First Class Taoist Gate

Endless Void

The vast sea of ​​stars, the starry sky was blank, with the brilliance of the sun everywhere, and the brilliance of the distant stars could not be seen at all.

How far is the sun star from the earth?

If it hadn’t been for the nine golden crows to be equipped with a ride, it would not have been possible to get close to the outer range of the sun so quickly. Even so, the ten golden crows that formed a large array had flown for nearly two decades before they could touch the atmosphere of the sun star.

If the sun star is so hot, how can there be an atmosphere?

When the ten golden crows touched the atmosphere of the sun star and were about to land on the sun star, Zhang Bairen on the earth was suddenly shocked. He hurried back to the small yard to do it cross-legged, and instantly connected the ten golden crows in the dark.

The surface of the sun star is liquid, all of which is spewing magma, which is many times more powerful than nuclear fusion.

In the face of the Huanghuang Tianwei, the ten crows were not afraid.

After 20 years of flying, and inspiring the will of the sun and stars to bless, the ten crows have already begun to change continuously.

From the initial feathers, wings, to golden eyes, mouth, and even the belly began to bulge slightly, it seemed that there was something to squeeze out.

Looking at the violent energy below, even the ten fire crows are like petrels in the storm, constantly shaking.

Fortunately, ten golden crows formed a formation, hugged into a ball, turned into a spherical shape, and plunged into the magma suddenly.

There is fear, but more is the desire from the depths of the blood.

The surface of the sun star is liquid magma, while the lower layer is the surface and the center of the earth. I don't know how much its terrifying temperature should be.

The extremely powerful heat can quench the blood of the Golden Crow and make the Fire Crow metamorphose. All are magma, but the magma on the earth is far inferior to the sun star.

"pain!"

The painful Zhang Bairen suddenly woke up, sweating profusely.

"It's not going to work like this, the power in the sun star is too strong, I'm afraid that the fire crow won't last long" Zhang Bairen's expression is gloomy, he feels the ten flames in the dark, he can feel the dark. Pain, struggle, and fear.

"Phoenix blood!" Zhang Bairen stretched out his palm, and three drops of phoenix blood slowly floated in his palm.

He swallowed a drop of phoenix blood himself, Zhang Lihua swallowed a drop of phoenix blood, and four drops of phoenix blood.

He couldn't bear to use all the four drops of phoenix blood. After putting a drop of phoenix blood away, he saw Zhang Bairen visualizing the gods. The next moment the golden slips in his hand burst into light, echoing the four divine fetuses in his body.

The black real air inside the body turned into golden yellow, like a raging flame, and the sun fragments scattered endless flames.

Three drops of phoenix blood pierced through the layers of twisted void and landed directly on the small sun in Zhang Bairen's dantian. From that small sun, ten golden crows hugged in a ball, and they were struggling to resist the power of the sun.

"This is only the outermost layer" Zhang Bairen sighed, and three drops of phoenix blood fell into the large formation, instantly absorbed by the Golden Crow phantom.

After absorbing three drops of phoenix blood, these ten fire crows gradually calmed down and fell into a deep sleep. The blood veins in the body were continuously tempered, and traces of extremely pure golden blood veins slowly emerged from their bodies.

"Stay steady!" Zhang Bairen's heart was surging, and the most critical step was achieved. Next, as long as he was not brain-disabled, or did not suffer from natural disasters on the sun and stars, these ten golden crows were properly conceived.

Ten golden crows!

Persistence can run wild! Even if the ancient gods resurrected, they couldn't stop him.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Lihua leaned over when Zhang Bairen opened his eyes.

Zhang Bairen was overwhelmed with ecstasy in his heart, looking at the dreamlike face close at hand, couldn't help standing up and hugging Zhang Lihua in his arms, and then kissed his red lips.

"Um..." Zhang Lihua struggled subconsciously, pushing Zhang Bairen away, glaring at Zhang Bairen angrily. Zhang Bairen laughed, eyes full of ecstasy.

"But what's the good thing?" Zhang Lihua asked in a warm voice, the blush on her face gradually receded and her excitement was restored.

"Of course it is a good thing, a great thing" Zhang Bairen felt comfortable: "Today I need to make a jar of good wine and stir a few small dishes to celebrate."

Yang Lihua winked like silk, got up and went outside to give orders.

After dinner, under Zhang Lihua's service, Zhang Bairen took off his clothes and entered the bed. Zhang Lihua looked at Zhang Bairen with a crimson complexion and a white neck like rouge. It seemed that he couldn't help but kiss him.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Lihua turned off the lights, and trembled into the collapse.

The greasy body leaned over, Zhang Bairen's body became stiff, his breathing became swift and muddy, and he couldn't help but hug Zhang Lihua.

Zhang Lihua stiffened, and the two remained motionless.

After a while, Zhang Bairen laughed bitterly: "Lihua, I am within reach of Daoyang God, but I can't give up Dao Gong at this time, otherwise the suffering of the previous decades will be in vain!"

Zhang Lihua chuckled, twisted her body, and immediately made Zhang Bairen's heart angry: "I know, go to sleep!"

"I have been in retreat for fifteen years and have never really slept once. It feels so good." Zhang Bairen sighed softly, and his head plunged into Zhang Lihua's hair. A steady breath came and he actually fell asleep.

Looking at Zhang Bairen who was asleep, Zhang Lihua smiled softly, shrank into Zhang Bairen's arms, and fell asleep slowly.

Just after dawn the next day, roosters crowed.

Opening his eyes habitually, Zhang Lihua's black and moist eyes were staring at him, and the two of them looked at each other instantly. Zhang Lihua turned his eyes like a guilty conscience, and slowly sat up in a bellyband.

Through the pink bellyband, you can see the softness of the two balls.

Involuntarily, Zhang Bairen stretched out his right hand and grabbed it, only to hear Zhang Lihua exclaimed, staring at Zhang Bairen with a red face, his eyes seemed to drip.

"Wow!" Zhang Bairen quickly let go, fearing that Zhang Lihua would get angry and burn himself.

"Humph" showed an expression that counts you, Zhang Lihua slowly stood up and began to put on her clothes.

Zhang Bairen stretched his waist and stood up slowly. After putting on his clothes, he had breakfast with Mother Zhang and headed towards Luoyang City.

Along the way, Zhang Bairen sensed some unusual atmospheres, as if a strange aura enveloped the earth.

Lanruo Temple!

Suddenly Zhang Bairen paused, looking at the still tattered Lanruo Temple, standing in front of the gate of Lanruo Temple, silent for a long time.

Lanruo Temple is still deserted, and a wave of evil spirits rises to the sky.

"It really is where the dirt is hidden, there is one wave after another." Standing in front of the gate of Lanruo Temple, Zhang Bairen thought a lot, thinking about what happened when he left Zhuojun for the first time. At that time, ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Bairen finally got acquainted with and adapted to this era, and understood the sinister ways of this world. That glamorous woman slammed her head into death in front of her like this, and the red blood seemed to be in front of her. Everything is as clear as yesterday.

"Roar~~~"

A gloomy wind rolled up, suddenly blowing towards Zhang Bairen from Lanruo Temple.

"It's fine if you haven't met. Now that you meet me, it's a good thing to get rid of it! If you're unlucky!" Zhang Bairen flipped the palm of his hand after he finished speaking, and his ethnic bag was held in his hand, and he chanted a spell in his mouth , I saw that the race bag grew in the wind and turned into a basketball size. It hovered above Lanruo Temple, and only heard howling ghosts and wolves. The whirlwind swept across the entire Lanruo Temple, and the big and small ghosts were uprooted by the race bag.

"Little Taoist, do you dare to bad grandpa's good deeds!" A black shadow actually broke free from the human race bag, and the black sword light in his hand seemed to swallow the void, and slashed towards Zhang Bairen.

"Ghosts? They are the ghosts and gods who escaped from Dunhuang. Since you are escaping for your life, it's not easy to find a place in the mountains and stubbornly. You dare to come out in broad daylight and harm people. If you meet the poor road today, it should be your death date!" Zhang Bairen's eyes were cold.

Ghosts and gods can resist the existence of the realm of Hengyang God. However, Zhang Bairen was in retreat for fifteen years, and he was not sitting alone. He might be a little jealous of the strong Yangshen, but he was easy to come by for the ghosts and gods.

Sword Qi Huanghuang, earth-shaking.

"Sword repair!" Feeling the mighty sword aura, the ghost and **** would retreat with a scream, but saw that Zhang Bairen's dragon-slaying sword was unsheathed at this moment. The mighty Zhuxian sword intent seemed to condense time and space, and the ghost and **** seemed to be solidified amber.

Sword Qi ran across the air, splitting the ghosts and gods apart.

"boom!"

There was no resistance, and instantly turned to ashes.

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