Chapter Eighty-Five: Immortal Spirit
Rumble!
Ming Xiaoyang, who has been locking his mana and not letting the slightest leakage of his immortal energy, poured a trace of immortal energy into Xiayi's Yuan Shen through his farewell to Tianxuan Holy Maiden Xiayi for thousands of years.
Xia Yi, as early as a thousand years ago, was controlled by the power of the ruthless emperor and became a pitiful insect that could not help but live and die.
And the cultivation of the ruthless emperor is equivalent to an ordinary immortal, and only the same immortal qi can help Xia Yi find her true self.
The fairy qi entered the body, and the extremely familiar pictures floated in front of Xia Yi's eyes.
A place with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and flowers.
A white-clothed and silver-haired man was drunk and lying in a flower bush, accompanied by several charming women who were not covered by his body.
On the handsome cheeks, with three or four points of drunkenness, drunk on a woman's lap, complacent: "Drunk and lying on the knees of a beauty, this is the day I should live!" ”
"But no, who doesn't know that the Holy Son is unruly!" Another woman took out a delicate piece of pastry, brought it to the man's mouth, and laughed.
Rumble!
A terrifying momentum struck and shook the place.
The white-clothed Shengxue, a woman in palace costume with peerless elegance, holding a snowy fairy sword, appeared not far away.
"Xiayi, why are you here?" The man who was still drunk and hazy just now sat up and smiled awkwardly.
"If you don't come again, won't you have to drink your child's full moon wine!" It was obviously an incomparably ethereal voice, but it carried a chill from the heart, and it was killed with a sword.
Then, chaos ensued.
The women gathered around the man hurriedly fled and hid far away.
Not long after, in front of a palace in the distance, disciples who came and went saw their own holy son running away frantically in front, and the holy woman chasing and killing behind him.
The brilliant sword qi is everywhere, so that the pure and peaceful holy land will no longer have any peace.
"What's the matter, why is the Holy Maiden chasing and killing the Holy Son?" A disciple who had not been in the sect long ago asked the senior brother beside him.
I didn't notice the strange expressions of the other people around me.
"What else can I do," the disciple who was asked shrugged his shoulders and said naturally, "It's nothing more than the Holy Son stealing food and being discovered by the Holy Maiden." ”
"Something like this happens every once in a while, and you'll get used to it!"
It's a pity that this scene will never be used to that day.
A month later, a senior in the Tianxuan Holy Land speculated on the whereabouts of the Chengxian Road and the Six Dao Reincarnation Fists, all in the Ancient Forbidden Land.
Speak to the Holy Lord, and do the best of the elite of the Tianxuan Holy Land, intending to seize the creation of the heavens. The Son did not listen to the persuasion and was punished on the wall of the Holy Ground for hundreds of years.
And the elite of the Holy Land, under the leadership of the three heroes of Tianxuan, slaughtered the Ancient Forbidden Land.
In the end, the memory of the tragedy of the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan: only an overwhelming giant hand remained, and the sky was blood-red.
One by one, the same door that had been with them for many years died in front of them; In the confusion of consciousness, she also lost control of herself and became a desolate slave who couldn't help herself!
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Swish!
I don't know how long it has been, Tianxuan Holy Maiden Xiayi opened her beautiful eyes again, and her bright eyes did not return to their original dullness.
Looking at the figure standing in front of him in a very complicated way, he has not changed in the slightest for more than a thousand years.
is still so frivolous and chic, but it brings her a sense of strangeness.
"Long time no see, Kasumi." Ming Xiaoyang slapped Xia Yi's slippery shoulder and greeted him cordially.
"It's been a long time, Holy Son!" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Xia Yi's mouth, and she said with mixed feelings.
"You know what? For a thousand years, I have not completely lost my consciousness, but have fallen into a state of uncontrollability! ”
"It's not ignorant of the outside world. Congratulations, the Lord of Zhongxing in the Tianxuan Holy Land, the undefeated myth of Megatron Beidou! ”
In the end, Xia Yi sneered, "I thought you were a disgrace to the Tianxuan Holy Land, and you had been playing with it all the time, but you didn't know it!" ”
"Thanks for the compliment." Ming Xiaoyang listened to Xiayi's sarcastic words directly as praise.
"But you're still missing one thing!"
"What's the matter?" Xia Yi asked puzzled.
Ming Xiaoyang said proudly: "That is, what is standing in front of you now is no longer the Holy Lord of Tianxuan Holy Land, but a true immortal who has descended from the Immortal Realm." ”
"Before I came to see you, I had already defeated Gai Jiuyou and broken the Tribulation Immortal Song. After this battle, he killed thirteen ancient supremes in a row! ”
"What?" Xia Yi exclaimed in disbelief.
Some of the information she came into contact with sporadically let her know that the person in front of her was not simple, but she didn't dare to associate him with the immortals.
"Hahaha." Ming Xiaoyang laughed out loud proudly, and hugged Xiayi's weak and boneless waist.
jumped and carried her into the bottomless abyss of the ancient forbidden land.
Whoa!
In the abyss, a crisp sound came out, and several deserted slaves dressed in ancient costumes appeared from the abyss, lined up on both sides, representing the desolate lord to welcome the distinguished guests.
………………
In an extraterritorial battle, the winner has been decided.
At the moment when Ming Xiaoyang jumped into the abyss, the result of the earth-shattering battle that happened in the starry sky was also announced.
Gai Jiuyou, who was healing, bitterly said his perception of Ming Xiaoyang, "This battle should have happened thousands of years ago, not now!" ”
"If it was a thousand years ago, the old man might still have a chance of winning. Now, it is almost devastating. ”
"If there is an immortal, then Ming Xiaoyang must be a living immortal!"
There was no positive answer, but this statement said it all.
For thousands of years, the quasi-emperor of the Nine Shadows, who was almost uncrowned, ended in a fiasco.
Again, he should have fought the other party a thousand years ago!
A thousand years ago?
Ming Xiaoyang seemed to be only thirty or forty years old, and the Tianxuan Holy Land suffered a catastrophe.
Could it be that at that time, he was already a quasi-emperor? How is this possible!
The most important thing is that Gai Jiuyou believes that his opponent may be an immortal?
Gai Jiuyou is already infinitely close to the existence of the Dao, even if the Blue Emperor is reborn, I am afraid that he will have to give him three points.
Unexpectedly, in front of Ming Xiaoyang, it was so vulnerable.
Could it be that this hidden guy is really an immortal!
With the help of the formation, the words from the mouth of Gai Jiu Yu quickly spread throughout the entire Five Domains, causing the Five Domains to be turbulent.
The East Wilderness, the North Plains, the West Desert, the South Ridge, and Zhongzhou are boiling.
And among the seven forbidden areas of life, the many ancient supremes who had not participated in this battle, combined with the thirteen supremes who disappeared, were even more panicked.
A true immortal came to the world and mingled with the mundane.
Throwing off his pride as an immortal and plunging into a ruined inheritance, what did he want to do?
After the mysterious news of the contemporary Queen Mother of the West in the Yaochi Holy Land, she immediately understood what the dowry gift that Ming Xiaoyang gave her.
After taking a few bites, the elder of the faction greatly increased his mana, it must be the meat of an immortal! 8)