Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 481 Out of the Immortal Pond, the God General of the Purple Mansion

"Meet the saint!" Queen Mother Xi's eyes were ethereal, dignified and holy, she bowed and bowed to Su Yu.

The following Yaochi saintesses and Yaochi kings also bowed down to salute.

Su Yu's eyes turned, and he took the outline of this noble lady into his eyes, and said kindly: "The Queen Mother of the West is exempt, your Excellency is the Lord of the Holy Land, there is no need to do so!"

During the speech, two strands of black awns flew out, and two clear cups appeared, and the jade teapot rose out of thin air, and two streams of crystal clear water fell down.

As the breeze passed by, wisps of mist swirled and moved, a graceful figure stepped out. The girl had a gentle figure and her face was covered by the mist. She offered two cups of green tea to the Queen Mother of the West and the King of Yaochi!
"Thank you, senior!" Seeing the dao light shining in the black jade cup, the Queen Mother of the West bowed again, and when she bent her waist, Miaoman's figure was undoubtedly revealed, which was seen by Su Yu.

The young man with black eyes floated in his mind, admiring the other party's demeanor, but on the surface he was as elegant as a fairy, his eyes seemed to contain the sea of ​​stars, bright and magnificent, full of Taoism.

"The appearance is not inferior to Yueshi and Duanmuxue, and the temperament is even better. The Queen Mother of Yaochi is really extraordinary!"

Su Yu's spiritual thoughts swayed, and he couldn't help smiling when he recalled the first meeting between himself and the other party.

Now that he has visited thousands of mountains and traveled all over thousands of waters, the young man has become a saint, but he still yearns for the former Lord of the Wonderland!

And this Yaochi saintess, the kindness that saved her life back then should be repaid this time.
Palace Master Guishui, who was surrounded by purple energy, stopped at the side.

As a newly promoted king, if she wanted to, it would be easy for her to control Yaochi, and she could overtake the Queen Mother of the West with just a few words.

The Beidou law is not obvious, and even many extreme forces do not have a current king. Back then, the old king of the Ji family was more powerful than the Holy Lord, and everyone in the Ji family had to follow his orders.

Zijun can also do the same, but she is gentle in nature and doesn't think much about rights. After Xiansan cut off the Tao, everything went on as usual, sitting quietly in the courtyard, watching the flowing water and falling flowers, and practicing Taoism hard, hoping to step on a higher level!
Therefore, this time to meet the sages, the Queen Mother of the West is the main one, and she is the assistant.
Zijun recognized the palace, raised his crescent eyebrows lightly, not understanding what his lover meant.

She saluted generously, the Dao Slashing Chains were flying around her body, and her temperament was dusty, like a fairy in the moon palace, which made many holy masters look sideways.

"I didn't expect a Dao Slayer to walk out of Yaochi. Judging by the fluctuation of divine power, it should be the previous Palace Master Guishui!" The elder of the Jiang family was palpitating, thinking silently.

This generation of the Jiang family did not step out of the current king, and the ancestor of the revived god king left without a trace.

In order to protect Jiang Yifei, the semi-sacred patriarch who killed the inheritor of the ruthless man was an ancient man. Although he has been broken for more than ten years, the probability of becoming a saint is almost zero!

The one who is active in the law cannot be sanctified. Now that he has appeared in the end of the law, it is even more difficult to become holy.

The end of the law is difficult, and it is too difficult to take that step, which also reflects the amazing talent of the Taixu God King.

Thinking of the ancestors of the god kings, Jiang family Da Neng felt a little sad. The Jiang family finally got out of the body of a great god king, but they were doomed by Zishan, and their lives were numbered.

"I don't know how to be too empty"

In the void, looking at the bloody saint and king, the half saint of the Jiang family was a little lost, thinking of that amazing junior.

In the entire Jiang family, only he knows Jiang Taixu's true strength.

After he was born, he fell into a deep sleep after killing the ruthless inheritor, because his lifespan was short, and he would die of old age soon if he didn't sleep.

This is also the real situation of each family's background, the real death at the sight of light, but the longevity of more than ten years can't support the continuous battle at all.

After the Zishan siege, Jiang Taixu survived three calamities in a row, and once he entered the holy realm, he was the third heaven of saints. The saints who came out of the Dharma-ending era woke him up at that time.

Moreover, the combat power of this junior is extremely terrifying. The holy method of fighting shatters the sky, and he is invincible. It can be said that it is the hope of the Jiang family in this life.

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of talents, the opponent's origin is almost wiped out, and his divine power is exhausted. Unless there is an elixir to save him, he will only end up falling.

This is also the reason why the Holy Master of the Jiang family begged for the ancient magic medicine several times in the past. At that time, the Jiang family was willing to give everything to save the Dacheng God King.

"The situation in this world is gradually rising. The princes of the ancient royal family, the emperors of the Ji family, the descendants of the empresses of foreign lands, and the restricted areas, all kinds of blood have appeared. Yifei must go to the end and cannot be defeated. Prestige cannot be taken lightly." The black-robed old man muttered to himself, as if with some kind of obsession.

He is the direct ancestor of Jiang Yifei's lineage. After Jiang Taixu left, this junior placed all his hopes and high expectations on him. This is also the reason why he was born out of seal.
"The sage wants to find the Immortal Pond, and Yao Chi may be able to help!" The Queen Mother of the West had high temples, nine phoenixes on her top, and the haze was falling. She was dignified and holy, beautiful and graceful, and presented an ancient scroll.

The maid Tingting, transformed by the light of the sun, curled up like a flying butterfly, taking the ancient book from the gentle and fair hand of the mature woman.

During this process, the maid brushed the opponent's wrist calmly, making Queen Mother Xi a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't think much about it, she was just a maid, not a male cultivator.
On the Daotai, Su Yu recalled the softness of Queen Mother Xi's skin and the delicate fragrance of her body, smiled lightly, and read the ancient books with the old master of Qishi Mansion!
It is said to be an ancient book, but it is just the handwriting of all the former sages, in which there are mixed truths and falsehoods, and it records all the secrets of Huaxianchi.

Su Yu shook his head and didn't pay much attention to it, while the old Palace Master read it carefully, trying to find clues.
In the depths of a million mountains, there is a large lake that is full of beauty. The lake and the sky are connected to the sky.

In the depths of the lake, flowers, birds, fish and insects nourish each other, sparkling, quiet and elegant.

On this spiritual lake, the two parties are confronting each other.

On one side, headed by the Son of Yin and Yang and the Son of Daoyi, beside the two, there are more than a dozen men and women, all of whom are very powerful, all of whom are in the secret realm of transforming dragons, and they are all saints and saints.

On the other side are the descendants of the Thirteen Great Bandits, Li Heishui and Liu Kou.Ye Fan and Pang Bo were among them.

"Your surname Ye, please come with us, my parents and seniors welcome you!" The newly appointed Son of Yin Yang sneered, and had an unforgettable hatred for Ye Fan.

The Holy Son and Holy Maiden of the Yin-Yang Sect were beheaded by each other. This kind of humiliation can only be washed away with the blood of the Eucharist!
"Son of Yin-Yang, you have to be careful what you say, the lesson from the past is not far away, you have to learn from it!" Pangbo sneered.

The Yin-Yang Shengzi's eyes were dark, and he said with a sullen expression: "If you come out today, you won't be able to leave!"

After finishing speaking, he sacrificed a red sword, bloody, drew a black and red yin and yang diagram, shattering the situation in the river, and wanted to take Ye Fan in!

"The Yin-Yang Sect chose the Holy Son so quickly? I don't think it is necessary at all, relying on the realm piled up with dragon marrow!" Ye Fan smiled and walked out of the crowd!
He slapped the palm, and the golden blood energy soared to the sky, it was extremely terrifying, and directly crushed the opponent's black sword.

The next moment, Ye Fan's figure flashed, as if he had entered an uninhabited land, making it difficult to guard against, the speed was too fast, a crystal palm fell like jade, with lines flowing between the fingers, and runes flickered one by one , that is the power of Tao.

The Son of Yin-Yang was unable to avoid it, he raised his hands to meet the attack, feeling great fear in his heart.

"puff!"

There was a light sound, and the hands of the Yin-Yang Shengzi were like paper, breaking off inch by inch, and then his whole body slumped, and he was powerless to resist when the big hand in the air slapped him.

The Son of Yin-Yang couldn't even utter a scream, so he slapped him on the head and crushed him into meat paste, his bones melted, and he was out of human shape.

The people next to him all backed up quickly, breaking out in a cold sweat. That was the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect. He was slapped to death with a single slap. It was appalling.

There was a lot of noise at the scene, and the eyes of Daoyi Shengzi and others were red. One of the women came out, pulled out a black sword, glared at Ye Fan, and said, "You are too presumptuous. The elders of my teaching are nearby. How dare you make a move, you know"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, without saying a word, he directly slapped out with a palm, the power of pure blood is hard to match.

"Ah!" The yin-yang saintess screamed and wailed, Miaoman's body was crushed, bloody all over, leaving only a beautiful head, a pair of big eyes looking at the sky in disbelief.

She hadn't reached the realm of Xiantai yet, after losing her body, she had nothing to rely on in the sea of ​​consciousness, she fell on the spot, her face was very hideous.

Ye Fan walked forward step by step, pushing towards Daoyi Shengzi and others. A dozen of Shengzi level figures retreated together. No one dared to push forward, and all of them were a little scared.

"Little beast, court death!"

A roar came from a distant mountain, the mountains and rivers were roared, thousands of miles of blue waters were stirred up, and there were countless waves, a white-haired old man flew out, it was the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect!
This living fossil is over [-] years old, and his lifespan is short now, but his mana is so powerful that it makes people palpitate.At this time, his expression was ferocious, and there was murderous intent in his eyes, he wanted to kill people.

The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was covered in white mist, and his spirit was hale and hearty. His thin body was like a dormant savage dragon, with terrifying energy and blood hidden in his body, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

In an instant, the murderous aura filled the air, and many people retreated one after another. Unable to bear the momentum, a big black and red hand stretched out, covering the sky and the sun. Dao patterns flowed in it, carrying a huge pressure, extremely heavy, like a star field pressure fall.

"Will there be no one in my Qinglian Dynasty?" the Tsing Yi Little Jiao King shouted.

The old leader of the Yin-Yang sect snorted coldly, and didn't stop. He wanted to turn the holy body into a slave and drink the holy blood.

As long as he didn't take his life, the Peacock King can't say anything!
Ye Fan's heart sank, but there was no fear on his face, he sacrificed his incomplete golden sword, his hair stood on end, and shouted: "Kill the young ones, come to the old ones, I expected this!"

He broke away from Pangbo and the others, not wanting his old friend to be involved in this matter. The killing of a living fossil would be a catastrophe!
"You little bastard, do you really think that you can run amok with a broken holy weapon? No one can save you today!"

The ancient mirror of yin and yang, the front is red like blood, the back is as violent as ink, and the two qi of yin and yang are flowing, sinking and floating on his head.

"boom!"

In an instant, red clouds shot out from the front of the Yin-Yang Realm, and the entire Linghu Lake turned red, surrounded by threads of chaotic mist, exuding an aura of opening up the world.

Everyone exclaimed, the yin and yang mirror evolved into a small blood-colored world, chaotic and misty, and wanted to shut Ye Fan in and refine it into pus and blood.

"Evan!"

Pang Bo, Li Heishui and others were very nervous, worried that something might happen to him!
In the middle of the battlefield, the light of the holy way was blazing, and Ye Fan barely resisted it with a piece of Yuantian Treasure Map, and the cracks on the incomplete sword became bigger and bigger.

"problem occurs!"

King Gold Wing Xiaopeng frowned, feeling very bad, he didn't expect that the other party would take out the holy soldiers of the town religion.

The next moment, the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect made another move, activating the Yin-Yang Mirror, unleashing a ray of sacred power, and pressed down on Ye Fan, this time to completely destroy him.

"Old leader, raise your hands high, it's unknown who killed Ye Fan!"

At this moment, a bright blue light emerged from the mountains and rivers, and a chaotic green lotus descended and landed on this place, its verdant branches and leaves squeezing the spirit lake.

This is a young man with a handsome appearance, more beautiful than a woman, with a blue light flowing all over his body, he flew out, stood in the sky, and confronted the white-haired old man.

"For the sake of Emperor Qinglian and Palace Master Chaos, you can retreat, I don't care about you." The old leader of Yin Yang Sect said with a cold expression.

"The holy sons and saintesses of your sect died in a battle at the same level as others. You are the master of a sect. If you block the way of others, use the strong to bully the weak, and harm the peace of heaven, aren't you afraid of causing great karma?" Qinglian The prince said seriously.

"Cause and effect? ​​This deity is the cause and effect of the universe. If I take his life, no one can stop me!" The old leader of Yin Yang Sect's eyes were indifferent, and his voice moved the world.

At this moment, all the young people watching trembled, and all living beings were terrified.

Prince Qinglian insisted on blocking the front.

However, the yin and yang mirror shook slightly, and the sea of ​​blood rolled, and when it was pressed forward, there was a "bang", the green lotus shook, and the green leaves all over the sky withered.

Prince Qinglian let out a muffled groan, unable to hold it back, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and flew out!

"die!"

The old leader of the Yin-Yang sect drank coldly, thousands of red clouds bloomed from the precious mirror above his head, which resonated with the ripples of the avenue, and the lake was filled with an atmosphere of opening up the world, and all the startled spectators gasped in their hearts.

When the sea of ​​blood pressed forward again, Ye Fan's heart was very cold. He knew that the other party would kill him this time, and the big shots he had met in the past were not there, so no one could protect him.

"Keng!"

With the sound of metal shattering, the sword was directly blown to pieces, smashed into pieces by the ancient holy soldiers, turned into countless light rains, and sprinkled into the void, it was no match for Yin Yang Mirror.

Even the blessing of the Yuantian Great Formation is useless, the opponent's skills are involved in good fortune, and ordinary Holy Masters are not his opponents!
Ye Fan snorted, vomited blood, and a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and his breath fell instantly.

Taking advantage of the aftermath of the shattered holy soldiers, Ye Fan jumped out, took out the chessboard formation, and crossed away towards the distance.

"Where to go!" The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect was extremely brave, leading the holy soldiers across the void, ready to kill.

The two chased and fled, entered the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and came to a stone forest. There is a dry lake here, which looks very withered!

Ye Fan fell into the void and fell down on the riverbed full of cracks, covered in blood, panting heavily, looking very miserable.

The door of light was wide open, and the old man of the Yin-Yang Sect came out, with a Yin-Yang mirror on his head, exuding a chilling aura.

"I won't take your life. If you kill my holy son, the holy son, you will become a war slave of the holy church. Make atonement for this and help the revival of the holy church!" Wen, walking forward step by step, wanted to plant a slave mark on Ye Fan's primordial spirit.

The latter's aura was weak, and his eyes were glowing. The primordial spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness held the ancient bronze sword tightly, waiting for an opportunity.

This ancient artifact is strong when it is strong, and if it collides with the yin and yang mirror, it can be compared to ancient holy weapons.
The following Zifu Shengzi moved his eyes slightly, and found a monk's mark on a boulder, and saw the pattern of an old man riding a green bull on the other side.

"Sakyamuni and Lao Tzu, it seems that Huaxian Pond is here!" The Son of Zi Mansion said to himself, and passed the information back.

Then he stepped out, the chaotic light burst out, the sky suddenly changed, the purple air came three thousand miles east, the eyes of the old leader of the Yin Yang Sect tightened, and he felt a terrible threat.

"Zheng!"

The golden light surged, and the sky was boundless. A golden and jade staff flew out, surrounded by chaotic air, and the celestial light radiated from the beginning, turning the rolling mountains into dust, and hit the white-haired old man!
The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect frowned, retreated sharply, and escaped into the void, but he was still a step too late.

"puff!"

A clear sound sounded, and a brilliant golden light swept across the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, and hit the Yin-Yang mirror, bursting out thousands of rays of fairy light, annihilating the void.

The ancient mirror reflects the sky, this is a handed down holy weapon trained by the ancient sage of Yin and Yang.

The old leader of the Yin-Yang sect let out a muffled grunt, his wrinkled face trembled, he quickly backed up, and looked ahead fearfully.

The Son of the Zifu is wearing a purple jade cassock, his face is invisible, his black hair is loose, and he holds a golden jade staff in his hand. His aura is as deep as the sea, wrapped in chaotic mist, like a hidden existence!
"Your Excellency is..." The old man of the Yin Yang Sect frowned, sensing the threat in his heart, and already had the intention to leave.

"You can call me the general of the Purple Mansion!"

The voice of the Zifu Shengzi is calm, and the chaotic energy flows all over his body. Although he has just entered the Second Heaven of Xiantai, he is not inferior to the Holy Master in the slightest, and has a unique temperament.

After being transformed by Su Yu, he switched to the "Eternal Transformation Sutra", and later he was bestowed with the devouring rune by Su Yu to baptize himself with the chaotic energy, and his cultivation is still improving.

His aptitude is very good, although he can't compete with the top bloodline like the Xiantian Daotai, he can still fight the king's body, he is not easy.

Being able to get the Immortal-Slaying Gourd is enough to prove his luck. For these reasons, Su Yu is very willing to train him, and the latter has also proved his own value.
(End of this chapter)