Chapter 137: It's going to be bad

The Immortal Alliance has always maintained a close monitoring of Linghuang Island, a small land. In the sky above Linghuang Island, there are always more than twenty artificial Tianchen magic weapons that are constantly synchronized with it. Moreover, these Tianchen magic weapons are also updated every three years, and they always use the most advanced technology of the Immortal League, with the highest precision.

As soon as there is a large-scale change in the aura environment around this island, the alarm will be triggered.

The Immortal League never looked away because the Holy Emperor Venerable was in a safe corner. After experiencing the Demon Emperor's rebellion, Jinfa Xiu has fully realized the horror of the immortals. They didn't dare to leave the Holy Emperor aside.

If that's the case, maybe one day they will have to face a powerful immortal who has regained all his strength.

Therefore, when the aura of heaven and earth around Linghuang Island suddenly converged, the Immortal Alliance had already received an alarm, and the sword boxes that were on standby in the synchronous orbit were opened together, and the number of heavenly swords far beyond Wang Qi's imagination was pointed directly at the sea.

At this time, as long as Feng Luoyi confirms, the sea surface on that side will turn into a large solar surface, and the microstructure of the material will be destroyed.

However, Feng Luoyi did not give an order, but thought about it.

"Mahayana Illumination...... The last time Wang Qi's intelligence made it clear that the Holy Emperor Venerable was suppressing the monks of the entire Linghuang Island, and they had no chance of breaking through to the Mahayana ......"

"Could it be that the Holy Emperor has changed his mind?"

"Does he have any plans?"

"Is this the end of his mysterious plan?"

After thinking for a while, Feng Luoyi still gave the order to stop.

This is just a sign of the Mahayana period, not the Flying Immortal Tribulation caused by the riotous aura after the huge mana of the Mahayana monk broke through the immortal and destroyed the aura circulation on the entire planet's surface.

After all, it's just a mere Mahayana omen.

Now it is not more than 1,700 years strong, and now the Dharma Immortal Dao is only a single-digit leisure, and every one of them is not much stronger than the Mahayana era. Nowadays, Xiaoyao is not only stable in the total number of three digits and approaching the four digits year by year, but even the individual combat power is far beyond the Mahayana. Even a weaker monk in the Escape Period can annihilate the entire Linghuang Island with a single sword.

That is, the difference between being reluctant to give up manpower.

If the Flying Immortal Tribulation appeared, even if Wang Qi didn't have time to evacuate, Feng Luoyi would first consider whether to destroy the Saint Emperor Venerable.

"Well, I'll have to urge that kid from Wang Qi to report later. ”

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On Linghuang Island, Wang Qi didn't know that he seemed to have survived a death catastrophe - Teacher Feng, the Heavenly Sword Maniac, actually suppressed the idea of throwing the Heavenly Sword. He just thought it was terrible.

The powerful suction power is like a vacuum cleaner, snatching away every bit of spiritual power in the heavens and the earth. Those monks who had long been accustomed to the aura environment were like fish jumping ashore, almost "dying of thirst".

And the truth of "mutual affection" is not understood by everyone. Only a part of the low-level monks formed a spiritual array in time to resist the loss of mana in their bodies. More Qi cultivators and foundation building cultivators could only watch their cultivation continue to decrease. Monks above the knot stage do not need such means. Their essence is as stable as one, and they can also lock their own mana. However, even the primordial monks were slowly retreating, trying to stay away from the place where the Mahayana monks attained enlightenment.

Only monks who are in the distraction period or even higher cultivation dare to step forward.

Wang Qi played the role of a monk in the foundation building period at this time, so he also released some mana, disguised as an enemy of this suction, and at the same time fell to the ground, quietly watching the surrounding grass and trees wither, stubborn stone ash, and dome collapse.

"Hell, what's going on, why would the Holy Emperor Venerable suddenly support a certain monk to break through to the Mahayana stage?"

Wang Qi frowned and muttered.

"Don't you feel the hint of familiarity in this Zhaojing? This is the Mahayana Zhaojing of the Great Luo Chaos Heavenly Sutra! The Holy Emperor Venerable is not stupid after all, he did not directly cultivate your tampered scripture, but handed it over to his own subordinates to cultivate, to judge whether there are any traps in this cultivation!"

After being reminded by the real elusion, Wang Qi felt a hint of familiarity in the vision. He had also cultivated the Great Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture, although that exercise had long been abandoned by him because of the problems of the times, but it was the enlightenment of his immortal path after all.

"Tsk...... It's a bit of a hassle. Wang Qi smacked his lips: "But it's not bad to be able to get a verified creature in the merger period." It's just that the Holy Emperor Venerable is a little troublesome......"

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Lady Huansha came out of the retreat place of the Heart Demon Sect in a few flashes, and quickly rushed towards the center of Linghuang Island.

Along the way, she saw countless ancient law cultivators who were unconscious on the ground with a stunned expression. These monks were all low-ranking monks.

-- The gap between a low-ranking monk and a high-ranking monk is so huge...... It was so huge that a high-level monk only had to take a breath, and it was enough to take the lives of these low-level monks......

- So, what about us high-ranking monks and immortals?

Mrs. Huansha did not have access to the astronomical data of the Xuanxing Temple. Otherwise, her question would have been answered.

The powerful immortals who existed two hundred million years ago only needed to inhale to make the stars lose their longevity, sending the celestial body ten thousand times larger than Shenzhou into the last years of life in advance.

Mrs. Huansha couldn't have imagined this. For her, this Mahayana monk is the ultimate of the Dharma-Righteous Immortal Path in her mind.

Also holding a "pilgrimage" mood came over, as well as Sima Jue, the fourth elder of the Falling Dust Sword Palace.

-- Mahayana period!

――Even in the era of the end of the Dharma, there can still be a Mahayana period in this world!

-- There is hope for immortality after all! The persistence of our generation is indeed not wrong!

Contrary to him. Mei Sicheng has a mixture of "bewilderment" and "chagrin".

-- Is my reasoning wrong? The Holy Emperor actually has the ability to tolerate people, but I am wrong? Is he still hoping for the emergence of Mahayana monks?

The more Mei Sicheng thought about it at this time, the more uncomfortable she became. He has already boarded Wang Qi's thief ship, and he has also helped Wang Qi do a lot of things because of his lack of morality. In the eyes of the Holy Emperor, this is definitely a heinous crime!

With different thoughts, several people from the Falling Dust Sword Palace also quietly approached the Phoenix Tomb.

One after another, the light approached quickly. Among these retreats, there are distraction periods, and there are even many merging periods. All the monks wanted to know who had broken through the most difficult trick of the Immortal Dao, and how they had broken through.

At this time, in front of the Zhengyang Hall of the Phoenix Tomb, the aura was so thick that it almost turned into substance. The light affected by the aura almost became light pollution, and the beautiful glow obscured everyone's vision. However, they could still make out a little black in the middle of the glow.

There was an explosion. Countless magic seals suddenly poured out, condensed into black seals in the air, and then converged into chains. The sheer black chains plunged into the glow. After a while, four black pillars of light suddenly appeared in the four directions of the clouds. In each pillar of light, there seems to be a seal composed of gray aura.

That's the entrance to the Da Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture!

The third elder, Ru Tianqi, was suddenly startled.

"This is the exercise that the Holy Emperor Venerable wants to take from me, that is, the Killing Star left behind!"

"The Holy Emperor Venerable actually found someone to cultivate?"

After coming out of the "historical theme copy" of the Luofu Xuanqing Palace that Zhen Xianzi participated in arranging, he also participated in the exercises left abroad. Looking at the familiar mantra, how could he not be aware!

And the shock in his heart was even worse.

――That killer must have done something in the exercises...... The Holy Emperor Venerable didn't see it either?

Under the impetus of several pillars of light, the speed at which Mingxia was refined suddenly accelerated. The pure black color gradually grows and spreads, and the ink is like a halo. Then, in the center of the black fog, at the very core, a little black mist suddenly faded from all its properties, taking on a transparent, formless and insubstantial character.

It's too easy to be innate, but it's too empty! Chaos is boundless, too ethereal!

And this scene also made many Linghuang Island monks see the appearance of that person.

"That's not ...... Is the Immortal Sect's Qiushui real person?"

"What? Why the old horseman?"

"That guy is greedy for life and afraid of death, and he has never made an inch of merit for the emperor, how can He De be promoted to a Mahayana monk?"

"Could it be that this old ghost has only been accumulating strength all along, attacking this last level?"

"! If he really relied on himself, why did he break through in the Phoenix Tomb of the Forbidden City? Isn't his own sect better? This old man doesn't rely on the emperor's reward!"

Qiushui Zhenren, the master of the Great Immortal Sect, majored in the exercise "Hundred Rivers Return to the Eternal Life Sutra", and is good at cultivating qi. This person is not good at swordsmanship or fighting, but he has profound skills and has lived long enough.

At this moment, the Mahayana period changed again.

As if purified, the aura that had turned into pure black was losing its color. At this time, Qiushui Zhenren, who was sitting in the center of it, suddenly opened his eyes.

Then, almost at the same time, all the monks who were watching his sermon felt a violent vibration. They were in a trance, and countless memories were suddenly broken into their minds.

In the beginning, God came before heaven and earth!

This change is a change in spirit!

Then, followed by the innate beginning, the formless qi came out!

The subsequent changes in Taisu and Taiji also qualified smoothly. At this point, the fool also knows what kind of exercises this guy is practicing.

"Da Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture! It's actually Da Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture!"

"Is there any mistake! It's actually the lost school of the Louvre Immortal Palace!"

At this point, Mrs. Huansha's jaw was almost dislocated.

-- That Da Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture is not virtual...... It can really be cultivated, and it can really be related to the way of the innate five Tais......

She had also seen the cheats in the dungeon.

She wanted to slap herself twice at the moment.

- That Da Luo Chaos Heavenly Scripture...... That Yin and Yang Mixed Hole Ling Xiao Record...... That Shangxuan Chiding Three Caves Gong ...... I didn't even look at it!

In front of the vision of the innate Tai Chi and the pair of Tai Chi Pisces chasing each other, all the low-level monks who still maintained their consciousness chose to bow down devoutly.

At this moment, Wang Qi heard the cold snort of Zhen Yanzi: "This bastard thing, you have to suffer." ”

In the tone, there was schadenfreude that could not be concealed. (To be continued.) )