Chapter 866 Zhong Yuandu Robbery Certificate of Immortals
In a hurry, it's another ten years.
Tongtian Hall.
"Master, have you really made up your mind not to cross the peak of the disaster?" Si Kong Zhan, one of the ten elders of Mohe, asked first.
As soon as he said this, the other nine elders also stared at Zhong Yuan tightly, revealing endless worries and concerns inside.
"That's right, you also know my situation. There are ten thousand years of warm jade lotus to protect the body. I don't know how much the devil has suffered on this. How dare he invade? And without the magic robbery, with my strong body, those thunderstorms are just my tonics. What can I do?
Zhong Yuan nodded, with a smile on his face, very relaxed and confident.
In fact, this is also normal. After all, anyone who has experienced countless thunderstorms in the stage of earth immortals will also have this feeling.
"Master, I think it's better to be cautious. After all, this time you decided to rely entirely on your own body to cross the disaster without using the seven incarnations." When the Emei School heard this, he also opened his mouth.
"What, do you all think that if I don't have the seven incarnations, I will be useless? If so, which one of you would like to compete with me? Zhong Yuan replied jokingly.
"Master, we don't think that the strength of your ontology is poor. In fact, your situation is very different from ours. Your incarnation cultivation far exceeds that of the ontology, so the number of disasters will definitely be greatly strengthened. If you want to compare, I'm afraid that only the doom of Li Jingxu, the real person of Bliss, can be compared with it!"
Xu Feiniang, the aunt of Wanmiaoxian, also advised, "Even, I think that if the real man of Bliss is not the disaster of the golden immortals, but the disaster of the immortals, the power of the doom may not be as powerful as yours. After all, when they are at the level of immortals, even
"Yes, alliance leader, several Taoist brothers are right. It's better to be cautious! What's the matter? I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"
The top ten elders took turns to open their mouths and admonished Qi Qi. Zhong Yuan couldn't help asking himself for a moment. Is my current combat strength really enough to cope with all unexpected situations? Can you really ignore Tianwei?
While asking himself, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but think of the scene when Li Jingxu crossed the disaster. His heart was surging. In his opinion, that was the way a real monk should cross the disaster. However, think about it, he is not Li Jingxu, a real man of Bliss. Maybe he will surpass him in the future, but now, he is definitely far worse.
When reading this, Zhong Yuan also felt that he had been in power over the years, and his words made the world a little inflated. At this moment, he decided to follow the advice of the ten elders and go to the peak of the disaster!
"Since you are going to cross the peak of the disaster, let's go to the guardian of ten thousand years of Wen Yulian huā. Take this opportunity to wash the yuanshen and practice the pure yang! After all, what is completely your own is the most reliable!"
When Zhong Yuan made his new decision, the ten elders were naturally very happy, that is, time, so they asked for their orders and went to arrange them.
In this regard, Zhong Yuan has no way to refuse. After all, he is the leader of the Tongtian League and the leader of the monks in the human world. His crossing of the disaster can be said to be a major event. Even if he doesn't talk much about the grand ceremony, the arrangement of the monks, it is also a very troublesome thing
Of course, he doesn't have to worry about these things.
On the second day, more than a thousand people, riding on the auspicious clouds, left the small world of Tongtian and headed for the Three Gorges to cross the peak of the disaster. When it was approaching, all kinds of monks consciously fell into the clouds according to the prior arrangement and prepared to watch the ceremony. When it came to the peak of the golden fairy crossing the peak, there was only Zhong Yuan, the master of the Tongtian League, in the sky.
That's right, what Zhong Yuan wants to use is Jin Xiandu Jiefeng.
He has this kind of personality. It's just that he doesn't need it. When he uses it, he will never be awkward. Choose the middle one to show his bravery, demeanor and so on.
According to the falling cloud head, it fell on the peak of the golden fairy crossing. Zhong Yuan's eyes wandered between him and found that it was mottled and scattered, and there were traces everywhere. Obviously, when Li Jingxu crossed the disaster, the brand left by Li Jingxu was too deep. Although it was repaired by the old man withered bamboo and Lu Yu, it still could not reach the level of being intact as before. Zhong Yuan, without any self-confidence, began immediately without any preparation. Like an ordinary monk, he closed his eyes slightly, breathed quietly, and secretly adjusted his state. After a while, when he felt that everything in his family had been adjusted to the best state, he opened his eyes and undisguisedly sent out his own air machine completely. Zhong Yuan's air machine is like a tall and towering mountain, unwilling to grow on the earth, so he keeps rising and piercing the sky.
In the high part of the sky, although it was not directly pierced by this illusionary air machine, it directly stirred the ubiquitous sky hijacking machine. In a short moment, the circle continued, on the top of the mountain, and a huge celestial disaster whirlpool was formed. Among them, the thunder roared, The machine is strangled towards the invisible mountain in the center of [in the middle].
The induction of the air machine is equivalent to Zhong Yuan's induction. Feeling the magnificent power, that is, time, Zhong Yuan restrained his own air machine. Although even if the air machine is dissipated, he can't lose much strength, but after all, it is a little loss.
Zhong Yuan is confident in his own strength, but he is not arrogant. If possible, he will naturally reduce his own loss as much as possible.
Perhaps, such a little loss has no effect on the final result. This approach has no meaning at all, but once it is meaningful, the role it can play may be decisive.
Although the air machine converges, the cloud above the sky does not retreat because of this, but keeps deriving, gathering, the cloud vortex, getting bigger and darker, the color is getting darker, and the thunder and lightning in the middle reaches are getting thicker and thicker.
Looking at the disaster above the sky, none of the monks who watched the ceremony showed a relaxed look. Although, they are very clear about Zhong Yuan's cultivation and combat effectiveness. Because the speed of cloud condensation is too fast. The ordinary disaster of immortals takes at least a quarter of an hour to fully take shape, while Zhong Yuan's catastrophe has actually taken shape in just a moment, and it begins to droop, and there is a tendency to split.