Chapter 31 This chess game must be no difficulty!

7days ago Xuanhuan Novels 6
Beyond the Qingyao Mountain.

The mountains are towering and the streams are densely packed.

Abundant water vapor lingers in the world, scattering into the high sky, gently brushing the hem of two gorgeous clothes.

In the air, a crown figure stood with his hands behind his hands, with a full crown bead, and in the gap, there was a majestic gaze, condensed as if it were the essence; not far away, there was a beautiful figure standing on the flower, with a beautiful appearance and a spring water.

Looking at the surging thunder that was like the sky river in Qingyao Mountain, the Supreme Emperor of the Ryukeng Dynasty and the Ancestor Su Zhentian looked extremely solemn.

The Supreme Emperor said in a deep voice: This kind of Taoist disaster is fierce, as if it is endless, and the background of the person who has overcome the disaster is extraordinary!

Su Zhentian’s ancestor frowned slightly: The Demon Emperor covered Qingyao Mountain. Just looking at the scale of the Taoist tribulation, we cannot determine who was passing the tribulation inside.

If it is an ordinary Taoist tribulation, it must be one of the demon lords under the demon emperor.

But the Taoist tribulation in front of us far exceeded the ordinary scale of the thunder.

Those demon lords should not have such a foundation.

The Supreme Emperor said: If it is not a demon clan, he should be a fellow Taoist who is 64 kalpas.

But the nine major sects and those in the sixty-four kalpas have all Mahayana except the Medicine Fairy.

Master Su Zhentian pondered for a while and suddenly said: There is another sixty-four tribulations, that is Pei Ling, Chongming Sect!

The Supreme Emperor shook his head immediately and said: Pei Ling had just broken through the tribulation period. Even if he had sixty-four tribulations, the first Taoist tribulation would not have such power.

Moreover, it has only been less than a month since Pei Ling broke through.

It is still a long time before his first Taoist disaster comes.

Even if he is a peerless genius who is comparable to the founders, he has to wait for nine months.

Master Su Zhentian nodded slightly, thought for a while, and then said: It’s not those demon masters, the nine sects who have passed through the tribulation, nor Pei Ling... That’s one of the demon emperor’s prehistoric bodies!

The body of the demon emperor...

The Supreme Emperor pondered for a moment, and then said: Then, this Taoist tribulation just looks like a Taoist tribulation...

Speaking of this, the two of them suddenly fell silent, stopped talking, but just looked quietly at the thunder in the distance.

The purple and blue lights rise and fall one after another, reflecting their eyes, all deep and complex.

After a moment, the roar gradually subsided, and above the sky, the heavy clouds of disaster quickly dissipated.

The sky light shone again, and the green blue reappeared.

At this moment, the Supreme Emperor immediately said loudly: "Zhaorong" of the Ryukeng Dynasty, I am here to visit the Demon Emperor, please take the time to meet!

Master Su Zhentian also said: Su Zhentian is ‘Huanmeng’, please meet with Senior Demon Emperor!

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a earth-shaking sound suddenly came from Qingyao Mountain. The earth was shaking in an instant, and the terrifying demonic power surged, like a stormy wave. The powerful impact force even outside Qingyao Mountain, countless plants and trees fell out, birds and beasts fled in panic, the earth shook, and the streams crisscrossed.

The dust and sand mixed with water vapor rose wildly for a long time before they stopped.

Seeing this scene, the two of them immediately showed suspicion.

The Demon Emperor took action just now!

But the direction of his attack seems to be where the traitor is.

Before they could figure out the situation, the disaster clouds rose again in the sky, and the darkness gathered. In the vastness, it was like the sky was about to collapse, swallowing the sky light in a blink of an eye, causing the dark night to return to the earth.

Among the thick clouds, thousands of electric snakes roared and roared.

The terrifying power of the heavens fills the world.

This disaster cloud is larger than before!

Zhaorong and Kongmeng looked at each other and saw the doubts in each other's eyes. The time between the two heavenly tribulations was too short, so it shouldn't be the one who was passing the tribulations alone.

If the one who has just passed the tribulation is the body of the demon emperor, then who led the stronger heavenly tribulation now?

Rumble...

The sound of thunder rolls, crushing the void, and the vast light surging down from the sky, like a waterfall formed by thunder, whistling like endless...

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Chongming Sect.

The Palace of Inheritance.

Thousands of soul lamps are filled with sinking and floating, and halos of large and small gather into a brilliant ocean.

Above the sea of ​​soul lamps, white bones penetrated through the void, and blood flowed out. The bones and blood blended with each other. Soon, a throne of red and white intertwined, cold and terrifying cold throne was cast in the air.

On the throne, a graceful and graceful figure suddenly appeared.

The blood lingered around his body, as if he was in a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

A piece of gauze scarf was covered with her face, covering her appearance, revealing only her long eyebrows and eyes covered by her long eyelashes.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, her eyes as bright as blades, biting cold and extremely sharp, and her eyes immediately looked towards the direction of Qingyao Mountain.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in her ears: That was the saint of this sect passing through the Daodao.

He is the introductory path this time.

Hearing this, Xinghen nodded slightly, which was the voice of Senior Fuqiong.

She asked calmly: Which Taoist disaster is this for him?

Fuqiong said: The second game.

Xinghen heard this, his expression remained unchanged, and he said in his mouth: It was too early to awaken me by the senior.

Fuqiong said indifferently: He is not forty-nine kalpas, nor is he sixty-four kalpas...

As long as he does not fall in the middle, his speed of entering Mahayana will be very fast!

Xingheng The originally indifferent face rarely appeared with a trace of surprise, the lead of the immortal road of eighty-one disasters!?

If this is true, this game will definitely be no difficulty!

Of course, the premise is that the other party will not be killed by the Daojiao...

Thinking of this, Xinghen said no more nonsense and quickly: I want to prepare for three months.

Three months later, he immediately went to the void outside the territory to survive the last Taoist disaster.

Deep in the Inheritance Hall, Fuqiong stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of a portrait of a boy with a red coat and a golden lock connected to three faces. He nodded slightly when he heard this and replied: Don’t forget to leave the inheritance.

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Eternal Night Desert.

The darkness is as old as before, and the damp breath is mixed with a little thunderous burning meaning, spreading vastness.

The branches and leaves are swaying, the wind is shouting, like crying and complaining.

The madman wandered aimlessly under the dark forest, trampling on all kinds of movements.

The snake pisnus snake quickly climbed through swamps full of bright red moss, and countless bubbles burst in a slight gurgle.

The perfect figure walked through these weird and chaotic places step by step. His eyes were not affected by the dark night. He swept it casually and it was already visible.

Suddenly, he turned his head again and looked towards Qingyao Mountain, slightly surprised.

In just ten days, two consecutive Taoist disasters?

However, the thunder tribulation, the inner demon tribulation, the outer tribulation...

That mortal who survived the tribulation could not survive this second Taoist tribulation...even, he could not survive tonight!

Thinking of this, the immortal retracted his gaze again.

A genius is no longer accustomed to his long years.

If you don’t become an immortal, you will be the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water. In the blink of an eye, you will be blown away by the rain and wind, and will be destroyed by the rolling time...