Chapter 381 Immortal Mysterious, Zhou Tianzhua on
It was more than ten years ago that he went to Xuande Cave with Simajin, but An Bochen always clearly remembered what happened in those three days, including Longjun in the Dragon Palace in Tandi.
Long Jun Ao Gui, after claiming to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea, he has been exiled all his life and is struggling to pursue his great cause of reinstatement. This is a little similar to the fate that An Bochen met in Da Kuang. The difference is that he is alone, while Long Jun Aogui raises a large group of dragon girls as a harem and cultivates his power in the subtle Xuande cave. At that time, the left two snakes were Ao Gui's subordinates. Although they were snakes, they had the potential to cultivate into dragons. I don't know whether the purple dragon was born as a dragon or evolved from snakes and insects into dragons.
Floating above the swamp, An Bochen thought silently.
After many years, he once again had an intersection with the mysterious Longjun. An Bochen has a real cultivation, but he also knows that he is still not worth mentioning compared with Ao Gui. When Ao Gui mentioned the real person, he was very disdainful. Even the purple dragon under him had three naive cultivation. His own cultivation strength was far above that of the real person, and he might compete with the fairy in the day palace.
After thinking for a moment, An Bochen gave up the idea of United Ao Gui.
Not to mention that An Bochen lost his trust in those years, Ao Gui's unfathomable strength alone made An Bochen afraid. At present, it is better for An Bochen to act secretly. Once his identity is exposed, he will only die by himself.
In the afterglow, a huge figure is approaching him.
"Protect the law for me."
An Bochen whispered, and then flew to Chen Daozi's body.
Although An Bochen's cultivation is still a naive man, he can't wait to win the mystery of the fairyland. It's not that he is so ambitious, but what he is doing now is extremely dangerous, and he has encountered immortals one after another. Li Cheng, the unfathomable fairy in the White Sun Palace, may meet the King of Dongyue in the future. For An Bochen, the soul of the three naive people is far from enough. Today, being recognized by the fairy in the Arctic Sea is a lesson, which makes An Bochen vigilant.
In addition, when you break through the immortal mystery as soon as possible, you will also have less trouble with the bottleneck. An Bochen has gone further and further on this path that is different from ordinary people, and he is used to it.
Sitting cross-legged on the swamp, the seven thunder beads rotated on the top of An Bochen's head, shining brightly. Zhong Chunan stood behind An Bochen, like a giant, with his whole body tight and scanning left and right.
Before dawn, An Bochen held his breath, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.
The miasma spread out from the swamp, and the dust shrouded over the two thousand-mile-circle, standing on the edge of the swamp. No matter how good the ordinary human eyesight is, it is difficult to see the things in the middle of the swamp.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew away the miasma above An Bochen's head. Looking up, the sky turned from black to white, and the morning light was coming.
The eight thunder beads rotated quickly. An Bochen's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a purple tide in his eyes. The thunder beads fell down and penetrated into Chen Daozi's eyebrows at the moment of fading day and night.
Chen Daozi's body trembled, and An Bochen's shoulders also shook. He looked up at Tianye.
With Lei Zhu to absorb Chen Daozi's memory, and to pick up the immortal Xuan'ao from heaven and earth with his soul, An Bochen bathed in the hazy morning, with one heart and two uses, to understand the mystery he dreamed of in his life.
"Hum!" With a sound, Chen Daozi's unwilling roar sounded in his ear. The immortal's last wish was much stronger than that of a real person. The endless violent breath drowned An Bochen. An Bochen endured the pain in his mind and laughed in his heart. Although Chen Daozi's last wish was strong, he didn't know what it was, just because he didn't know who the real murderer who killed him until he died.
When he was young, the violent breath passed, and An Bochen manipulated the thunder beads to penetrate into the depths of Chen Daozi's memory and search for the mysterious mystery of the fairyland.
A grid of picture comes to my mind, but it is Chen Daozi's cultivation experience in this life. How to break through step by step from the refining period to Jin Dan, and then to Yuanying, a double naive person, a double naive person, and a triple naive person... In the end, he asked the sky with a fairy sword in Danxia Cave, and finally won the mysterious mystery of the four immortals and broke through to the fairyland in one fell swoop.
Eight thunder beads rolled in Chen Daozi's memory, absorbing his cultivation experience. At the same time, An Bochen's soul was not idle, meaning heaven and earth, exploring the way to become an immortal from the endless mysteries between heaven and earth.
Eight thunder beads and the thoughts of the soul are linked into a line, searching crazily.
Gradually, the thunder tide in An Bochen's eyes faded, from confusion to clarity.
I don't know where the voice of an ancient and vicissitudes of life sounded from. It was born at the beginning of Hongmeng. For thousands of years, it has always roamed the vast and endless sky and earth. After countless changes of heaven and earth, history has been overturned, but it has never been far away.
Since the beginning of the world, countless practitioners have walked on the endless road, kowtowing to the sky, carrying a heavy fate just to hear its voice. But among the 100,000 practitioners, only a few can get the great luck and listen to its teachings.
And An Bochen was one of the lucky ones. Lei Zhu searched and thought about heaven and earth. An Bochen finally heard the fairy voice that countless people longed for and could not get.
...... Immortals, changing stars for fighting, mediate creation...
Unlike the real world, the mystery of the fairyland only has eight characters, which is enough for An Bochen.
Drawing on Chen Daozi's cultivation experience, An Bochen recalled the fairy fighting that happened on the Arctic sea in the daytime.
Li Cheng is full of Tianye's knife light, the skill of transforming Peng, the thousand-foot body of the cave fairy, the rebirth of the broken head, including the fairy in the day palace to raise her hand to fish for the sea... These Taoisms seem to be different. The mystery is very mysterious, but in fact, it secretly fits a law, a mysterious law that only belongs to the realm of immortals.
"Moving stars for fighting, mediate and create..."
Raising his head, An Bochen looked up at the sky of the morning light, and a smile bloomed on his face.
People are born on the big week, give birth to a small week, and hundreds of millions of stars rotate day after day and year after year, according to their respective trajectories, the way of the week. This road is a creation, a creator, and there is no constant.
"Immortal mystery, that's all. It's right in line with my Zhoutian Avenue, great kindness!"
With clear eyes, An Bochen whispered, and the joy in his heart was difficult to describe.
But at this moment, a breath of terror came quietly, and An Bochen's heart was shocked and he looked at the sky in disbelief.
On the sky, the dark clouds turn over, and in the dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
Before An Bochen came to his senses, a thunder pillar with a radius of a hundred miles fell from the sky and hit An Bochen.
"Immortal Disaster?"
An Bochen's pupils dilated, and his soul trembled violently.
Between the lightning and the firestones, the scene when the three souls gathered that year flashed through the eyes. In an instant, An Bochen's mind returned to Qingming.
Only after going through the fairy disaster can his soul truly break through to the fairyland.
How horrible is the thunder pillar that can fall from the sky? It is hundreds of miles and penetrates the sky and the earth, which is several times more powerful than the nine thunders in the screen world that year.
Although it was a nine-fold thunder at that time, it was only a mortal thunder. Now this is a thunder disaster of Pudu immortals, which naturally cannot be said at the same time.
At the critical moment, An Bochen is not in the mood to think about anything else.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Chen Daozi's body and blocked it above his head.
At this moment, the thunder fell.
In an instant, Chen Daozi's body, which had little vitality, was smashed by the thunder tide. Eight thunder beads ** were outside, but they could not withstand the bombardment of the thunder tide. In a blink of an eye, he was submerged by the thunder tide, and assimilated into powder with Zhong Chunan behind An Bochen.
At this point, An Bochen can no longer avoid it.
In the face of the most terrible original power between heaven and earth, everyone will be afraid. This is a disaster, but it is also the only way to the supreme road.
Gritting his teeth, An Bochen held his head high and stood under the thunder tide. In a blink of an eye, he was run over into powder.
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