One red and one blue.

Red is yang and blue is yin.

The pill outside the blue and the inside, melt in the mouth, illusion two young dragons, entangled, accompanied by a rumbling and wailing, rushing towards the dantian that can be seen in the distance.

At the same time, the dantian seemed to welcome the two young dragons, and actually responded happily.

Nine discs, eight linkages.

Only the uncontrolled Daopan Gujing was still stubbornly rotating around the polar pillar, not absorbing the spiritual power of the outside world, nor spitting out anything.

The eight Dao Disks were silently thrown by the prince in different corners, and at this time they echoed each other from afar, as if the long-lost sisters had regained contact, and in fact, they were instantly displaced, enclosing the uncontrolled Dao Pan in the middle, and revolving around it.

The prince was speechless.

When he was refining the Eight Dao Plates, Old Man Mu pointed at his nose and scolded for a long time. In the end, Old Man Mu simply put the prince aside, patted his head and said to himself: "The dantian of people can accept Qiankun, and the number of Qiankun is eight: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, Xun. Could it be ......"

"Could it be that I hit these eight Dao disks by mistake?"

In fact, the prince Mo was too worried, the yin and yang were perfect, and the five elements were born, behind the five elements were the six gods, and after the six gods were the real immortals, Mu Taishi still didn't know how the gossip was placed on the two yi array, and the prince Mo really thought too much!

I just don't know how long his wild path can last.

Master Mu stood at the corner of the high beam, his gaze becoming more and more condensed.

Staring at Wang Zimo's special state at the moment, he seemed to have an understanding, and then sent a message to Xue Jianniang: "I want to retreat, I don't know the time, Wang Zimo and Dutian you take it first! Beware of the Corpse King!"

After that, she disappeared in the sound of Xue Jiaoniang's rolling eyes, "Old wood, what are you doing?"

The red and blue dragon found the pole, like a lost child finding his way home.

The sorrowful cry turned into incomparable joy, and the speed of travel soared sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it sank into the two pole beads suspended on the road plate.

"Boom!Rumble~~!"

The thunderous sound of the Daopan frightened all the dead stiff people around him, and the baby's dark eyes were hideous, like eating a cuttlefish's mouth, making a barking "whining" sound.

"Woo~!

The baby pointed at Wang Zimo, and with each shout, he moved half a step forward. Until the prince was two feet away, no matter how the baby screamed, he refused to go forward.

In Kunxu, where there had never been clouds, dark clouds gathered in the sky! Thunder burst out, surrounded from all directions with lightning bolts.

"Click!"

"Boom~!Rumble~Rumble~!"

In early winter, it is mostly Altocumulus cirrus.

Dark clouds like this topped down, and it was a long rainy summer.

Not to mention that this is Kunxu, a strange place where there is no celestial phenomenon except the sun and the moon!

The entire Kunxu was suddenly boiling, and they all thought that there were ancestor-level characters who had become immortals and crossed the catastrophe, and they jumped out of the nest one after another, and quickly fled to Yindu.

Outside Kunxu, a golden battleship passed through the aurora with a "pop". There was a seven or eight-year-old child on the battleship, looking at Kunxu with a grin.

His starry eyes flickered, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, his small fist clutched tightly to his chest, and said in a childish voice: "Someone from the ancient human race is going to become an immortal?

"Click!"

Another bolt of lightning.

The bright white light tore through the night, illuminating the mountain of ten thousand corpses as bright as day.

The baby was so frightened that he fell straight from the crooked neck tree and crawled into the ground.

As soon as it slipped like this, the dead stiffness around Wang Zimo suddenly collapsed, and he dug a pit on the spot and buried himself.

At this time, the prince was silent.

The disobedient Dao Pan didn't do anything, but now he cut off his beard halfway, plundering all the power of the elixir, and the other eight orthodox inheritance Dao Pan turned around awkwardly, and he didn't even get a mouthful of soup!

This Pixiu who only enters but does not leave!

Wang Zimo was extremely annoyed. Everyone thought that he was going to survive the heavenly tribulation, but only he knew in his heart that what kind of heavenly tribulation this was, it was clearly that he had taken a pill against the sky, and the way of heaven would not tolerate it!

This is the rhythm that is going to hack him to death!

"Boom~!"

The thunder was getting closer and closer, and the scorching white lightning carried the heat, roasting the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain with the smell of roasted meat, which frightened Wang Zimo into a cold sweat on his head, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans fell to the ground along his chin.

The crooked-necked tree that has been carved over the years may grow too enchanting.

A bolt of lightning descended obliquely from the clouds, and with a "click", it first split the crooked neck tree and sent out a puff of green smoke, and there were no roots left.

The lightning is getting closer and closer, and the target is directly aimed at Wang Zimo!

"Boom~!

After a while, the crooked neck trees on the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain were completely destroyed by lightning, and only the one behind Wang Zimo was trembling in the thunder.

The dark clouds seemed to be gathering strength, hovering in the air, roaring like beasts.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, a stick of incense had passed.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, the dense dark clouds dispersed rapidly, and a bright lightning bolt fell from the sky like an optimus pillar, and the whirring sound of breaking the air stretched for thousands of miles, blowing the old people who came to see the excitement all over the place.

Immediately after, gusts of wind swirled rapidly around the Optimus Pillar, forming a giant tornado, rolling back the scattered dark clouds again, and the momentum was magnificent! The aftermath actually penetrated Kunxu, blowing several silver battleships that had crossed the aurora above the corpse pool back into chaos again, and were crushed into pieces by the fluctuating power.

The periphery is still like this, the prince is sitting silently in the center of the storm, you can imagine how much pressure he is under!

The coarse linen cloth was blown into a ball by the strong wind, and flew fiercely.

The flat face was blown by the wind and rippled layer by layer, and even the upturned eyelids puffed up. The strong wind under the nostrils swayed, forming a super negative pressure, which made it extremely difficult for the prince to breathe silently.

"Aang!"

Finally, Wang Zimo couldn't bear the excessive torture from heaven and stood up with a "whoosh"!

The hurricane seemed to have found an outlet, and poured it into his mouth, choking Wang Zimo's stomach with air, and he hiccuped more than a dozen times before he could barely stabilize his body.

"Ahh

"Ahhh——!h

The prince Mo danced wildly.

Optimus Prime was extremely fast, pressing on top of Wang Zimo's head in the blink of an eye. Almost at the same time, a pillar of light, slightly smaller than Optimus Prime, emerged from overhead.

At first, it was only for the outline, with the thickness of a water tank, enveloping Wang Zimo, and gradually, the pillar of light became more and more abundant, like a viscous white pulp, and there was a red and a blue young dragon around Wang Zimo's body, forming a second layer of shield.

Pole!

The prince was silently shocked!

The disobedient Dao Pan finally plucked the feathers of the iron rooster and withstood the attack of the Heavenly Dao with the polar pillar!

Lightning Optimus Prime, the power of the Heavenly Dao is all-encompassing, showing a pale yellow halo, surrounded by electric snakes, and several immortals can be faintly seen circling around Optimus Prime, holding various magic weapons to collect the aftermath of lightning.

However, Wang Zimo's pole is bright white, which looks like a mirror that refracts the sun, which is particularly dazzling and prominent, and looks more pure and flawless.

It's just that compared to Optimus Prime, there is a huge difference in strength!

When the immortal man looked at Wang Zimo, his eyes showed gratitude, sympathy, and pity and compassion.

Not only them, but everyone thought that the prince would die without a doubt, and even Xue Jiaoniang hid far away, thinking in her heart how to explain the future to Lao Mu, or simply run away now!

The more advanced a person is, the more he can feel the inviolability of the Heavenly Dao!

If they were close to the center of the vortex and saw Wang Zimo wrapped in the polar pillar, they would have dropped their jaws to the ground in surprise, no exaggeration!

The eight Dao Disks continued to rotate, absorbing the Yin and Yang forces from heaven and earth in an almost plundering way, and for a while, the Yin and Yang forces around them actually formed a vacuum, and with the acceleration of the eight Dao Discs, the scope of the vacuum became larger and larger, and the cultivators in the Yin Ruins fled one after another, and those who ran slowly were surprised to find that their cultivation had been plundered so much!

Master Mu ran out of the sealed mirror, glared at Xue Jianniang, and joined the fleeing army.

He knew better than anyone that Wang Zimo was plundering the aura of heaven and earth, and the appearance of the Dao plate in the dantian was very similar to the altar left by the imperial court.

"Boom!"

The vacuum of spiritual power will inevitably cause negative pressure to pour back!

A hurricane suddenly blew around, and the coniferous forests that blew turned into shrinking arrows, and they all folded in the direction of Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain.

In an instant, the hurricane pressed against the ground to form another vortex, just like when Wang Zimo first shaped the road plate, and the two vortices confronted each other and moved in the opposite direction!

The continuous Yin and Yang spiritual power poured back, was absorbed by the Eight Dao Disks, and was transported to the small Dao Disks above, and after being absorbed and refined by the Yin and Yang Sects, it was transmitted to the Pole Bead, and then submerged into the Pole Pillar.

Wang Zimo has been pressed to the bottom of the Ten Thousand Corpses Mountain.

The white bones could not withstand the blazing heat and turned into white ashes, and the corpse oil flowed everywhere, and the corpse insects with the length of the forearm and the thousand-legged centipede with the thickness of the thigh were so frightened that they "squeaked" and screamed, and before they could run away, they were fried golden brown by the boiling corpse oil.

In an instant, the Mountain of Ten Thousand Corpses turned into an oil pot hell!