839. Empress Yunhua Refined Heavenly Court(1/2)
"hold head high!"
"Cry!"
Dragons and phoenixes compete, and water blue and fiery red complement each other and erode each other.
The collision of mana and laws cause violent fluctuations in the space.
Fortunately, in this authentic inheritance secret realm, if it is placed in the three realms, the space will be cracked!
Although they are only in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, under their respective opportunities, the strength they exerted at this time is not weaker than that of the ordinary late stage of the quasi-saint.
Let’s put it this way, pulling the Antarctic Emperor, who was born in the Ancient Sect, may not necessarily be an opponent of any of them!
"If it's just that, your strength is not worthy of your sharp teeth!"
"The phoenix dances in the colorful clothes, the sky is full of green and blue!"
Fairy Yi jumped up rapidly, and a fire phoenix behind her shook her wings and flew into the sky. Then the phoenix head turned and fell directly from the sky with the falling meteor!
"boom!"
The fiery red fire phoenix is like a meteorite, leaving traces of fiery red in the sky, and even the clouds are evaporated.
"Dragon roars in the universe, the universe dragon roars in the moon!"
Fairy Ao's sword spread across the sky, and behind him was a water-blue divine dragon. Above the divine dragon was a bright moon hanging high.
"hold head high!"
The dragon waved its tail, and the bright moon above its head went straight upwards.
As we approach, the two phantoms are getting closer and closer!
"boom!"
A violent explosion sounded, and the aftermath of the battle rolled up yellow sand all over the sky.
The water blue fiery red gradually dissipated, leaving only the two fairies who were slightly embarrassed.
"I underestimate you."
Fairy Yi's tone was as cold as ever.
"Sister, don't be angry. It's important to do things. Why don't we join forces and help each other, and also try to get two authentic saints back?"
Fairy Ao said with a smile.
Fairy Yi didn't say anything, but put away her sword, then stepped onto the crane and flew further west.
The beasts of luck around them have been scared away by their battle.
Seeing this, Fairy Ao's smile became even stronger, and he attracted the white dragon and the dragon followed.
"Two authentic saints."
In Wuzhuang Temple, Tang Sanzang said lightly.
"The authentic loves the Earth Immortal lineage even more, and the fortune is the most popular."
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes flashed with yellowish brilliance, and the final result was roughly calculated.
"Whether the Earth Immortal or the Wuzhuang Temple, it is ultimately the Tao."
Tang Sanzang waved his hand.
“Master is right.”
Zhen Yuanzi nodded, with a smile on his face.
It's authentic, that is, I am a man.
The disciples of Wuzhuang Temple were not successful, but fortunately, the Earth Immortal lineage did not disappoint me.
...
To the east of the secret realm, the Taoist in white was walking on the void.
"roar!"
The beast roared constantly, and the figure of the Taoist in white clothes was not stagnant at all, and he was still moving forward slowly.
As for those beasts of luck...
Whether it is the quasi-saint or the Daluo Golden Immortal, they all turn into pure authentic energy and merge into the body of the Taoist man in white clothes.
"The beast of luck in the east is gone."
After a long time, Master Haiming stopped his pace and had already reached the east end of the secret realm.
Perhaps it is not the end, but no matter how hard Shi Ming Zhenren tried, he could not break through the light curtain.
"Authentic saints should have him."
Zhen Yuanzi looked at the scene in the light curtain and said not only emotion.
Zhenren Haiming is one of the most prosperous among the four earthly immortals and quasi-saints.
Not only that, he is also very strong.
It is also the middle stage of the quasi-saint, but there is a hint of authentic original laws in every move!
This is an authentic saint who has been decided by the Tao!
He had long been exposed to authentic will and was recognized by authentic will!
"He went west, and your disciples may be in trouble."
Tang Sanzang said with a smile.
Master Haiming killed all the lucky beasts in the east and is now heading west.
The first stop is naturally going to pass through the middle of the entire secret realm.
There are nine quasi-saints entrenched there.
"Time is also fate, but skills are not as good as people, let them go."
Zhen Yuanzi said with a calm expression.
...
True Man Haiming went west and came to Central Earth not far away, and stopped.
The eight quasi-saints formed a formation and were strangling the twelve quasi-saint beasts of luck in the quasi-saint realm. As for the true man Ansong...
This guy didn't know what he did, but was chased by more than twenty lucky beasts in the quasi-saint realm.
"My mentality has collapsed!"
Ansong Zhenren was in tears.
He just killed a beast of luck in the early stage of quasi-saints, and twenty-three people jumped out from all directions!
Among them, there are three in the middle stage of the quasi-saint, and one in the late stage of the quasi-saint!
He thought he could fight with the Quasi-Saint in the late stage, but when he encountered such a group, his fists could not match four hands, so he could only choose to run away.
"Fellow Taoist help me!"
Zhenren Ansong discovered the eight quasi-saints of Wuzhuang Temple. When his eyes lit up, he rushed over with a group of beasts of luck.
"Damn!"
The eight quasi-saints' faces were green.
Damn, most of them are only in the early stage of the quasi-saint!
It would be very difficult to encircle and suppress the twelve quasi-saint beasts of luck. If Master An Song brought these twenty or so heads over...
They also have to join the escape queue!
"Junior brother, hurry up and do it!"
"Fellow Daoist Ansong cannot be allowed to come!"
The seven quasi-saints looked at the youngest quasi-saint at the same time.
Xiao Xingchen, the middle-level quasi-saint, has only been in his 2,000-year-old.
Among Wuzhuang Temple, he is the third youngest.
"The real Tao Wuji is the great movement of the universe!"
Xiao Xingchen cut open his palms and outlined runes in the void.
"Buzz!"
The earth shook, the void flashed, and when the real person Ansong came over, he found that the eight quasi-saints of Wuzhuang Temple had disappeared.
"I……"
Now, Master An Song was completely stunned. While escaping, he thought about a way to break the deadlock.
A good battle for luck, and in the end I escaped from the whole situation...
To be continued...