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

Just before Yang Xuanzhen took action, hundreds of people were standing in an unknown Hongmeng space.

These people are all extremely powerful, and most of them are supreme elders in the realm of Taiyi Sect’s Saint Immortals.

There are even more than a dozen living fossils up to the Immortal Emperor level, such as the Disaster Emperor who is in charge of teaching, the former and Yang Xuanzhen respectively, the Xian Emperor of the Revolving Yuhua Sect, and the other Five Disaster Sons.

Except for those who are practicing in seclusion, or traveling, or have important matters, or have not been summoned for some reason, the top decision-makers of Taiyi Sect have basically gathered here.

If these characters are destroyed, Taiyi Sect will basically exist in name only.

At this time, a middle-aged man turned to look at the Xian Emperor and said suspiciously: "You said that Yang Xuanzhen is even more terrifying than the legendary Immortal King. How could there be such a person in the world? Are you trying to trick me? Bar?"

The middle-aged man who spoke was short in stature, but he contained a natural will to fight. His seemingly random movements would make thousands of states tremble.

He is the "war king".

As soon as the War Emperor spoke, everyone in the room looked at the Xian Emperor with searching eyes.

The wise emperor didn't take it seriously, and the old god replied: "I never lie to others."

The girl-like little face of Emperor Rou was full of dissatisfaction. She gave Emperor Xian a hard look and hummed: "Second senior brother, you made Yang Xuanzhen so magical that he would surpass the master in the future. But I will ask you the specific reason later. , you kept silent again, do you want to piss me off?"

As soon as she spoke, the Disaster Emperor, the Third Disaster Emperor, the Silver Emperor, the Fourth Arrogant Emperor... and other emperors and saints also looked at the Xian Emperor with a hint of dissatisfaction.

As soon as the wise emperor returned to the sect, he summoned them to gather here.

Then he said some miraculous words to them, saying how terrifying Yang Xuanzhen was, even more powerful than the Immortal King.

And he also said that Yang Xuanzhen would definitely shock them so much that they would jump and become incoherent...

They were all surprised by this.

But when they asked Emperor Xian what was so special about Yang Xuanzhen, Emperor Xian remained silent and just laughed weirdly, which was really infuriating.

This also aroused their strong curiosity about Yang Xuanzhen.

You must know that Emperor Xian is the second-ranking figure in the Taiyi Sect, the second direct disciple of the Lord of Disaster, and an existence in the realm of the same life span between heaven and earth.

Why would such a person hold such a high regard for a young man?

Even if Yang Xuanzhen is a genius appointed by the Eternal Heavenly Lord, it won't be like this, right?
No one can figure it out.

Emperor Xian coughed dryly: "Little junior sister, Xuanzhen has returned to the sect and is on his way to the Sifangtai of Heaven and Earth. You will see for yourself later. I promise, he will surprise you."

Everyone was speechless.

The Emperor Xian used this rhetoric again.

The Silver Emperor said angrily: "Wei Ruxian, don't think that just because you are the second oldest, you can rely on your old age to show off in front of me. Now tell me immediately the specific combat power of Yang Xuanzhen and what's so surprising about it, otherwise I won't mind beating you up." Looking for teeth everywhere!”

Emperor Xian didn't even raise his eyelids: "Lao San, you should practice for a few more years and reach the realm where heaven and earth have the same life span before you say such things."

"you…"

The Silver Emperor was angry and was about to step forward to argue with the Xian Emperor. This damn old guy deserved a beating.

"Don't mess around."

The Disaster Emperor waved his hand to stop him, and smiled at everyone: "You don't have to rush for a while. Since the second junior brother asked us to watch, we can just watch how Yang Xuanzhen shocks the whole audience."

"Okay, just watch. I have been practicing for 30 million years, and my Taoist heart has experienced countless vicissitudes of life. It is as solid as a rock. No one can shake it at all, so how can I jump to the point of being shocked?"

"Yes, today the emperor wants to see how Yang Xuanzhen shocked me to the point of incoherence."

"... "

Saints and emperors spoke one after another, with indestructible self-confidence in their words.

They have long been unmoved by external objects, and even Tianjun has seen them.

Even a few of them have seen the majesty of the Immortal King of Creation. How can their character be affected by a mere young man?
Are you kidding me?
Emperor Xian underestimated them.

Yang Xuanzhen was also exaggerated.

"Haha, you will know what shock means in a moment." Emperor Xian glanced at everyone with a smile, and the corners of his mouth drew a sly arc.

Since then, many people have focused their attention on Yang Xuanzhen from the outside world and waited quietly.

The Disaster Emperor was concentrating on himself, closing his eyes and recuperating, thinking about what the Emperor Xian had said about Yang Xuanzhen.

He didn't half-believe the Emperor Xian's words like others, but believed 70% to 80% of them.

Because he felt that the Eternal Heavenly Lord’s vision was not wrong.

Perhaps, Yang Xuanzhen's level of genius really exceeded his imagination, and he could transcend one realm or even two realms to kill enemies?

time flies.

Yang Xuanzhen finally reached the Sifang Platform of Heaven and Earth, and then, under the puzzled eyes of the senior officials of Zhongtai Sect, he stretched out his long arm, extending it like a pillar of heaven breaking through the sky, and slammed into the protective shield outside the arena.

Seeing this, an old saint said curiously: "If I am not mistaken, Yang Xuanzhen is in the Daluo Jinxian realm, and the formations on the arena were arranged by the peak ancestors. How can he shake it with his cultivation?"

As soon as the old saint finished speaking, the large formation outside the ring looked like it was made of tofu. With a "click", it was blown to pieces by Yang Xuanzhen.

The old saint was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "This boy is indeed not as simple as he seems. He can even explode the world-protecting formation outside the Sifang Platform with one blow, and his combat power is comparable to that of a peak ancestor."

Another saint said happily: "This boy is now a Daluo Jinxian, his combat power is comparable to that of the peak ancestors, and his level of monster is even better than that of the giant saints such as Little Stone Emperor. Given time, it is very likely that he will cultivate to the realm where heaven and earth have the same life span." , Tied with the Supreme Leader and the Xian Emperor, my Taiyi Sect will be three points stronger."

"Daluo Jinxian is comparable to the pinnacle of ancestor immortals. He is indeed a rare talent."

"But just that, it's not enough to make us old guys so shocked that we lose our composure, right?"

The senior officials of the Taiyi Sect in Hongmeng Space were talking a lot. Some people looked at Yang Xuanzhen with a slightly serious look, while others were still extremely confused.

The Disaster Emperor, on the other hand, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze fell on Yang Xuanzhen, and his expression became solemn.

If he remembered correctly, Yang Xuanzhen was in the Xuxian realm when he first came to Taiyi Sect. How could he cultivate to Daluo Jinxian in such a short period of time?
Is it...

The Disaster Emperor seemed to have guessed something, and quickly used his eyesight to see through Yang Xuanzhen.

With Yang Xuanzhen's current strength, hidden behind the seals of gods and demons, ordinary emperors would not be able to see his true state.

But he couldn't hide it from a powerful person like the Disaster Emperor who had the same life span as heaven and earth.

When the Disaster Emperor looked at it, he seemed to have discovered something extremely terrifying in Yang Xuanzhen's body. He couldn't help but tremble violently, and his eyes widened so wide that they almost burst open.

He even bulged his eyes out, his two eyeballs protruding high, making his originally majestic face look slightly ferocious.

"Elder brother, what's wrong with you?"

Emperor Rou, Emperor Yin and others discovered the abnormality of Emperor Calamity and quickly asked.

"Yang Xuanzhen, just..."

The Disaster Emperor's tone was trembling when he spoke, but he was interrupted by the Xian Emperor who smiled like an old fox: "Elder brother, it's okay. You continue to read."

"Ok."

Everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xuanzhen again.

The perspective returns to the Sifangtai of Heaven and Earth.

As soon as the formation guarding the ring was broken, Yang Xuanzhen's big hand was like a rainbow piercing the sun, thrust into the sky and earth on the ring, and grabbed Zhao Fenghua who was fighting fiercely with Zhang Niuzhi.

This sudden change also shocked the faces of all the disciples watching from all sides of the arena.

"Who is so bold as to interfere in the decisive battle between Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Zhao and risk his life?"

"No one is allowed to interfere in the ring battle. This is a sect rule. And it is a sect rule decreed by the 'War Emperor' who ordered to build the Sifang Platform of Heaven and Earth!"

"The War Emperor once said that anyone who dares to violate this sect rule will be killed without mercy! Even the head master's parents and children will not be exempted!"

"Look, the person who attacked seems to be... seems to be Senior Brother Yang Xuanzhen, the First Saint!"

A few disciples recognized Yang Xuanzhen standing on the sky and let out a series of exclamations of surprise.

Hearing this, the other disciples also had a look of astonishment in their eyes.

To all the disciples, Yang Xuanzhen was both familiar and unfamiliar. Familiarity lies in the fact that everyone knows the name of the First Son.

During this period of time, he has been a man of the hour and the center of everyone's conversation.

Strange means that most of the disciples have never met him and know very little about him.

Everyone only knows that he is only in the realm of Xuxian, Han Jianxue is his maid, and Zhang Niuzhi is his bodyguard.

The battle between Zhang Niuzhi and Zhao Fenghua also started because of him.

No matter how much information there is, the disciples will not know it at all.

Yang Xuanzhen can be said to be a mystery.

Especially those saint sons and saint girls couldn't figure out why Yang Xuanzhen could parachute above them and ascend the throne of the first saint son?
Many saints asked familiar elders about this matter, but they didn't know anything about it.

This made the saints even more curious about Yang Xuanzhen.

Now, they finally got to see Yang Xuanzhen, but they were shocked by his actions.

Yang Xuanzhen was so crazy that he actually ignored the iron sect rules set by the Emperor of War himself in front of everyone.

This is tantamount to playing with fire and burning yourself.

No, this is simply risking your life!

It is conceivable that Yang Xuanzhen will definitely bear the thunderous wrath of the War Emperor.

He was even directly executed by the War Emperor.

At this moment, not only many disciples were frightened by Yang Xuanzhen, but many elders were also shocked.

The same was true for Zhang Dahai, who looked at Yang Xuanzhen with stern eyes, filled with relief and amazement.

He was not surprised by Yang Xuanzhen's boldness, he was the one who instigated this matter, but he was surprised by Yang Xuanzhen's strength.

Gossip less.

As the formation outside the ring was broken, causing an uproar among Taiyimen, Zhang Niuzhi and Zhao Fenghua inside the ring also noticed the movement.

The battle between the two stopped suddenly.

"Senior Brother Yang is back!"

Zhang Niuzhi looked surprised, but also worried that if Yang Xuanzhen interfered in the decisive battle in the ring, he might not be able to escape the punishment of the Emperor of War.

"Is Yang Xuanzhen finally back? It seems that I misjudged his strength. Is he actually so strong?"

Zhao Fenghua looked up at the sky and saw Yang Xuanzhen's hand reaching into the ring and grabbing it from above his head.

Although this palm didn't look big, and it didn't display magical powers, it had the potential to overwhelm Jiuzhou, which made Zhao Fenghua wary.

He had to admit that he underestimated Yang Xuanzhen.

Yang Xuanzhen is not someone who can be easily manipulated, but a formidable enemy who is not weaker than him.

But so what, his true strength is not as simple as it seems.

If we attack with all our strength, we will surely capture Yang Xuanzhen!
"Yang Xuanzhen, you are trying to interfere in the decisive battle in the arena and violate the rules set by the War Emperor. You are simply cowardly! I will clean up the house on behalf of the War Emperor now!"

Zhao Fenghua looked up to the sky and screamed, his whole body shaking wildly, releasing waves of overwhelming disaster energy that filled the air and filled the entire arena.

Behind him appeared an eternal shadow.

This is clearly the Patriarch of the Taiyi Sect, the Heavenly Lord of Disaster.

The phantom stood on the ground, raised his hand, and waved. The five fingers were incredibly huge. They were composed of 500 million great immortal arts, and they condensed into a bit of immortal light in an instant.

Whoosh!
The immortal light jumped like a point in the sky, drawing a trajectory in the sky that was difficult for ordinary people to catch. It shook infinite time and space and shot towards Yang Xuanzhen's grasped palm.

"hiss…"

Seeing this scene, everyone outside the venue was shocked again and gasped.

They all could see that the immortal light that Zhao Fenghua shot contained a power of return to the origin, as if he could open the gate of the supreme realm at any time, cross the endless distance between the great states, and kill the enemy in the air. .

Everyone has a feeling that anyone below the Yuanxian level will have no way to escape when faced with this fairy light. Their body and soul will be pierced through, and they will die without a burial place.

This is a method only available to the powerful Yuanxian!

Zhao Fenghua's strength is actually comparable to that of Yuan Xian!
Now Yang Xuanzhen is going to suffer.

Countless disciples, elders, saints and saints fighting outside the arena all had the above thoughts in their minds.

"Yang Xuanzhen shouldn't be able to compete with Zhao Fenghua."

"This son is a talent. The future emperor of our Taiyi sect must not perish."

In Hongmeng Space, several saints spoke up, preparing to save Yang Xuanzhen from Zhao Fenghua.

But soon, something happened that shocked them.

Faced with Zhao Fenghua's immortal light, Yang Xuanzhen's palm did not dodge, but still grabbed it violently, as if he did not feel the threat at all.

The fairy light struck the palm of his hand like a bell from heaven and earth, erupting with a loud "clang" sound and splashing sparks all over the sky. However, it did not cause any damage to the palm, and did not even break the skin.

It's like a worm shaking a tree without overestimating its own capabilities.

"how is this possible?"

There was disbelief in Zhao Fenghua's eyes.

Before he could react, Yang Xuanzhen pinched his neck.

"Ah, Yang Xuanzhen, why are you forcing me? In this case, I can only reveal my true trump card. If you die under my move, you will be proud of the past, present and future!"

Zhao Fenghua was completely irritated and his face was blood red from being choked.

This is a shame, a great shame!

The son of a shocking and powerful man was actually carried in Yang Xuanzhen's hands like a dead dog.

How frustrating and embarrassing this is!

He roared angrily and used some magical power, but a white horn grew out of his head.

Circles of milky white light emit from the horn, forming a kingdom of billions and trillions of gods. Within it, there may be lightning cracking the sky, or volcanoes erupting, or earthquakes happening one after another, or all beings wailing, or the lava from hell... endless disasters are all coming out. , opening a huge gap in the sky.

Boom!

A strange and great power poured down from the gap and poured into the white horn, causing Zhao Fenghua's momentum to rise steadily, and a layer of white scales appeared all over his body, mysterious and noble, gorgeous and graceful, holy and supreme. , as if he no longer looks like a human being, but like a ghost, a king, and the sole overlord of the fairy world.

At this moment, his eyes changed when he looked at Yang Xuanzhen, full of contempt and coldness, as if he was looking at an ant with disdain.

"What? This is the Horn of the Heavenly King!"

"According to rumors, the Horn of the Heavenly Lord evolved from the single horn on the head of the Lord of Disaster. It represents the glimmer of life in the avenue, and contains the unpredictable mysteries of ghosts and gods, allowing people to cross the border and kill the enemy!"

"It is said that countless billions of years have passed since the Calamity Lord opened our Taiyi Sect, but there are only a handful of beings who can condense the Horn of the Lord. Even Senior Brother Song Tengfei has never refined it, but Senior Brother Zhao actually did it. arrive!"

"Heavenly Lord's Corner! Now Senior Brother Yang is really in danger..."

When everyone around the ring saw the white horn on Zhao Fenghua's head, their expressions changed and they burst into an earth-shattering uproar.

Even the giant Holy Son, the reincarnation of the four emperors, had his pupils shrinking sharply. He did not expect that Zhao Fenghua would have such a terrifying trump card.

Zhang Niuzhi and Han Jianxue, who had just helped Han Zhan up, both had nervous looks in their eyes.

Zhang Dahai, and even the senior officials of Zhongtai Sect in Hongmeng Space, were also ready to help Yang Xuanzhen resist the horns of the Heavenly Lord.

"Is the Heavenly King's Horn very powerful?"

Yang Xuanzhen's calm voice interrupted the noise made by countless disciples of the Taiyi Sect, and also made Zhao Fenghua slightly stunned.

Then everyone saw that Yang Xuanzhen stretched out his other hand, pinched the Tianjun horn on Zhao Fenghua's head with his index finger and thumb, and gently broke it off. (End of chapter)