You're laughing too soon. The young man with an inch head looked at the calm eyes of the Holy Ancestor, and the wisp of disdain on Gu Jing Bubo's face, and smiled quietly in his heart.

He has always believed that the person who laughs the most is the most beautiful person.

Five Elements Phantom Array, everything in the town is an illusion, and it cannot be attacked, otherwise under the traction of the qi machine, not only will the phantom array change from the virtual to the real, causing the formation to change, so that the formation breaker will fall into a dangerous situation, and there will also be some incredible real wonders.

......

The Holy Ancestor crossed the female ghost without looking back, although the female ghost was terrifying, but there was no murderous aura, this subtle difference was naturally concealed for people of his realm, and he wanted to find out the real attack hidden in the phantom array, instead of dancing with the wind and attacking with the phantom attack of the phantom array, this is the mentality of a formation breaker.

Silently looking at the surrounding scenery, the Holy Ancestor calculated the changes in the Nine Palaces and Five Elements.

Outside of him, there were still shadows of trees, red light, but there was a faint thunder rolling overhead, as if the thunder was moving with him this day.

However, the Holy Ancestor knew that the real hidden killing machine was in the dark and invisible place.

Da Mo put on such a formation, understanding that if he wants to face the other side, it depends on his own ability.

Hmph! The Holy Ancestor couldn't help but sneer, Da Mo, you wait!

**

A large area of chaotic soul fire surged out, a large amount of general spiritual power rolled, the center of the eyebrows flashed, and a bright light burned and lit up at the center of Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows, as if the third eye was opened, a colorful butterfly rose from the dantian, fluttering from Zhuo Bufan's eyebrows, and the spiritual light jumped out quickly, like a moth to a fire. It is like swimming in the ocean of fire.

At the same time, the fire controlled by the people in the Huashan Cultivation Realm, whether it was the ordinary fire or the unique heart fire cultivated by the cultivators, all swayed in one direction, as if they were worshipping.

Sky lanterns!

It is a unique stage of Chaos Soul Fire, just like the enthronement ceremony of the king, before lighting the sky lantern, the Chaos Soul Fire is only the crown prince at most, and it is not a real king. But once the lantern is lit, it is like officially ascending the throne and becoming a true king.

For the Chaos Soul Fire itself, the so-called sky lantern is actually to erect a target. It's like having navigation lights in the dark to make a ship move safely.

The Colorful Spirit King did not take advantage of the fire to rob this time. It's very well-behaved. But Chunshui Butterfly is still a greedy child, as long as there is sugar, it will not let go.

Looking at it, Xu Lao felt very satisfied, the spring butterfly has grown up again, and it is more colorful.

At this time. A pale red light fell from the sky, enveloping Zhuo Bufan's body in it, and those pure yang divine crow flames that originally surrounded Zhuo Bufan came into contact with it. Immediately, the disappearance dissipated, and clouds of black smoke burst out.

The spring water butterfly flew proudly, like a peacock, and opened its own opening screen, and in an instant, all the Shura fire crows made an inexplicable sound in an instant, and exploded into clouds of black smoke.

Just in the blink of an eye, the full sky of the incense burner was completely dimmed, and the pure yang crow fire that originally came out endlessly died down at this time, and they no longer dared to take a step beyond the thunder pool, hiding in the incense burner and not daring to come out, they were all ownerless fires, and the original owner exerted great magic powers to stay in the copper incense burner for future generations to borrow, but when they really met the king of fire, future generations could not really control it.

As soon as the old Taoist priest looked up in a daze, he saw a colorful butterfly hanging in the air, and the red light was refracted by the butterfly's wings.

It was like a stunning beauty with a graceful demeanor, she was not very old, about fifteen or sixteen years old, but her eyebrows were picturesque, beautiful, and her water-colored clothes seemed to be fluttering in the breeze of the slanting sun, like a fairy who was about to fly in the wind at any time.

"Sky lantern!" the old Taoist priest suddenly exclaimed, and a cloud of strange light at the back of the copper incense burner flooded the mouth of the furnace and disappeared completely.

The murderous aura is stronger!

If there is no singing voice from the sky, under the cliff, Zhuo Bufan's back is stretched very long, very straight, and his face is still not half of the joy, anger and sorrow, as if he is walking on the road insignificant passers-by, the cliff is quiet around the cliff.

Huashan Xiuzhen Realm is even quieter.

Since leaving the Zhuo family, Zhuo Bufan's heart has never tried to be so peaceful as at this moment.

In his eyes, the surrounding trees were swaying, swaying green leaves and red flowers were dotted under the cool and half-withered yellow leaves, and in the distance, under the trees were spread layer after layer of dead leaves, full of slaughter.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he saw the beauty of this world that he had always ignored.

This kind of beauty is very pure, without a trace of artificiality, in this world, every tree, every afterglow of the sunset, every fallen leaf, is so beautiful, so pure, like "inlay" in the eyes of people, so profound.

In his eyes, the world has never been so beautiful.

An inexplicable joy rose leisurely from the depths of my heart.

It's not joy because of what you've gained, it's not uplifted because you're getting rid of something, it's a simple joy, a joy of being carefree, having no other self, being at ease.

Zhuo Bufan was stunned and finally understood the meaning of turning on the sky lantern.

The past is so untouchable, the future does not exist, only the moment in front of us is eternal.

Xu Lao couldn't help but burst into tears, the moment he had been waiting for all his life finally came.

"The swallows are flying south, and I will wait for you by the lake on the day of spring next year!"

The sky of Tianchi Lake is still so quiet, so beautiful, the geese lined up in a "human" shape, skimming the lake, but the most important person waiting for has never looked back.

Zhuo Bufan turned his head, the light in his eyes turned bright, and he suddenly said coldly: "Old Xu, you have lost weight." ”

Then Zhuo Bufan looked up at the sky, and he saw a temple built in the sky, and at the top of the roof beam, there was an empty nest left by a swallow.

Is this a dream?

For the first time, Zhuo Bufan entered Xu Lao's heart.

"You're peeping. Nerve Huang had a different opinion, and said very seriously, in fact, he was ironizing Zhuo Bufan for not respecting human rights, Zhuo Bufan had also encountered such a scene at the beginning, and he also asked for it.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything. "It was not Zhuo Bufan who spoke, but Mo Xiaoye, who treated Zhuo Bufan the same as before.

Xu Lao couldn't help but hide his face and burst into tears.

Well, you've finally been caught hurting your feet!But don't be complacent, you're in good hands! Wait, right now! Don't forget what time it is!

Damn stinky boy!

"Poof, poof, poof......"

The heavy stomping on the ground with one step at a time is reminiscent of the terrifying rhythm of death.

Although the footsteps of the old Taoist priest are so heavy on the ground, but when he stepped on the ground, he did not leave half a trace of footprints, which made people wonder why this would happen, in the case of a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, stepping on the ground so hard, that is, sinking the whole foot into the ground is unknown, but now it is like stepping on the snow without a trace?

......

Yan Chizun left, Xu Yanzi also wanted to go, looking at the eyes in the distance, he suddenly paused and said to Shi Daodao: "Shi Daoyou, have you seen that old guy's sky lantern?"

"No, I didn't. "Shi Daoren is very simple, when he was young, he watched a scene, but he never saw the old guy really come out of the sky lantern.

You must know that Lu Dao, the master of the cultivation realm, unless it is a last resort, or the old guy comes to the door, who wants to see his sky lantern!

"I took a look. Su Yuzi said calmly.

"A glance!?" Shi Daoren said in shock, completely unable to believe his ears.

"Before that old fellow escaped from the world, I sneaked up to his Danshi Cliff, was received by him, and looked at him from a distance, just one glance, and I immediately left! He didn't stop me, but when I went down the mountain, I fell into the stinky ditch!"

Stinky gutters?

"Hehe!" Shi Dao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Friendly eyesight of Su Yu Zi Dao!"

In private, Shi Daoren secretly thought, the legend is that the old guy will be revenged, and it is true, just a glance, he fell into the stinky ditch, what kind of hatred does this have, with so much effort, but also to perform a "god" battle?

No wonder Su Yuzi doesn't have a good impression of the old guy.

However, he was wrong.

"The old guy is cold inside and hot outside, and his heart is also broad-minded! His strength is extraordinary, but I can't figure it out, why would he not be able to survive the catastrophe?"

Back then, what the hell was going on, characters like the old guy couldn't survive the catastrophe, and many people with lower strength than him successfully crossed the catastrophe and soared, but why didn't the old guy survive?

Su Yanzi still thinks about it, and he can't figure it out.

"You mean the Great Mo ?——," the stone man woke up in shock.

"I don't know. Su Yuzi said calmly, as if what he said just now was not what he said.

Who are you? Is it a person or an organization? Shi Dao Man sighed secretly.

For thousands of years, from the birth of Da Mo to the present, no one has yet figured out his identity.

Although the other masters of the Yuan Infant Stage present were confused, they faintly understood more about the horror of Da Mo.

But who is the old guy?

A group of people is inexplicable.

"Roar!"

A shout came from the mouth of the old Taoist priest, and I saw that his whole body was shaken, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.

Then, I saw that the purple sword above his head suddenly shone brightly, shrinking back like a tide, and at the last time, it completely shrank to one place, huddled together, and the purple light in the sky suddenly dissipated, shrinking, as if a giant dragon was absorbing water, and all of them were sucked into a sword blade as white as autumn water.

Huashan cultivates the true realm, and suddenly it is quiet again!

Then, an incredible scene appeared. (To be continued......)