This is a speculation that thoughts make people tremble in later generations.

Ten kalpas have passed, no one in the world has been able to practice to the Six-Sect realm, but the gods and Buddhas in ancient times often practice several levels...

How can this gap not be desperate?

“Multiple ranks…”

Prison Yang muttered to himself.

He himself is a dual-held person, and his feelings are far deeper than those of the old man Tianshu.

And what he thought was even more far away.

In legend, there are many gods and Buddhas who have various titles.

There are even sayings of "twelve transformations", "thirty-six transformations", "seventy-two transformations", "eighty-one transformations"...

this……

"call!"

After a breath of turbid air was exhaled, Yang Yu felt very calm, and even a little joyful.

He is never afraid of the bumpy road ahead, but he is afraid that he cannot see the way forward.

Once upon a time, he respected those who are great supernatural powers as gods, and looked down upon them indescribable.

And now, he can see their path.

Since this is the case, how can you be confused and nervous?

"Fellow Daoist Yang?"

The old man Tianshu suddenly looked at Yang Yu, and in a vague way, he seemed to notice that this was in a moment, and it seemed to have changed.

But looking closely, there seems to be any changes.

"Senior, Yang wants to clear the evil spirits of Xuanhuang for a limited period of 120 years and quell the chaos. I hope he can help..."

Yu Yang bowed slightly to invite him.

"I dare not, I dare not. If Fellow Daoist Yang sent something in the Xuanhuang Realm, the old Taoist will definitely help him."

At this moment, the old man Tianshu did not dare to accept his tribute. He waved his hand, but looked out of the void again:

"However, maybe you can't use the old Taoist..."

This battle was shocking and earth-shaking, and the intimidation brought to Xuanhuang and other cultivators was unparalleled.

At this moment, the eyes of the four kalpas of the Spirit Masters were all afraid, and all the practitioners outside the void were already extremely awe.

With such a magnificent deterrence, no matter what Prison Yang wants, I am afraid that many people may not dare to speak to stop him.

What’s more important is that Shanhai Yang Yu is a cultivation of ten kalpas, and he is the first person in ten kalpas!

In this turbulent era, the gods and demons who returned from the Nine Tribulations in a rebellion are probably more useful than anyone imagined.

Looking at the various practitioners outside the void, the old man Tianshu felt silent in his heart.

If you don’t talk about those people, you are himself. How can your mentality remain unchanged at this moment?

The sky is about to collapse and the sea breaks the dam, which must be the pursuit of the mountains...

"Um?"

Yang Yu was slightly stunned, knowing the meaning of his words, but this was an unexpected surprise for him.

Xuanhuang is vast, and he has to do too many things. One hundred and twenty years seem long, but in fact it may not be enough.

And if we can use the power of practitioners in this world, then the progress of refining the Xuanhuang World Tree may be greatly advanced...

"Anyway, I still have to bother with my seniors."

A great master of magic power who was born in Xuanhuang and had been practicing for 70,000 years, and was good at calculating. Naturally, Yang Yu would not let it go.

"Then, the old Taoist is disrespectful."

The old man Tianshu smiled bitterly, but he still couldn't help but add:

"Apart from the devil's sword, Fellow Daoist Yang should not......"

"Senior is still not honest enough. If you have something to say, why not just say it..."

The old man Tianshu repeatedly mentioned the demon-striking god Feng. If Yang Yu could not see anything strange, it would be too stupid.

"Is your old ritual related to this demon-striking god? Or, it is..."

"Ahem!"

The old man Tianshu hurriedly interrupted, smiling bitterly, but nodded and admitted:

"Inspiring and transforming demons and helping them achieve enlightenment is a ritual that I will go further and will inevitably be insurmountable..."

"I see."

Yang Yu nodded slightly, and wanted to say something else. The old man Tianshu had already said goodbye in a hurry and hurriedly summoned many practitioners in the void.

I was really scared when asked...

"Inspire the demon..."

A little sense of his second rank, Yang Yu thought in his mind.

He really doesn't know if his second-level road ahead is rough, but he doesn't want to give up.

There is nothing else, this road is not open, and you will definitely be able to find another one?

If the gods and Buddhas of the Nine Tribulations return one after another, which road is unobstructed?

Huh!

In the void, the sea of ​​evil gradually subsided and the cracks of the void gradually bridged. Yang Yu stopped for a long time, which also made many practitioners feel like a drum.

After a long time, his eyebrows suddenly moved and he looked at the Great Zhou Shendu. In a faint way, the shadow of the Xuanhuang World Tree appeared again:

"The ceremony of sacrifice to heaven is over."

...

...

Huh ~

On the star-picking platform under the stars and the moon, the princes of the Great Zhou led by Gan Cang gathered here, but they looked at each other speechlessly and were silent.

"Your Majesty, he..."

After a long time, Sifang Hou broke the silence, but as soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Gan Cang.

"Your Majesty, it's still your Majesty!"

Gan Cang's injuries had not yet healed. His face was a little pale at this moment, but he still glanced at the many ministers and lords present.

When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and echoed:

"What the old teacher said is extremely true!"

The depression on the Star Picking Platform was wiped out, and some people were quite happy.

Gan Cang knew what they were thinking, but he still felt extremely sad. After a moment, he sighed and walked towards the sacrifice platform.

"Does the old teacher have something to ask?"

Almost in no particular order, Yang Yu arrived on the sacrificial platform.

"Your Majesty is overly concerned."

Gan Cang shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to ask.

"The old teacher doesn't want to ask?"

Yang Yu said to himself:

"It was a coincidence that I came to this world. Perhaps it was a coincidence that he had met the request of 'Qi'. His death was not what I did. Yang would never take away anyone's house..."

"In this way, the old minister has nothing to say."

Gan Cang bowed a long time and turned around and left the rooftop. Perhaps he was seriously injured, his back was a little hunched.

【Intercepting fortune, success!】

Almost at the same time, Yang Yu felt the seemingly non-existent aura dissipated.
Chapter completed!