who I am?
where am I?
What am I doing?
Above the sky, Ma Yuan stared with a pair of big copper bell eyes. It took him a long time to recover from those philosophical questions and recognize his true situation at the moment——
It was knocked away with a punch and is still floating in the sky!
How can this be? !
How could he, a great Taoist Immortal, be beaten away by such an unknown Immortal?
Sneak attack?
Didn't you pay attention?
wrong!
This guy is obviously more than just a mysterious immortal!
But no matter what kind of immortal he is, if he dares to offend himself like this, he must not be forgiven lightly!
Thinking like this, Ma Yuan shouted angrily, used his magical power to stop his body from flying upside down, and the big hand behind his head reached out again, and swelled to the size of a small mountain in the wind, clenched it into a fist, and blasted towards Yu Yuan below. .
Yu Yuan just waved his hand, and the broad sleeves of his robe swept past like a cloud.
A strong wind rose.
Ma Yuan felt as if a huge mountain was coming towards him, and he flew out again.
After a long while, he stopped and stood above the sea, feeling that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.
Looking at the Xuanxian who was walking slowly through the air, Ma Yuan could not help but feel a little frightened in his eyes, and his expression changed continuously.
This time he finally figured it out, the other party's way was better than his!
But for some reason, it just blew him away without killing him.
Otherwise, I am afraid that I will die here right now.
That's right, I am a disciple of a saint, and the other party dare not kill him!
In an instant, Ma Yuan thought of the key, and the fear in his heart eased a lot.
"Damn it!"
Suppressing the churning energy and blood in his body, Ma Yuan was filled with anger.
This Xuanxian came out of nowhere, pretended to be his name, occupied his temple, and robbed his incense. Not only did he almost destroy his furnace of elixirs, but now he did it in front of the people of Fuyu. In front of him, he, a real "One Qi Immortal", was beaten up.
How could he endure such a shame and humiliation?
Although the other party's Taoist behavior is obviously more than that of a mysterious immortal, as a disciple of a great sect, how can he be afraid?
At that moment, without any hesitation, he first secretly crushed a jade bead used for communication, and then suddenly opened his mouth and shouted: "Quiet!"
The string of white bone necklaces hanging around his neck suddenly shimmered with precious light, and rose into the air, spreading out in all directions and turning into dozens of skulls that were hundreds of feet in size, surrounding Yu Yuan.
"Taste the power of my Netherworld Ghost Fire, Lord Dao!"
Ma Yuan roared angrily, but without seeing any movement from him, the dozens of skulls each sprayed out a ball of green flames.
This fire is not an ordinary fire, it needs to absorb the energy of Nine Netherworlds to activate it.
It can burn the soul and stain the soul, and it is the most vicious thing.
At this moment, seeing the Xuanxian surrounded by his own ghostly fire, a smug smile suddenly appeared on Ma Yuan's face.
He relied on this ghostly ghost fire to travel across the East China Sea, and he had few opponents in these years.
Even the golden immortal would stay away from him when he encountered him, not wanting to be contaminated by this ghostly fire.
Although this Xuanxian of unknown origin is powerful, his ghostly fire is enough to make him feel better!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Yu Yuan seemed to be in peace under the burning flames of the netherworld.
No, there was still some reaction.
In front of his eyes, a transparent light curtain kept beating rapidly.
[The ghostly fire is burning: soul power +372, spirit +99, will +68, soul strength +572...]
[The ghostly fire is burning: soul power +423, spirit +103, will +72, soul strength +662...]
…
Looking at the rapidly beating numbers, Yu Yuan really felt a little surprised.
Although this increase is nothing to him, the cultivation of Yuan Shen is his weakest point.
After all, mana can be increased by using poison, and physical strength can be increased by beating the body... these are all easy to achieve.
But the cultivation of the soul is more difficult.
He only has two treasures in his hand that can cause damage to the soul, and their power is not outstanding, far inferior to these skulls that can spit ghost fire.
At that moment, he was not polite and directly stretched out his hand and threw out a treasure palace.
The treasure palace swelled in the wind, turning into a colorful and grand palace in the air. The bottom glowed, and it suddenly fell down, pressing all the dozens of skulls underneath.
"my darling!"
Ma Yuan exclaimed and quickly chanted the spell.
"Jingle bell clang clang!"
There was a sudden noise under the palace, as if something was struggling.
However, the palace was as stable as a mountain, always standing still.
Gradually, the movements below the palace became smaller and smaller, and the intervals became longer and longer, as if the skulls had accepted their fate.
Ma Yuan stared with a pair of big copper bell eyes, his face was gloomy, and his facial features were a little distorted.
"Who on earth are you! Where did Master Dao offend you? Why do you target me like this?!"
"this problem……"
Yu Yuan thought about it seriously and replied: "Probably, maybe, maybe... I just want to kick a good kick that can hit the target."
"Um?"
After hearing this answer, Ma Yuan was confused.
The next moment, he felt the figure in front of him shaking, and the Xuanxian pretending to be him had already approached him.
Before he could react, the opponent had already kicked him in the air.
At this moment, Ma Yuan felt a huge force coming towards him, and he turned into a stream of light and flew out involuntarily.
…
There are strong winds in the sky.
The God of Haotian is sitting in a precious chariot, bowing his head and looking at the people.
The newly promoted minister Li Changgeng was waiting beside the chariot, and the monarch and his ministers chatted a few words from time to time.
Let’s not talk about the general trend of the past, just talk about the scenery we saw along the way.
Along the way, I never felt bored.
They had been traveling for more than half a month since they left Daluo Mountain, and Dongsheng Shenzhou was finally in sight in the distance.
Looking at the rising sun, coating the beautiful Dongsheng Shenzhou coastline with a layer of gold in front of his field of vision, God Haotian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
The ancient wilderness is so vast!
Even the Emperor of Heaven's Chariot led by nine true dragons would have to spend such a long time traveling from Nanfangbu Continent to Dongsheng Shenzhou.
In fact, with his Taoist skills, he can travel through space and lead everyone to Kunlun Mountain quickly.
But this trip is his first visit to the saints of the three religions after taking the position of Emperor of Heaven, and he also has a special purpose that he wants to achieve. Naturally, he must create as much momentum as possible and let everyone know about it!
In this way, not only can he show his respect for the saints, but if the saints of the three religions refuse to send disciples to heaven, it will also be known to everyone!
At that time, the momentum of Heavenly Court will inevitably fall to the bottom, and no immortal gods will be willing to join Heavenly Court.
At that time, it would be natural for him to go to Zixiao Palace to cry and complain, and it would be a matter of course!
This is not a secret conspiracy, but a naked conspiracy.
He set up such a conspiracy just because he knew that those disciples of the great saints were unwilling to give up their immortality and enter heaven to become gods.
Now they have achieved 30% success. As long as the trip to Kunlun goes smoothly, this strategy is almost certain.
After all, everyone knows that the leader of Penglai is a man of temperament. It is extremely difficult for him to send his disciples to serve in heaven without considering their future.
If he can figure out a little plan to have some conflicts with those rebellious Jie Jiao disciples, he might not even be able to enter the Jie Jiao gate!
Thinking of this, Haotian couldn't help but reveal a relaxed smile on his face.
He has repeatedly deduced and simulated it in his mind countless times, and the success rate of this conspiracy should be more than 90%!
Coincidentally, the biggest variable happened to be the leader.
Because there are only a few disciples of the Ren and Chan religions, it is impossible for the two leaders to be willing to let them give up their immortality and enter heaven to become gods.
Even if he knew the Emperor's plan, he would not change his mind because of this.
As saints, they wouldn't care at all.
On the contrary, it is the leader of the Jie Cult. First of all, he has many disciples, and secondly...
As a temperamental person, his behavior seems easy to predict, but in fact it is the most difficult to figure out.
But there is no need to worry now, it is better to wait until the trip to Kunlun before making plans.
The success of Daluo Mountain made Haotian God, who had just become the Emperor of Heaven, very high-spirited. He had the spirit of using all beings in the world as a chessboard to play chess with the aloof saint.
at this time.
"call out--"
A sharp whistling sound came from a distance, and then a green-faced and fanged figure crossed the airspace of thousands of miles and collided head-on with the Heavenly Emperor's treasure chariot.
"boom!"
Right on target!
