Qiyun Mountain.

Xu Xuan gave an order, and all the forces of the Dao Sect went to the southwest.

"Tonglong, this time you will lead the team and join the troops on the front line." Xu Xuan was an old man in front of him, and the young man who was high-spirited back then has now become an old man.

"Yes, does the Dao Lord have anything else to command?" Tonglong asked.

Originally, he was almost retired, at most he was teaching in the rear, compiling some Taoist history, classics and the like, but he didn't think that he would be pulled over.

But how could he be absent from such a major event.

"Tell the Black Shar to keep more corpses."

Xu Xuan said.

He wanted to refine more foreign jade in order to break through the Yuan Infant.

This world is still not perfect after all, it is just a little better than the previous one.

Although there is aura in this realm, but these filthy aura are equivalent to a stinky ditch at most, and he does not dare to drink this "water" unless he has to.

The upper limit of this world is the peak of the law phase, and above is the god of transformation, but the god of transformation is only the legendary ancestor.

This so-called ancestor has not passed down any information, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Rumble!

Southwest Sacred City.

Wolf smoke is everywhere.

"Haha, looking for death!!"

Marshal Tianpeng has four heads and eight arms, is three hundred feet tall, and has a thunder and lightning body, and is invincible.

The surrounding Jin Dan powerhouses did not withstand him for ten rounds.

"I'm going to fight you!!"

With a long roar, a white-scaled four-legged snake flew into the sky.

The four-legged snake is thousands of feet long, and its body looms in a translucent form.

There was a dark mist all around, and everywhere the fog went, everything turned into pus.

This is the Earth Spring Celestial Snake, this is not a monster, this is a human.

The people of the Divine Blood Emperor Sect are good at abandoning the skeleton, but the skeleton is not so easy to abandon, the skeleton is a treasure raft that crosses the world, and protects the barrier of the god's soul.

Once the soul is separated from the body, the wind outside is like a sharp knife, and the sun is like a furnace, unable to withstand a little wind and rain.

Therefore, the autopsy must have something to rely on, with the help of other powerful items to protect the soul, or the mental power of the living can also be used as a barrier.

This person uses the essence blood of demon beasts and the mental power of living beings, and after years of subtle transformation, his divine soul is gradually alienated, which is also the norm of this method.

"What's that?"

Canopy glanced at the guy.

Rumble!

In the void, a thunderbolt like jade thundered down.

With a momentum like a bamboo, it pierced through the poisonous mist and fell on the four-legged snake.

"Ahh!!hh

The four-legged snake screamed, quickly shrinking in size, and then absconded in other directions.

He just wanted to escape from this horrible place at this moment.

In the face of this terrifying thunder, he had no choice but to watch Lei Fa break his spell.

It's a pity that it's too late to escape now, and Marshal Tianpeng enters the poison and beheads it with another sword.

Rumble!

The four-legged snake disappeared and exploded into flames.

"Is it that easy? Is Yushulei too powerful, or is mine too strong? "Canopy can't believe it's so easy.

In fact, there are both, and Daomen disciples are different from others in that they are more versatile because there is no pollution in their bodies.

And the common monks in this world, equivalent to students who are partial to the subject, seem to be okay to compete in a single field, and once the total score of the eight classics is compared, it will soon be revealed.

In addition, Tianpeng is good at thunder law, and the soul is most afraid of thunder law, so with the thunder method, these people die quickly.

Armies from all walks of life gathered outside the Divine City and surrounded the city.

And in the city, the Taihe Taoist still did not appear.

In the center of the city is a tall temple with a statue of the god of 20 zhang.

The idol holds a whisk in its hand and a dragon flies beside it.

This is a high heavenly ghost - Taihe Taoist.

Inside the statue is a mysterious space, like the interior of an ancient building.

Ancient wood sandalwood, dark interior.

A Taoist of all ages with a totem on his face sat here, and sandalwood entered his body.

An oval-shaped white bead floats in front of him.

The beads absorb mental power and convert it into their own energy.

Taihe Daoist is the weakest of all the Dharma Phases, and his magic weapon only plays an auxiliary role, and is not too powerful, so as soon as the world goes to war, Taihe Daoist immediately defects to the Gouchen Dynasty to seek refuge.

After a long time, Taihe Daoist opened his eyes and sighed deeply.

"Am I being used as bait again?"

This is the fate of the weak.

There are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and it is impossible to be autonomous, so you can only rely on others.

Taihe took down the silkworm beads and put them in the palm of his hand to carefully rub them for observation.

The ancestors once said that silkworm beads have the great mystery of reversing life and death, but it is a pity that after so many generations, they have never understood this mystery of life and death.

"Hopefully there will be a good result this time."

Taihe put away the orb and prepared to get up and go to the outside world.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man turned around slowly, and the moment he saw this person, Taihe didn't have any hair, but he did feel the hairs rising.

Xu Xuan!

Rumble!

As soon as the man arrived, the thunder and lightning came first.

A pitch-black thunderbolt burst out, and everywhere it went, the space cracked one after another into pitch-black cracks.

The entire idol shook violently, and the space seemed to collapse in the next second.

This is a big hole mine.

Another red thunderbolt.

This thunder seems to carry the weight of billions of pounds, and it seems to be limited by something.

This is Xiandu Lei, the demon of Xiandu Town.

Then there is Yushu Thunder, Shenxiao Thunder.

Rumble!

"No!!" Taihe Daoren's eyes were split.

Xu Xuan came quickly, and the speed was also fast, until now, he didn't understand how this guy came over.

The thunder light was extremely fast, and it suddenly blasted through the Dharma body of the Taihe Daoist.

In the void, the Taihe Dao human dharma body was regenerated.

Boom Boom Boom ......

A series of thunderbolts hit him so much that he couldn't transform into shape.

The last time you transformed.

Taihe Daoren finally couldn't help it.

"Death to Lao Tzu!!"

Taihe Daoist took out the silkworm beads, and the true qi was frantically instilled into them, and the silkworm beads lit up with an unpredictable light.

The white light expanded rapidly, and soon enveloped the world.

Wrap two people in it.

The bead is not aggressive, but it has a special prohibition, once others study it deeply, the bead will release an illusion that will completely assimilate the person, the sense of self will disappear, and the power will merge into nothingness.

It used to take a long time for the Taihe Daoists to get rid of assimilation.

He is now gambling, betting that Xu Xuan will wake up later than himself, and he can use this to kill this guy.

On the other side, Xu Xuan did fall into an illusion.

In the mulberry forest, a snow-white silkworm moth breaks out of the pupae, flies in a circle, mates with another and lays eggs on a tree, and dies after laying eggs.

It was pitch black to lay eggs and hatch, caterpillars climbed up the mulberry leaves, gnawed on the mulberry leaves, and the rustling sound of rain sounded among the trees.

The sun sets, then rises again, and the young silkworms seem to have grown a lot.

Xu Xuan is one of the silkworms.

In it, he experienced childhood, growth, cocooning, feathering, and death.

Day after day, year after year.

There was some self-consciousness at first, but as time passed, the consciousness gradually became blurred.

Nothing will change here, the number of silkworms and mulberry trees will never change, and the mulberry leaves that are eaten will be generated when the sun rises again.

The only thing that looks like it's changed here is the sun in the sky.

Xu Xuan lay on the mulberry leaves, looking at the sun.

"Why is that?"

In his view, the sun sets into the earth and reappears the next day, occasionally hanging from the treetops, like a silkworm chrysalis.

"That's right, keep changing, keep yourself, and be as eternal as the sun!!"

Xu Xuan's inspiration flashed.

Then he began to consciously compete for higher grade mulberry leaves, spit out better silk, and even comprehended the method of absorbing the essence of the sun.

Day after day, he will still form a cocoon, or he will die.

But every time the cocoon is formed, the individual that comes out is getting bigger and bigger.

One inch, ten inches, one zhang, one hundred zhang......

He is no longer the appearance of a silkworm, vaguely like a white dragon.

After forming a cocoon, the moth is golden all over, like the sun in the sky.

Roar!!

On this day, the white dragon flew into the sky.

Flying to the highest depths, he gradually lost his strength.

Then Kang Long regretted and returned to the tree to spit out silk and cocoon.

Fuso, mulberry, sun, silkworm, feathering and ascending......

The mulberry tree is not tall or small, why is it a sacred tree worshiped by the ancient sun?

Silkworms are ugly insects, but they can be reborn after death, changing the nature of life.

This is the way of cultivating immortals in the eyes of the ancients.

"I see, silkworms are dragons! The silkworm moth is a golden crow, this is for me to make a choice! ”

(End of chapter)