"You, you woodcarving..."

Yuan Duxiu's expression shook.

Aside from the fact that the wood carving didn't have the eyes carved, looking at the shape and aura, it was almost infinitely similar to the portrait of the Supreme Guangyang that he had seen before!

Thirty thousand years ago, the Supreme Being of Guangyang swept the world, and the imperial court overwhelmed the sea of ​​​​stars. It is the most recent and most famous Supreme!

According to legend, he once suppressed Kyushu with a cauldron. So far, his imperial court is still located on the sky of Zhongzhou, and it is magnificent and splendid with the sun!

In the four seas of Kyushu, heaven and earth, almost no one does not know the name of this supreme.

Even though he has been suspected of disappearing for more than 20,000 years, he is still being chased by countless people.

His Dharma passed down to Kyushu, his imperial court was high in the sky, and his descendants were in charge of the Holy Land of Zhongzhou...

Even the portraits painted by his disciples who invited the best painter in the world have been copied by countless families as treasures of the house. On Weili.

It's just that there are only a few Dingtian City that can have such portraits, and the younger brother should have never seen it before...

illusion?

coincide?

still is......

"You said... Guangyang Supreme?"

An Qisheng's white eyebrows twitched, and for the first time there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

The "spiritual template" proposed by Su Jie is nothing more than an information group compiled with all the beautiful qualities such as self-discipline, super calculation, tenacity, etc. as the core.

This is different from the soul. The growth of the soul lies in experience and perception, and this information group will not grow naturally, but only by the compilation of information.

And he mastered the method of entering a dream, and he had penetrated the lives of countless people, and he was naturally able to do more.

For example, in this woodcarving, what he instilled was some of the qualities of Pang Wanyang in his memory, such as persistence, domineering, and the heart of seeking the Tao without regrets.

The appearance of the wood carvings naturally changed according to the information of the group.

Just, Guangyang Tianzun?

His eyes narrowed, and many doubts in his heart were resolved.

Originally, he was still puzzled. There is no reincarnation in this world, and there are no two identical people in the world. Why are some people in the legend still born with 'Su Hui'.

Now, it is clear.

It's just that this Wanyang Realm is actually the legendary 'immortal realm' behind the Heavenly Gate of Jiufujie?

It seems, not impossible.

In his speculation, the world he dreamed of should not be too far away from the Absolute Spirit Universe. Compared to the universe, it should be like this.

Otherwise, so many, so frequent, cosmic permutations would not be possible.

It's just that I don't know how many worlds this 'Wanyang Realm' is the so-called 'immortal realm'.

Picking up those people for what?

"It shouldn't be wrong, this breath, body..."

Yuan Duxiu hesitated again.

He just met once by accident, and he wasn't sure for a while.

'Well mixed...'

An Qisheng already knew something.

While his heart was shaking, he only felt that a hazy veil of this world was gradually being lifted.

He had no way of guessing how the time flow rates of the two completely different worlds would compare. After all, the Myriad Yang Realm and the Jiufu Realm had the same 'day', a month was different, and a year was different.

Even the laws of the universe are nuanced.

The difference in the flow of time will cause the future of this world, which may be the past of other worlds, and the past of other worlds is the future of this world.

It's just that there is a little more joy in his heart to meet an old friend in a different place. Not only Pang Wanyang, but after Jiufujie left, there are still other people who have opened the door to heaven.

In fact, as far as he knew, three thousand three hundred years after he left, a total of three people opened the "Heaven's Gate" and left.

Sun En, Yan Kuangtu, and his astonishing and brilliant junior 'Li Taibai'.

But, have they come, or haven't they come?

Alive, or dead?

Boom!

When An Qisheng was thinking about it, the battle above the sky changed again.

After several terrifying collisions, Yu Qianshan completely ran wild, walking like a dragon, and his fists slammed across like a silver dragon roaring, stirring the sea of ​​​​light and clouds.

At first glance, it seems that there are thousands of silver dragons in the sea.

"Lan Narcissus, you are indeed Wu Er's rival, but unfortunately, you have not yet attained the divine body. It is wishful thinking to stop me!"

Yu Qianshan sneered.

Of course, he came not only for these medicinal pills, but also for Blue Narcissus.

Lan Shuixian, Lin Xianlong and Wu Erlang, adhering to the three arrogances of Dingtian, are the direct contenders for the next "Tianjiao City Zhuwangtai". Of course, he will explore the bottom of this blue narcissus for the younger generation.

At this time, I had already thought about it in my heart, and the thousands of fists were not scattered, and they changed and suddenly unified!

It turned into a thousand-hundred-zhang long, flying scales and claws, and the silver dragon roared in the sky:

"Bafang Longheng!"

boom!

With a long whistle, the endless waves, one after another, have been completely torn apart.

Then, the silver dragon probing its claws, separated by hundreds of feet in the sky, has already tore through the heavy air waves, and the dragon's claws as large as mu Xu will **** the entire alley away!

Although Yu Qianshan Yu Huatai knew that he had made a mistake, but he was a realm higher than Lan Narcissus.

This time, Lan Shuixian was forced to take a step back, and Baby Mo's complexion changed greatly, and he subconsciously wanted to take out the 'Golden Seal of Xumi'.

"Whoo~"

After Lan Narcissus was forced to take a step back, she frowned and let out a deep breath.

hum~~~

With his long breath, the rolling waves of light converged on the river, swaying upwards and trying to break the sky, and then, in the calm gaze of countless people, the long river 'expanded' like a mirror for a day's shadow.

Big waves fell from the sky, and the flames spread.

From a distance, it seems as if a giant stretched out his hand and plucked the Sun of Nine Heavens, smashing people with the sun!

The shadow of the big sun is like a real big sun falling, and the moment it appears, the temperature of the entire Blue Water City is raised, and the weather is not very cool at this time.

"The long river extends the sun? The water and fire blend together, and the mountains and rivers reflect, has Mr. Lan's spiritual appearance already reached such a level?"

"Can the spirit form be cultivated to such a degree? The strong body transformation may not necessarily have such power!"

"Young Master Lan is so arrogant, who else will be able to compete with him in the next 'Tianjiao Zhuwangtai'?!"

I don't know how many people looked up in amazement.

This is a battle of leaps and bounds, and it is not a battle of leaps in the ordinary sense, but a battle of leaps among disciples of major sects!

That Yu Qianshan has been decadent for many years, but in the end, he was born in Jingyang Mountain, and the methods he cultivates and the techniques he holds must be first-class or even top-notch in Dongzhou.

This kind of character also has the ability to fight by leaps and bounds, but now, it has become a stepping stone for others to leapfrog, how can they not be shocked.

Countless people looked up, and in their hearts, they could already feel Lan Shuixian's undisguised will.

If you don't give up your palm, I'll smash you to death!

Huhu~

The air waves were emptied, blowing endless smoke and dust. Centering on the small courtyard where Yuan Duxiu was located, dozens of long streets vibrated and swayed.

If it weren't for the appearance of the large formation pattern that filled the city, it would almost sink under the pressure of this tyrannical air pressure.

"Enough!"

The reflection of the big sun slapped down, Yu Qianshan's pupils shrank, and his heart shook.

Although this blue narcissus has not stepped into the realm of 'transfiguration', but its true form and spirit have reached a very high level, under the superposition of the two, it is faintly surpassing itself!

If he had to resist this blow, even with his physique, he would be seriously injured or even killed directly.

After a moment of hesitation, Yu Qianshan's eyes narrowed, and he was about to turn around to meet him, when suddenly his heart shook, and he heard the sound of a dragon's roar that shook hundreds of miles:

chant~~~

The sound of the dragon's roar shook the sky, spreading in all directions.

"This is?"

Yu Qianshan was shocked, and when he looked down, he saw a dragon-shaped energy roaring up, its shape was like a divine dragon, and its meaning was like a heavenly pillar penetrating the sky.

Looking at it again, it was a silhouette of a purple streamer intertwined vertically and horizontally, separated by hundreds of meters, punching him!

"Ok?!"

The blue daffodils who led the shadow of the great sun to hit Yu Qianshan with the power of the river also moved.

In the small courtyard, one person sits cross-legged, one person reclines on a rocking chair, and a purple figure in the sky is as fierce as a dragon and as bright as the sun.

In a boxing day, there seemed to be thousands of dragons roaring and roaring, and the tyrannical posture made him tremble in his heart: Who is this?

Dragon!

Dragon!

A high-pitched dragon roar exploded in his heart, and in a trance, he seemed to see thousands of divine dragons soaring in the sky.

The majesty of the dragon, the breath of the dragon, the spirit of the dragon, the form of the dragon...

In an instant, his mind trembled.

I only feel that compared to the dragon shape contained in this fist mark, my silver dragon is just a trivial little snake. No, it is an earthworm rolling in the mud, and a maggot wriggling in the dung!

Who is this?

Who is this?

Yu Qianshan couldn't describe the shock in his heart.

He accepted Lin Weibai's request to come, but the purpose was not just for these medicinal pills, but to learn that Lan Shuixian had returned, and wanted to test his strength.

Clear the obstacles for Wu Erlang's three-year-old "Zhuwangtai".

From the beginning to the end, he didn't care about this Yuan Duxiu at all, and he didn't think there was anything worthy of his attention to a loose cultivator who only had spiritual cultivation before he was abolished.

Before he was abolished, he was only a spirit, what would he do if he rebuilt it for 30 days?

Where did you think that such a terrifying master was hidden in this small courtyard?

Such boxing,

Such divine will,

who is it?

who is it? !

Yu Qianshan's heart trembled, and it was only for a moment~lightnovelpub.net~ that the fist print coming from the bottom up had already shattered the dragon claw that he slapped away from the top down.

Even more unabated, he rose into the sky with an extremely fierce momentum, completely tearing up his silver dragon spirit.

It was completely submerged in a bang!

boom!

Like a meteor falling to the ground, like an ancient sage pounding the sky with his fist, the low and long sound of vibration spread all over the city in an instant, and countless houses were buzzing and vibrating.

"what!"

Yu Qianshan only had time to let out a low roar, and the whole person was already connected to the air within a few hundred meters above the courtyard.

It flew out like a meteor, pulled out a long sonic boom, and disappeared in the blue water city.

In an instant, the whole city was dead silent.