Kacha!

There seemed to be red thunder piercing the void, illuminating the haze.

With just one glance, Old Man Tianshu felt that his heartbeat had stopped and his soul felt like it was being torn apart.

And Yang Yu seemed to be aware of it. He looked at the same place as the soldier leader. Under the eyes of the golden spirit fire, he could see the Buddha's light rising up.

"Amitabha! I can't hide it from the eyes of the military master..."

A woman wearing a purple robe and a crown holding a jade purification bottle slowly walked out of the Buddha's light:

"After an eternity of separation, do you still remember our old friend, Master?"

Cihang!

Yang Yu's eyes turned cold as he recognized the female crown.

The latter noticed his gaze and smiled slightly:

"After overcoming the calamity and gaining fortune, Taoist Yang has made rapid progress. If he has a rank map, it is not far away to become a Taoist! Unfortunately, the road to counter the chaos heart ape is indeed more difficult to walk than to manifest the saint..."

The Buddha's light surged, and the female crown walked forward, dissipating much of the fighting and killing energy surging in the void.

The soldier clasped his fingers together with a cold expression:

"After tens of thousands of years of separation, you have become more courageous and dare to spy on me with Dharma images!"

"It's not that I'm a poor monk who doesn't respect the military master, but my true body is currently in the Great Luotian and I can't get out."

Nu Guan looked around the void and her eyes fell on the old man from the Book of Heaven:

"The way of calculation by fellow Taoist disciples in the Heavenly Book is approaching great success. I guess enlightenment is not far away?"

The old man of Tianshu smiled bitterly and sighed:

"I was born at the wrong time, and practicing Taoism is too difficult. There may be no hope of becoming a Taoist..."

As he sighed, the old Taoist also secretly complained in his heart.

He really didn't want to have any contact with these ancient great supernatural beings. Whether they were friends or foes, it would not be very satisfying.

But unfortunately...

As he spoke, he approached Yang Yu without leaving a trace, but he could faintly smell the smell of doom.

Yang Yuwei remained motionless, looking coldly at the two giants of the Nine Tribulations, and the two-edged sword in his palm let out a soft groan.

But the soldier master was faster than him, and his killing intent was rising:

"Cihang, do you want to get out of the Xuanhuang Realm on your own, or do you want me to take action?"

At this moment, Yang Yu keenly felt the fear of this military leader, and his heart couldn't help but move slightly.

He did have some understanding of this last warrior master.

This military leader did not fall into the calamity wave, but he violated the laws of heaven and was killed and suppressed by Sima Tianzun long before the great calamity came hundreds of millions of years ago.

But this crowned woman has improved to a higher level in the following tens of millions of years...

"Amitabha!"

The female crown is still smiling:

"Soldier Lord, you are still so strong. However, I have no grudge against you. I am not here to ruin your enlightenment ceremony. On the contrary, I am here to help you."

"oh?"

The soldier leader raised his eyebrows slightly, with a sneer:

"You and I didn't have much friendship when we were alive, but now you want to help me?

Tell me, what do you want?"

"Soldier, please be patient. I still have something to discuss with this fellow Taoist Yang..."

As she spoke, the crowned lady looked at Yang Prison:

"There are tens of millions of levels, but the difficulty is different. The road to becoming a saint is far smoother than that of Nichaoxinxinyuan. Although you have entered the Taoist realm, you have no plans to achieve enlightenment. I am afraid that there is no hope for Qiyuan.

…”

"No need to talk nonsense."

Yang Yu raised his hand to interrupt, his expression cold.

There are three thousand avenues, but not every one of them can lead directly to the avenue. Most of the ranks have reached the end at the eighth pole.

The Niluanxinyuan is naturally more than that, but there are only two ways to move towards the seven yuan.

To God, he is the Great Sage, and to Buddha, he is the Fighting Bodhisattva.

"What a pity, what a pity."

Seeing this, the female crown shook her head slightly, but said no more and turned to look at the soldier leader:

"The way of a military master lies in killing. If you want to become a Taoist, the ordinary world is not enough to carry it. Beyond the sky and the sea, there are only a few choices. Therefore, you chose Xuanhuang, right?"

"good."

The soldier leader responded calmly:

"Now that you know it, you shouldn't reach out again."

"If the poor monk doesn't come, do you think that you will be able to spark a war and prove your skills as a soldier again?"

The female crown didn't care about her indifference, she remained calm:

"If the poor monk's calculation is correct, the soldier master forcibly summoned the Heavenly Cauldron 80,000 years ago and released the Demon God's Blade, all for the sake of ceremony."

The soldier leader lowered his eyes:

"Of course!"

"Then, next, the military leader should just sit back and watch the 'Son of Xuanhuang' who upholds the great destiny sweep the world, kill his enemies, and become the master of Jin's great supernatural power..."

At this point, she glanced at the old man from the Book of Heaven, who saw that his eyes were looking at his nose, and his nose was looking at his heart.

"So what?"

The soldier leader glanced at Qin Shi, who was unable to look back, or maybe it was the magic blade on his waist:

"In the previous battle, I captured that divine sword, but it was exactly at this time that I needed to do so."

Still didn't hide anything.

Yang Yu frowned slightly.

With Fang Silong's memory of the next five hundred years, and knowing the ceremony of this soldier master, he felt a little enlightened at this moment.

The enlightenment ceremony of this soldier master probably lies in the Qin Dynasty...

"It's a pity that the soldier is destined to fail."

The woman's words were astonishing:

"The military leader uses demon-slaying as a ritual, but he doesn't know that he also uses you as a ritual!

If the poor monk’s prediction is correct, you will eventually fail, and the Demon God’s Blade will enter the Great Luotian, just like..."

She glanced at Yang Prison.

Yang Yu's face was expressionless, but there was something strange in his heart, because his second level was vaguely pointing towards the Demonic God Blade...

coincide?

With just a change of thought, Yang Yu was already wiped out. To this day, he really doesn't believe in coincidences.

Under the calculations of those ancient giants, any kind of coincidence may be inevitable...

So……

"Destined to fail..."

There was no rebuttal, no rage. Surrounded by evil spirits, the former last military leader frowned slightly, seemingly thoughtful.

It has been 180,000 years since he returned. Although he slept in the sea of ​​evil most of the time, he has some understanding of the Nine Tribulations, especially the hundreds of millions of years after his death.

In the ninth calamity of the Yuan Dynasty, which lasted for 840 million years, he fell at the hands of the Third Demon Lord of the Nine Calamities, but it was the third billion of the nine calamities...

Numerous major events occurred in the long years that followed, so that he was quite cautious at the moment.

He still remembered that his best friend was beheaded because of his carelessness...

"is her?"

The soldier commander pointed to the sky, his expression becoming solemn for the first time.

The female crown smiled and said nothing.

"Really her?!"

The soldier leader frowned, but he quickly reacted:

"If she wants to interfere with the Xuanhuang Change, why do you help me?"
To be continued...