Soon, Fu Bo and Kong Xuan fell to the light on an unknown mountain.

With Kong Xuan's wave of his sleeves.

Whoosh whoosh.

The disciples of the three sects were thrown out of five-colored divine light one after another and fell to the ground.

One by one, their eyes were closed, and they stood motionless.

However, he strictly followed the rules that the long-eared Dingguang Immortal said, and no one planned to remove the blindfold from beginning to end.

I don't know what the long-eared Dingguang Immortal told them, so that these disciples of the three sects all obeyed this rule with all their hearts.

"Golden Hoop Immortal Daoist, Golden Hoop Immortal Daoist, please come forward!"

Fu Bo shouted twice, and a square-looking, tall, and powerful-looking honest man stood in front of the crowd.

He bowed his hand and said loudly: "On Kunlun Mountain, Qingling Bao Tianzun sat down on the Golden Hoop Immortal and met Daoyou. ”

This Brother Fu Dao is mediocre.

What kind of ability can make Senior Brother Zhao get the Dinghai Divine Pearl?

Although in the mouths of the long-eared Dingguang Immortal and several junior brothers and sisters, this person is handsome and extraordinary, but the Golden Hoop Immortal is still not convinced.

We are pure masters, what we look at is cultivation, and what we compare is Taoism.

Appearance and skin theory of success or failure, superficial!

As the Lingbao Tianzun attendant of the Seven Immortals, Zhao Gongming and Dinghai Shenzhu naturally would not hide from him, after knowing the relevant details, Jin Hoop Immortal had only one idea.

Swindler!

But after meeting Fubo himself, his mind quietly changed.

From the moment the long-eared Dingguang Immortal spoke, the Golden Hoop Immortal was secretly investigating the depth of Fubo's virtual reality.

However, he failed.

He couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of cultivation in Fubo's body.

It was Kong Xuan on the side who brought the golden hoop immortal a deep horror as deep as the sea and the silence of the volcano.

This shows that the perception of the Golden Hoop Immortal is not wrong, then, the problem will only be with Fubo.

Judging from the experience of the Golden Hoop Immortal, there are two possibilities.

First, Fubo's cultivation is much higher than him.

Second, Fubo is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has no cultivation at all.

Either way, it shows that Fubo is not ordinary, and it is unlikely that he is a liar as he previously believed.

Quietly passing on a message to a certain disciple of the Three Sects, the golden hoop immortal showed an extremely bright and honest smile on his face.

"Golden Hoop Immortal Daoist is polite, if Daoist friends believe me, your fate is here, wait for me to calculate it carefully, and determine the exact location for Daoyou. ”

Fu Bo bowed to the golden hoop immortal, turned his back, and faced the sun at forty-five degrees, and the golden light sprinkled down, gilding him with a layer of divine golden light.

"Joyful, Ultraman, Whirlwind Charge Tornado......"

Dozens of people stood silently, leaving only Fubo's muffled spell sound echoing in the air, and the atmosphere became mysterious for a while.

Do not understand.

The Golden Hoop Immortal tried very hard to listen to the spells in Fu Bo's mouth, and found that they were all strange things that he had never heard before.

It just sounds like it's quite imposing, so high-minded.

"Could it be that he really has the ability to calculate my chances?"

Jin Hoop Immortal's heart trembled, and he began to be shocked.

He has been stuck at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals for thousands of years, watching the younger brothers and sisters who had one senior brother in the past all crossed the threshold of the Heavenly Immortals one by one to become Golden Immortal Cultivators.

It's impossible to say that your heart isn't sour.

But he never complained, he never envied, he just gave his best efforts, when others were eating, he was cultivating, when others were having fun, and when others found a Taoist companion and traveled together in the wilderness, he was still cultivating.

Jin Hoop Immortal dared to pat his chest and say loudly, in terms of hard work, I am second on Kunlun Mountain, and no one dares to rank first!

In terms of qualifications, I am not as good as Senior Brother Duobao, before I am 3,000 years old, I have already beheaded three corpses, cultivated to a quasi-saint, and become a veritable senior brother of the sect.

In terms of luck, I am far inferior to Senior Brother Gongming, and if I play casually, I can get a complete set of innate spiritual treasures like the Dinghai Divine Pearl, and I am expected to be a quasi-saint.

But that's all innate, I can't envy it, what I can do as a golden hoop immortal is to work harder than anyone else, love cultivation more than anyone else, I believe that one day, I will be able to be like Senior Brother Duobao and Senior Brother Gongming, and charge into battle for the interception of the sect and take on heavy responsibilities!

"The Pangu boss is as anxious as a law, right there!"

Fu Bo shouted, interrupting the memories of the Golden Hoop Immortal, and pressing the throbbing in his heart, the Golden Hoop Immortal followed the direction of Fu Bo's finger, and a divine thought swept over.

A magnificent and majestic mountain forest exudes vitality in the golden sunshine, with the eye of the golden hoop fairy, you can see countless birds and beasts, snakes, birds and insects in groups.

If there is a waterfall hanging halfway up the mountain, rushing out of a pool, this area is a good place to retreat and monastic.

But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place with enough chance to reverse the fate of a peak immortal.

"Boss, you ...... Are you sure there's nothing wrong with this place?"

The Golden Hoop Fairy licked her lips nervously and asked with some uncertainty.

The opportunity was imminent, and he was a little incredulous.

The millennium dream came true in one day, and it was too dreamy.

On the contrary, he was a little afraid to step forward.

Fubo smiled encouragingly: "Foolproof!"

Just kidding, your luck is starting to turn from green to red, can this be fake?

Go Golden Hoop Boy, and contribute your strength to my whitewashing cause!

The Golden Hoop Immortal nodded heavily and took a step forward.

"Boom!"

When the footsteps fell, suddenly the mountain burst out with ten thousand golden lights, and suddenly turned into green light, and everyone present was full of green.

Then it turns from green to red, and then from red to yellow, and finally forms a sky-high white light, connecting the sky and the earth.

The white light lasted for just two breaths, and exploded violently, instantly dissipating into pieces of light feathers, dissipating in an instant.

When the light dissipated, the mountain was two-thirds lower, only one-third of its height, like a small dirt bag.

At the top of the hill is a stone platform, on top of which are placed three circles, exuding a golden light, which is particularly eye-catching.

"Why does this thing look so much like the golden hoop on the top of a monkey's head?"

Fu Bo read a sentence suspiciously, his eyes fell on the golden hoop immortal, and he was suddenly stunned.

The golden hoop immortal was shocked, and felt the magic weapon Dao rhyme coming from in front of him, and his expression of suffering from gains and losses was swept away.

Three steps and two steps rushed to the small dirt bag, with a wave of the big hand, the three circles in the hand, closed the eyes and counted the breath.

Suddenly, a majestic aura erupted from the Golden Hoop Immortal's body, rapidly intensifying.

The endless aura around him was like a milk swallow casting into the forest, and it was continuously absorbed by the golden hoop immortal.

The golden hoop immortal's body began to flicker with brilliant golden light, which gradually coincided with the flickering frequency of the three golden circles in his hand.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

As the flickering frequency gradually became the same, a great coercion appeared in the heavens and the earth.

"It's not good, Senior Brother Golden Hoop Immortal has accumulated too deeply, and he is about to break through!"

"Everyone forms a formation to protect the Dharma for Senior Brother Golden Hoop Immortal!"

The disciples of the three sects closed their eyes one after another, pinched the trick and showed off their magic weapons, forming a small thunder leading array.

There are also some disciples of the Three Sects who knelt on the ground, closed their eyes and clasped their palms, and said in a low voice: "The ancestor is above, the disciple and grandson kowtow, today the senior brother Jin Hoop Immortal crosses the robbery of the Golden Immortal, begs the ancestor to be gracious, and allows the senior brother of the Golden Hoop Immortal to achieve the Golden Immortal." ”

After speaking, these disciples of the three sects bowed respectfully nine times.

Some fairies with white skin and beautiful bowed their heads extremely hard, and even their foreheads were stained with a lot of dirt ash.

Fu Bo was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that the way of heaven is the most fair, and the catastrophe depends on your own hard resistance? What are you doing?"

"The number of Dayan is fifty, and one of them is gone. Under the catastrophe, there is naturally a glimmer of life. ”

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal walked out, and he whispered to Fu Bo: "The Sanqing Sage once told us that if you feel that you are not in a good state during the tribulation, you can kowtow and kneel to ask for the ancestor, and you can probably fight for that glimmer of life. ”

Fubo was dumbfounded, there is still this kind of play?

The bigwigs are really good at playing.

Isn't this Heavenly Dao a fake Heavenly Dao?

Fu Bo wanted to continue asking, but the sky was suddenly overcast, and bursts of thunder exploded in mid-air, and the Golden Hoop Immortal's Golden Immortal Tribulation was about to fall!

"Boom!"

A heavenly thunderbolt suddenly fell, slashing crookedly onto the golden hoop immortal's shoulder, and a little spark appeared.

Then.

The thick black clouds in the sky began to drift in all directions, and the golden sun once again sprinkled the land.

The Golden Immortal Tribulation of the Golden Hoop Immortal seems to be over.

Is this a plea-style catastrophe?