In the Huandi Pearl, the dark gold pupils of the 'Flower Snake' are full of cold evil.
The coming dragon may have good intentions. If he accepts it, the situation will be greatly alleviated, or he may have a chance to return to the lineage of the true dragon.
But he didn't want to.
How honorable is the demon god and true dragon? But even if he reappears in the world as a young dragon, he is still the Ao Hua who resolutely betrayed him.
Pei Xihe took a storage ring and put a million immortal crystals into it. Such a number was enough to make the immortals move and become greedy.
But if you exchange this for dragon blood and true dragon magical powers, it will be worth it.
Ao Huahua swallowed the storage ring into her belly in one gulp, and actually sent it to Niwan Palace.
The little black-scaled dragon was originally bound by golden flame chains. After making the oath of the great road, Pei Xihe had already eliminated all the restraints.
Seeing the little dragon open his mouth and bite the mustard seeds into pieces, a large amount of fairy crystals escaped from the inside and were burned by the pure black dragon flames floating on his body.
The method of the Seven Dragons was originally a way for him to quickly recover his cultivation and achieve the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Otherwise, as a newborn dragon chick, even if he had the mental understanding of the Heavenly Venerable Realm, it would be difficult for him to achieve immortality within a hundred years.
The heavenly realm is a threshold, below which everything is ordinary.
No matter how many tricks Ao Huahua had from the Heavenly Lord back then, it would be difficult to use them without stepping into the fairyland.
But now that Qijiao's accumulated strength is insufficient, he makes up for it with fairy crystals, using the origin as the core, and then reshaping his true self. Even though the foundation is somewhat damaged, it is enough to push himself into the fairyland.
Seeing that the flower snake's body was burned every inch in the black flames, not even a handful of ashes remained.
The Black Dragon Spirit God appeared from this, and grew rapidly under the nourishment of a large amount of fairy crystals. His scales were like black jade, his five claws stretched out, and his first two majestic horns were born.
Suddenly, it seemed that the body of the spiritual god had condensed into substance, and the scales on his body were surrounded by a faint glow, which really made people understand what the colorful black was.
Ao Huahua looked at Pei Xihe through the barrier of the Huandian Pearl, and then all the spirits dispersed, leaving no trace behind.
It was at this moment that the originally sunny day on the island suddenly turned into a gloomy night, and thick clouds gathered and stretched away with no end in sight.
This is definitely not just one island. The thousands of suspended islands in Qianlong Feiyu are all shrouded in the dark clouds of night.
Pei Xihe and the others also looked at the sky in surprise.
Suddenly there was a scream and scream.
"hiss!"
It's a young dragon!
The little dragons controlled by Yan Mingchen and the Song and Qing singers had already passed through the clear path in front of the immortals. Now that they sensed its bad condition, they both hurriedly took them out.
“My rhubarb!”
Song Qingge exclaimed, looking at the wilted little yellow-scaled dragon, he felt sad. After taking care of it for so long, he had already developed some feelings for it, and hurriedly looked for Qiu Xue and Shuo Li to watch it.
Yan Mingchen had never shouted like Song Qingge, but his frown also hinted at the injustice in his heart.
She exhaled, looking at the two little dragons that were dying, but there was an inevitable feeling in her heart that her boots would fall to the ground.
In fact, Yan Mingchen had already guessed it, but along the way, she had paid too much price, so how could she stop? Now, what was once a speculation has become a reality.
She looked towards the dark sky, with black clouds flying in the strong wind and lightning, and the sound of rain falling on the high forest.
With the roar of thunder and lightning in his ears, Yan Mingchen felt the true dragon blood that had disappeared from the two dragons in his hands. He raised the corners of his lips in a mocking arc and threw them away casually.
It is ultimately useless.
How ridiculous is it to burn all your hard work and blood?
She clenched her fists tightly, not feeling the pain.
…
While traveling across the island, Ao Chuan suddenly felt that his guidance was cut off.
But when I saw the sky changing drastically, from clear to dark, there were thunders gestating in the sky, the power was astonishing, and I sighed in my heart.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
The little girl beside her tugged at the corner of her father's clothes and asked.
"Dad, is this celestial phenomenon Ao Hua going through a tribulation and ascending to immortality?"
His rebirth with secret methods actually surpasses ordinary reincarnation powers, and he enjoys the complete understanding and memory of his previous life. It can be said that his practice is a thousand miles away, and there is no bottleneck at all.
But step by step is inevitable, and Ao Hua's cultivation level cannot grow so fast.
Ao Chuan nodded, with dark eyes, and replied: "There must be someone to help."
"This time the young dragon has overcome the tribulation and become a heavenly immortal. Ao Hua's many magical powers have now been put to use, and the danger that everyone has been snatching has been solved."
"Coupled with the convenience of reincarnation, his talent in this life is even greater. As time goes by, his cultivation will be even more powerful than that of his predecessor."
Ao Chuan shook his head and then said: "That's all."
"He is so urgent. He must be trying to stop us from finding him, so why bother?"
"Gu's hands and feet in Qinghe are not clean. If we go and ask for something for him, it won't be in vain."
…
Tianxu China.
Nine mountains surround each other, and in the middle there are huge trees, towering into the sky, submerged in the mist.
The sacred peach tree has lush branches and leaves, and the place where it takes root is the area with the most spiritual energy in this world.
Several figures came through the air and stood in the air.
Wu Yazi looked like a young man who had been banished to immortality. Seeing this tree standing tall, he sighed in his heart.
"I never thought that I would be able to become an immortal one day."
When the sky collapsed, all the Mahayana masters shared the same hatred and died together, just to give the living beings in this world a chance to survive. It was only in this life, how could they have imagined that one day they would come back from the dead?
The merits have molded the body, and the cultivation has been fully restored. Now we have reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana, and will embark on the road to immortality.
In fact, in those days, most of the people in the Tianji Palace suppressed their cultivation and did not ascend and leave. Now they are reborn, and their natural emergence is imminent.
The skinny old man on the side, holding a slender blade, smiled indifferently, hiding his merit and fame.
Who told me that Zhao Hanfeng has a good apprentice?
He looked around and saw that there were eleven people present, including those who had worked hard to cultivate in Tianji Palace in the past, and those in Tianxu Shenzhou who had been reborn after experiencing this calamity. They were rewarded according to their merits, and were favored by heaven and blessed by luck. , the proud man who has reached the pinnacle of Mahayana cultivation.
He couldn't help but sigh, "What a terrible future life!"
Of course, his own little disciple is the most outstanding.
The male cultivator in green shirt beside him came a little closer, it was Zhao Qingtang. Now nearly a hundred years have passed, he has experienced the reshaping of his merits, and his practice is even more forward-looking. He has also touched the threshold of the fairyland.
"Master, you never thought that I could become an immortal together with you."
Zhao Qingtang heheed, his eyes filled with pride. He was first reshaped by the leaves of the peach locust tree, and practiced for sixty or seventy years before his master returned to the world, so his cultivation level was actually the same.
Zhao Hanfeng rolled his eyes at him and slapped him on the head.
"Then let's see if we, master and master, can keep pace with each other after being a master of the late Mahayana for thousands of years and becoming a heavenly being."
Zhao Qingtang was chatting for a moment, but suddenly he saw a plain white figure approaching.
Everyone present nodded and said: "Female Sir."
He who sacrificed his life to save the world and killed those strange red eyes was worthy of their respect.
It was Ming Linlang's suggestion to ascend to immortality together. In this way, by opening the path to ascend to immortality at Jiuchong Mountain, he could cast a spell to attract the fairy energy from the upper immortal world to nourish the peach pagoda tree, and also feed back the world and repair the remaining damage.
The woman's silver hair was flying, her lips were raised in a smile, and her purple-gold pupils were shining with divine splendor.
"Everyone, today, we are on the road to immortality together!"
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