Chapter 382 Shengye? Dead? ?

The ancestor of the soldier's skill door was originally a master of the world's Tiangong Lu family. He was proficient in the manufacturing of civil organs. Later, he was taken away by the Yuan Tu's ancestor and helped him build the Beidou Heavenly Palace. Over the years, he also figure out the mysterious means of the Yuan Tu's ancestor to practice the puppets, and then the Yuan Tu's ancestor had a big war with the Abi Taoist. The wind of the Xuanling Palace dissipated, and the ancestor of the skill gate also returned to the world with Jiang Baihu and others, creating a line of soldiers.

So, although the world is big, among the many survivors of the Beidou Heavenly Palace in those years, only the ancestor of Xiahou's consistent lineage, secretly left a detailed map of entering and leaving the Beidou Heavenly Palace.

This time, Xiahou has always been desperate. He finally found the location of the Beidou Heavenly Palace in the stars. He tried his best to break into it, but before he could go out of a garden, he was waved his sleeve and thrown out by Yuan Tu's ancestor. It can be said that he spent his whole life's painstaking efforts. At this time, as soon as he heard that Pang Taishi and others wanted to join hands to deal with Yuan Tu's ancestor, there was no reason to rely on it, so he immediately made it clear the way to go to the outside world.

Then he took the six Tibetan monks in the overturned temple, took the Yuantu ancestor to the Yinshan War, and went to the alien sea. He wanted to divide the army into two ways, broke the heavenly palace, and cut off the back road of the Yuantu ancestor. Unexpectedly, the Taishang Xuanling Beidou Heavenly Palace was originally arranged by Yuan Tu's ancestor with countless efforts to continue the fundamental importance of his own line of Taoism. At the beginning, only a dozen stars in the sky were refined. Inside and outside the heavenly palace, there were countless forbidden laws, which had already been created by him like magic weapons.

In terms of cultivation, the six Tibetans of the overturned temple are all reincarnations for several generations. The great virtues of great achievements in this generation. On Mount Xumi, the status is only ranked under the old monks in black who have been practiced as a big wish to hold the gods. They are old opponents with several ancestors of the sea of nose blood. The magic power of any one person is with Luohu. The difference seems to be.

Although the Beidou Heavenly Palace is heavily forbidden, it has lost the Yuantu ancestor's personal seat. With the power of these six people, under the joint attack, it will definitely not last for too long. However, for countless years, the Beidou Heavenly Palace has been illuminated by the stars of Zhou Tian, and every inch of the Heavenly Palace has been soaked by star power. Moreover, when he came out this time, Yuan Tu's ancestor has closed the palace. For example, the peeping pool and so on that Xiahou had always sneaked in before were also blocked. As soon as there was external force, he immediately launched the virtual Before a few people forcibly cross the outer meteorite circle, a large heavenly palace has turned into a meteorite, which is directly hidden into the depths of the sea of stars, and no longer knows where it is.

With these people, they came and went to the void for no reason. After several fruitless searches, they had to go back empty-handed. Just in time, the old monk in black used his magic power to fight against the Yuan Tu ancestor.

"Wang Chan, my body is still under the sea of blood, and the yuan god only has this wisp. I want to challenge the masters of the world as before, but I can't." Yuan Tu's eyes flashed, and suddenly he spoke faintly to Wang Chan behind him, with a calm look on his face. Although he was under siege, the six masters of the overturned temple came back. The form of the field was already a little bad, but his breath was strong, but he looked as if there was nothing. "It's a pity that Abi was too much guard against me. When he left, he left a magic wave. Xun and 480 million blood gods suppressed, otherwise one more ray of shen will come out, and the form will be different. In those years, I was born with Abi. When I was not a man, I could still live together. But once I broke free from the barriers, cut off everything, and got real freedom, I would turn against each other for who would get the road. Over the years, I have been recalling the past, and I vaguely feel that the things between me and him are going to fall on you!"

"Fald on me?" Yuan Tu's voice echoed directly in Wang Chan's mind, and he was not afraid of being noticed by others. Hearing this, Wang Chan was also surprised. Only then did he know that the relationship between Yuan Tu's ancestor and the ancestor of Abi Xuehai was so close.

The blood sea of the Styx River in this world is the root of all the filths in the world. Although there are also creatures that reproduce, they are all ferocious and aggressive, bloodthirsty demons and monsters. Since the Yuan Tu ancestor was born with the A nose Taoist, he will naturally not be a good kind. But now, Wang Chan has inherited the inheritance of Yuan Tu's ancestors and inherited the mysterious Taishang Xuanling Beidou Heavenly Palace. Whether he wants to do it or not, it is already equivalent to taking all the causes and effects of Yuan Tu's ancestors.

Not to mention that he didn't want to escape. Even if he wanted to escape, he could never escape.

"If there is no road, everything is always false. After tasting the taste of being a man, it seems that even my heart has become a little soft! Beidou Heavenly Palace is the treasure of our inheritance. Unless I am willing, no one can find him again in the infinite starry sky. Wang Chan, you are my descendant. When the Later Yuanshen becomes great, I will go to the Heavenly Palace outside and leave a surprise for you. I hope you like it!"

On the one hand, Yuan Tu's ancestor fought with the old monk in black, and the three lights of real fires appeared one after another and changed thousands of things. He never let himself fall into the world of free idealism. On the other hand, he talked to Wang Chan leisurely, as if he had noticed something. This statement seemed to be a will.

When Wang Chan saw this scene, he was immediately frightenned. He dared to challenge the masters of the world with his own strength. What on earth can make Yuan Tu's ancestors come here? It turned out that even the will was handed down early.

"Is it possible that he has planned to do so for a long time?" A light suddenly flashed in his heart, and Wang Chan thought so.

"You really want to get it!" Yuan Tu's ancestor suddenly smiled and said, "My noumenon is immortal. It was born outside the innate world. This wisp of primordial spirit only comes for you. Now that everything is over, I have taught you everything that should be taught to you, and naturally there is no need to stay. It's just that as my descendant, it's not easy to grow up. There are bound to be thorns everywhere on the road. I want to cut off some of the most lush thorns for you, so that you can take a better road in the future.

"I respect the Buddha, and I always look at myself. There are ways to do things in the world, all of which are like dream bubbles, like dew and electricity! Your era has passed, and you will never come back after the past. The predecessors are forced to appear in the world with a wisp of sma. Why don't you scatter your soul and calm the hearts of the world!!" The old monk in black pressed step by step, and the Buddha's light shone outside. The golden body behind him became more and more condensed like a entity. He said word by word, and he obviously used all his strength.

"This evil is the evil of the world. If he can escape today, I'm afraid that you and I won't have peace!! Unrestricted, Buddhist demons, ghosts and mountain spirits will suffer unimaginable suffering, and even our Taoist system will be annihilated!" Seeing that the three saints of the soldiers and the monks of Liu Dizang were still watching the battle on the periphery, Luo Shu suddenly shouted. The voice was simply hysterical, "Under the road, they are all ants! As long as this person remains, we will never come out! Only by killing this evil can we have a glimmer of opportunity to win the road. Everyone, if you don't take action at this time, when will you wait!!!"

Sun Wuzi, Pang Taishi and Huang Shigong saw the golden light in the sky and the fire soaring into the sky. They looked at each other, and a trace of hesitation flashed in their eyes. Previously, the three of them joined hands to fight against the enemy, and were easily trapped by Yuan Tu's ancestors. If it hadn't been for the sudden action of the old monk in black, I'm afraid that they would have been in the footsteps of the blood rain, the body of the yuan god has been scattered, and the soul was nowhere to move.

It's really hesitant to ask them to take action at this time.

"Hell is not empty, vowing not to become a Buddha, all sentient beings, Founder Bodhi! I won't go to hell, who will go to hell!" The old monk in black suddenly shouted loudly, like a morning bell, with thousands of mountains echoing and thousands of gurgling. A golden light suddenly shot up from the countless Buddha statues at the feet of the crowd, but since the completion of the overturned temple, the incense power accumulated on the temple and the Buddha statues for countless years, the blessing of the monks were all shouted by the old monk, pulled out, and all merged into the gold body behind him.

For a while, the Buddha's light was in full bloom, and the great wish was to slowly walk in the void. It was already combined with the body of the old monk. The bright light shone on the nine heavens, and the night sky above the head of Yuan Tu's ancestor was shining brightly, covering countless stars.

"The king of Tibet without great wishes in the south! Hell's reincarnation, we are willing to take it with ourselves! All sentient beings are suffering, and we are willing to make efforts!" With the change of the old monk in black, the six monks, who were still standing around, were also Qi Qiqi to proclaim the Buddha's name. Each of them showed their golden body and surrounded the Yuan Tu's ancestors.

"Heaven sins, there is something to do, man sins, can't live! Even so, we will also participate in the grand event!" Pang Taishi's eyes condensed, and suddenly each of them let out a long sigh. Their bodies were different, and each showed their magical power. They also turned into three essences and threw themselves into the war circle.

"Haha, haha!" At this time, Yuan Tu's ancestor was finally no longer relaxed. No matter who was surrounded and killed by so many peerless masters, he must use all his strength. With a long smile, the three real fires were all closed, and he suddenly stood up straight and earth-shaking, just like an ancient god coming to the world! The extraterratic light flowed, and the bursting light, even the Buddha's light hidden in the big wish was suppressed together.

"I saw a trace of truth in the future, so I began to prepare and waited for many years before waiting for you. Although it is not allowed by the way of heaven, it is destined that I can't escape this disaster, but I am extremely happy in my heart! It's just that you must pass on my lineage and hope that one day in the future, as you said, we can meet again under the sea of blood. At this last moment, I will also ask you to see my real ability...!"

Suddenly, the emotionless voice of Yuan Tu's ancestor came from Wang Chan's ear, and the voice was still echoing. He only saw Yuan Tu's ancestor suddenly patting the back of his head. Suddenly, the yuan god separated from the body, and a white light rushed up impatiently, only moving forward, with a sound, the long sky split, and thousands of miles of miles of emptiness.

The body of Yuan Tu's ancestor was shattered in an instant, and countless flesh and blood condensed into a faint seven-foot sword at this moment. The color of the sword was white. As soon as it split forward, it destroyed the void. I don't know how many space worlds were cut off. The white light wrapped around Wang Chan penetrated into it like a meteor, and disappeared in an instant.

Everything happened in the electric flint. When Wang Chan reacted, he looked back. Through the cracks in the rapidly closed space, he could only see that the water, wind and fire outside, a mess, starlight, firelight, sword light, knife light, Buddha light, blood light had hit together, hidden In a vague period, Wang Chan seemed to faintly see that the space was suddenly broken. From it, an emperor in a rolling dragon robe and a flat crown came out of it, with a pen in one hand and a book in the other...

The whole world is at this moment, collapsed, space and time seem to have lost their function. There is only a Buddha's horn, a scream and roar through the distant space-time tunnel, echoing in my mind for a long time.

Then, the space was suddenly torn apart again. Infinite golden light and thousands of black gas rushed in. Wang Chan only felt a sudden shock all over his body, and there seemed to be a wild smile in his ear. After that, it was dark in front of his eyes and he fainted.

"What the hell is going on? I seem to have seen Yuan Tu's ancestor turn into a sword, cutting the whole sky with a sword... Then everyone was confused, exclaiming, screaming..., Yuan Tu's ancestor fell? But why can I still feel the breath on him now?

In a daze, Wang Chan only felt that he seemed to have turned into a light, broke through countless obstacles, and reached infinity in an instant. Then I remembered the last moment before the coma, and my mind became clearer, but in a blink of an eye, there was a sharp pain. The meridians seemed to be broken and shattered, and countless bones of the limbs and bones seemed to be scattered.

It turned out that at the last moment, although Yuan Tu's ancestor divided the Yuanshen and wrapped him in tearing the space and sent him away, the ensuing series of chases, I don't know how many people want to cut the grass and eradicate them. Even if there is a slight shock, Wang Chan is absolutely unmanable now. Fortunately, the ancestor of Yuantu had a calculation for a long time. Wang Chan only shook the yuan god and did not hurt his life.

It's just that the soul is damaged, and the whole body is weak. In the dark, I don't know where I am now.

When I was about to open my eyes hard, I suddenly felt a cold on the top of my head, as if I was pressed on the lid of the heavenly spirit by a small hand, and then there was a cool stream, like a spring in the mountains, pouring down all the way down the top of my head. As soon as the clear stream entered the body, it scattered into the limbs and veins, just like the rain from the sky moistening the arid land. Wang Chan's spirit was even a shock.

"Is this the pure yin vitality that someone transforms into pure vitality with his own life and does not hesitate to consume power? Or have you refined the natural materials and treasures of thousands of years of Xuanshen?

This clear stream was instilled from the top of his head. It was continuous and continuous. Just by breathing kung fu, he swam around Wang Chan's body very quickly, bit by bit into the flesh and blood meridians, and immediately relieved most of the pain on his body. The qi and blood stirred up produced a large stream of mana, and then went up in the eyebrows and ancestor's. Time triggers the purest vitality of the yuan gods.

Just like this, Wang Chan's body injury has recovered a lot from the inside out. It's not that uncomfortable--

(to be continued)