I Can Redeem the Merit Template

  Chapter 627 Special Fate

   But it is not Lingbao Tianzun.

  Lingbao Huang Ting leader!

  Although I have watched it several times, I can’t help but shake my face when facing this majestic and noble god.

  This is the oldest **** of the Yellow Court.

  Among the heavens and gods, a very noble existence.

  However, Wang Yuan still had some doubts in his heart that the other party named Lingbao as the title of Lingbao. The leader of the Lingbao Huangting might have something to do with Lingbao Daojun.

  In fact, after the appearance of this new template, Wang Yuan has always had doubts in his mind.

  I was more worried about the relationship between the leader of Lingbao Huangting and Lingbao Daojun. At that time, it was too troublesome.

  Think carefully, it is indeed possible.

  Several powerful templates he awakened before, whether it is Xingtian Zuwu template, or Baize template, the invisible five-needle pine template, are more or less related to some powerful existence.

  But there is a difference that some beings successfully resurrected through his good condition.

  The other part failed, and became the nourishment on the way of his soul!

  All the distracting thoughts in his mind disappeared in an instant, and Wang Yuan finally chose to enter the reincarnation fusion mode. A huge vortex appeared in front of him, and this time his entire body of Daluo disappeared.

  Since he has made up his mind, he will not shrink back.

After Wang Yuan’s true body disappeared, the majestic Taoist palace on the Wanyang Taoist world was still standing in place. At this time, faintly looking away, there was a hazy figure standing out of thin air in the depths of the Taoist palace, standing on the rules of Wanyang Taoist avenue. , Suppress the Void.

  That is a trace of the big Luo brand left by Wang Yuan.

  Even if he reincarnated temporarily, he did not forget to leave a part of the back hand for An Xuanzhen, lest Wanyang Dao Realm would change his body after the reincarnation, which would not be reflected in time.

  Wang Yuan believes that during the period of time he is gone, great things may happen in Wanyang Dao Realm, especially after the three lectures of Dao Gong.

  Those top immortals and gods are all talented people, and they have practiced for much longer than a few Dao Ji. Only by a little chance, they can embark on the right path.

  This brand trembles slightly in the Dao Palace, and in a flash, it is transformed into a faint Yuanshi god-man image. Although there is no real body, the majesty of the heavens revealed in his eyes is like the essence.

  The sound of the sky shook his whole body, his eyes swept across the world of Wanyang Dao, and his eyes fell into the depths of the huge Tianmen without delimitation.

   His figure flashed, and he instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and fell towards the huge heavenly gate, and at the same time, the strong power of time and space condensed and emerged in the huge heavenly gate, turning into a portal.

  ……

  There are countless spiritual realms in the void.

This is a magnificent and immense Dao realm. After Wang Yuan merged with Lingbao Huang Ting's master template, a Yuguan Taoist who was preaching for many disciples suddenly stopped in this Fang Dao realm. His face was slightly surprised. Glancing in a certain direction.

   "It's true that the ice can't stop the flow of water, and the dead trees can come in spring again!"

  He smiled slightly.

Next to   , many disciples saw this, some of them not only asked.

   "Teacher, what makes the teacher so happy?"

   "Nothing, just a small thing!"

  The Taoist swung his hand to dust, let the disciples calm down, and continue to open the avenue with the disciples.

  Countless mysterious Dao runes filled the depths of this peculiar Dao realm.

  ……

  While re-integrating the new template on Wang Yuan's side, in another magnificent palace in the depths of the sky.

  A small temple stands in the void, but from a close perspective, it looks like a magnificent temple supporting the sky.

  It has a simple style all over, and there are countless demon statues quietly guarding the temple around it, and the most magnificent are the twelve huge statues.

   "It's such a boring place, you all said when will the lady be able to leave the customs!"

  Before a huge stone statue, a middle-aged figure in Chinese clothes sighed.

Next to   , there is another powerful golden armored **** who does not squint, as if he has become accustomed to the image of chattering about the middle-aged man. Only a few of them look at another beautiful woman in Tsing Yi above the steps.

  Jin? Seeing that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he could only step forward and say with relief.

  "Master, madam’s retreat will take some time, so don’t worry. By the way, those sons and daughters, madam didn’t let you discipline those sons, daughter..."

  Hearing this, Wang Shaoheng suddenly became annoyed.

   "Those bastards, relying on a little magic of their own, I don't know where they went. If I catch those bastards, I will not be merciless!"

  Speaking of this, Wang Shaoheng not only sighed: “These bastards, if half of the second brother’s peace of mind, that’s great!”

  He grabbed his beard and his face was sad.

  Jin Mo Mo saw it next to him, secretly funny.

  Wang Shaoheng followed a group of people to this Pangu Blood Pond Hall, but he did not "freely" come down. After Wu Niang, he continued to have children.

  For hundreds of years, the knees can be very lively.

  Fortunately, otherwise Wang Shaoheng would not be able to restrain himself, and he would have left here long ago.

Seeing Wang Shaoheng eagerly leading a group of powerful gods away, Jin Moya looked at the huge temple behind her, her eyes squinted slightly.

   Visible with her **** eyes, in the depths of the towering, magnificent, huge Pangu Temple that suppresses the heavens and the earth, there are twelve magnificent beams of light, nine of which are completely dyed into a strong dark color.

  The dark power is immense.

  The power contained in it seems to be able to easily tear the sky and engulf the world.

  And the tenth magnificent beam of light was gradually infested, and it was quickly dyed into a dark color.

   Around the Pangu Temple, the rich heaven and earth air transport formed the long river of air transport to supply that ray of dark Dao mother divine power swallowed, becoming the propellant of integration power.

Jin Moya's eyes are shining with fiery colors, and only his own master has such courage~www.readwn.com~ can accomplish feats that other gods cannot. Once successful, then Chi Youda in the depths of the Jiuli Demon Palace What is the devil?

  This person claims to be dark to evil, the lord of all evils, but is comparable to the achievements of his own master, and is not even worthy of carrying shoes.

  But you, Jin Mo, also have some worries in your eyes at this time. To swallow the power of the twelve ancestor witch souls and re-bring the witch clan is such a majestic undertaking. Once exposed, it will probably attract countless powerful people to besieged.

  This thing is too dangerous.

  Especially those Hunyuan saints with unusually sensitive noses.

  These Hunyuan Saints have been eyeing the ancient temple recently!

  Jin Mo Ye felt a bit of a headache at this time, but fortunately, his own master found Wang Shaoheng's special life style existence, temporarily able to temporarily conceal one or two by differentiating the origin.

  But when Hunyuan Saint noticed, there is still a risk of exposure.

At this moment, Jin Moya looked at him, but saw a purple-gold air luck in the void suddenly descend from the sky and fell into the Pangu Blood Pond Hall. In an instant, he saw the dark brilliance skyrocketing, and in an instant, the wild gold in the tenth pillar of light Invaded, a terrifying giant full of flames stood up from the Pangu Temple.

  (End of this chapter)