Yusha

Chapter 639 The lights will be as if the building is tilted (please subscribe!)

"You...can't...can't kill me...outside..."

Unprecedented majestic jade light turned into immeasurable radiance continuously washed over Shang Bo's figure, and after penetrating Shang Bo's figure, even tore apart the long and narrow blood-colored battlefield , in the process of penetrating the hole, even a corner of the open sea was almost boiled.

And it is also during this process of scouring that when Shang Bo's spirit, energy, and spirit are three-dimensional, his soul and true spirit, together with the scraps of flesh and blood and the dross of bones, are washed into fine powder by the radiant glow of jade. , when even the spiritual light that the original Taoist practiced was washed away from the powder.

There is no more Shang Bo in the heaven, earth and universe of the Three-Yuan Ultimate Realm, and all traces of his existence have been erased.

Even because of the collapse of Shang Bo, the corner of the world of Taixuan Zongzhen, which was smelted by his Dao fruit, also changed from a treasured place of geomantic omen to barren and broken.

The body and spirit do not exist, and the Dao fruit does not exist.

At this moment, only the roar of Shang Bo struggling to survive before his death was still being transmitted between heaven and earth with difficulty.

He may have more secrets that have not been revealed.

But it is enough to reveal the divine realm above the golden core to the world.

Knowing the direction, all the cultivators in the world of heaven and earth headed towards that high-level domain, and explored all the secrets in that domain.

Sooner or later, there will be a day when all the curtains of mist will be lifted by everyone.

And in the process of searching like this, I don't know how many arrogance and evildoers will be created, and what kind of high-level and wonderful methods will be achieved.

That is the beauty in the process of practicing Taoism, rather than teaching people to put ten percent of the way ahead in front of them, brick by brick.

Tianjiao monsters can't be taught, neither can the great cultivators of the Jindan realm, and even more can't be taught by the gods!
When people in this world have reached the realm of cultivation like Zhuxiu, there is very little that can influence their beliefs, even the saying of the profound realm above the Golden Core has not shaken their foundation of Taoism.

The role of Shang Bo is already "perfect" for all cultivators, and such a great cause of opening the way and spreading the Dharma, or like Chu Weiyang, all the sects paid a high price to enshrine it as the ancestor of the Dharma line; Once it's done, use life and death to separate all causes and effects!

And if it is the time when everyone in the world thinks that a person deserves to die, then his life itself will become a crime.

And just like what Chu Weiyang said, Uncle Shang has said all kinds of evil thoughts too concretely.

No one knows whether he will release the gloom in his heart after he really stops in that realm, and whether those vows and oaths, no matter how meticulous, will be effective for real people in the divine realm.

But no one dared to gamble, with their own lives, with the general trend of the world to gamble.

Therefore, under the watchful eyes of Zhuxiu, the ashes and dust scattered all over the sky in the clear jade light are the final display of Shang Bo's tragic ending.

And it was at this moment that the elders such as the sect, the chief teachers of the various sects, and Chu Weiyang who was still in the profound realm of the unity of heaven and man no longer stared at the scattered powder, but once again looked away from the distance. Looking to the extreme depths of the open sea.

At this moment, the real dragon aura rising towards the golden core realm in the bloody red glow of the sky seems to be the only one in this world, the brightest candle fireworks among the endless colorful colors .

The vigorous and majestic aura is enough to teach too many monks to feel it. The aura is still changing, but every breath of change is steadily transforming towards the divine realm.

And at this moment, as if sensing Zhuxiu's eyes, at almost the same time, Yushu Dragon King stood on the altar, raised his head, and looked in the direction of the hanging wall from afar.

The old dragon king's old eyes swept over Zhu Xiu, and in the successive stares, the old dragon king only showed some subtle smiles, appearing confident.

Leaping out of the fence and passing on the road to a higher level, the old Dragon King is not like a Shang Bo, he is no longer afraid of Zhuxiu's almost uniform killing intent and majestic and intertwined aura.

In the process of looking around, the old dragon king only showed a little fearful expression when he saw Chu Weiyang's divine form.

After all, Chu Weiyang pointed out that the divine glow directly transformed into jade light made Shang Bo disappear, and that kind of power directly derived from the mighty power between heaven and earth really taught the old man The Dragon King felt the crisis of his life.

But soon, under the watchful eyes of the old Dragon King, Chu Weiyang had already disappeared with Shang Bo, with the "Nine Heavens Rank Map" disappeared, with this matter outside the ancient alliance book The end of the world, and once again fell from the state of the unity of man and man.

Even if it was still only in the process of falling, when Chu Weiyang really used such an idea and wanted to pick up the pen to touch the space, he only felt that the talisman pen in his hand was as heavy as a thousand weights.

There was nothing he could do, and he used the same method again.

The power of heaven and earth bestowed by the "Jade Book" is fading like a tide at this moment.

Everything has pros and cons, and now it seems that it is almost inevitable that the Yushu Dragon King will become the existence of the real-life series in this world, the only existence in a short period of time.

Therefore, after watching Chu Weiyang's figure gradually become illusory and gloomy, the elimination of the last possible threat finally taught Yushu Dragon King to bear it no longer.

For such a long time of suffering and dormancy in the open sea, the calculations started earlier, the control and use of all kinds of karma and luck, exhausted all the energy and effort.

Finally, finally such an achievement!

It's a real dragon, it's a demon god!
She is the only one in this brilliant world!

And at this moment, Xu was some kind of catharsis for his own state of mind. Amidst the maniacal laughter that he couldn't help at last, the five-color aura flourished in the mirror wheel of the old Dragon King's hanging photo.

That is the unceasingly flourishing spirit of the divine realm, and every breath is more majestic and terrifying than every breath!
And it was also in this continuous laughter that the jade light dimmed, and Chu Weiyang's god-shaped phantom completely disappeared in place, and when he looked at it again, even the incense treasure suddenly disappeared It made a flash of light and fell into the city of Tiantai Road.
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At the same time, north of the Chalcedony River, Tingchang Mountain, in the Taoist Palace on the top of the mountain.

There is no role for Danxia's old mother to be stationed at the west gate of the West Pole; and later to be stationed at Xuanshi Changyuan, let alone Danxia's old mother.

People in the world seem to have forgotten all about Danxia's mother, and Danxia's mother herself seems to be cut off from the world.

And this kind of isolation lasted until Shang Bo's real fire from the sun smashed down, continued until the "Jade Book" was revealed, and continued until Chu Weiyang's figure elicited a brilliant Taoist sound.

Since then, Danxia's old mother has been watching from afar what happened above the Baoping River.

Until Chu Weiyang made a stroke from afar.

In just this instant, Danxia's old mother had already sensed that with Chu Weiyang doing great things one after another, the fortune background belonging to Tingchang Mountain was venting crazily in an uncontrollable attitude of mercury pouring down the ground.

In this instant, Danxia's old mother had tried several times.

From the ancient inheritance of Danqing Yuanzong, any advanced secret method related to the suppression of fortune was tried by Danxia's old mother.

However, the reason why it is impossible to suppress luck has never been the lack of secret methods, but that the foundation of Danxia's own luck is already a castle in the air, which is extremely empty, and it is impossible to suppress the foundation of luck in the dojo.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

In the past, a tiny little cultivator in the qi refining period that had never been erased in a trance, in a blink of an eye, he has become a serious problem that he has no choice but to do.

Especially Chu Weiyang's touch from the air.

It's more than just teaching the old dragon king to be afraid.

Even Danxia's old mother felt really scared.

It was a blow that I was afraid of feeling life and death when I stood at the upper level of the Golden Core realm in the past, not to mention that I have fallen from that level of realm now, and I am no longer at the peak.

Now even the latecomers have to catch up with his figure, and it seems that he is going to be outstanding.

There is also the abandoned student of Tingchang Mountain who is almost indistinguishable from Chu Weiyang, the former elder sister, and now the great monk of the Golden Core Realm, Chunyu Zhi.

Everything, accompanied by the outpouring of luck at this moment, eventually led to Jiao Danxia's old mother feeling helpless in her twilight for no reason.

Could it be that re-establishing Danqing Yuanzong is just an unrealistic idea of ​​his own?

How come the more we move towards this goal, the more people feel that we are farther away from that goal?
Danxia's old mother couldn't figure it out, she just felt that cause and effect were paradoxical, luck was mocking, and she gradually felt like a fateful fate.

So, for a long time, Danxia's old mother stared blankly at the distant sky and the sky above the Aquarius River where the hole illuminated the jade light, but she was immersed in that pure sadness and cold emotion. among.

Until Chu Weiyang's divine form turned into an illusion again, until the jade light was about to gradually disappear from the world.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, Danxia's old mother's figure suddenly trembled.

The pouring out of the fortune background of Tingchang Mountain Dojo stopped abruptly in this flash.

The old mother never thought it was weird. After all, no matter how Chu Weiyang eliminated the dojo luck, it would be impossible to teach the dojo no luck just because he recorded the classics. Naturally, all changes came to a sudden stop because of Chu Weiyang's disappearance.

But in the next moment, the change in the fortune of the dojo was more like an introduction, which triggered more changes in the fortune of Danxia's mother.

It was an indescribable indescribable natural change in an instant, but with the passing of that moment, a certain "sense of steadfastness" that had never been seen before in the mind of Old Mother Danxia suddenly occurred in Old Mother Danxia's heart. In mind.

It seems that the rootless duckweed has the soil to take root and sprout.

A certain kind of charm that my mother Danxia should have had from the beginning of her practice, but she has never had it, is easily grasped by her mother Danxia at this moment.

It seems that the practice of most of my life is all about preparing for this moment.

Danxia's mother knows what this is, what she lacks is the authority that belongs to the Daotong Dharma lineage of Danqing Yuanzong!
It is precisely because of this, accompanied by a certain level of luck and charm, that almost instantly, Danxia's mother's cultivation base is surging.

Half my life I have been struggling to get my long-cherished wish fulfilled.

But it was also at this time that boundless sorrow overwhelmed Danxia's old mother's mind.

"Brother-"

When I looked again, Danxia's old mother was already in tears, her neck seemed to be filled with lead, but she was still twisting with difficulty and stagnantly, looking in the direction of the West Pole.

(End of this chapter)