The Red Heaven, the Red Immortal Heavenly City.

The traces of the battle of the past have been submerged in the mottled traces of the years.

Except for the limited number of ancient monks in the Yang World, perhaps no one remembers that in this withered cave heaven now, there have been countless powerful old monsters who have fallen, and they have attacked in the heavenly dome for life and death, spilling blood, and I don't know how many treasures and treasures that could have been passed down for a long time into powder.

Even...... There are ancient gods here who once wanted to be reincarnated as heaven and man, and even almost succeeded.

Now the cultivators of the Yang World, perhaps many people would not have thought that they would almost lose the possibility of chasing the Immortal Dao.

The jade that was shattered back then has now become one with the soil.

Even the altar in the center of the Red Immortal Heavenly City was completely shattered, and it was covered with moss, and it was difficult to see the lines and talismans carved on it by the ancient gods of Daoyun.

"The past fought for life and death in the afterlife, how many people still remember it now?"

Standing in front of the altar, Bo Kuizi's voice was also unusually low.

In a trance, he seemed to have fallen into that treacherous dream again, dreaming of the sect that was prosperous in the past, and dreaming of himself who was once proud and flying.

"Who remembers ......"

He first whispered softly, and then his body trembled violently.

"Who remembers!"

Boom ——!

Thunder explodes from the sky!

The white clouds are rolling, stacked and arranged, and the roar of Bo Kuizi is like a brilliant divine sound, straight up to the sky!

It was as if a pair of invisible hands had completely uncovered the canopy, revealing the scarred dome of the Red Underworld.

It was like crumpled paper.

The cracks were densely spread out, and they were tightly twisted together.

This canopy seems to be crazy and full of holes.

Everything is just like Bo Kuizi's current Dao heart.

Just gasping violently.

Bo Kuizi suddenly calmed down again.

Between joy and sorrow, his face turned hideous again.

It's just a hoarse voice, like a twilight of decay.

"Red Stygian ......"

Whispering, he held the mirror in his hand, as if he wanted to take a step.

From beginning to end, Hong Yangzi, who had been silent, finally spoke.

"Brother Dao. ”

"Huh?"

"I don't say right or wrong today, but I just know that you are making enemies of His Holiness. ”

Hearing this, Bo Kuizi lowered his head.

The vast Red Immortal Heaven fell into a dead silence, and only the sound of Bo Kuizi's breathing remained.

"Yes, to be an enemy of His Holiness, to the man who has seen the eons of time...... It's just that he was wrong! He did wrong! Being an enemy today may be a dead end, but when he receives ominous substances in the coming day, why is it not a dead end?

Today, maybe only a few people will die of you, but in the future, maybe the entire Hongtao Realm will be buried together! What is the difference between today's Venerable Eyebrow and the Daoyun Ancient God of the past? In the past, some people fought to the death, but what about today?"

Speaking of this, Bo Kuizi seemed to have completely calmed down.

"People in the world say that cultivation is to cross oneself, and the heart is cold, so there are many sad endings. ”

"This great flood realm shouldn't be so gone......"

After that, in front of Bo Kuizi, the Heavenly Immortal Mirror was already hanging high.

Hmmm——!

Hmmm——!

Hmmm——!

The sound of breaking the sky rang out alternately.

Dozens of powerful monks walked in the air, standing in the air, and all of them bowed respectfully to Bo Kuizi.

They have corrupt old men, palace nuns, eccentric boys, and hideous demon clans!

But all of them have reached the pinnacle of the Great Power Realm!

is only one step away, and it is the same as when the cultivators set foot on the immortal road of the Yang World.

And in their hands, the Dao weapon has already been refined, and even beside them, there are also immortal relics, which contain either rich or thin immortal substances.

In this way, under the gaze of the cultivators, Bo Kuizi slowly stepped onto the moss altar that had been cracked.

The Heavenly Immortal Mirror blooms with divine light and penetrates a realm.

And in Bo Kuizi's hands, Gong and Zu Qi slowly condensed.

"Maybe they can't imagine what the complete Gong and Zu Qi represent......"

"If you take the path of heaven and man incarnation, the old way should be the emperor of heaven!"

Gong and Zu Qi, where Hong Tao's luck lies.

Hold the power of Zu Qi and hold the luck of this realm in the palm of your hand!

This is authority and fruition!

Heavenly Emperor Fruit Position!

In this way, Bo Kuizi held Gong and Zu Qi in one hand, and grabbed the altar at his feet in the other.

There, the core of the entire Red Underworld is hooked.

The origin of the red underworld was attracted by Bo Kuizi!

The scarlet divine power manifests in the palm of Bo Kuizi!

The world is trembling violently!

The sky and earth, which had shrunk in the past, seemed to have begun to expand violently at this moment.

Bo Kuizi's robe is windless and automatic, and the hunt is ringing!

His eyes seemed to glow scarlet!

So under the gaze of the cultivators, the Red Immortal Divine Power began to slowly merge with Gong and Zu Qi.

In other words, it is the origin of the Red Immortal Heaven, which is integrated into Gong and Zu Qi!

The sound of rubble rubbing sounded.

At Bo Kuizi's feet, the mottled and cracked altar began to close, and the moss on it slowly faded, and even the entire ancient altar began to be dyed scarlet due to the appearance of the Red Immortal Heaven Origin.

Boom——! boom——!boom——!

In a few breaths, the Red Underworld began to become vast, and the vicissitudes of the sea were nothing more than a blink of an eye.

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, the scarlet altar began to break away from the embrace of the earth and began to break away from the envelope of the Red Immortal Heavenly City.

It seems to have become some kind of condensed heaven and earth fruit position, as if it has become an altar of gods in ancient legends.

The altar held Bokuizi and swayed.

The aura on Lao Dao's body became more and more terrifying, and the connection with the Hongtao Realm became closer little by little.

Until a certain moment, when Bo Kuizi's palm, the origin of the Red Immortal Heaven and Gong and Zu Qi were completely smelted into one.

Their form and quality have changed completely.

The dark red flame is lit!

Bo Kuizi wore a red dragon robe, held a divine fire in his hand, and looked at the universe.

At this moment, even the primeval sea of stars was reflected in his eyes.

"I, for the Emperor of Heaven!

When the words fell, beside the cultivators, there was a dark red divine fire manifestation, smelting the immortal relics, turning into immortal substances, and pouring them on the Taoist vessels of the cultivators.

This is a spectacle that even Bo Kuizi's dark red divine light cannot hide.

In a moment's time, dozens of top powers have embarked on the road of immortality in the Yang World!

Even Hong Yoko stood with his fists clenched.

"Dare to ask the emperor, what do you want?"

Bo Kuizi stood on the ancient altar and waved his sleeves!

"Ascend to the Red Immortal! Fantian! Cover the Earth! Hengduan I!"

"Obey the Emperor's decree!"

"Obey the Emperor's decree!"

"Obey the Emperor's decree!"

......

Fire soup Jedi.

Feel the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar atmosphere of the past.

Su Musha hadn't reacted yet, but the Qingmeng Fairy on the side had already mentioned the three-foot Qingfeng.

There was a dark gold gilt light on the sharp sword and it flickered.

Obviously, Fairy Qingmeng was already furious.

It's just that before she moved, she was stopped by Su Musha.

"It's okay, it's okay to take a look.

The danger is not in the chest,

Why do you float through space?

Thirty thousand miles of quiet seas,

The moon is bright and the tin is blowing in the sky.

Why should I be afraid?"