The Bagua Furnace is neither virtual nor real, if there is nothing, the breath is ethereal and vigorous, circulating and circulating, melting the power of the eight people almost perfectly in one furnace.

Yan Zhenglang is like being shrouded in a strange space that seems to be closed but not closed, and vaguely senses the vastness of Kongmingzi, the machine change of Guiguzi, the majesty of Zhang Dongxu, the sharpness of Ning Kongyu, the purity of the Venerable Five Elements, the high speed of Wufengzi, the flawless agility of Bai Wumeng, and the fierceness of Jiumeng are blended one by one, like clusters of leaping furnace fires, circulating and changing along the direction of the eight trigrams, blazing.

And he turned into a human medicinal herb, confined in the gossip furnace, subjected to the scorching fire, and wanted to be refined into a pill.

A trace of incomparably strong omen flashed through Yan Hitting Wave's Dao heart, as if the road ahead was bleak, the calamity was difficult, and the only remaining glimmer of life in the dark was also snuffed out. His eyes fell on the wooden plaque of the Broken Wave Pavilion in the distance, and the blood of the word "broken" was faint and obscure, which was in response to the omen of the birth of heaven and man.

"Yan Daoyou, this is the secret ancient lore Dao array of the Ghost Valley-Gongtong Nine Transformation Creation Heaven and Earth Furnace. Guiguzi smiled and arched his hand, and said unhurriedly, "According to the records of my Guigu classics, this array was created by the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, and originated from the last era of destruction. Even the top masters of refining the Void and Void Combination Dao, if they fall into this array, they will be refined alive, extracting the essence, qi, spirit, blood, and flesh of the whole body to synthesize a precious Nine Turning Golden Pill. ”

The Variable Turtle Book behind his head shook slightly, and the gossip furnace let out a roar that resounded through the sky, and a mighty momentum that was uncontrollable rolled towards Yan Hitting the waves, as if the coercion of the whole world was hanging over him.

Everyone looked at Yan Zhenglang with burning eyes, as long as there was a slight cowardice in his heart, the Gongtong Nine Transformation Heaven and Earth Furnace would trigger the qi engine, take advantage of the situation, and refine it in one fell swoop.

"It turned out to be an old thing from the time when the ancients were destroyed!" Yan Zhenglang's majestic back shook slightly, and then straightened up like a mountain. Therefore, according to legend, the Eight Desolation Heaven and Earth were destroyed by the invasion of demons outside the sky, and then reborn. So far, many secret realms, immortal mansions, and caves have been discovered...... It is rumored that they are all relics left after the destruction of the previous world.

"The Sprinkle family has only heard that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and one wave is stronger than the other!" Yan Zhenglang laughed, his eyes were compelling, "Let the Sprinkle family, the fist of today, come and learn the immortal knowledge of the predecessors." Let's take a look, whether it was you who refined the Sprinkle family into a nine-turn golden pill, or whether the Sprinkler family's golden pill blew up your furnace!"

"At least the little monk on Yan Daoyou's back can't escape death. "Guiguzi is not angry.

Yan Zhenglang laughed: "Why do you want to mess with my mind? His life was originally picked up, and now it is returned to God, how happy he has been living for a few days!"

Guiguzi smiled faintly, even if Yan Hit the Waves Dao was firm and his martial arts were unparalleled, he couldn't match the power of the Nine Transformation Heaven and Earth Furnace of Gongtong. The only thing to worry about is that Yan Zhenglang's brazen blow before he died would definitely drag the life of one of them.

This is also the result of the divination of the Turtle Book - "one of the eight".

"Yan boy, listen to the old man's chatter. Kong Mingzi leisurely spit out a few smoke rings, and knocked on the cigarette pouch with a smile, "You spared Qingfeng's life in the wilderness, and the old man is still grateful, and he owes you a favor." How about this? You make a vow to quit the rivers and lakes, and we will pat your ass and let you go, and the barbaric matter will be over. ”

The rest of the people stared at Yan Zhenglang and had no objections, which was also promised by everyone in advance. First, only he can resist the swallow waves head-on. Second, what the Changing Turtle Book measured was an ominous omen. After all, the master of Hedao is seeking the road of immortality, grievances and interests are still secondary, and at this point, no one wants to be easily buried for Yan Zhenglang.

After all, Yan Zhenglang is not from Buddhism, and it does not involve the life and death of the Taoist inheritance. As for those who died tragically in the wilderness, they were ants before they entered the path.

In addition, there is another obscure reason: if Yan Zhenglang is willing to survive, sooner or later the Dao Heart will give birth to stagnation, and no matter how difficult it is to consummation, the Dao Gate will also be regarded as avenging the revenge of the wilderness.

Yan Zhenglang was stunned when he heard this, his eyes slowly swept over everyone, he was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled at Kong Mingzi: "Old man, Qingfeng's life was earned by himself, not let go of the Sprinkler family." ”

Kong Mingzi put away his lazy appearance, and his eyes flashed, as powerful as brilliant lightning. As soon as Yan Zhenglang said this, he undoubtedly rejected the last peace agreement of the Daomen.

"Brother Yan......" Ning Kongyu said in a lost voice.

"Kong Yu, do you remember what the Sprinkle family said when we first met you?" Yan Zhenglang raised his thick eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I do. Ning Kongyu stroked the blade of the sword, and a hazy mist floated in his beautiful eyes, "That day, Kongyu stood alone by the sea, sighing that the world is like the sea, people are like flat boats, and his life is full of ups and downs." Brother Yan suddenly burst out of a wave, which startled me a lot. You point to the raging sea, laugh and say—"

"The Sprinkle family said, I only love the ups and downs of the world. Yan hit the waves and said softly.

"I understand, this is Brother Yan's heart, and it will not change because of anyone or anything. Ning Kongyu glanced at him deeply, was silent for a while, lowered his head, and muttered to himself, "But won't your heart be wrong?"

Yan Zhenglang groaned slightly, and smiled proudly: "Kong Yu, when we choose our own heart, even if it is wrong, it must be, and it can only be right." He looked up at the black and white gossip furnace shadow, and there was no fear, and his eyes showed a trace of childlike innocence and curiosity.

Since the completion of martial arts, he has always felt that he has escaped, seeking a glimmer of opportunity to shatter the void. Now he is trapped in the Ancient Killing Dao Array, and his way of life is completely cut off. However, there is death and there is life, there is no endless road, and there will be a glimmer of life in this battle.

When you find that line of life, you grasp his avenue!

Life and death hung by a thread, but his heart swelled with deep joy, and his desire to seek the Tao had never been as strong and persistent as it was at this moment.

There was a suffocating silence all around, and everyone looked at the figure standing tall with a complicated expression on their faces.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the left and the left of the Dao meet, a duel of life and death, to prove what you and I want, isn't life happy?" Yan hit the waves and looked around at everyone, looked up to the sky and smiled, and the waves were rolling and empty, "Only then can I live up to the ups and downs of the world!"

Kong Mingzi smiled, threw away the dry tobacco stick, and saluted Yan Zhenglang. Guiguzi sighed lightly, and everyone saluted silently in turn.

Yan Zhenglang's expression was solemn, and he returned the salute with his fists. The eyes of the nine people met each other, both knowing and cherishing each other, and some were resolute.

It has nothing to do with grievances, no matter whether it is a victory or defeat, this is just a tribute to the companions on the difficult and lonely road.

"Open the furnace!" Guiguzi's clear whistle was like a hidden dragon ascending to the sky, the gossip furnace shook, and the invisible flame boiled, with Yan hitting the waves as the center, the entire space was distorted, and dense cracks like spider webs bloomed.

The river breeze blew slowly, and the waves rolled for thousands of miles. Xuanzhu's hand on the boy's belly was released, and then it tightened, and then released...... Shen Yi's face did not show the slightest change, just like the towering reef in the center of the river.

Only a cloudy bead of sweat rolled down his sideburns, and in the sunlight, a little light of struggle flashed.

"That boy is the Horcrux 'Picturesque'. Piercing the boy's navel, the swallow can get out of trouble. Horcruxes are usually strong and difficult to break, but they also have weaknesses. If you look closely at its abdomen, the greater the rise and fall of the abdomen, the more fierce the fight inside and the greater the pressure on the Horcrux. ”

"If I shoot at that time, I can break the Horcrux in one fell swoop. ”

"You only have three breaths of time. My demonic thoughts can only interfere with Xuanzhu's three breaths, and then he will wake up. ”

"Three breaths is enough for me to kill him three times. Gao Tianyue's expression was indifferent, he lay silently in the undulating river, formless, colorless and shadowless, like a transparent stream, staring at the Xuanzhu just a stone's throw away.

Wang Ziqiao stared at the figure of Xuanzhu in the water basin, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The demonic thoughts attached to it vaguely felt a hint of strangeness.