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Sixty-six, the former emperor

"Okay, senior sister has this intention, how can a junior brother not be a beauty? If senior sister dies, junior brother will avenge her senior sister." Zai Qingyang said loudly, regardless of the ancestor of the far mountain who was trying to stop him behind him.

Chen Hanxiao then smiled and said, "Okay, if I die, I will ask my junior brother to burn my bones into ashes and scatter in the darkness. Maybe one day they can float to the end of the darkness with the tide."

When the words were finished, she had already hung the dragon head at the bow of the ship and headed into the cabin.

Seeing her leave, the far mountain standing on the deck next to her came forward and came to Qingyang, saying, "Our main purpose this time is to seize the source of the three worlds. We really shouldn't agree to her. If there is a grudge, we must do it after this time."

"Don't worry, Master, there will be no trouble." Qingyang said with a smile.

Yuanshan just nodded and looked at Qingyang deeply, and didn't say anything else.

This time, the Taoist Palace's purpose is not only to obtain two sources of the world, but to obtain three. This task is not bad, but the people in the Taoist Palace are still somewhat confident. Except for the Star Palace, although the other three places are powerful, they are still a little weaker than the Taoist Palace.

This is also the spirit of the Taoist Palace. It is the source of the nine worlds and the five powerful places to compete for it, but the Taoist Palace wants to get the third one, which is not unfair. If you cannot get the third one and only get the second one, it is considered to be the duty. If there is a kind of source of the two worlds that is not what the Taoist Palace needs, it will be a failure.

The others didn't say anything else. Qingyang was still standing there watching the darkness, his heart was undulating, and something seemed to break out of his shell.

He observed his own mind, and the main thought broke open in an instant. In a bright light, a figure slowly took shape. The twenty-four-shaped demons around him were roaring, as if they had encountered natural enemies, and were ready to move.

At this moment, the figure condensed into shape, still in the shape of Qingyang, but there was another sharpness. A sword appeared on his waist. The moment the sword appeared, the twenty-four-phase demon immediately stopped roaring, condensed again, and turned into a brand.

People standing on the Shenzhou of Creation saw a sharp edge suddenly rushing into Qingyang, who was standing on the bow of the boat. However, this edge felt a sense of indifference. It looked gentle and elegant at first glance, but if you wanted to invade, it contained a sharp edge.

The breath went straight into the sky and turned into a man with gentle white light. There was a sword around his waist. Everyone looked up but did not feel the white light was dazzling. However, the manifestation of the soul was much less moving than the demon Wushen manifested by Qingyang in the Tongtian View.

However, there is less weirdness and more purity.

Qingyang only felt that his thoughts were extremely quiet at this moment, and he felt that he could be eternal in this dark tide. It was expected that the main mind would be transformed into a soul, but he did not expect that he would be touched by Chen Hanxiao's chivalrous aura at this time, which would transform his soul into another soul.

At this moment, a figure appeared around the soul. Looking closely, I found that it was not a figure, but just a figure that looked like a human, one by one, with unrecognizable faces and ferocious faces.

It was a demon. The demon changed around the soul and made loud or low sounds, like sobs, like low whimpers, like sings. When the people on the boat heard it, their hearts were tides and distracting thoughts arose.

"The devil harasses..." I shouted in a low voice: "Not good."

But as soon as the sound fell, the demons turned into black flames, condensed under the feet of the soul. In another blink of an eye, they disappeared into nothingness.

The manifestation of the soul is often just a state where the mind cannot be expressed. To truly use the magical powers through the soul, it must be based on the further magic of the soul practice later.

In a blink of an eye, a month had passed, and a red line appeared in the void. The red line seemed to reach the sky and reach the Nine Netherworlds, and you could see it from afar.

This is a determined line, and other people on the boat cannot pass by, and the Shenzhou of Creation must also stop here to support it.

Qingyang and eight other people got off the Shenzhou of Creation and walked forward in the dark void. Among the nine people, only Qingyang was the one who mediated the lineage of creation. Among the other people, one was from the lineage of immortality and seven supernatural powers.

The Wushuang, who had opposed Qingyang in the Hall of Creation, did not come. Maybe he had no face.

As we moved forward, slowly, Qingyang felt the tumbling feeling of walking in the waves in the void. The more intuitive feeling was that the wind was blowing, but it did not act outside the body like the wind, but inside and outside the body.

That is the surge of the Dharma intention. The Dharma intention is everywhere, just like water, boiling in one place, and will naturally be transmitted to other places. The more you move forward, the heavier the feeling. Everyone has a feeling of blood and bone marrow in their body shaking.

Everything in the body seemed to gush out uncontrollably. This feeling was very uncomfortable. Although it would not be any danger to the people present, it could already affect them.

At this time, Yuanshan took out an asphalt flag from his arms, and without saying a word, he recited a magic spell in his mouth. The asphalt flag soared into the sky with the sound of the magic spell and turned into a huge asphalt flag. There was a palace on the flag, and green lights drooped. The feeling of blood, bone marrow vibration in the hearts of the people in the blue light immediately disappeared.

This flag is called the Pure Color Realm Protection Flag in the Taoist Palace. Its name means protecting the world. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it was taken out this time as a treasure for protection, which shows the extraordinaryness of the Pure Color Cloud Realm Flag.

Walking further forward, you will see a big lake with red and black light, which is the Black Evil World. The far mountain and Qingyang introduced this Black Evil World. There is something called Black Evil in this Black Evil world. Although it is not terrible, it makes people entering the Zhongyuan World feel uncomfortable.

Originally, this world appeared in the Zhongyuan world like a sea, but at this time it had shrunk into a small lake.

The black evil world was like a lake, with red and black light surging, and the edges were surging inside. Qingyang and the others were waiting nearly a hundred miles away from the world, and saw people from other places standing more than a hundred miles away from the center of the black evil world.

People from the five places are divided into five places, occupying five directions, and facing each other from afar.

Baiduoli was nothing to them. Qingyang's eyes saw nine people standing under the starlight opposite. Among them, Qingyang looked so familiar at first, and then looked closely, and his thoughts suddenly surged in his heart.

That person was not someone else, but Di Jun, who was mysterious in the Jianhe world back then, was the Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Clan. He was not dead. Although Qingyang had long thought that he was not dead, this was the real person who saw him again, and he still couldn't calm down for a moment.

Di Jun on the opposite side was wearing a Taoist robe covered with stars, standing under a little starlight, and looking over with a smile. Before Qingyang could speak, he had already spoken: "Is Qingyang on the opposite side?"

Qingyang took a deep breath and said, "That's right."

"Haha, it's you, why don't you hide when you see me now? I didn't expect that this time it was your leader. It seems that there is no one in the White Bone Dao Palace." Di Junqing's faint words fell directly into Qingyang and others' ears as if they could penetrate the space.

The faces of the people in the Taoist Palace changed slightly. Qingyang had not answered yet. The other party said again: "I remember when you came to the Heavenly Palace, I said I wanted to be the star king who hit the sky bell. You were so scared that you left overnight. I also sent someone to find you, but I couldn't find it. Speaking of which, you have a good ability to hide. I always wanted to know where you were hiding at that time."

"Ha ha……"
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