With a loud shout of "Yuan Shi", the entire sky was clarified in an instant, only to see the clouds disperse and the fog opened, revealing the real scene.

Pavilion Palace,

Mansion.

I saw that in the deepest part of the firmament, at the top of the Thirty-six Realms, there was only one place that was different from most of the other Heavenly Court buildings, and it was still standing.

What a palace!

How to see: there are golden nails to save jade households, and there are colorful phoenixes dancing in Zhumen. The corridor of the double road is exquisitely clear everywhere; Three eaves and four clusters, layers of dragons and phoenixes soaring. There is a purple towering on it, bright and bright, and a big golden gourd top. There is a heavenly concubine hanging palm fan below, a jade girl holding a fairy scarf, and there is an endless stream of heavenly soldiers and generals.

Enter the Gate of Heaven.

Walk the Danqi.

See the Dragon Garden.

But at the top of the palace portal, there is a plaque hanging high, with the word "Lingxiao" written on it, and in front of the door, there is a tall figure.

Hunting in the wind, the royal robe is coiled with nine golden scales and the sun-shining red-bearded dragon.

Standing with a sword, the hilt is made of precious jade, and the body of the sword is made of glass.

And all around him, you can see the golden light rolling red, the rui qi is spraying purple mist, and multiple visions cover his face, not revealing a single bit.

But the diametrically opposed was his angry rebuke that resounded through the heavens and all the worlds:

"Yuan Shi!"

"Morality!"

"Tongtian!"

"Nuwa!"

"World-honored!"

"Bodhi!"

Every shout caused a thunderous roar between heaven and earth, and a thunderbolt fell from the underworld, and each split would split the vision around the person a little, but the man never wavered from beginning to end, but laughed loudly, and the split vision would be restored in an instant.

"Is this all you have? After all, it's just a fake, how can you kill me? Show your true skills, what about the saints' heavenly means? ”

"Come again!"

The man's taunt was greeted with even more violent thunder.

And at this moment,

In the thunder light, I saw a man in a Taoist robe standing in the air, and before he knew it, he came to the front of the man, with his big sleeves fluttering, as if he could load the Qiankun, and he was holding a jade deer in his hand, which was a good fairy wind bone, and the qi on his body was not inferior to that person.

"Huh?"

The man responded, and when he saw the man in the robe, he immediately sneered and said, "What? Zhen Yuanzi, it seems that you are planning to compromise with them? ”

"It's not a compromise."

Zhen Yuanzi, who has not yet proved a saint, chuckled: "It's just a change." After all, the general trend is like this, it is irreversible, rather than going against the sky, it is better to go with the sky, so that you can take advantage of the situation, and like Daoyou, it is tantamount to sailing on land, and it is destined to be impossible to succeed. ”

"What about a land boat?"

When the man heard this, his attitude did not decrease: "If I recreate the heavens and the earth, and reopen the earth, water, wind and fire, I can set the order of the heavens, and only the land can sail." ”

"It's just a matter of man."

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head: "It's just strong, Daoist friends have no chance." ”

"You don't understand." The man replied with a smile:

"Providence is upon me."

"Obsessed!"

Zhen Yuanzi finally lost his patience, the jade in his hand shook, his big sleeves fluttered, and he slashed in the direction where the person was, and almost at the same time, there were six thunderbolts as thick as a heavenly river in the sky, and they smashed down on the man and the palace behind him, and the clouds broke through the sky.

At the last moment, the man still didn't let go, but stepped hard under his feet, and tens of millions of purple clouds erupted from the palace behind him.

With the blessing of this purple light,

Zhen Yuanzi and the six thunderbolts struck together, and ten percent of the power went out of thin air, and only three percent remained, how could they break through its defenses.

And seeing this scene,

Zhen Yuanzi also sighed as expected: "Sure enough, it's in your hands..... Zixiao Palace! ”

The battle between the two sides further aggravated the collapse of the Heavenly Court, but Rao was like this, as the core of the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, or Zixiao Palace, still did not collapse, but the matter had come to this, that person.... Or Haotian is still struggling to support, and he has no intention of giving up from beginning to end.

It's hard to imagine.

He really persevered until now! If it weren't for the characteristics of the immortals, coupled with the blessing of Zixiao Palace, all ten of them would have been wiped out by now.

But he survived.

Despite being beaten from beginning to end,

But still not dead!

And after this situation lasted for thirty-five days, on the thirty-sixth day, an impatient cold snort finally came from above the firmament:

"That's enough."

"Haotian."

The thunder was shining, and a woman's soft voice slowly came out: "In the past, it was we who preached and taught the Fa, and enlightened you, so that you have today's heavenly cultivation, and now you are eating us, is it the work of a cultivator?" Don't forget, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to get this Zixiao Palace. ”

"Come less."

Haotian sneered: "You need me, and I need you too, it's just to take what you need." But I have to admit that this time it's your skills. ”

"But it's only temporary."

"Now that you are all in the urn, you are in my heart."

"This battle."

"The ending should be placed in eternity."

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Haotian shouted violently, and in the next moment, the purple light in the sky drowned Haotian, Zhen Yuanzi, and even the six thunderbolts.

............

"What is this?"

Lu Xingzhou retracted his gaze, and the purple light that penetrated the sky and the earth lasted for an hour, and then it collapsed, and the Lingxiao Treasure Hall disappeared without a trace, and Haotian also disappeared without a trace, leaving only Zhen Yuanzi standing in the air with an unknown expression, and under his feet was the Heavenly Court that had completely collapsed.

From the point of view just now, it is obvious that Haotian should have done something that he couldn't see people in the end, and he successfully concealed it from everyone.

The most important thing is ---- Zixiao Palace.

No wonder Zhen Yuanzi targeted Mo Luo before, obviously wanting to find the location of Zixiao Palace through this past that was withdrawn by Haotian, and find Haotian by the way.

"That's all."

"A question." Lu Xingzhou looked at Mo Luo.

"Fellow Daoist, excuse me."

"I know that it was the saints who accepted Haotian as a disciple back then, which made Haotian the most amazing human immortal in the ancient world, but there seem to be other hidden secrets in this."

"Not bad."

Seeing Lu Xingzhou asking, Mo Luo was not surprised, immediately clasped his hands together, and said calmly: "Lu Daoyou and Haotian have very similar experiences, and it is normal to ask this question. Poor Dao is just right to answer.... Daoists can know that the reason why the saints are holy is because they are in charge of the number of lives. ”

"I know."

"Good." Mo Luo nodded and continued: "The great network of fate connects all worlds, and the saint attaches to it and obtains the power of the heavens, although there are five pairs of unparalleled pairs. ”

"But correspondingly, they are also like mosquitoes, falling into the big net of fate."

"Can't go any further."

"Cultivators are attached to the Tao and sincere to the Tao, even saints are no exception, and they naturally want to go further. And the method they deduced was to take the great power of heaven and earth in the great network of fate, and break away from the shackles of heaven and earth, and be at ease from now on, which can be called transcendence. ”

"But normally, that's not possible."

"That's why the saints are eyeing the odds." Mo Luo said in a deep voice: "Trapped in fate, there is no way to escape. So the saints need outliers to make the impossible possible. ”

"So they cultivated Haotian?" Lu Xingzhou asked.

"Nope."

Mo Luo shook his head: "Cultivation? For hundreds of millions of years, there has not been a person who has cultivated human immortal arts, and it is too difficult, or even impossible, to cultivate a human immortal who is enough to master the odd number. Therefore, after discussion, the saints gave up this option. ”

"They...."

Speaking of this, I saw Mo Luo grinning, and his gaze at Lu Xingzhou had a deep meaning: ".... Mix the odd numbers strongly, and then enlighten them. ”

Haotian is not human at all.

Mastering odd numbers?

No, He is an outlier!