Originally, such a lively scene should have appeared in the five major divine continents of the human race.
It's a pity that the position of [Master of Dream Dao] is not in the body of Shang Yaoqin, who is the destiny of the dream. This is also a major pain point for the Dongzhi Sheng and other human race's heavenly palace!
"Pursuing the Tao of Taiyin... This scene is simply more exaggerated than when dad mobilized all the monsters."
"That's right, he is already the Holy Lord of Creation after all~"
The Taiyin Virtual Mirror's spirit moved a strand of black hair to the ear, and the pretty face was filled with emotion.
Until now, she had not figured out how the 'Xuanguang Bridge' could advance so rapidly from a sixth-level saint to a ninth-level alternative enlightenment.
Exaggeration, too much exaggeration.
It's only less than twenty years. For weapon spirits with long life spans like them, it's just a time for their eyes to close.
However, 'Xuanguang Bridge' broke the rules and achieved something that shocked the past and the present.
Even the ancient emperor would be ashamed to see such a speed of cultivation!
"I can't understand either."
"Forget it, why are you thinking so much? It will be fine if you survive."
"What's more, with Him guarding the front, we are very safe, hehe."
Hearing this, the Babel Artifact Spirit thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head and stopped thinking.
Her bright eyes are full of purity.
She has a smiling face and is very lovable.
Although she looks like a beautiful dragon girl, like a snow fairy.
But it was obvious that she was much more lively compared to her mother, Han Kui.
"Yes, why do you think so much? Everything is suppressed by the Holy Lord of Creation." The nine-tailed crocodile dragon stared at the sky with mixed emotions in its eyes.
It has always thought that 'Xuanguang Bridge' is the reincarnation of Taiyin Saint Han Jiuming.
And the inheritance of [Tao Master of the Way of Taiyin] has further strengthened this point.
However, it suddenly thought that the Holy Lord Taiyin had long since escaped to the outer world.
If he returns, with the pride of the Taiyin Lord, how can he act in a secretive manner, without any splendor at all?
"Two similar flowers..."
Nine-tailed Crocodile doesn't want to admit this, but it has to face it head-on.
The passage of longevity and the weakening of the body's vitality made it even more sad.
It is afraid that it will never be able to meet the Taiyin Saint again.
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Black sky and sky.
Purple Gold Dragon Palace.
study.
There is a large rosewood marble case in the study room, which is decorated with various schools of morality and contains dozens of paintings of supreme beings.
The pen holders of various colors and the pens inserted into the sea of ​​pens look like a forest.
On the east side is a large kiln flower bag filled with thorn flowers. On the west side is a large painting of "Xuanshui Snake", with a pair of couplets hanging on the left and right.
First couplet: "There is no competition to be first when the water is flowing; what is competing is to keep flowing."
Second line: "To make progress, you need to be steady, but you can also make progress step by step."
This study room with a strong personal practice concept was established by Hong Yuan alone.
Just like how he looked when he became a disciple of Lin Daoyan.
To a certain extent, Hong Yuan can be regarded as living what Lin Daoyan imagined, whether in human form or demon form.
But if Lin Daoyan learns that his proud disciple is actually the biggest black hand faced by the human race, and has harmed countless human beings from the side or front, I'm afraid Lin Daoyan will die in peace~
Therefore, the separation of the human body and the demon body can be regarded as Hong Yuan's protection for those close to them~
now.
The demon body Hong Yuan is wearing a scholar's Tsing Yi, swiping his pen and ink on the sacred vessel Ju Hong battle flag, painting to his heart's content.
One after another, black and white traces appeared beside him, in which the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects could be observed.
It is not only tangible, but also spiritual and meaningful.
Paint the way!
This is the new path he gained by devouring the Azure Lotus Emperor Sword.
Needless to say, the rarity and magic of the Hua Dao genre are undeniable.
It is difficult to learn and master, and it not only requires high understanding, but also high requirements on fortune and opportunity.
Among the direct descendants of Qinglian Tianzun, only Hua Yingying has completely inherited the painting style of Qinglian Tianzun!!
I think back then, Hong Yuan had experienced the Taoist painting method during Li Shen's tribulation of becoming a saint.
At that time, he used the shadow flow of animal power to summon the shadows of many ancient evils to fight.
As for the Qinglian Tianzun's brand, he drew with his pen and wrote thousands of words, which also summoned the phantoms of a group of ancient evils.
"If you don't plan for the eternity, you won't be able to plan for the moment; if you don't plan for the overall situation, you won't be able to plan for a region."
"Now that the road to becoming an emperor is clear, you can see it at a glance."
"Then it's time for me to plan the realm after the Great Emperor."
"The legendary tenth level - eternal life!"
Hong Yuan held the ink brush tightly, his eyes dark.
He planned to let Lishen and Zijinlu explore beyond the chaos to find Han Jiuming's old road for their future.
If the world of martial arts cannot cultivate eternal existence, it does not mean that the outside world cannot.
After all, when he first experienced the catastrophe, he transformed into Han Jiuming and paraded around the mecha world. In the end, he secretly became a rare slave saint and controlled a star field.
At that time, he felt that that world was of a higher level than the world of martial arts.
Since ancient times, the world of martial arts has reached the ninth level, and no immortal existence has ever appeared.
No matter what, he had to prepare for the future and take precautions.
What's more, he is a practitioner of longevity martial arts. If he thinks a few more steps, he is fully qualified, and indeed he should be!
"Crash..."
Taoist symbols with peculiar brilliance emerge from the ink brush one by one, flowing on the body of the Juhong Battle Flag, making it dazzling.
In an instant, a wisp of the breath of the world-eating true dragon was forcibly attached to Juhong Zhanqiqi by Hong Yuan.
With a bang, it was just the Great Sage level's flood-gathering battle flag that changed.
Scenes appeared in front of Hong Yuan's eyes:
The four mythical beasts galloped wildly in the starry sky, affecting thousands of streams of light and breaking through the stars.
The human-like and dragon-like figure controls the mountain and river pen, impacting the long river of time, causing all kinds of waves.
The sky-holding giant stood on the reverse river, held high the soul-killing banner, and charged at the door of life and death in anger.
The Thunder Palace is built on a mountain thousands of feet high to judge the world and enslave all living beings.
The sky slowly opened its silver-white eyes, looking at the mortal world indifferently, and the boundless flames fell down, forming a realm of endless fire.
The devil is sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​blood, and his white bones and corpses are floating freely.
Nine dragons pull the coffin, with its back to all living beings, in front of the reincarnation monument...
A vast mysterious sound sounded, and the hazy picture receded.
"This, reincarnation?!" Hong Yuan's big hand froze, and his dragon eyes suddenly shrank.
To be continued...