The white crane boy holding the red gourd stood by the spiritual field, and said expressionlessly:

"The ancestor invited the sword immortal Nanling!"

"No need for a boy, I am leading fellow Taoists in Nanling to pay homage to the ancestor..."

Taoist Xuan Jing bowed his head, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the boy Baihe, who said coldly:

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

“…”

Taoist Xuan Jing was speechless for a moment, and his old face turned red for a moment, but in less than a moment he had suppressed his anger and left with his sleeves.

"Hmph! Come with me!"

After glanced at Yang Yu indifferently, the boy Bai Crane turned around and turned into a white crane and flew to the holy mountain.

But after flying for only a few breaths, the white crane boy had already made a shocking and angry explosion:

"you!"

Yang Yu followed like a shadow, landing steadily on the crane's back, and no matter how the white crane boy struggled, he would not move automatically.

“Bold!”

"Get down!"

Someone seemed to notice it in the mountains, almost stunned, and even more angrily scolding came from the sea of ​​clouds.

"Your ancestor sent a mount to come. Could it be that he wanted it to carry me?"

With his boxing to defeat the sword light that burst out from the clouds, Yang Yu's foot was shocked, causing the Baihe boy to struggle violently.

"you!"

In the sea of ​​clouds, the Taoist who had always had great malicious intentions seemed to be extremely angry, but he still did not take action again, for fear that a person would accidentally knock the boy Baihe to death here.

"Cry!"

The boy Baihe was shocked and furious, but the next moment, he had recovered his peace and flew unwillingly to the fairy mountain.

“What a pity…”

Yang Yu's eyes were faint.

His perception is far beyond the ordinary rank masters, and he can naturally feel the deepest malice in this mountain.

The man in the sea of ​​clouds had a deep malice towards him, far more than everyone else...

Unfortunately, the man was not drawn out.

...

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

As the white crane boy traveled through the sea of ​​clouds, Yang Yu saw the true face of this holy mountain. It was towering to the sky and reached the highest point of the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, the six great suns above the sky are approaching, and the coldness in the sky and the heat from the scorching sun are present.

Looking down from here, the mountains under the sea of ​​clouds all seem very small, but here it has not yet reached the top of Wanshi Mountain!

"A mountain that is not formed naturally..."

Just as this thought came to Yang Yu's mind, he suddenly realized that the world was changing and the void changed, less than a thousandth of a moment, and another world was changed in front of him!

The starry sea is hanging high, and the top of Wanshi Holy Mountain is already out of the sky!

call!

The white crane boy was blown away by the wind, and Yang Yu stood still. Ten feet away, he saw the familiar Taoist platform.

On the pagoda platform that was dark red like blood, the white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged, just like what he saw in the first level of the Jiyun Golden Tower.

The difference is that the Taoist platform in the Golden Tower is only one level higher, but the Taoist platform on the top of the mountain is as high as nine levels!

"I should call you Jianxian Nanling."

Yang Yu was shocked. With his high concentration, he didn't even see the person's movements. The white-haired Taoist had turned around!

“Or…”

A few ripples appeared in the deep eyes like a sea of ​​stars. The voice of the Taoist of Tianzong changed its language:

"Shan Hai Yang Zhu?"

"But one name is me, Nanling is me, and Yang Yu is also me."

Yang Yu was a little shocked but not confused, just looked at the Taoist of Tianzong.

This old Taoist is already very old, and you can feel the dull aura coming to your face when you look at it. Except for those eyes that are too bright, there is nothing outstanding.

"You don't seem surprised?"

The Taoist of Tianzong pointed his fingers, and the cold and hard rocks rose up twenty-seven feet from the foot of Yang Yu, as high as the nine-level Taoist platform.

"What surprised me?"

After glanced at the Taoist platform under his feet, Yang Yu sat down calmly.

He was slightly shocked by the Taoist of Tianzong calling Po Xingzang, but he was not very surprised.

The tides in the Longquan Realm have risen for more than a million years. He would not be surprised if any magical powers appear in such a long time.

There is a "outsider" in his destiny that can block the calculation of magical powers, but it is not in the calculation, and it is not traceless.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He is still in the world.

In fact, the traveler in Wanfa Tower also has the aura of spiritual treasures blocking, so wasn't he killed by Lu Chen?

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

The Taoist of Tianzong asked.

"Yinghuo guards his heart, breaks the limit and becomes emperor."

Yu Yang answered.

"It seems that most people in the world can guess it. Yes, I am indeed willing to try it, at least I will be willing to die."

The old Taoist voice was not very turbulent, but Yang Yu could vaguely feel the extremely strong fluctuations of will.

"die?"

Yang Yu is very good at discovering the key points and handing them on the topic at the right time:

"The limit of living creatures is not necessarily insurmountable. As far as I know, the Nine Heavens killing children avoids their own limits by some method."

"I don't want to survive. How fun is it to be alive?"

The Taoist of Tianzong sighed slightly:

"Actually, a long time ago, I had already figured out my own way of dying.

On that day, we will first kill the three heroes of the demon clan, then kill the seven masters of the demon path, and then kill the two great masters of the Buddhist sect, the several great practitioners of the Wanfa Tower, the seven evil spirits of the Blood Prison and the Dao of the Dao of the Underworld, and several old dragons in the sea together."

Austr Yang's heart was slightly cold.

In his sense, the understatement of Taoist Tianzong seemed to be the Lord of the Ancient Netherworld, who was translating the book of life and death.

In peace, I want you to die and not live for a longer time.

Even if the words mentioned in his words are the Eight Octavian giants who are rampant and honored for a lifetime, they can be easily folded like grass!

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

At this point, the Taoist of Tianzong looked at Yang Yu, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his deep eyes.

"Ying Huo Guanxin came to the world, and anyone who is expected to break the limit must try it."

An uneasy rose in Yang Yu's heart, and his tone was tempted:

"So, you are preparing for your ultimate attempt at this moment and taking me to come. Are you asking me to get the inspiration of creation in the golden tower for you?"

"Actually, it's not right."

The Taoist of Tianzong was like a teacher who preached and answered questions, and answered gently:

"Man has a life span, and heaven also has it. The whale swallows the eight realms in front and behind Longquan, so he has produced the nine great emperors, but this is also the limit!"

"limit!"

The Taoist of Tianzong sighed softly:

"If it weren't for this, how could the old Taoist sit for eight thousand years? The guardian of the heart is not an opportunity to break the limit, but a sign that the heaven and earth are touched and the emperor will appear..."

"Um?!"

In the heart sea, the eight or nine mysterious magical ritual mirror was suddenly shrouded in black fog, and the extremely strong catastrophe aura made Yang Yu's pupils shrink violently for a moment:

"You mean..."

"You have the resources of the Emperor!"

The Taoist of Tianzong stroking his beard and laughing for a long time, then returned to the stern:
Chapter completed!