People are in the sky, practicing the divine elephant prison power

Chapter 75: The Admiration of the Purple Mansion Saint

The most important thing is that the Chaos Body can integrate all the Daos. Even if someone in the world has already achieved enlightenment and become an emperor, it can still break through the suppression of all the Daos and forcibly achieve the position of the Great Emperor of this world.

However, even with such an invincible physique, he was killed at the quasi-emperor level, and his corpse was refined into the Beidou Continent.

This is a quasi-emperor chaotic body, just one step away from becoming an emperor, but he still cannot escape the fate of being defeated and killed.

"Why am I practicing so hard?"

"Is it to break free from the bondage of a fish, or to become a Chaos Emperor unprecedented in history?"

At this moment, Hua Yunfei began to doubt his pursuit.

"The ancient emperor truly dominated the nine heavens and ten earths, and was invincible in the world!"

"Even the greatest Chaos Body of all time was killed. It can only be said that he is worthy of being a powerful figure respected by the whole domain!"

Lingyao sighed, full of longing for the emperor.

"Tsk, a mere emperor dares to claim to be invincible, then what is an immortal?"

Liu Yun said with disdain, not taking the so-called invincible emperor seriously at all.

When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king.

"What? Are there really immortals in this world?"

Hua Yunfei became excited instantly, his eyes shining, as if he had found a new goal in life.

Rumors of immortals have always been circulating in the world.

There are even a few famous immortal artifacts in the world, such as the Desolate Tower, the Immortal Bell, the Bronze Immortal Palace, and so on.

However, no one can truly become an immortal. Even the invincible emperor in heaven and on earth throughout the ages is tirelessly pursuing the path to immortality.

This makes people doubt whether immortals really exist.

"Are immortals really real? Why have I never heard of any legend about becoming immortals?" Lingyao muttered to herself, as if she was in a daze.

Liu Yun shook his head helplessly, looked up at the starry sky and said: "The cultivation in this world is divided into five secret realms, namely the Wheel Sea, Dao Palace, Four Poles, Dragon Transformation, and Xiantai Secret Realm. The perfection of Xiantai is the Great Emperor of Enlightenment. But what you don't know is that there is an Immortal Secret Realm after the Xiantai Secret Realm."

"The Immortal Secret Realm is divided into True Immortal, Quasi Immortal King, Immortal King, Quasi Immortal Emperor, and Immortal Emperor."

"As for the immortals, don't even think about it. They are infinitely far away from you. They are not within the reach of ordinary cultivators like you."

"Is this true? How do you know this, Senior Brother? Are you the reincarnation of an immortal, and therefore know so many secrets of the world?"

"Yes! It must be like this. Only a legendary immortal can transform himself to become a monster like Brother."

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi muttered to herself, as if she was in a trance.

She was extremely excited, her face flushed, and she gradually revealed a confused look, as if some sensitive area had been touched.

The once sacred and noble Fairy of Yao Chi was gone forever and became a complete admirer of Liu Yun.

Even if Liu Yun wanted, the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi would be willing to transform into Liu Yun's shape at any time.

"Immortal! Is this an immortal?"

Hua Yunfei muttered to himself, as if he had fallen into some kind of enlightenment state. His aura began to become ethereal and faint, as if he had suddenly merged into nature.

"The natural way? It's really interesting that I can actually reach the state of enlightenment under such circumstances."

"If it weren't for Ye Fan, I'm afraid Hua Yunfei would really have the hope of becoming a Chaos Emperor."

Seeing this scene, even Liu Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"Go! Go back to Taixuan Gate and take charge. If anything important happens, notify me immediately."

With a wave of his hand, he injected a bottle of sacred spring water from the ancient forbidden land into Hua Yunfei's body.

"You are me."

Hua Yunfei still tried to resist, but he couldn't refuse at all. There was a thought in his mind that kept telling him: Surrender, surrender.

"Yes. Master!"

Hua Yunfei lowered his noble head helplessly and knelt on the ground resigned to his fate.

And this is the domineering nature of the seal of gods and demons, which can completely control the life and death, and even the will of the sealed person.

The sealed people are no different from ordinary people, but they must obey the orders of the caster unconditionally and have no thought of resistance in their hearts.

From then on, Liu Yun was considered to have conquered his first general in the world of Zhutian.

In the palace of the Ji family in the Southern Region, which belonged to the eighth ancestor of the Ji family, a beautiful girl stood quietly at the side of the palace with an extremely respectful attitude.

An old man in a black robe stood in the hall and paced continuously. His aura and the pressure from the peak of the second level of the Immortal Stage made Ji Biyue below change color.

"Is this the level of Saint Lord cultivation? I wonder when I can reach this level."

Ji Biyue was filled with emotion, and wanted Ji Ziyue to die more and more. She wanted to get rid of this sister who was blocking her way.

The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family stopped and looked down at the anxious Ji Biyue. He said gloomily, "How on earth did you fail to kill Ji Ziyue, who is only at the Divine Bridge Realm?"

He couldn't help but recall the purple figure he saw in Taixuan Gate. It was definitely Ji Ziyue.

Ji Biyue hurriedly bowed and said, "Eighth Grandpa, calm down. Originally, this matter had been arranged. A maid under my command who was at the Dao Palace level personally took action. However, they were interrupted by an unknown boy halfway through. The two of them fled into a large crack and disappeared. When they reappeared, they had already hidden in the Taixuan Gate."

As a princess of the new generation of the Ji family, she was crushed everywhere by Ji Ziyue. All the glory and halo belonged to Ji Ziyue, especially since she had a brother who was a divine body, which made her extremely jealous.

Jealousy tears people apart.

She had resentment, hatred, and an ambition that she dared not express.

The position of the head of the Ji family is not impossible for her lineage.

Everything drove her to commit such a murder on her twin sister Ji Ziyue, and the eighth ancestor of the Ji family in front of her was the biggest support for her ambition.

"Humph!"

"You are talking about the man next to Ji Ziyue, right?"

"He who dared to ruin my good deeds and kill people from my Ji family must die."

The eighth ancestor of the Ji family was furious. He flicked his sleeves, turned around and looked in the direction of Taixuan Gate, with a murderous aura gathering in his eyes like a wave.

Ji Biyue's face turned pale instantly, frightened by this Saint Lord-level murderous aura.

"Why would the Eighth Ancestor get angry with a junior? Besides, Bi Yue didn't do it on purpose!"

At this moment, a dark space crack appeared inside the magnificent palace, and a vague black shadow walked out of it.

The black shadow gently stroked his hand, dispelling the murderous aura of the eighth ancestor of the Ji family, revealing a middle-aged man with a square face.

"Father, it is my daughter who is useless."

Ji Biyue hurried forward to salute. This person was Ji Biyue's father, Ji Yanyun.

He is a brother of Ji Ziyue's father, Ji Yanzhi, from the same mother.

The old saint of Ji family is about to abdicate, and Ji Yanyun intends to compete with Ji Yanzhi for the position of head of Ji family.

This was also the fundamental reason why Ji Biyue took the risk to get rid of Ji Ziyue. Now that her mission failed, she felt guilty.

"No problem, it's just a spirit body that hasn't grown up yet. There are plenty of opportunities."

Ji Yanyun waved his hand slightly, signaling Ji Biyue to leave.

"Yes, father."

Ji Biyue clasped her hands together, said nothing more, bowed respectfully, and then slowly walked out of the palace.

Peace returned to the magnificent palace. Only the candlelight in the green glass lamp was burning, quietly and silently.

"The Saint of Yao Chi has gone to the Fire Region. Do you want to carry out that plan?"

Ji Yanyun asked in a hoarse voice, making it impossible to understand his thoughts.

The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family bowed his head slightly and said, "You will arrange this matter, but remember that it must not happen in the Southern Region. Do you understand?"

"Of course." Ji Yanyun smiled sinisterly, turned his palm over, and a scarlet token appeared, as if it had been soaked in water, emitting a terrifying aura.

In the Holy Land of Yaoguang, there is a golden palace filled with fairy air.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang ranks first.

His figure was hazy, and his whole body was shrouded in 108 sacred halos, each of which was crystal clear and brilliant, like 108 great worlds, looming in and out of view.

Like a god ruling the earth, he makes people feel fear.

Below him, two otherworldly figures stood proudly.

On the left hand side is the Holy Son Yaoguang, who is tall and handsome. He just stands there quietly, standing out from the crowd like a crane, extraordinary and otherworldly, as if he is an immortal on earth.

His entire body was shrouded in a layer of golden light, as if he was in a fairyland-filled world, just like a real god.

On the right hand side is Saint Yaoguang, with jade-like skin and graceful lines. Between her eyebrows there is a flickering flame that looks like a god.

She is so charming and graceful, like a divine moon hanging in the sky, shining brightly, making anyone feel ashamed at first sight.

She was dressed in white, like a blooming lotus, with crystal-clear skin and a rosy body, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, pure and beautiful. Every inch of her skin seemed to be not of the mortal world, sparkling and carrying the breath of the fairyland.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang looked at the figure shrouded in light below with a burning gaze, and said calmly: "The Holy Son of Yaochi has left Taixuan Sect and headed for the Fire Region. What do you think?"

The god-like young man smiled meaningfully upon hearing this, and said, "Saint Lord, you ask even though you already know the answer. I am just a Yao Chi Saint Son, and I am only worthy of being the cornerstone of my enlightenment."

The Holy Son of Yao Chi must have a special physique that is rare in the world. This adds a hint of heat to his eyes, and provides more sufficient nourishment for the cultivation of "Heaven-Devouring Demon Art" and "Immortal Heaven Art".

"Are you too confident? The Saint of Yao Chi easily suppressed the Eastern Desolate Divine Body and has already gained an unprecedented reputation. How can you say that he will be defeated just like that?"

Saint Yaoguang frowned slightly and asked subconsciously, her voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, very euphemistic and pleasant.

As an outstanding saint of the Yaoguang Holy Land, she was well aware of the power of the Donghuang Divine Body, which could never be defeated by ordinary saints.

Even though the Yaoguang Holy Land is an extremely powerful force, the one they practice is not the Ancient Scripture of the Void like the Ji family, but the Holy Light Technique passed down by a great sage, which is inherently weaker than the Ji family's divine body.

Even she herself could not guarantee that she could defeat the Ji family's divine body, so how could Saint Yaoguang dare to make such a boast?

You know, when fighting between people of the same level, in addition to magic weapons, the scriptures practiced by the monks also play a big role.

A monk who practices the saintly scriptures is most likely no match for a monk who practices the emperor's scriptures.

At this time, she didn't know that the Yaoguang Holy Land had been invaded by the ruthless lineage. The Holy Son of Yaoguang was practicing the Immortal Heavenly Palace of the ruthless lineage, and his true combat power was not as simple as she saw.

Even the supreme imperial weapon that she was so proud of, the black gold tripod with dragon pattern, was secretly controlled by a ruthless group of people.

"So what do you think?" Saint Lord Yaoguang spoke calmly, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad.

"I am actually very interested in the Saint of Yao Chi, and I want to find out the secret of how he can be so powerful."

Saint Yaoguang smiled sweetly, her voice was gentle and sweet like the sound of nature, and seemed to have a strange magical power.

Taixuan Gate, on top of the desolate and cold Zhuofeng Mountain covered with weeds.

On a ladder made of nine kinds of ancient jade, two figures, one old and one young, sat upright.

It was Ye Fan and Li Ruoyu, the master of Zhuofeng.

Li Ruoyu was wearing a gray cloth robe and his face was full of wrinkles, like an old man over 70 years old.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged, his body straight like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, with a tattered longbow resting on his legs, and he was meditating and practicing.

This is a pitch-black longbow, as if it had been burned by fire, and there are even a few wormholes on it. It looks a little rotten and seems like it will rot at any time.

But it is the most precious treasure of Zhuofeng, a magic weapon that is at least a sage's weapon.

"What happened to Liu Yun? Why did he leave suddenly? Did something happen that I don't know about?"

Ye Fan was restless and had an inexplicable worry, and was unable to practice normally.

"Disciple, your mind is in turmoil."

Li Ruoyu opened his cloudy old eyes and looked at the disciple he accepted in his later years with some concern.

"Yes, Master. I was wondering why my brother left so suddenly. What he said before he left was very strange and not like his style."

Ye Fan spoke respectfully, showing great respect for the old man.

The old man looked at Ye Fan in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to be so loyal and righteous. You are worthy of being my chosen disciple." The old man sighed and said, "Someone in Taixuan Sect wants to kill your brother, so he has to leave. He can't die in Taixuan Sect for no reason!"

He practiced the natural way of Zhuofeng, so he naturally sensed the invisible murderous intent within the Taixuan Sect.

This is an unknown force hidden within the Taixuan Gate.

It's just that he has never had enough strength to resolve the potential crisis within the Taixuan Sect, so he turned into an unknown old man, pretending to be stupid and staying on the Zhuofeng Peak.

Now that the arrival of the Holy Son of Yao Chi has alarmed this unknown power, he also wants to see what is behind this power.

"What? Someone in Taixuan Sect wants to kill him? How is this possible?"

Ye Fan stood up suddenly, his whole body full of energy and murderous aura, like an ancient god of war, making people afraid to approach him.

There was actually someone in the Taixuan Sect who dared to assassinate the Holy Son of Yao Chi. This sounded like a fairy tale.

Is it true that Taixuan Sect is not afraid of revenge from the Yaochi Holy Land?

"Alas! That man is not an elder of Taixuan Sect, but a person lurking in Taixuan Sect, who even I am not sure I can deal with." The old man sighed helplessly and revealed the hidden truth. "But you don't have to worry about him. He is the Holy Son of Yaochi, so he naturally has a treasure to protect himself. It is not something you and I can guess."

(End of this chapter)