Deep in the Void.

The Buddha returned alone.

After all, he never stopped Qingmeng's power.

It's not that he's afraid of Qingmeng Zuqi, and it's not that he can't resist the sharp Qingfeng sword.

The Treasure Elephant Buddha has proven the immortal path of the yang world, and there are not many people who can hurt the Treasure Elephant Buddha in this huge flood realm.

Perhaps, what he really can't resist is just the words of the Qingmeng Fairy.

Even if they are immortal, they are still just monks, they have never jumped out of the world, and they have never become real immortals.

At the end of the day, they're still in the red dust, they're still people.

And people change.

......

In silence, the Buddha waved his hand and tore the void apart.

His thin figure disappeared in a flash.

This is an ancient cave blessed land, I don't know which life withered, and finally silenced in the depths of this void turbulence, and now, after Su Musha sent the Yangshi Dojo to Zhang Daohong, this has become a hidden place for all cultivators.

The top of the mountain.

There is an old Taoist lying cross-legged, holding a treasure mirror in his hand, and his eyes are flashing with divine light, it seems that just looking at it like this, the entire Yang World has been included in his eyes.

The figure of the Buddha manifested behind him.

"Qingmeng Sect is gone?"

The compassion on the Buddha's face became even stronger, and he folded his hands.

"Gone. ”

"Speaking of which, although Qingmeng Zhangjiao is a new Taoist monk, but when it comes to friendship, among us, she is more familiar with the Venerable, great monk, you say, Qingmeng Zhangjiao is going here, is it going to find the Venerable?"

"I don't know. ”

In the silence, I could only hear the old man smile hoarsely.

"Zen is sharp, it is mysterious, great monk, do you not know, or do you dare not know?"

The mountain wind was howling, but the figure of the Buddha seemed to be frozen there.

He was silent and did not speak.

After a long time, the Buddha turned around, tore through the void and left.

In the same place, only the words of the old monk were floating in the wind.

"The old man doesn't know, and I don't dare to know, I went to southern Xinjiang to take the ancient immortal codex. ”

From beginning to end, the old road on the top of the mountain no longer reacted.

It wasn't until the Treasure Elephant Buddha left completely that the old Taoist continued to speak.

"Hong Yang Daoyou, what do you think?"

I don't know when, a thin Taoist person, his body is manifested in the clouds, and he stands in the wind, which is Hong Yangzi among the cultivators.

"Brother Bokui, why should we care about the opinions of our juniors, he is just new to this path, and he still has a long way to go. ”

The old road on the top of the mountain is Bo Kuizi!

That round mirror is the Heavenly Immortal Mirror!

Listening to Hong Yangzi's answer, Bo Kuizi smiled dumbly and reached out to stroke the treasure mirror.

"A few days ago, the poor road fugue Daqian, seeing the flood realm, maybe it has been settled for too long, for a while, the heart of the ape is suddenly born, in a trance, it is like a dream, dreaming of the previous era, dreaming of the past when we were the pride of the sky, the time of the yang world......

Even, I dreamed of many old people, and even many, old people could no longer remember their faces and names...... What Poor Dao did and said in the dream, I can't remember it clearly after waking up, but when I woke up, I completely controlled Gong and Zu Qi. ”

Bo Kuizi's voice was flat, but every word was like thunder, and even Hong Yangzi looked surprised.

"If there is no place of no return and extinction, the talent of Taoist friends can prove that the Immortal Monarch!"

In the past, the elder ghost lived in the third world, and brought the way of mixed yuan to the peak of the yang world, so all the cultivators of the yang world looked at his ascension and thought that he had already proved the immortal monarch.

In other words, today's Bo Kuizi has done the same thing.

And even more!

He completely controlled one of the Yang Ancestor Qi!

The authority of Gong and Zu Qi is completely controlled in his own hands!

This point, Fairy Qingmeng has never done, maybe ...... Su Musha didn't do it either!

There is still a long way to go for the former, and Su Musha's cultivation has always been himself, not Zu Qi.

Listening to Hong Yangzi's emotion, Bo Kuizi did not show joy on his face, but he became more and more depressed.

"If there is no place of return, no return, and no place of destruction...... But how can this not exist? It is there, overlooking the great thousands, burying all the immortals! It is watching our jokes!"

Whispering, Bo Kuizi's voice suddenly became sharp, and his whole body trembled violently, as if he was crazy.

"It's watching! Watching us enter the immortal world, watching us step by step to the pinnacle of this flood realm, watching us become stronger little by little, and then I can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't wait for thousands of years, and then I can't help but try to soar!

It's waiting for us, waiting for us to despair, waiting for us to fall, waiting for our jokes!"

Accompanied by Bo Kuizi's sharp roar voice, accompanied by the continuous trembling of his Dao body, a palpitating breath swayed!

This is a terrifying old monster who controls an ancestral qi!

Even, this is just the tip of the iceberg of his own Dao Dharma realm.

The sound of muffled thunder resounded in the sky.

When this breath roared in front of Hong Yangzi, Hong Yangzi's body flashed with immeasurable Dao rhyme, submerging it in layers and disappearing into invisibility.

Listening to Bo Kuizi's hoarse voice, Hong Yangzi didn't speak, just stood there with a gloomy face.

"Poor Dao has done something that the ancestors of this sect have never done, but what can be done like this? The bones of the ancestors after they ascended are floating in the land of no return and destruction! Poor Dao is already old......

I have lived two times of cultivation civilization, I have really faced death, I know what it is like, the undispellable death Qi lingers in every wisp of your qi and blood, lingers in every wisp of divine thoughts!

Your consciousness will begin to become chaotic and sluggish, your qi and blood will begin to decay, and even your physical body will begin to decay, and the Dao body that was once filled with the fragrance of treasure medicine will emit a disgusting stench!

Even if a long time has passed, but when we close our eyes, we will never forget that scene! Fellow Daoists, we will survive for a long, long, long time! Yu Yang will be immortal, and we will go through one era of cultivation civilization after another without dying!"

Bo Kuizi's crazy face suddenly bloomed with a very pure smile.

It was an indescribably distorted face, and every inch seemed to be twisted together, like a ghost in the underworld.

Even his voice became low and rapid.

"We will live! We will live with the Flood Realm! We will not die! We will never die! We have reached this point, we will never die! I don't know why! I don't understand! Why does Venerable Raise Eyebrows still want to explore the land of silence!

So many immortals! So many immortals! All of them are dead! They are all dead there! And we are still alive! Why are we looking for it, why are we provoking it! We are hiding in the world, we are hiding between heaven and earth, isn't it!

He's avoiding us, he knows, he'll know, we're going to stop him, we're going to stop him by all means! So he's hiding in a place that none of us knows! But we all know he's begging for death! He's going to force us to die together!"

In the end, Bo Kuizi's words were almost like squeezing out of his teeth.

Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and his old and cloudy eyes were like eagle falcons, staring at Hong Yangzi!

Even the treasure mirror in his hand seemed to be a coincidence, shining on Hong Yangzi from afar.

"Daoyou, what do you say?"

(Tianjin)