The immortals watching the battle were stunned, they didn't know the reason for this weather, but they faintly felt extraordinary.

The other generation's divine thoughts exchanged, and before they could explore it carefully, they saw that demonic young man, dressed in plain clothes, with a tall figure, flying in the wind.

During this sneer, the sound spread all over the sea on all sides, and the heavy mist was shaken.

"True Immortal Meaning!"

Yuan Zhang's eyes were lost and he muttered.

He only felt that there was a flame burning in his chest, and he seemed to have returned to the years when he had not become a true immortal.

At that time, there was no 'one day and one moon in the mountains, one jiazi in the world', and there was no one eye for ten thousand years, and the vicissitudes of life.

Step by step on the true immortal, knock on the Dao heart, and understand the meaning of the true immortal, naturally there is no endless leisurely state of mind after attaining immortality.

However, it is worth remembering.

Lu Bei was the first in the Netherworld, trapped by the spirit in the cold and ice prison, and got a glimpse of the true meaning of immortality by sitting and forgetting.

That artistic conception is the helplessness of being controlled by others, the torment of painful years, and the hesitation in the face of the first heartbeat.

Therefore, he can delay the movement of the magic circle for a moment with the finger of the passing year, and then escape the confinement.

After all, a painful life is often a long time.

Later, Lu Bei traveled all the way, and almost all the lands of the four continents of the Earth Immortal Realm had left his footprints.

In Penglai in the East China Sea, he saw fishing and ploughing, working at sunrise and resting at sunset...... has also given birth to ordinary mortals, 10,000 years is too long, seizing the day.

In Beiju Luzhou, when he realized that his teacher was calculating himself, a Dao heart also struggled and wandered, and he couldn't help himself.

Away from hating the sky, too illusory and outside, facing the two regrets of life, not getting and having lost...... He also struggled painfully and was weak-willed.

In the end, I chose to be in Xiniu Hezhou, and I chose on a certain boat, well, and broke the jar.

Dongsheng Shenzhou, he saw two mountain gods who were loyal and righteous...... Two tragic lives, deeply moved.

......

The so-called red dust is all-encompassing.

Almost every one of us is struggling in this rolling red dust, and on the one hand, our minds pursue detachment and open-mindedness, but on the other hand, we cannot break free from the shackles and fetters of reality.

So what is cultivation, finding a cave to stay for thousands of years, is cultivation?

Well, in that case, let's just go to jail.

The roads we have walked, the people we have met, the things we have thought about, the choices we have struggled with, and the warmth that we have touched...... All of this, after going through tribulations, and finally reaching the perfection of personality and ability, in a certain sense, this is practice.

The Tao is practiced, and the Tao is practiced, and once the Tao is reached, the magic power is self-contained.

"The red dust is three thousand feet, and the fate is like a long one. ”

Hearing these generous and heroic words, the immortals looked complicated and didn't know what to say.

On the jade face of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, the innocent childishness is gone, and she is faintly moved by her heart.

A doubt not only came to mind.

Is this person really a murderous, bloodthirsty and ruthless demon?

Yang Chan's eyes were gloomy, with a hint of amazement on her dignified and bright jade face.

She should be able to understand this person a little, Lu Bei faced the power of the Three Realms such as the pure yang real person, and the pressure in her heart can be imagined.

After all, even the second brother once said that if he really started, he and Chunyang Zhenren should win or lose.

Thinking of this, Yang Chan just sighed.

In my heart, after all, there are still some regrets.

Back then, on Penglai Island, this person talked about cause and effect, which showed that the Dao heart was firm and the heart was outstanding, but now in order to protect himself, he has cultivated the Demon Dao...... After all, it's a sad thing.

Position of the Dharma Table.

I saw that blood-colored palm print, transported from the bottom up.

The initial blood aura of the blood mark was extremely strong, and even formed a scarlet blood cloud.

As far as the immortals could see, they felt a sense of annoyance and disgust.

But with the condensation of the wonderful artistic conception on the body of the young man in white, this bloody blood gradually became transparent like water, and finally dispersed.

The young man in white stood up with one palm, like a giant holding the sky with one hand, and was not afraid of the Buddha who came down.

"Boom. ”

As the sound of shaking the void sounded, only the streamer was shattered, and everything was silent.

Break it with one palm!

"This ......"

"Da Luo Daozun's will is broken like this?"

All the immortals scattered, their faces were surprised, and they felt unbelievable.

The corners of Yuan Zhang's mouth twitched, and his majestic and deep face changed color.

Lu Bei is not complacent.

First, the Golden Buddha was originally a trace of the will of Daluo, and with the help of the boundless Buddha sound, it was not the real will of the Western World-Honored One.

If it weren't for the strange blood of his body, I'm afraid this wisp of Da Luo's will would not have been alarmed.

Even so, the upper limit of its power is only comparable to the attack of the Immortal True Immortal.

Obviously, Mo Miaojialan's words are suspected of exaggeration.

Well, he can also understand, and he uses words to shake the enemy's mind, and he often uses this trick.

And Mo Miaojialan's little trouble just gave him a wake-up call.

In this mythical world, the power of an immortal holding an acquired spiritual treasure is often multiplied.

The hole card method is not something exclusive to his Lu Bei, and others may also have it.

Today, this Mo Miao is a fairy Jialan, if it is ...... What about Wei Tuo holding the Acquired Spirit Treasure?

Compared to the innate spirit treasure, at least the golden immortal can exert some of its power.

And the acquired spirit treasure is undoubtedly the immortal true immortal, the most convenient magic weapon.

Of course, it's not that the innate spirit treasure is not as powerful as the acquired spirit treasure, in short, no matter how good the good thing is, if you can't use it, it's useless.

This is also crooked!

Lu Bei smiled coldly, looking at Mo Miaojia Lan with a frightened expression in the distance, and his eyes focused on which of the six pure bamboos.

"It's a good baby. ”

Mo Miaojialan's expression was not very good-looking, and her eyes were already solemn.

His supernatural powers were broken, and there was a trace of worry in his heart.

At this moment, there was a cold drink.

"Calling the wind, calling the rain. ”

The rain splashed down all over the sky, and the red wind and black raindrops suddenly appeared, dense as a note, and the rain curtain was deeply locked, almost filling the entire forbidden space.

Drops of raindrops, as heavy as a thousand pounds, fell on Mo Miaojialan.

Mo Miaojia Lan roared again and again, and sacrificed six pure bamboos and struck them again and again.

However, inky raindrops, thousands of which appeared in the void, could not be avoided.

Especially in the West Sea, such a place where water travel is full of inspiration, it adds three points of power.

Mo Miaojialan's face was pale at first, and then gradually had an abnormal ruddyness, until, "Poof......" vomited blood.

His man slammed into the void like a floc in the wind.

Mo Miaojialan's face was as pale as paper, and she held six pure bamboos tightly in her hands, and her eyes were deep and frightened.

He, Mo Miao, was under the hands of this son, and he had no power to fight back.

Hateful!

Mo Miaojialan was extremely aggrieved in his heart, he saw with his own eyes the appearance of the person in front of him as a mortal.

It is in this Western Sea...... Now, that's it, that's it.

Mo Miao was about to admit defeat.

But I saw a white lightning bolt, crackling, and flying quickly.

At this moment, Lu Bei didn't care about Mo Miao's thoughts at this time, but a trace of innate thunder popped out of his fingers.

The lace stretched into a thread, weaving a prison net, and wrapped tightly around the people of Mo Miaojialan.

Mo Miao snorted, and before he could speak, he found that his dantian and the spirit platform were tightly bound by a white ring.

The white ring, unbreakable, and the breath that escapes from time to time is extremely fierce and violent.

"This is an innate breath?"

Mo Miaojialan was shocked.

In his hand, he has an acquired spirit treasure made of innate spiritual materials, and he is naturally familiar with the innate aura.

And although the thunder emitted by Lu Bei is the origin of innate thunder, it gives Mo Miao a supreme innate aura.

At this time, Mo Miao didn't have time to think about it and looked up.

Seeing Lu Bei looking at himself in the distance, he felt a chill in his heart, and shouted: "The poor monk admits defeat." ”

"It's late. ”

Lu Bei sneered.

Sure enough, as Mo Miao admits defeat, a mysterious traction force from the void suddenly descends on Mo Miao Jialan.

It is the prohibition arranged by the Human Position Dharma Platform and the Yuan Chapter that wants to move Mo Miaojialan out.

However, Mo Miaojia Lan only flew into the air, but it flew in the direction where Lu Bei was.

The prison net formed by the origin of innate thunder tore Mo Miao over.