Thousands of miles away, the west of the Central Plains, the yellow sand everywhere, boundless, the extreme eye goes, a huge snow-white mountain range is like an ancient dragon, lying horizontally in the place where heaven and earth meet, the clouds are ethereal, people are daunted, this is the Kunlun Mountains that are known as the immortals separated by the world.

In the west, the majestic Kunlun, Zengcheng ninefold, up to the Yao Chi secluded realm, there are ten thousand weak waters, it is the place where Zhong Ling Liuxiu is between heaven and earth, and almost no one in the world knows this has been rumored to be "heaven on earth" since ancient times The land of the immortal family, countless ordinary people come to visit, but sigh and go, not to mention the Taiyi fairy path of Kunlun, the three worlds of the sky, the changes are endless, just like the Shu road of Shu Mountain, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, others want to go to Kunlun, then pass through this Taiyi fairy path, this is also the only road to Kunlun, that is, before the Kunlun Mountains, this vast sea of sand, since ancient times, I don't know how many people who want to seek heaven and worship Kunlun ordinary people.

Kunlun, as a giant of the Xuanmen of the immortal cultivation world, guards the land of the Western Wilderness of Shenzhou, and it is precisely with the existence and deterrence of Kunlun that the demons and monsters in the wild land of Liuhe in the West Pole of Shenzhou dare not set foot in the land of Middle Earth, and the disciples of Kunlun are more pure-hearted and have few desires, stay away from the red dust, be self-disciplined and self-disciplined, and retreat from the world. However, although Kunlun disciples rarely haunt the world, once they make a move, with the three-foot Qingfeng in their hands, they crisscross the mountains and rivers, and eliminate demons and demons, all of them are crying.

In the past hundreds of years, although the number of immortal cultivators in Shushan has been unprecedentedly prosperous, there is a faint trend of the world's sect leaders, but when it comes to strength, Kunlun, a behemoth of all ages, is not inferior to Shushan, in the world of cultivating immortals, the Xuanmen Quartet giants, the southern Luofu Fanyin Temple, the important place of Buddhism, and the world, and Binglan Cloud Pavilion, far away in the northern wilderness, drifting without a trace, low-key, only Kunlun and Shushan look at each other from afar, and they are in court.

And at this moment, in the sky, an extremely dim golden light passed quickly, and when it reached this land of yellow sand, it fell from mid-air.

A small ding, with countless shocking cracks on its surface, also slowly fell from the air onto the yellow sand.

Looking at the master's weak Yang God who almost turned into a virtual shadow, Yun Tianfeng was frightened and frightened in his heart, and the whole person was confused, although many days had passed, but everything that happened on Leiling Mountain that day was like a nightmare, and it was entangled in his heart, but a strong and incomparably strong monstrous delusion that occupies the entire Three Souls and Seven Spirits, such a power! Under the sky, above the trillion people, who does not aspire?

At this moment, what kind of immortal immortal, what kind of ethereal words of the Great Dao, and the concept of being permeated since childhood, all of them were left behind, and this Kunlun boy felt that kind of brilliant heavenly might, and suddenly fell asleep -- those ethereal words, since ancient times, how many people have been able to do them? Since the thousands of years of official history recorded in the world of cultivating immortals, who has been able to soar? How can there be immortals in the world! The so-called immortals are just those whose Dao deeds are strong enough to affect the operation of the Heavenly Dao!

The young man couldn't help but be fascinated, if he also reached such a height, how would he feel when he stood above the clouds and overlooked this vast world at that time? As soon as he thought of this, Yun Tianfeng's heart thumped, and the endless desires that followed, but would he have such a day, he also knew that his qualifications were everywhere in Kunlun, and his only advantage was that he had the talent of an alchemist, compared to the young uncle who was accompanied by the stars and the moon in Qionghua Palace, that chasm seemed to be something that he would never be able to overcome, and suddenly, a bold evil thought jumped into his heart, Yun Tianfeng suddenly shook his spirit, and came to his senses, Immeasurable Tianzun, how could he have such an evil thought！

Hearing Tianyaozi's inaudible and incomparably weak moan, Yun Tianfeng said in a trembling voice: "Master, there is Kunlun ahead, you old man can hold on." ”

Yun Tianfeng was anxious, he knew that the heavenly medicine was almost destroyed by the heavenly thunder, not only the physical body was destroyed, but even the yang god was on the verge of dissipation, although the immortal cultivators in the humane period were called half-immortal bodies, the divine powers were vast, and the yang gods were immortal, so they could take away and rebuild, but in the face of the power of the brilliant heaven and earth, the immortal cultivators in the humane period were just ants! Yangshen Avenue, the second step of immortals, but it is not an immortal and immortal existence, when encountering a blow far beyond their own realm, they will also be beaten to the death of the form and god, this point, since ancient times, so many immortal cultivators have failed to cross the catastrophe, and the death path has been confirmed early, perhaps, only the legendary immortal who has crossed the catastrophe, against such a mighty Tianwei, there is a fight.

Immortals?

As soon as he thought of this, Yun Tianfeng's blood couldn't help but surge into his heart again, and the evil thought from before, like a seed sprouting, took root in his heart and broke through the ground......

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Tianyaozi's heart is extremely bitter at this moment, his body is destroyed, the yang god is greatly damaged, and the breath of heavenly thunder is even more like a maggot on the tarsal bone, destroying his yang god all the time, as if he is not dying, the heavenly thunder is righteous, and it has been the natural enemy of all gods and souls since ancient times, not to mention that this is not an ordinary heavenly thunder, but a three-color divine thunder that he has to face when he enters the first Qing Great Red Heaven Taiqing Realm in the Sanqing Dao Realm! Thirty-nine Heavenly Tribulation, but what he has never thought about is not that he does not want to forge ahead, but that he still has self-knowledge, and with his own potential, he can reach the humane period, which is already the limit, otherwise he would not have gone to great lengths to refine the "Tianyuan Divine Pill", so that he ended up like this, without his physical body, no matter how powerful his Yang God is, it is not a matter of time before his soul is scattered in the face of this destructive thunder breath.

At this moment, the Heavenly Medicine Zifang came to his senses, and he was remorseful and gloomy, what if he allowed himself to successfully refine the "Tianyuan Divine Pill"? In the face of such heaven and earth thunder, would he have the courage to resist? How far away and what a fascinating existence is the Crossing Immortal...... Perhaps, with all his life's energy, he will not be able to reach that realm...... Tianyaozi sighed, and in the depths of his memory, the two figures seemed to appear in front of him again.

How many years, three hundred years ago, or four hundred years ago, I still vaguely remember that year, the guy in Qionghua Palace, and the madman in Shushan made an appointment to fight on the top of Kunlun, one was as white as snow, and the other was a sword against the dust, and finally attracted the catastrophe, snapping his fingers and thundering, and drifted away in the catastrophe, no one knew the victory, but since then, there have been two more immortals in the Xuanmen, and that battle shocked the entire immortal cultivation world, which can be described as earth-shattering...... I am also a person of that era, but I can only look up.

In this world, who wants to be depressed all their lives? Who doesn't want to live a colorful and colorful life?

The road to eternal life, the avenue is endless, the same achievement, must bear the same price, there is never a shortcut or wonderful, this is a lonely avenue, but, when the strength of countless boring time accumulation, showing in some moments, radiating a brilliant dazzling brilliance, let their figure, in that era to leave a heavy stroke, such brilliance, who does not want to have?

I only felt that the yang god was gradually weakening, and the divine consciousness was gradually hazy, and Tianyaozi looked back on the ups and downs of his life, and suddenly there was an indescribable vicissitudes and unwillingness, and he was like this, dying silently, without a trace of waves?

But what can be done now? unless it is rebuilt......

Suddenly, Tianyaozi seemed to return to the light, his eyes regained his vitality, and he looked at the stunned beloved disciple in front of him with great complexity.

Although his own apprentice qualifications are not excellent, he is also one of the best talents in the Xuanmen, and the most important thing is that he is born with a strong fire, and he has refined the true fire of Samadhi, which is an amazing talent for himself! Although he is an alchemist, he does not have the talent of such an alchemist, and he is only refining the pill with the help of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Ding's fire alchemy, if there is no Nine Dragons Divine Fire Ding to help, even if he has an empty alchemy experience, it will not help.

If you take away Yun'er's physical body, then not only can your alchemy go further, but also your Taoism can go to the next level, although you have re-cultivated, but you have already refined the Yang God and stepped into the humane period again, it is only a matter of time, and it is precisely this young body that has time......

The world of cultivating immortals may be disgraced because of who is missing, but it will not be the world of cultivating immortals because of who is missing, at this moment, who would have thought that this Xuanmen authentic sect, the master and apprentice of Kunlun Immortal Sect, are actually ghosts?

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Yun Tianfeng is not stupid, on the contrary, Yun Tianfeng is a scheming teenager, this kind of city, far beyond his age, he resents everyone in Kunlun, including the heavenly medicine who is as kind to himself as a mountain, he will not forget that day when he dies, he is six years old, when he successfully refined the true fire of Samadhi, the whole Kunlun was a sensation, countless praises, just because of the trace of fire beating on the fingertips, the master of the Kunlun Eight Palaces has supreme expectations for him, the status of the alchemist is a noble existence in the Xuanmen, this, he has known since then, and he is also very happy because of it, from that moment, he knows, Kunlun, the young generation, he will be the pride of the sky.

However, before he could come back to his senses, everyone, including the master, was shocked by the eight-year-old child who sat at the top of the Heavenly Silence Mystery Dao of the Three Realms, once enlightened, and pulled up the immortal treasure of the Town Realm, that child, the newly accepted disciple of Qionghua Palace, Murong Longyou.

As if in a dream, when he woke up, he found that everything had changed, completely changed, he was like a good girl, crying and laughing, and he didn't know whether the joy and sorrow were his own, or a kind of pity, when everyone's eyes fell on the person who was accompanied by the stars and the moon, who noticed the child standing in the main hall of Qionghua Palace at that time, lonely and clenched his fists?

From the moment he came to this deserted place covered with yellow sand, and just met the complicated eyes of the master, Yun Tianfeng knew the plan in the master's heart, he pretended to be the six gods and had no master, and he also successfully concealed the eyes of the heavenly medicine.

"Feng'er, come over to be by the teacher's side, perhaps, after today, you won't be able to see the master, let me take a good look at you again. Tianyaozi said warmly.

This suddenly, the warmth of the master and apprentice that he had never had before, but it made Yun Tianfeng's heart, like a cold wind blowing, full of enthusiasm, and gradually cooled down.

"Master......!" Yun Tianfeng let out a sad sigh, but he took a few steps back, and then, in the astonishment of the Heavenly Medicine, the True Immortal Ding on the ground, the divine light suddenly burst out, and before he could react, he had already sucked his Yang God into the Ding.

"Criminal!! you dare to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor!" Tianyaozi was frightened, as if he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, was this still the apprentice he was familiar with?

The distorted and indifferent face, the mocking evil smile on the lips, made anyone who saw it shudder, this was clearly a demon in human skin, where is a person!

"The last medicine of the Tianyuan Divine Pill Heaven and Earth Thunder can be replaced by the Yang God of the cultivator, Master, you can go with confidence, the disciples will remember your teachings. ”

Yun Tianfeng suddenly laughed wildly, but after a while, he coughed, that face went from white to red, tears flashing in his eyes, what kind of mood was that?

Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly—

He turned around indifferently, and the monstrous flames slowly rose from the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Ding, although it was only a few breaths, and the terrible curse slowly stopped.

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The dry and bitter wind blew through, raising the yellow sand in the sky, and the scorched black traces were quietly submerged, and in the vast sea of sand, the buried white bones were occasionally revealed, and the hollow heads and open mouths seemed to tell something.

Perhaps, under the long yellow sand, there are always white bones embracing each other, but no one will remember the former elegance and youthful frivolity.