Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Yang Xuanzhen brought Fang Han and others to a world full of squirming flesh and blood.

"In the name of fate, clear up the confusion!"

After Yang Xuanzhen told Fang Han the effect of chaotic flesh and blood, Fang Han was overjoyed and immediately burned his longevity energy and performed the Little Fate Technique, with streaks of light radiating out from his whole body.

These fine lights turned into circles of halo, spreading in all directions with Fang Han as the center, causing ripples and ripples to ripple everywhere in the air.

At this moment, Fang Han seemed to have transformed into a Buddha, a holy devil, and a divine being.

As he moves, his body emits light, illuminating the entire chaotic world of flesh and blood.

As soon as these chaotic flesh and blood came into contact with the light of fate, they all stopped squirming and turned into streaks of blood flying over, penetrating into the aura on Fang Han's body, and soon entering his soul and body. middle.

Fang Han felt warm currents flowing in his body, rushing to his limbs and bones, strengthening his essence, energy, and spirit.

Suddenly, the lifespan he had lost by using the Little Fate Technique not only made up for it, but also increased at an alarming rate.

It even broke the limit and reached the terrifying level of 64,000 years.

This is five times the longevity of a strong person in the Wanshou Realm.

Even the peak existence of immortality cannot have a life span of 64,000 years.

Fang Han's magic power was also rising steadily, directly reaching the power of two and a half billion black and yellow horses, and also breaking the limit of immortality.

With such powerful magic, it is easy to cut off rivers, move mountains, destroy countries, change large land masses, and explode small stars.

What's even more terrifying is that as Fang Han continues to refine the essence of chaotic flesh and blood, the mana and longevity in his body are still growing endlessly.

I believe that it won't be long before his mana can reach three billion, four billion, or even tens of billions of horses, and he will be promoted to the realm of immortality.

Fang Han was so excited that he came to Yang Xuanzhen, bowed and said gratefully: "Brother, you didn't absorb the essence of flesh and blood yourself to practice? Instead, you gave it to me. You are so good to me. How should I repay you as my parents again?" That’s great!”

He completely forgot that the blood-clothed man was the master of Chaos Yuan Fei, and only remembered Yang Xuanzhen's kindness to him.

If the man in blood clothes knew about this, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.

"Why do we brothers need to say thank you?"

Yang Xuanzhen helped Fang Han up and smiled carelessly, appearing calm and relaxed.

"Okay, third brother, fourth brother, Qing'er, I still have something to do, so you can practice here."

He told the three of them and flew away from the area.

Next, Fang Han did not forget about his brother, and used small fate techniques one after another to expel the chaotic will from the surrounding large areas of flesh and blood essence, and then let Ji Qianyuan, Ying Tianqing, and Yan absorb and refine it.

The three of them had long been so excited that they were unwilling to miss such an opportunity. They quickly used their magic power and frantically absorbed the flesh and blood essence of this place.

Since then, the four people have continued to improve their strength.

A million miles away from four people.

Yang Xuanzhen sat cross-legged in the air alone, using the vast magic power of the nine million ancient giant elephants in his body to the limit, and practicing non-stop.

The shadow of the ancient paradise above his head was looming like a mirage.

The holy light from above splashed on his body, making the flesh and blood all over his body look crystal clear, and there was an immeasurable mystery that was unfathomable by ghosts and gods.

His blood is condensing and condensing.

He is comprehending the ancient heaven, and wants to condense his blood to the extreme to extract the blood of God.

After practicing the Divine Elephant's Prison Suppressing Strength until now, the Fist of Heaven has evolved into the prototype of the Hand of God.

Although this move is very powerful, it can easily kill a junior virtual immortal like Chi Yuhan without any effort.

Compared with the thin monk, the short-haired young man in blue, and the middle-aged man with vertical eyes, these powerful virtual immortals pale in comparison.

Because his Hand of God is still in its infancy and has not yet gained its true meaning and turned into the real Hand of God.

To truly begin to exert the power of the Hand of God, one must communicate with the ancient heaven, use the power of heaven to combine with oneself, gradually purify the blood, and refine the blood of God in the blood.

If Yang Xuanzhen can condense the blood of God, then the power of God's Hand will reach a new level.

At that time, it will not be difficult to directly kill the three virtual immortals.

An hour.

Two hours…

Time passes little by little.

The shadow of the ancient heaven above Yang Xuanzhen's head seemed to be clearer than before.

Not only that, but there was also a breath of dominion over the heavens, born from the depths of his heart.

This is the breath of God.

What God is, is Lord.

If the aura of the Lord condenses to the extreme and changes from mist to liquid, the blood of God will be produced, and his combat power will also be greatly increased.

But no matter how much Yang Xuanzhen practiced, he could not produce more aura of dominion in his body to the extent that he could condense the blood of God.

"It seems that I can only reach that point when I advance to the realm of immortality."

Yang Xuanzhen sighed.

He knows that this bottleneck is difficult to overcome, and it will take time and resources.

He was not without gains, at least he had taken the first step.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, come to Wuji World."

A thought came from a jade talisman on Yang Xuanzhen's body, which was the voice of Linglong Immortal.

"Linglong Immortal Lord, Chiyuan Demon Lord, Heart Demon Old Man, Chiren King... they have begun to attack Wuji Star Palace!"

Yang Xuanzhen stopped practicing and stood up.

He looked uplifted and felt that the pure Yang sea in the Wuji Star Palace was waving to him.

Promotion is in sight!

He looked in one direction, where the Human Emperor's Bi was still telling the man in blood about the mystery of the realm of oneness between heaven and earth.

The man in blood was fascinated by what he heard.

In the other direction, Fang Han and others are still absorbing the essence of chaotic flesh and blood, and they won't be able to stop for a while.

Fang Han fell into deep cultivation and seemed to be about to break through.

"I went to the infinite world."

Yang Xuanzhen left a message to the six people, who had already left the Chaos Yuan Fei.

"Tai Xuantian, you are finally willing to give up!"

"Hurry up and hand over the Human Emperor's Pen, the Earth Emperor's Script, and the secrets about you and the Chaotic Continent. If not, I will kill you here today, and I will kill every member of your Taiyi Sect to no avail. !”

"Almsgiver Yang, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you can always turn around. As long as you obediently follow the poor monk back to the Buddhist world and take refuge in my Buddha, the poor monk will not only save your life as a dog, but also teach you the supreme Mahayana Buddhism."

Yang Xuanzhen had just arrived in the foggy area when he heard three piercing sounds.

A thin monk, a short-haired young man in blue, and a middle-aged man with vertical eyes surrounded him from a distance in a triangle formation.

The mana surged around the three of them, causing big stars in the sky to fall.

They looked at Yang Xuanzhen as if they were looking at a dying person.

These three people are all famous virtual immortals in the heavens, and their magic power is much stronger than him.

Yang Xuanzhen was no match for anyone in a one-on-one situation. With three people joining forces, he didn't dare to underestimate them.

But there was no fear in his eyes.

"You three bastards have gone too far to bully others. I will fight you to the bitter end right now!"

Yang Xuanzhen stood in the mist, his feet moving in all directions, and his roar shook the ages.

Above his head appeared an elephant-headed soul with the color of glass and blazing pure fire.

The God Elephant Yuanshen grabbed an ancient war spear with his big hand in the air, on which appeared the illusions of Bliss, Yama, Shura, Naga, Wujian, Mudplough, Abi... various hell planes. Chi la!

The spear in the hand of the god Elephant Yuanshen is like a lightning bolt shot through the clouds, attacking fiercely and majesticly, piercing the void and pointing directly at the short-haired young man in blue.

Just like a god of the underworld walking around the world, harvesting life, blooming with terrifying dusk light, just like the last glory of life.

At this moment, the short-haired young man in blue seemed to see the dusk sun, which was infinitely beautiful.

But an ancient god of the underworld suddenly appeared and threw the spear in his hand towards the scorching dusk sun.

This spear contains the anger of Hades and endless killing intent. Wherever it goes, the heaven and earth will collapse, destroying everything, and it is extremely terrifying.

At the same time, the phantom of the ancient heaven appeared above Yang Xuanzhen's head. He clenched a fist with one hand, and the endless holy light burst out, containing the mighty will of domination. He struck the middle-aged man with vertical eyes with a heavenly fist that was enough to open up the world and recreate reincarnation.

His other hand suddenly reached out and turned into a giant palm that covered the sky and the sun. The five fingers were like pillars supporting the sky, as pure as glass, without any flaws, as if they were made of the most noble material, carrying the world with them. The most terrifying force in the world grabbed hold of the thin monk from the vast fog.

Yang Xuanzhen actually used the three most powerful magical powers: Spear of Hades, Fist of Heaven, and Hand of God at the same time, brazenly launching an offensive against the three virtual immortals.

"A bloody battle to the end? Do ants also want to shake the sky?"

The short-haired young man in blue sneered disdainfully. He raised his hand, and the void collapsed. A huge tree stretched across the sky and the earth. Countless mysterious curse seals appeared on it, like the inscriptions of the avenue flowing, and it hit the Spear of Hades fiercely.

"Tai Xuantian, how brave are you to attack me first? I think you don't even know how to write the word "death"!

The middle-aged man with vertical eyes looked indifferent, and his body stood in the void, like a Dragon Emperor dominating the Nine Provinces.

The vertical eyes between his brows suddenly opened, and a shocking divine light shot out from the vertical eyes, like a river of stars falling from the sky, illuminating the universe, and rolled towards Yang Xuanzhen.

This is a kind of golden eye technique of the dragon clan. It was born from the bloodline at first. After a long period of practice, it has terrifying divine power, which can overwhelm all spirits and obliterate the avenue.

"Donor Yang, there is no cure for you."

There was a touch of sarcasm on the face of the thin monk, and an ancient mirror slowly rose above his head. Circles of Zen light appeared on the mirror, and a huge Buddha sitting cross-legged and closed, full of Zen thoughts.

Swish!

The Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, as if angry, his face turned dark, he stretched out his right hand and made a finger gesture, and flicked it towards Yang Xuanzhen.

An aura that was vast and boundless and contained infinite demonic intent, burying everything, filled the air and enveloped Yang Xuanzhen.

This move is called Flower Burial Finger, it is very sinister and is based on destroying all beautiful things.

Burial is burial, using the most cruel and painful method to cause death.

Flowers are one of the most beautiful things in the world.

Burying flowers means burying all beautiful things.

It can even bury the heavens!

In an instant, the three terrifying powerful men attacked Yang Xuanzhen together.

boom!

Yang Xuanzhen's Divine Elephant Yuanshen, Heavenly Divine Fist, and Hand of God prototype all collapsed and disintegrated as soon as they came into contact with the offensives of the three masters.

His whole body was smashed to pieces.

"You're going to die now?"

The short-haired young man in blue was startled.

Although his blow just now was powerful, he did not intend to kill Yang Xuanzhen directly, but to seriously injure him.

"He's not dead at all!"

The middle-aged man with vertical eyes felt something was wrong, and the golden pupils between his eyebrows suddenly glanced at the sky above his head.

I saw another Yang Xuanzhen appearing above.

Yang Xuanzhen tore it apart with his big hand, and a space-time wormhole was created. With the angel wings behind his back fluttering, he jumped into the wormhole and began to travel through the void.

boom!

As an explosion came from inside, the space-time wormhole was annihilated into nothingness.

It turned out that Yang Xuanzhen knew that he was no match for these three people. When he escaped from the chaotic Yuan Fei, he used a thousand years of cultivation to condense an external incarnation as a cover to attract the firepower of the three people.

His true self took the opportunity to create a space-time wormhole and escape quickly, without giving the three people a chance to surround him.

"He must have gone to the Wuji World, chase him! No matter what the cost, we must kill him completely. Otherwise, if he doesn't die after beating the snake, he will suffer the consequences!"

The short-haired young man in blue was so angry that he stomped his feet, and the stars in the universe began to condense and seemed to turn into dust.

And he is a giant in the endless dust. With one step, he is so close to the end of the world.

"Damn it!"

The middle-aged man with vertical eyes cursed and chased after him.

The thin monk stood there, his eyes dim and unclear, as if he was thinking about something.

Whoosh!

After a while, the thin monk tore a crack in space and disappeared between heaven and earth.

…………

Yang Xuanzhen emerged from the space-time wormhole and appeared hundreds of millions of miles above the infinite world.

He didn't care too much about the pursuit of the three masters in a short period of time.

No matter how powerful those three people were, they couldn't catch up with his angel wings.

He used the Eye of Dominance fully and looked at the golden section point on the central axis of the infinite world.

As soon as his vision opened, Yang Xuanzhen saw that the billions of layers of parallel space at the golden section were filled with mana.

Waves of terrifying aura are raging everywhere, mixed with dense starlight, shuttled back and forth, criss-crossing, and each one is powerful enough to destroy big stars and subvert the galaxy.

Yang Xuanzhen also saw a powerful demonic energy, flashing with five-color brilliance that shook the world. It was someone using the five emperors' magical powers.

Among the five-color brilliance, there is also a five-planet star tens of billions of miles away running rampant.

Wherever the stars hit, they begin to collapse. No strong person can be their enemy.

This five-star star is the place where Yang Xuanzhen once visited, and it has been refined into a top-quality Taoist weapon by Demon Lord Chiyuan.

But soon, a mighty galaxy composed of starlight rushed forward and resisted Demon Lord Chiyuan.

The two fight in parallel time and space.

Yang Xuanzhen also saw the inner demon old man.

This person turned into countless demonic figures.

There are heavenly demons, earthly demons, ghost demons, yin demons, succubus demons, yang demons... you name it.

These demonic shadows are neither real nor illusory, but disappear and move according to the heart. They are the most mysterious inner demons in the world.

Wherever the inner demons are, everything is silent.

The masters of Wuji Star Palace fell one after another, and the worlds were destroyed one after another.

Yang Xuanzhen also saw eight evil spirits penetrating the heaven and earth.

Every demonic aura contains an unparalleled aura that will rival the Heavenly Ones.

Those are the eight demon saints of the demon clan.

Xu Xian Chi Zecheng and many of the Supreme Elders of the Eternal Demon Palace are also fighting with the Supreme Elders of the Wuji Star Palace.

But Yang Xuanzhen did not see Linglong Immortal Lord, Chiren King, or even the people of the Whirlpool World.

"When I gain eternal life, all sentient beings in the billions of worlds will enter the fairyland. Time will be like water, and the dead will be like this!"

"When I gain eternal life, all the heavens and all the sentient beings in the tens of billions of motes of dust will be infinitely at ease when they recite my name!"

"When I gain eternal life, all living beings in all time and space, in the past and in the future, and all kinds of stars shattered into dust, who chant my name in their hearts, will gain eternal life..."

"When I have eternal life..."

"When I have eternal life..."

Suddenly, loud sounds came from the depths of time and space, like the resonance of immortals and gods.

No matter how far the distance is, it cannot stop the spread of this sound.

(End of this chapter)