The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 859 Breakthrough again, see the origin

Luo Yang already had a bold guess in his heart. The figure of that stalwart brought only shock and awe to people, and there was no resistance or blasphemy in his heart!

In his mind, there is probably only one person who can achieve this step, and that is the number one Supreme Emperor throughout the ages, the true Lord of the Heavenly Court, the Mythical Heavenly Emperor!
"What kind of person is the Mythical Heavenly Emperor? If he wants to do something, anyone in the three thousand worlds will run away to curry favor with him. He actually refines the weapon himself, which shows that the matter is of great importance!"

Luoyang has already recovered his body. The golden light and fire light on his body surface turned into thousands of silk threads, intertwined and intertwined continuously, just like this, they turned into a loose and gorgeous robe, covering Luoyang's body, which set off his tall and straight body.

Luo Yang stood up and paced back and forth here, feeling more and more that things were getting bigger and more intriguing. He began to think about the origin of the emperor system, and what connection it had with the heaven and that existence.

However, his position is still too low, his cultivation base is too weak, and the era of the mythical heaven is too far away from now.

Time has buried a lot of things, even sages can't explore it, let alone a mere Luoyang.

But he doesn't need to rack his brains to imagine and speculate, because visions will appear every time he passes through nirvana, he just needs to continue to break through to know, and there should be a lot of gains.

After thinking about this, Luo Yang felt relieved. He still had a few days to practice, so he couldn't waste it. He continued to sit high on the cloud bed, pulling the flames to practice.

The large balls of cotton-like clouds of flames were absorbed by Luoyang, refined and integrated into him, and the cultivation of the whole person rose, and by the time he got out from here, he had already reached the peak of the sixth level of Nirvana!
Fifteen days later, Luoyang stood on the volcano and roared, thousands of dragons and dragons roared up to the sky at the same time, and Luoyang turned into a ten-foot golden-winged roc by harnessing the golden light!

He is very handsome, with golden wings and golden feathers, flying in anger, his wings carried three miles of haze, across a hundred miles of space, he got into Thunder Lake with a plop, splashing three hundred feet of waves!
The next moment the lake surface split open, and out of it emerged a head of Zhang Xu long blue bird, rebellious and domineering, and when he said something, thousands of thunder ripples were rippling out.

There are also [-] days of practice time in Thunder Lake, Luoyang didn't want to waste this hard-won opportunity, and he didn't want to see those disciples of Chaotian Temple who were practicing in the lake, and sank directly into Thunder Lake.

All the way down, I arrived at a depth of one thousand feet in a blink of an eye. The power of thunder here is so strong that it almost doesn't need to be absorbed and pulled by people.

Luoyang is also welcome, the treasure looks solemn, pure and flawless, and he started to practice. The majestic and vast thunder force scattered into the limbs and bones, washing the muscles, bones and membranes, and nourishing the internal organs.

Luoyang Meixin Yuanshen sits in town, governing all directions, and the chaos tower in the dantian operates together with the funeral coffin, refining all the thunder and spiritual power gathered like the rivers returning to the sea, enriching itself, and washing the eighth layer of chaos.

Just like when I was at the volcano, Luoyang began to focus on practicing the Juan method. Thunder gathered and dissipated around me, and there was a feeling of changing winds and clouds, and clouds rolling and clouds relaxing.

His Thunder attainments continued to strengthen and deepen, and the masculine and masculine Thunder was as docile as a kitten by his side.

Luoyang could clearly feel the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the thunder elements, and felt that they were like naughty little animals, and the relationship with him was very cordial.

Thunder around him sometimes turns into sun, moon and stars, sometimes into mountains and moons, sometimes into flying insects and beasts, sometimes there is a scene of falling flowers in an empty valley, and sometimes there is a glimpse of a bright moon and a magpie startled by another branch.

Some scenes of flowers blooming and withering, years of prosperity and decline appear again and again, and disappear again and again. Every time the time passes, the breath of Luoyang will become more calm and domineering.

Nine days and nine nights passed, and the handprints of Luoyang, who was sitting withered like a puppet made of dirt, changed, and a god of thunder appeared majestically.

A layer of thunder world appeared, complicated and complicated, and turned into a total of [-] layers, becoming more powerful and invincible, interlocking and supporting each other, and there is a feeling of divine clarity.

Not only the Sanqian Thunder God Realm has made great progress, but Luoyang's realm has also broken through again. His perception is enough, as long as he has enough strength, he can make a perfect breakthrough!
An energy storm erupted in his body, stormy waves rolled up in Thunder Lake, and the mighty holy flame of chaos ignited.

However, the fairy burial coffin flew out automatically, covering part of the flames inside, preventing the outside world from seeing it.

However, the chaotic golden fire of more than 9000 feet is still extremely astonishing, and the thousands of genius disciples who practiced in the Thunder Lake were shocked.

One by one, they opened their Dharma Eyes and began to observe Luoyang with their supernatural powers. Their faces were either surprised or envious, and they talked about each other through sound transmission!

The fire of Nirvana beyond nine thousand feet is the king body, the existence of the so-called king of physique, even in the imperial dynasty, is the most supreme talent, and will be cultivated as a Taoist and a Buddha.

All the eyes from all directions were projected over, deep and wise, and the sound of surprise came from the depths of time and space. This is a respectable king, and they all love talents.

In the distance, the purple-eyed young man Guan Zizai holds a dust whisk in his hand, with a smile on his face: "Supreme Tianzun, it's really interesting, a king body has appeared again, I don't know how much trouble it will stir up in this world."

Luoyang has already broken through the bottleneck of the seventh level of Nirvana. This time, not only the flesh and blood were turned into fly ash, but even the bones were turned into fly ash, leaving only a mass of spiritual power to be tempered by the flames.

These days are the most dangerous for Nirvana cultivators, because the spiritual power is difficult to cultivate and often relatively fragile, so it is easy to be burned to ashes by the flames, and there is no redemption!

But for Luoyang, this is just the most relaxing and freehand. His spiritual sense has become a primordial spirit, and he has the background of a king.
So now he is just bathing in the sea of ​​fire, wandering in the golden light, and the scene he was waiting for has appeared again.

It is still the existence of the incomparably stalwart, suspected to be the mythical emperor, but he does not wear the emperor's robe and the emperor's crown. Breathing freely can drive the contraction and expansion of the universe, and the sun, moon and stars will also revolve around him constantly.

This stalwart mysterious existence is so powerful and indestructible, the treasures refined around him have gathered into a galaxy, and there is Qiu Hong's sword, which can split the universe with a light shake of the sword's light.

There are bright swords, automatic without wind, fierce and domineering, and the buzzing sound can shatter the starry sky. There are also ninety-story pagodas, halberds shaped like dragons, divine bells that cleanse the world, and spears stained with divine blood. eternal!

The Supreme didn't stop, he turned his back to Luoyang and couldn't see the specific operation clearly, but a huge melting furnace appeared, and a hanging galaxy was directly picked and stuffed into it, melted and cast.

Luo Yang was stunned, his soul was gasping for air, he was so shocked, and after an unknown amount of time, the lid of the oven was opened, and a huge hall flew out with a divine light spraying thousands of miles away.

There is a golden plaque on the front, on which are clearly written the four big characters of the Mission Hall, the pen is like a dragon and snake, and the iron hook is silver.
"My God, I must have read it wrong!"

Luoyang's primordial spirit was spinning around in the flames, constantly rubbing his eyes and patting his face. It wasn't that he lost his composure due to poor mental endurance, but the scene he saw was really amazing.

Now everything is obvious. That stalwart existence refined the Mission Hall and the Nine Kings Palace. There is an [-]% chance that the Emperor System is the magical existence refined by his old man!

No wonder it's the Supreme Emperor system, that's right, something made by the Emperor of Heaven can't be called an invincible eunuch system, right?

The primordial spirits in Luoyang are sucking their teeth. If the Emperor's Xiutong was refined by the Mythical Heavenly Emperor, wouldn't he be the descendant of the Mythical Heavenly Emperor?

He also thought of his Emperor's Saint Physique, the supreme physique of the past and present, which may be inextricably linked with the Mythical Heavenly Emperor, which made things even more confusing.

"Could it be that the God of Mythology knows that there will be a young man who looks like him in the distant future, so he tailor-made a supreme weapon for him in advance?"

Chixu's primordial spirit scratched his head, grinning and felt that this idea was unreliable: "Perhaps the old man made a magic weapon to choose a successor."

"Could it be that I am the reincarnation of the Mythological Emperor? Or is my father the Mythological Emperor? Or is my mother the only daughter of the Mythological Emperor? Ahhh, this is really troublesome. I can't figure it out, I don't want to!"

Luo Yang waved his hands again and again, and finally grinned his teeth and held his head, almost going crazy, but when he was going crazy, the Wei'an Emperor turned on the furnace again, and this time the emperor's treasure house was forged.

The vision dissipated slowly, and the Holy Fire of Nirvana burned again for half an hour and then powerlessly extinguished. Luoyang opened his mouth and sucked in the spiritual power from heaven and earth.

Nirvana Seventh Layer's cultivation base is much stronger than before, and now he is confident that he can blow up the ordinary powerful existence of the Second Heavenly Heaven, and he can barely do it in the emperor's dynasty.

This time he witnessed the emergence of the Emperor System, and a question that had haunted him for a long time was answered, but more mysteries came to his face, like a mess, he couldn't figure it out.

Luoyang is also a person with great wisdom and courage. If you can't figure it out, you can put it aside for the time being. When you improve your cultivation, everything can be solved easily!

His current cultivation base is still too weak, a king can easily kill him, not to mention the legendary heavenly court involved, where any general who farts can collapse him to death!

For the rest of the time, Luoyang focused on tempering his physical body, and the time for the opening of the eighth-level portal was approaching. His muscles were constantly wriggling, and every inch of flesh and blood was blooming.

There was a tinkling sound, and the thunder fire was burning vigorously with the holy blood as fuel. Luoyang regarded himself as an oven, and used the power of thunder and flames as a hammer to continuously forge his body.

In the depths of Chaotian Temple, a purple galaxy stretches across the sky thousands of miles away, shedding wisps of brilliance.

Under the star river, an old Taoist priest with purple hair and purple eyes sat on the ground carelessly, really eclectic, chanting sutras and shaking his head.

And in front of him is a blazing golden fire of Nirvana, and a blazing symbol in the flame hovers around the Nine Heavens Palace, exuding pure and profound Dao Yun.

"call out!"

The sound of piercing the sky came, and a purple rainbow suddenly appeared, and Guan Zizai landed on the ground, his delicate and refined face was brilliantly reflected by the flames: "Nirvana has reached the tenth heaven, and the second brother is indeed the return of the king!"

(End of this chapter)