Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Above the sky, Ma Yuan stared at a pair of copper bell eyes, and it took a long time to come back to his senses from those philosophical questions and recognize his true situation at the moment-

Let people punch away, and now it's still floating in the sky!

How is this possible?!

How could he be beaten away by such an unknown Xuan Immortal?

Sneak attack?

Didn't pay attention?

Wrong!

This guy is obviously more than just a Xuan Immortal!

But no matter what kind of immortal he is, if he dares to offend himself like this, he must not be spared!

Thinking like this, Ma Yuan shouted angrily, used his magic power to stop the upside-down flying figure, and the big hand on the back of his head poked out again, rising into the size of a small mountain in the wind, clenched into a fist, and blasted towards Yu Yuan below.

Yu Yuan just waved his hand, and the wide sleeved robe swept over like a cloud.

The wind is blowing.

Ma Yuan only felt as if a mountain was coming towards him, so he flew out again.

After a long time, he stopped his body and stood above the sea, only to feel that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Looking at the Xuan Immortal who came slowly like a walk, Ma Yuan couldn't help but have some fear in his eyes, and his face changed again and again.

This time, he could see that the other party's Tao was above him!

It's just that for some reason it just blew him away, and it didn't kill him.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that I have died here at this moment.

Yes, he is a saint disciple, and the other party does not dare to kill him!

In an instant, Ma Yuan thought of the key to it, and the fear in his heart was reduced a lot.

"Damn!"

Suppressing the churning qi and blood in his body, Ma Yuan was annoyed in his heart.

This Xuan Immortal who came out of nowhere, pretended to be his name and occupied his immortal temple, robbed him of his incense, and almost destroyed his furnace of Great Dan, not to mention that he was beaten up in front of the people of Buyeo.

How can he endure such a shameful humiliation?

Although the other party's Taoism was obviously more than just a Xuan Immortal, as a disciple of the Great Sect, how could he be afraid?

At that moment, he didn't hesitate any longer, first secretly crushed a jade bead used for communication, and then suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Disease! ”

The string of white bone beads he hung around his neck suddenly flashed with a shining treasure light, and it rose into the air, scattering in all directions in the air, turning into more than a dozen skulls the size of a hundred zhang, surrounding Yu Yuan.

"Taste the power of my Netherworld Ghost Fire!"

Ma Yuan shouted angrily, and without seeing how he moved, the dozen or so skulls each erupted into a cloud of oily green flames.

This fire is not an ordinary fire, it needs to absorb the qi of the Nine Netherworlds before it can be activated.

It can burn the soul of the gods and defile the original gods, which is the most vicious.

At this moment, seeing that Xuan Immortal was surrounded by his own Netherworld Ghost Fire, Ma Yuan suddenly showed a smug smile on his face.

He relied on this netherworld fire to run rampant in the East China Sea, and he had few opponents over the years.

Even when Jin Xian ran into him, he had to retreat, unwilling to be contaminated by this netherworld fire.

Although this Xuan Immortal of unknown origin is powerful, his own Netherworld Ghost Fire is enough to teach him to feel good!

I don't know it, but Yu Yuan at this moment is like a person who has nothing to do under the scorching fire of the ghostly fire.

No, there was still some reaction.

In front of him, a transparent light curtain was constantly beating rapidly.

[Nether Ghost Burning Fire: Soul Power +372, Spirit +99, Will +68, Genshin Strength +572......]

[Nether Ghost Fire Burning: Soul Power +423, Spirit +103, Will +72, Genshin Strength +662......]

……

Looking at the fast-beating numbers, Yu Yuan really felt a little surprised.

Although this growth was nothing to him, the Yuan Shen cultivation was his weakest point.

After all, mana growth can be highly poisonous, and physical strength can be increased by boiling the body...... These are easy to achieve.

However, the cultivation of the Yuan Shen is relatively difficult.

He only has two treasures in his hands that can cause damage to the original gods, and the power is not outstanding, far less than these skulls that can breathe netherworld fire.

At that moment, he was not polite, and directly stretched out his hand and threw out a treasure hall.

The treasure hall rose in the wind, turning into a grand palace of various colors in the air, the bottom glowed, and the cover fell suddenly, pressing all the dozen or so skulls underneath.

"My baby!"

Ma Yuan exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly recited the spell.

"Jingle bells!"

There was a sudden chaotic noise under the treasure hall, as if something was struggling.

However, the temple was as steady as a mountain, and it remained unmoving.

Gradually, the movement below the treasure hall became smaller and smaller, and the intervals became longer and longer, as if the skulls had resigned themselves to their fate.

Ma Yuan stared at a pair of copper bell eyes, his face was gloomy, and his facial features were a little distorted.

"Who the hell are you! Where did Dao Ye offend you, why did you target me so much?! ”

"The question ......"

Yu Yuan thought about it seriously and replied, "Probably, maybe, maybe...... It's just that I want to kick a good shot that hits the target. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing this answer, Ma Yuan was confused in his heart.

In the next moment, he felt the figure in front of him shaking, and the Xuan Immortal who was pretending to be him had actually deceived him into approaching him.

Before he could react, the other party had already kicked him in the air.

At this moment, Ma Yuan only felt a huge force attacking, and even though he couldn't help but turn into a streamer and fly out.

……

Nine heavens above the wind gusted.

Haotian God sat on the treasure chariot and looked down at the common people.

And the newly promoted close minister Li Changgeng waited next to Baoyuan, and the two of them chatted a few words from time to time.

Don't talk about the general trend of the flood, only talk about the scenery seen along the way.

Along the way, it is not boring.

Since they left Daluo Mountain, they have been traveling for more than half a month, and the Dongsheng Divine Continent in front of them is finally in sight.

Looking at the rising sun, gilding the coastline of Dongsheng Shenzhou with a layer of gold in front of him, Haotian God couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The flood is so vast!

Even the Heavenly Emperor Imperial Driver, which was towed by the Nine True Dragons, had to take so long to travel from the Southern Ganbu Continent to the Dongsheng Divine Continent.

In fact, with his Taoism, he can travel through space and quickly arrive at Kunlun Mountain with everyone.

But this trip is the first time he has paid homage to the saints of the three religions since he took the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, and there is a special purpose to achieve, so it is natural to build momentum as much as possible, and to let everyone know about the wilderness!

In this way, not only can he show his respect for the saint, but if the saint of the three sects refuses to send disciples to the heavenly court, it will also be known to everyone!

At that time, the momentum of Heavenly Court will inevitably drop to the bottom, and no more immortals will be willing to join Heavenly Court.

At that time, it is natural for me to go to Zixiao Palace to cry again, and it will be a matter of course!

This is not some conspiracy, but a naked conspiracy.

It was only when he knew that those saint disciples were unwilling to give up their immortal karma and enter the heavenly court as gods, so they set up such a conspiracy!

Now that they have succeeded in three percent, as long as the trip to Kunlun can go smoothly, this strategy is almost nine out of ten.

After all, everyone knew that the sect master of Penglai was a man of temperament, and it was an extremely difficult thing to let him ignore the future of his disciples and send them to serve in the Heavenly Court.

At that time, if you can use a little trick and have some contradictions with those unruly sectarian sect interception disciples or something, maybe you won't even be able to enter the sect gate!

Thinking like this, Haotian God couldn't help but show a relaxed smile on his face.

He has repeatedly deduced and simulated it countless times in his heart, and the success rate of this yang plot should be more than ninety percent!

Coincidentally, the biggest variable is precisely in the sect master.

Because there are only a few disciples of the two sects, it is impossible for the two sect masters to be willing to let them give up their immortal karma and enter the heavenly court as gods.

Even if he knew about the Emperor's plan, he would not change his mind because of this.

As saints, they don't care at all.

On the contrary, it is the sect master, firstly, there are many disciples under him, and secondly, he is ......

As a man of temperament, his style of conduct seems to be easy to guess, but in fact it is the most difficult to fathom.

But there is no need to worry now, it is better to wait for the trip to Kunlun and then make plans.

The success of Daluo Mountain made Haotian God, who had just become the emperor of heaven, full of spirit, and had a spirit in his heart to use all beings in heaven and earth as a chessboard to play against the high sage Zhizi.

That's when it happened.

"Whoa—"

A sharp roar came from a distance, and then a blue-faced fanged figure crossed the airspace and collided head-on towards the Heavenly Emperor Treasure Rim.

"Bang!"

Right on target!