Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 376 Qinglian Moves, Half Saint Falls

The great cauldron stood horizontally, with the potential to suppress the past, present, and future. Thousands of black dragons roared together, lingering around Su Yu, emitting a dazzling black light.

After Lord Yaoguang voluntarily erased his primordial spirit imprint, Su Yu was able to activate this imperial weapon by relying on the Primordial Saint Power he cultivated.

But this is only temporary, if the self-appointed foundation of the Holy Land of Light Waves emerges, the Dragon Mark Black Gold Cauldron will still return to their hands, and Su Yu will not be able to compete with them at all.

After all, this imperial weapon was branded by more than 30 sages of the Holy Land of Wavelight. Even if Su Yu belonged to the ruthless lineage, the gods of the Emperor Armor were still closer to monks of the Wavelight.

Thinking of this, Su Yu waved his sleeve robe, sacrificed the bronze emperor's coffin, and put the emperor's tripod into it.

Only the imperial weapon can suppress another imperial weapon in a short time, and apart from the chaotic green lotus, only this divine object in his hand can seal the dragon pattern black gold cauldron.

As for the void mirror, it is another situation. The ancient mirror was wounded by the fairy sword, and now the law of the extreme way does not appear, just like an ordinary thing.

However, Su Yu was still worried, and placed it in the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron.

In this way, even if the Void Mirror recovers, it is necessary to break open the Emperor Cauldron first, and then face the Emperor Coffin
Su Yu took back the bronze emperor's coffin, then looked at Li Ming, and said indifferently: "Let's go, set things right, it's today!"

Li Ming nodded slightly, then opened the way with Li Daoqing, and the three of them flew to the depths of the Yaoguang Holy Land.

Immortal mist shrouded the sky, and the rosy clouds were transparent. Seeing the Great Elder walking with the Lord Yaoguang, the monks along the way bowed their heads to salute.

On a fairy mountain, the Holy Maiden of Lightning is wearing a white dress. Her skin is white, her face is beautiful, her hair is like clouds, her fingers are nimble.

Suddenly, a divine rainbow flashed across the sky, her beautiful eyes moved, and she felt the aura of her master, so she looked up.

Just this look, she will never forget it for the rest of her life.

From the perspective of her fairy eyes, in the rainbow light, there is a person who is like a blazing sun, blooming with infinite light. He is the most monk she has ever seen. comparable to
"The supreme existence beyond the Holy Lord, this is definitely a Dao Slayer King, what happened in the Holy Land, unexpectedly revealed the truth." Wei Wei'e frowned slightly, feeling something abnormal, but couldn't say it out.

Since she joined the Holy Land of Waving Light, many things have revealed strangeness. In the past, Yao Xi fell to the altar, and no one would have thought that she would be the successor to the position of saint.

After all, her cultivation was not as good as the Taoist Palace at that time, and it was the Great Elder who took a fancy to her and gave her a fetish, allowing her to make a rapid progress and climb to the four poles.
The antecedents and consequences of this incident were very special, which made her a little panicked, always feeling that the other party had plots against her, but there was nothing she could do.

In the eyes of a supreme lord, she is no different from an ant, she can only go with the flow and try to suit the other party's preferences.

But later Li Ming treated her very well and did not do anything unusual, which made her feel at ease
The last time she was taken out by Li Ming to search for someone, she got a divine source after the matter was completed, and Li Ming also promised that when the time was right, she would arrange a fairy fate for her.

At that time, she jokingly asked what kind of fairy fate it was, and the other party replied with "nine secrets", "ancient scriptures" and "extreme fairy materials", which made her look forward to it.
Just when Weiwei was restless, a handsome young man climbed up to the fairy mountain. He looked calm and indifferent even when facing the saint, and said, "Holy lady, by order of the master, you are ordered to stay in the Hall of Qiming tonight." waiting."

"I see."

Weiwei nodded, her expression was gentle, she was still thinking about the Dao Slayer cultivator who passed by just now.
The sun was high, and the three of them arrived at the foot of a sacred mountain. This was a retreat place for a semi-holy, with extremely strong aura.

The majestic Chaos Waterfall falls down from the nine heavens and falls into the lake, stirring up white mist and making the whole area hazy. On the cliffs, lavender Ganoderma lucidum and turquoise fairy grass sway, exuding a rich aroma .

A series of pale golden dragons coiled and circled on the mountain, and fairy spirits appeared everywhere, which was extremely magnificent.

After arriving here, Su Yu first transformed into the appearance of the Holy Son of Light, and stood behind Li Daoqing, and then Li Ming took out the token and opened the sacred mountain.

The warm white stone sank into the mountain, and with a soft bang, two quaint bronze gates opened, and the three of them went straight in.

The hall was extremely dark, with extinguished palace lanterns on both sides, which looked a little weird.

There is a faint light on the palace wall, which records the murals of gods and demons fighting and common people painting. It is the scene of the battle of killing demons tens of thousands of years ago.

In one of the murals, a heroic man moved the ancient picture above his head, and absorbed countless opponents into it. After a slight shock, the ancient scroll stretched, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Su Yu recognized the picture of Jiuli. With a relaxed expression, he looked at the murals carefully and browsed all the way.

None of the three made a sound, and the hall was silent, only the misty life energy was escaping, simple and vicissitudes.

The palace as a whole is made of the essence of bronze. It is a perfect king's weapon, and it is contaminated with a touch of the holy way.

At the end, Li Ming took out the Baishi token again, awakening the existence in the deepest part of the hall.

In the boundless darkness, two bolts of lightning shot out from a pair of scarlet pupils, and Li Xiu woke up from the retreat with an unwavering expression.

He is one of the only two living kings remaining in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, his cultivation is as high as the sky, and he is only one step away from entering the realm of ancient sages.

However, the end of the dharma is still there, and this step is really as difficult as climbing the sky. He has retreated for hundreds of years and still has not completed his work.

"Didn't I tell you that I am retreating, and no one is allowed to come here?"

The indifferent voice of the Dao spread throughout the entire palace, and the sound waves were rolling, carrying a coercion of cutting the third heaven, which was extremely captivating.

At the same time, the quaint murals in the hall also shone with light, and streaks of lines began to flow slowly, overflowing with murderous aura, enough to make the peerless Holy Master drink hatred.

Faced with this situation, Li Ming looked terrified and bent his knees.Kneeling down on the spot, he burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "Old Ancestor, the Emperor's soldiers are gone."

The hall suddenly fell into a dead silence, and then a monstrous rush of blood rushed out, and the 81 palace lanterns "swiped" to light up, and the whole bronze palace was lit up.

In the misty mist, an old man walked out of the void. He had sharp eyes, red eyes and blood-haired hair. The black clothes were intertwined with complicated patterns, like a demon god.

"what happened?"

Li Xiu's expression was grim. Seeing the arrival of the Holy Lord and the Son of the Light, he was convinced of the other party's words in his heart.

The "Son of Shaking Light" on the side lowered his head, walked forward, and said guiltily, "Old Ancestor, this is how it happened."

Looking at the direct descendant in front of him, the blood-haired old man felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find out where it was.

Suddenly, the most terrifying rays of light erupted all over the body of the "Holy Son of Light", like countless suns crowded together, then exploded, and finally turned into thousands of the brightest beams, like a shocking rainbow, rushing towards The old man in black robe.

In an instant, a lingering extreme qi suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, and the whole sacred mountain trembled. The bronze palace seemed to surrender. become blurred and invisible.

Li Xiu, who was facing the extreme immortal power, was even more horrified, and launched his own counterattack in an instant, a pair of blood-colored eyes shot out beams of light like sharp swords, and thousands of Dao-slashing chains flew out, with strands of The laws of the holy way are gathered in one place and condensed into a divine seal.

This is the holy formula of all transformations, with the mighty power to turn decay into magic!

"Boom!"

A verdant green lotus outlines the shape, swaying in the infinite light, turning into the most magnificent and terrifying scene at this time.

Su Yu's expression was indifferent. He waved the chaotic green lotus in his hand, obliterating the divine seal in an instant, and then swept towards Li Xiu, ready to send this "Old Ancestor" to transform.

"Monster!"

The black-robed old man glanced at Su Yu unwillingly, and then the primordial spirit was suppressed and killed by the emperor's qi, leaving only a dead body.

Su Yu took back Qinglian Emperor's soldiers, put the half-sage into his sleeves, and then regained his respectful expression, and stood by Li Ming's side.

Although the supernatural power flashed by, it still alarmed many monks here.

All the divine peaks were blooming with brilliance, and these elders of the Shaking Light Holy Land stretched out the power of their divine sense, wanting to see what happened.

The bronze gate was opened again, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Holy Master Yaoguang, the Great Elder, and the Holy Son walked out of the sacred mountain, their complexions were a little pale.

Seeing many monks watching, Li Daoqing and Li Ming snorted coldly. They didn't explain, and without saying a word, they flew to another holy mountain with the "Holy Son".

"What's going on here? The ancestor will be angry?"

"Who knows, the Holy Master and the Great Elder have been fighting openly and secretly these few days, but I didn't expect to meet here today."

On the sky, the power of the soul of several monks from Xiantai gathered together, and there was a lot of discussion about it. They avoided talking about the indifferent imperial spirit, but were very interested in Li Daoqing and Li Ming.

Seeing that everyone is avoiding the most important things, the half-step power of the three Holy Masters is a little puzzled, and one of the middle-aged monks said suspiciously: "No, I feel a faint breath of the extreme way. Will use the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron here."

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words came out, the rest of the monks remained silent. After dozens of breaths, a powerful man said: "Perhaps the holy master and the great elder used the imitation imperial weapon, so the extreme energy escaped." .”

The middle-aged monk frowned slightly. This kind of words obviously couldn't convince him, but when he wanted to say something again, several powerful men had already withdrawn their power of divine sense.
A moment later, another faint imperial aura rushed out. This time, apart from the three people, Lord Yaoguang, an old man in Tsing Yi walked out.

A mighty aura of the third heaven of Xiantai filled the world, and dozens of monks of Xiantai moved with it and walked out of the cave.

Everyone said in unison: "Greetings to Yemo Guzu!"

Su Yu nodded slightly, and said lightly: "Get up!"

His current identity is the Lord of Fluctlight 3000 years ago.

That one was originally not from the ruthless line, but after being trapped by Zhan Dao Tianguan for thousands of years, Ye Mo still invested in "Indestructible Heaven Skill".

In the end, he successfully stepped into the third heaven of Sendai and became the current king of the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

This is also a microcosm of most of the fluctuating light masters for tens of thousands of years. On the one hand, there are emperor scriptures and divine arts, and on the other hand, there are very few life essences. Facing this situation, how many people can keep their hearts.

The root cause is that the two intact Emperor's Scriptures are the reason why the Ruthless Line takes root in Fluctlight.

Although in the outside world, "Swallowing Heaven Demon Art" and "Immortal Heaven Art" are heresies among heresies, but within the extreme forces, everything is reversed.

As long as the monks still have greed, the line of ruthless people will not be extinct.

"The lord of the fluttering light, that one can be regarded as fulfilling one of your wishes."

Su Yu smiled lightly. He thought of the original owner he possessed. When the original owner embarked on the road of cultivation, he never forgot the dragon pattern black gold tripod, and had a deep obsession with this imperial weapon.

All this came from the obsession of the original owner's father.

Because the Yaoguang lineage does not limit the bloodline, but selects talented children from all over to cultivate, so it has become more and more prosperous.

However, this method was cast aside by the original owner's lineage, thinking that the other party's blood was impure and defiled the ancient ancestors, and they were not qualified to call themselves the inheritors of the ruthless people, they were the orthodox.

Since there are orthodoxy and heresy, it is natural to do everything possible to attack the other party.

The Magic Pot lineage took it for granted that the Dragon Mark Black Gold Cauldron belonged to them, and the Yaoguang lineage was just a villain who stole the emperor's soldiers and would be liquidated one day.The original owner grew up under this kind of influence.

Feeling the joy in his heart, Su Yu sacrificed the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, and then, surrounded by Li Daoqing and Li Ming, he stepped into the Hall of Shaking Light majestically, and took the position of the Holy Lord.

Now all the current kings of the Shaking Light Holy Land have fallen, and there are only five self-proclaimed ancestors. He can use the dragon pattern black gold cauldron at will without worrying about backlash!

Now Ziwei's body is also in seclusion, if she leaves the seclusion, there will inevitably be scenes of kings falling and saints bleeding in the land of the four states.

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