Ying Long template, blessed by divine power, Wang Yuan felt that he was only a stone's throw away from the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

Wang Yuan was very sure of this feeling.

Wang Yuan has used the blue-level template and is very clear about the gap.

But although it is only the peak of the upper realm, the peak is the peak.

The true body of the Huangquan Gate Lord was shattered, and the Yuan Shen was torn apart by Ying Long's dragon claws, but a little Huangquan Origin broke out and collapsed.

Wang Yuan watched this scene and raised his eyebrows.

The Upper Realm Golden Immortal possessed an Origin Condensation Ability that was even more powerful than that of the Heavenly Immortal, and it was difficult to kill.

Just like those innate gods who are allowed to live between the body and the vitality of heaven and earth, even if they destroy the true body of the primordial spirit, as long as the vitality between heaven and earth is still there, they can return with the help of the vitality between heaven and earth.

Huangquanmen majored in cultivating the Upper Realm Golden Immortal Dao Xing, and this survival ability would only be stronger, so he had to find a way to find the place where he hid his own Golden Immortal Origin.

This method of tracing back to the origin of the countercurrent is owned by Ying Long himself.

On the battlefield of chasing deer, it was not without the golden immortals of the upper realm under the command of Chi You that year died in the hands of the great god Yinglong.

"Holy Dragon Mochizuki!"

At this time, Wang Yuan's hands were sealed in front of him, and a dragon-shaped qi machine appeared with his two-hand seal, and it contained a trace of the Yellow Spring Origin that the Yellow Spring Gate Lord dissipated, and the dragon-shaped qi machine disappeared into the void in an instant.

Relying on the mana of the Dragon God, Wang Yuan's divine eyes pierced through the mist of the long river of fate beyond the nine heavens, and used this wisp of qi to find the imprint of the Huangquan Sect Master hidden in the long river of fate.

Usually the place where the origin is hidden in the upper realm is very wonderful.

It may be somewhere in the world, or in a small temple statue, or it may be placed in the void, or it may be integrated into the body of some incomparably tenacious treasure.

For example, an immortal who has become an immortal with a weapon will pay attention to part of his origin into the natal magic weapon.

Or a sword fairy.

Conceal your own origin in the ordinary sword of the cultivation world.

It's hard to find.

But no matter where it is hidden, there will be some traces in the long river of fate.

At this time, the Upper Realm Golden Immortal did not have enough capital to support and cover his foundation.

"Unless it's ......"

Wang Yuan's eyes moved, and he sighed secretly in an instant, he really was a crow's mouth!

I saw that after the long river of fate was broken by him layer by layer, he was about to lock the origin of this Huangquan Sect Master, but he saw that the void could only escape from the rolling demon clouds.

Countless destructive clouds of demonic clouds shrouded a gloomy area, and there was a terrifying coercion in it.

After perceiving this terrifying demon cloud, Wang Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

Although that demon cloud was very scary, with Ying Long's divine power, Wang Yuan could still distinguish a little bit of the atmosphere of the Huangquan Sect Master.

Thundered!!

As soon as Wang Yuan's thoughts moved, the five-colored thunder light around his body appeared, intertwining around him for a moment, turning into a large area of purple-gold divine thunder.

Master the Five Thunders!

Under the urging of Ying Long, this mastery of the five thunder supernatural powers suddenly destroyed the withering and decaying, turning into five five-colored thunder dragons and falling into the yin division towards the place where the breath was.

The underworld.

The yin qi is clear, a surging turbidity stream that does not know the width and geometry, and how many miles long floats and sinks with the yin division, the rolling yellow spring is pervasive, dividing the yin division, as if the yin division is divided into two halves.

This is the Yin Yang Lechuan River, it is mysterious and terrifying, even if the upper realm golden immortal falls into it, it will be polluted by the clear body of the immortal god, and the original god will be decayed and destroyed.

There is a courtyard next to the Yin-Yang Lechuan River, and there is another pond filled with yin qi in the courtyard, and a different kind of white lotus is planted in the pond.

It has white lotus leaves, but the lotus leaves are filled with blood-colored fragrance, and at this time, five thunder dragons suddenly broke through the sky above the courtyard.

The thunder light like five torrents fell, and the entire courtyard was suddenly flattened by the thunder light, and even the god of the assistant's yin mansion was also in fear, and was indiscriminately bombarded by the five thunderbolts.

Naturally, it also includes the small pond, as well as the blood-light white lotus in the small pond.

The destructive power of the heavenly thunder fell, and only a piece of scorched earth remained, faintly visible in the depths of the small pond, revealing a strange pair of crystal white bones.

There are faintly fragrant white lotus imprints on the white bones, but they gradually turn black, and vaguely a stunning woman wearing a dragon and phoenix bead crown and a dark red phoenix robe appeared, turning around her body burst into layers of five-colored divine light, suddenly annihilated, and the whole skeleton also turned into ashes.

After striking a blow with the mastery of the five thunders, Wang Yuan quickly withdrew Ying Long's divine power from the river of fate, so as not to be targeted by the terrifying demon cloud.

"Did you kill it completely?"

Wang Yuan's eyes glanced at the direction of Yin Si through the void, and at this time, thoughts flashed.

Although there was a blow from above, Wang Yuan faintly felt that he should have found the hidden origin of the Upper Realm Golden Immortal.

It should have been cut down by him!

That skeleton is supposed to be a certain relic of the transformation of this Huangquan Gate master.

"I just don't know who the real identity of this Huangquan Gate master is, I can't take a closer look, otherwise I can further confirm ......"

But it doesn't matter if you don't kill it completely.

It will take at least decades, or even hundreds, to recover from such a heavy blow.

A hundred years later, it was expected that this Huangquan Sect Master would no longer dare to appear in front of him easily.

"And then there's you!"

Wang Yuan's gaze fell on the other Ghost Emperor next to him who had a shocked face and couldn't move.

This ghost emperor's face was like ashes, and his expression was numb.

Wang Yuan waved his sleeves, and the purple jade Ruyi in his hand appeared, turning into a purple light that devoured this ghost emperor in an instant.

These ghost emperors each have the aura of a ghost dragon, and in his eyes, they are simply big fat sheep.

Slaughtering three, not only will all the Heavenly Son Dragon Qi he consumed before recover, but I am afraid that he will also be able to condense several Emperor Qi.

At the same time, his body flashed, and he stepped into the secret realm of Minghai in one step, and in the changing expressions of the two ghosts and gods of Bai Qi and Lian Po, two purple lights covered the northern ghost emperor Chen Xuandi and the mysterious southern ghost emperor with a wave of his hand.

The purple light was restrained, although the two ghost emperors roared in the purple light, they were firmly suppressed by the imperial qi, and they were immediately devoured and suppressed by the purple dragon of the Dharma Protector manifested by Ziwei Jade Ruyi, just waiting for leisure to come down, completely refining the ghost path dragon qi of the three ghost emperors, and completing the progress.

"This official family is so powerful?"

On the sea, when he stopped, Xinping Jun Lianpo, Marquis Wei Ran, and the expressionless Bai Qiju all had different expressions, and under the vibration of Xinping Jun Lianpo and Marquis Wei Ran, it was difficult to hide the change in expression.

This kind of strong performance is too impressive.

"God, we are willing to surrender!"

On the sea, at this time, the other four ghosts and gods were already horrified, and hurriedly expressed their willingness to return to normal.

Wang Yuan glanced at it, fell on the incomparably heavy evil power around the four ghosts and gods, and shook his head lightly: "There are countless sins, I can't keep you here!"

With a wave of the big sleeves, thousands of purple flames flowed out, and in an instant, the Taisha Forgiveness Palace, the Sin Qi Palace, the Zongling Seven Non Palace, and the Dangsi Lianyuan Palace all defeated the Yuan Shen, and the true spirit was directly wiped out.

Since then, in this Great Song Dynasty, along with the Wenxiang Sect, Manichaeism, and the White Lotus Sect, the Huangquanmen of the Left Dao was almost completely wiped out overnight, leaving only the Central Ghost Emperor, the Eastern Ghost Emperor, and the ghosts and gods of the two palaces.

I have to say that Huangquanmen is very unlucky.

If the Huangquan Sect Master had not made a move, Wang Yuan might not necessarily make a rash move and show his thunderous means.

With the move, he buried himself instead, and became the target of Wang Yuan's killing and setting an example.

"It works well!"

Wang Yuan looked at the field at this time, and as he killed the ghost emperor of Huangquanmen and his party with thunderous means, whether it was Xinping Jun Lian Po, or Marquis Wei Ran, or even Wu Anjun Bai Qi, their attitude towards him changed.

Obviously, it is necessary to show the appropriate amount of force.

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