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

Yang Xuanzhen quickly used the Sky Burial Coffin to suppress and refine the clone of the Lord of the Dharma Realm, the Lord of the Ghost Realm, and Yi Tianjun.

When he made his move, he did not have the invincible power that should be possessed by the Supreme Lord of Heaven, which could easily collapse the heavens and sweep away the future of all directions. Instead, he acted in a relaxed and carefree manner.

It can be described as simple and crude!
To put it more vividly, Yang Xuanzhen was like a martial arts master in the secular world who used the dog-beating stick technique to kill three stray dogs on the roadside with one stick.

There was no other way. Under the control of Yang Xuanzhen's Dragon Crossing Power, the 3,000 core formation diagrams and countless small formation diagrams inside the Sky Burial Coffin had all revived by a small half. It was naturally effortless to kill the three Heavenly Kings.

After refining the three Heavenly Lords, Yang Xuanzhen relied on their combat experience and finally upgraded the Fighting Tianyi Fist to the sixth level, where he could burst out with ten million times the combat power at any time.

With the integration of many magical skills cultivated by the three great Heavenly Kings, King Jiedu Longbian also reached the sixth level.

In addition, as a large amount of life essence entered his body, the Yuanxiang particles in Yang Xuanzhen's body directly awakened to a total of 300 million, and he possessed the power of 1.5 billion Yuanxiangs, which brought his realm to the peak of the Ancestral Immortal and impacted towards the Yuanxian realm.

Boom!

The great catastrophe of Yuanxian has arrived.

Above Yang Xuanzhen's head, endless chaos divine thunder, heaven-creation divine thunder, world-destroying divine thunder... and other most terrifying divine thunders in the world gathered together to form an immense sea that was large enough to drown the fairy world. Suddenly, the sea broke, and the monstrous thunder and water poured down, washing over Yang Xuanzhen's head.

The catastrophe was so fierce that it was millions of times more terrifying than the ancestral catastrophe that Yang Xuanzhen had experienced before. It was able to kill the Supreme Heavenly Sovereign alive and turn him into ashes.

Most people would be scared to death seeing such a scene, let alone survive the tribulation.

Not only that, above the boundless sea where many divine thunders gathered, there was also a long river of time looming, and majestic figures emerged from the water, some male and some female, some like the only thunder god in the world, some covered in purple lightning, cold and arrogant, and some were peerless emperors, with royal majesty rolling all over their bodies...

In short, every majestic figure that emerged from the long river of time has a completely different temperament, but they all exude a terrifying aura that is enough to obliterate everything.

They are all kings of heaven.

Many kings of heaven all had expressionless faces as they walked on the waves and simultaneously unleashed killing moves that shocked the ages!
They had only one goal, which was to completely wipe out Yang Xuanzhen and bring him to eternal damnation.

"Hmm? How come so many Heavenly Monarchs have appeared? That is the Heavenly Monarch Dianmu who fell in the long river of history! And the Heavenly Emperor of Xuanhuang World! The Earth Emperor! The Human Emperor! The Yellow Spring Emperor! The Immortal Lord Panwu! And the Thunder Emperor! They are all the most terrifying Heavenly Monarchs in this chaotic era! They were all simulated by the heavenly calamity and besieged Yang Xuanzhen. What kind of heaven-defying calamity is this? Is Yang Xuanzhen going to be promoted to the Immortal King?"

Hua Tiandu, who had disheveled hair, looked like a bereaved mother, and was lying limp in the air like mud, immediately widened his eyes like copper bells with an expression of disbelief when he saw the catastrophe appearing in the sky.

Even in the memories of his previous life, Hua Tianjun, there had never been such a terrifying catastrophe.

But soon, Hua Tiandu suppressed his shock, swept away his dejection, and became ecstatic. He jumped up like a carp, opened his hands upwards, and laughed loudly towards the sky as if he was having a seizure: "God really helps me! Yang Xuanzhen, you have done too much evil and you will eventually get your comeuppance. It will be difficult for you to survive this time! Haha, hahaha!"

After Yang Xuanzhen killed the three great Heavenly Lords, his cultivation level made another breakthrough, which unexpectedly triggered the long river of time in the dark, causing many powerful Heavenly Lords from ancient times to descend at the same time and kill him.

Who could have thought that Yang Xuanzhen's ups and downs would come so quickly, how could Hua Tian not be ecstatic?

As long as Yang Xuanzhen dies, the Sky Burial Coffin, the Hongmeng Palace, the Key of the Moment, and even the other party's original secrets will fall into his hands.

Hua Tiandu can be said to be the biggest winner in life, and he doesn't have to worry about the Lord of the Dharma Realm and others competing with him for treasures.

All treasures belong to him!
Unfortunately, the subsequent development of the matter once again exceeded Hua Tiandu's expectations.

Facing endless thunder and water, as well as the siege of many peerless Heavenly Sovereigns, Yang Xuanzhen was calm and fearless. His body remained straight, standing in the vast void like an immortal monument. His clothes fluttered like a flag in the wind, and he looked indescribably heroic.

"roll!"

Yang Xuanzhen spat out the words coldly, as if the words of the supreme ruler moved the law of heaven, and the truth was on his lips. His words determined the life and death of all things. In an instant, he deprived those many Heavenly Kings of their fate, shattered the endless sea of ​​thunder, and broke the long river of time.

In just a moment, the catastrophe disappeared.

"Aha?!"

Hua Tiandu was instantly struck by a silent thunder, his wild laughter stopped abruptly, and he froze on the spot.

Then, Hua Tiandu collapsed. His body was softer than last time, and his eyes were duller than last time. He looked like a dead dog.

"waste."

Yang Xuanzhen turned his head and glanced at Hua Tiandu, shook his head, and ignored him, experiencing the strength that came with being promoted to Yuanxian.

He estimated that with his own strength, plus the fact that his Fighting Heavenly Fist had been improved by another level and he could burst out with 10 million times the combat power at any time, he should be equivalent to a Heavenly Sovereign who had cultivated for four epochs.

That is the level of the incarnation of the Lord of the Dharma Realm.

And as long as he refines the nine ancient characters he got from Hua Tiandu and advances to a few small realms again and reaches the level of semi-saint, he may be able to rival the Heavenly Lord who has cultivated for five epochs and catch up with the Heavenly Lord of Redemption in Heaven.

However, the power of these nine ancient characters that came out from the Gate of Immortality is far more than just raising Hua Tiandu from the first level of immortality to the realm of Heavenly Monarch.

Hua Tiandu had no ability to refine the nine ancient characters in the slightest. It was only by relying on the talisman written by the Immortal King of Creation to integrate into his body that he was able to gain the power of the nine ancient characters, distort the rules, and thus become a Heavenly Monarch.

Otherwise, if Hua Tiandu had refined all nine ancient characters and truly made them his own, he would have been able to reach a cultivation level of at least three or four epochs, and would not have lost all his cultivation like he is now.

Even Yang Xuanzhen has not yet refined the nine ancient characters.

At this moment, in the Pure Land of the Gods, those who were about to fight were all lined up in front of them. Nine large characters were floating above the furnace of heaven and earth, blooming with dazzling divine light, resisting the burning of the blazing furnace fire, and it was so dazzling that Tai Qingtian and other women could not open their eyes.

Nothing can be seen between heaven and earth, only light!

Fortunately, Yang Xuanzhen had an idea and moved them all to another pure land world, so they would not be harmed.

"Once my cultivation level reaches a higher level, I should be able to refine these nine ancient characters. I will also have to start refining the many corpses of the witches that I obtained from the Treasure Dividing Rock in the lower realm."

Yang Xuanzhen muttered to himself, took out the Key of the Moment, turned around, inserted it into the keyhole in the center of the Danjie portal and twisted it. Suddenly, a strange gray light flashed on the portal, flowing continuously, making all the sounds between heaven and earth silent and lose their color.

The next moment, the portal to the Dan Realm began to rumble, and the surrounding ancient Alsophila trees began to boil, as if they were cheering and leaping for joy, or howling hysterically.

creak!

With a slight sound, the gate to the Dan world that had been sealed for countless billions of years opened a crack. At the same time, a mighty stream of Dan Qi rushed out from the crack and hit Yang Xuanzhen's body.

Yang Xuanzhen was like a reef standing in the middle of a torrent. His battle robe of the gods was hit by the huge waves formed by endless elixir energy, making "bang bang" sounds, but it could not do anything to him.

As soon as the surrounding Alsophila trees "smelled" the Dan Qi, they seemed to have obtained nutrients and began to grow again like crazy, and more ancient trees emerged from it.

With a bang, the doors to the Dan Realm were finally opened. Yang Xuanzhen waved his hand, and the Key of Moment flew back and fell into his hand again.

The fate of this Key of Moment has been cut off by him, and even if the Lord of Moment is resurrected, he cannot take it back.

Yang Xuanzhen is the real master of the alchemy world.

As the portal opened, Yang Xuanzhen saw that inside the portal was a vast world, the territory of which was no less than the entire 100,000 states.

There are thousands of huge suns and bright moons hanging in the sky, but each sun and moon is not a real sun and moon, but a pill.

The strength of those many elixirs that turned into the sun and the moon were not inferior to that of the God-level figures. Some could even rival the top three masters on the list of Heavenly Lord candidates, such as Yi Xin and Xie Liuguang from the Holy Land of Truth.

In addition, there are many tall peaks, rivers, lakes, oceans, wind, rain, thunder and lightning... and other natural things in the Dan Realm, all of which are transformed by Dan Qi. In some places, there are even huge pagodas that look like the Eight-Part Pagoda, which are also transformed by Dan Yao.

When Yang Xuanzhen took a look, he saw that the king-grade elixirs and saint-grade elixirs in the elixir world were almost everywhere, and were as worthless as quicksand in a river.

However, there is no vitality in the alchemy world. Many elixirs have lost their spirituality, as if their will has been wiped out, leaving only the purest medicinal properties.

“What a treasured place.”

Yang Xuanzhen smiled and stepped into the Dan Realm.

...............

Not long after Yang Xuanzhen entered the Dan Realm, suddenly, two figures crossed the distant time and space and landed beside Hua Tiandu.

One of them was wearing white, and it was Meng Shaobai.

The reason why Meng Shaobai did not come here with Hua Tiandu, the Lord of the Dharma Realm... and others last time was, firstly, that he had not yet been promoted to the realm of Heavenly Sovereign and could not pose a threat to Yang Xuanzhen; secondly, he went to the Holy Land of Truth and notified the Heavenly Sovereign of this force to come and kill Yang Xuanzhen.

The person next to him was full of the aura of death. He was a middle-aged man dressed in Confucian clothes, like a Confucian scholar. He was an almighty celestial monarch in the Holy Land of Truth, and the best among the celestial monarchs.

"Lord of Death."

As soon as Hua Tiandu saw the middle-aged man, he recognized his identity.

"Yes, it is me."

Lord of Death looked down at Hua Tiandu, who was like a dead dog, with an indifferent look, as if he was looking at an ant: "Are you the reincarnation of Lord Hua Tian? How could you be so miserable? Tell me, Lord of the Dharma Realm, where is Yang Xuanzhen who killed many masters of the Holy Land of Truth?"

"you…"

Hua Tiandu keenly caught the barely perceptible contempt in the eyes of the Lord of Death, and suddenly felt helpless and furious. He swallowed back the words that were about to give a truthful answer.

He pointed at the entrance to the Dan Realm and said calmly, "I was accidentally attacked by Yang Xuanzhen and seriously injured. Then he used the Momentary Key to open the Dan Realm entrance and escaped inside. The Lord of the Dharma Realm and others also entered the Dan Realm to hunt him down and rob him of the Sky Burial Coffin and the Hongmeng Palace."

"The coffin of heavenly burial! Hongmeng Palace!"

The eyes of the Lord of Death flashed, and the aura of death fluctuated violently all over his body. Then he disappeared on the spot without saying a word, obviously going to enter the Dan Realm to snatch the treasure from Yang Xuanzhen.

"Let's go into the Dan Realm and see how Yang Xuanzhen dies!"

Meng Shaobai was very proud of himself. He grabbed Hua Tiandu's hand and was about to input his magic power to heal him before entering the Dan Realm. Unexpectedly, Hua Tiandu suddenly said anxiously, "Let's go quickly and leave this place!"

"what?"

Meng Shaobai paused and looked at Hua Tiandu with suspicion, wondering what the other party was up to.

With the presence of an incarnation of his master, the Lord of the Dharma Realm, plus the Lord of the Ghost Realm, Lord Yi, and Lord Death whom he had just brought with him, Yang Xuanzhen was definitely doomed.

They are about to get their revenge, so why would they leave if they don't go and witness Yang Xuanzhen's death with their own eyes?

"Dead, all dead! Take me away! If we don't leave, we will all die here!"

Hua Tiandu's face suddenly distorted, and he stared at Meng Shaobai and growled rapidly.

If he had not lost all his skills and was unable to leave this place on his own, he would have run away long ago.

"Who died?"

"The Lord of the Dharma Realm and others were all killed by Yang Xuanzhen! The Lord of Death may not be Yang Xuanzhen's opponent and will die soon. Let's go!

"This...how is this possible?"

"Even if Yang Xuanzhen is killed by the Lord of Death, it will be of no benefit to us. Let's go!"

Under Hua Tiandu's urging that was almost like a roar, Meng Shaobai's whole body trembled violently, his face was shocked, but he was still half-believing and half-doubting.

In the end, he chose to believe Hua Tiandu and led him to flee in the opposite direction of the Danjie portal.

.....................

In the Dan realm.

Yang Xuanzhen did not collect the king-grade and saint-grade elixirs from all directions, but went straight to the center of the elixir world.

There stands an immeasurably huge pagoda here. The body of the pagoda is dark yellow in color, and it is surrounded by countless golden lamps, necklaces, and canopies.

On the top of the pagoda sat a man, whose body was as majestic as a dragon, like a god from heaven, with a middle-aged face and a soft luster on his exposed skin. He exuded a unique aura of a heavenly monarch, like a torrent of destiny, washing over him endlessly.

This person is the supreme celestial monarch who was transformed from a divine elixir of creation.

The pagoda beneath him was transformed from his aura, and was used to house his body.

Yes, this Heavenly Lord had fallen. There was an obvious dark and deep bloody hole between his eyebrows. It seemed to be a fatal wound that caused the death of this Heavenly Lord directly.

A faint breath of good fortune could be emanated from the blood hole between his eyebrows. It should be that when the Immortal King of Good Fortune killed the Lord of Sha with one finger, the Lord of Sha on the pagoda was also affected and fell.

Swish!
Yang Xuanzhen stretched out his big hand, expanded his palm and fingers, covering the sky and the sun, and grabbed the pagoda.

The corpse of a normal Heavenly Monarch would lose a lot of its vital energy. Even if an emperor obtained the corpse of a Heavenly Monarch and fused the two together, it would be difficult to become a Heavenly Monarch, just like what happened to Hua Tiandu.

But the Heavenly King transformed from the Divine Pill of Creation on the pagoda is different. His body is full of vitality and has unparalleled medicinal power. It is similar to the Pill of the Kings of Heaven that Yang Xuanzhen had obtained, and is a very tonic.

hum!
At the moment when Yang Xuanzhen reached out to grab the pagoda with his big hand, something strange happened. The blood hole at the center of the eyebrows of the Heavenly Monarch's corpse on the top of the pagoda was gradually healing.

"Which villain dares to break into the Dan Realm and desecrate the body of Wuwang Tianjun? Disturbing my eternal sleep is an unforgivable crime. The Azure Dragon is jealous of its master, the White Tiger carries the corpse, the Vermillion Bird weeps, and the Black Tortoise faces the water. Kill them all!"

The Lord of Heaven on the top of the pagoda suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had revived from the long river of time. He glanced and locked onto Yang Xuanzhen, revealing a fierce murderous intent. He shot out two beams of divine light that could destroy the heavens, evolving the four phases of his true self, and used his big hand to suppress Yang Xuanzhen's killing move.

"Even in your prime, you couldn't resist me, let alone now that you're dead and only have a will?"

Yang Xuanzhen's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to grab with his big hands, allowing the four deadly moves to strike him between his palms and fingers, but it did not cause him any harm.

The big hand continued to move forward and grabbed the so-called Wuwang Tianjun in the palm of its hand.

"How dare you defy my majesty! The way of Wuwang, the way of heavenly thunder, thunder from above and below, is Wuwang, a bird in a cage, flapping its wings but unable to fly..."

Wuwang Tianjun fell into Yang Xuanzhen's hands, but the unyielding will remaining in his body still wanted to resist.

boom!
Yang Xuanzhen just pinched it lightly, and Wuwang Tianjun's body turned into a colorful pill, spinning in his palm.

(End of this chapter)