Chapter 797: The Crying Chell Hongtu

"How does this momentum feel like a great sect leader?" The three sect leaders looked confused, feeling the rising momentum underground and muttered to themselves.

The suppressed feeling in his heart also continued to break through the table.

"Cao Nima!"

The three sect leaders scolded, turned around and fled.

Its speed is unprecedented, and there is no one after it.

The 100,000 immortals who came with were dumbfounded.

The three sect masters fled suddenly, catching them off guard.

And the ground began to tremble, and there was a tendency to become more and more violent.

Let them realize that this place should not stay for a long time, otherwise their lives will be in danger!!

"Run!!"

The 100,000 immortals did not hesitate, their own three sect masters all ran away, and they were a small shrimp and stayed here to die?

The saddest person is probably Chelhongtu.

Just out of the wolf's den, and into the tiger's den.

The three sect masters are gone, the coercion is gone, and he is not afraid that he will be torn apart.

But Nima's, what's going on with this more domineering aura?

Could it be that God saw that the old man was not dead, and after being unhappy, he casually threw a strong man over?

After a while, he realized that he didn't seem to have any!

Crying with joy, Chelhongtu howled and cried.

In just a few moments, from death to life, from life to death, and then another magical turn, I went from death to life!

This kind of experience is much more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

If you are a little fragile in your heart, I am afraid that you will kill yourself.

"Could it be that this momentum is from his own master? So doesn't it mean that the master is a saint?! "Cheerhongtu has had a lot of ups and downs, and the current mood is called a sour.

"Nima! The master after Lao Tzu is a saint, what kind of interception, what quasi-saint, who dares not to give face to the old man? ”

With an arrogant face, Qil Hongtu couldn't help but start looking forward to his grand cause.

The saint, also known as the mixed yuan Da Luo Jin Xian. It is the existence at the top of the food chain of the heavens and all worlds. It can survive thousands of eons without extinguishing, and it can be infected with cause and effect without staining. Coexist with the way of heaven and with the avenue. One thought can know the past, present, and future of anyone, thing, and thing, and can destroy countless universes without much effort, and can open up the world and create new floods.

Under the saints, they are all ants.

The saint knows everything and is omnipotent, and the saint is the "Tao".

The sage is clear about all things, his mind moves, he has his own changes in the way of heaven, infinite and immeasurable, no birth and no destruction, return to the void, can gather or disperse, do not live and die, do not grind for thousands of eons, transcend time and space, cause and effect do not touch his body, swim outside things, do not take the cycle of time and space as the foundation, and exist forever.

Having said all this, to summarize briefly, the saint is omniscient and omnipotent, immortal and immortal. A thought is born in countless universes, and a thought is shattered in countless universes.

Ou Yangming's current state is amazing.

After he entered the realm of saints, he found that the feeling of traveling through time and space appeared again. He continued to ascend to heaven, and I don't know how long it took before he felt like he had passed through a thin film.

The membrane looks as thin as a cicada's wings, but it is extremely strong.

He saw the long river of time, countless heavenly pride, and the rise of dragons and phoenixes. But there are countless dragons and phoenixes that have fallen here.

The knight in the martial arts world, the wizard in the magic world, the galactic battleship in the technology world, and the dimensional weapon. are all looming back and forth in the long river of time.

Ou Yangming felt that with just one thought, he could change the fate of countless people.

Let the genius fall, let the waste material rise, and bring the dead back to life.

Even the destruction of the world was in his thoughts.

It's a strange feeling, and it's hard to get rid of.

It was a thrill that made people unable to magic, and controlled the fate of all living beings in the heavens and all worlds.

It's intoxicating, but it's even more disorienting.

Ou Yangming couldn't help it, he moved his legs as if he didn't have them, and walked towards the long river of time.

But when he was about to walk into the long river, the golden light of merit behind his head flashed, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"It's so dangerous, I almost died here!"

Ou Yangming felt that his forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, although he had no entity now, that feeling was real.

This long river of time seems to allow him to do anything, but if he wants to walk in, I am afraid that it will only take a moment for him to be assimilated and eroded.

"Saints, there are still things to fear. Sure enough, the less you know, the happier you live. ”

Ou Yangming muttered to himself, and then continued to rise into the air.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe 10,000 years, maybe even longer. Or maybe it's just a moment, a moment.

He stopped, surrounded by strange words, but he knew.

The primordial god is pinned on the way of heaven, he is omnipotent, omniscient.

This is the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, and every strange word is every rule.

For example, water can extinguish fires, and fierce fires can steam out water.

Threads of different colors stretch out into the void.

Ou Yangming's heart moved, and he grabbed a golden thread.

Feeling the link carefully, then the red and swollen eyes of Cheerhongtu appeared in his mind.

"This line is linked to Cheerhongtu? So can I change his fate, or is it a cultivation? "Impose the Tao of your own understanding on the golden thread.

In the upper realm, Chelhongtu, who had stopped crying, looked excited.

Then he felt that his cultivation, which had not broken through for many years, actually had a faint tendency to break through!

"Could it be that the master is really my nobleman?!"

Cherhongtu immediately sat down cross-legged, not afraid that someone would take the opportunity to disturb him and kill him for money.

As long as there is the breath of his master Ou Yangming, which eyeless little deflated three dare to touch the tiger's whiskers?

Didn't you see the quasi-saint capital fleeing in the wilderness?!

Ou Yangming smiled, this guy had a lot of ideas in his heart.

At the moment when Qier Hongtu was about to break through his cultivation, the feeling in the dark snapped and broke.

"it!!"

A foul sentence burst out, almost making him cry again.

Ou Yangming sighed, he could obviously let his old boy break through, why did he break it at the last moment?

He didn't understand it, and he was puzzled, so he started experimenting again.

This guy didn't think at all that which saint had directly promoted his disciple's cultivation?

If it really can, can the sect in the Romance of the Gods still fail so badly?

"Forget it, the opportunity has not come, the old man's talent is average, don't think about it, let's follow the master." Qil Hongtu comforted himself for a long time before he came out of the state of suffering from gains and losses.

But what he never expected was that the feeling of breakthrough came up again!!

"Nima!! What the hell is he molesting the old man?! ”

He hurriedly sat down cross-legged and began to break through wholeheartedly.

Then, that feeling broke again with a snap.

"Woo woo woo ....."

This time, Cherhong Tuzhen cried!!