The existence of resistance seems to be even at the peak of Daluo Realm where three flowers gather at the top. After the roar sounded in the starry sky, Yang Hongyuan, who was thousands of miles away, looked solemn as never before: "Long'er, get ready. Take good care of your grandnephew."
As Yang Junshan and Murong Qingtian turned into two streams of light and were thrown far away, Yang Hongyuan and his daughter, who were well prepared, launched a full-force escape light and followed them away.
"boom!"
Murong Qingtian could no longer remember how many meteorites he had smashed into pieces along the way. He finally stopped after crashing into a huge, barren star of unknown location.
At this moment, Murong Qingtian's face was covered in blood, and there were a few rags hanging on his body. He was bleeding profusely all over his body, and he didn't know how many bones and muscles were broken.
"Wow!"
Blood foam mixed with internal organs spurted out, and Murong Qingtian, who was barely standing, suddenly fell down, stirring up thick smoke and dust.
He had a great battle with that Xingshan, and regarded ordinary gods and immortals as nothing, destroying countless sects and sects along the way.
But in the eyes of those Hedao Tianzun, he is nothing.
Thinking of this, Murong Qingtian couldn't help but smile bitterly, feeling the broken bones and displaced organs all over his body.
At this moment, I am afraid that an ordinary Yuan Shen Immortal could kill him. Fortunately, this place seems to be a deserted place with no monk activities.
Murong Qingtian took a healing elixir and began to look at the scene in front of him. A look of surprise burst out from his eyes at this sight.
I saw that the place where it was located was a cave with stone benches and chairs, which was obviously the remains of a monk.
Ordinary monk relics would not be taken seriously by him, but on a stone platform in the cave, there was a black giant ax shimmering with fairy light.
Mu
Although Rong Qingtian could not determine its specific grade due to the damage to his spiritual consciousness, there was no doubt that it was an immortal weapon.
In another fairy light, a black stream of light exuding a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere was swimming endlessly.
Is this true? . . Taichu Xuanguang!
In the starry sky of the universe, twenty-six and twenty-seven star realms have now appeared, so this is the profound light of the beginning. . Twenty-eight star realms!
This is an immortal relic, not an ordinary Yuan Shen immortal. Could it be that if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune in the future.
Murong Qingtian ignored his injuries and staggered to the stone platform, his eyes full of enthusiasm.
The fairy ax is just that, but with the Taichu Xuanguang of these twenty-eight star realms, there is a chance to enter the star realm to compete for the position of world leader at the beginning of the world.
Since it cannot be fought for, at the beginning of a star realm, whether it is the genius and earthly treasures bred in it or the origin of heaven and earth that escaped when the realm was opened, it is a huge opportunity.
"Haha, haha, God will not stop me!"
"Witch Clan, Ghost Clan, Confucian Clan, Xingya, when I advance to Hedao Tianzun, I will definitely let you taste the pain I feel today in order to avenge the oppression of thousands of years!"
"Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid we won't have this chance!"
A simple small mirror suddenly appeared in the cave, and the bright mirror light like water slanted down, shrouding the ecstatic and indignant Murong Qingtian in it.
"The Lord of Star Cliff, Middle Da Luo!"
Murong Qingtian, who was like an insect in amber, looked at Yang Hongyuan who slowly appeared, the enthusiasm on his face faded, and a voice of shock and fear came out.
Before he could speak again, as Yang Hongyuan activated the Jade Certificate of Creation and dropped a seal, sealing his immortal soul, Murong Qingtian suddenly fainted and was taken into the Sky Escape Mirror.
Zhong suppressed it.
A great Luo Immortal Lord who had traversed the starry sky for thousands of years was easily blocked and suppressed by Yang Hongyuan.
If word spread, it would definitely cause an uproar, but Yang Hongyuan didn't think it was a big deal, after all, more than one person had been suppressed.
Murong Qingtian was seriously injured by a shield from the Hedao Heavenly Lord of the Wu clan. Then Yang Hongyuan, the Great Luo Heavenly Lord, urged him to activate two middle-grade immortal weapons, the Jade Order of Creation and the Tiandun Mirror, so he was naturally captured.
Yang Hongyuan turned his head and looked at the two immortal treasures on the stone platform, with unstoppable joy in his eyes.
Otherwise, Murong Qingtian is also a person with deep luck.
Zun Yishi was beaten to death by a shield, but fell into a ruins of his predecessors.
Even though Yang Hongyuan now has two middle-grade immortal weapons, Tiandun and Good Fortune, which are middle-grade Xuanguang axes, you can only look at Zhoutian World, which is a middle-grade original fairy weapon that has been sealed for thousands of years. Rare.
As for the other one, it was the Taichu Xuanguang of the twenty-eight star realms. Yang Hongyuan got a ray from the fairy birch tree in the Holy Birch Gate. Now this is the second ray. As for the third ray, it has now been revealed.
This is the ruins of an immortal. Naturally, there are not only these two things. The rest of the things are in a storage magic weapon.
Yang Hongyuan bowed three times to the stone platform. Inheriting the legacy of his predecessors naturally also inherited their karma.
Yang Hongyuan carefully explored the ruins here and found that there was nothing left, so he didn't want to stay much at the moment. He wanted to go and see how his grandson was doing.
On the other side, following Yang Hongyuan's instructions, Yang Shenglong saw Yang Junshan being knocked away and immediately flew after him.
Although Yang Shenglong's cultivation level is not as good as that of Yang Hongyuan, he cannot accurately track the missiles thrown by Yang Junshan.
Trajectory, but Yang Hongyuan could not help but already knew that his grandson would fall into the Aotian Star Realm.
Yang Shenglong looked at Yang Junshan, who had all his bones and muscles broken and was bleeding all over his body, with a look of unbearable expression on his face, secretly thinking that his father was unreliable.
This tempering of the grandson cannot be rubbed off. In the past, some people in the clan were still unhappy with their father's preference for this grandson.
But they only saw the scenery in front of their grandson, who knew the pain behind the scenery.
Without hesitation, three three-foot-long spiritual ginseng appeared in the flash of green fairy light in his hand. Judging from the age, it was three to four thousand years old.
The Yang family has been established for more than 800 years, and with the management of spiritual ginseng fruits, the earliest batch of spiritual ginseng cultivated has been around for thousands of years.
But there are not many that are over a thousand years old. Most of them were cultivated by Guoguo in Tianxian Mansion in the early years. Three thousand-year-old ones were taken out this time, which shows that Yang Hongyuan did not waste money this time.
As soon as Yang Shenglong pointed and pinched, the three spiritual ginseng had turned into drops of Yimu spiritual liquid that filled Yang Junshan's body.
In the beginning, it took about the time it took for a stick of incense to enter one drop. After three hours, it took about the time it took for a cup of tea to enter one drop. Later, it became faster and faster.
Sensing Yang Junshan's aura from dying to getting stronger and stronger, Yang Shenglong had to secretly say that his grandson was extraordinary.
After all the spiritual liquid transformed by the three spiritual ginseng was exhausted, Yang Shenglong took out a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum the size of a millstone. In the flash of spiritual light, he turned it into a handful of mushroom powder and covered the surface of Yang Junshan's body. Next, Yang Junshan recovered by himself.
When Yang Hongyuan came here, what he saw was Yang Junshan who was like a broken porcelain doll that was barely glued together, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart.
But the monk asked for help,
If you want to enter the country quickly, you have to make breakthroughs at this critical moment of life and death. After all, that naughty kid has to live and die before he can achieve his divine power later on.
After Yang Hongyuan checked it in person, he felt relieved when he saw that Yang Junshan was slowly recovering.
After Yang Shenglong returned to Xingya to take charge, Yang Hongyuan waited for Yang Junshan to wake up, which lasted three days.
Falling, falling all the time, as if there is no end...
Suddenly, "Wow!", consciousness suddenly returned, Yang Junshan's eyes suddenly opened, but his sight was covered by an extremely blue sky.
Yang Junshan suddenly stood up, the immortal energy in his body was flowing like a torrent, and would seep out of his body at almost any time, and would flow out with his will, transforming into various magical energy and rushing toward potential opponents.
Murong Qingtian is not nearby...
"Crash la la la——"
Is this actually an ocean? And I seem to be on an isolated island at this time!
No, this is not an island, but a huge turtle, and I am currently on the back of a huge turtle!
Where is this place?
After realizing that there was no potential danger around him, fatigue and severe pain came almost at the same time, and Yang Junshan felt like his whole body was rotten.
"Sun
Son, you wake up! "
The sound of the voice startled Yang Junshan, who had just woken up, but when he heard those familiar warm words, Yang Junshan's nose felt sore.
"Ancestor!"
In later generations, Yang Junshan is the most senior person in the entire Yang family and the backbone of the entire Yang family. No matter what happens, he must resist with all his strength and there is no way to retreat.
But this world is different. He has layers upon layers of
The ancestor of the stack is on top. Although he has been working hard since he was a child, he was raised by a noble man.
With the support of Yang Hongyuan, a powerful and scheming ancestor, the pressure on Yang Junshan is naturally much less, and he is also much more wanton.
Now, not only was he being hunted across several star realms, but he was also seriously injured and dying by a powerful person who appeared out of nowhere.
Seeing Yang Hongyuan at this moment, a sense of grievance suddenly surged into my heart.
"My grandson, rest assured, the ancestor who took action already had a plan.
When the time comes, the ancestor will definitely have a fight with him to get you back. "
"Thank you, ancestor. However, I am afraid that the person who took action this time is not a great supernatural power user in the Hedao Realm. Our Yang family is not strong enough now. It will not be too late to regain our place when my ancestors and grandchildren improve their cultivation."
When Yang Junshan heard what Yang Hongyuan said, he immediately felt that the grievances in his stomach were gone. It felt good to have an adult.
However, with Yang Junshan's cultivation at the peak of Golden Immortal, and Murong Qingtian's cultivation at the middle stage of Da Luo, they could be seriously injured so easily, even Da Luo Immortal would not be able to do it.
"Don't worry, grandson, I have my own plan, but as the saying goes, misfortunes always come with blessings. You have just woken up, so you don't have time to explore your body carefully."
After hearing Yang Hongyuan's reminder, Yang Junshan sank his consciousness into his body and began to look around his body.
Recalling the giant shield that appeared like a city wall in the starry sky that day and knocked him and Murong Qingtian away, Yang Junshan still feels uneasy when he thinks about it.
The moment the giant shield appeared, Yang Junshan deeply felt his own insignificance, and all his abilities seemed to have been transformed into nothing at that moment.
Liu Shui could only watch helplessly as he was knocked away by the giant shield that covered the sky.
But now it seems that the giant shield was obviously merciful, or maybe it didn't want to kill anyone at all, and it just wanted to stop the battle between him and Murong Qingtian.
Otherwise, if the giant shield really wanted to kill someone, he would have no choice but to admit that he was unlucky.
But what exactly is that giant shield, and what kind of existence does it possess?
Well, I remember that when I was knocked unconscious, I seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting something... "Xingtian"?
After finally putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yang Junshan finally immersed himself in exploring the current situation.
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