Chapter 695: What Year Is This Evening?

"Where the immortal is located, is it a dusty immortal?"

"Once, an immortal sealed her, leaving it for future generations to open the seal, so that she could survive in the broken past!"

An Changge was shocked, he had thought about the appearance of many chances, but he didn't expect it to be a dusty immortal.

Then his heart burned.

A true immortal can bring benefits that even earth immortals can covet.

Because all the immortal methods used by the immortals, but the immortal methods and immortal techniques of the thirty-three glorious moments, the inheritance in their memories represents the crystallization of the wisdom of the immortals.

And most importantly, do the immortals, know the truth about the thirty-three days that have been broken?

Even if it is just a glimmer of possibility, the entire human world, no, even including the other three great realms comparable to the existence of immortals, will care.

"Immortal ......"

"That token may be the key to unlocking the immortals."

Facing a real immortal behind the appearance, it was not so depressing.

Around, in all directions, a series of majestic and terrifying figures stood quietly in the void.

"It's up to you?"

For the records of the first year and the year, each cultivation world does not have the same way of recording, just like the Great Moon Heaven of the Divine Court, the information recorded is the Great Moon Age, and even from the end of the establishment of the Divine Court, not the beginning of the eighty-eight days of completeness.

As the release of vitality is getting slower and slower, the screams under the ruins are getting healthier and healthier, and the immortals who have been in the dust for years are waking up.

There are no human monks, no ghosts, no Buddhist monks and demon Buddhas, and no demons.

Hearing such an answer, the man finally frowned, and with a thought, the fragments of the ruins around him disappeared little by little, and in their place was a blue sea, and a border full of thunder and white mist.

"Yin Si ghost, how did it also appear here."

Dotted with dots of light in the vast white darkness, it is as playful as blinking an eye.

The man in the xia robe doesn't seem to be full, and the meaning in his pupils is always indifferent, and you look at a ghost next to you who is still too confused.

"What year is it?" Again, you ask.

"Tonight, what year?"

No one wanted to be the first to touch, and no one was moving forward, but the speed at which the golden veins spread slower and slower, until they exceeded the speed that the golden lotus could contain.

An Changge glanced at the female cultivator of the Divine Court, "Jiang Daoyou and you, we must join forces to save the immortals!" ”

The man whose pupils regained and turned purple and red looked at everything fiercely, and for the last moment, no one was weak and confused, standing under the ruins.

The power of Dharma comprehension is a hundred times beyond our capacity, and a thousand times the vitality permeates our body, but we have no change except happiness.

The golden pillar gradually melted into liquid, and while stretching his body, the male fairy put on a purple and red seven-colored xia robe under his body, even the most dazzling sunset in the world was uglier than this shirt at this moment.

Isn't that immortal blood? An Changge's heart is fierce, and I feel the existence of both sides at the moment, but I have a desire to look up a lot.

The moment the thought in my heart appeared, under the golden token of the sky, the lines representing the extreme rules of heaven and earth turned into streamers and spread around.

Of course, I must know how Zhang Junye and the two of them feel at this moment, and I am afraid that I will be a little less shocked.

"You know." Da Yuetian's male cultivator said fiercely, overcome the ease and pressure in your bloodline, and you can talk to such an immortal on an equal footing.

There were people who were able to hide from the golden smoke, demons, Buddhas, ghosts, monks, and for a quarter of an hour, and no one wailed happily in the sky as if they were chained.

"After eating you, my bloodline will evolve again."

There is endless vitality because the golden smoke in the sky seems to be tentacles spreading, and faintly, in the golden pillar on the right and left of the eight zhang, the naked immortal's eyelashes trembled slightly.

And in response to you, there are a lot of spells and supernatural powers that try to capture you.

At the same time, the cultivators who had not been strung in mid-air fell to the ground like the Dumpling Family, and they fell into a coma in an instant, and even these disembodied ghosts collapsed with white mist, looking like they could collapse at any time.

Is that a bad thing? Of course, the furious vitality fills the limit of what we can bear in an instant, and beyond that time, it is the family that is extremely slow to be blown up.

The moment the words fell, a loud roar bloomed with golden light, and the entire eighteen golden lotus cultivators who had fought through the life and death platform were annihilated in the early stage.

It is also a terrifying type of demons, and if you swallow it, you can weaken yourself, An Changge frowned slightly, I think, is it so complicated.

A Buddha monk stopped, and the golden body under his body was heavily covered, and I practiced the golden body of the present world, which was stained with cause and effect, and my body was weak, and when it was too late to dodge, I tried to shake the power of the immortal pattern.

It's like a water tank, filled with a thousand times the amount, but not a drop of water overflows.

However, everything was meaningless, and the golden streamer of smoke easily broke through my defenses, and then the Buddhist monk trembled like chaff, and let out a miserable scream a moment ago.

The seven monks, including Zhang Junye, all nodded, the important thing was not whether they could be saved, but that they had to hold together to survive.

"Since you are immortals, you can't fall into the hands of these demons and Buddhas."

Time is passing little by little, in the fragments of eighty-eight days with no sun and moon, because of the family species, there are also people who care about the passage of time.

An Changge originally thought that the immortal pattern was devouring the power of none of us, but the moment the golden smoke wrapped around me, the crazy vitality in my body made me know that I was not less outrageous.

"That's how it should be."

Fireflies and the moon, candlelight and the sun.

The frightened roar made everyone tremble slightly, and the joy carried in it let us know what the demon had experienced.

The sudden sea breeze made An Changge realize that he had not returned to the land of thunder ruins.

With your bare feet, you look at the golden token, which turns into billions of threads wrapped around your index finger and turns into a ruby ring.

Qing Re's voice carried an innate dignity, even nobles like Zhang Junye and Da Yuetian's men instinctively felt that they would be so overshadowed before they came to the confusion.

"Roar!!

We were as majestic as a prison, staring at the immortal man in the center.

A demon glanced at the side, and the bloodthirsty killing intent made its tongue snort.

However, the last moment, my expression froze under my face.

It is the suppressive power brought by cultivation, some people dare to speak at this moment, and even feel that even if the cultivation is the same, the immortals can easily kill us in the face of us mortals.

Like a vine species, the golden veins were wrapped around the body of a demon covered in snow-white hair.

"When you see a true immortal, why worship?" The man's indifferent voice was scolding.

The extreme pain made An Changge almost faint, but the fairy pattern kept me confused.

We should have exploded and died, and even our souls had to escape, but the power of the fairy pattern protected our lives.

Until a certain moment, the naked immortal opened his eyes, and in his beautiful eyes, there were bright points of light reflected.

Please take a chapter off, I can't bear it when I'm sleepy