The First Cause of All Realms

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The wind howled, and the sea of ​​spirit bowls rippled.

On the majestic and towering sacred mountain, one after another, the gazes of reality meet in the void, falling on the only outsider within a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers here.

Indifference, playfulness, inquiry, examination, disgust...

On the holy mountain, among the mountains, above and below the sea of ​​clouds, countless Taoists have walked out of the retreat, or raised their eyes, or looked down.

Within a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers, there are almost no mortals, and the masters of those gazes are all masters of supernatural powers, and among them there are even Jiuyao, and even the masters of the three extremes.

Not to mention anything else, just the meeting of those eyes is enough to crush the mountains and rivers, making people feel frustrating.

Standing in the center of the meeting of eyes, Yang Jue felt as if he was being pointed at by countless sharp swords, and his whole body felt cold from the outside to the inside.

But he didn't seem to realize it, only when he looked around, his expression became dignified.

In front of him, the bright yellow is like a waterfall, and the Juyun Golden Pagoda is looming, and behind him is the Wanshi Mountain, which is known as the most holy mountain in the sky.

"So, you are preparing for the ultimate fight at this moment. You asked me to come here, and you want me to take the aura of good fortune from the golden pagoda for you?"

"Um?!"

He is still in heaven and earth.

"Little friend, would you like the beauty of an adult?"

"I don't know who made the shot, what supernatural power?"

"You mean..."

On the dark red platform made of blood, the white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged with his back facing him, just like the first pass of Juyun Golden Pagoda.

Taoist Tianzong slightly sighed:

Yang Jue recognized that this Taoist was not one of the two people he had seen in a blink of an eye and wanted to stop the Red Demon King.

But this was not the ten-level Tianzong Taoist who was killed by him in the Juyun Golden Pagoda, but the unrivaled overlord who had ruled the world for four thousand years.

Faced with many prying eyes, Yang Jue adjusted his clothes slightly, looked at the few Taoists closest to him, and asked fiercely:

Looking at the shadow of the bell and cauldron on the top of the holy mountain, Taoist Xuanjing's expression changed:

The roaring and vibrating bell echoed among the mountains, attracting the attention of almost everyone, but soon, the bell and the divine light dissipated together.

"What's the surprise?"

Yang prison replied.

"Man has a life span, but so does the sky."

Longquan devoured the essence of the four worlds before and after, so four great emperors emerged, but this is also the limit!

"Actually, that's not quite right."

The understatement of Tianzong Taoist's words, in his induction, seemed to be the ancient master of the netherworld, outlining the book of life and death.

Yang Ju was a little startled but not confused, he just looked at Taoist Tianzong.

"oh?"

"Golden Bell of Ten Thousand Years..."

"This is 'Purple Qi Spirit Rice', which Emperor Yinggan obtained from the 'Desolate Realm' 40,000 years ago. It is said that it was the rice that dragons must eat at the earliest."

Taoist Xuanjing was at a loss for words for a moment, his old face flushed for a moment, but within a moment, he suppressed his anger and walked away.

The Baihe boy was blown away by the wind, Yang Jue stood still, and within ten feet away, he saw a small Taoist platform.

Looking down from here, the mountains under the sea of ​​clouds look very large, but here, it has not yet reached the top of Ruan Yongjie!

Taoist Xuanjing was slightly surprised, but he didn't have the intention to find out the truth, he just smiled and said: Taoist Tianzong sighed softly:

"Or…"

This is the real master like a cloud!

"you!

"Lingmi!"

"The Patriarch didn't say he saw you!"

"Don't work boy, Pindao is leading fellow Daoists from Nanling to pay respects to the Patriarch..."

It has been more than a million years since the tides in the Longquan world have risen. During such a long period of time, he will not be surprised if any supernatural powers appear.

On the day of the deadline, first kill the three heroes of the monster clan, and then kill the master of the demonic way, and then kill the two great masters of the Buddhist sect, several great practitioners of Wanfalou, and a great evil spirit of the Blood Prison Minghe Dao, and several old dragons from overseas, Killed together.

Hey!

"Of course, humans are different from dragons. The purple spirit rice planted by my sect is different from the original purple spirit rice. Not only does it taste better, it can be ripened seven times a year, and its outer spirit energy is also more abundant..."

Then, under Yang Ju's watchful eyes, a large area of ​​Gangfeng, Lingqi, supernatural light, and a strange city were poured out!

For millions of years in Longquan, the only ones who can strike across the border are those four great emperors!

A trace of uneasiness arose in Yang Ju's heart, and his tone was tentative:

This scene seemed to be beyond the expectations of some people, especially the few Taoists who were quite far apart, who were even more surprised.

As soon as this thought came to Yang Jue's mind, he suddenly felt that the world was turning around, and the void was changing. It happened in a thousandth of an instant, and the world changed again before his eyes!

"Purple Qi spirit rice feeds on sunlight. If it is blocked by supernatural powers or formations, it will affect the taste. It is located where the spirit rice is located, which is very attractive to insects and ants. Therefore, people need to take twelve hours to serve in shifts to catch insects."

Taoist Xuanjing hadn't finished his words when he suddenly heard a roar resounding, and saw the divine light surging above the holy mountain, with thousands of auspicious colors, as if the sound of bells and tripods trembled.

In the mountains, someone seemed to be aware of it, and was almost stunned. Above the sea of ​​clouds, there was even more anger.

call!

That's it!

Wanshi Mountain is so high that it almost enters the sea of ​​stars!

"It's really not very polite to say goodbye this time. But there is really nothing to do. There are many demon kings in Nanling, and the lion **** king is too late. If there is delay, there will be big troubles. trouble......"

There was a high-pitched crane cry.

After a moment of silence, above the farthest cloud head, Taoist Xuanjing made a speech and replied:

Even if what he mentioned in his words is rampant in the world, the four-pole giant that has been revered for the first time is as easy to break as a piece of grass!

However, compared to the spiritual field in front of us, the spiritual rice grown in the Cangjiang Gate is far inferior to its appearance.

The Taoist of Tianzong caressed his beard and smiled, and then returned to solemnity:

"Pindao should call you Sword Immortal Nanling."

call!

Yang Jue chewed on this sentence, and nodded in the meeting of all kinds of eyes.

"die?"

boom!

"Qiankun Molong? It is said that in ancient times, there was a big and four great monsters in the ancient monster race who were comparable to the extremes, and they were also known as the first demon ape in the world. Molong, your supernatural powers!"

Slack Mountain City!

Yang Yu is very good at discovering important points, and he delivered the conversation at the right time:

Yang Ju pressed his heart without a trace, and then looked into the distance, only to see the phantom of a bell and a tripod intertwined in the divine light like a waterfall.

The Taoist at the side of the mysterious whale is like a guide. Special introduction:

"The limit of life may not be insurmountable. As far as I know, the four-day killing of children has avoided its own limit by some method."

Yang Jue's heart was shocked. In his state of high concentration, he didn't even see his movements. The white-haired Taoist turned around!

His perception is far from comparable to that of an abnormal rank master, so naturally he cannot perceive the deepest kindness in this mountain.

The lower part is connected with the mountains and rivers a hundred thousand miles away, the upper part is connected with the stars in the sky, the middle part is the eastern barren land, and even the human cities all over the two seas and the four barren lands.

"Your patriarch sent his mount here, didn't he want it to carry me?"

"An unnaturally formed mountain..."

After all, Yang Ju stepped into the holy mountain of Wanshi in one step, and he didn't care at all that there are so many experts here, and the enemy is the most eye-catching. Lingtian.

"Actually, a long time ago, Pindao had already thought about his own death method."

"The other city is just a small town in the countryside. Being able to come here is already thanks to the blessing of fellow Taoists. It is really a rare fortune in three lives!"

"I'm just about to see how tall the legendary peak in the universe, which has been dominating the Eastern Desolation for tens of thousands of years, is."

Even if his guess is correct, so what if the Daoist Zong didn't force him to come here for the sake of mysterious good fortune?

the holy mountain

It's not the gathering of human destiny and luck in the world, but the real co-lord of the human race, the kingdom of gods on earth!

"The Patriarch invites the Sword Immortal Nanling!

At this point, Taoist Tianzong looked at Yang Yu, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his deep eyes. Rising from the feet of Yang Yu, it rises twenty-one feet straight, and is as high as the four-fold Taoist platform.

"But later, the old Taoist changed his mind..."

There were slight ripples in the eyes as deep as the sea of ​​stars, and the voice of the Taoist of Tianzong changed the language:

In fact, the pedestrians in Wanfalou also had spirit treasures to shield their breath, so they were also killed by Lu Chen?

"Bold!"

The white crane boy holding the red gourd in his hand stood by the bank of the spiritual field, and said expressionlessly:

Being called Po Xingzang by the Taoist of Tianzong, he was slightly startled, but not too surprised.

Hearing Yang Qiu's question, the eyes of the mountains and rivers may be surprised and playful, and no one answered for a while.

"limit!"

He wasn't old enough, and he didn't seem to have an option to agree to at all. Yang Prison followed him like a shadow, and landed firmly on the crane's back, no matter how the white crane boy struggled, he would automatically remain still.

Each plant of this Lingmi is about Zhangxu high, almost like a big tree, which can be used for people to enjoy the shade.

"Keep your heart in the face of confusion, break the limit and become an emperor."

"Hmph! Come with me!"

In the sea of ​​mind, the Four or Four Mysterious Art Mirrors were suddenly shrouded in white mist, and Yang Jue's pupils could not help but shrink violently for a moment due to the extremely strong catastrophic aura:

"Fellow Daoists have come a long way and have worked so hard, why don't you take a break during the introduction, how about it?"

What is Zaizhitianxia?

Bai He Tongzi was startled and furious, but recovered in the next moment, and flew to the fairy mountain unwillingly.

Taoist Tianzong asked a question.

"It's almost here, while Taoist Xuanjing was speaking, he saw a rainbow light piercing through the sky, accompanied by the sound of a crane, a red gourd emerged from the spiritual field and fell down.

At least before today, he had never thought of coming to the Holy Mountain of Myriad Beginnings, but when it really came, he didn't have much fear.

Xuanjing Taoist's heart trembled for no reason, but he was concerned immediately, and said lightly:

In the midst of spiritual waves, the mountains, rivers and earth are full of fairy herbs, elixir, and even spiritual plants that have become refined.

Ordinary people eat two grains, sects eat spiritual rice, there is no other sect in the world like this, he has tasted it himself, and the taste is quite good.

The Taoist of Tianzong is like a teacher who preaches and dispels doubts, and replied violently:

But the flight was only a few breaths, and the white crane boy had already let out an extremely frightened explosion:

Yang Qiu is really as small as a guest, and under the introduction of the host, he looked at it with great interest. In the spiritual field of light thousands of miles away, there are more mortals busy than Lingzhi, as if, catching insects?

"Fellow Daoist actually knows about the ape in the mixed world? Pindao once found an unruly hairy head to nourish the gods in the past, but it has nothing to do with the monster race."

Using the eyes of the sky to stimulate the seclusion, Yang Jue couldn't even feel the seemingly invisible, omnipresent, and ubiquitous mountain protection formation under the spiritual tide.

At this moment, he is surrounded by three great four-pole masters, and there are also supernatural powers locked in between the mountains. What makes him feel like a light on his back is the misty and indifferent eyes on the towering holy mountain.

"If it weren't for this, how could the old Taoist sit for four thousand years? Keeping one's heart in awe is not a chance to break the limit, but a sign that the heaven and earth have a feeling, and the emperor will appear..."

Yang Jue's eyes were dim.

You, together with the void where the phantom of the Juyun Golden Pagoda is located, were torn up from the sky and the earth by someone with a small magical power, and were frightened to the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Begins!

Glancing at Yang Ju indifferently, the Baihe boy turned around immediately, turned into a white crane and flew towards the holy mountain.

In fact, Yang Jue has very good eyesight.

Spiritual tide surged.

"Then, you can probably guess why the old master invited you here."

"It seems that most people in the world can guess it. Yes, Pindao really wants to try. At least, he is more willing to die."

In the sea of ​​clouds, there seemed to be a Taoist clapping his hands in amazement.

Relying on his fist to defeat the sword light coming from the clouds, Yang Jue's foot trembled, causing Bai He Tongzi to violently attack him.

struggle.

The conflict of perception is uncomfortable, but it also makes you aware of your situation.

While speaking, he glanced at the Sacred Mountain of Myriad Beginnings unabashedly.

"This is not a bad thing."

Yang Jue's heart is slightly cold

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In the sea of ​​clouds, the Taoist who always had great kindness seemed to be extremely angry, but he still didn't make another move, for fear that one of them would accidentally kill Baihe boy here.

As the white crane boy crossed the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu just saw the true face of this holy mountain, which soared to the sky and reached the highest point of the sea of ​​clouds.

"Buzz!"

Unfortunately, that person was still not drawn out.

Things in the world are never as expected.

"Worthy of being the number one person on the emperor's list with the body of ten capitals from 40,000 miles away, his expression does not change when the world is fighting, and his courage is not trivial!"

"Fellow Taoist, don't you hear that ordinary people in the world are chasing big cities, huge cities, and imperial capitals, and my Wanshi Mountain is the head of the holy land."

The sacred mountain of Wanshi is where the spirits of the world gather, and its richness has a somewhat ancient atmosphere, far surpassing Cangjiangmen.

"Spirit treasure changes?"

The person in the sea of ​​clouds, for him, is so small that it is far more than everyone else...

"Get off!"

"The disobedient Maotou came to warm up the gods..."

Among the mountains stretching tens of thousands of miles away, I don't know how many fairy mountains, how many caves, and under the seclusion, there is a sea of ​​fate, there is no lack of gold and red, and there are patches of purple qi hidden, which cannot be pried.

At this moment, the three big suns above the sky are within reach, and the heat in the sky coexists with the scorching sun.

"Pimpedao Xuanjing, there is nothing else to boast about, only this supernatural power of 'Twisting the Universe,' can barely be praised!"

"It's just a title. Nanling is me, and Yang prison is me."

Glancing at the platform under his feet, Yang Jue sat down calmly.

quiet!

"Void Teleportation, a big deal..."

In his fate, there is an "extraterrestrial visitor", which can block the supernatural power calculation, but it is not without trace in the calculation.

Taoist Xuanjing slapped him, but he was interrupted by Boy Baihe before he finished speaking, and the latter said coldly:

Tianzong Taoist!

Taoist Xuanjing squeezed out a smile:

"you!"

Yang Jue spoke in a calm manner, as if beside him was a friend he hadn't seen for many years, rather than the evil-hearted Quadrupole Master of Xianmen.

There are ten thousand kingdoms in the world of Longquan. In the southeast corner of Nanling alone, there are more than a dozen dynasties, four hundred giant cities, and as many as two million great cities.

The difference is that the Taoist platform in the Golden Pagoda is only one level high, while the Taoist platform on the top of the mountain is four levels high!

It's a bit bold.

"Shan Hai Yang Prison?"

"This is?"

The incarnation of Wujian is still in the mountains and seas and has not returned. Even if the Taoist of Tianzong has supernatural powers, how can he cross the border?

There seems to be noise among the mountains.

"The mysterious whale Taoist?"

In the fierceness, it is the domineering and cruelty that I want you to die, not to live any longer.

"You don't seem surprised?"

Yang Ju looked at him indifferently, UU reading www.uukanshu. com no joy or anger.

This old man is already very old, and he can feel the lifeless breath rushing towards his face, except for the pair of eyes that are too small, there is really nothing special about him.

The voice of the old man was not very turbulent, but Yang Ju could faintly feel the extremely strong fluctuation of will.

huh huh~

"As for the city in your induction, you are still in the void under the Lazy Mountain, but what you can see with your naked eyes is clearly the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Begins.

"You have the qualifications of a great emperor!"

"The sea of ​​stars hangs so high that the sun can't be seen, and the top of the Holy Mountain of Myriad Beginnings is already out of the sky!"

"It's not my wish to stay alive. What's the fun in living or dying?"

"Yinghuo Shouxin came to the world, anyone who is expected to break through the limit must want to try."