Vol 2 Chapter 711: The stars are vast, I am invincible

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Withered starry sky, dark hall.
Bang~
At the end of the chain that spread from the many stars of life to the front of the throne of the hall, a drop of blood crystal dropped on the hall made of iron, making a sound like a muffled thunder.
This sound awakened the capital of Yu who had stopped for a long time to look into the distance.
"Invincible..."
The capital of Yu's eyes moved, but his expression was still a little dazed, with repeated murmurs: "Invincible..."
The starry sky is far away, and it is difficult for the Supreme to cross one step, but he has the means to spy on the battle that took place in the emperor's pole and the gossip furnace in the star sea.
Old Blood Spring, defeated...
For thousands of years, the blood spring has crisscrossed the sea of ​​stars, destroying many great forces including the Eternal Ancestor Star, and naturally, it has also conflicted with the gate of eternal life.
The seven immortal gods, including him, are not opponents of this person, and if it weren't for the master of the sect, it would mean that among the seven of them would have fallen.
Its strength is undoubtedly far surpassed by Yuanyang King thousands of years ago.
It was not that he had never thought that the Old Demon of Blood Spring would be planted in the hands of King Yuanyang, but he never expected that it would be so easy, so simple and neat.
Has he shot?
Rao Yudu existed like this, and he was a little dazed at this time, as if the Yuanyang King only breathed once, but the blood spring was sent to death by himself.
boom!
On one side of the starry sky, there are broken stars.
A rainbow light pierced the dry night sky, and came suddenly, falling in front of the main hall, with an urgent tone: "Yudu!"
"I saw it all."
Yu has recovered, and the aura of the low moment is high again: "Old Demon Blood Spring, I have lost, I am afraid there is no possibility of turning over."
Yang Shen nodded silently, unable to describe his mood at this time.
Thousands of years ago, he was killed by King Yuanyang. If it weren't for a replacement for death, and the immortal sect master reborn him with great magical powers, I'm afraid he would really die.
For a thousand years, he has never forgotten his murderous enemies, but he did not expect...
Yu didn't have much to talk about. He turned his eyes and said, "Go and see the master."
"Don't find me, I'm here."
Before the two left, there was a deep light flashing out of the dry starry sky outside the hall, and the eternal sect master appeared in the divine light.
Seeing the eternal sect master, both of them were shocked, stepped forward to salute, and then asked: "You left the customs, but the supernatural powers have been achieved?"
"Not yet."
The immortal sect master's tone was light: "The injuries left by Guanglong are too serious, but it is worth recovering. It is not easy to be able to incarnate and travel. The magical powers are to be achieved, and the fire is still a bit worse."
"Then you?"
Yang Shen was a little surprised: "Could it be that I also wanted to shoot before?"
"Blood Spring is destined to die, but I will not accompany him to mess around."
The Master of Eternal Life shook his head:
"The old demon has a weird background and is definitely not a divine mind. Otherwise, he would not fail to perceive the changes in the'Heaven's Heart' and go to die."
"what?!"
If the word'Tianxin' had supernatural power, both Yudu and Yu had a discoloration when they heard these two words, and their bodies were a little trembling, almost unable to hold their blood.
It can be seen how shocked.
Cultivation in the world has not changed since ancient times, even if there are changes in the nine realms, there is a limit in the end.
In terms of the nine realms, Tongtian is the end, and the Supreme is also the realm of Tongtian!
And Tianxin is the key to distinguishing the supreme from the powerful man!
Rebelling against the heavens, is the supreme!
"If a person enlightens the Tao, it will take at least 30,000 years for his Taoism to dissipate. Guanglong has disappeared for more than 20,000 years, and his Tao is still pervading the world, invisibly suppressing the younger generation..."
Beneath the divine light, the eternal sect master’s complexion changed: "But before, I felt the change of Tianxin, which means that someone has touched Tianxin..."
What does it mean to touch Tianxin?
When today, the Emperor Ji, Xinghai, and even many secret realms, strange places, who is qualified to touch Tianxin?
This is not a question. Several people have the answer in their hearts.
"You, what do you mean..."
Yangshen's voice was a bit astringent, and a ray of despair even rose in his heart: "This great world hasn't really arrived yet, is it going to end?"
Except for the short-lived changes in the ancient times and Guanglong's enlightenment, no one has enlightened in the millions of years after the Middle Ages.
Countless generations of practitioners, countless Tianjiao, all waiting for the great world to come, to appreciate the mystery of the ultimate realm.
But everything hasn't started yet, is it going to end?
"No, there is still a chance."
It was Yudu who spoke.
The long hair of this red-haired young man raised his hair, and his eyes were sharp as a knife under his messy hair: "Guanglong Dao Yun has not dispersed, he can't become Dao, we have not lost yet!"
Unwilling!
Yu Du's heart is full of unwillingness.
Unlike the Yang God, the Blood God, he took the initiative to put himself under the Master of the Eternal Life Sect, not for practicing, but for proclaiming himself.
In the self-proclaimed years, waiting for the ultimate fight in the world.
For this, he paid too much, waited for too long, and ended before it started, he was never reconciled!
"Is there any chance? Many years ago, I revived the body briefly at a great price, and I saw a glimpse of the future..."
The immortal sect master sighed, and his tone was a little dispirited: "Perhaps, there is no chance, there is a step away, and there is no possibility of fighting..."
"The master?!"
Both Yang Shen and Yu looked at the once invincible in their hearts, and a ray of horror rose from their hearts.
What did you see that can make a worldly hero like the eternal sect master feel disheartened, and give birth to a mind that can't compete with him?
Even the ancient and modern emperors are superb.
It can be promoted by the tide to climb to the summit, which is completely different from carrying the mountains and rivers to the summit.
For the former, there is still a chance to compete with them before enlightenment, and even the latecomers are above them.
The latter has no chance.
Just one step is slow, and it will never catch up...
"What did the sect master see? The future is uncertain, how can there be any future? If there is a future, don't I wait for my destiny to be determined?
Then what do we still cultivate? "
Du Yu looked at the Master of the Immortal Sect with his head up, his voice filled with indifference: "I don't believe in the future, I only believe in the present!"
"You don't understand the mystery of the ultimate realm, just as you don't understand the end of this battle, the blood spring, he is not a waste, but the method of the Taoist Yuanyang, so high that you can't see it."
The Master of the Eternal Life Sect waved his hand, and his voice was still soft: "Face the enemy and me before you can move forward. You should understand this truth."
"If you understand, but want to fade away and surrender without a fight, then I would rather not understand!"
Yudu's tone became more and more unceremonious, even with derogatory reprimands:
"The ancient emperors are all invincible, without invincible spirit, you can't step into the realm!"
Phoo~
Suddenly there was silence in the hall, and all the noise was suddenly stripped from the world.
Yang Shen's heart jumped.
Seeing the lingering divine light, the deep gaze lifted, fixed on Yu Du's body, the latter was not afraid, looking straight ahead, full of breath, filling the void.
Since the Middle Ages, he has only lived for the ‘supreme Tao’, and if it is for the Tao, he is not afraid of anyone.
"well."
Suddenly, the eternal life sect master laughed, and the laughter seemed extremely happy: "Sure enough, I have never misunderstood you! You are right, there is indeed the last chance!"
"Ok?"
Du Yu raised his brows, his breath calmed down, and his speech was as sharp as a knife: "You count me?"
"No calculations."
The master of the eternal life sect no longer said anything else, and straight to the point: "In the sea of ​​dead silence, there is a ‘eternal spiritual root’ that I have left. You can get it, or it may help you to go further and fight Yuanyang!"
Longevity root? !
Yang Shen and Yu Du were shocked.
The former marveled at how generous the eternal sect master was, while the latter was shocked by his words.
"What I left..."
What kind of people can have longevity roots? Not everyone in the Middle Ages has longevity roots!
This is the ultimate treasure in the legend that can make people live a second life and prolong the life of the Supreme!
"You have to fight, I will let you fight!"
The tone of the eternal sect master suddenly became cold, as if a cold current filled the world and filled the hearts of the two of them: "But before I leave the customs, you must not set foot on the emperor!
Even if the seven people go together, they can't! "
After all, the divine light converges and disappears invisible.
Both Yu Du and Yang Shen looked at each other and saw the surprise and doubt in each other's eyes.
What did he see?
...
Huhu~
The atmosphere broke open, Yuan Duxiu and others set foot on the stars.
Gazing into the distance, I saw a mouthful of stars intertwined, a towering and endless pill furnace traversed in the outer space, among which the flames were blazing with stars rotating.
It seems that Zhou Tianxing is all in it.
With stars as fuel, the ignited blazing flames rolled in the pill furnace, sometimes buzzing and shaking, and sometimes screaming like evil ghosts.
Before a white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged on the pill furnace, he flicked his fingers from time to time, setting off a divine wind to blow the fire, and the fire became more fierce by the wind.
"Bagua furnace..."
Seeing the towering pill furnace, Qi Cang's eyes vibrated, and there was a sense of chaos in time and space.
In his previous life, he had seen Yuanyang alchemy on the other side of the sea of ​​stars, in which the endless Taoism flow was intertwined, and the refinement was the supreme treasure.
Never enlightened, but refined the supreme treasure.
Countless people were shocked at that time.
Seeing this gossip furnace at this time, the vibration in his heart was beyond words.
Isn’t it done in the gossip furnace...
"Yuanyang!!!"
In the pill furnace, there was a long and screaming cry under extreme pain, like a devil's cry, like a howling, and the hair was terrified.
The mid-space sound couldn't be transmitted, and this sound blasted in everyone's hearts very clearly.
"The old demon..."
"Is that old demon in the pill furnace?"
"Wang Yuanyang wants to refining it?!"
Everyone's eyes were a little straight, some weird, and trance.
The old demon's tyrannical hegemony was still in front of his eyes and never dissipated. There was no need to fight, and he would defeat all of them just by releasing his breath.
Such an existence must be a strong king, with the blessing of the great formation, I am afraid that it is definitely not a weak one among the strong kings.
In their view, in the face of such an existence, even if the Yuanyang King has a higher level of cultivation and stronger supernatural powers, he will have to fight for a long time, wound each other, and finally defeat him with a hard blow, right?
A crowd of people watched from a distance, all with an incredible sense of trance, only felt that this scene was a little different from what they had imagined.
Huhu~
Amidst the ripples caused by the bell, An Qisheng was in control, sensing the changes in the flames, never leaving a trace of his hand, burning all the blood gods.
He naturally didn't know what everyone thought, but even if he knew it, he would just laugh it off.
The life and death battles in this world are unacceptable, except for a few madmen, no one will deliberately fight to the death for excitement.
Although An Qisheng is not afraid of war, he doesn't feel that it is more reasonable to have to fight with others and win after losing.
Thousands of years ago, the existence of this demon has been penetrated. After thousands of years, it will be hurt by both defeats, and it will be difficult to overcome. That is a joke.
As his mind turned, An Qisheng flicked his fingers.
when!
With the last bell echoing, Sun En staggered and almost fell on the meteorite, sweating his vestments.
He is not the master of Da Si Golden Bell, nor is he a descendant of Da Si Holy Land, even under the guidance of An Qisheng can ring this bell.
But Zhong Bo reverberates but will not avoid him, so when the bell rings, he will also be baptized by Zhong Bo.
At this time, when he relaxed, the whole person was almost collapsed, and he was even more exhausted than the battle, so that the moment he put down the golden bell, Sun En was already sitting cross-legged and plunged into deep concentration.
And after the bell stopped for a long time, there were endless blood shadows, like the most splendid meteor shower, bursting from Huangji Kyushu from all over the Xinghai.
Under the guidance of the bell, he sank into the gossip furnace that was as big as a sea of ​​stars and contained the stars!
Following this, thousands of screams and screams converged into one shocking roar:
"what!!!"
In the raging flame~EbookFREE.me~ the sea of ​​blood has completely evaporated, and under the lick of the terrifying flame, the demon body of the blood spring has melted more than half.
Xuequan's heart was unwilling.
If his sea of ​​blood is still there, what if the flame is ten times stronger? He can still get out!
But now, even if he has more unwillingness in his heart.
After countless blood gods were completely engulfed by flames, and then became the nourishment of flames, he had no chance to resist.
There is no real body, or in other words, countless blood gods can become clones. Even the causal supernatural powers passed down from the original Buddha cannot kill the real body through the incarnation curse.
But because of this, countless blood gods are destined and destined to die.
‘I knew this, I might as well die in Qin Yu’s hands...’
In the last moment when the flames swallowed, such a thought flashed in the heart of Xuequan, and he was swallowed by endless flames:
"I'm not willing!"
...
The fire is raging in the starry sky, and it will not go out.
This refining process was longer than expected, and it was not until thirteen years later that An Qisheng extinguished the fire after confirming that there was no trace of blood.
Hum~
The pill furnace trembled, and the texture on it rolled like water and sank into An Qisheng's hands. Without the shackles of the law, the endless starlight drawn by An Qisheng also dispersed.
The scattered starlight swayed the star sea, extremely gorgeous and dangerous.
Click~
In the end, it was a bright red crystal, a blood crystal that was perfect compared to any artificial in the world, a natural gemstone fell into An Qisheng's hands.
It is no more than the size of a goose egg, its color is transparent, and it is faintly visible that there is light flowing like water inside, but it is not blood, but the law after extremely condensed.
With a slight concentration, the Dao pattern transformed by the principles of the law has already come into view, but it is the peerless technique inherited from the upper realm in the dragon erosion world:
Blood Sea Nether Road!