No one knows transmigration better than me!

The altar is completely silent, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

Yuxi hit the ground heavily and rolled to Fang Yuan's feet.

However, the old man never squinted.

The worshipers didn't dare to make a sound, Jie Tian's disciples were speechless, and the scene suddenly became weird.

The original tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared, replaced by overflowing panic and fear.

Who is this old man?
No one could identify him, but at least they all heard his warning.

He protected the woman who worshiped the God of Martial God Yu Qiao, which meant that he had the confidence to confront the hundreds of disciples present.

In fact, he does have such strength.

The disciples of Jietian who were arrogant and domineering in the past are now like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, and they dare not make any more movements.

Even the sword just now attracted the attention of the steward.

Around the altar, the stewards of the Holy Dynasty cast their eyes on Bing Ning's scene from a distance.

They tried to identify the old man's cultivation.

However.
But can't see the slightest Dao Yun.

"what"

"Didn't enter the Tao?"

"No, that sword just now is absolutely extraordinary power!"

"Even if he is not an immeasurably strong man, he must be on the list in the Hall of Valor, yes"

But Fang Yuan did not have any Dao realm aura on him.

Most of the stewards of the Holy Dynasty are half-step boundless. Although their talents are limited, and most of them have no boundless fate in this life, they are at least qualified to knock on the gate of the Hall of Valor.

Unlike the Man of Destiny, ordinary aspirants in the Star Realm can only step into the Hall of Valor to gain enlightenment when they are engraved with Dao marks or when they are inspired by the Tianmai.

In ordinary times, the Dao body can only retreat outside the temple.

With the grandeur of the Hall of Valor, it is naturally difficult for enlightened people outside the hall to meet each other.

At least the stewards of the Holy Dynasty were convinced that they had never seen Fang Yuan's face outside the Hall of Valor.

that is because
Is it because Fang Yuan is not in Dao Realm?
Impossible!

Then there is only one answer left.

Perhaps, Fang Yuan's strength is far beyond their imagination, he is an immeasurable strong man who can live in the Hall of Valor for a long time!
And the reason why they couldn't see through Fang Yuan's aura was because Fang Yuan's realm was far beyond theirs, and he was able to retract and release freely.

This group of Xiao Xiaoxiao is not qualified to force Fang Yuan to use the power at the level of the Dao Realm, and it is precisely because of this that Fang Yuan never revealed the Dao Yun.

But in fact, Fang Yuan did not enter Taoism.

But his strength is already comparable to immeasurable.

Even Ning Luo is not much worse.

The reason for this is only because the spiritual veins in his body have been reconstructed by Bai Chen and turned into the form of the Qixuan Taiyuan body.

Even Ning Luo used the Five-Party Transformation Mysterious Sutra to forge the Universe Profound Pill out of the Black Tide and White Dust!
This is the root of his strength.

Because even if it is Ning Luo, in the absence of treasure land to absorb Dao Yun and can only evolve by itself, the universe is still far away.

But Fang Yuan did it first, because of Kuroshio's ever-changing characteristics.

Fang Yuan's Universal Forbidden Technique has already been accomplished, but it lacks some background and polishing, so it is reasonable that his strength is approaching limitless.

Or to put it another way, Fang Yuan's room for improvement is running out.

He used the black tide and white dust to ascend to the sky in one step, but after breaking through boundless realms, he thought it was his limit.

In the inn not far away, Ning Luo nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad!

Perhaps Fang Yuan's strength alone is not enough to change the situation in Wangxing Realm.

After all, the future battlefield will be a confrontation between black and white players, and has nothing to do with ordinary people.

But if it is possible to mass-produce infinite powerhouses, it will be possible for thousands of infinite powerhouses to set up lock formations together.
Then perhaps, they can also become a powerful force to dominate the situation.

With Taoist Ancestor and Wufang Huaxuan Sutra, this idea is undoubtedly feasible.

"but"

"I always feel somewhere."

"Well, if this works, then if I fill up my body with Kuroshio, isn't it also a way to speed pass?"

"As long as the body of the Kuroshio is destroyed after the Kuroshio is exterminated, no one will have to sacrifice for it."

"."

"I have a question."

Ning Luo immediately rejected the proposal.

The reason why the black tide and white dust of Wangxingjie is feasible is because Baichen has lost his vitality due to the restriction of Jietian Martial God and death energy.

It didn't want to be swallowed by death energy, so it had to submit.

But once the dead energy is expelled, or the Martial God Jie Tian can't suppress Bai Chen, the dead Kuroshio will be revived in an instant!
This kind of taboo power should never get involved, Ning Luo knew it all too well.

Relying on the Kuroshio is absolutely not advisable!
Ning Luo withdrew his thoughts, and looked back at the altar of the Ascension Ceremony.

The atmosphere on the altar eased a little.

Because Fang Yuan didn't continue to make a move, and even withdrew the too mysterious sword.

And the girl kneeling in front of the jade is still praying devoutly with her eyes closed, as if she doesn't care about Cai's killing, or even notice it at all.

The worshipers have regained the ability to move, but no one dared to get up.

Because they knew that the Jietian disciples around them were accumulating anger, and there was no way of life around the altar.

Ji Tian's disciples dare not do anything to Fang Yuan, this resentment will only be vented on them.

The atmosphere has eased, but the scene is still stagnant.

As for Jietian's disciples, although they didn't do anything, they had already secretly sent a message to the elders of the clan.

The so-called Jietian disciples are, after all, descendants of Taolidu fishermen.

Therefore, Jietian Disciple is not so much a sect as a family business.

It's just that after thousands of years, this family business has already been divided into dozens of branches, and the younger generations are no longer united.

But there is only one thing that can unite this group of descendants of fishermen who have been separated for a long time.

They must keep their status as disciples of Jietian!

No matter anyone, any force, if they want to deprive them of their name as Jietian disciples, then they are enemies of all of them!

The breath of a strong man gradually approached in the distance.

Ning Luo held his breath and disappeared, secretly observing the changes on the altar.

Watching the fire from the other side is not out of cowardice, but for another purpose.

Whether it can be done or not depends only on the performance of the two of them.

After a while, a figure enveloped in golden light descended from the sky.

Treasures from the ten directions coiled around his body, and all kinds of Dao Yun spread thousands of miles away. Even when he was walking, there seemed to be auspicious clouds under his feet.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this figure is undoubtedly a peerless powerhouse, perhaps even the top in the infinite realm.

But Ning Luo, who was in charge of the holy dynasty and who was hiding in the dark, could clearly see that he was nothing more than a sky-high.

Not even a half-step boundless.

As for those "special appearance effects", they all undoubtedly come from his divine attire.

Even the auspicious clouds flickering under the feet probably came from the pair of Taoist cloud treading shoes.

speak up.
Since these Dao artifacts all come from the predecessors, and the Daoists happen to have a long lifespan
Haven't these cloud-riding shoes been worn by people for thousands of years?

Ning Luo couldn't help admiring these Jietian disciples.

It turned out that in order to gain the right to speak in the holy city, they also sacrificed something important.

Dignity is sacrificed for the sake of dignity.

But it is not worthy of pity.

"The strength is about at the top of Mi Tian."

"The pair of cloud treading shoes can break through the spiritual accumulation under the feet, causing the magic and Taoism from the ground to collapse on its own."

"The weapons around him are all other weapons. Although he is quite proficient in manipulating them, he doesn't get along well with them."

"Be careful with the folding fan behind him. It is very likely that it is a Taoist weapon left by a strong man in the immeasurable realm. The entangled dao aggregate is inseparable from the divine way, and it may threaten the physical cultivation of the immeasurable realm."

"But you. As long as you take precautions properly, you should be fine."

The strange look in Ning Luo's Tong Ren disappeared in a flash, and the childish look soon returned to normal.

Fang Yuan heard Ning Luo's voice transmission, but did not reply.

His expression did not change from beginning to end.

To be honest, no boss would dislike such an employee. Fang Yuan is calm and not rigid in any situation. He really deserves his status as the chief housekeeper of the Ji family.

The only thing he lacked in the past was strength, but now this only shortcoming no longer exists.

"This seat, the disciple of Jietian Martial God, the Taoist name Qingtian Martial God!"

The visitor raised his head slightly and announced indifferently.

Qingtian Martial God?

What a big breath!
Not even a Boundless Realm, he has the face to call himself a Martial God
This kind of courage made Ning Luo feel ashamed.

He even wanted to know, had this disciple who claimed to be the God of War God ever stepped into the Hall of Valor and carved marks on it?
This guy didn't even know that the consciousness of the Martial God Jietian is still hidden in the Hall of Valor, watching this land.

So when he is so disrespectful, I am afraid that no matter how hard he tries, he will never be able to enter the Tao.

Ning Luo did not transmit sound.

But Fang Yuan already knew what he should do.

Valkyrie
Fang Yuan believed in Ning Luo's judgment, so this name could not scare him at all.

Anyway, he is just a housekeeper. He has never been qualified to see whether a warrior is a warrior or not, and he can't tell the difference at all.

As for the Dao Yun overflowing around the body of this Qingtian Martial God, Fang Yuan couldn't feel it at all. After all, his current body has long since broken away from the human category.

"Your Majesty said that I want to show the power of the Taoist sect with my own strength."

"I want me to convince all the officials of the Holy Dynasty, and believe in Miss Jietian's orthodox identity."

"That"

"Then this self-proclaimed Martial God idiot is supposed to be the most suitable sacrifice to establish the reputation of Daozong."

In other words, he was damned!
Fang Yuan slowly raised his head, his words were cold and ruthless: "An old slave, just protecting the young lady."

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense and tense again!
老奴
Is it pretend?
Impossible!

How could a strong man with such astonishing strength call himself an old slave in front of outsiders?

So humble, unless forced to be helpless.
But it was obvious that Fang Yuan's aura did not fluctuate, so his words undoubtedly came from his heart.

It is unheard of for an immeasurable strong man to call himself an old slave!

At this time, Ji Lan Jietian's identity as a disciple was already five points credible.

At least in the eyes of outsiders, the structure of the old and young duo is obviously more like the inheritance of Jietian Martial God than this gang of idle villains.

Qingtian Martial God was momentarily speechless.

But he knew that the disciples of Juetian were able to survive till now, not relying on lip service, but the accumulation of their ancestors during the period of gangrene and chaos.

The dust whisk coiled around him trembled slightly.

"Ok?"

Qingtian Martial God raised his eyebrows, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Unaware of Dao Yun at all?

Shouldn't.

Fuchen is a half-step boundless Taoist weapon, even a powerful person in the boundless realm cannot escape its perception.

Could it be that Fang Yuan looked down on him, so he didn't intend to use Taoism at all?

Ah!
It doesn't matter what the truth is.

Regardless of whether Fang Yuan is proud of his talent, or really has not reached the Dao Realm at all, this is his best time to make a move!

If Fang Yuan was relying on some kind of powerful Taoist weapon, then there was absolutely no possibility of him missing as a disciple.

And if Fang Yuan is pretending
Then he is looking for his own death!

A murderous intent flashed in Qingtian Martial God's eyes!
He didn't even open his mouth to respond to Fang Yuan, and immediately attacked him violently!
The inner spirit gathers, and the Taoism disperses!
More than a dozen Taoist artifacts erupted with shocking power in an instant, hiding the figure of Qingtian Martial God in it!
The worshipers fell down one after another with their heads in their arms, and the disciples around the altar did not praise the strength of Qingtian Martial God, but immediately closed their eyes and bowed their heads knowingly.

In the distance, Ning Luo's childish expression changed, and he smiled slightly: "It's really a thief."

This prestige can be regarded as an unavoidable blindfold.

Therefore, the Dao Yun, which conflicts with the Taoist artifacts, forcibly stimulates the power hidden in those Taoist artifacts!
Or it can be understood as a hedge of magnets of the same polarity.

Although this Daowei looks amazing, it is actually not goal-oriented, nor does it have any dangerous lethality.

The only effect is to confuse the surrounding spirits and Dao Yun, forcing Fang Yuan to close his eyes and hold his breath, making it difficult to mobilize the magic defense in a short time.

And just when Fang Yuan was distracted,
Then Qingtian Martial God can truly kill Fang Yuan and instantly take away Fang Yuan's life!

The Dao weapon spear is wrapped with abundant Dao Yun, and the Martial God Qingtian has been waiting for this moment for a long time!
That is, their lineage has been passed down for hundreds of generations, and the Taoist artifacts that have been sacrificed for thousands of years can even be stored in his own body.

Therefore, even Ning Luo hadn't noticed it in advance.

But Ning Luo didn't panic, because the outcome had already been decided.

Fang Yuan closed his eyes, and the gap was so great that he couldn't use any spells, but he was still able to call out Bai Chen from the Xuan Yu of the Universe.

but.
There is no need for this.

Fang Yuan flicked his wrist, this time what fell into his palm was not the illusory sword, but a long sword with a pitch-black spiritual weapon.

That is, Ning Luo's sword.

All the powerhouses in the holy city of Zhongdu are paying attention to the battle on the altar.

When they saw Fang Yuan being swallowed by Daowei, and sensed the Taoist spear ready to go,
To tell the truth, I have been using reading books to catch up and change, change sources, and read aloud with many timbres.
Most of them thought that Fang Yuan was about to be framed by Qingtian Martial God's conspiracy.

However, the ending did not go as they expected.

Amidst the eye-catching majesty of the Dao Artifact, suddenly there was a whisper containing killing intent.

"break!"

hum-

The spiritual energy collapsed, and Dao Yun exploded!
The majesty of the Taoist artifact dissipated in an instant, replaced by a blooming blood flower.

That is the blood of the God of War.

Heads rolled down and blood bloomed.

Although Qingtian Martial God has great momentum, his ending seems to be no different from that of the previous Jietian disciple.

And Fang Yuan was the same as before, without any expression on his face.

The only thing that changes is the sword in the hand, that's all.

But at this moment, Ji Lan, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Fang, that's enough."

"This is the portrait of the Taoist ancestor, no more murders are allowed here."

"otherwise."

"After going back, Master will blame you."