Revelation of the Heavens

In such adversity and killing opportunities, Wushengshajie showed a tyrannical destiny, the Dharma Light of Good Fortune rose again brilliantly, and strands of soul thoughts split from the golden elixir seeds, and they were about to break through Good Fortune and achieve the three disasters. It can be seen from this, This Qian Chengyun is really a person whose fate favors great luck, what a pity! What he encountered was the fate disk, the phantom of the artifact that controls everything in the world.

"Boom" the fate wheel was suppressed, and the moment Qian Chengyun raised his hands to the sky, trying to hold up the fate wheel, he was crushed into eternal ashes.

While the land was reeling, a bit of immortal breath escaped from the flying ash, and it was extremely weak. It was the immortal method of killing and robbing without life.

The evil hand scooped it down, grabbed the thread of fairy magic in his hand, and twisted it like an earthworm. This fairy magic was heavier than the mountain. Xiaoyu's face was pale, and he slowly resisted. The fairy magic pulls in front of you.

"There is no life, death, robbery, you defected from your master, but you never thought you would have today!" Looking at the immortal law in front of him, Xiaoyu sneered.

Wushengshajie began to distort violently, and the meaning of resentment was very strong.

Hong Chen flew out of Xiaoyu's body, and laughed viciously: "Give this thing to Master Bird, and imprison it in my world, and see if you can obliterate his will and integrate it into your legal body. In this way, you can There are many supreme immortal methods."

Wushengshajie became afraid of Hongchen's words, and his resistance became more and more fierce. Xiaoyu sneered, handed it to Hongchen, and suppressed it in the world.

This is the most intense decisive battle since Xiaoyu practiced Taoism. The opponent has too many advantages. When he has countless life and death opportunities, he evolves the destiny disk, changes the situation of death, and writes the final victory.

During the restoration of the mana, the Buddha's brilliance on the surface of the dharma body slowly dissipated, and the source of the origin and the end gradually disappeared. Xiaoyu's aura faded, and finally returned to the former strength of concentrating the soul.

"Go!" Hong Chen said slowly.

"En." After nodding, Xiaoyu headed towards the Kuafu Tribe, beheading a powerful enemy today, and building his invincible confidence in his future road cultivation.

The Kuafu tribe was talking like thunder at this time, and this result was beyond the surprise of all the giants, including the patriarch Kuafu. When Xiaoyu was crazy, even he thought that this son was dead, but unexpectedly he was able to kill him at a critical moment. Restrain the murderous thoughts, and finally turned defeat into victory.

In the middle of the Kuafu tribe, a figure landed here, with an ordinary face, he spoke: "See the patriarch."

"You are very good, you are really good. The Jedi fights back. You are courageous and resourceful. The master's inheritance should be more suitable for you." Cheng Yun went to the land of turbulent flow, but he didn't stop any of these tricks. The battle of life and death is a game of life and death. As long as you can win, no one will say anything.

"When can I teleport to the land of inheritance?" Xiaoyu asked again.

"After one month, I will gather the clansmen to start the transmission route of the temple, you can wait at ease!" the patriarch Kuafu said.

"Then I will wait for January with peace of mind." Xiaoyu said calmly.

At this time, apart from Xiaoyu, Kuawu was the most excited person. He glanced at his brother's ugly face, and raised Xiaoyu high with a howling sound, announcing his victory.

The cheers of the Kuafu clan were thunderous, and Kuawu led Xiaoyu to wander among the clansmen, sitting on the shoulders of giants, hearing the continuous cheers of the Kuafu clan, his heart trembled, and he sighed slightly, although the longevity of the Kuafu clan was not as good as The ascetics have lived for a long time, but there are many joys and innocence in their lives, and there is less plotting and fighting among the ascetics. Every creature created by the sky seems to have its meaning, its meaning of existence.

After turning nine times, Kuawu stopped in front of his brother, shouted at him, and told him of victory. As a loser, Kuayun didn't show any signs of anger, but instead admitted that he had failed and misread. Although Ren has an ugly face, he has no intention of revenge towards Xiaoyu.

Kuawu finally raised his eyebrows in front of his elder brother and led Xiaoyu to show off his power. He didn't return to the house until all the clansmen had dispersed, and took out seven jars of wine from under the bed. Each jar was as big as a small mountain. Put down the creeks, slap one of the altars to seal the mud, and whispered to Xiaoyu.

"He said he would get drunk for three days, and told you to get drunk with him too." Hong Chen immediately translated.

"Okay!" Since Xiaoyu practiced Taoism until now, he has always raised other people's calculations everywhere, and he has been rigid to himself. Today, killing Wusheng and killing kalpa has given him a lot of Taoism, especially the moment when the fate of the heavens reversed the situation, The perception of Dao is more profound.

Today, I simply let go of my heart and drank it to my heart's content. In the room, two people, one bird, drank seven altars of strong wine in a hearty way.

The hot taste played the triumphant song of life, and the world of mortals has no regrets for a lifetime. Xiaoyu no longer knows how much he drank, but only knows that not only himself is drunk, but also the monsters in his cells are drunk. In Yu Yiren's legal body, thousands of creatures are drunk, and the tyrannical spiritual energy of heaven and earth pours into every cell, as if it is going to explode him.

In a daze, he saw Hongchen standing on top of Kuawu's head, screaming and jumping, the two snow-white bird wings kept shaking outward, and the two bird legs jumped up and down, screaming some unknown things from their mouths. Notes, madness abnormal.

Kuawu kept saying something to Xiaoyu in his ancient magic language, but he didn't understand a word, he could only make a scene with the world of mortals while drunk, screaming and laughing.

While Xiaoyu and the others were getting drunk, one of the halls in the imperial court suddenly burst into bright light, and a face completely dissipated in the midst of bitter wailing.

The will of the immortal came down from the vastness. A figure was wearing the imperial robe of Nine Dragons. During the face-changing period, thousands of faces kept appearing, some were kind, some were angry, some were majestic. At the top of the head, during Wei Wei's calculation, there were bursts of cold voices: "Who is it? Who killed Cheng Yun and made my plan suddenly change."

During non-stop calculations, a picture appeared above the void, it was the moment Qian Chengyun was killed, and only a phantom of a roulette was seen in the picture suppressing the wandering, instantly crushing Qian Chengyun into flying ash.

The figure roared with hatred and anger, trying to see who killed Qian Chengyun, but in the dark, another burst of light from the Great Dao came down, directly cutting off the picture and interrupting the immortal's continued calculation.

Seeing the astonishing aura of fate exuding from that roulette wheel, this immortal had a ferocious expression: "Fate will return to heaven, it must be you, rebellious minister and traitor, I never thought you would dare to openly kill the emperor's grandson, I will definitely kill you." The characters teleport away from the original place while flashing.

This drunk was really drunk for three whole days. When Xiaoyu woke up, Hongchen made a bird's nest on Kuawu's head, and slept very sweetly, and so did Kuawu. The huge snoring sounded like thunder. .

There was a slight smile on Xiaoyu's dull face, sitting upright and comprehending cultivation, it is okay to be a little presumptuous, but on this road of cultivation, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and since the beginning of stealing the Dao, you have no way out, only self-improvement, Only then can the conspiracies and tricks of the heavens be crushed in the future.

After another three days, Kuawu and Hongchen woke up one after another, fully twice as long as expected for three days of drunkenness. When they woke up, Xiaoyu had already entered self-cultivation.

When Hongchen woke up, he seemed to have some after-effects of alcohol, and he was shaking up and down when he flew up. Seeing Xiaoyu, who was hardworking and hard-working, was practicing, a trace of relief appeared on the bird's face, as the old guy in the Buddhist world said, this creates a miracle. This guy might really be able to help him get rid of this body.

Kuawu stood up and hadn't eaten for five days. He seemed a little hungry and yelled at Hongchen, wanting to go hunting.

Seeing that the same kind could be eaten again, Hongchen began to swallow his saliva. Xiaoyu comprehended beside the stone sculpture for six days. , God can't tolerate it.

Looking at Xiaoyu, Hongchen finally woke him up.

"Wake up! What's the matter?" Opening his eyes, he saw Hongchen's bird-like appearance, and Dao felt something interesting in his heart.

"Let's go, Kuawu took me two to hunt, to see what to eat today." Hong Chen is a bird, and at this moment he has no such consciousness at all, and he just wants to eat what he calls rough food.