Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 395

The clouds are beautiful, dense into auspicious colors, and the waves are surging in the black ocean. Looking down from a high altitude, the dotted islands are like stars, inlaid on this dark curtain, and the misty mist floats, filling a wave of The breath of ancient vicissitudes.

After receiving the reply from the powerful alien, Yi Qingwu lowered her head and said respectfully, "Senior, are you from the Big Dipper Star?"

Her voice is like a ray of spring breeze blowing by, it is really soft and sweet, making people feel like a breeze in the willows, admiring the ultimate beauty in this world.

The woman in Tsing Yi moved her eyes slightly, staring at the face of Fairy Guanghan, and said softly: "Don't try too much, don't worry, this time is not a disaster, on the contrary, you will get a big chance."

After she finished speaking, she waved her cloud sleeves, her body was in a haze, and as she swiped her hands, complex and mysterious dao patterns emerged, forming clouds, divine brilliance flowing, a piece of golden runes flew out, and sank into the purple jade altar. Thousands of rays of divine light disappeared in the endless sea.

The haze is transpiring in the rear, the North Sea is rolling, and all kinds of powerful ancient beasts appear, which are far more dangerous than the land, and there are many ancient sky monsters.

"Oh!"

Two cracks appeared in the void, and two old men came out. One of them was wearing Beiming clothes and a black dragon crown on his head. His complexion was as rosy as a baby's, and his hair was like snow.

He comes from the North Sea Dragon Palace, and he is the ancestor of the black dragon who has been in the North Sea for 3000 years.

Another old man was wearing a Taoist robe, with thinning hair and a wrinkled face.

This is also a giant of the North Sea, Master Xuangui, a living fossil that has lived for 700 years.

The eyes of the black dragon patriarch shot divine light, staring at the golden light, said in a deep voice: "It seems that these people are indeed from Beidou."

"The Jinwu tribe is also from a foreign land, maybe it is the enemy of another line of the Jinwu tribe." Master Xuangui said lightly without taking it seriously.

Seeing Taoist Xuangui's indifferent face, Patriarch Heilong sighed in his heart, he shook his head, and said seriously: "Then why did they attack Yi Qingwu and Duanmu Rong? I think Donghai is right. I want to unify Ziwei."

"You want to be a part of it?"

Taoist Xuangui turned his eyes and his face changed. He looked at this old friend and advised, "There must be ancient sages standing behind them. It's better for fellow Taoists to be wise and protect themselves."

The black dragon patriarch gave a wry smile, and said helplessly, "Donghai invited a big man, and I have no choice but to participate in it."

Hearing this sentence, Master Xuangui's pupils constricted. Only ancient saints could be called great figures by the king of Dacheng. Unexpectedly, the East Sea Aquarium invited an ancient saint.

He pondered for a moment, but he still didn't agree with this matter: "Even so, don't move lightly. It's impossible to guarantee that the group of people outside the sky will have the ultimate emperor's soldiers."

"I also have this kind of concern. The Qinglian and the sacred furnace that Qingluan used just now can't be faked." The black dragon patriarch looked deeply and struggled in his heart.

Although he is the most powerful in the North Sea, he dare not ignore the order of the Dragon Ancestor unless he awakens the background of the Dragon Palace in the North Sea.

"Let's see how Renwangdian responds."

Master Xuangui looked calm, glanced at his old friend, and then disappeared into the black waves without a trace, leaving only the old man in black alone.

At this time, the sky in the distance was fiery red, and the gorgeous clouds rendered the sky red, just like the appearance of burning the sky, and the colorful clouds turned into different shapes, which was too beautiful to behold.

"Is it really necessary to carry out a clan war for the sake of a high priest? How unwise, or does it mean that Longzu wants to seize the undead magic and resurrect his life."

The black dragon patriarch shot two sharp rays of light from his pupils, looking at Luzhou in the distance, with indescribable sadness on his face.
The Ziwei ancient star field is in turmoil, the Continental War is imminent, and the situation on the Zandi Star is also extremely strange. A few ancient clans were born and befriended the human race.

In the middle of the Eastern Desolation, the Tianduan Mountains.

Looking at it from the ground, there are countless ancient cities in the sky above, connected on the sky, shining silver, and the clouds are soaring into the sky. On the dense sea of ​​clouds, there are jade trees supporting the sky, full of energy, and there are complicated and mysterious Dao patterns on them, which are used to connect palace group.

Since the Qinglian Dynasty defeated the Central Sacred Land Alliance, this place has become the imperial city of the Qinglian Dynasty. Many pure land small circles have moved to this place. In addition, the Central Region monsters have taken refuge here. At this time, the Tianduan Mountain Range is no longer what it used to be. The scene has become a sacred place in the hearts of monks in the Central Region.

Suddenly, an undetectable ripple appeared in the void, and an ordinary-looking man walked out of the light hole, with a very quiet aura about him.

Behind him is an old man with a vicissitudes of life, his hair is like snow, standing in the air, this is the great sage of Huanggu Ji's family who stayed behind to guard Beidou.

Ji Zi didn't pay attention to the palace complex, but stared at a sea of ​​clouds, with runes flickering in his eyes, as if trying to see something.

After that, four more people walked out of the Void Light Gate. The Holy Master of the Ji family and Ji Yanzhi stood behind the old man without saying a word.

Ji Haoyue was carrying an ancient sword, with a firm face, protecting her younger sister behind her.

The girl was dressed in purple, shrouded in the cold moonlight, bright and clean, like a goddess in Guanghan Que, her breath was cold, but her face showed a lively and lively aura.

Big Moon looked at his carefree younger sister and thought of what his father had said to him, and sighed in his heart, even if he reported good news or not bad news, it was useless, everything would come to the surface today.

After what happened with Ji Yanyun, the fate between Ye Fan and Ziyue is completely broken, unless the younger sister is willing to abandon the family.
"What is Xiaozu looking at?" Ji Ziyue was not restrained at all, and walked up to Ji Zi with a smile.

Thanks to Su Yu's ban on thoughts planted in her sea of ​​consciousness, she knew the news of Ye Fan's recovery from injury, swept away the past worries, and once again revealed the lively side of a girl.

"Ziyue, don't be rude." Ji Yanzhi frowned slightly, signaling his daughter to back down.

Ji Zi waved his hand, not minding Little Moon's rudeness, he said calmly: "It seems that there are indeed saints in the Qinglian Dynasty, and there are three void realms located here."

"Three small worlds." The expression of the Holy Master of the Ji Family changed slightly, he followed Ji Zi's gaze to look at the sea of ​​clouds, but he didn't see anything.

"It seems that the ancient royal family is indeed involved."

Ji Yanzhi's eyes were serious. One must know that the appearance of a Shenyu palace master in the Qinglian Dynasty made people restless, and now there is a saint in the world.

"Let's go!"

Ji Zi looked peaceful, glanced at the Tianduan Mountain Range, and then prepared to board the Qinglian Palace.

But just when everyone in the Ji family wanted to visit, suddenly, thousands of rays of divine brilliance erupted from the majestic palace complex, real dragons chanting, divine phoenix shaking wings, Xuanwu Tuohai, white tiger hissing to the sky, and the shadows of countless fairy spirits transpired Out of it, the yushu in the boundless sea of ​​clouds is shining brightly.

The portal of the central sky tower was wide open, and a curtain of light flew out, covering thousands of miles. All the monks where it passed were startled and shocked by this formation.

Suddenly, a silver holy bell crossed the sky, the bell sounded peacefully, with a simple and boundless charm, it rang nine times in a row, echoing in the sea of ​​thousands of miles.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the bell clearing away, the boundless cloud evacuated by itself, and the coercion of the holy way was overwhelming. This was the most noble welcome ceremony of the Qinglian Dynasty.

The vicissitudes of the bell spread throughout the area. In the Qinglian Palace, the blood dragon who was cultivating opened his eyes suddenly. Hearing the sound of nine rings, he quickly stood up, and as he took a step, the breath of the third heaven of Xiantai erupted. .

Su Yu stepped into Tianming. He was wearing a chaotic fairy robe and a purple gold crown on his head. As if becoming the incarnation of Tao, it looks extremely sacred, like a fairy king descending from the mortal world.

Beside him, Yan Ruyu was wearing a light blue emperor robe, with a majestic face, looking awe-inspiring and inviolable, sitting in the second seat with her knees bent.

To this day, Su Yu's innate sacrament body avatar has already refined the divine phoenix medicinal liquid, his physical body is no longer a shortcoming, his cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has reached the sixth heaven of slashing dao. Be proud of Beidou, no need to hide it anymore.

The eight demon kings of the Qinglian Dynasty and the three palace masters all came out, and the rest of the Xiantai monks also turned into Changhong, and then flew out at a gallop.

A hazy silver light came out along the river and landed in front of everyone in the Ji family, making Ji Ziyue petrified.

"Such a big commotion, brother, is that silver bell a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation?" Little Moon whispered, a little unbelievable.

Ji Haoyue nodded slightly, her eyes glowed brightly, and her evaluation of the Qinglian Dynasty was once again raised in her heart, welcoming the holy bell, this kind of generosity is indeed great.

Looking at the shrouded divine way, the great sage of the Ji family also frowned. This time the void channel was opened up by him, how could it be discovered by the monks at the end of the law, this result is unacceptable for those who practice the void road.

He shook his head and apologized to Ji Zi: "Your Highness, I have neglected my duty this time."

Seeing that the old man felt a little ashamed, Ji Zi comforted him and said, "It seems that a sage has set up an incomplete imperial formation here, so Gu Gu doesn't need to blame himself."

Then he boarded the Silver Light Avenue, followed by the members of the Ji family, and the light path passed by, carrying them to the central sky tower.

On the altar paved with white jade, hundreds of monks lined up in three rows. The leader was a young man wearing a red gold robe. .

Among the crowd, Lingyang was calm and indifferent, with a layer of red radiance flowing around his body, he leaned over and saluted, "I've seen the saint of the Ji family."

The rest of the monks also saluted one after another, with extremely respectful expressions. Some of the big monsters from the old monster clan were also among them. King Tianpeng, King Qingshi, and King Tianbat stood next to each other, and they all became subordinates of Qinglian Dynasty.

Having received such a courteous reception, the face of the great sage of the Ji family was numb, revealing a trace of holy aura.

"My lord is already waiting in the temple, everyone please follow me."

With a smile on his face and meticulous etiquette, Lingyang led everyone into the central sky tower.

In the resplendent and resplendent Phoenix Wood Temple, Su Yu is high above the hall. He is surrounded by chaotic energy, which looks very hazy. The patterns of time are constantly changing, peeling and intertwining in the void, performing a deeper interpretation.

Above the ancient temple, the dragon aura of the emperor's way is flying, and the light and shadow shine on people. This is [-]% of the dragon aura of the earth veins in the central region, which is enough to suppress the luck of the gods.

Ji Zi walked into the temple, saw the chaotic figure above him, his heart moved, and there was a trace of doubt on his face, but he was relieved soon.

Unlike the Void Emperor's parent and son, Su Yu's attention was not on Ji Zi, he looked thoughtfully at the old man below who exuded a rotten aura.

Although he couldn't see the opponent's state, but as the guardian of the emperor's son, he was definitely a pinnacle saint.If this kind of existence holds the Emperor Armament, it is enough to have no enemies in the world.

But this time the Ji family's ancient mirror fell into his hands, and it was not so easy for the other party to take it back.

Seeing that the person at the head of the palace was no longer a demon princess, but a man, the Holy Master of the Ji Family and Ji Yanzhi were not suspicious. They had long guessed that there was an ancient royal family behind the Qinglian Dynasty, and now they finally gave up.

The great sage of the Ji family also knew that Su Yu had a noble status, so he didn't rush out his divine sense to peek.

Thinking of the Void Mirror that he hid in the Holy Land of Shaking Light, Dao patterns flowed in Su Yu's eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "I didn't expect the Void Lineage to be born at this time."

At this time, Ji Zi also had a special feeling, as if everyone in the hall disappeared, only him and Su Yu, this was the feeling of the true blood of the emperor.

They are the same kind of people!

"This kind of breath. Yes, it is definitely the baptism of the emperor. Which ancient royal family is it?"

Ji Zi's thoughts were floating, but he could only see this point, everything else was submerged in the chaotic mist, and he couldn't see the boundary clearly.

In the hall, Lingyang, Anhuan, and Xuewu were at the top. Although they did not show the coercion of the Dao Slayer King, their gazes were enough to make people shattered and under great pressure.

Sensing the gaze of the three Dao Slayers, the Holy Master of the Ji Family felt a little unnatural, but this time he leaned against the ancient ancestor, and his heart quickly recovered.

He took a step forward and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I pay homage to Emperor Qinglian, I am here for the holy body Ye Fan."

Hearing her grandfather talking about Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue was startled, and then her pretty face was filled with red clouds.

Seeing his younger sister blushing, Ji Haoyue didn't know what she was thinking, he sighed softly in his heart, and thought to himself: "Ziyue, I hope you can hold on."

"Saint Yefan?"

Su Yu showed a trace of doubt, and said, "Your Excellency should go to the Lord of Chaos Palace for this matter, why are you here?"

Seeing Su Yu lying innocently, Yan Ruyu smiled, remembering the promise Su Yu made to her back then.

But the difference is that what Su Yu said that night was later realized. Finding the Qinglian Emperor's Armament and rebuilding the Yaozu Emperor's Court. Looking back on everything in the past few years, it is almost like a dream
Seeing the refusal of the other party, the Holy Master of the Ji family was a little helpless, and said: "Palace Master Cao is now gone, we can only come here."

"I can't do anything about Palace Master Cao. If he comes back, I will definitely tell him." Su Yu looked calm, and while he was prevaricating, he changed the subject: "Your gentlemen are honored guests, and I have already set up a banquet today."

"This"

The expression of the holy master of the Ji family changed, and he was not satisfied with the result. Just when he was about to say something, the great saint of the Ji family came out.

The white-haired old man's eyes were slightly cold. He was so anxious at this moment that he was not willing to mess around with a group of juniors.

Two rays of divine light shot out from his eyes, exuding his holy aura, trying to intimidate him with force.

In an instant, a coercion of the great sage level swept across the ancient temple, causing all the demon kings to tremble. The three Dao Slayer kings were the closest, and they couldn't bear the divine power emanating from the great sage, and almost knelt down.

"You have passed, this place is not the Southern Territory, I respect you as a great sage to treat you so courteously, do you think Qinglian Dynasty is easy to bully?"

With an indifferent expression, Su Yu raised his hand to sacrifice the chaotic green lotus, and the divine power of cutting the sixth heaven poured out, arousing the heart of the demon emperor in his body.

In an instant, the Emperor Qinglian's soldiers floated up and down, bursting out with a ray of terrifying extreme divine power, with a vast imperial aura, instantly suppressing the pressure of the opponent's great sage, and then pressed down on the Ji family's great sage.

Being suppressed by the emperor's soldiers, the great sage of the Ji family instantly changed his color, and a trace of flush appeared on his face. He didn't expect the other party to be so decisive that he would directly use the emperor's soldiers.

Ji Zi sighed, and sacrificed a silver token. The ancient order was resplendent all over, with mysterious lines on it, emitting a force of the void, blocking the extreme aura.

Su Yu stared at the silver token, his eyes sparkled, he never thought that the Ji family also had such a strange thing.

Ji Zi looked calm, and said: "Gu is rude, I apologize to him here. I don't know which ancient royal family you come from."

(End of this chapter)