The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

The clouds are beautiful, dense into auspicious colors, and the waves are surging in the black ocean. Looking down from a high altitude, the dotted islands are like stars, inlaid on this dark curtain, and the misty mist floats, filling a wave of The breath of ancient vicissitudes.

High above the sky, a purple-gold spaceship flew across the sky like a shooting star. Gulong Island had long been left behind. Inside the spaceship, Yi Qingwu lowered her head and asked respectfully, "Senior, are you from the Big Dipper?"

Her voice is like a wisp of spring breeze, really soft and beautiful, making people feel like they are facing the willow breeze, as if they are admiring the ultimate beauty in this world.

"That's right, but you don't need to test too much, don't worry, what I said will naturally count, and you will get a great opportunity."

Chu Linyang's eyes moved slightly, staring at Fairy Guanghan, and said calmly.

"Senior is an ancient sage?!"

Her clothes are flying, her figure is slender, her melon-seeded face is as white as jade, and her eyes are full of beauty.

"Saint." Chu Linyang raised his mouth slightly, noncommittal.

When Ye Fan became a great saint, he might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him at this time. From this point of view, it is not a big mistake to say that he is a saint.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Linyang asked lightly: "How many saints are there in the entire Ziwei Ancient Star Territory? I want real information!"

"Senior, the crape myrtle is boundless, but the sage is invisible, and the more reliable ones in the Dongming sea area are Cangsheng from Yuanqiao Island and Lisheng from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea." Yi Qingwu said respectfully with eyes flashing.

"Cangsheng, Lisheng, are there only two?"

Chu Linyang's gaze swiveled, gazing at the sea and sea, surrounded by chaotic air, and his aura was incomparably dusty.

Yi Qingwu looked calm and nodded: "Senior, I once heard from the elders in the palace that the legendary two fairy islands of Daiyu and Yuanqiao can only be refined by ancient sages, but now these two fairy islands are indeed There are monks haunting."

"Daiyu? One of the five legendary mountains? I didn't expect there to be a fairy island legend here."

Chu Linyang chuckled lightly, but without making a sound, he waved his hand, signaling Yi Qingwu to continue.

Approaching this senior sage, Yi Qingwu's heart became more and more peaceful and ethereal, and she couldn't help but marvel at the sacredness of the sage, and continued to tell Ziwei's deeds:
"Except Dongming, there is a peerless ancient demon imprisoned at the end of the West Sea. 4000 years ago, that ancient demon poisoned half of Xiniu Hezhou, and was finally suppressed by the Hezhou Monk Alliance."

"Northern Sea Kunji Primordial Sage has not emerged for thousands of years, and the details are unknown. There is also an ancient existence of the mermaid tribe in the Wuchen Sea of ​​the South Sea, who turned the Nanming Sea Eye into a forbidden area, and no one dares to enter it. This is the news of the sea area!"

"As for the four major continents, apart from the heritage of the major immortal inheritances, a miraculous event occurred in Beiju Luzhou 800 years ago. At that time, the mouth of the Tianhe River running through Luzhou turned into quicksand in one day. This miracle is likely to be The saint took action."

"There have been no traces of saints in Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiniu Hezhou for thousands of years, but there are many rumors of saints in Nanzhan Buzhou, but most of them are the imagination of Taoist palaces and Siji juniors, and their authenticity is doubtful."

Yi Qingwu spoke in a calm tone, telling the rumors and speculations about the ancient sages for thousands of years.

After listening to everything, Chu Linyang glanced at the boundless sea, and sighed: "As expected of an emperor star, even in the age of desolation, there are still saints and kings gathering together!"

After finishing speaking, he stared at Yi Qingwu, raised his finger, and accompanied by a clear and noble phoenix cry, a page of red gold scroll flew out, and thousands of divine flames rose up, as if to burn everything.

The ancient scroll is made of phoenix blood red gold, dazzling, bright red like blood, blooming with thousands of divine brilliance, this simple and vicissitudes of life cannot be changed, it is definitely from the hands of the extreme existence.

The ancient scrolls were steaming and brilliant, and the red clouds dyed Chu Linyang and others red, almost transparent, and there was a phoenix cry, clear and ear-splitting.

It is the page of the Huangxue Chijin ancient scroll that contains the secret of the word "Zhe", and now the two have been combined into one, and the aura of ten thousand paths is permeating in the flying space, and the avenue roars.

This volume of ancient scriptures not only has the inheritance of the Nine Secrets, but also the inheritance of the sword of killing life of the Immortal God, but this inheritance has been sealed by Chu Linyang.

After all, the Immortal Heavenly Lord is still alive. This kind of inheritance that directly reaches the state of mind is still too dangerous for monks below the quasi-emperor. They are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Chu Linyang doesn’t want to send a bomb as a gift, and his good intentions have turned into Bad things happened.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Linyang pointed out, and the chaotic air came out, and it was submerged in the red gold book of Huangxue. In an instant, the auspicious colors were spread across the sky, and thousands of red silk ribbons flowed down towards Yiqing. The dance lingers and goes, and the runes are intertwined, exuding boundless Dao rhyme.

A quaint innate dao map is laid out in the void, exuding boundless dao rhyme. The densely packed small characters in the dao map are constantly dancing, emitting an incomparably blazing light. When linked together, it looks like a bright fairy phoenix, exuding a mysterious Measured brilliance.

"Buzz!"

The haze was gorgeous, this page of scripture as red as blood was trembling, Dao light was shining everywhere, and the lines on the innate Dao map were constantly intertwined and dissociated, changing into different trajectories, imprinted in the depths of her soul.

There were bursts of metallic trembling sounds from the Xiantian Dao Diagram, and then a brighter light burst out, as red as blood, as if her true spirit was ignited, rendering a dreamy brilliance, mysterious and magnificent.

The nine veins that are like immortal golden god chains are clanking and moving. This is the incomplete "Secret of Zhezi", the "Immortality Technique" that has countless legends in the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory!
Of course, this is not immortality in the true sense. When a person's life span dries up, even this page of immortal text is useless and cannot extend his life span. Otherwise, the Immortal Lord who created this secret technique would not kill himself. He can only survive by devouring the vitality of all souls.

What's more, this "Zhe Zi Mi" is not complete, so that for Chu Linyang at this time, it is more useful than nothing. It is like a chicken rib, tasteless to eat, and it is a pity to throw it away, and it doesn't feel bad to give it away.

With eyes full of red light, Yi Qingwu turned her eyes and fell into the state of enlightenment. In the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, a mysterious Tao sound came from the long ancient times.

It took three days and three nights before Yi Qingwu printed the last sutra in the soul. Her eyes trembled and her heart fluctuated endlessly. She stared deeply at Chu Linyang, and after a while, with a slight smile on her face, Niaoyou stepped forward to salute and pay homage: "Thank you, senior, for giving me the Dharma!"

Chu Linyang shook his head slightly, and teased with a smile: "Don't be too happy, because the good things are still to come."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, and a piece of rune like an extremely cold moonlight flew out. In an instant, thousands of rays of divine light burst out from the sky and the earth, which could even illuminate the entire endless sea area when placed outside. A lightning-fast force submerged into Yi Qingwu's primordial spirit.

Taiyin, inheriting the power of the most yin from the beginning of the world, has endless murderous intent, is uncontrollable, and is almost unrefinable.The Taiyin Ancient Scriptures expounds in detail the origin mystery of the purest and most Yin power in the world.

Since ancient times, those who have truly practiced the ancient Taiyin scriptures to perfection can be counted on one hand, which is to compete with the universe for luck and good fortune.

One after another, the ancient characters flickered, and then turned into brand marks that vibrated, like the roar of Huang Zhong and Da Lu, and the haze of the moon, making Yi Qingwu, the Fairy of Guanghan, seem to be receiving a kind of baptism.

Of course, this is a very terrible baptism, even the saints can't bear it, they will definitely be activated into Taiyin Qi and become powder.

But in front of Chu Linyang, everything is not a problem.

Time passes like water, gone forever, one month later.

"The yin and the sun, the weak and the strong, the yin and yang work together, and the world is called the emperor."

An ancient heavenly sound echoed in my ears like a spell, singing in the dark universe.

Yi Qingwu slowly opened Tiandi Zhongxiu's eyes, her temperament changed greatly, becoming more and more cold and ethereal, her divine clothes danced like a banished fairy, a red mole between her eyebrows gave birth to a radiant glow, and her whole person's aura was endless.

Compared with the Wuque Great Emperor's ancient scriptures, the strongest holy-level kung fu of Guanghan Palace that she practiced before is nothing to mention. In just this moment, she has already seen the edge of Xiansan's slashing. After being shocked, the first thing in her heart For the first time, I am full of confidence in transcendence.

The Secret of the Supreme Immortal Art "Zhe"!The perfect Taiyin ancient scriptures!
Just giving it all to her, it really shocked her, she was at a loss, and didn't know what to say.

Yi Qingwu sighed secretly, her mood was hard to calm down, why?Just relying on some Ziwei secrets, it is impossible.

The only thing she can think of is her peerless face.——
The haze is transpiring, the northern ocean is rolling, and all kinds of powerful ancient beasts appear. The sea area is far more dangerous than the land, and there are many ancient sky monsters haunting.

"Oh!"

Two cracks appeared in the void, and two old men came out. One of them was wearing Beiming clothes and a black dragon crown on his head. His face was as ruddy as a baby, and his hair was like snow. He looked like a fairy and had an extraordinary bearing.

He comes from the North Sea Dragon Palace, and he is the ancestor of the black dragon who has been in the North Sea for 3000 years.

Another old man was wearing a Taoist robe, with thinning hair and a wrinkled face.

This is also a giant of the North Sea, Master Xuangui, a living fossil that has lived for 700 years.

The eyes of the black dragon patriarch stared at the ancient dragon island that had mostly disappeared, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that these people are indeed from Beidou."

"The Jinwu tribe is also from a foreign land, maybe it is the enemy of another line of the Jinwu tribe." Master Xuangui said lightly without taking it seriously.

Seeing the indifferent expression on Taoist Xuangui's face, the Black Dragon Ancestor sighed in his heart. He shook his head and said seriously: "Then why did they attack Yi Qingwu? I think what the other side of the East China Sea said is right, these people are indeed Ziwei The unstable factors are too rampant."

"You want to be a part of it?"

Taoist Xuangui turned his eyes and his face changed. He looked at his old friend and advised: "The ancient sages are really unparalleledly powerful. It is better for you, Taoist, to be wise and protect yourself."

The black dragon patriarch gave a wry smile, and said helplessly, "Donghai invited a big man, and I have no choice but to participate in it."

Hearing this sentence, Master Xuangui's pupils constricted. Only ancient saints could be called great figures by the king of Dacheng. Unexpectedly, the East Sea Aquarium invited an ancient saint.

He pondered for a moment, but he still didn't agree with this matter: "Even so, don't move lightly. It's impossible to guarantee that the group of people outside the sky will have the ultimate emperor's soldiers."

"I also have this kind of concern, but the matter has come to this point, even I can't stay out of it." The black dragon patriarch looked deep and struggled in his heart.

Although he is the most powerful in the North Sea, he dare not ignore the order of the Dragon Ancestor unless he awakens the background of the Dragon Palace in the North Sea.

"Let's see how Renwangdian responds."

Master Xuangui looked calm, glanced at his old friend, and then disappeared into the black waves without a trace, leaving only the old man in black alone.

At this time, the sky in the distance was fiery red, and the gorgeous clouds rendered the sky red, just like the appearance of burning the sky, and the colorful clouds turned into different shapes, which was too beautiful to behold.

"Is it really necessary to carry out a clan war for the sake of a few foreign visitors? How unwise, or is it that Longzu wants to seize the undead magic and resurrect his life."

The black dragon patriarch shot two sharp rays of light from his pupils, looking at Luzhou in the distance, with indescribable sadness on his face.
Ziwei ancient star field is in a state of ups and downs, and the war is imminent.
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The blue waves surged, and on a reef above the Eastern Sea, there were more than 30 figures standing. They were all human monks from the depths of the East Sea. They came from all the major fairy islands, and among them there were many supreme holy masters, and even giants from the third level of the fairyland.

"It seems that the Dragon Clan is going to fight."

In the fairy mist, a white-haired old man wearing a purple and gold Bagua Taoist robe had serious eyes and a worried expression.

This is a living fossil that has lived for more than 3000 years. His cultivation base is earth-shattering, and he has entered the third level of the Dao Slashing Heaven.

"So what, even if the Dragon Saint is born, they can't run wild. What's more, they have to go to war with saints from outside the territory. I can just sit back and watch." Among the crowd, an extremely powerful person said with an expressionless face.

He is tall and tall, with flying purple hair and a calm expression. He is neither humble nor overbearing in the face of the Dao Slayer, and he has an extraordinary bearing. He is the son of the owner of the Immortal Island.

Hearing these words, several Dao Slashing Kings looked sideways. Of course, they didn't care about a junior Holy Master, but cared about that person's identity.

Dongming islands are endless, but there are not many pure lands that are truly comparable to the immortal inheritance, and the most famous ones are Daiyu and Yuanqiao.

Among them, Yuanqiaoxian Island is full of aura. The mountain is [-] miles high and low, its top is [-] miles flat, and the distance between the mountains is [-] miles.

This fairy island was born once 4000 years ago, and was taken over by an ancient existence, and the disciple of that giant chose the way of birth, and often had contacts with the East China Sea islands.

According to legend, the origin of these two fairy islands can be traced back to the mythical years. One day, the golden crow was bleeding in the sky, the stars shook down, and the killing sound shook the sky.
"Did Master Cangsheng issue a decree?" Another big monk asked, wanting to know the attitude of Yuan Qiao Xiandao.

The purple-haired middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and said, "A month ago, the East China Sea Dragon Palace sent an envoy."

Among the crowd, an old Taoist with long eyebrows sighed: "I still don't like the dragon clan. Those people from beyond the sky are like dragons crossing the river. Their momentum is unstoppable. If you resort to war recklessly, you will only suffer disaster for nothing."

There is a faint blackness between the brows of this Dacheng King, which is a sign that he is approaching the ruins, which can not be concealed by a great monk, indicating that his lifespan has been exhausted, and he may die within a few years.

But under a full nest, how can there be any eggs.

As the Dinghaishenzhen of an immortal sect, he had no choice but to run around for the disciples of the sect's younger generation whenever there was such a great chaos. (end of this chapter)