The aura of the Black Dragon Emperor frightened everyone in the Futian God Sect to the extreme, and they all thought that they were dead.

It wasn't until the coercion was gone, that I had to breathe a sigh of relief.

As the coercion disappeared, a rebuke came and woke everyone up.

Whoa———————

I didn't dare to delay a little, and one after another streamers flew out, and the scene was very gorgeous.

"I don't know if the Demon God Lord is coming, I have missed the distance, please forgive my sins, forgive my sins!" The Futian Sect Master took all the high-level leaders of the Futian God Sect and swept out quickly, and finally stopped not far from them in the Wudao, everyone groveled, no matter what their identity was on weekdays, the realm was all above the Dao Tibetan Realm, and the old man also came out.

They didn't dare to raise their heads, nor did they dare to look at who it was.

"The mount of this god is with you, okay?"

Looking down at the crowd in front of him, he spoke slowly.

Hearing the unTaoist words, the high-level members of the Futian Divine Sect all raised their heads slightly, and when they saw the person wearing a three-color battle suit and a grimace mask, they were relieved, it turned out that he was back.

The Futian Sect Master immediately replied, "Lord Hui, Lord Vermilion Bird is very good. Before the adults leave, we dare not disobey. ”

At this moment, not to mention how turbulent the hearts of the high-ranking people of the Futian God Sect were. As expected, the one behind him was the Chaos Demon God who had just released his breath.

A Chaos Demon God is looking at him, what is the origin of this person! You can actually let a Chaos Demon God follow behind you, is it more scary?

"Lead the way. "There is no way to be indifferent.

"Yes, my lord, please!" Hearing this, everyone made a way and bowed their waists.

The group left and entered the Futian Divine Sect.

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Futian Divine Sect, on the main peak.

The halls are lined with clouds and mist.

In a certain hall, in a gorgeous dormitory.

The little finch has been rubbing and rubbing in Wudao's arms, and it's boring to death these days.

"Little Black Dragon, you go out first!" Wu Dao commanded.

The Black Dragon Emperor nodded, didn't say anything, and pushed the door to leave.

Wudao put the little finch on his shoulder, and in his backhand, the original body appeared in his hand.

Looking at this body, Wudao felt a little emotion in his heart, and shook his head...

Then, from his hand, a three-color vortex was formed, and this body was directly swallowed into it.

Wudao sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and refined!

What he said was to merge the Heaven Punishment series first, achieve the Demon God Fruit Position, and then it was time to do great things.

As for the dark gold ancient coffin, Wudao will also figure it out.

He had forgotten that perhaps his mother knew the origin of the dark gold coffin and had made up her mind to go back and ask after fusing the Punishment series.

He was refining on the bed, and the little finch flew to the side.

With the passage of time, the aura around his body slowly increased, this is a newly increased breath, I saw that his right hand was exuding a palpitating breath, as well as the heart part, and the aura was also rapidly improving.

Ten days later, he finally refined all of this physical body, and the energy of the Heaven Punishment became more and more intense, more and more violent, and his combat power naturally made a qualitative leap.

After refining, Wudao took a bath, and then he was in the room, closing his eyes and perceiving.

He is perceiving where the rest of the Punishment Heaven series are, and both of them now have some kind of induction, and at his current height, as long as there is a Punishment Heaven Series in this space-time realm, Wu Dao can almost sense where it is.

In the luxurious room, the hanging sickle hangs down, and a few are quiet.

The little finch watched it, knowing that the master was perceiving, and it was not easy to rub it on Wudao.

Time passed bit by bit, and before I knew it, the night was already shrouded outside, the bright stars were constantly flickering, and a round of silver plates hung high, sprinkling the misty moonlight, covering the Futian Divine Sect with a veil of mystery.

Brush......

At this time, Wudao suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a trace of arc, fortunately, the remaining two souls and four spirits were all in this space-time realm

Then he disappeared into the room with the little finch and disappeared without a trace.

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White clouds, blue sky.

The scorching sun, hanging high.

At this step, Wudao doesn't know where it appears, and every space-time realm is boundless, and there are thousands of large and small planes, so many that you can't count them.

For some reason, the people who think they are high above like to build their territory on the sky.

As far as the eye could see, there was a magnificent overhanging complex of buildings, covered in white mist, and all that could be seen inside was a daze, shrouded in a large barrier.

Below the vast and magnificent complex of buildings, every other distance sits a great sect, undoubtedly all vassals.

Wudao stood above the clouds, staring indifferently at the group of suspended magnificent buildings not far away.

This is a low-level plane, and the person with the highest realm in his perception is worthy of a Holy Emperor, and the low is pitiful.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the vast buildings in the distance, which were stretched out in the distance, burst into flames, and in an instant, all of them turned into ashes, and the firelight was also brilliant in an instant, and disappeared in a flash, only that area, the void no longer existed, and it was dark and difficult to heal.

Such abruptness, such momentum, that scene was really terrifying, and the people of the affiliated forces of the frightened Siye were all dumbfounded and at a loss when they saw the void in the sky that no longer existed, and the sky that had turned into nothingness, they were all dumbfounded, and they couldn't react to what was going on for a while.

But Wudao didn't care about this, only to see a three-color streamer, and in a blink of an eye, he came to him.

This is actually a round spirit, the size of a fist, like a glass ball without any impurities, and in the center, Huo Ran has a thing.

The object is the size of a thumb, flowing with three-colored light, and is a pair of three-colored wings, conceived in the spirit ball.

Wudao can see that the spirit ball that is pregnant with three-color wings is not simple, and it doesn't have a certain strength, so it really can't break it and take out the wings inside.

But for Wudao, that's just a thought.

Wudao took the spirit and left, disappeared in place, no one knew that he had been here, let alone that he had destroyed a hegemonic force, and everything was a mystery.

The departing Wudao did not directly begin to merge, but descended on the top of a mountain, and then closed his eyes to sense.

He had to wait until everything was collected and then fuse it together, so he didn't waste so much time.

Although he and the Punishment Heaven series have perception, they can only sense in a daze that they are all in this space-time realm, and it will take time to determine the direction.

Finally, after a day and a night, Wudao sensed a penalty series again.

"My time, it's time to come! Dark gold coffin, that dream, do you know anything? When you're done, go back and ask her. Wudao muttered to himself, and then disappeared and stood in place.