Immortal Stars

The power of the realm, the power of the law, and the power of the soul, Wang Xu has now completely reached the point of perfection of the three powers.

Enough to qualify for a try!

With a shout, Lan Ji's figure quietly emerged beside him.

"Let's start." Without asking too much, Lan Ji waved his hand and opened the dragon circle.

Looking at the ten white dragons roaring and attacking, Wang Xu stretched out his hand.

"What will a successful "Sign" look like?"

He slowly closed his eyes.

As if the whole person is immersed in a very wonderful world.

There is no more deceitful deception here, no more life-and-death battles, no more miserable and painful hell, everything seems to be the most beautiful existence... lingering in Wang Xu's heart...

Whoa!

Suddenly, behind Wang Xu, a faint phantom formed by a black light slowly appeared.

"What is this?" The lonely figure in red robe stood not far from Wang Xu, watching this scene in astonishment.

"Soul power... What kind of soul power is this, why do I always feel... It's like the emperor is in front of me, and I want to worship him!"

"It's the Holy Venerable Taixu. Looking behind him, a ghost of a soul appears!"

"That...that's...I'm not mistaken!"

"It's really Emperor Xuanlong! How can the illusory appearance of Emperor Xuanlong appear in the phantom of his soul?"

Seeing this scene, many people of the ancestors of the Holy Venerable stood up involuntarily, and their faces were horrified.

If the power of the realm reaches perfection, it will make the physical body cross a big realm. When the power of the law is perfect, there will be the phenomenon of incarnation of the law, then when the power of the soul is perfect. There will be a "soul phantom".

In the past, loneliness was also a coexistence of Wangxu with the existence of the ghost of the soul.

Now Wang Xu has also given birth to the phantom of the soul, which shows that his soul power has also reached the perfect state.

However, what is shocking is that when the phantom of the soul appears, it often shows the figure of the cultivator himself.

But Wang Xu's soul is false, but it is Emperor Xuanlong!

The robe was fluttering, like a fairy out of the dust, and the flowing white hair danced in the wind. In those dark golden eyes, there is a bottomless depth, as if all the changes in the world are to him. It's just passing by, not worth mentioning.

Although there is no trace of the aura of the Great Emperor, there is an aura unique to the Great Emperor in this phantom of the soul.

This is irreplaceable.

"I've waited for so long. I'm finally free." Lan Ji saw the ghost of the soul behind Wang Xu, which was getting bigger and bigger. He smiled slightly, with a hint of happiness.

"The illusory form of Emperor Xuanlong's soul?!"

The Dark Night Holy Venerable saw the figure of the Great Emperor Xuanlong who shocked everyone at a glance.

"It's really Emperor Xuanlong... It's really him... Could it be that he has already cultivated "Zheng" to perfection? Impossible! Impossible! How could he have completed "Zheng" before me, this is impossible!! "The Dark Night Holy Venerable couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

Two million years ago, he already knew that "Zheng" did not have a seventh level, but needed to join his own path in order to make "Zheng" complete.

Over the past two million years, he has gradually infiltrated his own path into the "Sign", just one step away. He will be successful.

But at this moment, Wang Xu was in the most perfect posture. It showed the phantom of the soul of Emperor Xuanlong.

What this shows, the Holy Venerable Dark Night can't be more clear-Wang Xu is already in front of him, integrating his own way into the "Sign", which will make such a change in the phantom of the soul!

No matter how the Dark Night Holy Venerable didn't believe it, the facts were already in front of him. Even if he had the most heaven-defying and enchanting aptitude, he couldn't stop the cruelty of reality from coming.

...

"Submit."

Wang Xu opened his eyes and raised his head to spit out two words.

At the same time, the illusory soul of Emperor Xuanlong behind him was also saying these two words.

There was no black light, and there was no surging of the power of the soul. The ten white dragons that rushed towards Wang Xu, just in these words, all of the fierce colors disappeared in an instant.

"Owner."

"Owner."

Ten white dragons have been completely enslaved by Wang Xu.

In just one sentence, the white dragon of the Holy Venerable Realm was enslaved!

The consummation of the power of the soul, coupled with the road belonging to Wang Xu in the "Sign", the two are combined into one, and the effect has been enhanced by countless levels.

"No wonder Qing Pu once said that all soul cultivators are tough guys, and now I finally understand why Qing Pu said that." You Ji murmured.

Soul cultivators are specializing in the power of the soul.

Their attack is invisible, a word, a look, can capture the soul!

In battle, if the soul is in a trance, it can be fatal in an instant.

"Keep going."

Wang Xu is domineering, and the power of his soul has reached perfection, so he has nothing to fear!

After that, the blue dragon, the red dragon, the yellow dragon, and the silver dragon were all lost under Wang Xu's "submission". Their fierce expressions were restrained, and they were all docile and loyal. Even if they committed suicide on the spot, they did not hesitate.

Roar!

Roar!

Wang Xu stepped into the golden dragon battle circle.

At this time, the hearts of the ancestors of many saints are all hanging in the eyes.

When Wang Xu appeared the ghost of Emperor Xuanlong's soul, they had already faintly realized that perhaps today, the Holy Venerable Taixu will pass this test and obtain the treasure of the emperor left by Emperor Xuanlong!

Ten golden dragons bared their teeth and danced their claws, roaring and attacking.

This is the last level.

If the slavery is successful, you can successfully pass the trial and get the treasure of the emperor.

If you don't succeed, you still have to continue to be trapped in this cloudless place.

Wang Xu's eyes were piercing, with indomitable dominance and firmness in his eyes.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop!

"Submit."

As if the giant bell that shook the sky was tolled, the head of Wang Xu, the illusory head of Emperor Xuanlong's soul, was filled with the power of the soul, and it turned into a huge grinding disc that spanned the heavens and the earth.

Grinding disk big time and space.

However, unlike before, this time. What Wang Xu performed was the most complete "Sign"!

The soul of Emperor Xuanlong stretched out a hand, reaching for the ten golden dragons that were attacking Wang Xu.

At this moment, it became extremely slow.

It's like time and space have turned into a swamp. Everything seemed to be in slow motion.

"Can it be successful?"

"I'm afraid... yes!"

The many ancestors of the saints below looked nervous, and their eyes were fixed on the illusory soul of the Emperor Xuanlong.

Even the ancestor of Jiu Le, who has always been cynical and didn't care about everything, stopped drinking at this time and stared at it.

"He won't succeed...no...definitely not!"

The Dark Night Holy Venerable roared in his heart, not daring to look away.

The huge grinding disc turned slowly, twisting the void. Exudes terrifying soul power.

Ow—

The souls of the ten golden dragons were affected, showing a painful expression, and the huge dragon body struggled and rolled in the void.

"Are you going to fail?" Youji saw this familiar scene. Brow wrinkled.

Wang Xu has tried countless times of slavery, but every time it is the same picture.

The golden dragon struggled, roared, and cried out in pain. Eventually life fades away. Or restore as before, and all fail.

Will it fail this time too?

Silent held his breath and stared intently.

No one can bear the distorted pain of the soul, even the Golden Dragon of the Ancestor Realm is suffering.

At this moment, a large palm with a virtual soul—the palm of the Great Emperor Xuanlong came to the front of a golden dragon who was suffering in pain.

He stroked the golden dragon lightly. In the dark golden eyes of the illusory soul, of course there is no domineering. There is only softness left.

At this moment, the Great Emperor Xuanlong no longer felt like a super presence standing above the clouds, but an ordinary person with special feelings for dragons and beasts.

Roar!

The golden dragon let out a weak roar, and gradually stopped struggling under the caress of Emperor Xuanlong's palm.

"The golden dragon doesn't move, is it dead?"

"No, the breath of life has not disappeared, and the golden dragon is not dead!"

The ancestors of the saints are more nervous than ever before, even more than they have ever crossed the universe or returned by ferry.

"Owner."

Suddenly, an extremely docile voice came from the mouth of the golden dragon.

As soon as the sound came out, it seemed that the world fell into a dead silence for a while.

After three full breaths.

"Oh my God! It really succeeded!"

"I can't believe that the one who finally passed this trial would be the Holy Venerable Taixu!"

"The Great Emperor's Treasure is about to be revealed. I really want to see what the Great Treasure of the Great Emperor Xuanlong has set up for such a monstrous trial."

The ancestors of the saints suddenly boiled!

Although they were very reluctant to see Wang Xu pass this trial, they could do nothing, but they were curious about Emperor Xuanlong's treasure and wanted to see what kind of treasure it would be.

It worked!

Youji took a deep breath and waved his fist fiercely to express the surging excitement in his heart.

"He... has he succeeded?" Dark Night Holy Venerable's eyes dimmed for a while, as if he had aged for countless years and lost his original brilliance.

He is an unprecedented enchanting genius in Kedan, giving him enough time, the Great Emperor Realm is not impossible.

But no matter how high he achieves in the future, there will still be a knot in his heart.

If he lost, he lost to Wang Xu. He was obviously a dualistic saint, but in just a few million years, he surpassed him and achieved things that even he could not succeed.

Although most of the credit should be attributed to You Ji, if you lose, you lose. There is no reason, no excuse.

Wang Xu was relieved at this time, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

It seems that he guessed correctly, the key to passing this trial ~www.novelmt.com~ is on the "Zheng", and the perfect "Zheng" can enslave the golden dragon.

"Owner."

"Owner."

With the surrender of the first golden dragon, the remaining nine golden dragons stopped struggling one after another, and the huge dragon body circled around Wang Xuyou with a very docile expression.

But soon, all the golden dragons' movements stopped.

"Little guy, congratulations."

Lan Ji came to Wang Xu and smiled, "You have successfully enslaved ten golden dragons and met the conditions of Emperor Xuanlong. You are qualified to get the treasure he left behind."

Wang Xu's eyes were hot.

It's finally here, the treasure of the great emperor!

For this treasure of the great emperor, Wang Xu had no idea how much hardship he had gone through, how much he had suffered, and even nearly took his own life. Fortunately, all the hard work paid off, and Wang Xu was naturally excited! (To be continued..)()