do this, the next moment, you will never see him again.

"Idiot."

Duan Zhen felt Meng Bingyun, whose thoughts were gradually fading, and finally turned around.

He looked at the woman, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and sighed softly.

The south wind knows what I want, and blows dreams to Xizhou.

He looks at the thoughts of all living beings, but how can he not know the thoughts of the other party?

"Stay in this realm, and in five hundred years you will be on the other side. If you leave with me, life and death are uncertain, and if you are not careful, it will be an abyss, you..."

"The disciple is willing!"

“… That's fine. ”

Duan Zhen looked at the woman who agreed without hesitation, and sighed in his heart.

His eyes showed a hint of softness, and he removed the placket of his clothes, beckoning to pick up the Seven Peerless Swords of the Peach God.

"Put it away."

"Yes!"

Meng Bingyun heard Duan Zhen's answer, and the vitality around her body seemed to return in an instant, and even her thoughts stirred up involuntarily.

She took the long sword, and then looked at Duan Zhen's sleeve that had been torn out by herself, and suddenly her face turned red.

At that moment, she was only worried that she would never see her master again, and the idea of being empty and her heart was like ashes, so she didn't have time to think about it anymore.

But after returning to his senses, he was ashamed and embarrassed.

"Holy Sister!"

And at this moment, Hongluan gradually got up from Duan Zhen's shoulder, and at that moment, she suddenly fell asleep, and went straight to sleep, not seeing anything.

"Oops! Hongluan! ”

Meng Bingyun hurriedly took Hongluan into her hands and hurriedly checked it, as if she wanted to find a trace of injury from her intact body.

But out of the corner of her eyes, she peeked at Duan Zhen from time to time.

"Repair for a year, and leave together."

Duan Zhen nodded at her and turned to leave.

The Great Evil King and the Immortal Emperor in the Void seemed to be fighting to the point of scorching.

"Well... Good. ”

Meng Bingyun sneaked a glance at being discovered by Duan Zhen, his face turned red again, and he didn't check the strength of Hongluan's palm for a while, which made the other party feel pain again and again.

"It hurts!"

Hongluan twisted his body and wanted to turn into a human form, but at this moment, his injuries were healed and he was a little powerless.

"Sister Saint is crazy..."

She looked at Meng Bingyun, who was sometimes smiling and sometimes frowning, but fortunately curled up obediently, waiting for her strength to recover.

……

PS: The Yang God chapter is coming to an end, and there are still about four chapters

Chinese Net