After Hong Yi came out of the Hong Mansion, the whole person suddenly felt much more relaxed.

A long-cherished wish has been fulfilled today, and everything is so simple, without even a hint of obstacles.

Hong Yi did not lose his life goal because of this, but after solving these mundane things, his soul became much more enlightened.

He is no longer the Hong Yi of Hongfu, but the Hong Yi of the mind, the Hong Yi of Taoism.

Hong Yi looked at the north, and his eyes became deep: "Then let's start from the north." ”

Although Lu Li raised his strength to the realm of a martial saint, after all, he only had empty power and nothing of his own.

The combat effectiveness is estimated to be only to the level of a martial saint, Hong Yi has learned the martial arts on the Mida Sutra in the past, but he has not yet comprehended it.

Hong Yi is very ambitious, and he plans to travel the world and create his own exercises.

Of course, the exercises are not something that can be thought of casually, and must have their own theoretical basis.

Hong Yi is no exception, and the "Health Master" in the "Inner Chapter" is a good theoretical basis, which well expounds the concept of health preservation, as well as the relationship between the human body and heaven and earth.

On this basis, he can comprehend the specific exercises.

Thinking of this, Hong Yi immediately left Yujing.

Meditation.

The audience seemed very calm, and everyone practiced step by step.

Concubine Yuan, Bai Ziyue and others have already settled here, and the fox clan has also moved to this vicinity one after another, and this place is thriving.

Lu Li was also refining artifact materials in the stone cave.

Inside the Fulong Ding, the golden flames burned brightly, and three objects rolled in it.

One of the pieces of golden armor looked quite strange, with a lifelike dragon head on the chest of the armor.

The dragon's eyes were closed, and its nostrils let out a dull roar, as if it were really a living thing.

As time passed, the dragon's head's wheezing sound became louder and louder, and occasionally opened its eyes and roared, but the power that escaped was absorbed by the demon slaying sword next to it.

On the other side, the Panhuang Soul Sword was a little stubborn, and Lu Li had not moved a trace after refining it for so long.

In fact, the most important thing is this Imperial Spirit Sword, which contains the three-layer power of the Yang God master.

If it is fully absorbed by the Demon Descending Sword, I am afraid that the quality will increase a lot.

Daqian Palace.

The palace that had been quiet for a long time was once again surging.

In the main hall, Yang Pan, who had not appeared for many days, sat on the dragon chair, and below was Hong Xuanji, as well as three mysterious people behind him.

Hong Xuanji's strength has risen a lot compared to last time, and he has had many adventures at the bottom of the Nine Abyss Divine Domain.

Not only did he swallow a certain mysterious Dao Fruit, but he pushed his own strength to the 'Essence of Fist Intent' above that of a high-level human immortal, and the Fist Intent could be turned into an entity, almost breaking through to a higher level of 'flesh and blood derivation'.

Hong Xuanji also received three subordinates in the Nine Abyss Divine Domain, these three people are known as the Three Great Dao Masters of the Nine Abyss Divine Domain, each of them has the strength of the peak of the Six Tribulations, as well as a powerful artifact, and the strength is comparable to that of the Creator.

Of course, this is not the biggest gain, the essence of the fist intent can't deal with Lu Li at all, and Hong Xuanji won't come back for this.

In the process of returning, he encountered the master of the Heaven Splitting Emperor thousands of years ago, and Hong Xuanji sneaked up on the weakened Heaven Splitting Emperor and absorbed his thoughts and essence.

Not only that, but the Emperor of Heaven Splitting had an artifact in his hand called the Demon Palace of Long Hatred, which was rumored to have been refined by killing millions of people.

Hong Xuanji absorbed the essence of the Long Hate Demon Palace, and his own realm officially entered the realm of flesh and blood.

As long as Hong Xuanji has a trace of flesh and blood, he can be reborn in situ.

Hong Xuanji, the creator of the Sevenfold Thunder Tribulation, is no different from an ant in front of him, which is also Hong Xuanji's confidence in dealing with Lu Li.

After listening to Hong Xuanji's words, Yang Pan nodded slightly and exclaimed: "Aiqing is really lucky, she has broken through to the current realm in just half a year. ”

The reason why Yang Pan relies on Hong Xuanji, in addition to loyalty, is Hong Xuanji's powerful luck.

No matter how big the obstacle is, this person can turn evil into good fortune and get through it easily.

"Don't dare!" Hong Xuanji said respectfully, although his strength is comparable to Yang Pan, or even better than Yang Pan.

But he still didn't dare to make a mistake in front of Yang Pan, and he was still loyal to Yang Pan in his heart.

Yang Pan didn't speak, but sighed: "Xuanji, you and I have worked together for more than 20 years, right?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." A hint of remembrance flashed in Hong Xuanji's eyes.

In the past, the situation was not as stable as it is now, when there were strong enemies outside and chaos in the Great Zen Temple.

Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji can be described as fledglings, and they don't have any backers.

The two of them joined hands to retreat to Yunmeng, destroy the Great Zen Temple inside, and also took the opportunity to destroy the human immortal body of the Oneiroi machine.

Yang Pan went from an emperor with low real power to completely grasp the authority of the entire empire step by step.

This is the result of the struggle of the two over the years.

"I haven't made ......a move for twenty years," Yang Pan sighed, and then looked at the golden seal on the desk, which was engraved with mountains and rivers, human geography, and extremely exquisite style.

The sharp weapon that used to be powerful in the past has now become an ornament.

Thinking of this, Yang Pan volleyed the Imperial Seal seal on the table.

There seemed to be boundless pride brewing in his chest, and Yang Pan said loudly:

"Xuanji, you have become a flesh and blood derivative realm, you and I are also top masters in this realm, the next step is to restore the boat of creation and start the eternal hegemony!"

Yang Pan is the pinnacle of the Seven Tribulations and Thunder Tribulations, and his physical body is a human immortal. Hong Xuanji is derived from flesh and blood, as long as there is a trace of flesh and blood, it will restore its full strength.

The combat power of this realm should be higher than that of the Thunder Tribulation Eightfold, and lower than the Ninth Realm, and the two monarchs and ministers are one, which is more than enough to deal with that person in Xishan.

Yang Pan pointed in the direction of the West Mountain and said with a smile: "Starting with the Demon of the West Mountain, if you catch this person, you will definitely refine it into the Ark of Creation, and this battle is the first battle in which our monarchs and ministers rule the heavens!" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hong Xuanji knelt down along with the three people behind him.

Several people rose to the sky and flew towards the west mountain.

Xishan is not far from the capital, only in the periphery of the capital.

The group looked at the West Mountain, with Yang Pan as the leader and Hong Xuanji following closely behind.

Hong Xuanji exuded a domineering aura that controlled the world, like a god king high above, while Yang Pan became bland.

But when the monarchs and ministers are put together, they look very harmonious.

Yang Pan is a high and all-encompassing avenue, and Hong Xuanji is a god king who controls all things on behalf of the heavens under the avenue.

The two complement each other and can be described as a model of harmony between monarchs and ministers.

The five of them stood still in the air, and Hong Xuanji said to Yang Pan: "Your Majesty, this is the demon's lair." ”

Yang Pan nodded, and a series of crystal clear golden thoughts flew out.

Bang!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were dark, and the clouds of a hundred miles were shaken apart.

A huge, transparent palm suddenly appeared, and the palm was surrounded by colorful glow.

Colorful giant palms fell from the sky, as if they were about to crush the entire western mountain.