martial law

The green screen flashed by.

The information of +6 million martial arts value can no longer make Yang Lin's mind fluctuate in the slightest.

"The harvest of characters that have been defeated in the past is always not as good as before. However, it is always a happy thing for a sinister and vengeful guy like Kunpeng to reap the harvest earlier. '

It has to be said that Taoist Minghe is much stronger than Kunpeng, and this is the first confrontation, and he has given the full amount of martial arts value, which is a full 14 billion. Now Yang Lin's total martial arts value has reached 41 3000 million, rounded up, is not far from 100 billion.

"It's a pity that the world's top figures like Minghe and Kunpeng cannot be killed every day. If you kill too much, the world will be in chaos, and it may attract the attention of Hongjun Tiandao, which is not good. '

Yang Lin looked up at Chaos Gaotian, a deep murderous intent appeared in his heart, and he forcibly suppressed it.

There are some things, it is better not to try or not to try, the time is long, and there is no harm in staying a little bit.

He put away Yuantu and Abi's two innate top-grade killing spirit treasures, and he was also very satisfied. These two swords are combined into one, and in a real fight, in terms of lethality, compared with the Qibao Miaoshu, it is actually not much worse. If you really encounter a master who uses the killing power to attack, even Lingbao of the same level can't block many swords.

Just like Red Cloud, Nine Nine Scattering Soul Gourd, its level is actually not low, it can be regarded as the best among innate spiritual treasures.

However, facing the attack of the two killing swords, they were directly eroded and broken. Not only did they not block the damage of the true meaning of killing, but even their physical bodies were directly destroyed. There are still some true spirit marks attached to the broken gourd, which can be regarded as keeping the last bit of life.

However, in this period of time, this imprint of the true spirit, that is, the fragments of the soul, will not be of much use. At most, it can be nourished with treasures, and it cannot even be reincarnated.

If there is no reliable person to protect, the vitality and energy that is provided every now and then may just disappear into the wild land after hundreds of years.

At most, leave a little obsession and turn into a demon.

In that case, even if it completely disappeared in this world.

Yang Lin didn't know, in the original trajectory, whether Taoist Hongyun died without any residue left, probably most of them were, and if it fell into the hands of Taoist Minghe, there would be no hope at all.

However, Taoist Hongyun now has a little bit of hope. It just so happens that his good friend has always been there and has arrived.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, I won't lay hands on Fellow Daoist Hongyun's remnant soul. If you want, you can take it. It will be considered as the end of the friendship between you and Hongyun for hundreds of millions of years."

Yang Lin looked at the half-damaged pyrotechnic gourd in his hand, turned around, and said with a sigh.

As his voice fell, the yellow light on the ground shone slightly, and a huge green ancient tree emerged like a pavilion. The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled. It seemed that there were dozens of babies crying softly.

A Taoist in a khaki Taoist robe with five long beards came out with mournful eyes: "Fellow Daoist Hongyun really can't escape this catastrophe, alas, I'm still one step too late."

Zhen Yuanzi's sadness is certainly true. Over the past countless years, he and Taoist Hongyun have spent most of their time together, discussing Taoism and playing chess in their spare time, traveling together in the prehistoric wilderness, seeking opportunities...

One of the two has an outrageous personality and chatters; the other has a calm temperament, preferring to be quiet but not moving, with complementary personalities, they live a happy life.

Under normal circumstances, knowing the friendship between the two, no one would dare to provoke one of them. Attack the two at the same time.

No one will easily offend them unless it is absolutely necessary.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for Hongyun to make friends everywhere and find that the whole world is a good friend.

Everyone's identity is different, and the world they see is different.

He never imagined that when he saw the dark side of the world for the first time, he would face an inevitable end.

Seeing Taoist Hongyun practiced hard for hundreds of millions of years and ended up like this, no matter how calm Zhen Yuanzi was, he couldn't help feeling sad at this moment, and almost burst into tears.

He stretched out his hand to take the broken gourd handed over by Yang Lin, and carefully protected the mark of the true spirit with the anger of the wood spirit. He looked at the place where Minghe and Kunpeng were reduced to ashes with some hatred and relief, bowed and saluted: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for protecting my friend's magic weapon and remnant soul. Zhenyuan has nothing to repay, so I just give a few fruits, which is a small gesture of gratitude."

As he spoke, the towering ancient tree branches and leaves behind him swayed, and nine white, gleaming babies fell down. It seemed that they could still hear the childish voice in their ears. When they looked closely, they were the fruits of nine cool-looking babies. .

Just by smelling the fruity fragrance, I feel that the soul is clear and spiritual, and the cultivation base that has reached the peak state can actually jump up a bit.

"Ginseng fruit!"

Yang Lin stretched out his hand to take it, feeling a little joy in his heart.

This thing matures once every 9000 years, because one tree bears thirty, and its effectiveness may be a little worse than the nine flowers and three fruits of my own magnolia tree, but it is already a rare treasure. The most important thing is that according to the rumors, this The taste of this kind of fruit is very good. When the second senior brother ate it in one bite, he was so fascinated that he almost swallowed his tongue and wanted to eat two more.

For someone like Yang Lin who loves delicious food, medicinal effects come second, and satisfying appetite comes first.

Of course, for him, the medicinal effect is mediocre, but for Changxi and the boys and girls at home, it is an excellent treasure, which can rapidly improve the Taoism, and eating one can save thousands of years of practice.

"Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan has a heart."

Karma is the most important thing in this world, and from a certain level, I have saved Hongyun's life.

He also helped him avenge his blood and hatred, and he could still afford to eat a few fruits from Zhenyuanzi.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi's sad face, he carefully put the nine-nine scattered soul gourd into the tree's heart to warm it up, Yang Lin thought for a while and said: "You don't need to be too sad, fellow Taoist Zhenyuan, if the poor calculation is correct, The next time the flowers bloom, the prehistoric world should be able to be reincarnated, with the power of heaven and earth, to make up for the damage to the soul, just wait quietly, and one day, Fellow Daoist Hongyun will be able to come back to life again."

"Really?"

Zhen Yuanzi's joy was no small matter, he couldn't help but blurted out.

In a blink of an eye, he shook his head again and said with a smile: "Poverty Daoist speaks indiscriminately for a while, it's not that he doubts fellow Taoist."

"I know, don't worry. Fortunately, I came in time before. Before the Taoist Minghe made a move, he had already made a move, leaving a glimmer of life and a chance to make amends. However, the next battle is fierce and dangerous. Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi It's better to leave early."

Chapter 734 Thousands of words, hard to say

"Do you want a poor helper?"

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated for a moment, but his body didn't move. He just took out a book, and the thick earth energy covered the ground for thousands of miles.

"No, Fellow Daoist Zhenyuan, we'd better find a place with abundant spiritual energy first, and set up a large formation to warm and nourish the remnant souls of Fellow Daoist Hongyun. These people who hide their heads and show their tails don't need to spend much trouble, please do it yourself."

"Fellow Daoist, take care."

Zhen Yuanzi took a deep look at Yang Lin with complicated eyes, and gave another salute, and his figure disappeared into the ground and went away suddenly.

It has never been mentioned, the primordial purple aura that originally remained on Taoist Hongyun.

Of course he knew who would appear next.

Taoist Styx lives in seclusion in the sea of ​​blood, and he has no friends or influence on weekdays. After he dies, he has no follow-up.

At least, in the thousands of years after he recovered his cultivation and practiced to his original state, no one would dare to make trouble.

Then, the person who will come is easy to guess.

As one of the five emperors of the demon clan, Kunpeng was titled a demon master, but he was a big man with an organization and background. He just died in the barren hills and mountains with no bones left. It is impossible for the demon clan to ignore him.

Of course, Taoist Mu is very powerful. Many years ago, he was not afraid of the monster clan's joint attack. Now that his cultivation base has greatly improved, he has been accepted as a registered disciple by Hong Jun, and he has obtained the primordial purple energy. It is even more impossible for him to care about the monster clan s attack.

Even in a big fight between the two sides, he estimated that Taoist Mu would win the most.

Therefore, there is no need to intervene...

Of course, the more important thing is the remnant soul of Taoist Hongyun, who really can't stand the slightest twists and turns at this time.

In the event of a fight, if one of them fails to protect and kills Hong Yun's remnant soul, it will be in vain to blind the other party's good intentions.

……

The fiery red clouds still burning in the sky dimmed the brilliance, and a cold and lonely atmosphere appeared. Yang Lin looked up, and saw Fengguan Xiapei, a luxurious woman appeared in front of him.

This woman has exquisite eyebrows, a soft face, a dignified and graceful body, and a bit of a maternity posture. As soon as she appeared, she looked at Changxi who was like a little bird beside Yang Lin, without blinking her eyes. .

It was Di Jun's natural marriage partner, Xi He, who came.

Yang Lin had thought that it would be Di Jun who led the monster army and Zhou Tian Xingdou.

I also thought about it, Donghuang Taiyi rang the Chaos Bell to attack far away in time and space.

I even want to cross the river map and Luoshu to show off its power and blockade all directions.

However, he never thought that the one who came was not one of the leaders of the Yaozu, but Xi He, a female cultivator who was not famous for her combat power.

"This Kunpeng pretended to be a demon master, and he didn't have much respect among the demon clan. His death was really worthless, and he didn't even have anyone to take revenge..."

Yang Lin felt as if a cat was crying like a rat, and couldn't help but sighed for Demon Master Kunpeng.

"elder sister!"

Changxi was stunned, his eyes were happy at first, and then his expression turned cold: "You are here to find my master, and you want to get the Primordial Purple Qi for Di Jun, maybe you have thought about trading it with some powerful treasure... ...Tell me, what price are you going to pay, why don't Dijun and the others dare to show up?"

Xi He looked slightly embarrassed: "Sister, no matter what we say, there are countless years of sisterhood. Even if my sister did something wrong back then, after such a long time, you should calm down..."

She regained her composure, and saw that a Taoist in green robes did not intend to speak out, and quickly said: "Brother-in-law is very capable and has a high status, after being accepted as a disciple by the Taoist ancestor, he even got a majestic purple aura.

I heard that this thing is a hindrance to sanctification, if my brother-in-law only got one purple qi, my sister would not dare to ask for it, but now there are two, isn't it?If he is willing to transfer it, the Demon Emperor proposed that the matter of the death of Demon Master Kunpeng should not be pursued anymore, and the past grievances would also be written off, and a complete set of the most precious river map and Luoshu would be given as a gift. "

"Come on, Dijun and Taiyi are willing to pursue the death of Demon Master Kunpeng, so let's continue to pursue the investigation. There is no need to write off the grievances. Anyway, this day is very idle. It is quite interesting to fight with the demon clan."

Yang Lin teased with a half-smile: "In fact, I really never thought that the emperor, who is majestic and mighty, would not dare to appear in front of the poor, but let you, a girl, show her face.

Hetu and Luoshu are good, but is Pindao so little treasure? "

As he was talking, Yang Lin took out his hands casually, and took out...

A beautiful bottle of thin-necked white porcelain, this is the Four Seas Bottle, and two murderous swords, this is Yuantu Abi, with 24 bright moons shining above his head, and all kinds of precious lights around his body.

What flags, toilets, this does not count, there are circles, treasure trees, treasure nails and so on.

He picked and picked at will, and threw the long-necked white porcelain bottle to Changxi who was looking sullen beside him, and said with a smile, "Hey, although your comb can divide yin and yang and trap enemies into formations, it still lacks two killer tricks." Take this bottle too, if anyone dares to make a mistake and rob you in the future, just hit him with the bottle."

"Mulan tree, I don't want it anymore, you have given me a lot of things." Changxi's cheeks flushed, not because the treasures were too expensive, but because of the feeling of being given treasures and being loved by others Really intoxicating.

"Besides, I don't have anything worth snatching from others. In this world, if you dare to risk offending you to snatch me, a girl like you, I'm afraid you'll lose your head."

"Who said that there is nothing worth grabbing? Isn't that what it is?"

Yang Lin pulled out a long purple light rainbow from the cave on the spot. The purple light was dazzling and seemed to contain the ultimate mystery of the universe.

He pressed the purple air between Changxi's eyebrows, "You should understand it carefully... I have read it. The purple air in the primordial universe contains everything, and it has the original rules of the world at the beginning of the world. When you understand it, the rules are complete, it is true." Those who can break through the level of sanctification, this point, Daozu is not lying."

"...Master!" Changxi stared blankly at Yang Lin, tears slowly falling from the corners of his eyes.

She is actually quite poor, and apart from the laurel tree, she doesn't have any innate spiritual treasures.

Some of the most precious things are also some postnatal spiritual treasures... The hairpin given to the virgin girl Yaochi who is the gatekeeper of Zixiao Palace is already her best treasure.

However, Chang Xi usually has a calm temperament, is good at entertaining himself, and has no strong ambitions.

She didn't envy other people's innate spiritual treasures, nor did she ever think about how high her cultivation must be. She never dreamed about becoming a saint in her life.

Feeling the majestic purple energy in the primordial spirit at this time, she had mixed feelings for a moment.

'Perhaps, being caught on Crane Island that day was the luckiest thing in my life. '

The monks in the world, even if they are as noble as the demon emperor and as weird as the Styx, they can't ask for the supreme treasure, the primordial purple qi... It is said that a piece of purple qi can create a treasure of a saint, and he just gave it to himself for nothing.

'What can I do? '

Changxi burst into tears on the spot, unable to speak.

Xi He saw it in his eyes, and felt sore in his heart, his eyes were as red as a rabbit on the moon.

Even if there are thousands of words at this time, they can only be turned into "Fuck!"

Chapter 735 Say You Can, You Can

"My lord, I'm only in the Da Luo realm, and I haven't mastered the Tao yet. Isn't it too wasteful to use this primordial purple energy? There are many people who are more suitable for this purple energy than me."

After Changxi was moved, she felt a little inappropriate.

This Primordial Purple Qi is really too precious.

She followed him to listen to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, and also heard what the Taoist ancestor said. He said that there should be seven saints under his sect, and the six disciples occupied six seats, and also occupied the six primordial purple energy. A burst of majestic purple energy can be used as a great opportunity for the world to try their luck.

What does this mean?

In Daozu's view, the six primordial purple qi he bestowed on six disciples, whether they are direct disciples or registered disciples, can be sanctified.

Only the last one is not sure.

If you don't say it, you can snatch it, you can snatch it, and whoever gets the primordial purple energy and understands it thoroughly, that is a chance and good luck.

Therefore, as soon as Hongyun Taoist came out of Zixiao Palace, he immediately attracted the attention of interested people.

It's not that the two thousand disciples present at Zixiao Palace didn't want to win. Just come to the door first.

Of course, it wasn't just Kunpeng and Minghe who were present, but with a slight delay, no, the monster army arrived.

Xi He, who is the demon queen, appeared here, so there was no need to ask, Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi would certainly not stop coming.

The majestic purple air that the whole world is coveting is now in his hands, and Changxi is like a dream. Although he likes it so much that he is about to explode, he is still a little nervous.

No matter how you look at it, I am really not qualified to comprehend this primordial purple energy.

Because this kind of treasure that implies a chance of sanctification is not an ordinary treasure, but a consumable.

Once used, it is gone.

Although Daozu Hongjun said that only seven people from his sect became saints, what he meant was that even those who were not from his sect could be sanctified.