Chapter 285: Black Coffins Luck Comes to Demon Body
Although the Taiyin Virtual Mirror now embodied has been determined by Hong Yuan to be the natal Taoist species, and is also engraved with the holy-level Yudao formations and magical powers, its rank is still fifth level and has not been promoted to the status of a holy instrument.
level.
On the other hand, Hong Yuan also had some concerns.
Because the holy weapon Gathering Flood Flag used by Han Jiuming had just dissipated not long ago, his Hong Yuan's Gathering Flag was able to be upgraded to a holy weapon, without violating the only law of heaven and earth that is a holy weapon.
"I don't know if Han Jiuming's Taiyin Void Mirror still exists."
"The only holy weapon. If it still exists, then my own Taiyin Virtual Mirror will never be able to advance to the holy weapon sequence..."
"It seems that I have to make multiple preparations. I can't put all my eggs in one basket."
"At least cast another Tao type as a backup. The school of this Tao type should belong to the Food Tao."
Hong Yuan held the Taiyin Virtual Mirror engraved with pictures of birds flying and fish swimming in his hand, and his thoughts were wandering around.
He exerted force in his hands and sent a stream of demonic energy to the Taiyin Virtual Mirror, reshaping the appearance of the Taiyin Virtual Mirror.
The original Taiyin Virtual Mirror was a picture of birds flying and fish swimming, but under Hong Yuan's intentional change, the image carved on it changed to a picture of flowers and a full moon.
In this way, it can be regarded as a disguise.
After the incident was over, Hong Yuan raised his eyes and looked upward, as if he wanted to see through the many obstacles to see the movements of the Black Dragon Demon Saint.
However, heavy fluctuations still erupted from the depths of the top floor of Qinglong Tianjing Tower, making the space tremble.
Obviously, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint has not been able to pass the test and completely subdue the holy weapon!
"What excuse should I use to tell him that I want to send troops to the Suzaku, White Tiger and Xuanwu Tianjinglou Demon Realm to avoid human assassination through the Battle of Ten Thousand Realms?"
Hong Yuan pondered in his heart, thinking about his words.
Now that he understands that the prodigious warrior saints of the fifth palace of the human race are trying to assassinate him in his demon body, he will definitely not sit back and wait for death, trying to use his demon body to fight against many saints.
The Young Emperor wouldn't do this, let alone him, Hong Yuan?
Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, he prefers to go to the tiger mountains. This kind of thing is extremely unsuitable for him, especially since he still wants to use the battle of the ten thousand realms of the monster clan to completely realize the identity of the monster body as the son of contemporary destiny of the monster clan.
Thinking of this, Hong Yuan couldn't help but turn his gaze to the top of his head to observe his luck.
His luck spread majestically, and almost half of it turned into the indescribably precious purple and gold luck.
The Purple Gold Luck is thousands of feet high, soaring straight into the sky, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, with the power to penetrate the heaven and the earth!
On this purple gold pillar of luck, there is a white dragon that turns into a dragon, and its pair of dragon horns are particularly eye-catching. In addition, the snow-white dragon scales on its body are also eye-catching.
The most surprising thing is that this majestic luck looks like a white dragon surrounding a purple gold pillar from a distance, but up close it looks like a white dragon and purple gold pot!
It shelters the flood source and protects the flood source at all times.
Everything was beautiful originally, but a layer of dim gray light gathered in the sky above this majestic destiny, like a black coffin, as if it was about to seal Hong Yuan's demon body.
"Luck warning, it seems that the luck of this black coffin is caused by human assassination."
The magical power of luck - the lamp of destiny shines brightly!
Hong Yuan decisively activated his magical power to destroy the black coffin's destiny.
An oil lamp emitting purple light appeared above Hong Yuan's head, shining on the body of the luck-transforming dragon white dragon, causing the aura of the dragon-turning white dragon to suddenly increase a lot.
Ah ho——
The strengthened Qi Luck transformed into a dragon and the white dragon roared at the black coffin Qi Lun.
It rises upwards, dancing with the two dragon claws under its body, and the two dragon horns on its head are even more majestic.
The two collided violently, and the black coffin only dissipated a little of the black mist, but the white dragon turned into a dragon and fled back to the flood source with a howl of great luck.
Seeing this, Hong Yuan felt a sudden chill in his heart, and a chill ran down his spine.
Dead end!
This is almost a life-or-death situation!
"Come on, during this battle for the Ten Thousand Realms, I have another reason to become a demon saint and a son of the demon race."
"As for the reasons I proposed to Jiaolong's adoptive father... no matter what, I have to continue the battle for the Ten Thousand Realms, otherwise my demon body will really be successfully assassinated by the human race."
Hong Yuan exhaled a breath of thick air, his eyes firm.
It wasn't until this moment that he began to appreciate the power of the human race, and understood why the human race could suppress the demon race.
But the more difficult the situation, the more fearless Hong Yuan becomes.
Because he is a practitioner of longevity martial arts.
After defeating the powerful Skyhorn Ant Tianli, Hong Yuan's mentality underwent a huge transformation.
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Three days later.
Qinglong Tianjing Tower shook for a while.
"What's going on here?"
"This movement is the Holy Artifact. The Holy Artifact is about to be surrendered!"
"It is not possible to seize the sacred weapon by entering the demon realm of Qinglong Tianjing Tower as a demon saint. Daojun Xuanjiao is really amazing, and he deserves to be the one who cultivated the king."
Li Jianqiu, Zhang Fan and other demon soldiers and generals quickly stopped their actions to decipher various inheritances and waited for the aftermath of the shock to pass.
No matter which floor they were on, they all raised their heads and looked up at the highest floor of Qinglong Tianjing Building.
The highest level of the demon realm in Qinglong Tianjing Tower.
Hong Yuan, who stood quietly outside, thinking about the method of casting the Tao Seed of the esophagus, also cast his gaze forward, watching the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint walking out of the darkness.
At this time, the Xuanjiao Demon Saint could be said to be full of spring breeze and beaming with joy.
"Haha, Guangqiao, you are really a lucky star. I'm afraid I got your luck this time~"
The Xuan Jiao Demon Saint's eyebrows were dancing with joy. Based on his Taoism, he would not have shown such a gesture to Hong Yuan. One can imagine how happy he was to obtain a sacred weapon.
"Congratulations to my adoptive father, congratulations." Hong Yuan smiled and congratulated him.
"Come out!" Xuan Jiao Demon Saint muttered softly.
He straightened his robe, and a green light appeared, and he saw a piece of rattan armor floating on the scene surrounded by an unknown and terrifying black mist.
This rattan armor has a simple appearance, with a wild atmosphere and is very wild.
It's not like a defensive holy weapon, but more like an offensive holy weapon. It's so weird!
"Strong is strong, but I feel that even with its blessing, I still can't hold on to the support of the demon clan in the siege of the human race." Hong Yuan said in secret.
In fact, it was not that Hong Yuan had no intention of telling Xuan Jiao Demon Saint about the human race's siege.
It was just because of his humble position and the fact that he could not provide the source of the information, so Hong Yuan suppressed this idea.
Suddenly, Hong Yuan's brows furrowed inaudibly, then recovered.
There is a new situation over there in the kendo incarnation!
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Inside the Baijia bag.
The incarnation of swordsmanship, the Martial Saint of Lightning, and the Buddha Qingdeng are talking about their respective martial arts understandings.
The eyes of the incarnation of Kendo brightened slightly, and Hong Yuan's main consciousness descended here.
"There's some bad news."
The Dian Ting Martial Saint looked gloomy: "Die Jian and the others are about to reach the Endless Sea. If Xuan Qi and Xuan Guang Qiao return to the Lingku Sea, then our trip will most likely be in vain!"
"Donor of the Butterfly Sword!?" Qingdeng Shanfo said silently, "This is a person with great supernatural powers who understands the way of swords and the way of transformation. If she takes action, Xuan Qi and the others will definitely have no way to survive."
Hong Yuan didn't say much, and immediately activated the Immortal Essence to instill the Babel Insect in the blessed land.
With the help of the Heaven-Bearing Insect, Hong Yuan's will was communicated to Baohuangtian and came to the place where the Human Race's Five Palaces Martial Saints were talking.