Sanqing General Altar, the dome curtain of the Heavenly God Hall hundreds of zhang high, straight into the clouds, at the top of the circular dome, there is a bright living room, the god emperor Ming Huayu stood quietly in front of the stone window, looking at the Yingdu City below.

"You showed up a little early. The voice of the Divine Emperor rang out, like a spring thunder outside the clouds of the Nine Heavens, endlessly.

Heavenly Master Wu Ming, with a wooden hairpin on the Taoist and a shabby Taoist robe, stood respectfully behind the Ming Emperor for half a zhang. Hearing Emperor Ming's oracle, a trace of panic rose on the old man's face.

"On the Dragon and Tiger list, the heavenly machine has reappeared, with the realm of that young man, it is impossible to have such a huge strength, it is time to make a move, and only by cutting the grass and eradicating the roots can we prevent future troubles. ”

In Minghua Yu's indifferent eyes, there were countless stars born and died, and when he turned around, a hidden holy light appeared on the Mai Imperial Robe, and Wu Mingdao didn't dare to look directly, and slowly lowered his head.

"Are you going to lock him up for three hundred years, five hundred years, and then?" the Divine Emperor said with a question, but his tone was much softer.

The Heavenly Master said: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different, and there is no way to kill the sword spirit for the time being, and it must be trapped." ”

Deceiving the Xuanming Monument and designing the nameless view, these tricks are all redundant in the eyes of the God Emperor. I haven't seen each other for more than 200 years, and my brother and sister are still acting like this, just kill that person and take away the sword, why bother with so many detours.

The Heavenly Master felt the emotions in the stone house, and said respectfully: "That Jian Taiyi Master and nephew have personally checked it, there is a certain problem, the tombstone with that person's well-dressed mound is also in the hands of this kid, this should not be a coincidence, could it be that the Capricorn Zen Academy is a hindrance." ”

The Heavenly Dao Divine Emperor was silent, and Wu Ming had no choice but to continue: "Such a barbarian magic weapon, if it is used by someone in the Tsing Yi test, the consequences will be unimaginable, so the disciple made this decision, and even brought a sword to imprison, so that it will not hurt the face of Dongcheng Courtyard." ”

No matter what position or seniority the Sanqing Dao Sect has, it must call itself a disciple in front of the Heavenly Dao God Emperor.

The living room was quiet, even more silent than just now, there was ruthless anger in the silent air, the stone walls of the entire Dao Hall seemed to become more condensed, and Heavenly Master Wu Ming trembled all over, bowing his body extremely low.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Emperor is the supreme god in the world, the most fundamental existence in the cultivation world of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Heavenly Master actually compared the Capricorn Zen Temple, the Dongcheng Courtyard with the Sanqing Heavenly God Temple, which made the countless Dao souls gathered in the Heavenly God Temple for ten thousand years quite angry, and the divine thoughts gathered by this invisible formation were finally reflected in the emotions of the Ming Emperor.

Ming Huayu stretched out his right hand and shook it in the void, and the rolling thunder suddenly ran over Yingdu in the sky, and it rumbled thousands of miles away.

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Thunder in winter is a very peculiar thing, the little Taoist priest Zhong Er raised his head suspiciously, and looked at the sky where the thunder came.

Zhong Er said, "Is there really a dragon in the sky?"

In the legend of the Great Xia Dynasty, the dragon traveled in the sky, the wind and rain, thunder and lightning, and the thunder in the sky was probably a thunder dragon passing by.

Such legends are the naïve thoughts of the ordinary people in the market, and the knowledge of the cultivators of Nanyang Guan is so low, Zhu Zhi frowned slightly, and felt that as a Taoist cultivator, there are still some things that he should know.

"Great cultivators above the Creation Realm can refine the natal true element with divine thoughts, and then use the natal true element simurum, dragons, elephants, tigers, leopards, swords, spears, swords, and halberds are the most common. ”

"Wu Tianshi, who is rumored to have retired, is a dragon in his natal true yuan. As for the strange beast of the true dragon, it is hidden in the sky and the sea, and the name of Emperor Minglu is Kuilong, because a real dragon descended from Yingdu back then, but the realm of my generation is limited, so I have no chance to witness it......"

After Zhu Zhi finished speaking, he shook his head slightly, with infinite yearning.

Zhong Er sighed and felt that the road of cultivation was a long one, but thinking of the vision of the flying dragon passing through the clouds and mist, he secretly cheered himself up, and his walking steps couldn't help but be a little heavier.

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If swearing can hurt people, all the Taoist priests in the world should be dead at this time, Xu Feng scolded all the swear words used to curse people in the two worlds, changing permutations and combinations, and his eyes were still chaotic.

There is a kind of real knife and real gun in the light, and he actually used this dark trick to deceive a handsome young man in the Apocalypse Realm!

In vain, he is a scripture preacher, it is difficult to be a demon with long hair!

I have no grievances or enmity with you, what kind of intentions do you have? Could it be that I have an enmity with you in my previous life?

In the chaos and haze, the passage of time seemed to have stopped, Xu Feng looked up and couldn't see the sky, stretched out his legs and couldn't reach the ground, like a small insect that fell into a spider's web, and could only struggle within a few feet of his body.

Warm and viscous air currents pressed against him from all directions, and unless he mobilized the true element, he couldn't even do something as simple as raising his hands and feet. As time passed, those viscous air currents continued to press from all directions, as if they were about to crush Xu Fengsheng into a piece of tissue paper, turning into a thick air current.

Xu Feng had long found that such a strange formation could not communicate with the outside world at all, and the voice could not be transmitted, and all he saw was chaos, as if it had been collected into a gourd.

I don't know how many days and nights have passed, under the huge pressure, Xu Feng's chaotic thoughts have been on the verge of madness, countless pictures have poured out of his mind, the snake that was suppressed in the tower, the monkey that was pressed under the mountain, the green rice fields under the Hengshui School, the autumn wind that was killed by Lijiazhuang, suddenly sobered up, Xu Feng felt so sad and sad, could he have been pressed like this for three hundred years, five hundred years, and he could not turn over forever until his body and soul were destroyed.

Over the past few years, I have not done evil, I have not killed a good person, I have not spoiled a woman from a good family, and I have not molested children, the world should not treat me like this, otherwise, God will be unfair.

This is definitely not the final fate of yourself!

I don't deserve to be treated so unfairly!

This is the test of the world!

Yes, it's a test!

Since it is a death, it is better to die vigorously than to die in the silence of the true yuan! Since it is a test, let the test come more violently.

Xu Feng had a bold idea in his heart.

With difficulty, he put away his legs, maintained a posture of meditating on his knees, and used his divine thoughts to protect the spiritual platform in the deepest part of the Mud Pill Palace, and secretly sighed in his heart, the true yuan in the secluded mansion was like a river bursting the embankment, and it instantly went to the seven meridians and eight pulses.

The old man of Tiangen once said that in the body of a practitioner, there are seven meridians and eight veins, collectively known as the seven meridians and eight veins, and at least half of the meridians must be unblocked in order to become enlightened and practice.

Xu Feng's meridians are no problem, but unfortunately only three of the eight veins are passed, but he has also magically embarked on the path of cultivation. It's just that there are five veins that are blocked, and he will never be able to enter the realm of Jinshi, and every time he hits the broken mirror, his body can't withstand the pressure of Zhenyuan at a critical moment, and he is seriously injured by blood explosions.

One, two, three...... Xu Feng shuddered all over, feeling the true yuan rushing in the meridians like a desperate rush, like hot magma flowing through the withered yellow grass, the burning and stinging pain mixed with blood and fire made his brows furrow.

The blocked vein Xu Feng was already very familiar with, and the moment the true yuan hit, Xu Feng's body suddenly relaxed, let go of all the obsessions in his heart, and completely put life and death aside.

At this moment, it seemed that there were ten thousand sharp steel needles, piercing every air pocket, and Xu Feng raised his head and let out a hoarse roar.

The severe pain made Xu Feng instantly unconscious and unable to feel the existence of his body, but in the next moment, the sharp pain struck again, and Xu Feng felt that every organ of his body had turned into a honeycomb full of holes, and the scorching magma was repeatedly washed in every cave.

In the chaos, Xu Feng felt a red haze around his body, and the blood that burst out, under the strong pressure of the air current, maintained its original appearance, as if countless filaments were born in his body.

Bleeding from the fuck again, a miserable smile overflowed from the corner of Xu Feng's mouth.