A journey to the fairy world?
Become an emperor?
Pei Ling was stunned. Without waiting for him to think too much, his body had already stepped out under the control of the system and instantly came to a light blue world.
The dome is vast and clear, and the light as pure as glass flows thousands of times. The vast sea of clouds hides the palace of the Immortal Palace. The broken Tianmen collapses in the sea of clouds and mountains and mists. The traces of battle have not yet been completely healed.
This is Qingquan Realm Heaven!
The moment Pei Ling stepped into the Qingquan Realm Heaven, he cut through the clear distinctive heavens and all worlds, quickly bridged and returned to independent heavens and earths.
The blue sky is vast and the earth is towering, as if the dust has settled, and it is quiet again.
Immortals are separated, and the stars are vast between the realms and the sky; the lower realms are also far apart.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling took another step and came to an extremely gorgeous and solemn palace city.
The palace city is floating among the towering clouds and mountains, and countless clouds on it are destroyed. The formation patterns are turbulent like tides, with mysterious powers that are invigorated, isolating the inside and the outside.
The high platform in the palace stands, with jade trees like a cover, shining brightly.
Under the tree, a figure wearing a straw raincoat and a hat was sitting cross-legged. His eyes were closed, his fangs were like blades, and his robe sleeves were fluttering, revealing his blue and white palms, and his seven fingers were shining. Judging from his appearance, he was the immortal Shang Shen!
When he noticed that an immortal suddenly broke into this place, Shang Shen immediately shouted coldly: You are...
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling stretched out his hand and pressed the Tianling on his head!
In an instant, Shang Shen lost all his immortal abilities, all his origins, all his laws... Even his body's control and perception were all lost!
His appearance and robe were turbulent. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a man with a sleek and erect body. His face was as smooth as a mirror and had no facial features.
The breath of darkness, death, ruthlessness, and cursed fills the body... It's a curse!
At this time, the mantra was shocked, the person who came was the Immortal Lord!
His aura was not concealed at all. His current cultivation level could not even be able to look directly at the other party!
Yes, the other party’s aura is too strong!
With such close contact, He only felt that the other party's aura was like a priest, vast and majestic, as if an ant was leaning forward, trying to look up at the mountains and seas, but for a moment, he could not even judge which immortal the other party was!
Without waiting for the curse, Pei Ling had already opened his mouth and vomited a cloud of cold and deep black air under the control of the system.
As soon as this black gas appeared, it immediately turned into a huge throne hanging upside down in the sky!
The throne is pure black all over, full of dead silence and coldness. It is covered with scarlet curses, densely packed and endlessly stacked.
The next moment, the throne turned into a ball of mysterious light and penetrated into the curse's eyebrows.
The Netherworld aura on the Curse instantly surged and became extremely rich.
Pei Ling immediately recognized that the person in His hand is the lead of the immortal road of the previous generation, a curse!
It is also the master of the original master of the practice of the Sun Eclipse Secret Record!
And the black air He had just spit out was His throne in Yousu Tomb!
He is a little confused about the current operation of the system...
The opportunity to become an emperor requires curse?
Just as she was thinking, a scene suddenly appeared in Pei Ling's mind...
Ce Yujie Tian.
The purple color of different thicknesses fills the whole world, and huge feathers are suspended in the sky, and the mountains and rivers above it are hidden in the house.
There is a huge feather in the southwest corner, with undulating mountains and thriving plants.
Inside a certain mountain, there was a new cave, and the ban was in a hurry, and the dark aura was dissipated.
In the cave, a dark figure was sitting cross-legged.
The whole body is cold and full of disasters and disasters. It is a disaster!
The next moment, Pei Ling opened his mouth again and spit out another thick black gas.
This black gas turned into a huge upside-down throne, and the throne was filled with tremendous disasters.
In the blink of an eye, the throne turned into a mysterious light and penetrated into the curse's eyebrows.
The curse is full of death, and the aura belonging to the underworld is even more heavy.
This is Yousu Tomb, the throne of disaster!
After becoming a master, everything in the heavens is under His control!
The system's operation just now was to take back the throne of disaster from afar and transfer it to the curse!
In Pei Ling's mind, the depths of the ocean appeared again. The sea water surging like ink, an isolated island was silent, like a tomb, with huge trees towering on it, and the branches were like a cover... It was the Yousu Tomb!
As the last throne penetrated into the curse's eyebrows, the aura of the curse changed drastically. The originally unpatterned cloth suddenly appeared with a shallow twelve heralds. A pair of soap boots were also raised above the barefoot, and the outline of the crown on its head appeared, as if Liú beads would hang down the next moment.
But there is a little bit of the aura of the Lord of the Underworld!
After doing all this, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, continued to press the curse of the heavenly spirit, motionless, as if waiting for something...
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The end of the heavens and all worlds.
In nothingness, there is a palace that appears quietly.
It is gorgeous and solemn, winding for thousands of miles, with jade branches and jade trees, scattered with carvings, and colorful rays, appearing from the depths of the palace, shining on the sky, turning into thousands of auspicious air, cleansing vertically and horizontally, relaxing and unrestrained.
The entire palace is flawless, full of eternal majesty and heaviness.
It seems that it has existed before countless years, before time flows; it also seems that it is immortal, after countless years, after time ends, it remains unmoved.
This is... Palace of Eternity!
At present, there is a throne hanging high in the main hall of the Eternal Hall.
The ancient style of lamps is opposite like a forest, with magnificent stars inside, emitting magnificent brilliance and illuminating the deep and vast palace.
With stars surrounded by, ears drooping shoulders, the ethereal and lofty Immortal Li Luo sat upright in the seat, his eyes slightly closed.
Suddenly, He noticed something, opened his eyes immediately, and looked in one direction.
Chaos took action!
Li Luo The immortal master thought, and immediately there was a disaster cloud quickly condensed over the vast palace under the elixir.
All the heavenly tribulations of the heavens and all realms rushed to us in an instant!
The disaster clouds surged, the thunder roared, and the mysterious aura flowed in the vast rolling.
Soon, the heavenly tribulation turned into a woman with white hair as frost and scarlet robe. Her eyes were closed, and her perfect face was without any emotion or energy. She was connected to her body, without any vitality, like a dead thing.
This is the other half of the heavenly tribulation!
Li Luo The Immortal Lord stretched out his palm, and a green halo immediately condensed in his palm.
The halo was extremely lively and full of the breath of life. It was like the initial cute of countless creatures, and it seemed to brew magnificent hope, with the most instinctive joy and expectation, and it was also completely immortal and immortal!
This is eternal life!
It is also a symbol of life!
Li Luo Immortal Lord let go of his hand, and the emerald green halo immediately floated towards the heavenly tribulation in the Eternal Hall.
However, just as he was about to float to the center of the heavenly tribulation, the Immortal Lord Li Luo suddenly stopped and the green halo disappeared without a trace!
The Immortal Lord turned his head and looked towards the direction of Qingquan Realm.
Just now, I also want to create a priest?
After a moment of hesitation, the Immortal Li Luo brushed his long sleeves and the heavenly tribulation of His Highness dispersed without a trace.
He withdrew his gaze that looked at Qingquan Jietian and slowly stood up.
Chaos If he wanted to accommodate all worlds, He could have used a simple method... to check and balance Chaos with his other half of the heavenly tribulation!
But at this moment, as long as He gives his life to another half of the heavenly tribulation, the human race who has just become a noble will be like Chaos... to create honor!
Then, take the opportunity to accept death!
Now, He has to change his way to stop Chaos!
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Panya World.
The blood moon is like a hook.
In the main hall of the Moon Palace, under the gorgeous and evil elixir, Pei Ling's soul stood quietly, like a puppet.
Top.
The robe and shirt of the heavenly tribulation were as bloody as it was, and a very pale palm was pressed on his shoulders.
No!
The extremely familiar voice was calm and low, like a bell of a great man, echoing back and forth in the Guang Hall.
This voice is exactly the same as myself!
There was no hesitation in the heavenly tribulation, and it was a palm that turned around!
boom!!!
In the deafening loud noise, the magnificent palace turned into five-color miasma fog in an instant. In the fog, the sound of insects gnawing overwhelmingly, and the dense vertical pupils rushed to open, casting cold and resentful gazes, with tentacles floating, blood lines like tides, and the tiny palms intertwined with blue and black prints the void, and the shadows flashed intertwined...
Cold, chaotic, evil, depraved... rises with a bang!
Looking at this scene, the heavenly tribulation felt very confused. He was the master of chaos!
But at this moment, He lost control of all chaos!
At this time, a huge pure white throne rose slowly from the vast chaos.
Above the throne, a figure with scarlet furrowed golden palace clothes and white hair, with red lips, pure white eyes, flawless eyes, but full of chaos and disorder, looking at it, like a flash of hands, a thought of life and death!
It is the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
Looking at this visitor who looked exactly like him, a kind of inexplicable restlessness suddenly arose deep in the heart of the heavenly tribulation, as if something was extremely unfavorable to him, and it was about to happen!
But soon, he returned to peace and immediately said coldly: Dare to pretend to be the deity, who are you!
Yanxu The immortal prince raised his skirt and stood up, walked towards the heavenly calamity, while saying lightly: My name is "Yanxu"!
His voice is clearly like the sound of nature in the forest spring, flawless, but it is full of hysterical chaos and madness, as if there is no peace in the world.
While speaking, the Immortal Lord Yanxu stretched out his palm and grabbed it towards the heavenly tribulation.
The chaos surrounding the surroundings immediately rushed as if they heard the will, rushing across the sky, covering the disasters!
Tianjie said coldly: I am the "Yanxu"!
After speaking, his thoughts moved, and the space around him cracked in an instant, and all the roaring miasma, claws, vertical pupils, tentacles, blood lines... were swallowed by the void.
Immediately afterwards, Tianjie produced a simple magic trick with a magnificent voice: Sword·Looking at the moon in the cage, a line of immortals!
A round blood moon rose from the head of the heavenly tribulation. At the same time, the majestic sword intent exploded in the body of the immortal master. Blood flowed from the countless small wounds cut out, turning into dense tiny flying swords, rushing to the blood-colored hook moon rising above his head.
Yanxu The immortal power of the immortal master suddenly began to pass away.
His expression was faint, and he continued to move towards the heavenly tribulation, ignoring the attack of immortal arts at all.
Seeing that this existence pretending to be himself, under His immortal art of disobeying the Heavenly Principle, he had no power to fight back, and the heart of the Heavenly Tribulation instantly became stronger.
He is the one who is Yanxu!
He is the real evil!
He is Yanxu!
He is the silence...
However, the more the heavenly tribulation is, the stronger the restlessness deep in his heart will be!
In the dark, He felt that he seemed to have made a very fatal mistake!
When the mind is turning, the heavenly disaster suppresses all emotions. First, solve the existence in front of you who pretends to be yourself, and then think about anything else!
Immediately afterwards, the magic tricks in his hand changed, and his voice said coldly: All living beings, cross the boat in the sea of suffering!
No. All things in the turbid world, a feast for heaven!
Night·The Great Dream of the Misty Heaven, Illustrate the Floating Life!
The figure of the heavenly tribulation seemed to be constantly advancing in the dark, and the pupils of the world appeared in the entire world, with cold eyes looking at Yanxu.
At the same time, countless invisible mouths opened in the void, and all of them bit them to Yanxu.
The boiling chaos changes quietly, as if it wants to turn into the original gorgeous palace...
Yanxu The Immortal Lord did not make any defense. His whole body was covered with scars, with the dead and withered under the eyes of the Destruction Eyes; there was blood dripping from the wounds of the invisible giant mouth; and there were also wounds of large and small, blood turned into tiny flying swords, and it was still rushing towards the hook moon...
Blood soaked in the scarlet robe, and the gold-furrowed patterns showed a strange dark color. Every step he took was a majestic aura passing by quickly.
Yanxu The Immortal Lord's expression was always indifferent, without any fluctuations, and he didn't care about all the injuries on his body, and just walked towards the heavenly disaster calmly.
As the Immortal Lord Yanxu gets closer and closer, as he continues to affirm, the heavenly tribulation suddenly has an idea that he has never had before: He wants to retreat, turn around and escape, and want to leave here immediately!
This idea is extremely strong, almost surpassing its reason and directly dominates His actions!
And the indescribable restlessness deep in His heart began to turn into an unknown panic.
It is obvious that He has the upper hand at this moment, but it seems that the next moment, the future will be destroyed on the spot!
But He continued to breed a strong illusion. If he continued like this, He would face something even more terrible than falling!
What exactly went wrong?!
Knowing that the situation is wrong, the heavenly tribulation suppresses the instinctive impulse and does not retreat at all. He is the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
There is nothing that can make Him afraid!
Just as this thought arose, the scarlet robe and shirt blew like a sea of blood. The immortal master of Yanxu has come to Him!
Yanxu The immortal master looked at the eyes of the heavenly tribulation and said calmly: Not bad!You are 'Yanxu'!
After receiving this affirmation, Tianjie could not make any response, and the warning signs deep in his heart instantly reached the extreme at this moment!
You... are me!
Yanxu The Immortal Lord's voice echoed in this world for a long time.
It seems to be stating a fact, or it seems to be in the next conclusion!
The thinking of the heavenly tribulation instantly fell into indescribable chaos!
He is the silence...
He is the one before him...
No!
wrong!
But it seems that there is nothing wrong with it...
The heavenly tribulation stood in place, motionless, and the breath around his body changed like a tide of anger. His entire figure was squirming uncontrollably, as if it was formed by a gathering of billions of insects. At this moment, the insects woke up and were about to collapse; the scarlet palace dress was floating rapidly, and countless resentful faces appeared on the skirt, with screaming sounds covering the sky, as if the next moment, thousands of evil spirits surged out...
His entire body is shaking and will spread into chaos anytime and anywhere!
However, just as the heavenly tribulation was about to completely turn into chaos, the bizarre scenes around suddenly stagnated, and there was no movement or stillness, as if it was a solidified painting.
A plain voice instantly spread into the ears of the heavenly tribulation...
You are not "Yanxu"!
The sound is calm, but clear and cold, like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through countless chaos that entangled the heavenly tribulation.
The heavenly tribulation suddenly woke up, the wriggling insects, the resentful faces tearing their skirts, and the tentacles floating out of their sleeves... Frozen in an instant!
He seemed to know the problem...
He cannot admit that he is a silence!
but……
If I weren't Yanxu...
Then I...
Who is it?
At this moment, the majestic chaos was divided into two parts, half of which remained in chaos, and turned over like a tide; the half turned into a towering palace, solemn and perfect, the stars are lamps, and they are eternal, and it is the Eternal Palace!
The throne in the hall was hanging high, and a figure with big sleeves floating with ears hanging down on it, sitting upright, his eyes with double pupils, which was the Immortal Lord Li Luo!
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Qingquan Realm Heaven.
In the solemn immortal palace, on the high platform, there are jade trees swaying.
Under the tree, Pei Ling pressed the curse motionlessly under the control of the system.
The curse is intimidated by the power of the Immortal Lord, but the strength is not used at all, so I can only let it mercy!
Suddenly, the system seemed to have determined something, and then threw the spell in his hand as useless material and took it back together.
The outline of the crown on the body faded away in an instant, and the energy plummeted a lot than before. His body was free, but He didn't care about the power he had taken away without hesitation. He immediately tried his best to use the method of burning the soul to escape from this place in an instant...
At this time, under the control of the system, dense dark red patterns appeared all over Pei Ling.
All the patterns rushed behind him, pure darkness emerged, and the slender snow-white arms stretched out... Soon, they turned into Mo Lilan and appeared.
Looking at this scene, Pei Ling immediately understood that the will of the heavenly tribulation had been systematically refined into His incarnation...
Now that He has become a noble, the same is true in the heavenly tribulation!
The Dragon King Fu Yuan fell in the world of inner demons. The world of inner demons possesses the power of the Immortal Lord Yanxu. Since the water in all worlds has not fallen into His hands, it must have fallen into the hands of the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
The heavenly tribulation itself has the land of all worlds, and the water of all worlds is the worlds!
The current operation of the system is to use the magic of asking for immortality, to invite heavenly tribulation into the incarnation, and then merge the heavens and all worlds to directly become emperor?
No!
I have been unable to use the magic technique for a long time!
Since the war between Yanxu Immortal Lord and Li Luo Immortal Lord, only Chaos Immortal Art and Dao Immortal Art can be used!
Although He has become a noble now, this is not a magic trick created by Himself, and it is not under His authority!
Just as she was thinking, Pei Ling saw that the system was controlling His body, standing there again, motionless, as if she was continuing to wait for something...
Become an emperor?
Pei Ling was stunned. Without waiting for him to think too much, his body had already stepped out under the control of the system and instantly came to a light blue world.
The dome is vast and clear, and the light as pure as glass flows thousands of times. The vast sea of clouds hides the palace of the Immortal Palace. The broken Tianmen collapses in the sea of clouds and mountains and mists. The traces of battle have not yet been completely healed.
This is Qingquan Realm Heaven!
The moment Pei Ling stepped into the Qingquan Realm Heaven, he cut through the clear distinctive heavens and all worlds, quickly bridged and returned to independent heavens and earths.
The blue sky is vast and the earth is towering, as if the dust has settled, and it is quiet again.
Immortals are separated, and the stars are vast between the realms and the sky; the lower realms are also far apart.
Under the control of the system, Pei Ling took another step and came to an extremely gorgeous and solemn palace city.
The palace city is floating among the towering clouds and mountains, and countless clouds on it are destroyed. The formation patterns are turbulent like tides, with mysterious powers that are invigorated, isolating the inside and the outside.
The high platform in the palace stands, with jade trees like a cover, shining brightly.
Under the tree, a figure wearing a straw raincoat and a hat was sitting cross-legged. His eyes were closed, his fangs were like blades, and his robe sleeves were fluttering, revealing his blue and white palms, and his seven fingers were shining. Judging from his appearance, he was the immortal Shang Shen!
When he noticed that an immortal suddenly broke into this place, Shang Shen immediately shouted coldly: You are...
Before he finished speaking, Pei Ling stretched out his hand and pressed the Tianling on his head!
In an instant, Shang Shen lost all his immortal abilities, all his origins, all his laws... Even his body's control and perception were all lost!
His appearance and robe were turbulent. In a blink of an eye, he turned into a man with a sleek and erect body. His face was as smooth as a mirror and had no facial features.
The breath of darkness, death, ruthlessness, and cursed fills the body... It's a curse!
At this time, the mantra was shocked, the person who came was the Immortal Lord!
His aura was not concealed at all. His current cultivation level could not even be able to look directly at the other party!
Yes, the other party’s aura is too strong!
With such close contact, He only felt that the other party's aura was like a priest, vast and majestic, as if an ant was leaning forward, trying to look up at the mountains and seas, but for a moment, he could not even judge which immortal the other party was!
Without waiting for the curse, Pei Ling had already opened his mouth and vomited a cloud of cold and deep black air under the control of the system.
As soon as this black gas appeared, it immediately turned into a huge throne hanging upside down in the sky!
The throne is pure black all over, full of dead silence and coldness. It is covered with scarlet curses, densely packed and endlessly stacked.
The next moment, the throne turned into a ball of mysterious light and penetrated into the curse's eyebrows.
The Netherworld aura on the Curse instantly surged and became extremely rich.
Pei Ling immediately recognized that the person in His hand is the lead of the immortal road of the previous generation, a curse!
It is also the master of the original master of the practice of the Sun Eclipse Secret Record!
And the black air He had just spit out was His throne in Yousu Tomb!
He is a little confused about the current operation of the system...
The opportunity to become an emperor requires curse?
Just as she was thinking, a scene suddenly appeared in Pei Ling's mind...
Ce Yujie Tian.
The purple color of different thicknesses fills the whole world, and huge feathers are suspended in the sky, and the mountains and rivers above it are hidden in the house.
There is a huge feather in the southwest corner, with undulating mountains and thriving plants.
Inside a certain mountain, there was a new cave, and the ban was in a hurry, and the dark aura was dissipated.
In the cave, a dark figure was sitting cross-legged.
The whole body is cold and full of disasters and disasters. It is a disaster!
The next moment, Pei Ling opened his mouth again and spit out another thick black gas.
This black gas turned into a huge upside-down throne, and the throne was filled with tremendous disasters.
In the blink of an eye, the throne turned into a mysterious light and penetrated into the curse's eyebrows.
The curse is full of death, and the aura belonging to the underworld is even more heavy.
This is Yousu Tomb, the throne of disaster!
After becoming a master, everything in the heavens is under His control!
The system's operation just now was to take back the throne of disaster from afar and transfer it to the curse!
In Pei Ling's mind, the depths of the ocean appeared again. The sea water surging like ink, an isolated island was silent, like a tomb, with huge trees towering on it, and the branches were like a cover... It was the Yousu Tomb!
As the last throne penetrated into the curse's eyebrows, the aura of the curse changed drastically. The originally unpatterned cloth suddenly appeared with a shallow twelve heralds. A pair of soap boots were also raised above the barefoot, and the outline of the crown on its head appeared, as if Liú beads would hang down the next moment.
But there is a little bit of the aura of the Lord of the Underworld!
After doing all this, Pei Ling, under the control of the system, continued to press the curse of the heavenly spirit, motionless, as if waiting for something...
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The end of the heavens and all worlds.
In nothingness, there is a palace that appears quietly.
It is gorgeous and solemn, winding for thousands of miles, with jade branches and jade trees, scattered with carvings, and colorful rays, appearing from the depths of the palace, shining on the sky, turning into thousands of auspicious air, cleansing vertically and horizontally, relaxing and unrestrained.
The entire palace is flawless, full of eternal majesty and heaviness.
It seems that it has existed before countless years, before time flows; it also seems that it is immortal, after countless years, after time ends, it remains unmoved.
This is... Palace of Eternity!
At present, there is a throne hanging high in the main hall of the Eternal Hall.
The ancient style of lamps is opposite like a forest, with magnificent stars inside, emitting magnificent brilliance and illuminating the deep and vast palace.
With stars surrounded by, ears drooping shoulders, the ethereal and lofty Immortal Li Luo sat upright in the seat, his eyes slightly closed.
Suddenly, He noticed something, opened his eyes immediately, and looked in one direction.
Chaos took action!
Li Luo The immortal master thought, and immediately there was a disaster cloud quickly condensed over the vast palace under the elixir.
All the heavenly tribulations of the heavens and all realms rushed to us in an instant!
The disaster clouds surged, the thunder roared, and the mysterious aura flowed in the vast rolling.
Soon, the heavenly tribulation turned into a woman with white hair as frost and scarlet robe. Her eyes were closed, and her perfect face was without any emotion or energy. She was connected to her body, without any vitality, like a dead thing.
This is the other half of the heavenly tribulation!
Li Luo The Immortal Lord stretched out his palm, and a green halo immediately condensed in his palm.
The halo was extremely lively and full of the breath of life. It was like the initial cute of countless creatures, and it seemed to brew magnificent hope, with the most instinctive joy and expectation, and it was also completely immortal and immortal!
This is eternal life!
It is also a symbol of life!
Li Luo Immortal Lord let go of his hand, and the emerald green halo immediately floated towards the heavenly tribulation in the Eternal Hall.
However, just as he was about to float to the center of the heavenly tribulation, the Immortal Lord Li Luo suddenly stopped and the green halo disappeared without a trace!
The Immortal Lord turned his head and looked towards the direction of Qingquan Realm.
Just now, I also want to create a priest?
After a moment of hesitation, the Immortal Li Luo brushed his long sleeves and the heavenly tribulation of His Highness dispersed without a trace.
He withdrew his gaze that looked at Qingquan Jietian and slowly stood up.
Chaos If he wanted to accommodate all worlds, He could have used a simple method... to check and balance Chaos with his other half of the heavenly tribulation!
But at this moment, as long as He gives his life to another half of the heavenly tribulation, the human race who has just become a noble will be like Chaos... to create honor!
Then, take the opportunity to accept death!
Now, He has to change his way to stop Chaos!
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Panya World.
The blood moon is like a hook.
In the main hall of the Moon Palace, under the gorgeous and evil elixir, Pei Ling's soul stood quietly, like a puppet.
Top.
The robe and shirt of the heavenly tribulation were as bloody as it was, and a very pale palm was pressed on his shoulders.
No!
The extremely familiar voice was calm and low, like a bell of a great man, echoing back and forth in the Guang Hall.
This voice is exactly the same as myself!
There was no hesitation in the heavenly tribulation, and it was a palm that turned around!
boom!!!
In the deafening loud noise, the magnificent palace turned into five-color miasma fog in an instant. In the fog, the sound of insects gnawing overwhelmingly, and the dense vertical pupils rushed to open, casting cold and resentful gazes, with tentacles floating, blood lines like tides, and the tiny palms intertwined with blue and black prints the void, and the shadows flashed intertwined...
Cold, chaotic, evil, depraved... rises with a bang!
Looking at this scene, the heavenly tribulation felt very confused. He was the master of chaos!
But at this moment, He lost control of all chaos!
At this time, a huge pure white throne rose slowly from the vast chaos.
Above the throne, a figure with scarlet furrowed golden palace clothes and white hair, with red lips, pure white eyes, flawless eyes, but full of chaos and disorder, looking at it, like a flash of hands, a thought of life and death!
It is the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
Looking at this visitor who looked exactly like him, a kind of inexplicable restlessness suddenly arose deep in the heart of the heavenly tribulation, as if something was extremely unfavorable to him, and it was about to happen!
But soon, he returned to peace and immediately said coldly: Dare to pretend to be the deity, who are you!
Yanxu The immortal prince raised his skirt and stood up, walked towards the heavenly calamity, while saying lightly: My name is "Yanxu"!
His voice is clearly like the sound of nature in the forest spring, flawless, but it is full of hysterical chaos and madness, as if there is no peace in the world.
While speaking, the Immortal Lord Yanxu stretched out his palm and grabbed it towards the heavenly tribulation.
The chaos surrounding the surroundings immediately rushed as if they heard the will, rushing across the sky, covering the disasters!
Tianjie said coldly: I am the "Yanxu"!
After speaking, his thoughts moved, and the space around him cracked in an instant, and all the roaring miasma, claws, vertical pupils, tentacles, blood lines... were swallowed by the void.
Immediately afterwards, Tianjie produced a simple magic trick with a magnificent voice: Sword·Looking at the moon in the cage, a line of immortals!
A round blood moon rose from the head of the heavenly tribulation. At the same time, the majestic sword intent exploded in the body of the immortal master. Blood flowed from the countless small wounds cut out, turning into dense tiny flying swords, rushing to the blood-colored hook moon rising above his head.
Yanxu The immortal power of the immortal master suddenly began to pass away.
His expression was faint, and he continued to move towards the heavenly tribulation, ignoring the attack of immortal arts at all.
Seeing that this existence pretending to be himself, under His immortal art of disobeying the Heavenly Principle, he had no power to fight back, and the heart of the Heavenly Tribulation instantly became stronger.
He is the one who is Yanxu!
He is the real evil!
He is Yanxu!
He is the silence...
However, the more the heavenly tribulation is, the stronger the restlessness deep in his heart will be!
In the dark, He felt that he seemed to have made a very fatal mistake!
When the mind is turning, the heavenly disaster suppresses all emotions. First, solve the existence in front of you who pretends to be yourself, and then think about anything else!
Immediately afterwards, the magic tricks in his hand changed, and his voice said coldly: All living beings, cross the boat in the sea of suffering!
No. All things in the turbid world, a feast for heaven!
Night·The Great Dream of the Misty Heaven, Illustrate the Floating Life!
The figure of the heavenly tribulation seemed to be constantly advancing in the dark, and the pupils of the world appeared in the entire world, with cold eyes looking at Yanxu.
At the same time, countless invisible mouths opened in the void, and all of them bit them to Yanxu.
The boiling chaos changes quietly, as if it wants to turn into the original gorgeous palace...
Yanxu The Immortal Lord did not make any defense. His whole body was covered with scars, with the dead and withered under the eyes of the Destruction Eyes; there was blood dripping from the wounds of the invisible giant mouth; and there were also wounds of large and small, blood turned into tiny flying swords, and it was still rushing towards the hook moon...
Blood soaked in the scarlet robe, and the gold-furrowed patterns showed a strange dark color. Every step he took was a majestic aura passing by quickly.
Yanxu The Immortal Lord's expression was always indifferent, without any fluctuations, and he didn't care about all the injuries on his body, and just walked towards the heavenly disaster calmly.
As the Immortal Lord Yanxu gets closer and closer, as he continues to affirm, the heavenly tribulation suddenly has an idea that he has never had before: He wants to retreat, turn around and escape, and want to leave here immediately!
This idea is extremely strong, almost surpassing its reason and directly dominates His actions!
And the indescribable restlessness deep in His heart began to turn into an unknown panic.
It is obvious that He has the upper hand at this moment, but it seems that the next moment, the future will be destroyed on the spot!
But He continued to breed a strong illusion. If he continued like this, He would face something even more terrible than falling!
What exactly went wrong?!
Knowing that the situation is wrong, the heavenly tribulation suppresses the instinctive impulse and does not retreat at all. He is the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
There is nothing that can make Him afraid!
Just as this thought arose, the scarlet robe and shirt blew like a sea of blood. The immortal master of Yanxu has come to Him!
Yanxu The immortal master looked at the eyes of the heavenly tribulation and said calmly: Not bad!You are 'Yanxu'!
After receiving this affirmation, Tianjie could not make any response, and the warning signs deep in his heart instantly reached the extreme at this moment!
You... are me!
Yanxu The Immortal Lord's voice echoed in this world for a long time.
It seems to be stating a fact, or it seems to be in the next conclusion!
The thinking of the heavenly tribulation instantly fell into indescribable chaos!
He is the silence...
He is the one before him...
No!
wrong!
But it seems that there is nothing wrong with it...
The heavenly tribulation stood in place, motionless, and the breath around his body changed like a tide of anger. His entire figure was squirming uncontrollably, as if it was formed by a gathering of billions of insects. At this moment, the insects woke up and were about to collapse; the scarlet palace dress was floating rapidly, and countless resentful faces appeared on the skirt, with screaming sounds covering the sky, as if the next moment, thousands of evil spirits surged out...
His entire body is shaking and will spread into chaos anytime and anywhere!
However, just as the heavenly tribulation was about to completely turn into chaos, the bizarre scenes around suddenly stagnated, and there was no movement or stillness, as if it was a solidified painting.
A plain voice instantly spread into the ears of the heavenly tribulation...
You are not "Yanxu"!
The sound is calm, but clear and cold, like a sharp blade, instantly cutting through countless chaos that entangled the heavenly tribulation.
The heavenly tribulation suddenly woke up, the wriggling insects, the resentful faces tearing their skirts, and the tentacles floating out of their sleeves... Frozen in an instant!
He seemed to know the problem...
He cannot admit that he is a silence!
but……
If I weren't Yanxu...
Then I...
Who is it?
At this moment, the majestic chaos was divided into two parts, half of which remained in chaos, and turned over like a tide; the half turned into a towering palace, solemn and perfect, the stars are lamps, and they are eternal, and it is the Eternal Palace!
The throne in the hall was hanging high, and a figure with big sleeves floating with ears hanging down on it, sitting upright, his eyes with double pupils, which was the Immortal Lord Li Luo!
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Qingquan Realm Heaven.
In the solemn immortal palace, on the high platform, there are jade trees swaying.
Under the tree, Pei Ling pressed the curse motionlessly under the control of the system.
The curse is intimidated by the power of the Immortal Lord, but the strength is not used at all, so I can only let it mercy!
Suddenly, the system seemed to have determined something, and then threw the spell in his hand as useless material and took it back together.
The outline of the crown on the body faded away in an instant, and the energy plummeted a lot than before. His body was free, but He didn't care about the power he had taken away without hesitation. He immediately tried his best to use the method of burning the soul to escape from this place in an instant...
At this time, under the control of the system, dense dark red patterns appeared all over Pei Ling.
All the patterns rushed behind him, pure darkness emerged, and the slender snow-white arms stretched out... Soon, they turned into Mo Lilan and appeared.
Looking at this scene, Pei Ling immediately understood that the will of the heavenly tribulation had been systematically refined into His incarnation...
Now that He has become a noble, the same is true in the heavenly tribulation!
The Dragon King Fu Yuan fell in the world of inner demons. The world of inner demons possesses the power of the Immortal Lord Yanxu. Since the water in all worlds has not fallen into His hands, it must have fallen into the hands of the Immortal Lord Yanxu!
The heavenly tribulation itself has the land of all worlds, and the water of all worlds is the worlds!
The current operation of the system is to use the magic of asking for immortality, to invite heavenly tribulation into the incarnation, and then merge the heavens and all worlds to directly become emperor?
No!
I have been unable to use the magic technique for a long time!
Since the war between Yanxu Immortal Lord and Li Luo Immortal Lord, only Chaos Immortal Art and Dao Immortal Art can be used!
Although He has become a noble now, this is not a magic trick created by Himself, and it is not under His authority!
Just as she was thinking, Pei Ling saw that the system was controlling His body, standing there again, motionless, as if she was continuing to wait for something...
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