The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 469

Qingluo has become the existence in this world who understands and understands the way of derivation best outside the primordial beginning of the gods and demons of chaos!
In the early days, he was one of the 12 demons among the three thousand chaotic gods and demons. Since the creation of Pangu, he has followed the three thousand gods and demons in chaos and died under the Pangu axe.

He died, and the Derived Dao has since sunk, no longer the brilliance of the 12 Yuan Dao in the Three Thousand Dao.Even worse than one hundred and eight thousand small ways, it has become one of the ways that are about to disappear in the world.

But Qingluo abandoned her own great way of good fortune, and gave back to Derivatives, and used the way she had comprehended all her life to achieve a small way. The way of derivation accepted the principles of Qingluo's great way, and also instilled Qingluo's will.

It is with him.

Fate is connected with each other, luck is connected with each other, existence and death are connected with each other, and rise and fall are integrated.

The way of derivation is formed by Qingluo's avenue of good fortune, so Qingluo's will is the will of the way of derivation!
Derived from Dao Ling, it seamlessly connects and merges with Qing Luo.

It is the first time that Qing Luo is so close to Tao, and is so fused with the only one, he is Tao, and Tao is him!

The way of derivation can be derived from all beginnings and ends in the world, and "new" can be born from the old and broken things!Stronger and more perfect new!

The way of derivation can be derived from the three thousand roads in the world. All the old and new alternations of things in the world are the evolution of derivation and the thoroughfare of derivation.

Qing Luo opened his eyes, and the river of fate touched by his eyes, in his eyes, seemed even more boundless and stalwart!

Qingluo's fate star also weakened due to this, and it declined to the extreme.

But the way of derivation has reappeared since then, and it is called one of the [-] ways of derivation!
Qing Luo is very satisfied, although it is a small way, but this way is his, he has reached a complete integration with the way, he is the master of the little way, he is the master of the derivative way!

But just as Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, the five spirit gourd trembled violently, the Dao spirit pattern trembled, and even cracks appeared.

Without any hesitation, Qing Luo flipped her hands over and released the Yin Yang ancestor.He knew that the Five Spirit Gourd could only sleep for a while longer, but at the cost of damage to the spirit treasure, he didn't want this spirit treasure that had accompanied him for countless years to be damaged, not only because of the spirit of the spirit treasure, but also because of Qing Luo's intentions.

Qing Luo released Yin Yang Patriarch, and his hand holding the gourd froze.

A majestic giant tower with a sky-high sky and a deep town, with hundreds of millions of divine patterns in it, stands in front of Qing Luo.

As soon as the pagoda comes out, it goes up to the way of heaven and down to the way of the tunnel. There is a human way in the middle, and all the ways have inductions.

Name: Innate Treasure

Yuan Ling Pagoda

The fourth innate treasure in heaven and earth that is displayed in front of everyone and engraved by the way of heaven!
Since the chaos has not come out, and the good luck jade plate has not been broken, there is a piece of imprint on it, three thousand great ways, one hundred thousand great thousand small ways, all of which are imprinted by the natal dao patterns of all living beings and spirits.

Later, the good fortune jade plate was broken into pieces and scattered in many places. This piece was obtained by the ancestor of Yin Yang.

Even if this treasure evolves to the point where the Yin-Yang ancestor is suppressed under the abyss of disgust, it will still take thousands of years to evolve. However, the Yin-Yang ancestor took the opportunity to evolve in the long river of fate at the cost of his own soul for a chance of survival, and finally , this innate treasure has come out!

Patriarch Yinyang stood in front of the pagoda. His hunched figure formed a huge contrast with the infinitely large pagoda, but it also added to Patriarch Yinyang's mighty aura.

Yin Yang Zu didn't move, he was crying!
For this treasure, he sacrificed too much.Sacrificing himself, in order to avoid damage to the evolution of the treasure, he did not use it in the Taoist catastrophe. After escaping from the dead, he spent a long time conceiving the treasure, and his cultivation base failed.

Even when Lao Tzu tried to take away his avenue back then, he used it because he was reluctant, and he also knew that in the realm of a saint, even the innate treasure could not turn the world around.

Even if he was suppressed by the town of Wuyetian for thousands of years, he never used it, only for Baocheng's counterattack.

This old man, full of tears, Yu Bao twins, endless years, there is only such a tower in his heart.

Yin Yang Patriarch has fallen into a bewilderment, the only thing he can rely on now is this tower, and this tower is also worthy of his dependence, and he can rely on it.

He has only this one tower now.

The old man stretched out his hand to touch the pagoda, burst into tears, laughed again, overjoyed and sad at the same time.

Qing Luo was startled, he thought that Yin Yang Patriarch would have a successor, but he didn't expect that there was another innate treasure!
In Zixiao Palace, Tongtian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said: "Master, I would like to retrieve the fragments for you."

He could see very clearly that the reason why this innate treasure became a treasure was because of the fragment of the jade plate with endless natal lines, and because of the jade plate, this treasure was conceived for a long time before it became today.

Hongjun sat at the head, shook his head and remained silent.However, the light in the back of his head was shining brightly, and a round of Jade Seal Divine Disk manifested.

Tong Tian's pupils dilated instantly, and he was shocked!

Because the good fortune jade plate behind Hongjun is complete, not the completeness pretended by the magic power.

Tong Tian was startled, he asked suspiciously: "Teacher, is this treasure complete?"

Hongjun nodded and shook his head.

He said: "This treasure is no longer a jade dish of fortune, but a dish of heaven!

If the good fortune jade plate is broken, it is broken, even if all the pieces are retrieved, it is also broken.

I created the missing parts of the good fortune jade plate, and created it together with me with the way of heaven. The plate of the way of heaven is complete, so where did the fragments come from? "

Tong Tian was shocked in his heart, bent down and said: "Teacher **** look up." The height of the primordial treasure is the most precious treasure in the entire primordial treasure, and the strength of the teacher is even more terrifying than he imagined. , may have been able to set foot on the eighth heaven!
In the wall of the plane, the five saints were also shocked.Lao Tzu looked at the pagoda that straddled the sky and the earth, and felt that it was in the way of his eyes, because the person standing in front of the pagoda annoyed him.Moreover, only his tower could be so stalwart and tall.

Yuanshi Tianzun touched the Pangu banner in his hand and shook his head. He felt that the Yuanling Pagoda was far worse than his Pangu banner!
Amitabha and Zhun Ti looked at each other, wanting to stretch out his hand.

However, a rainbow of red clouds blocked the Second Saint one step faster.

Nuwa held a map of mountains, rivers and communities in one hand, and a red hydrangea in the other, and said with a smile on her face, "You two fellow Taoists, what are you doing?"

Zhunti Buddha's mother smiled and said: "This treasure is destined for me, and little friend Qingluo has a kindness for me, so I have to save it."

Zhunti didn't hide his idea of ​​wanting this innate treasure, but he gave the reason, a very reasonable reason.

There is indeed a kindness between Qingluo and Western Buddhism, and the kindness is great. Even if it is the cause of the ninth-grade lotus seeds returning the lotus platform, the cause of the westward journey of the city of Everlasting Heaven is still owed.

If it was Qingluo from before, even if he had the innate treasure, he would not be able to hold Qingluo in the hands of a half-useless person like Yinyangzu.

Unfortunately, today's Qingluo is not the former Qingluo.

After turning to the Great Dao, Qing Luo's strength has been weakened and lost. Without the law of the Great Dao, without the heaven and earth authority of the Great Dao, he is very weak.

Qingluo is in trouble, and he will not give up his rescue. Collecting treasures and saving Qingluo are both smooth and easy things to do.

Empress Nvwa raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about the two fellow daoists. Qing Luo is the son of my nuwa's favorite Taoist. I don't care about life and death. You don't need the two fellow daoists to worry about it!"

Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti Buddha Mother looked at each other, then put their hands together and said with a smile: "That's good, that's good, I don't worry too much."

Above the Nightless Sky City, Styx's figure flashed out. He didn't expect that Qing Luo would dare to switch to a small path that was about to collapse. This time will definitely be Qing Luo's weakest time, so he rushed here.

He arrived with tens of thousands of blood gods, and he could use the fire red lotus to sense that the ninth-rank green lotus is in the mountain and sea realm of the city that never sleeps, and there is even a golden lotus that is not weak in rank!

Thousands of blood god sons flew into the sky, forming a sea of ​​blood that covered the sky, and the sea of ​​blood became a sword. The two swords of Yuantu Abi merged into one, forming a sword that kills Tao.The sword of killing the way, the sword melts into the sea of ​​blood transformed by hundreds of millions of blood god sons, the power of killing the way blooms unreservedly, the giant sword of [-] million meters spans the nightless sky, wherever the sword points, it will kill everything, Kill everything!
The Weeping Blood Spirit Emperor got up and turned into a thorn reaching up to the sky. At this moment, the endless thorns in the thorn field all bowed their heads and bowed their heads. Hundreds of millions of thorns fell to the ground, bowing down to their supreme emperor.

The thorns transformed by weeping blood, the rhizomes stretched hundreds of millions of feet to connect the roots of all thorns, and received the power of trillions of thorns, turning into thorns like giant trees supporting the sky, with three thousand flowers blooming, the purple blood is exquisite, and the flowers of nothingness bloom.

There is a huge tree in the east, called Jianmu, which suppresses the east pole, and there is a black dragon entrenched, and the heaven and earth are at the east pole.

Maybe no one has seen how great Tongtian Jianmu is, but today they saw how great the No. [-] thorn in the world is!

The height of the thorns is extremely high, higher than the universe, not in the heaven and earth, 33 levels of heaven, 33 levels of Tao, and they cannot stop the growth of thorns.

In the stalwart body of thorns, there is a huge roar, the roar is like the sky and the earth bursting, it can shake the earth, wind, water and fire, and tear the chaos!
In Luzhou, Beiju, in the Ancestral Witch Hall, Xing Tian was furious. It was his blood essence, and it was the anger of God the Father.

The purple blood thorns were originally formed by devouring Pangu's giant body and dissipating evil spirits, and there was a trace of divine origin in Pangu's giant body.

And Xing Tian inherited the legacy of the twelve ancestral witches in the great formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals, and obtained the purest carrier of Pangu's real body, and weeping blood drank the three drops of the ancestors' witch blood.

Therefore, that sound has the possibility of Pan Gu's sound.

Even though it was just a roar, it shocked many people.Styx felt tense and relaxed. Fortunately, the thorns did not have the charm of Pangu, and they could not transform into Pangu's giant body. Otherwise, he might not be able to eat and walk around today.He never thought that he would be blocked by a mere evil corpse today.

Crying Blood cannot and will not transform into a giant body of Pangu, because he is the king of thorns, the king who commands hundreds of millions of thorns in the world, and only thorns can make him the emperor!

Minghe stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Sword of Killing Dao carried tens of thousands of blood god sons, the will to kill Dao, and the meaning of Dao of Killing, and turned into a sword, pointing at the City of Evernight.

At that moment, the heaven and the earth were enveloped by endless murderous intentions, the heavens sent murderous intentions, the earth sent murderous intentions, the heavens and the earth were overturned, and all living beings wailed for it.

One sword can change the world, one sword can lead to life and death for hundreds of millions, this is him Styx, this is his prestige as the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood, the Lord of Killing Dao!

One sword cuts through the sky, one sword rides three thousand flowers, three thousand purple spiritual flowers are undefeated, the flowers bloom and then are defeated, and the remaining flowers fall off in an instant when the sword is passed.

The purple blood thorns were cut ten thousand feet apart, and the sword blade broke through the thorns ten thousand feet long, and the thorns were almost cut into two pieces, but it finally stopped the sword!
This sword is enough to make people respect, because they can't do many great abilities, and they will not resist this sword.However, this evil corpse did it. In their eyes, Crying Blood is no longer just an incarnation!
After the sword power passed, the world returned to clarity.The purple blood thorns were split open and closed again. They split ten thousand feet apart in an instant, and then closed inch by inch and disappeared.

The purple blood thorns closed, and the weeping blood stepped out with a pale face, and his face was still majestic.

Ming He sneered, pointed at the sword again, and wanted to cut it off again.

But at this time, the sky above the Nightless Sky City was filled with black and yellow, covered with tortoise shells.

In the middle of the tortoise shell, there was an old man half lying on the top, and he brushed his sleeves leisurely and leisurely. The sky light reappeared, and a beam of sunlight that was about ten feet wide just shone on his body impartially.

Ming He asked angrily, "Why do you insist on meddling in this matter, Your Excellency?"

Ge Kun narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little sleepy under the warm sunshine, he yawned and said, "What? Is Fellow Daoist Styx talking about me, the old man?
Leave me alone, you hit you, me, basking in my sun, they have nothing to do with each other. "

As he said that, he stretched his arms, lay down on a recline, and fell asleep lazily.

Styx was angry, but he was afraid of Ge Kun.There is an old and immortal thing messing up here, how can he do it?
In the long river of fate, after patriarch Yin Yang touched the pagoda, he turned around, looked at Qing Luo, and smiled softly on his face, "It's my turn to say it, what last words do you have?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the pagoda, and the Yuanling Pagoda rose up, engraved with billions of divine patterns flickering on the pagoda, the pagoda covered a piece of universe, space, and time.

Qing Luo smiled wryly, it really was a turn of events, he came to send Shang to Yin Yang Patriarch, never thought that he would become the one who should be mourned instead.

He didn't know the power and wonder of this Heavenly Supreme Treasure, but the power represented by the four words "Congenital Supreme Treasure" was beyond his ability to bear.

On the Yuanling Pagoda, the infinite divine pattern is flying around. The tower is engraved with all the natal patterns of all living beings in the world. With the blessing of the spiritual pattern, a drop of water can melt the ocean, and a stone can become the sacred mountain Kunlun.

Under Yin Yang Zu's palm, it was heavier than the collapse of the sky, deeper than Kunlun, and Qing Luo was suppressed in the Yuanling Pagoda.

Even though the gigantic tower stands extremely high, the young man under the tower is wearing a golden chain, but he is not angry or afraid at all.

Qingluo sits cross-legged, with four golden chains extending out. Everything, in front of Qingluo's Dao chain, is composed of Dao lines. You only need to lock the most core one, and you can imprison everything. The thing that prevents the evolution of the thing, prevents the evolution of the thing, prevents any change of the thing.This is his reverse derivation Taoism.

Four golden chains, thousands of vertical and horizontal, implicate the four corners of the tower. The chains are intertwined with the tower. The golden chains are inserted into the tower, just like a giant mountain being entered by pangolins. Can't hold it down.

(End of this chapter)