Chapter 653: A Gathering of Immortals in Biyou Palace 1
Chapter 653 The Immortals Gathering in Biyou Palace (1)
The hour is approaching.
The clouds in front of Nantianmen became hazy.
The stars are shining brightly among them, the Milky Way is rolling, and countless starlights are falling from the sky above the Nantian Gate to the world.
Standing in front of the Nantian Gate, you can see the hazy and shimmering moon when you look up.
This eternal lunar star hangs quietly in the sky.
It seems within reach, but actually it is out of reach.
The Taiyin Star is guarded by extremely ancient power, and ordinary immortals cannot even find the star path up there.
Boom!
An ancient bell on the Nantianmen chimes automatically.
In front of the Nantian Gate, the group of Jiejiao immortals who had already gathered together, led by the Golden Spirit Mother, rode the auspicious clouds in batches and descended into the world!
For a moment, in front of the Nantian Gate, there was a mighty scene, and a group of immortals were shining brightly!
Just like a thousand years ago, the immortals of Jiejiao paid homage to Biyou Palace!
"You are so rude!"
The Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island are powerful in the three realms.
That would be getting into trouble.
"Therefore, in the God-conferring Tribulation, Jiejiao will definitely be defeated!" A quasi-sage responded with thoughts.
Elite disciples were sent to the list of gods one after another.
But the world is unkind and regards all things as stupid dogs!
When a cud dog gets old, it may be abandoned.
Not only are they the most numerous in the three realms - Chanjiao is only twelve golden immortals, while Jiejiao is already the sect of ten thousand immortals!
All it takes is establishing a moral system in the human world to suppress all dissent.
Lest these descendants get lost in the evil waves of the East China Sea, or even fall into the gaps of those terrifying ancient battlefields.
But he saw a blood lotus floating out of the gap.
When Zhen Yuanzi led these casual monks, they flew over the tragic battlefield ruins left by the Lich Catastrophe.
The quality is unrivaled!
He grinned, making countless casual cultivators present feel heartbroken!
Zhen Yuanzi breathed a long sigh of relief.
Seeing this scene, they smelled something, and they all retracted their thoughts.
Some people's thoughts were slower than others.
Otherwise, if the saint discovers it, these guys will criticize the saint behind his back and talk nonsense about the saint.
The physical body was chopped off, the soul collapsed, and only the true spirit remained.
"Jie Jie Jie!" Countless blood energy naturally gathered and transformed into a skinny, evil Taoist.
"Jie Jie Jie!" followed by a strange cry.
"Pindao has a big thing, and he wants to conspire with fellow Taoists!" Lu Ya's voice, like a magical power, shook the man's thoughts, and he subconsciously asked: "What big thing?"
There are many crises along the way.
Under the ginseng fruit tree, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes.
He even allocated part of his divine power to help these juniors.
If you say you should stop killing, you must stop killing!
He quickly bowed his head and returned the courtesy: "If that's the case, then I'll take the first step!"
As the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, Zhen Yuanzi would not refuse the following of these descendants.
"What's the matter, fellow Taoist?" he asked weakly.
Although this person of Styx is murderous and moody.
Wen Zhong became a disciple of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit. Within hundreds of years, he became a Golden Immortal and attracted the attention of the three worlds!
The twelve golden immortals under the sect of Saint Chanjiao have attracted the attention of the three worlds!
And, Jie Jiao...
In the blood, the fierce murderous intention that made Zhen Yuanzi tremble, stirred up the waves of the entire sea area.
"Styx!" When Zhen Yuanzi saw it, he immediately shouted: "I was invited by the saint, the leader of Jiejiao, to go to Biyou Palace to listen to the sermon..."
If he says to kill your whole family, he will definitely kill your whole family.
"Such a great religion is truly terrifying!" Da Luo's thoughts were murmuring from the sky.
These ancient existences are so ancient!
When Da Luo and Quasi Saints heard this name, those who had deep blessings and long luck suddenly felt their scalps numb, their souls trembling, and their thoughts whims.
…
The power of Jiejiao is even greater than today!
In the last century, a thousand years ago.
Then, make an immediate decision and crush and obliterate all these thoughts of yours!
In an instant, the void that was originally bustling with people and thoughts became deserted and deserted.
Empress Sanxiao of Sanxian Island and her sworn brother Zhao Gongming are unfathomable!
Suddenly, a voice echoed among these thoughts: "Fellow Taoists, please don't take it lightly!"
When the Taoist saw Zhen Yuanzi, he bowed his head and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't be alarmed!"
The big rocks above everyone's heads disappeared into smoke.
Such a great religion was like a huge stone, pressing down on the Three Realms at that time.
"Lu Ya?"
"It's better now!" said the quasi-sage.
"A half-dead Jie Jiao is the best Jie Jiao!"
The catastrophe of being granted the title of God almost destroyed the entire Jie sect.
He also has to fly over three extremely dangerous ancient battlefield ruins.
The stench of Jiuyou's blood even spurted out from the gaps in the three realms that had been shattered in ancient times.
But they are also old and strange.
"Who are you?" Da Luo, the quasi-sages were startled.
Otherwise, once disaster strikes, they may become stepping stones for newcomers to embark on the road.
It is almost impossible to hope for the great road!
The saint of Jiejiao retreated to Biyou Palace and no longer interfered with the affairs of the three realms.
Countless amounts of dark red blood immediately filled the air.
However, his disciples and disciples no longer have any hope of being on the right path.
If you want to save your life, you can only weld the car door shut!
Nip those who might challenge their position in the bud.
The eldest sister, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and the eldest brother, Taoist Master Duobao, all have the appearance of Da Luo!
The seven immortals accompanying the saint are also extraordinary.
"I have also been invited by Saint Jiejiao to go to Biyou Palace to listen to the Dharma and Taoism!"
But, it's just the slightest difference.
In this way, I don't know how many great people and how many quasi-sages can sleep peacefully.
Even now, the saint of Jiejiao is born again.
Seeing this, Zhen Yuanzi stopped quickly and fully deployed the power and restriction of the Book of Earth to protect the casual cultivators of Dongsheng Shenzhou, trying to bypass the eruption gap.
"The orthodoxy of Jiejiao in the world has the potential to prosper!"
"Poverty Taoist Luya..." The man announced his family name: "I was introduced by Taoist fellow Taoist Du'e of West Kunlun!"
When they flew away from Dongsheng Shenzhou, the number of scattered cultivators had already reached five hundred.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
An unfamiliar voice?
It seems that this extraterrestrial place for exchange of ideas can no longer be used in the future.
From Wuzhuang Temple to Biyou Palace, we passed through the evil waves of the East China Sea.
"The auspicious time has come, it's time to set off!" He said, he held up the earth book, wrapped himself up, set up the auspicious clouds, and headed towards Biyou Palace.
Jiejiao is just like the Renhuang family in the Renhuang era.
These thoughts echoed outside the sky.
But there is one thing - his credibility is very good.
The three realms are prosperous.
Only a few people with declining fortunes and serious evil deeds who didn't realize it didn't leave in time.
Even three generations of disciples are full of talented people!
Therefore, soon, the number of casual cultivators behind Zhen Yuanzi began to increase sharply.
Countless magic weapons and spiritual treasures shine between heaven and earth.
"Therefore, Pindao should refrain from killing today!"
Behind Zhen Yuanzi, hundreds of cultivators, each offering their magic weapons and using their magical powers, followed closely behind.
Despite this, the accident happened quickly.
Suddenly, the man's thoughts were numb, his soul was lost, and all his movements were stopped by some strange coincidence.
Such words echoed in the man's thoughts.
Taoist Minghe Jiejie smiled sternly and blocked Zhen Yuanzi's path: "I'm a poor Taoist who's really not used to walking alone. I'd like to go with my Taoist friends. I don't know what my friendship is."
How dare Zhen Yuanzi refuse?
This Styx Taoist, even in the prehistoric era, was famous for his weird personality and chicken-like bowels.
I can only nod helplessly: "That's what you wish for!"
