The first cause of all realms

Chapter 1086 Yang prison, please die!
【Mysterious Creation Light】

【Unei Strange Object, A Confluence of Spiritual Light】

[All kinds of creatures have spirits, titles recorded in the heavenly book...the fragmented pages of the heavenly book, the aura of the confluence of all kinds of energies collected in the catalog of ten thousand immortals, which can digest great medicine, improve supernatural powers, improve heel, heal serious injuries, and prolong life Breaking Limits]

[800 years of mystery, 3000 years of good fortune... Thousands of years of spiritual light, rare and rare, destined to be used by people, or have the power to break the limit of the world...]

Om~!

It seems that there is a big sun blooming in the palm of the hand, and the brilliant light goes straight to the bull fight. Its aura and light make the sky tremble for thousands of miles, not to mention how many gazes it attracts.

"Mysterious aura of good fortune! I thought it was about to gather as early as 1000 years ago, but I didn't expect it to happen now..."

"I'm afraid it has already been achieved, who is deliberately suppressing it?"

"If he deliberately suppressed it, why now?"

……

The mysterious light of good fortune echoes between the sea of ​​clouds, and spreads to extremely distant places, as if it can reach any place between heaven and earth.

From Donghuang, Nanling and other places, and even the hidden caves in the void, people have come to look here, and wills meet in the void, or peep coldly, or communicate with each other.

Everyone in the world knows the mysteries of the mysterious aura of good fortune, and for more than a thousand years, how many people have talked about it and cared about it.

however……

Yang Ju's voice was neither high nor low, but through the Wanxian Tulu, it was enough to transmit his voice to where he wanted to transmit it.

However, in the void, the depths of the sea of ​​stars are still silent, without any waves appearing.

"Aren't you coming?"

Seeing the mysterious aura of good fortune formed by the gathering of tens of thousands of energy in his palm, Yang Jue's eyes were full of waves.

For 1000 years, he sat here, which naturally attracted the thoughts of those few.

However, not to mention coming, even the temptation he expected was never passed.

Those two giants who occupy the top of Longquan and occupy the first place in the near emperor are far calmer and more careful than anyone imagined.

Even in the face of the mysterious aura related to his advancement to seven yuan, breaking the limit and being respected, he has never messed up.

"It's no wonder Yang Ni is in a hurry, these old guys are really hard to deal with..."

Slowly closing the palms together, feeling the peaceful void and the sea of ​​stars, Yang Yu couldn't help being indifferent.

He could feel the urgency of the Taoist of Tianzong and the Lion King. Now that the Eight Immortals were born one after another, the catastrophe has reached its peak.

But he still underestimated the prudence and state of mind of these two people.

These two peak statues have patience and calmness far beyond ordinary people, and it is almost impossible to move their hearts.

He originally thought that after sitting in meditation for a thousand years, the two of them would at least have temptations, and there would be times when they couldn't hold their breath.

But the result was that he was the first one who couldn't sit still...

Looking at the bits of light overflowing from his fingers, Yang Jue looked indifferent.

Thousands of years have passed in Longquan, and more than [-] years have passed in the mountains and seas. During this period of time, Wujian's incarnation has also traveled back and forth more than ten times.

However, the snow disasters in the mountains and seas are getting more and more serious, and it seems that there is a great possibility of freezing the world.

As for the dao ghost hidden in the old man's body, so far, he has not been able to find out where it is, let alone remove it.

In the mountains and seas where the spiritual qi is thin, the incense burns are quite withered compared to Longquan...

"I can't wait for the time!"

Yang Yu sighed.

He has always been a patient person, and he will not feel lonely even if he meditates.

If you ignore the mountains and seas, ignore the old man, with his longevity advantage, it is enough to survive these two old guys to death.

but……

There is nothing around, and in the silent and lightless nothingness, the seemingly invisible will gathers in one place.

The aura of the Lion God King is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and it is omnipresent. He stared at the sea of ​​stars, and faintly, he seemed to be able to feel that seemingly invisible sword intent, which was old and decayed, but had lost its sharpness.

In the depths of the sea of ​​stars, drifting on the top of Wanshi Mountain among the sea of ​​stars, the white-haired old man looked back coldly from the altar, neither sad nor happy.

"Looking at each other hates each other, but the two can look at each other for thousands of years without being moved. Yang really admires it!"

For a moment, and for a long time, Yang Yu's voice echoed in the sea of ​​clouds and windy sky again.

Then, under the gazes of countless people who were horrified, delighted, or indifferent, he raised his head and swallowed the bright light like the sun into his stomach:

"Since the two of you don't come, Yang will not accompany you!"

Boom!

At this moment, it seemed like thunder exploded in the hearts of all the masters who witnessed this scene.

"He, he swallowed..."

"he?!"

"Violence! He, but Jiuyao, actually, unexpectedly..."

……

Seeing this scene, except for all the disciples up and down Wudou Mountain, all the witnesses were moved and lost their voices.

Mysterious aura has the ability to help break through the eight poles, and the aura of good fortune seems to be able to touch the limit!

From ancient times to the present, in 8 years, there has never been a Lord of Jiuyao who has used the aura of good fortune to help break through the situation.

Without him, it would be too wasteful!

Even the Underworld Dragon Emperor, the only one among the eight Great Emperors who had a descendant, never had such extravagance.

"Jie Mo dare?!"

It seems that in less than a moment, deep in the void, there has been a thunderous voice of anger:

"My Longquan treasure, you dare to swallow it?!"

boom!
Above the endless sea, a void was suddenly pierced, and a big man in golden armor came with a sword and glared at him;

"Nie Zhan, do you know who I am?!"

But he saw that he had yellow hair and shawls, his head was horny, and a vertical eye was born between his brows.

"Eye of the sky?!"

"This person is..."

Feeling the vibrating void, many disciples on and off Mount Wudou were shocked, but Jiang Xiazi's pupils shrank:
"After Emperor Longquan, there is one and only one person who has the eyes of the sky... This person is..."

"Who are you……"

On the top of Wudou Mountain, there seemed to be a stream of light like fire, and at the same time as Yang Jue's voice rang out in the void, the burly old man, Angzang Zhanger, wearing a spirit treasure armor, had fallen into the vast ocean like a meteor.

"What's the difference?"

The rumbling loud sound couldn't suppress Yang Ju's calm voice, and accompanied by the rolling waves, it rushed straight into the sky, and the roar of the burly old man was accompanied by his body, and in an instant, it was completely reduced to powder.

call!
The turbulent air wave blew away the sea of ​​clouds.

Yang Jue stands on the top of the mountain with hands hanging down, visible to the naked eye, between his chest and abdomen, there is a general light, as if a big sun is shining brightly inside his abdomen.

hum~
With a casual punch, the attacking old man was smashed into ashes, and Yang Jue habitually put away his fate.

"Yang Prison!"

In the void, there seemed to be starlight flowing down, and an extremely sharp and fierce sword intent descended on this place from an extremely distant place.

The voice of Taoist Tianzhu was cold and cold:
"Breach the promise, what do you intend to do?!"

"What do you want, what do you want..."

Looking back at Taoist Tian Zhu who stood at the very top of the sky, overlooking the world indifferently, Yang Jue stretched his five fingers, and there seemed to be fire beating in his eyes:
"I said begging to die, so what?!"

　Hmm... Good night everyone, Gouzi continues to code, maybe it's not too early... Alas, my schedule is gone
　
(End of this chapter)