In such adversity and murderous intent, Wusheng Killing Tribulation showed the tyrannical destiny, and the light of creation rose up again. Soul thoughts split from the golden elixir seeds, and they were about to break through creation and achieve the three disasters. It can be seen from this that,
This Qian Chengyun is really a man blessed by fate, but it's a pity! What he encountered was the destiny disk, the phantom of the artifact that controls everything in the world.
"Boom" the destiny disk suppressed and fell down. Qian Chengyun raised his hands to the sky, hoping to hold up the destiny wheel and in an instant, he was crushed into ashes forever.
As the land rolled back, a bit of immortal breath escaped from the ashes, and it was extremely weak. It was the Immortal Technique of Wusheng Killing and Tribulation. This Immortal Technique was extremely frightening and moved towards the teleportation formation in a panic, hoping to escape.
Xie's hand fished it down, grabbed this piece of immortal magic in his hand, and twisted it like an earthworm. This immortal magic was heavier than the mountain. Xiaoyu's face turned pale, and he slowly resisted.
The immortal magic is in front of you.
"Wu Sheng Killing, you betrayed your master and left, never thought you would see this day!" Looking at the immortal magic in front of him, Xiao Yu sneered.
The Wusheng Killing Tribulation began to distort violently, and the resentment was very strong.
Hongchen flew out of Xiaoyu's body and laughed viciously: "Give this thing to Master Bird and imprison it in my world. See if you can erase his will and integrate it into your legal body. In this way, you will
He is capable of many supreme immortal arts."
Wusheng Shajie became afraid of Hongchen's words, and his resistance became more and more fierce. Xiaoyu sneered, handed it over to Hongchen, and suppressed it in the world.
This was the most intense decisive battle since Xiaoyu began to practice Taoism. The opponent had too many advantages. During the countless life and death opportunities, he evolved a destiny disk, changed the situation of death, and wrote the final victory.
While the mana is recovering, the Buddha's brilliance on the surface of the body slowly dissipates, the source of the origin is gradually lost, the aura of the sky declines, and finally returns to its former soul-condensing strength.
"Let's go!" Hongchen said slowly.
"Yes." After nodding, Xiaoyu headed towards the Kuafu tribe. Today he killed a powerful enemy and established his invincible confidence in the future.
The Kuafu tribe was talking like crazy at this time. This result was beyond the surprise of all the giants, including the Kuafu tribe leader. When Xiaoyu went crazy, even he thought that his son was already dead. Unexpectedly, he was able to save his life at the critical moment.
Restrain the desire to kill and eventually turn defeat into victory.
In the center of the Kuafu tribe, a figure landed here, with an ordinary expression on his face, and said: "Meet the tribe leader."
"You are very good, really very good. You are brave and resourceful in fighting back. Master's inheritance should be more suitable for you." Patriarch Kuafu has noticed many of Xiaoyu's tricks, such as taking in the wonders of heaven and earth, and using tricks to attract thousands of people.
Cheng Yun went to the land of turmoil, but none of these tricks stopped him. A life-and-death battle is essentially a game of life and death. As long as you can win, no one will say anything.
"When can I teleport to the place of inheritance?" Xiaoyu asked again.
"In one month, I will gather the clan members to start the teleportation route to the temple. You can wait with peace of mind!" Chief Kuafu said.
"Then I will wait for January with peace of mind." Xiaoyu said calmly.
At this time, apart from Xiaoyu, the most excited person was Kuawu. He looked at his brother's ugly face, howled and raised Xiaoyu high, announcing his victory.
The Kuafu clan roared with joy. Kuawu and Xiaoyu kept wandering among the clan, sitting on the giant's shoulders. Hearing the Kuafu clan's continuous cheers, Taoist heart trembled, and he sighed slightly, although the longevity of the Kuafu clan is not as good as
The ascetics last a long time, but there are more joyful and pure sounds in their life, and there are less plots and fights among the ascetics. Every creature created by the sky seems to have its own meaning, the meaning of its existence.
After spinning around for nine times, Kua Wu stopped in front of his brother and yelled at him, telling him about his victory. As a loser, Kua Yun did not show any sign of being angry. Instead, he admitted that he had failed and was wrong.
Although the man looks ugly, he has no intention of revenge against Xiaoyu.
Kuawu finally stood proud in front of his brother and showed off his power with Xiaoyu. After all the tribesmen dispersed, he returned to the house and took out seven jars of wine from under the bed. Each jar was as big as a small mountain and could
After loading the stream strips, patting open the mud sealing of one of the altars, he screamed to the sky.
"He said he would be drunk for three days, and he asked you to get drunk with him." Hong Chen immediately translated.
"Okay!" Since Xiaoyu started cultivating Taoism to this day, he has always allowed others to plot, and he has also been strict with himself. Today's killing of Wusheng Killing Tribulation has made his Taoist heart realize a lot, especially the moment when the fate of the heavenly disk changed the situation.
I have a deeper understanding of the great road.
Today, I simply opened my heart and drank to my heart's content. In the house, two people and one bird drank seven jars of strong wine in a happy mood.
The hot taste plays the song of victory in life, and there will be no regrets in the world of mortals. Xiaoyu no longer knows how much wine he drank. He only knows that not only is he drunk, but also his ego is drunk, and even the monsters in his cells are drunk. Xiaoyu
In Yu Ren's legal body, millions of living creatures were drunk, and the tyrannical spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into every cell, almost to the point of bursting him.
In a daze, he saw Hongchen standing above Kuawu's head, screaming and jumping, with two snow-white bird wings shaking outward and sideways, two bird legs jumping up and down, and some unknown sounds in his mouth.
Notes, crazy and abnormal.
Kuawu kept saying something to Xiaoyu in his ancient demon language, but he didn't understand a word of it. He could only make noises, shouts, and laughs along with the mortal world in his drunkenness.
Just when Xiaoyu and others were drunk, one of the palaces in the imperial court suddenly erupted with bright light, and a human face completely dissipated in the midst of resentful wails.
The will of the immortal descends from the vastness. A figure wears a nine-dragon emperor's robe. As the face changes, thousands of faces keep appearing, some are kind, some are angry, some are majestic, and the amazing purple energy is constantly hovering around this immortal.
Above his head, while Wei Wei was calculating, he made a cold voice: "Who is it? Who killed Cheng Yun, causing sudden changes in my plan."
During the constant calculation, a picture appeared in the void. It was the moment when Qian Chengyun was killed. Only a roulette shadow was suppressed and flowed in the picture, and Qian Chengyun was crushed and exploded into flying ash in an instant.
This figure let out a wave of vicious roars, trying to see clearly who killed Qian Chengyun, but somewhere in the dark, another ray of light fell down, directly cutting off the picture, interrupting the immortal's continued calculation.
Seeing that the roulette wheel exuded an astonishing aura of destiny, the immortal had a ferocious expression on his face: "It must be you who is destined to die, you traitor and treacherous minister. I didn't expect you to dare to openly kill the emperor's grandson. I will definitely kill you." After the words fell, this immortal said.
In the blink of an eye, the character teleported away from where he was.
This drunkenness really lasted three days. When Xiaoyu woke up, Hongchen made a bird's nest on Kuawu's head. He slept very sweetly, and so did Kuawu. His huge snoring kept rising and falling like thunder.
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A slight smile appeared on Xiaoyu's dull face. He sat upright and comprehended the practice. It's okay to be a little arrogant, but on this path of cultivation, if you don't advance, you will retreat. And from the beginning of stealing the avenue, he has no way out and can only keep improving himself.
Only in this way can we smash the conspiracies and conspiracies of the heavens in the future.
It was another three days before Kua Wu and Hong Chen woke up one after another, which took twice as long as expected after three days of drunkenness. When they woke up, Xiaoyu had already entered into self-cultivation.
When Hongchen woke up, he still seemed to have some aftereffects of alcoholism, and he was shaking up and down when flying. Seeing the hard-working and uncomplaining Xiaoyu practicing, a trace of joy appeared on the bird's face. As the old guy in the Buddhist world said, this created a miracle.
Maybe this guy can actually help him get rid of this body.
Kuawu stood up and had not eaten for five days. He seemed a little hungry and shouted at the mortal world that he wanted to go hunting.
Seeing the same kind of food available, Hongchen's mouth began to swallow saliva. Xiaoyu spent six days beside the stone carvings and realized that after eating the meat of the mythical beast several times, he could no longer resist the sweet taste and followed Kuawu to prey on the same kind.
, the laws of nature are intolerable.
After looking at Xiaoyu, Hongchen finally woke him up.
"Wake up! What's the matter?" He opened his eyes and saw the bird-like appearance in the world of mortals, which made Tao feel interesting in his heart.
"Let's go, Kua Wu, take us to hunt and see what we will eat today." Hong Chen is a bird, and he has no such consciousness at this moment. He just wants to eat what he calls rough food.