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Seven hundred and fiftieth chapters the beginning of the disaster

Outside Yinghuang Mountain.

But the light inside gradually lowered and all kinds of strange phenomena gradually converged.

The holy dragon has evolved, and at this point, I believe that the immortal fetus Taoist fruit has appeared.

Even if there are still hesitants, at this time, I don’t want to delay any more.

Although he was worried about whether there was any ambush, the Ghost Saint still headed to Yinghuang Mountain.

The life span of the Ghost Saint is not long, so he should be the most anxious among all the saints.

He looked like an old man, with a kind face, but a little gloomy aura, which was shocking. He was dressed in gray clothes, and the Yin Qi was condensed. Because he had the highest cultivation level, although he had Yin Qi, he also had the deep and ethereal meaning of being unattainable.

However, before he set off, there was already a person ahead and stopped him.

This man was wearing a blue shirt, wearing a high crown, smiling and said, "Mr. Ghost Saint, I haven't seen it for many years. Looking back on the past, your two personal disciples were strung together by my sword, and the wonderful scene was still in my eyes. I..."

"roll……"

The Ghost Saint did not stop and reached out and pressed over.

He was anxious and even before he could finish Mingkong's words, he came up with a killer.

Mingkong, who had been killed by Mingzhou many years ago, has now recovered from the dead, but he didn't care too much. He was considered a person who was resurrected from the dead back then.

If you fight this hand, it is said that Mingkong's Taoist practice cannot resist it.

But at this moment, Mingkong's body turned and turned into illusion.

Cicada wings!

The cicada wing step is more brilliant than Qin Xianyu!

"Why is Lord Ghost Saint so impatient?"

Mingkong patted his clothes and smiled and said, "It's so rare to chat and reminisce about the past? Even if I let you go and teach you to enter and seize the immortal fetus fruit, will the other saints be indifferent? It may not be good to do it first..."

The ghost saint's eyes flashed with yin energy and said, "Mingkong, you are a disciple of Yandi. I don't attack you. Those two boys died at your hands back then, and they were just considered not good at learning. I don't cause trouble for you. But if you really want to block my path, you can only get new accounts and old accounts together."

Mingkong smiled and said, "It's okay."

After saying that, he flipped his hand and saw a large tripod. A four-sided seal poured out of the tripod.

The four seals are dark and dark in color, with a sense of majesty and grandness.

The Ghost Saint saw it, even though he was already a holy realm, he was still shocked and stared at it for a moment. He asked, "The Great Seal of Ghost Suppression?"

Mingkong smiled and said, "That's right."

"Do you think a ghost-suppressing seal is enough to make you compete with me?"

The Ghost Saint looked at him with a cold expression and a frightening look. He glanced over it and felt that the immortals and saints from all sides were concerned about each other and had not seized the Taoist fetus, which was a little stable.

"The Great Ghost Suppression Seal has the power of killing the Ghost Saint, and it can also be hurt when touched." Mingkong said: "As for me..."

He patted his clothes and looked at Gui Sheng and smiled a little.

The Ghost Saint looked at him a few times, and then he felt that the clothes were a little different.

This blue shirt looks simple, but in fact, the light flows inside, you can see green mountains and clear waters, birds and beasts, mountains rise and fall, rivers and streams, and a world.

This dress is also a treasure.

And at this moment, Mingkong took out another thing, which was a small furnace.

The small furnace has nine dragons arched each other, and the nine dragon tails fell under the furnace, and the dragon's head went into the furnace. There was a pearl in the mouth of the nine dragons, which was white and warm.

Once the power of Mingkong is used, the nine little dragons will each exhale a breath and spit it in the furnace.

The furnace cover has nine holes, each with a squirt of smoke coming out, with different colors, which is the differentiation of nine colors.

"What about now?"

Mingkong hung the nine-colored smoke above his head. Immediately, nine smokes slowly drooped, covering his body, and even his body could not be seen clearly.

The Ghost Saint's eyes narrowed and he had a solemn look.

"You can hurt me and resist me, but you are still not my opponent. You must be the one who dies in life and death."

The Ghost Saint said, "Why do you have this trouble?"

Mingkong said, "I won't fight you to death, I will just entangle you and drag you down."

Gui Sheng sighed, "Then let me beat you to death."

He suddenly took action, his slurred air rolling and his coldness was overwhelming.

Mingkong protects his body with nine-colored smoke and Luo, wraps his body with the immortal map of the mountains and rivers, holds the ghost-suppressing seal with his left hand, and holds an immortal sword with his right hand.

This sword was paired with the sword back then, and since his death, it was taken away by Ming Zhou.

Now I'm back in my own hands.

"Sir Ghost Saint, why bother to worry?"

He chuckled a few times, but there was no heavy feeling, as if the wind and clouds were light.

...

Inside the Mount Yinghuang.

The body of a great holy dragon with a thousand feet has been fixed there. Although his blood and energy surge, his magic power is overwhelming, and his celestial energy is dyed, he is still a dead thing.

There is a young dragon on the top, which is similar to the Great Deity Holy Dragon, but its body is smaller, less than one meter long.

It is golden all over, shaped like a real dragon, with deer antlers, cow heads, turtle eyes, shrimp whiskers; python bodies, golden scales, fish fins; limbs, like limbs, tiger's palms, and eagle claws.

Unlike the ordinary dragon clan, it has a pair of wings on its back, which are spread to both sides, and is still covered with golden scales.

It is full of the charm of immortals and Taoism.

Qin Xianyu took out of the mouth of the Holy Dragon's molt, then turned around and looked up at the young dragon.

Even though he is now deeply aware of Taoism, calm and peaceful in his mind, and is born with a pure state, and has a Taoist sword to protect all kinds of temperaments, he still can't help but lose his mind at this moment.

Qin Xianyu glanced at the young dragon.

Just this glance, I seemed to see many things.

It seemed as if I could see my own shadow from the holy dragon.

It seemed as if I saw all the methods I had learned from the holy dragon.

It seemed as if... I saw the Avenue.

Qin Xianyu knew that as long as he reached out, he could capture the holy dragon with one hand.

After success, whether it is swallowed, refined elixirs, or observed, it is an indescribable fate.

He took a deep breath and abandoned his greed.

"The saints are here."

The young dragon suddenly spoke, and its expression was calm.

Now that things have come to this point, I have become a celestial being and have broken through the last level of confinement of the world. All its uneasiness has disappeared, only quietness and peace.

At this moment, it was just a young dragon about the size of a meter. Although it was not as good as a young baby, it was not as capable as a cultivator.

But its idea is completely different from before.

It is already a new kind of creature.

A creature that transcends the current world and universe.

This kind of creature is called a celestial being.

"Qin Xianyu, how many abilities do you have?"

It suddenly spoke and said, "Before I am captured, you must show all your skills and die ahead."

Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "Okay."

He stepped forward, took a deep breath, and then spit out in one breath.

This breath landed and turned into three people.

These three people are no different from Qin Xianyu himself, and the magic power of Taoism is no different.

Since the Taoist Face True Mystery and True Wondering, he has understood all the knowledge of the transformation of one qi into the three purities.

Perhaps he had almost fully insight into the mystery of the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi.

Therefore, the methods of using the innate Hunyuan Ancestor Qi such as one Qi transforms into three purities cannot be difficult for him.

"Form a formation!"
Chapter completed!
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