The big cauldron lay horizontally, with the potential to suppress the past, present and future. Thousands of black dragons roared in unison, swirling around Su Yu, emitting a dazzling black light.
After the Holy Lord Yaoguang voluntarily erased the mark of his own soul, Su Yu was able to activate this imperial weapon by relying on the Hunyuan Holy Power he had cultivated.
But this is only temporary. If the self-proclaimed secrets of the Shaking Light Holy Land emerge, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron will still return to their hands, and Su Yu will not be able to compete with them.
After all, this imperial weapon was branded by more than thirty sages from the Yaoguang Holy Land. Even if Su Yu belonged to the same lineage of ruthless people, the imperial weapon gods were still closer to the Yaoguang monks.
Thinking of this, Su Yu waved his sleeves, took out the bronze emperor coffin, and then put the emperor cauldron into it.
Only the imperial weapon can suppress another imperial weapon in a short period of time. Apart from the Chaos Qinglian, this is the only divine object in his hand that can seal the dragon-marked black gold cauldron.
As for the Void Mirror, it is another situation. The ancient mirror was injured by the fairy sword, and now the laws of the extreme are not revealed, just like a mortal thing.
However, Su Yu was still worried and placed it in the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron.
In this way, even if the Void Mirror is revived, it will still need to break the Emperor's Cauldron first, and then face the Emperor's Coffin...
Su Yu took back the bronze emperor coffin, then looked at Li Ming, and said calmly: "Let's go and put things right, today!"
Li Ming nodded slightly, and then he and Li Daoqing opened a path ahead, and the three of them flew deep into the Holy Land of Shaking Light.
The fairy mist was shrouded and the clouds were clear. When I saw the Great Elder and the Holy Lord Yaoguang walking together, the monks along the way bowed down and saluted.
On a fairy mountain, the Saint of Shaking Light is wearing a white dress, her skin is snow-white, her face is beautiful, her black hair is like clouds, her fingers are nimble, her whole body is surrounded by divine beauty, she is extremely beautiful and moving.
Suddenly, a divine rainbow flashed across the sky. Her beautiful eyes flashed, and she felt the aura of her master, so she looked up.
Just this look was something she would never forget.
From the perspective of her fairy eyes, in the rainbow light, there was a person like a blazing divine sun, blooming with immeasurable light. He was the best monk she had ever seen. Even the Master of the Blood Martial Palace, who had a glimpse of him in the past, could not Comparable to...
"The supreme existence beyond the Holy Lord, this is definitely a Dao-killing King. What happened in the Holy Land, he actually found out the details..." Wei Wei'e frowned slightly, feeling something abnormal, but she couldn't tell come out.
Since she joined the Holy Land of Shaking Light, many things have been revealed to be strange. When Yao Xi fell from the altar, no one could have imagined that she would be the one to succeed the Holy Maiden.
After all, her cultivation level at that time was no better than that of the Taoist Palace. It was the Great Elder who took a fancy to her and gave her a magical object that allowed her to travel thousands of miles and reach the four poles. However, she lived up to expectations and established a firm foothold in the Holy Land of Shaking Light... ..
The causes and consequences of this incident were very special, which made her a little panicked. She always felt that the other party had some plot against her, but she was powerless to do anything about it.
In the eyes of a supreme Holy Master, she is no different from an ant. She can only go with the flow and try to conform to the other person's preferences.
But later, Li Ming treated her very well and didn't do anything unusual, which made her feel at ease...
The last time she was taken out by Li Ming to look for someone, she got a piece of divine source after the success, and Li Ming also promised that when the time is right, he will arrange a fairy fate for her.
At that time, she jokingly asked what kind of immortal fate it was, and the other party responded with "nine secrets," "ancient scriptures," and "the ultimate immortal material," which made her look forward to it...
Just when Weiwei was feeling uneasy, a handsome young man climbed up to the fairy mountain. He looked calm and indifferent even when facing the saint, and said: "Holy girl, the master has ordered you to stay in Qiming Hall tonight. waiting."
"I see."
Weiwei nodded, her expression soft, still thinking about the Tao-killing monk who passed by just now...
The sun was high in the sky, and the three of them arrived at the foot of a sacred mountain. This was the retreat of a semi-saint, and the aura was extremely rich.
The vast chaos waterfall falls from the sky and falls into the lake, stirring up white mist and making the entire area hazy. On the cliff, lavender Ganoderma lucidum and green fairy grass sway, exuding a fragrant fragrance. .
Large pale golden dragons are winding and circling on the mountain, and fairies are everywhere, which is extremely majestic.
After arriving here, Su Yu first transformed into the Holy Son of Light and stood behind Li Daoqing. Then Li Ming took out the token and opened the sacred mountain.
The warm white stone sank into the mountain. With a soft sound, two ancient bronze doors opened, and the three people walked straight in.
The hall was extremely dark, with extinguished palace lanterns on both sides, making it look a bit strange.
There is a faint light flowing on the palace walls, and there are murals recording the fight between gods and demons and the graffiti of the common people. These are the scenes of the battle to slay demons tens of thousands of years ago.
In one of the murals, a heroic man moved the ancient picture above his head to include countless opponents. Then with a slight shock, the ancient scroll expanded, leaving only a pile of ashes.
Su Yu recognized the Jiuli Tu. With a relaxed look on his face, he looked at the mural carefully and browsed all the way through.
None of the three people made any sound, and the palace was completely silent. Only the misty life essence was escaping, which was simple and vicissitudes of life.
The entire palace is made of bronze essence. It is a perfect divine weapon of the king, and it is tainted with a faint aura of the holy way.
When he reached the end, Li Ming once again took out the white stone token and awakened the existence in the deepest part of the hall.
In the boundless darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes shot out two bolts of lightning. Li Xiu's expression remained unchanged as he woke up from seclusion.
He is one of the only two living kings in the Yaoguang Holy Land. His cultivation level reaches the sky, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of the ancient sages.
However, the end of the Dharma is still there, and this step is really difficult to reach the sky. He has been in seclusion for hundreds of years and still has not completed his work.
"Didn't I tell you that I am in retreat and no one is allowed to come here?"
The indifference and harshness spread throughout the palace, and the sound waves were rolling, carrying a coercion of slashing the third heaven, which was extremely intoxicating.
At the same time, the simple murals in the hall also shone with light, and the lines began to flow slowly, and the murderous aura overflowed, enough to make the peerless Holy Master drink hatred.
Faced with this situation, Li Ming looked panicked and bent his knees. He knelt down on the spot, burst into tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Ancestor, the Emperor...the Emperor's soldiers are gone."
The palace suddenly fell into a dead silence, and then a surge of blood rushed out. Eighty-one palace lanterns suddenly lit up, and the entire bronze palace lit up.
The mist was hazy, and an old man walked out of the void. His eyes were sharp, his red eyes were bloody, and his black clothes were intertwined with complicated patterns, like a demon god.
"what happened?"
Li Xiu looked cold. When he saw Holy Lord Yaoguang and Holy Son Yaoguang arriving together, he was convinced of what the other party said.
The "Holy Son of Shaking Light" on the side lowered his head. He walked forward and said with guilt: "Ancestor, this is what happened..."
Looking at the direct descendant in front of him, the blood-haired old man felt something was wrong, but he couldn't find it.
Suddenly, the "Holy Son of Shaking Light" suddenly erupted with the most terrifying light, like countless suns crowded together, then exploded, and finally turned into thousands of the most brilliant light beams, like a shocking rainbow, rushing toward The old man in black robe.
In an instant, a fierce Ji Dao Qi suppressed the nine heavens and ten earth. The entire sacred mountain trembled. The bronze palace seemed to surrender. The void and the avenue were trembling. The palace lanterns were extinguished and the murals peeled off. Becomes blurry and invisible.
Li Xiu, who was facing the power of the Jidao Immortal, was even more frightened. He launched his own counterattack in an instant. A pair of blood-colored eyes shot out a sword-like beam, and thousands of Dao-killing divine chains flew out, carrying wisps of strands. The laws of the holy way are gathered together in one place and condensed into a divine seal.
This is the Holy Secret of Ten Thousand Transformations, which has the power to turn decay into magic!
"Boom!"
A green lotus outlines the shape, swaying in the infinite light, turning into the most magnificent and terrifying scene at this time.
Su Yu's expression was indifferent. He waved the Chaos Green Lotus in his hand, obliterating the divine seal in an instant, and then swept it towards Li Xiu, preparing to send this "ancestor" to enlightenment.
"Monster clan!"
The black-robed old man glanced at Su Yu reluctantly, and then his soul was suppressed by the imperial energy, leaving only a dead body.
Su Yu withdrew the Azure Lotus Emperor Soldier and put the half-saint into his sleeve robe. Then he regained his respectful expression and stood beside Li Ming.
Although the ultimate power flashed past, it still alarmed many monks here.
The divine peaks were blooming with brilliance, and these supreme elders of the Shaking Light Holy Land used their spiritual thoughts to see what was going on.
The bronze door reopened, and in full view, Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Great Elder, and the Holy Son walked out of the sacred mountain. Their faces were all a little pale.
Seeing many monks watching, Li Daoqing and Li Ming snorted coldly. They did not explain, said nothing, and flew to another sacred mountain with the "Holy Son".
"What's going on? Ancestor actually got angry?"
"Who would have known that the Holy Lord and the Great Elder have been fighting openly and secretly in the past few days, but I didn't expect that they would meet here today."
In the sky, the power of the souls of several Xiantai monks gathered together, and there was a lot of discussion about this. They avoided talking about the indifferent imperial aura, but were very interested in Li Daoqing and Li Ming.
Seeing that everyone was avoiding the important things, the half-step masters of the three holy masters were a little puzzled. One of the middle-aged monks said doubtfully: "No, I felt a faint Ji Dao aura. What happened to the holy masters and the great elders?" I will use the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron here."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the other monks remained silent. After dozens of breaths, a powerful man spoke up: "Perhaps the Holy Lord and the Great Elder used imitations of the Imperial Artifact, so the Ji Dao Qi escaped. .”
The middle-aged monk frowned slightly. This kind of talk obviously could not convince him. However, when he wanted to say something else, several powerful men had already withdrawn the power of their spiritual thoughts...
A moment later, another faint imperial aura rushed out. This time, in addition to the three Holy Lords of Shaking Light, an old man in blue also walked out.
A powerful aura from the third level of the Immortal Stage filled the world, and dozens of Immortal monks followed suit and walked out of the cave.
Everyone said in unison: "Greetings to Ancestor Ye Mo!"
Su Yu nodded slightly and said calmly: "Get up!"
His current identity is the Holy Lord of Shaking Light three thousand years ago.
That person was not originally from the ruthless lineage, but after being trapped in Zhandao Tianguan for thousands of years, Ye Mo still devoted himself to the "Immortal Heavenly Art".
Finally, he successfully entered the third heaven of Sendai and became the current king of the Holy Land of Shaking Light.
This is also a microcosm of most of the Holy Lords of Shaking Light for tens of thousands of years. On one side they have the Imperial Scriptures and divine arts, and on the other side they have very little longevity. Faced with this situation, there are only a few people who can keep their true intentions.
Ultimately, the two complete Emperor's Scriptures were the reason why the ruthless lineage took root in Yaoguang.
Although in the outside world, "Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique" and "Immortal Heaven Technique" are heresies among heresies, within the extreme forces, everything is reversed.
As long as the monks are still greedy, the ruthless lineage will not be extinct.
"The Lord of Flowing Light, that one has granted you your wish."
Su Yu chuckled. He remembered the original owner he possessed. When the original owner embarked on the path of cultivation, he never forgot the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron and had a deep obsession with this imperial weapon.
All this comes from the original owner's father.
Because the Yaoguang lineage does not limit its bloodline, but selects and trains children with extraordinary talents from all over, it becomes more and more prosperous.
However, this method was spurned by the original lineage, who believed that the other party's blood was impure and had tarnished the ancient ancestors. They were not qualified to claim to be the successors of the ruthless people. They were the orthodox ones.
Since there is orthodoxy and heresy, it is natural to use every possible means to attack the other side.
The Magic Pot lineage took it for granted that the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron also belonged to them, and the Yaoguang lineage was just a villain who stole the imperial weapons and would be liquidated one day. The original owner grew up under this kind of influence.
Feeling the joy in his heart, Su Yu sacrificed the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, and then, surrounded by Li Daoqing and Li Ming, he majestically entered the Yaoguang Palace and occupied the position of Holy Lord.
Now that all the current kings of the Shaking Light Holy Land have fallen, there are only five self-proclaimed ancestors. He can use the dragon-marked black gold cauldron at will without worrying about backlash!
Now Zi Wei's body is also in seclusion. If he comes out of seclusion, there will inevitably be scenes of kings falling and saints bleeding in the four states.
