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Chapter 41: Yang Yu, begging for death!

【The mysterious and brilliant creation of the spirit】

【Strange things in the universe, the gathering of spiritual lights】

[All kinds of spirits, name of the heavenly book... The remaining pages of the heavenly book, the ten thousand immortals, the collection of thousands of years of spiritual light formed by the convergence of all kinds of qi mechanisms, has the ability to digest the medicine, enhance magical powers, change the feet, cure major injuries, prolong life and break the limits]

[Eight hundred years of mysterious wonder, three thousand years of fortune... ten thousand years of spiritual light, rare, rare, people who are destined to take it, or have the power to break the limits of heaven and earth...]

Buzz ~!

It seemed like a big sun was blooming in the palm of your hand, and the bright light rushed towards the bullfight. Their energy and light instantly attracted the tremor of the void, and I don't know how many gazes were attracted.

"The mysterious and brilliant light of creation! I thought it was about to gather a thousand years ago, but I didn't expect it to be completed now..."

"I'm afraid it's already possible, is it that person who is deliberately suppressing it?"

"If he deliberately suppressed it, why now?"

...

The mysterious light of creation echoes between the sea of ​​clouds and spreads to extremely distant places, as if it can reach any place between heaven and earth.

People look here in the East Wilderness, Nanling and other places, and even in the hidden caves in the void, and wills meet in the void, or they either peek coldly or communicate with each other.

The mysterious and mysterious light of the creation is unknown to everyone in the world. Over the past thousand years, countless people have been chanting and caring about it.

However……

Yang Yu's voice was neither high nor low, but through the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals, he could convey his voice to the place he wanted to convey.

However, in the void, there was still silence in the depths of the starry sea, without any waves.

"Don't you come?"

Looking at the mysterious and mysterious light of creation formed by the gathering of thousands of years of energy in his palm, waves appeared in Yang Yu's eyes.

For a thousand years, he sat here upright, which naturally attracted the thoughts of those people.

However, let alone coming, even the temptation he had imagined was never before.

The two giants who were on the top of Longquan and occupy the first place near the emperor were far more calm and more careful than anyone imagined.

Even when facing the mysterious and mysterious creation light that concerns his promotion to the seventh yuan and breaks the limit and title, he has never been confused.

‘No wonder Yang Ni was so angry that these old guys were really hard to deal with…’

He slowly closed his palms and felt the calm void and sea of ​​stars. Yang Yu couldn't help but feel indifferent.

He could sense the urgency of the Taoist priest of the Tianzong and the Lion God King. Now that the Eight Immortals have been born one after another, the disaster has reached its peak.

But he still underestimated the caution and mood of these two people.

These two magnificent figures have patience and calmness that are far beyond ordinary people. It is almost impossible to move their hearts.

He thought that the two of them would at least have a test and a time when they could not hold back after a thousand years of meditation.

But the result was that he couldn't sit still...

Looking at the light that was flowing between his fingers, Yang Yu looked indifferent.

Longquan has been around for thousands of years, and more than thirty years have passed. During this period, Wujian’s incarnation has traveled back and forth more than ten times.

However, snow disasters in the mountains and seas are getting worse and worse, and it seems that there is a possibility of freezing the world.

The hidden ghost in the old man's body has not been able to observe where it is, and he cannot remove it.

The mountain and sea world with thin spiritual energy is quite withering than the dragon spring...

"I'm not waiting for time!"

Yu Yang sighed.

He has always been a patient person. If he sits in meditation and practices, he will not feel lonely at all.

If you ignore the mountains and seas and the old man, with his life span, you can endure these two old guys to death with his advantage.

but……

There is nothing everywhere, and between the silent and lightless nothingness, the will of seemingly exist and seemingly non-existent gathers in one place.

The Lion God King's aura was in harmony with the world and was everywhere. He stared at the sea of ​​stars and faintly felt the sword intent that seemed to be there and not, old and corrupt, but no longer had its sharpness.

Deep in the starry sea, drifting on the top of Wanshi Mountain between the starry sea, the white-haired old Taoist looked back on the platform with cold eyes, no sadness or joy.

"Yang really admires each other!"

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed that for a long time, Yang Yu's voice echoed in the sea of ​​clouds and winds again.

Then, in the eyes of countless people, whether thrilling, or joyful, or indifferent, he looked up and swallowed the bright sun-like light into his stomach:

"Since both of you shouted and didn't come, Yang wouldn't be with you!"

Boom!

At this moment, it seemed like thunder thunder exploded in the hearts of all the rank masters who witnessed this scene.

"He, he swallowed..."

"he?!"

"It's a waste of resources! He is just Jiuyao, and it's actually..."

...

Seeing this scene, except for all the disciples on and off Wudou Mountain, all the witnesses were moved and lost their voices.

The mysterious and brilliant light has the power to help break through the eight extremes of the realm, but the spiritual light of creation seems to be able to touch the limits of heaven!

Since ancient times, in the past 80,000 years, no Jiuyao Lord has ever taken the spiritual light of creation to help break the realm.

Nothing else, this is a waste!

Even the only emperor of the eight emperors who had descendants had never been so luxurious.

"Dare you robbed Mo?!"

It seemed that in less than a moment, there was a thunderous voice in the depths of the void:

"You dare to swallow my Longquan treasure, too?"

boom!

Above the endless sea, a void was suddenly blasted through, and a big man in golden armor came with a sword and glared at him. "Damn, do you know who I am?!"

But he saw the man with yellow hair shawls, his head was magnificent, and a vertical eye appeared on his eyebrows. He was powerful without anger, and anger made people feel palpitations.

"Sky Eye?!"

"This person is..."

Feeling the shocking void, many disciples on Wudou Mountain were shocked, but Jiang Xiazi's pupils shrank:

"After Emperor Longquan, there is only one person with a heavenly eye... This person is..."

"Who are you……"

On the top of Wudou Mountain, there seemed to be a flowing light like fire. While Yang Yu's voice spread in the void, the burly old man in the armor of spiritual treasures had fallen into the vast ocean like a meteorite.

“What’s the difference?”

The rumbling sound could not suppress Yang Yu's calm voice, accompanied by the huge waves rushing into the sky, the roar of the burly old man accompanied his body, and in an instant, it turned into powder.

call!

The surging waves blew away the sea of ​​clouds.

Yang Yu stood with his hands hanging down on the top of the mountain, visible to the naked eye. The light shone between his chest and abdomen, as if there was a big sun in his abdomen that was shining brightly.

Buzz ~

With a casual punch, he destroyed the old man who was attacking into ashes, and Yang Yu habitually put his fate away.

"Prime Yang!"

In the void, there seemed to be starlight drifting down, and a sword intent with extreme sharpness and fierceness descended here from an extremely distant place.

The voice of the Taoist Tianzhu was cold and terrifying:

"What do you mean by disobeying promises?"

"What is the intention, what is the intention..."

Looking back at the Tianzhu Taoist standing at the extreme height of the sky and looking down at the world indifferently, Yang Yu stretched his five fingers, and there seemed to be a fire in his eyes:
Chapter completed!
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