Yang Nan's immortal eyes swept over, and he saw that the Ten Saints of the Dao Sect of the Dao Sect of the Forgetting Void, Fusheng, Huanghua, and Forgetting Himself were listed one by one, except for the Divine Void True People who had already been cut to pieces by Yang Lan and were rescued back to Kunlun by Bu Xu, the Ten Saints of the Dao Sect were really wiped out in the Silent Immortal Palace now......

The nine saints are all extinguished, only one saint remains, the older generation of masters has died out, and the foundation of Taoism is greatly shaken!

Taixu Zhenren mourned in his heart, staring at the major saints and primordial gods floating around on the spiritual lake, and said to Yang Nan with tears: "Master and nephew, all the saints are here, at this moment, everyone's primordial god mana is greatly damaged, fortunately I have the spiritual light algae pond to feed, otherwise I won't be able to see them before you come!"

The disciples under the immortal body Yang Lan attack the Xuanhuang Society every day, and most of the spiritual power of this figure is also extracted by the Great Array of Gods, in my opinion, you can't stay here for a long time, how to deal with it, it's up to you. ”

"In the same vein...... Towering Kunlun!"

Yang Nan's divine thoughts suddenly dispersed, and an ethereal immortal sound suddenly sounded, and the divine thoughts swept by, and instantly photographed the saints on the water surface of the Linghu Lake, and when the saints saw Yang Nan, their faces were overjoyed, and the Huanghua Daoist shouted urgently: "Master Haoxuan, you have become a heavenly immortal now, quickly find a way to save your master!"

In the battle of the Immortal Palace, the saints tied their hands, if it weren't for the battle to the death, where could the saints still have a primordial god today?

The Fusheng Daoist shook his head and sighed: "If Senior Sister hadn't insisted on saving me, she wouldn't have fallen to the point where she is today, and it's not a pity for us to re-enter reincarnation, but it's a pity that Senior Sister ......"

"What kind of situation did the master hurt?"

Yang Nan saw that there was a small island in the center of Linghu Lake, and he expected to settle on that island, he was anxious to see his master, and he didn't care about having a lot of trouble with the saints, so he just said: "Uncles, after I have met my master, I will discuss how to act, how about it?"

Yang Nan either does not become an immortal, Yicheng actually achieves a heavenly immortal, although the level of heavenly immortals is not a top immortal, but it also makes the saints feel at ease, although the old Taoist priests are only left with the Yuan Shen, but they are not concerned about their own safety, but they are sorry for Bu Humility, Huanghua Daoist waved his hand and said: "Master and nephew, please take care of yourself, don't take care of us old immortals, it's just that the senior sister Yuan Shen is half ruined, her temper is uncertain, I can't wait to get close, you have to be careful!"

Yang Nan's heart was terrified, his physical body was shattered, and his Yuan Shen was half destroyed, and the situation was far more serious than the consequences of his reckless sword on the other side in the past!

The primordial god is the soul of the monk, the memory, the Dao heart, and the mana, but there is damage, if the injury is fundamental, half of the primordial spirit is destroyed, and it is undoubtedly nine out of nine!

With such a weak step, will you still remember your apprentice?

Linghu Island, white sand like snow, a head with a double ring, a petite girl is squatting on the ground, between the two slender white hands waved, a sand man was formed instantly, she piled up very carefully, the towering Kunlun mountains are continuous, the majestic scene emerges in her hands one by one.

The ethereal fairy road, the magnificent palace buildings, and the Taoist priests and Taoist aunts dressed up in Taoist costumes are all so lifelike and vivid!

On a lonely cliff made of gravel, there are two Taoist couples holding each other's palms, the man's clothes are fluttering, the eyebrows are handsome, the woman's face is peerless, and the temperament is refined, the girl looked at the little man who he piled out stupidly, and suddenly sighed faintly, looked at the cliff sand man and sighed: "Nan'er ......"

"Master ???"

Yang Nan had already seen that it was his master and Yang Huang Buxu who was squatting on the sand and playing with the sand man!

At this time, Bu Xuan seemed to go back in time, back to her childhood! In fact, she was only reminiscing about the past through the gravel, but she didn't know that Yang Nan had arrived......

The body is broken, the spirit is severely damaged, and the step is like a young child at this time, the aura is dim, and it is already on the verge of danger of disappearing, and it is a miracle that such a serious injury can be dragged to the present!

Bu Xuan heard the human voice, turned his head suddenly, and his beautiful little face suddenly burst out with a look of vigilance, looking at Yang Nan and saying coldly: "Who are you?"

A small dark sword burst out of the air, mercilessly slashing towards Yang Nan!

"Master...... I'm Nan'er...... Your only apprentice......"

Yang Nan mourned in his heart, pinched his fingers lightly, and gently clamped the Xuanxi small sword, he knelt down to offer the small sword, raised his face, and said sadly: "Master, take a look, didn't you still make my appearance on Baiyun Peak and Absolute Star Cliff......?"

"You...... Good face and good ......" Bu Xuan raised his pure eyes in confusion, stared at Yang Nan for a long time, turned his head and looked at the pocket sand man on the Peerless Star Cliff where the sand was full of gravel, and suddenly scratched his head suspiciously, his eyes showed a look of memory, and he didn't dare to say uncertainly: "You are Nan'er?"

"Yes! Nan'er is late......

Yang Nan nodded affirmatively, pointed to himself and said, "Master, look at it, how can there be two people in the world who are so similar......? It's Nan'er who has grown up......"

"It's really Nan'er...... You're really Nan'er......" Bu Xuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and muttered, "Yes...... You are Nan'er...... Nan'er has grown up...... I should have remembered...... How could you forget?"

The scattered memories suddenly poured into my mind like a tide, and Bu Xuan suddenly changed from a young child to the former famous Yang Emperor Holy Venerable!

Two strings of crystal clear tears slowly fell from her pink cheeks, and she shook her head with a sad expression: "Nan'er has grown up...... But the master has become smaller, I ...... I hate it...... Woohoo......"

Bu Xu's expression was sad, and she instantly fell on the sand and cried silently, the crystal tears were originally the condensation of spiritual energy, the more tears flowed, the more dim the aura on her body became, but in the blink of an eye, the little spirit began to gradually dissipate.

"It's not good! Master's memory is scattered, and no matter how sad the feelings are, the soul will only fly away, Miao Yuan, and help me!"

Yang Nan knew that what was sad at this time was not that she had become smaller, but that the elite of the Dao Sect was the big pain in her heart!

Once upon a time, how majestic was the Yang Emperor Buxu who dominated the world?

Who knew that today, he has become a sinner of the Taoist Sect for thousands of years......

"The elephant is invisible, to the yin and yang, all kinds of wonderful laws, tolerance is clear, ......"

Inside the Ring of Creation, Fairy Miaoyuan heard Lang Jun's call, and immediately surged up a huge immortal power, injecting half a ring to pure yin power into the Ring of Creation.

"Born with a yang, the Tao is full of vitality, gather my law seal, and the magic is endless!"

Yang Nan took off the nine immortal treasures on his body, and instantly condensed into the Infinite Dao Seal with huge yang power, injecting half a ring into the ring of creation to strong yang power!

Yin power, yang power, the two forces are like two angry dragons rolling and playing, the ring of creation contains yin and yang, and life and death are decided internally, under the delicate balance, a little fairy light pours down from the ring, and the body of the primordial spirit who is scattered and dim has such a powerful help, and finally gradually stabilizes.

The crying gradually stopped, Bu Xuan opened his eyes slightly, stared at the disciple he loved most in his life, his beautiful face showed a slight look of despair, and he silently shook his head and sighed: "Nan'er, don't waste fairy power, I am now a poor day, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, if the Yuan Shen is not damaged, with your immortal level today, it can still be saved, but unfortunately, my Yuan Shen is scattered, and the soul is half gone, it is better to let me re-enter the reincarnation......"

Yang Nan controlled the Ring of Creation, and shouted with a sad look in his eyes: "Master, I am not in the way, the teacher's kindness is deep, and it is difficult to repay the powder, now Nan'er is already a Heavenly Immortal Progression, and the Fruit of Creation and Transformation! If I can't even save my master, what can I do by cultivating the Immortal Dao? If Nan'er is not saved when he sees death, it is really better to be a pig and a dog!!

"Catastrophe, catastrophe...... Nan'er was born to create a god, the only person in the Three Realms, because of my incident, there have been many variables since then...... How can I bear it?"

Bu Xu, who was fully nourished by the Creation Ring, couldn't help but burst into tears, and the pain was unbearable again......

Heavenly Immortal Position, Creation Fruit, no more than a thousand years, Yang Nan will definitely be better than Lao Jun, even the old enemy Yang Lan's destruction of the true body is far inferior to Yang Nan's four bodies in one, and there are many artifacts!

In the heavens and on the ground, no one has ever had such a way as Yang Nan, and Yang Nan's speed of entering the realm is not only secretly staggering to the monks in the world, but even the old enemies Yang Lan and Wuwei Laojun are also jealous!

Among the three masters, Lao Jun's avenue is exhausted, and Yang Lanwei can be terrifying, but Yang Nan is the leader and has infinite potential!

However, Bu Qiao's injuries are so serious that she is on the verge of annihilation, and if Yang Nan wants to save her, it is not something that can be done overnight!

In the past, Yang Nan's physical body was shattered, and he still had to go all out to find the seven pure spirit flowers, wait for the opportunity for a hundred years, and use all the power of the human world to get away with recovering his physical body.

Now that Bu Xu's injury is ten times greater than Yang Nan's, how many years will it take to cure her?

Millennium, 10,000 years, and the three help of the Ring of Creation, the Infinite Dao Seal, and the Miaoyuan Fairy, will never stop?

This will undoubtedly hinder Yang Nan's entry into the country, and he can't be distracted by the general trend of the world.

Yang Nan wept and smiled: "Master, in the past, it was you who achieved Nan'er, today it is Nan'er who made you, you and I are both masters and apprentices, but also Taoist companions, this calamity is also the destiny of heaven, how can I abandon it? Don't care what he dominates, Nan'er doesn't care at all, as long as he can save his master, he will ask me to abandon and rebuild without complaint!"

She was extremely emotional, stretched out her hand slightly, and wanted to hold the hand of her beloved apprentice, but in the blink of an eye, the scattered and numerous thoughts in her mind suddenly changed, and she forgot everything before, and suddenly became a little child again!

"Hey, Nan'er, why are you crying? hehe...... Don't cry, you've grown up, come on, come on, Shizun has prepared another gift for you this time, do you like it or not?"

Innocent, sweet and lovely, Bu Xuan suddenly jumped towards Yang Nan, this step almost stepped out of the edge of the ring of creation, Yang Nan took a big jump, hurriedly greeted him, and said: "Master, I'm here, don't walk around!"

"You are still such a small ghost, you dare to take charge of the master!" Buxu grinned, picked up the dark sword in the palm of his hand like a treasure, handed it to Yang Nan with a serious face, and carefully admonished: "This is an artifact!" Nan'er, your mana is still weak, and your temperament is arrogant, you are afraid that bad people will bully you when you go out, Shizun finally got this divine sword, you bring it quickly, do you know?"

Heavy color Xuanxuan, its name Haotian!

There is a heavy prison inside, and the merit is in the opening of the sky!

Yang Nan stared at it, and his heart was shocked, this dark color sword was clearly the Haotian Divine Sword in Yang Lan's hand!

Haotian, Zhentian, and Kaitian, the three divine swords are combined into one, and they are the Xuantian Sword of the Eight Treasures of Emperor Xuandi!

The power of the Xuantian Divine Sword is really the first in the Three Realms!

However, a mere Haotian sword was exchanged for the lives of the Yang Emperor, the lives of the saints, and the number of Taoist qi, no matter how strong and precious this sword was, how could it be worth such a weight?