The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Just two simple words, to Li Li's ears, it was like thunder roaring, and his rationality was instantly drowned out!

He flew backwards uncontrollably!

Just like the moment of escaping, the technique of transforming the rainbow was urged to the extreme, but in the blink of an eye, the person appeared in front of Na Bo Xun.

"Ok?"

Immediately, Li Li, who regained his senses, saw the figure of the man in blood in front of him, and his expression changed drastically.

What kind of supernatural power is this that has confused his mind?
However, he didn't intend to study it carefully at all, and once again urged his mana, he wanted to escape.

However, this time, just as the flames lit up on his body, a big hand had already grabbed his neck.

The blazing real fire of the sun on the three-legged Golden Crow actually had no effect in front of that big hand, it just grabbed Li Li's neck like that, sealing all the mana in his body.

Li Li's face turned red and he struggled desperately, but it was of no avail. The force from that hand was too powerful and vast, compared to it, he was powerless to resist!

"Little thing, so what if he becomes a golden immortal, he's still just an ant."

The corner of Bo Xun's mouth was smiling, but his eyes became more and more cold, he said: "You send yourself to the door to seek death, I will see who can save you!"

After all, he must mobilize his mana and crush Li Li to death!
However, he suddenly found that he couldn't hold it any longer.

The neck of this little Golden Crow seemed to have turned into the hardest divine metal in the world, and it couldn't pinch it to death at all!
"Who, who dares to meddle in my sea of ​​blood!"

Bo Xun instinctively looked in all directions, and suddenly a violent killing intent burst out from his body.

Li Li was just a Golden Immortal, even if he was about to condense the five qi in his chest, he was only a Golden Immortal.

A mere golden fairy, how could he be helpless, there must be someone with great supernatural powers to help!
"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

An old but majestic voice sounded, and then a tall and thin old man appeared silently in the sea of ​​blood.

This old Taoist wears a black Taoist robe with mountains, rivers, sun and moon tattooed on it, a feather crown on his head, and a dust whisk in his hand. His brows and eyes are full of majesty, as if the whole world is surrendering at his feet.

Looking at that old-fashioned appearance, Mo Li couldn't help being stunned, and his mood immediately became agitated. This familiar face, this familiar face...

When Bo Xun saw the person coming, he snorted coldly, and said, "Who did this king think it was, but I didn't expect it to be you, Zhenwu. If you don't practice in your Zhenwu Temple to enjoy blessings, how can you run to the sea of ​​blood to meddle in this king's business? Could it be? Are you getting impatient?!"

When he said the last two words, the murderous intent on his body became stronger, and the whole sea of ​​blood rolled up. The terrifying evil spirit and killing intent enveloped an unknown distance, and swept towards the real martial arts crazily!

Zhenwu, he is Emperor Zhenwu!
No, it's impossible, how could he be Emperor Zhenwu? !

Mo Li's thoughts were running wild, but the Taoist over there said with a smile: "This son has a certain affinity with me, and I ask fellow Taoists to raise your hand, spare his life, and hand him over to me."

"Oh? Fate with you?"

Bo Xun said coldly: "But he still has enmity with this king, why should he hand it over to you? Zhenwu, don't forget, your hands are stained with the blood of my Asura clan!"

The Great Emperor Zhenwu, also known as the Nine Heavens Slaughtering Demons Tianzun, slaying demons and demons is his duty.

The Asura clan, naturally belonged to the stream of monsters, how they raged in the sea of ​​blood, the Heavenly Court naturally had no control over them, but how could they be forgiven if they ran wild in other places and were bumped into by Emperor Zhenwu?
"Old things, why do fellow daoists mention them again?"

The Taoist smiled faintly, and said: "Also ask fellow Taoists to show me some face, I will have my own reward."

"You are delusional!"

Bo Xun's eyes widened, and he said with murderous intent: "If you want me to hand over someone, it's fine, unless you beat me, otherwise, you can stay today too!"

boom!
The entire sea of ​​blood boiled suddenly, and the boundless giant waves rolled and stirred wave after wave. As Bo Xun's thoughts turned, the blood in the sea of ​​blood suddenly condensed into countless weapons, each of which lingered The murderous aura and ferocious aura that made Mo Xin palpitate suddenly smashed towards Zhenwu!

buzzing...

A burst of incomparably pure black divine light emanated from the Taoist, firmly protecting him.

There was nothing special about that black divine light, but even if hundreds of millions of bloody weapons fell on it, they couldn't damage it at all, just like water droplets falling into a river and quickly merging into it.

"Northern Youxuan Divine Light, I never thought you would be able to practice such a supernatural power!"

Bo Xun was taken aback. This ray of light was condensed by collecting the mysterious evil energy in the eyes of Beihai Spring. It only produces one ray every ten thousand years. It is extremely cherished. It means that Emperor Zhenwu rules Beitian, and it is absolutely impossible for another person to collect it. Enough to refine into the amount of divine light.

And after refining this kind of divine light, it will have a miraculous effect on the body protection, unless the mana power surpasses the opponent too much, otherwise, there is absolutely no other way to break it except for the three-light divine water.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you need to fight?" the Taoist said.

"Head-to-head, I can't help you, but it's not impossible to deal with you, go!"

Bo Xun didn't admit defeat, he suddenly released two scarlet blood lights from his pupils, and the brilliance actually directly penetrated the Beiming Youxuan Divine Light and entered the Taoist's body!

boom!
Countless illusions emerged in the Taoist's sea of ​​consciousness, there were witches posing, there were his promotion, and the three realms surrendered to his feet, power, desire, practice, beauties...

There are all kinds of things, and they are all things that all monks pursue throughout their lives.

The Asura family, who practiced in this dark sea of ​​blood, are naturally experts in such mind-disturbing magic methods.

"Fellow Daoist may not have underestimated me too much."

The Taoist shook his head and smiled, waved the dust whisk in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Too high-minded, never stop responding to changes. Destroy evil!"

Dao after wave of divine light radiated from his body, and the illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness was shattered under his Taoism, and the two bloody divine lights were annihilated.

Bo Xun let out a muffled snort, his face turned pale, and there was a hint of fishy sweetness in his throat.

The method was broken, even though he was profound, he still couldn't avoid some backlash.

"Okay, what a true Martial Emperor, I can't help you!"

Bo Xun said with an ugly face: "However, this is a sea of ​​blood, and you can't help me. What if I don't return this little thing to you today?!"

Asura's clan is not limited to him as a demon king, and there is even an ancestor sitting on top of him. No matter who it is, as long as they are in the sea of ​​blood, they will not dare to act presumptuously, even if the opponent is Emperor Zhenwu!

"Fellow Daoist's words are right. In the sea of ​​blood, for that person's sake, I really dare not kill Fellow Daoist. But..."

The Taoist paused for a moment, then smiled and said: "If I send people to guard all the external passages of your Asura world, what should you do?"

"And if you go out of the world of Asura, and I go to find you again, do you think that person will save you in the sea of ​​blood?"

"you……!"

When did Bo Xun receive such threats? Hearing this, he was furious!
But anger is anger, for a moment, he really has nothing to do with the other party.

When Bo Xun saw the divine light of Beiming Youxuan, Bo Xun knew that he was not the other party's opponent, and this Taoist was the Emperor Zhenwu of the Heavenly Court, with countless elite soldiers and generals. no way!
"Okay, Emperor Zhenwu, I, the Asura clan, have made a note of this matter, and there will be rewards in the future!"

He suppressed the anger in his heart, raised his hand and threw it, and the three-legged Golden Crow transformed by Mo Li flew towards the Taoist, and then his figure flickered, and he had already turned into a ball of blood and disappeared into the nether sea of ​​blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Desperately, Mo Li turned back into a human form, holding his throat and coughing lightly.

Na Bo Xun's supernatural powers are boundless, his Taoism is better than him, and his big hand contains supreme power, which almost strangles him to death.

Fortunately, I was finally rescued...

The rest of the life after the catastrophe should have been extremely rejoicing, but Li Li suddenly raised his eyes to look at the Taoist, his eyes were full of confusion and doubt.

His lips parted, and he wanted to ask, but he didn't say anything after all.

Seeing this, the Taoist said with a smile: "Li'er, this place is not a place to talk, let's leave first."

He stretched out his hand to grab Mo Li's shoulder, and with a sway of the whisk, a wave of space power surged, and Mo Li felt the world spinning around before his eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he had already appeared on a high mountain.

The mountains are towering, green and secluded, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the little animals are running around, and there is a spiritual energy that is far stronger than that of the lotus lamp world, which makes Li Li feel comfortable. This is where he should be. That sea of ​​blood was really not suitable for him.

"Li'er, you are finally here, much faster than I imagined."

The Taoist looked at Li Li in front of him with a look of relief. He noticed the other party's aura appearing in the sea of ​​blood, so he rushed over immediately, and finally nothing happened.

"I know what you want to ask. I can tell you that your ancestor is me, but I am not your ancestor."

Seeing the puzzled expression on Mo Li's face, the Taoist continued: "Your master was formed by a thought of mine, and I met you by chance, and this is also the fate between you and me."

This True Martial Emperor had exactly the same face as Zhang Sanfeng whom Li Li had been looking for, but his aura was completely different, so it was difficult for Li Li to confirm when he met!

Hearing this answer now, Mo Li's face suddenly became ugly. Zhang Sanfeng turned out to be transformed by the other party's thought, so what happened to him now?
"I often travel to the heavens and myriad worlds with a single thought, and experience all kinds of mortals, so as to gain enlightenment. Therefore, there are Zhang Sanfeng, there are many legends about Emperor Zhenwu in the world, and there is a fate between you and me. But a single thought After all, it was just a thought, when Zhang Sanfeng ascended to the sky, he naturally returned to my body and merged with me, and his various experiences were just a dream to me."

"Since it's a dream, why do you pay attention to me?" Mo Li asked the first sentence when he met the Zhenwu Emperor.

"Of course you are special."

The Taoist said: "You were very special when you became a disciple of Wudang, with extraordinary talent, surpassing all others, but if so, I would not have noticed you. Who knew that you could break the shackles of the world and fly away."

Speaking of this, a hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the Taoist, and he said: "Everyone who breaks the shackles of the world has great potential on the road of cultivation. After that, I will pay attention to you, and you are in another She also performed extremely well in a small world, so I will entrust you with a dream."

"Unexpectedly, you are even more outstanding than I imagined. In just over a thousand years, you have already cultivated into a golden immortal. In my Zhenwu Temple, no one can match you in terms of talent and potential."

Hearing this, Mo Li suddenly realized that he had a dream before, and he really dreamed that Zhang Sanfeng was sitting on the throne, aloof and majestic, just like a heavenly emperor. Unexpectedly, it was the heavenly emperor, and it was the great supernatural being in front of him. Give yourself a dream!
"So, His Majesty came to look for me, did he want to re-accept me?" Mo Li asked.

"Why do you need to start again, you are my disciple and grandson."

Emperor Zhenwu said: "Li'er, let's go back to the Zhenwu Temple. With your talent, if you devote yourself to cultivation, you will be able to break through the Taiyi Golden Immortal in a short time, and the Daluo Golden Immortal may not be hopeless in the future."

Based on his morality, it is not difficult to see that Li Li's current cultivation base has gone a long way in the Golden Immortal Realm, and it is only a short distance away from condensing the five qi in his chest.

And once the five qi in his chest are condensed, he can immediately achieve the Taiyi Jin Immortal Dao Fruit. There are not many gods and demons of this level, even in his Zhenwu Temple, not to mention that he, a good disciple, has the power of the real fire of the sun. Great supernatural body protection, invincible among the same rank!

It's just a thought of reincarnation in the lower world, feeling the world of mortals, and you can receive a grandson of the Taiyi Golden Immortal. Emperor Zhenwu is naturally very satisfied.

"Master, is it really impossible to come back to life?" Li Li still had a glimmer of hope.

Emperor Zhenwu knew that the master Mo Li was talking about was not him, so he patiently explained: "He has returned to the original body, that is, I have differentiated another thought, reincarnation, experience in the lower world, different experiences, different growth, In the end, it won’t be that Zhang Sanfeng anymore.”

"I understand."

Mo Li nodded, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Emperor Zhenwu.

"You are..."

"The junior has received His Majesty's life-saving grace, and he has nothing to repay. He can only express his heart. If there is an opportunity in the future, he will repay it."

Emperor Zhenwu's expression turned ugly, and he said, "Don't you want to call me Master?"

Mo Li lowered his head, his voice was calm, without any fluctuation: "Since the master cannot be resurrected, then Li Li will never have a master again."

Zhang Sanfeng is very special to him, and no one can replace him.

Although the one in front of him is Emperor Zhenwu, what does it have to do with Li Li?
Emperor Zhenwu stood on the spot, looked at Mo Li who was kneeling down, sighed deeply, and said, "Okay, I know you won't be able to accept it for a while, if you figure it out, welcome to the Zhenwu Temple to find me at any time."

After that, he took a step forward, and his figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only a long sigh in the air.

Li Li knelt there, motionless, for a long time, raised his head, his face was already wet with tears.

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