one person is right

Chapter 733 The fate of the time is a big mistake, the abandoned sea

Immortal Bimu turned his gaze and landed on Dian Yunzi.

The entire Kunlun Mountains was surging, and a stream of smoke in the clear sky fell straight down, pointing at Dian Yunzi!
But at the next moment, a sword light shot out from between Dian Yunzi's hands!

In an instant, the sky and the earth paled, the smoke was cut from it, and the smoke disappeared!
"Dian Yunzi, don't be rude! Back off quickly!" Seeing this scene, Yuan Liuzi's face changed again, and then he used his profound art to forcefully break the pressure on his body. Flying out, it was only the size of a palm, but it swelled up in a blink of an eye, and flew to Dian Yunzi's head, and was about to trap him in it and send him out of Kunlun.

"Certainly!"

In the blink of an eye, the Bimu Immortal whispered a word.

The flying boat froze, Yuan Liuzi groaned, and fell to the ground, Dian Yunzi's expression also changed, the sword light on his body broke, and his momentum declined!

"Boy Zhang, the person who made the move is a real fairy descending to the mortal world. It is neither reincarnated, nor reincarnated, nor seized. It is also not the descending of thoughts and receiving flesh from the world. It is the descending of a real fairy body! At least it is also in the realm of the cave. , can evade the power of heaven and earth with the law of heaven and earth! With the level of recovery of the old man now, it is impossible to fight against him. In order not to be discovered by others, the old man has to sleep and hide, and you must be careful in the future!"

In Dian Yunzi's heart, the ancient will was conveyed earnestly. After passing on the recitation, he gathered the will and sank into the depths of his heart, completely silent!
Dian Yunzi was silent, but not flustered, the heavy pressure was on him, he still didn't break his body, he gritted his teeth and straightened his body, and said to the three descended true immortals: "Even though the ancestor's supernatural powers are world-class, the disciples must speak out, don't conflict with fellow Taoists Fuyao! then……"

"Enough!" Qi Xinzi suddenly said, and said to Dian Yunzi: "Junior brother, personal friendship is personal friendship, and the interests of the sect are the interests of the sect. The personal friendship with Fuyao should not disturb the general situation of the immortal sect and cause a catastrophe. With the coming, Buddhism and good fortune will rise, if the immortals cannot work together, the situation will be unpredictable! This has nothing to do with personal honor or disgrace, but the general trend!"

After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands to the three immortals and said, "I hope the patriarch will not blame Dian Yunzi Chaoyue. He has come to practice with all his heart and doesn't know much about the sect. In addition, that Fuyaozi has really learned a lot in recent decades. With a fierce reputation, he has never failed in the world, so it seems to be somewhat unique..."

"It doesn't matter." The immortal Bimu looked at Dian Yunzi, his eyes flickering, and then nodded, "I really have some skills, as expected of the reincarnation of an ancient person."

He glanced over the crowd, noticing that seniors like Yuanliuzi and elites like Qingxiangzi were holding back their words, so he shook his head and said in a calm tone: "Fuyaozi is out of the world and can display Taoyuan. The means, so coercive for a while, will frighten you, but he can gain a foothold in Taoyuan because his realm is only Taoyuan, but we..."

Boom!

There was a loud noise in the sky, and thunder light shuttled through the clouds.

He squeezed the sword formula with his hands, three flowers bloomed on his head, and five qi circulated in his chest.

"Heaven and earth have rules, and Taoyuan is the ultimate. Even when we come down to earth, the supernatural powers we display in the world are also limited to the level of the fifth realm. It refers to the law of heaven, so it is not bound by heaven and earth."

The brilliance pierced through the void, seven to seven 49 sword lights flew out from the Niwan Palace of the Bimu Immortal, and turned around!

Whoa whoa whoa!
All around, the space is broken, all directions, and the situation is changing!
The entire Kunlun Mountains trembled faintly!
The earth's veins trembled, the sky shook, and the Kunlun disciples who had practiced and lived in the secret realm for many years were all terrified.

"The power of a true immortal is as high as this, it is really hard to measure!"

The Bimu Immortal raised his hand and grasped falsely. In the depths of the Kunlun Secret Realm, under a mountain peak, a sleeping woman who was sealed off trembled all over, and a little bright red blood emerged from her forehead, coming through the air!

"Today, first break the fear in your heart, and then you need to come forward, use Kunlun as a guide, and unite the world's immortal sects!"

Buzz!
Jianguang swarmed up, penetrated the drop of blood one after another, and then broke through the space barrier, went straight into the void, followed a little connection, and galloped towards Chen Cuo!

Crash!
In the dark, the number of days and fortune fluctuated, and the ripples spread, spreading to all corners of the world!
In the Kongtong Mountain, there are also descended true immortals who came out of the secret pool.

This person was dressed in a green shirt and had a chic posture. When he met the Kongtong true biography, he was still smiling, but the words he spoke were similar to those of the three cold-faced true immortals in Kunlun. The sword points to Taihua.

"In terms of our Kongtong, we are actually cultivating the true tradition. In terms of the status among the eight sects of Xianmen, it may not be lower than Kunlun. , is not necessarily a bad thing. But some things cannot be avoided. In the face of a once-in-a-thousand-year slaughter, a divided fairy gate has no future..."

As the green-clothed immortal spoke, he suddenly sensed the ripples coming from him, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

On the side, the elders such as Zaixingzi and Jinwuzi of Kongtong, and the mainstays who have risen and become famous in the past few decades, such as Longxu, Lingya, Lingmei, etc., all have their hearts trembling and have a feeling.

"Patriarch, such ripples and fluctuations can actually seep into the secret realm, and the momentum is endless. Where is the divine power?" Jin Wuzi hesitated for a moment, but finally asked.

"The few people who descended to Kunlun are much more eager than me. As I said just now, Kunlun often takes the lead when encountering problems, so every time, they can get the most benefits." The green-clothed fairy While talking, he sighed, "The rise of Taihua has completely destroyed the order of the immortal gate originally controlled by Kunlun, making the huge immortal gate a mess. Naturally, someone needs to deal with this matter and reunite it. Xianmen."

"Why can't it be Taihua Mountain that reunites the Xianmen?"

A voice sounded suddenly, and immediately everyone looked at Lingya in astonishment, including Lingmei, who was like her sister, couldn't help but gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, but still couldn't stop it in time.

"Don't blame the patriarch! Lingya, she..."

As soon as Zhai Xingzi opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the green-clothed fairy waving his hand.

"It's not impossible, it's just too difficult. Taihua Mountain may have the ambition and ability to conquer the world, but unfortunately, it doesn't have the background to support such thoughts." He smiled slightly, "The so-called No.1 in the world is still limited after all. In the world, you are also limited by the realm, and cannot see the wider starry sky..."

He turned slightly and looked into the distance, with 49 sword lights reflected in his eyes.

"The means of a true immortal are beyond your imagination!"

"Ok?"

Outside the palace, Chen Cuo looked at Li Shimin who had woken up again, and was thinking about who shot the supreme being who almost died this time.

suddenly!

He felt something in his heart, and with a sway of his body, it turned into five-colored brilliance and soared into the sky!

Puff puff puff!
Immediately afterwards, the surrounding space shattered, and 49 sword lights pierced the void, followed closely behind!

"Finally someone couldn't help but make a move? With this, it's time for the curtain to rise."

With a turn of his mind, Chen Cuo waved his hand and sprinkled five-color divine light, trying to brush away the sword light, but the sword light was stained with divine light and turned into an illusion, followed by escaping into the void again!

sizzle...

Chen Cuo's hands and feet suddenly froze for a while, and then black lines appeared all over his body, which contained his past experiences and rumors, and many whispers continued to seep out of them.

"Oh? Really amazing means, directly touched the thread of my fate!"

He didn't rush, pinched his fingers and calculated, and he already had a clue.

"15 years ago, after I defeated the Sovereign Lord, I have also refined the essence of his supernatural powers over the years, but I have never used them. The reason is that his supernatural powers are widely involved. It can be called a model of zero-sum game. Destroy other people's legends, stories, and foundations to distort and shape stories and false histories that are beneficial to themselves. Although I intend to prepare some story backgrounds and character settings for the group of people who have learned from the scriptures, I have been delayed. Unexpectedly, I can't bear to use it, but someone wants to use it on me, it's kind, it's a consumable delivered to my door!"

Thinking about it, Chen Cuo stretched out his hand and pulled a few black threads off his body. He opened his eyes vertically between his foreheads, and a ray of Dawson Luo's brilliance turned into crystals and appeared in front of him, entangled with the black threads.

Afterwards, Chen Cuo nodded his forehead again, and the Italian horse galloped out, entering a crystal!
Suddenly, inside the crystal, some strange scenes gradually emerged——

It was the shadow of four people walking forward on the broad road.

Chen Cuo immediately squeezed the seal, black threads on his body rolled up, seventeen stars twinkled behind him, and the phantom of the long river of history whizzed towards him, splitting into a slender tributary, passing around him, carrying the memory of the past history Silhouette, submerge many crystals!
"Gather!"

Chen Cuo raised his hand and squeezed it!
The phantoms of the tributaries of the Changhe River, the silhouettes of history, the crystallization of the forest, and the black line of time and life mixed together, turning into a mess, and then Chen Cuo flicked his fingers, and a little blood flew out and fell into it.

In an instant, Chen Cuo's figure emerged from the mess, exuding his aura, gradually solidified, like a real person!
next moment.

Whoosh whoosh!
Rifts of sword light converged from all directions, piercing all of them!
"Caught it!" Chen Cuo smiled slightly, and the seal on his hand changed, "I don't know if there is a Han, no matter Wei and Jin! The inside and outside are absolutely different!"

In an instant, the mess suddenly swelled, and in the blink of an eye, all those sword lights were included and blocked!

"Ok?"

In the Kunlun Mountains, the Bimu Immortal's expression changed dramatically, he let out a muffled snort, and then his forehead showed blue veins.

"I don't know how to live or die! Playing with fate in front of us, that's playing tricks!"

As soon as the words fell, a ray of light jumped out from the top of his head and escaped into the void!
The sword light in the mess suddenly shot out, trying to chop it up completely!

Chen Cuo raised his hand to wipe away!

The black and white divine lights converged, reversing the present moment, suppressing all kinds of sword lights!

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and the outline of the green-eyed fairy was outlined between the intertwined sword lights. His face was stern, and his shape matched the sword!

"break!"

49 swords merged into one, pointing at Chen Cuo!
"The primordial spirit is out of the body? What a rare supernatural power!"

Chen Cuo said with a smile, keeping his hand on, and when he grabbed it with his right hand, gray mist gushed out, covering all directions!

The sword light was eroded by the gray mist, and immediately swayed and drowsy, and the primordial spirit in it was even more in a trance. When he woke up suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late!

Chen Cuo grabbed it with his right hand, and the gray mist condensed, manifesting mountain after mountain, and then continued to compress, turning into the size of a palm, all of them fell towards the sword light!

when!when!when!
With one sound, like a sledgehammer forging iron, the sword light was smashed into pieces, and then divided into 49 pieces again. The soul inside screamed and popped out suddenly, almost to be broken.

Chen Cuo grabbed the broken soul with his left hand, but suddenly thunder exploded in his ears, he raised his eyebrows, and paused slightly to let the soul escape.

"Pity."

Seeing this scene, he didn't regret it either, and with a wave of his hand, 49 sword lights were surrounded by gray air.

"However, do you think that by escaping the primordial spirit, you can escape with your life?"

Chen Cuo's thoughts changed, the gray mist invaded the sword light, and in a blink of an eye, it dispelled the remaining thoughts of the primordial spirit, mastered the dominance, 49 sword lights turned into 49 embroidery needles, flying up and down on the chaotic mess, like embroidery, With the effort of breathing, many of the historical silhouettes were pierced out of the blank space, and a few black lines were interspersed among them to form a series of figures.

In a daze, a Taoist priest in brocade clothes, a thin man, a fat man with big ears, an honest Toutuo, and a very handsome white horse became more and more clear!

Whoa!
The five silhouettes sank into the long river of history in a blink of an eye, sinking deeper and deeper, so in the past history, five strange nodes emerged from nothing, from virtual to real, and slowly began to grow in some people's hearts.

"what?"

In the Chang'an Pavilion, in the depths of the Hongwen Pavilion where rows of books are displayed, the black and white elders who were sleeping in the shadows suddenly woke up, and then they looked at each other with solemn expressions.

"Someone is tampering with the past!"

"Who used supernatural powers? Really bold! Such an act has heavy karma, and every change must go deep into the river. Once the silt in the river is stirred up and the remnants of history manifest, the evil power will be fed back to the person who used the supernatural powers! Even the solipsist who was hidden in the depths of the long river back then was just rubbing silhouettes and spreading rumors..."

"It hurts me too!"

The Kunlun secret realm, the patriarch's high platform.

The Bimu Immortal let out a scream, three flowers on his head shattered, five qi in his chest were chaotic, his whole body trembled violently, and his mouth sprayed a rainbow of blood. All the Kunlun disciples were horrified, and the red-haired and masked immortals were indifferent!
"Zhu Zi dare you! If that's the case, then I will take your Yuan Ling's true soul and forge it with real fire!"

Amidst the roar, the Bimu Immortal turned around, sat cross-legged in the air, and pinched the seal formula with his hands!

In an instant, sand and rocks flew in all directions!
Behind him, a scene of high mountains, flowing water, singing birds and fragrant flowers gradually appeared. Like a mirage, it expanded rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, it occupied a small half of the Kunlun Secret Realm!
January [-]st looms in it!
Immediately afterwards, the fringes of these many scenes flowed, as if they were about to spread into the void!

"Cave!"

Seeing this scene, Yuan Liuzi and others were shocked, but before they thought about it, they saw that the high mountain scene collapsed, the dense jungle dried up, and the entire mirage began to shrink rapidly!
"Ah this..."

Click!Click!Click!

Amid the sound of breaking, thirteen sword lights shattered!The aura of the Bimu Immortal contained in it also disintegrated!
Three of the five figures suddenly blurred, and cracks appeared on the surface!

"Can't bear it anymore? Although the person who uses supernatural powers is superb, he also has limits. It's a pity. If the soul escapes later, he will be more confident."

Chen Cuo saw the cracks appearing on the figures of the brocade-clothed Taoist, the fat man, and the burden-carrying Tutuo, so he squinted his eyes and looked carefully.

"That's all for my grandson. He is involved in a lot. Today, he was exposed to the eyes of people outside the world and attracted their attention. Fate is involved. It is complicated, but since we want to shape the legend, naturally the more people know about it. The better, the higher the level of involvement, the better! However, the other two have their origins, which I did not expect. In this way, besides being enlightened by the Temple Dragon King, do they have other backgrounds? Worth it Get to the bottom of it! It’s just that it consumes too much, and even the heart ape and the dragon horse are not enough..."

While thinking about it, he suddenly showed joy.

"Just in time!"

Immediately raised his hand and pulled it, the gray mist penetrated the void, pulling an illusory scene of high mountains and flowing water, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and then poured all of it into the remaining sword light!
In an instant, the directions of many sword lights turned, focusing on carving the thin man and the handsome white horse!
As the sword light shuttled, the two figures kept sinking in the river...

After a few breaths, the remaining sword light completely dissipated, and in the body of the thin man, as countless phantoms of mountains merged, a fruit became more and more clear, and finally took shape completely. When the Han Dynasty was boiling, when China was prosperous, a legend was told !
On the other side, with the continuous carving of the last twelve sword lights, dragon scales formed on the white horse's body, and the white horse jumped up and turned into a dragon!Immediately afterwards, Chen Cuo poked his hands into the void, across time and space, and grabbed each of them!
Rolling waves, boundless East China Sea, a dragon shadow is caught and picked;

In the bustling Huaihe land, in Shouchun City, a figure was swept up by the strong wind!

In an instant, the two gathered together across time and space, fully integrated into the dragon horse.

"go with!"

In an instant, the long river roared like the sea, a stone monkey turned the clouds and rain, and a white horse galloped past. The last bit of sword light was shaken off between the two wandering, stirring up waves, leaving many traces, and gradually derived legends!
However, Jian Guang, who participated, fell into the bottom of the river, splashing a piece of mud.

In an instant, the transparent and bright sword light was swallowed by the mud, and it was pitch black in an instant!
In the Kunlun Secret Realm, the mirage that seemed real and illusory trembled suddenly, making a sound of cracking silk, the edges were broken inch by inch, and quickly retracted into the body of the Bimu Immortal.

The immortal stood up staggeringly, and then screamed again. The sound was shocking in all directions, piercing his brain and heart, and spread throughout the secret realm in an instant, causing many mortals living on the land of the secret realm to lie down on the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices!

Even many Kunlun disciples with relatively shallow cultivation bases were affected, their Dao heart collapsed, and their aura collapsed!
And as the chief culprit, Immortal Bimu, after he yelled, strands of black mud flowed out from the acupuncture points all over his body, followed by streaks of black smoke seeping out of his body!

The smoke locks the body of the fairy, and the black mud stains the aura!
The past history experienced by this body is looming in the void, gradually twisting, changing, and dissipating...

"Evil power strikes back! Distort the past! Fuyaozi, you plot against me!"

With a scream, he fell headlong from the high platform.

　This is five thousand words!
　　Alas, if it weren't for the restriction of the outline, I could cut half of it and save it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)