magic door player

Chapter 601 Tongtian Lingbao

Xuanming Spiritual Realm, above the sky, somewhere deep in the cracks of space.

The gray-white spatial turbulence rolled turbulently, making a loud rumbling sound like the waves crashing on the shore, and also emitted a huge devouring force, devouring everything nearby.

In the distance, space storm tornadoes with a thickness of a hundred miles were rampant, causing the space cracks to shake.

Amidst these storms, a towering floating fairy mountain exudes hazy brilliance, blocking the erosion of the storm and floating around with the turbulent flow of space.

This fairy mountain is where Emperor Xuanming practiced training during his lifetime, and is now the Emperor's Tomb Fairy Mountain.

But on weekdays, almost no one can find it here.

In the midst of the space storm that filled the sky, a long flag suddenly jumped out of the void, then clattered and trembled, and appeared on the Immortal Mountain of the Emperor's Tomb.

Under the flags of the two realms, Pang Yue appeared leisurely.

He stood on the top of the mountain, counted with his fingers for a moment, and then activated the flags of the two realms.

The long banner wrapped his figure, penetrated the void again, and disappeared.

next moment.

The banners of the two realms appeared in a dark and boundless outer void!

Looking from a distance, one can faintly see a bright star river hovering in the depths of darkness.

A vast, deep, and overbearing sense of oppression filled the air.

There is a continent floating in the center of the galaxy, with mountains like dragons. There is a temple above the continent, and a bronze coffin is parked in the temple.

Immortal burial coffin!

Pang Yue's figure flashed and turned into a sword light, flying into the galaxy.

In the blink of an eye, he stepped into the temple and came to the immortal coffin.

"Great Emperor, let me lend you this precious land."

He bowed towards the Immortal Burial Coffin and said in a deep voice.

Above the bronze coffin, a curl of green smoke was seen rising, turning into a tall and majestic vague figure.

Although Pang Yue couldn't see the face of this figure clearly, he could still feel the majesty and domineering look on his body, as if he were an emperor who controlled hundreds of millions of creatures.

He thought to himself: "The Emperor Xuanming is already so majestic, but I wonder how elegant the Immortal Emperor is?"

The remnant soul of Emperor Xuanming looked at Pang Yue, nodded and said, "I didn't expect that you would dominate the spiritual realm so quickly and reach this point."

Pang Yue said: "I am where I am today, thanks to the guidance of the Great Emperor."

Emperor Xuanming shook his head and asked, "Do you want to break through here?"

Pang Yue nodded: "Exactly. I also ask the emperor to lend a helping hand to this junior when necessary."

Emperor Xuanming pondered for a moment and said, "I will activate the Immortal Burial Coffin to help you accomplish your task."

Pang Yue said sincerely: "Thank you so much, Emperor!"

Emperor Xuanming waved his hand and said no more.

Pang Yue then sat cross-legged in the void and offered up the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

Then, he took out hundreds of precious materials with sparkling auras, sorted them into categories, and arranged them in the center of the hall.

"rise!"

Finally, a red pill furnace appeared.

This furnace is neither gold nor iron, nor jade nor stone. It is shrouded in layers of smoke and clouds outside, as if it has infinite space.

The fire at the mouth of the furnace was boiling, and the flames soared a hundred feet, like the scorching sun.

It is the Great Sun Divine Furnace and the Great Sun True Fire!

Pang Yue calmly put the treasure materials into the Great Sun Divine Furnace, refined them one by one, and then refined them into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

Emperor Xuanming watched him refining the weapon with great interest, with surprise flashing across his face from time to time.

He himself is also an expert in refining weapons, and the Immortal Burial Coffin, a heavenly spiritual treasure, is the result of his lifelong efforts.

Now watching Pang Yue refining weapons, I am quite impressed by the skills displayed by this Tianluo realm monk.

"As expected of the Miluo Taoist lineage..."

He nodded secretly.

After Pang Yue refined all the treasure materials into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda, he hesitated for a moment, and then took out a clear and shining fruit from the storage bag!

After Emperor Xuanming saw this fruit, his eyes suddenly twitched and his brows furrowed slightly.

The moment he saw this fruit, a thought naturally emerged in his mind, as if what Pang Yue was holding was not a fruit, but a world sky.

"The fruit of heaven...Suwen Fairy Princess."

He muttered to himself, as if recalling something.

At this moment, Pang Yue seemed to have figured something out. He smiled casually and threw the Fruit of Heavenly Dao into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

The pagoda suddenly glowed brightly, and eighty-one restrictions composed of runes and patterns appeared one after another, and then suddenly collapsed and merged into one!

On the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda, bursts of vast and surging energy surrounded it with excitement, emitting a Taoist rhyme similar to the coffin of an immortal.

Even more complex and powerful than the Taoist rhyme on the Immortal Burial Coffin!

Pang Yue concentrated all his attention, kneading the formulas with both hands, and using his magic power, he drove the magic formulas one after another into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda, and used all his strength to refine the eighty-one prohibitions into one, turning them into the Pure Yang Divine Forbidden City.

He has no shortage of experience in refining the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. He was the one who completed the last few steps of the Ancient Ship of All Realms.

Now, the treasure materials required for Jiutian Milota to be promoted to Tongtian Spiritual Treasure are enough to carry the power of Chunyang Divine Forbidden.

And the introduction to the refinement of eighty-one prohibitions into one - the fruit of heaven, has shortened this step by countless years, and it really has the power to seize creation.

At the moment, Pang Yue still needs to concentrate and make no mistakes in order to take the last few steps.

at the same time.

In the shadow behind Pang Yue, dark figures appeared one after another, and they were all his magic talisman clones.

These magic talisman clones waved their hands and set up a great formation of heavenly demons to seize the Dao in the temple. In the center was Pang Yue himself.

The Demon of the Underworld held a pot of blood-leaf magic grass and stood at the edge of the formation, looking at him quietly. Emperor Xuanming stood with his hands behind his back, and the energy in the immortal burial coffin suddenly disappeared, as if it had turned into an ordinary coffin.

He watched Pang Yue closely, waiting for the coming change.

Pang Yue was immersed in the joy of refining the weapon. Jiutian Miluo Pagoda was a qualitative leap from the ninth-level magic weapon to the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.

The eighty-one restrictions gradually merged into one, and produced a mysterious reaction with the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda, becoming one body, like a weapon carrying the Tao, possessing a trace of magic.

A little spiritual light suddenly appeared in the tower!

An ancient consciousness awakens at this moment.

Pang Yue looked at the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda and felt as if a pair of eyes in the tower suddenly opened and looked at him.

The Chunyang Divine Forbidden City is like a key, opening a certain door.

Behind the door, a certain being walked out calmly.

Pang Yue was shocked, feeling that all his flesh, blood, soul, and mana were immobilized.

The next moment, his soul flew out of his body involuntarily and fell into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

"finally come……"

Emperor Xuanming sighed softly, and the Immortal Burial Coffin shook slightly, sending out a stream of light that suddenly hit the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

I saw this majestic pagoda trembling slowly, then rapidly shrinking, turning into the size of a grain of rice, and suddenly penetrated into the center of Pang Yue's eyebrows!

On the edge of the Dao Demon Seizing Formation, Huangquan Demon reached out and pushed, and the blood-leaf magic grass fell into the formation.

He made a secret with both hands and activated the formation.

The formation burst out with dazzling light, filled with magic mist, and the blood-leaf magic grass suddenly turned into a ball of scarlet blood mist in the formation and dispersed.

The dark magic mist and blood mist infiltrated each other, poured out of the temple, and submerged into the void outside the domain.

In the dark, an ancient and powerful demonic intention came from afar.

The Demonic Dao Seizing Formation roared, and a strange light penetrated the void and fell into the center of the formation.

In the strange light, there is a talisman full of ancient and primitive energy!

On this talisman, there seemed to be hundreds of millions of small runes wandering and circling, but they still looked like one complete rune.

Emperor Xuanming could see clearly and recognized the origin of this talisman at a glance!

——Chaos Demon.

The third among the three thousand demons, the ancestor of all talismans and the source of chaos!

He once encountered this talisman in the void outside the territory, and finally fled in confusion.

now.

Thirty-two demonic talisman clones took action simultaneously, and all kinds of magic light flew and landed on this talisman.

The Chaos Demon turned around and flew lightly into the center of Pang Yue's eyebrows before disappearing.

……

Pang Yue was in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The ancient magic talisman confronts a golden light pagoda, and the magic light and mysterious light erupt into a mysterious collision, competing for every inch of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Pang Yue's soul was enveloped by a sword intent, and he wandered in it, which was quite inscrutable.

A will of the Tribulation Immortal Realm quietly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, controlled the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda, and fought with the Chaos Demon, gradually gaining the upper hand.

And the Chaos Heavenly Demon was not to be outdone. As the magic light circulated, billions of demonic thoughts poured into Pang Yue's sea of ​​consciousness, turning into a stream of chaotic demonic intent. It neutralized all the magical powers of Jiutian Milota and counterattacked.

Pang Yue watched the fire from across the bank, relying on the supreme swordsmanship he had practiced since he was a Taoist, and he swam between them with great skill, calmly avoiding the fight between the two.

No matter whether it was the Tribulation Immortal who was based on the inheritance of Miluo Daozu or the Chaos Demon, they no longer cared about dealing with Pang Yue.

The ancient and mysterious Tribulation Immortal wants to occupy the dove's nest, but the Chaos Demon instinctively wants to dye this body.

Pang Yue looked at Jiutian Milota, his eyes full of coldness.

"If you want to use me as a guide to wake up and come back, then you have to drive away the Chaos Demon first!"

The two fight against each other for a long time.

Jiutian Milota is like an experienced hunter, not impatient and impatient, slowly hunting and weakening the Chaos Demon bit by bit.

But the Chaos Demon is full of reckless and domineering demonic nature, running rampant and pushing with all his will!

The two were ebbing and flowing, and Jiutian Milota gradually gained the upper hand. The Chaos Demon was overwhelmed, and its demonic power plummeted.

Pang Yue had to take action.

I saw an ancient bronze ship sailing into the sea of ​​consciousness and crashing into the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda.

In an instant, the golden light on the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda shook and there were dense cracks.

"Fuli Daozu?"

A wave of spiritual thought was transmitted, showing extreme surprise.

When the Jiutian Miluo Pagoda first became a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, there was only one Pure Yang Divine Forbidden City, while the Ancient Ship of All Realms was close to the two Pure Yang Divine Forbidden Zones. Over the years, Fairy Su Wen gathered the resources of the Scarlet Sky Realm to repair it. Now, After being prompted by Pang Yue to seize many fruits of heaven, he became even more unfathomable.

The Ancient Ship of the Ten Thousand Realms is suspected to come from another Taoist ancestor, and is a treasure that can make even the Immortal Court fearful. How can it be Yi Yi? !

This treasure is Pang Yue's trump card.

Outside the sea of ​​consciousness, in the temple.

Huang Quan's clone turned to look at Emperor Xuanming and said solemnly: "Please help me, please."

Emperor Xuanming nodded slightly and said, "You can take this immortal burial coffin."

sound off.

The immortal burial coffin turned into a stream of light and flew into Pang Yue's eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)