"Yang Yu? Can you actually find me? Humph..."

In the sea of ​​blood, blood-colored lotus could be seen faintly. On it, Yang Ni, wearing a blood robe, sat cross-legged, as if communicating with the divine front that appeared in the endless darkness, and suddenly raised his head like he felt something.

"What evil thoughts do you have? You shouldn't keep the precepts, keep a ghost..."

Yang Ni frowned and let the invisible qi enter his body. Similar things have happened countless times in the past.

Although he didn't like it, he was not repulsive.

For what he has done, the resentment and ferocity that comes from his own is far more useful than any treasure of heaven and earth.

"Wait, what's this..."

But not long after, a roar was passed on, and it exploded in Yang Yu's heart:

“I u0026&&&&…*u0026&&&%!!”

“…”

The time and space are too far apart, and Yang Yu didn't hear what Yang Ni was saying clearly, but he didn't care much.

My mind turned slightly and fell on the word "mantra".

[Mantra: One (from Taiyi fundamental mantra, it is combined with Taiyi, or has incredible power)]

[Inner Demon: Yang Ni (the Eight Masters of the Demonic Extreme Dao, Abidao), Martial Arts Saint, Blood Sea Demon Spirit, Blood Prison and the Seven Great Hates...]

[Current location: turbulent flow in time and space, unknown places…]

[Communicate with Yuan Tu, wanting to be a master of seven yuan of demonic path ‘Yuan Tu Abidao’]

【Does the body be forcibly disintegrate?】

[Note: If the inner demon is immortal, it will be dispersed and will return to itself. If it is dispersed, it will suffer backlash and... the hatred]

"Yuantu Abidao...the Yuantu Dao Fruit is probably contained in a complete seven-yuan level map, even..."

Thinking of his chaotic mind, who had no way forward, Yang Yu shook his head in his heart, and had already let go of his distracting thoughts and looked at the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals.

The original bright yellow picture of Ten Thousand Immortals has turned gray and black at this moment, and the various tribulation auras in it have even ripped up a strange aura that he had never sensed before...

"This is?"

With a strong mind and absolute thought, Yang Yu frowned in his heart, and under the twelve levels of the secluded, what he saw was a twist.

On the contrary, the inner wall of the gluttony cauldron was filled with various words according to his thoughts.

【Demon of the Tribulation (Xiao)】

[……At the end of the Nine Tribulations, stars fell, gods and Buddhas fell... The Lord of the Three Immortal Island died in response to the Tribulation...]

【…… His body dies, his spirit is destroyed, his spiritual wisdom is dispersed, and his will is not destroyed for a hundred kalpas, and he is attached to the top immortal treasure "Huanyuan Jintai"... He is invaded by the demon of the catastrophe and turns into a demon of the catastrophe...】

...

【Refinable…】

The words on the tripod wall are twisted and changeable. They are not only very incomplete, but also disappear completely after a flash.

"The Lord of the Three Immortal Island turned into a demon of sacrificial tragedy?"

Austr Yang's heart was slightly shocked.

In the nine ancient tribulations, the strongest ones were like clouds, and the most powerful ones opened up thirty-six days, and there were still seventy-two blessed lands below.

Among the many blessed lands, the Three Immortal Island can also be placed upstream, which is a powerful force that can travel to the sea of ​​chaos and travel between the worlds.

The three island masters are all supreme powerhouses, and they are all said to be enlightened...

"The demon of the catastrophe is almost like the Tao... This kind of demon of the catastrophe is turned into..."

Yu Yang was a little scared and a little surprised.

Among the thousands of immortal mountains in Longquan, the only three immortal islands have not been suppressed on the prefecture land, but it turns out that this is the reason...

"call!"

On the Three Immortal Island, Yang Yu slowly opened his eyes. Wherever he saw, most of the originally strong disaster energy had dissipated, and the entire island seemed to have experienced countless years in an instant, and the mountains, rivers and buildings on it were all weathered.

Under his gaze, it turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind in the void.

However, even the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals cannot absorb all the disaster energy on this island.

This fairy island seems to have been imprinted in the void of heaven and earth, and the calamity, as is the same, it is almost impossible to completely remove it.

"Demon of Calamity..."

As he watched this scene calmly, Yang Yu's heart seemed to be filled with turmoil, and he seemed to be very calm.

After a long time, he opened the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals again and allowed the incarnations to absorb the catastrophe energy from the mountains.

It was not until several months later that he turned around and left, and without restraining all the incarnations, he returned to the capital of God.

The thousands of mountains above Chixin Shenzhou have calmed down. Now, it is time to go...

"It's time to sacrifice to heaven!"

...

...

"Brother Qian and I have a deep friendship. I should have helped you, but the world is turbulent and the calamity is deep. It is not easy for me to practice. It is really..."

"Master, Master said that he is not here, please come back!"

"Fellow Daoist Qian will not send him off..."

"The Lord of Dafeng seems to have been in contact with Thousand Buddha Heaven, Ten Thousand Dragons Nest, and Ten Thousand Dharma Tower. Now he is pacifying all kinds of immortal mountains above Xuantian Dazhou. After that, I'm afraid he will..."

"Brother Qian, take care of yourself!"

...

Under the setting sun, Qian Cang slowly walked on the official road, traveling and traveling in many merchant convoys, but he felt an inexplicable bleakness.

After more than a year of work, he invited many practitioners, but he thought that the few people who had the deepest friendship were all politely declined and even left behind.

"Da Zhou..."

Looking at the dragon of luck that seemed to be gradually quiet above the capital of Shen, Qian Cang sighed in his heart. Just as he was about to enter the city, he suddenly felt a heat in his heart.

"Um?!"

Qian Cang's heart moved and took out the scroll given by Qingpingshanren. As soon as he shook open, all kinds of light and shadow mixed with sounds gushed out:
Chapter completed!