The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 453 Going out of the palace gate, three tigers welcome

There is black and white light emerging from the acupuncture points and pores of Luoyang's body, without a fixed shape, like a cloud, constantly transpiring, rolling, and forming shapes around Luoyang.

The big dog and Erya had already been left behind by a row, and they sat on the eighth row. Erya had a childlike heart, but he had too little experience, and only the blood inheritance could not be understood at this age.

So he fell into a bottleneck, the big dog was very mysterious, no one knew what was going on with him, only saw that he was scratching his head and scratching a piece of hair, and his eyes were full of strange brilliance.

"Whoa."

Luo Yang poked his palm into the water tank, with his five fingers hanging in the air, thousands of small fish were jumping below. It was different from before. This time, besides black and white, there was also a third kind of strange fish in black and white.

Countless black and white silk threads dangled from Luoyang's fingers, just like an old man fishing. All the black fish and white fish couldn't stand the temptation, and rushed up one by one, and then they were caught fishing.

In the end, all the black and white silk threads were entangled together, turning into a yin and yang two-color flood dragon, and rushed out like this, capturing the remaining more than a hundred small black and white fishes.

Originally he felt very strenuous, but this time he pierced through the barrier and understood that yin and yang are one, black and white are indistinguishable, the wheel of life and death is almost a new life, and he suddenly felt at ease again.

He continued to move forward until he reached the sixth row, while the big dog and Erya barely advanced one level, but this time, flames spewed out, causing Erya to jump up and down, and the big dog barked strangely.

They have reached the limit, but they still don't want to give up, and still have to try their best.

"Ding!"

A crisp and pleasant sound sounded, like spring water hitting jade. Standing in a magnificent world, Luoyang had sharp ears, eyesight, and wisdom. When the sound sounded, everything in the world stopped.

In front of him is a pure white lotus flower, extremely beautiful and graceful, like the purest virgin at the age of twenty-eight, which can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

The sound just now was that the lotus flower had withered a petal, and the white petal fell down and fell to pieces on the surface of the lake.

Luo Yang felt extremely uncomfortable, as if his heart had been grabbed by an invisible big hand, his face became ugly and pale.

But then the lotus flower turned around, and another petal grew from another place, and this time Luoyang's blood boiled all over his body, almost spurting out.

Then the lotus turned around again, withered a petal again, Luoyang's eyes protruded, covered with blood, it was really uncomfortable, sorrow, sigh, moan, all the pain was brewed into a jar of bitter wine.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, knowing that all of this must be the transformation of the way of life and death, so he kept making seals, comprehending and accepting, and the light of black and white flew out.

Finally, after five times of blooming and withering, the lotus finally passed the test. Luoyang reached the fifth row, and it was still the same lotus. This time it withered faster, and there was a mysterious light dancing in it.

Luo Yang's eyes could hardly keep up, and he spat out blood when he opened his mouth in exhaustion. He was indeed injured. The golden blood directly turned into flames when it touched the futon, and burned up.

"elder brother!"

Erya exclaimed, she was catching fish, but she couldn't catch it anymore, seeing Luoyang spurting blood in boredom, she was so anxious and distressed that her eyes were red.

But she couldn't help it, she was suppressed by the rules to death, you must know that it was the Great Dao of Kings, after a few breaths she was sent out, and she lost the qualification to comprehend.

But the big dog can continue to move forward. Although he barely passed the level due to danger, this time the flame burned even more fiercely, almost turning him into a fireball.

"Damn it, old guy who shines, do you want to eat roasted dog meat?" The big black dog was not polite to anyone, and yelled: "If you hadn't died a long time ago, Lord Dog must have a drink!" piss on your face!"

Luoyang is still comprehending, grabbing the golden dragon ginseng to eat, recovering the origin of the holy body, repairing the injury together, comprehending while being injured, not wanting to give up.

This time, the lotus bloomed nine times, heartbreaking every time, and blood churning every time. In the fourth row, Luoyang has benefited a lot, and the chaotic black and white lights around him have already taken shape.

Sometimes it turns into a bird, sometimes into a beast, sometimes into vegetation, sometimes into the sun, moon and stars, and finally flattened on the ground, as if to evolve into a picture scroll.

The lotus flower continues to wither and prosper, and it drives the surrounding world. Every time it withers, the world becomes silent, and every time it grows, the surrounding world becomes colorful again.

Luoyang spurted blood crazily, but fortunately, Saint Physique Wushuang, repairing and destroying are in a strange balance, which is why he was allowed to do such nonsense.

Finally, when he entered the third row, the big dog screamed, and half of his body was numb, and the big dog was also teleported out amidst the sound of constant shouting and screaming in pain.

As soon as the futons in the third row sat on it, the flames burst out, almost turning Luoyang into a burning man. This time, the scene in front of him changed, and it was no longer the lotus flower before.

It was a ten thousand year old tree, a big pine tree, thick and thick, with old skin like dragon scales, blue and black shimmering with metallic luster, growing tenaciously.

But suddenly a thunderbolt fell from the sky, and the whole big tree was covered by jumping lightning. The thunder was so terrifying that the big tree turned into charcoal, leaving only a half-destroyed blackened stump.

"This is death. External death is death, internal death is also death, one's own death is death, and other people's death is also death." Luo Yang muttered in his heart, constantly comprehending, and his thinking was constantly turbulent.

"You can give death to others, or you can choose to die yourself. This is not only the way of heaven, but also the way of humanity, and even more the way of nature. Below immortals, death is the ultimate destination."

Luo Yang's eyes kept twinkling: "So death is vast and unpredictable, like a vast sea of ​​stars, like an endless land, and will eventually bury everything and become the home of all living beings."

In the outside world, the light around him was turning, the white was constantly decreasing, and the black was constantly increasing, almost turning into a pure black scroll.

With the passage of time, the years and rivers washed one after another, the stars moved, the rain beat the wind, and the scorched wooden pile actually exuded greenness and sprouted new branches.

It is so delicate, with a light yellow color, and there are crystal clear dewdrops rolling on it, like pearls walking on a jade plate. In this deadly contrast, life is really too beautiful.

"Great life! Tenacious life! Beautiful life!"

Luo Yang sighed one after another. He thought that this big tree was finished. After all, even the Supreme Emperor would eventually return to ruins. How could any living beings escape from death?

But the reality made him amazed again and again, and he couldn't help but lament the beauty and greatness of life. Indeed, even the emperor and the supreme would die, but isn't it also a kind of eternal existence if the emperors appear alternately?

One life, one autumn of grass and trees, a new generation replaces the old one, this is also a kind of eternal life!

Life is so great that it can compete with death. Looking at it from another angle, if there is no life, there will be no meaning of death, and without death, there will be no value of life.

So life and death, black and white, there is me in you, and you in me, regardless of each other, they are one and the same, his understanding just now has deepened even more.

The black and white rays of light outside were balanced and turned into a circle. Luoyang thought of the Taoist Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, which is the method of Taoism, which looks very simple.

But it is really extremely difficult and obscure, even saints can't see through it, but ordinary people can also get huge benefits from it.

Luoyang's handprints changed, black and white began to be outlined, and turned into a yin and yang Tai Chi diagram. The surrounding flames disappeared, and he shot suddenly, and the Tai Chi diagram rotated in the stone trough in front of him.

He succeeded, entered the second row, and his body became as big as a mountain. He could clearly see Zhong Qing, Bai Liuguang, Mr. Bowen and others, and he had the illusion of being among the strong.

Luoyang continued to realize that even though he was burned into a burning man, the Taiji diagram was spinning to extinguish the flames, and the golden dragon ginseng had been eaten to pieces, and it seemed that he would be finished soon.

The outside world is very lively at the moment, even if they fail, they still stay here, wanting to see what the final result is, knowing the gap between themselves and others, of course, there are some small things in their hearts that are not enough to understand outsiders.

The atmosphere at the front is very strange. There are still some young masters from the three palaces who are setting up formations at the moment, and all kinds of formation flags, formation disks, and formation platforms are thrown into the void.

Surrounded by crystal clear patterns, the door was heavily sealed, not to mention people, not even a mosquito could fly out.

But Yu Fei, Tai Huangtian, and Xiang Xixi stood in the formation, each with a cold face, murderous intent brewing in their chests, arousing the resonance of heaven and earth, and thunder rolling.

Among the hundreds of people who were eliminated, none of them dared to approach except the masters of the palace. They all hid aside and watched, talking a lot, guessing that these three were about to attack Luoyang.

Under Gu Yiyi's support, Erya and Dagou didn't fight each other for the time being. After all, Yufei and the others didn't want to fight to the death with Gu Yiyi who was in the same realm as them.

Their opponent is only Luoyang, and their killing intent has reached the extreme. They just looked down on Luoyang before and wanted to protect the honor of the family, that's all.

But as time went by, they became jealous, and then they were worried, apprehensive, and didn't want Luoyang to have room to grow.

Take this moment as an example, the longer Luoyang persists in it, the more murderous they will be, because it proves that Luoyang's talent is higher!

Finally, just as they waited anxiously, the closed door creaked open, and a young man in a purple robe with crystal-clear hair came out.

He has a handsome face, a dignified appearance, a tall figure, and an elegant demeanor, with a faint smile on his lips. He is the dream lover of countless boudoir girls and passionate young women.

Luo Yang showed up, but he didn't make it to the first row. It didn't mean that his talent and comprehension were not as good as Zhong Qing and the others, but because his cultivation base was too low and his knowledge was too shallow.

The previous scriptures were not meant for him at all, and his talent in the second row was enough to shock the world.

If he is also in the realm of great power, Luoyang should be able to sit and discuss with that king. Luoyang is very satisfied, this is enough, after all, he is still young.

"It looks like you're very proud, Luoyang. It took so long to show up. We thought you were dead inside."

Yu Fei is as gentle and moist as jade, but perhaps because of her practice of martial arts, she has a bit of a vicious temper.

Luo Yang held his head high, looked down at the three of them, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "Old Sunflower, I listen to the great way of heaven and earth, and I am naturally proud of the incomparable sound. Why are you not convinced?"

"What's the point of talking to him, this kid has always been eloquent, just kill him!" Xiang Xixi was so angry that he had already killed Luoyang.

(End of this chapter)