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

Chapter 414 You are the door to eternal life!
The majestic Qi of the Holy Light Emperor continued to decline, and his body melted like a candle.

After his Heart of Holy Light was captured by Yang Xuanzhen, he also lost contact.

"Great light technique, restore the immortal body!"

The Holy Light Emperor shouted loudly, and a bright chaotic brilliance emerged around him, surrounded by infinite vitality. He wanted to expel the methods used by Yang Xuanzhen on him and prevent his body from melting.

But no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

His body was still melting.

"How is this possible? Is he a Xuanxian?" The eyes of the Holy Light Emperor were full of disbelief.

Yang Xuanzhen did not use any magical power, he just said the word "annihilation" lightly, as if the master of fate had turned the gear of the ant's destiny, causing the ant's fate to change from prosperity to decline, and his life would be in vain.

He, the Holy Light Emperor, is a god, a powerful man who stands at the pinnacle of the world, not an ant crawling on the ground.

The energy that the gods inadvertently reveal will cause the universe to crack and the endless sea of ​​stars to shatter.

Immortals are synonymous with invincibility in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Even if he is defeated, it is absolutely impossible for him to be like the Holy Light Emperor now, unable to resist under Yang Xuanzhen's mere words.

The Holy Light Emperor simply couldn't understand this weird thing.

Unless Yang Xuan is really above the gods, his name is only heard but no trace of him is seen.

But many immortals can only claim to be self-cultivation, otherwise they will destroy everything in the world, let alone the mysterious immortals above.

Xuanxian cannot exert much power at all.

"How could this be?"

"Isn't the Holy Light Emperor invincible?"

The sudden appearance of the Heart of Holy Light in the hands of Yang Xuanzhen had already froze the enthusiastic expressions of many experts in the Holy Light Empire such as Sheng Wangcheng, Sheng Hongluo, Sheng Tiangang, etc.

At this moment, the mutation reappeared, and such a shocking scene occurred. Everyone felt even more cold and shuddering.

"Hiss... The master's cultivation level is really unbelievable. I'm afraid he has already attained Daluo Jinxian, right?"

"Tsk... How can a mere Great Luo Jinxian be compared with the Supreme Master? In my opinion, even the Immortal Kings in the Immortal World are far behind in front of the Supreme Master."

"Yes. And I very much suspect that we may all be mistaken. In fact, the Supreme Leader is not the reincarnation of the Immortal King of Creation? But the reincarnation of the Gate of Eternal Life."

"You are right, eldest brother is the door to eternal life!"

The people of Taiyi Sect were also very surprised, and in a moment they were very happy. They all cheered and sighed for Yang Xuanzhen's strength.

Wu Mingkong even bluntly said that Yang Xuanzhen was the reincarnation of the Gate of Eternal Life. Fang Han on the side felt that this statement made sense and kept nodding.

"Is Senior Brother Yang really the reincarnation of the Gate of Eternal Life?" Fang Qingxue looked confused.

How come she doesn't know.

Outside the tide of time and space, Qiu'er murmured: "Mysterious and mysterious, the gate of all mysteries. Although he is only in the realm of creation, he has the power of a mysterious immortal. But why is he not affected by the laws of the fairy world? Could it be that he can resist the rules of the fairy world? "

In addition to being shocked by how powerful Yang Xuan was, she also developed a strong curiosity about him.

Such a freak, how did the lower world come into being?
If he went to the fairy world, what kind of waves would it cause?
I'm afraid Tianjun will be moved and frightened by it, right?

"If I recruit him into my immortal world, Taishang Jiuqingtian..."

Qiu'er had a bold idea in her mind, completely forgetting that she came to ask Yang Xuanzhen for guilt.

This thought became more and more intense.

Her breathing quickened slightly.

She suddenly realized why the master had to let her go to the lower world in person.

"I knew it would be like this."

After Zu Qingting was shocked by Yang Xuanzhen's magic, he quickly came to his senses like everyone else in the Taiyi Sect.

Because when he attacked the Tianya Sect last time, Yang Xuanzhen showed a similar method, making the four patriarchs not be guided by the rules of the immortal world, using all the cultivation skills of the gods to kill the five patriarchs of the Tianya Sect.

Everyone's various reactions only lasted for a short moment.

In the field, only a dim skeleton of the Holy Light Emperor was left.

He is not dead yet.

"What is your cultivation level?"

The Holy Light Emperor did not struggle anymore, nor did he beg for mercy, nor did he roar angrily because of his imminent death, and asked the last question in his life.

Although he has lost all flesh and blood, his bones still stand proudly, the sacred crown on his head has not tilted even half an inch, and the dim divine light still shines in his empty eye sockets.

He looked directly at Yang Xuanzhen above him, as if he wanted to imprint his figure into his soul.

A figure like the Holy Light Emperor has gone through so many hardships and hardships in his life, and so many years of tempering, that he has long been beyond the reach of ordinary people.

He can be shocked, he can fail, he can bleed, he can be in pain, he can be depressed, he can despair, he can die, but he can never give in.

Yang Xuanzhen did not answer his question.

"Emperor!"

Many people in the Holy Light Empire cried out in grief.

How sad is it that a great emperor of a generation, who dominates the world and has no disadvantages, should be killed by Yang Xuanzhen like a child's play?

"I swear to live and die with the emperor!"

Someone looked up to the sky and screamed, shaking the world, soaring into the sky, and striking Yang Xuanzhen with unparalleled magic, but his body exploded, turning into a rain of blood and splashing into the sky.

The blood rain is as majestic as the Milky Way pouring into the sky, boiling the boundless tide of time and space, and seeping out of the outside world, dyeing thousands of suns and moons blood red, and the light falling on it falls on the black and yellow world, making billions The mountains and rivers turned into blood, as if they were seeing off the Holy Light Emperor.

"We were wrong. We never dare to be enemies with the Taiyi Sect again. Please forgive me and go to the Emperor once."

"Emperor Taixuan, our Holy Light Empire is willing to surrender to Taiyi Sect!"

Many people in the Holy Light Empire looked sad and shed tears of blood.

Bang bang bang!
There were also people kneeling in the void, kowtowing step by step, hoping that Yang Xuanzhen could save the life of the Holy Light Emperor.

Their Holy Light Empire cannot lose the Holy Light Emperor.

It's a pity that Yang Xuanzhen didn't even look at them from beginning to end and remained unmoved.

"It's all in vain after all..."

The Holy Light Emperor let out a sigh, and all his bones melted, turning into a pool of life essence, and flew towards Yang Xuanzhen together with the sacred crown.

"The Emperor is dead."

"Our Holy Light Empire is finished."

The masters of the Holy Light Empire witnessed the Holy Light Emperor disappearing between heaven and earth with their own eyes, and they all looked miserable and desperate.

It has been millions of years since the ancient Holy Emperor unified the world and established the Holy Light Empire.

Since the Holy Light Emperor succeeded to the throne, the empire has prospered like a raging fire, with strong men emerging one after another, standing at the top of the three thousand worlds.

Now Yang Xuanzhen caused the fall of the Holy Light Emperor with just a few clicks of his fingers.

Their faith collapsed.

Even in the near future, the entire Holy Light Empire will be destroyed by the army of Taiyi Sect.

They find it difficult to accept this cruel reality.

Many people feel regretful. If they could start their lives over again, they would swear that they would never offend Taiyi Sect again.

"No, that's not true..."

"I want to escape back to the Holy Light World and ask the royal ancestors to come out and avenge the emperor!"

Sheng Tiangang, Sheng Hongluo, Sheng Wangcheng and others rushed out of the tide of time and space like crazy.

"You've offended my Taiyimen and you still want to escape?"

"Everyone in the Holy Light Empire must die!"

Taihuangtian, Taihuntian... the people of Taiyi Sect, how could they miss this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog? They all used their magical powers and activated their magic weapons, like wolves and tigers, to bombard the fugitives indiscriminately.

"Die, it will become my qualifications for promotion to the True Immortal!"

Fang Han didn't even let go of those who were paralyzed on the ground with despair, killing them indiscriminately, and used the Great Devouring Technique to suck out their vitality and the laws of immortality.

The masters of the Holy Light Empire were too valuable and had great appeal to Fang Han. Now that he has reached the virtual immortal realm, if he absorbs several more true immortals and heavenly immortals, he can be promoted to the true immortal realm.

His eight pagodas can also be enhanced. Although he cannot become an immortal weapon in one fell swoop, he can still reach the pinnacle of a top-grade Taoist weapon.

Once he reaches the realm of true immortals, the eight pagodas will go one step further, and even immortal masters may not be able to defeat him.

"kill!"

The Human Emperor's Pen and the Blood-clothed Human Artifact Spirit were as ferocious as Fang Han, absorbing the masters of the Holy Light Empire.

The two of them are magic weapons. As long as they have enough resources and laws, their power can increase very quickly.

"Ah, ah..."

Under the joint pursuit of all Taiyi Sect masters, screams and wails echoed endlessly in the tide of time and space.

Yang Xuanzhen was not idle either, his eyes penetrated the endless tide of time and space, looking towards a large hall inside the Tianwu Treasury.

This hall is in the color of ancient bronze, and the shadows of many gods of war are carved on all sides of the hall walls.

Each war god exudes a tyrannical aura. Some practice various moves, showing extremely powerful martial arts secrets. Some beat huge war drums to make people's blood boil. Some ride dragon horses and wield various weapons. The weapon, like a torrent of martial arts, swallows thousands of miles and kills the army of gods descending from the sky.

Yang Xuanzhen could see that these war gods were formed by the war energy of Panwu Immortal Lord back then, and were sealed in the world on the palace wall. Once someone breaks into this hall, the war gods on the palace wall will rush out, such as In those days, the protoss were usually killed by intruders.

This is the Desolate Temple, the center of the Tianwu Treasury.

At this moment, Hua Tiandu, the thin Buddhist monk, Jixiang Changkong Buddha, and Meng Shaobai and his son were in the desolate temple.

The God of War on the wall of the palace could do nothing to them.

However, the Tianwu Treasury has been completely controlled by Hua Tiandu using Panwu True Blood.

"Haha! All the treasures in Tianwu's Treasury finally fell into my hands! Hahaha!"

Hua Tiandu stood at the top of the steps of the Desolate Temple, holding a huge bronze mirror in his hand, looking up to the sky and roaring with high spirits.

His big bald head is particularly conspicuous under the reflection of the bronze mirror, like a small sun, shining with bronze brilliance, as if it were made of bronze and is indestructible.

That bronze mirror is the Ancestral Witch Mirror, and inside it is sealed the largest treasure in the Tianwu Treasury, the Key of the Wild God.

The Key of the Wild God is a top-quality Taoist weapon refined by Panwu Immortal Master from a branch of the World Tree and mixed with the soul essence of the infinite gods.

There is only one step left before the Aragami Key can transform into an immortal weapon, but it already possesses the power of an immortal weapon.

Not only that, it also stores a large amount of pure Yang Qi, some Yuanshi Qi, as well as magic weapons, elixirs, talismans, puppets and other treasures.

Meng Shaobai stared straight at the Ancestral Witch Mirror in Hua Tiandu's hand, with a greedy and sinister look on his face: "Senior Brother Hua, you may not be able to eat the treasures in Tianwu's treasury. I would like to advise you, it's best to share it with my adoptive father. A cup of soup.”

Hua Tiandu's smile faded and he said in a cold voice: "Junior Brother Shaobai, are you threatening me?"

He burst out with a violent aura that could destroy countless galaxies, and he pressed hard on Meng Shaobai.

This Meng Shaobai is only in the cave realm, and his cultivation level is far different from that of an immortal. How dare a dog-like thing bark in front of him?
"My son is just telling the truth."

Beside Meng Shaobai, the tall Demon Saint snorted, and Hua Tiandu's oppressive momentum suddenly collapsed, and an even more powerful momentum counterattacked.

"Demon Saint Honghai, you passed."

The tall demon saint is a god, so Hua Tiandu will naturally be unable to resist and will suffer disaster. Fortunately, the Buddha of Accumulating Incense in the Sky is not a vegetarian. With a flick of his cassock, a large golden light emerges, protecting Hua Tiandu.

Honghai Demon Saint looked at each other with cold eyes: "Buddha of Accumulating Incense in the Sky, do you want to have a fight with me?"

Buddha Jixiang Changkong clasped his palms together and said: "The poor monk doesn't like fighting, but he also has the anger of Hades. As for whether I can give you a share of the treasures in the Tianwu Treasury, the poor monk needs to see it first."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm in front of Hua Tiandu, with the obvious intention of asking him to hand over the Ancestral Witch Mirror.

Hua Tiandu's eyes changed, and he returned to normal in an instant. He obediently handed the Ancestral Witch Mirror to the hands of Jixiang Changkong Buddha, and sneered secretly in his heart:
"Damn bald donkey, no matter how strong your magic power is, it will be in vain if you are not stronger than Panwu Immortal Lord. You will never be able to open the Ancestral Witch Mirror."

"Huh? Is this mirror stronger than an immortal weapon?" Jixiang Changkong Buddha's brows slightly condensed.

He used his spiritual consciousness to explore the ancestral witch mirror, but it was like mud flowing into the sea, without any reaction. He tried to open it using Buddhist techniques, but could not shake it at all.

"It should be the most important treasure in the world of witchcraft back then, the ancestral witch mirror. You can try it with witchcraft."

Demon Saint Hong Hai brought Meng Shaobai over and stared at the Ancestral Witch Mirror with burning eyes.

"Witchcraft?"

Jixiang Changkong Buddha's expression changed, and he wrote a big word "witch" with his fingers, and flew into the ancestral witch mirror.

Zu Wujing finally reacted.

A gray light appeared on the mirror, and there was a "click, click" sound inside the mirror. A huge key was looming in the gray light on the mirror.

This key is so big that ordinary people can hardly imagine it. It seems as if it has plunged from the lower world into the fairy world. It is unknown how many billions of miles long it is, swallowing up the huge vitality of the fairy world.

"Key to the Aragami!"

"The laws of Xuanxian and the Qi of the Origin are inside!"

The Buddha was overjoyed as the incense accumulated in the sky.

Honghai Demon Saint was also very excited, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he reached out his big hand and grabbed the Ancestral Witch Mirror, trying to take it by force.

But at this moment, the Ancestral Witch Mirror dimmed again, and the Key of the Wild God disappeared.

"what happened?"

The two gods were stunned.

Not willing to give in, they wrote another witch character, or used witchcraft magical powers to break into the ancestral witch mirror.

But no matter what they do, it's like a stone sinking into the sea.

Zu Wujing did not respond again.

Seeing this, Hua Tiandu curled his lips slightly and said secretly: "You two idiots will never know that only I, the owner of Panwu's true blood, can obtain the Key of the Desolate God inside, haha!"

He felt very happy.

He could even foresee that after he obtained the Key of the Wild God, he would use the resources inside to soar into the sky, become a Mysterious Immortal, kill the Incense Sky Buddha, beat up the Honghai Demon Saint, torture Fang Han, Yang Xuanzhen, Feng Baiyu, Meng Shaobai... Wonderful scene of waiting for someone.

Fang Qingxue, Linglong Immortal Lord, Jialan, Feng Yaoguang, Yan Shuiyi, Long Xuan, these women are not immune and will all be severely humiliated by him.

Wuji Xinggong, who wanted to take advantage of him last time but couldn't protect him, deserves to die and will pay a heavy price.

The Ten Immortal Sects, Seven Demonic Meridians, Human Emperor Bi, Ji Qianyuan, Ying Tianqing, etc. all must be buried with Fang Han and Yang Xuanzhen.

He wanted everyone in the Xuanhuang World to know that he, Hua Tiandu, was the real overlord of heaven and earth.

If you offend him, the consequences will be miserable.

The more Hua Tiandu thought about it, the more excited he became, and a ferocious smile appeared in his eyes.

Abrupt and sudden changes occurred.

Zu Wujing broke free from the palm of Jixiang Changkong Buddha.

It seemed as if there was an invisible big hand controlling it to rise and fly towards the outside of the Desolate Temple.

"what?"

Everyone was shocked and immediately chased outside the palace.

The Ancestral Witch Mirror flew very fast, passing through the formations and halls in the Tianwu Palace, and flew to the Hall of Cangsheng.

"What it is?"

"It's the Ancestral Witch Mirror, the most precious treasure in the world of witchcraft. Its power is no less than an immortal weapon!"

"Good baby!"

There are many masters in Cangsheng Hall, they are the Demon Slayer Alliance from the previous Wuliang Battle Stage.

These people are fighting in a melee, competing for the most precious seal of the common people.

As soon as they saw the Ancestral Witch Mirror flying towards them, many people's eyes lit up and they wanted to snatch it.

But the speed of the Ancestral Witch Mirror increased again, and it flew out of the Cangsheng Hall in a "swish", and took away the Cangsheng Seal that everyone was fighting for.

"Damn, chase!"

"Who are you pretending to be? My infinite world will definitely make you look good!"

Many masters were furious and rushed out of Cangsheng Palace.

(End of this chapter)