Sovereign to Immortality

At the same time that Yang Junshan collected treasures among the three imperial palaces, other monks who poured into the secrets of Xianfu also received their own.

Under a hail, Xiao Yu walked cautiously on the ice, and at the same time, his body was full of breath, and he seemed to be looking for something carefully.

"The Three Legends of the Immortals claimed to be the wind, the snow, and the sword. The name of the Jianxue Jianzong was actually derived from this. Among them, there is more than one kind of Taoism. But the most important thing is that the wind and the wind are right, even though this wind tunnel is only ranked in the ninety-ninth place on the Taoist magical list, but it is the three masters of the fairy goddess. One of the three core tactics!"

"According to the records of the Zongmen Classics, there will be special wind marks left after the performance of the disabled winds. It is called the 'residual winds and left marks'. This is one of the signs of the Three Legends of the Immortals. Now this hail The bottom old man has found traces several times, which are consistent with the records of the Zongmen classics."

"If there is no mistake in the records of the Zongmen classics, the three sacred sacred priests are sealed in this Xianfu. After the reinvented body is disintegrated and seated, his sacred seed is very likely to be passed down. Originally it should be the remains of the three sacred sages for the Fengxue Jianzong. Nowadays, all the fairy tales are gathered, but the Fengxue Jianzong has to be a shrinking tortoise. Now the inheritance of this supernatural power is not necessarily cheaper than the old man!"

When I thought of this, the hail in front of me suddenly split into two at this time, which made the original hopeful Xiao Yu do a sneak peek. When he speculated on which side to continue tracking, his gaze suddenly stared at it. The hail is divided into two ice walls.

"Oh, it was here, but it was almost lost!"

Xiao Yugan suddenly rejoiced...

On the top of an iceberg, the ancestral ancestors stood by the sword, and the ice peaks around them were mostly traces of swords and axe chiseling. It looked like a mess. It’s obviously just experienced a big battle. From the results, it’s obvious that the Dongliu Taoist ancestors became The last winner.

"In the past, the three sacred swordsmanships claimed to be the world's first in the world, and in fact the swordsmanship that he himself practiced was not top-notch. The swordsmanship of the moon was also ranked in the forty-fifth place on the Taoist magical list. It is the famous Xianjian Shentong Guanghan Jianqi, which is only ranked in the 22nd place in the swordsmanship list."

"However, this is the case. The three masters of swordsmanship can also make the fairy tales in the fairy palace. It is obvious that the so-called supernatural ranking is only one aspect of measuring strength. The true strength of a person lies in its people, not In this person, I have repaired several top-ranking supernatural powers and got a few good quality magic weapons."

The eastward ancestors shook their wrists, and the flying sword suddenly flashed without it. Then the whole person floated up and flew away in the distance.

"But the strength is not high, but it can't bring longevity and long-term vision. At most, it is just a means to defend the longevity. If you want to live forever, you will still have to become a fairy."

"How can it become a fairy? You can't break free from the mirror. It can only be a chess piece in the hands of the master. At best, it is a big ants. So it doesn't mean that everything is going well. The plastic fairy body is golden, and it is possible to get rid of the control of the landlord and to be happy between the stars and the sky!"

"So, although I know the greatest purpose of the fairy gods in this fairy palace, it is to get the secret of the three golden fairy to reinvent the fairy body, but this does not prevent them from looking for something first."

"However, it is still somewhat guilty of the jealousy of those who are doing this, but if they join hands with others, then they almost forgot. At this time, there is a suitable candidate among the immortals!"

Shortly after he left, the ice that he had stood suddenly collapsed, and dozens of hundreds of flat and huge ice pieces fell, and each piece of ice looked smooth as a mirror.

Sang Wuji also came to the secrets of the Three Immortals, but he did not seem to be flustered at this time. It was not like to sneak in the ice and snow, but it was not like to fight for the legacy of the Three Immortals. More like it is to play.

"Although I have generally understood the real reason for the birth of the three sacred ancestors, if the old man has been doing nothing like this, I am afraid it will provoke other people's doubts!"

Sang Wuji turned his head and looked at it, but he saw a black shadow disappearing from an ice wall, and the corner of his mouth could not help but pick up a trace of embarrassment.

"The way the Yuan Shenxian reshapes the fairy body will be known in the future. But from the perspective of the three golden fairy, the reinventing of the fairy body is definitely related to the twenty-seventh seat world that has not yet been born. Hey, yes, this time the fairy tales want to open the fairy tales, I am afraid not only want to get the secret of the three sacred ancestors, but I also want to get the real world of the twenty-seventh seat world. Where is the location?"

At this time, Sang Wuji suddenly noticed that some people were approaching in his left, back and right directions.

"It’s a person outside the domain!"

Sang Wuji’s heart was moving, the dark passage was not good, but he was careless. He only thought that he had no desire for this trip to Xianfu, but he forgot that this was originally a hunting ground. He didn’t want to provoke people. But it does not mean that other people will not come to him.

This is to treat yourself as a fat sheep, and want to slam it up -

"What is this, can actually freeze the soul of the gods?"

Yang Junshan’s heart is very different. In the middle of Dantian’s tires, a large number of people have already merged with the force of pure Yang’s Jiuzhen Zhenyuan. At the same time, Yang Junshan’s gods also sent strong fluctuations. The power of the coldness of the soul is even when it is repelled.

Although the power of chilling is easily retreated, it is because the attacked person is Yang Junshan. Whether it is his body or the god, it has already been contaminated with a lot of pure yang. It is not far from Chengxian. These chilly sources naturally hurt him.

But if you change someone, even if it is also Huang Tingdao, suddenly it will be attacked by this chilly force. Even if you can avoid the injury, it is impossible to get rid of it like Yang Junshan.

However, after Yang Junshan had prepared, when he once again cut the ice surface under his feet, although the chilling force that came out inside was more and more powerful, it was no longer hurting Yang Junshan.

Through the open ice hole, Yang Junshan saw that there was a layer of ice beneath the ice, but this layer of ice was exactly the same as the palm-like surface of the other ice on the platform.

However, there is a clear liquid on the textured ice below, and the previous chilling power that can freeze the soul of the gods is just the size of the hands. Dissipated from the liquid.

At this time, the fluctuations in the void are like the swords going straight to Yang Junshan. At the same time, there is a shout of a little joy coming: "It is actually a shrine!"

A cold screaming moment, Yang Junshan, who was bending over to see the total liquid in the ice hole, did not know when it had already straightened up, looking coldly at the direction of the attack, and then he saw him violently Wave.

"Snapped!"

The void in front of him was suddenly broken and broken.

In the turbulent space turmoil, a figure hidden in the void was fanned out by Yang Junshan. The man didn't even have time to make a sound, and the whole body had already been fanned out, even because the speed was too fast to be in the air. Draw a parabola, but directly collapsed an ice peak beyond a few dozen feet, and then embedded the second ice peak.

Yang Junshan licked some numb palms and looked at the figure that was struggling to get up from the ice peaks in the distance. He frowned and said: "Xuan Ming Wu?"

Listening to this sentence is not like talking to himself, as if to ask other people.

In fact, when Yang Junshan was on this high platform, he had already attracted the attention of the people. However, Yang Junshan was always quiet. First, he had absolute confidence in his own strength. The second was that he was at that time. When I found out the clue, I didn’t have a sound, but I waited for the other party to send it to the door.

"Giggle, a thunderous robbery, but I don't want to be able to catch a slap in the foot of Junshan Dao. The ‘弑仙道人’ is really worthy of the name!”

A woman’s voice came from a place not far from Yang Junshan, and it happened to link Yang Junshan’s question.

However, Yang Junshan did not have the slightest surprise at this time. He just nodded slightly. Obviously, he already knew that there were other people hiding around him, and the sentence just seemed to be asking the woman.

Yang Junshan glanced at the struggling sorcerer on the distant mountain, but he saw that the thunderbolt was all bleeding in the ear and nose. He looked at Yang Junshan with a dreadful color and then turned around. He hurried away.

After regaining his gaze, Yang Junshan’s post-eyes were already staring at the ice hill somewhere outside the dozens of feet: “Daoyou praised, and asked the Taoist friends to show up!”

A sigh came, and a woman’s figure gradually appeared on the ice hill, and her voice came again: “The Taoist friend is really awkward, and Xuehong’s friends are not only in the innocent iceland’s Xuanming tribe, but in the week. There is a very famous reputation among the various witchcraft tribes in the world, but they have not been able to hold the slap of the Junshan Taoist ancestors today, and do not say that the internal and external injuries on his body want to heal without knowing how many years it will take. This is the confidence that the Taoist friend flew away from the palm of his hand. I don’t know if I can recover it. Maybe a Huangting seedling would be destroyed."

Yang Junshan first looked at the woman in front of her face with a blank expression. Then she smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "Yeah, I just don’t know who the snow-winged witch is, but who is it? I know that Yang’s men had just married a Huang Ting witch in the past few years?”

The woman’s face was a stiff, and she laughed and said: “Junshan Daozu is laughing.”

Yang Junshan smiled slightly. Although he had speculation about the identity of the person in front of him, he politely asked: "I don't know how friends call it?"

The woman saw Yang Junshan unveiled the previous incident. The slightest tension on the face was dissipated. He smiled and said: "It’s a good time to be in the ice palace."