The strong and pure Yang Qi is floating around here, and everyone here is sweating all over the body. It is really too hot here, and even if they use various spiritual treasures and Taoist weapons to protect their bodies, it is useless.
And once the magic weapon is taken out, pure masculine fierce flames will be drawn, and everything will be swept away, including the person and the magic weapon, all will be burned.
After going back and forth, no one dared to be so reckless anymore, so they could only use magic to protect their bodies and endure the scorching heat.
Suddenly, a resplendent domain door was opened, and a straight and slender figure appeared. His aura was as thick as the top of a giant mountain, making people breathless.
"What? The Purple Moon God King also heard the news and came to this place where the sun fell to hunt for treasures?" Someone exclaimed and was surprised to know the man's identity soon.
Everyone was shocked, and they did not expect that the geniuses from the Eastern Region would cross the void and come to the Northern Wasteland to compete for the treasure of the sun.
He looks like a banished immortal, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips. He is dressed in ink-colored brocade clothes, with a crown of precious gold on his head.
Not only is he good-looking, but he also has an extraordinary demeanor. He has the aura of a king in every gesture and gesture, and he is worthy of being the Purple Moon God King. He is like an immortal saint in the sky and Tai Sui on the earth.
At this time, Purple Moon God King Yue Ruoque was looking at the fire field in the distance. After seeing this scene, he was very surprised and could not speak for a long time.
"This time the sun falls, I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster, or whether the tragedy of five thousand years ago will happen again." Behind Yue Ruoque, an old man spoke. His aura was condensed, and he looked ordinary. He was an old man.
, but upon closer inspection, you will find that there is something different about this old man, which is unpredictable and impossible to fathom.
Although the Purple Moon God King is talented and intelligent and is an unparalleled genius, unparalleled in ancient and modern times, his reputation is too great. Some thoughtful people will always pay attention to this. In order to ensure his safety, several powerful men with advanced cultivation levels must be sent to accompany him at all times.
The left and right do the work of the dogs and horses to protect their safety.
The Purple Moon God King is a dragon-level powerhouse, and the old men behind him are superior to him in cultivation. They are powerhouses. These powerhouses can already take over the creation of heaven and earth. They have first understood the laws of the great road, cultivated their nature clearly, and
There is a world of difference below the dragon level.
"Five thousand years ago? The sun also fell at that time?" The Purple Moon God King was surprised. How many suns are there in the sky that can fall at will?
"Young master, you don't know something. What falls is not the real sun, but a pure Yang essence of the sun. It is said that the sun will erupt this pure Yang essence every once in a while, and scatter it in the depths of the star universe.
, and sometimes fall into the wilderness.”
"Just five thousand years ago, young master, when you were not yet born, young master, the pure Yang essence fell from the sky again, but it was more terrifying than this time. The pure Yang essence did not fall in this small holy city.
Instead, it landed in an immortal mansion called Tai Chi Secret Realm. There was even an overlord in it, but they were all burned to death by the pure yang essence, leaving no chickens or dogs behind."
The Purple Moon God King was surprised. Even the Overlord of the Wilderness was no match for this Pure Yang Essence. This shows how powerful the aura exuded by the sun was. It was enough to destroy the heaven and the earth and destroy an entire immortal mansion.
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"It's just that crises are also accompanied by adventures. When the pure yang essence fell, an overlord took the risk and sneaked into it. Not only did he not die, he also got a great fortune." The old man continued.
"What great fortune?" Yue Ruoque became interested, her long and narrow eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with extraordinary splendor.
"He withstood the burning of the sun's domineering flames, penetrated deep into the pure Yang Essence, obtained a drop of the sun's essence and blood, and tempered his physical body. As a result, he actually developed the Pure Yang Holy Body and became another great saint in this world.
, named Holy King of the Sun." The old man came one by one. He had lived for countless years and was very clear about the last time the sun fell.
"What? Where did the Holy Lord of the Sun come from?" Yue Ruoque was stunned. He naturally knew about the Holy Lord of the Sun. He had great supernatural powers. In the past, he used his own unique skill 'True Sun Technique' to roam the wilderness.
Countless years.
In the past, he fought two great saints of the same level on the top of the holy mountain. He borrowed the power of the sun to burn the two great saints into dry bones. The holy blood splashed on the holy mountain, and together with the true fire of the sun, the holy mountain was destroyed to the ground.
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This kind of divine power is admired by countless people in the world, and the name of the Sun Saint King is even taboo in Jiugao.
But Yue Ruoque didn't know that it turned out that the reason why the Sun Saint King did what he did now was because he obtained a drop of pure Yang essence and blood with the help of external forces and cultivated the Pure Yang Holy Body, which made him so powerful.
Yue Ruoque was tempted. If he could get a drop of pure yang essence and blood, he might also get endless benefits. No wonder his father rushed him here in a hurry before he could explain it clearly to himself.
While talking, a domain door opened, and several figures emerged from it. The first one caught the most attention.
"Oh my god, even Sword Master Ling Yu is here. Maybe there really is an immortal treasure here, otherwise they wouldn't have come all the way across the domain." Someone made such a conjecture and looked very excited, thinking that since there are so many heroes gathered here,
There must be something extraordinary.
Ling Yu Sword Lord, with a sharp look, white clothes and black hair, untied and slightly flowing, his appearance is majestic, very handsome, but cold, his posture is majestic, like a mountain standing alone, a pair of starry eyes shine with cold light, and two round eyebrows
Like a crescent moon.
He has an extraordinary heroic appearance, holding a sharp sword in his hand, the cold light is shining, and his temperament is like the blade of the sword, sharp and sharp, with a majesty that is difficult to defeat, and an ambition that can reach thousands of feet.
Everyone was also alarmed and became curious. Even the peerless wizards from the Western and Eastern Realms came here, which meant that there was something really unusual about this place. They might be able to gain some benefits by following it deeper.
"Ye Lanshan, I didn't expect you to come here after hearing the news. Are you here to steal the pure yang essence and blood?" Yue Ruoque walked lightly, with a calm expression and a smile.
Exuding indescribable elegance.
Ling Yu Jianjun Ye Lanshan turned around, glanced at Yue Ruoque lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since we are gathered here, the purpose is the same."
Ye Lanshan's words were very cold, and she didn't even want to say another word. It was like frost blowing, making people invisible, but you could also feel his coldness and sharpness.
The name of the Sword Lord is extraordinary. His temperament is as sharp as the edge of a sword. He wields swords all over the world, has great ambitions and is as proud as a cold plum.
"Since you and I have arrived, other outstanding people must also be here, right?" Yue Ruoque said with a smile. At this time, many people had gathered here, all attracted by the pure yang essence, many of them
People know the secret and want to get the pure Yang essence and blood.
At this time, everything in the Northern Wilderness was boiling over, with hordes of heroes vying for the deer. Everyone wanted to get the pure Yang essence and blood, hoping to create a myth again and become as indomitable as the Sun Saint King, shaking the existence of the wilderness.
Indeed, there are already many heroes gathered here. They include the natives of the Northern Wilderness and strong men in other fields. Some of the well-known geniuses stand aside, rarely talking to each other, and they are all arrogant.
Each one of them has an extraordinary bearing, the women are graceful and graceful, the men are graceful and talented, and they are all outstanding figures in the world.
"It's interesting this time. All the old acquaintances have gathered here to compete for pure Yang essence and blood. I'm very curious about who will win." A little girl chuckled. She was in the Mood for Love, pure and beautiful, with black hair shawl and a figure.
She is petite and exquisite, with a pink and white face, eyes that are shaped like crescent moons due to a smile, and a slight smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.
She is the saint of Zhilan Palace, Nalan Xiangxiang, an extremely lively girl, it should be said that she is so lively that she is almost crazy. She has a good reputation in the Eastern Territory. Although she looks very innocent and cute, she is actually a
A complete lunatic who can kill people with just a smile.
"The pure yang essence and blood must be mine, and no one can take it away!" said a cold female voice. Her expression was indifferent, her pretty eyes glowed with misty brilliance like smoke waves, and she was wearing a fairy dress with wide sleeves.
, her dress is fluttering in the wind, she has an extraordinary appearance, she is the most beautiful in the world, she is a rare beauty in ancient and modern times, her red lips are lightly parted, and her beautiful eyes are looking forward to it.
The Saint of Wangyue Tower, Fairy Bixia, is a famous iceberg beauty in the wilderness, and is also a leader among the younger generation in the world. She once killed a real dragon herself, and her strength is extraordinary.
She is as cold as ice and has a very arrogant attitude. She does not pay attention to other geniuses at all. Although she is a woman, she is domineering and overbearing.
"You are quite confident, but I am not interested in the so-called pure yang essence and blood. I came here because my master forced me. So I just came to join in the fun and see who can get it.
Pure yang essence and blood brings great blessings between heaven and earth." Nalan Xiangxiang smiled, claiming that she did not care about the pure yang essence and blood.
"The pure Yang true blood must belong to me, just wait and see." Fairy Bixia was very cold, and her thirst for power was also extremely strong.
Here, there are many heroes, outstanding people, and heroes from all over the world gathered here, all coming for the pure Yang essence and blood, hoping to obtain this treasure and obtain the great road.
Suddenly, a change occurred, the colorful clouds on the far side burned up, and the sky-burning flames instantly covered the sky, covering everything in the world in the light of fire. The fire was so fierce that it rushed here instantly like waves.
Everyone was horrified and raised their heads to the sky, wondering who this person was who could actually set off the flames that burned the sky.
The flames burned all the way and appeared in the sky and the earth here. Half of the sky was burned red, and then a fire dragon rushed out from the sea of fire.
In an instant, a tyrannical aura came out, and everyone's hearts sank. They felt their bodies were weighed down by thousands of troops, and they were slightly shaken.
The proud men of heaven were no exception. Their bodies trembled suddenly and they couldn't help but kneel down. This aura was too overbearing and clearly belonged to the great sage. It was very rare for them to be able to hold back.
Some of those with slightly inferior strength were either forced to kneel down by this aura, or were so shocked that they coughed up blood and flew out, ending up in an extremely embarrassing end.
At this time, the flames of the fire dragon steamed away, spun around in the sky, swept across, and finally dissipated.