On Yan Qiuyu’s tomb!

Yan Qiuyu brought his younger brother and sister to incense for Yan Qiuyu, and a few people came to Yan's clan at this moment, of course, only a few.

Fifty years have passed, and Yan Qiuyu's death has gradually forgotten everyone.

When Yan Wudi visited the grave, everyone was still persuading him. The children of the Dugu family stood not far away and were waiting.

The younger brothers and sisters are still a little sad.

Only then did Yan Wudi take out the letter! There were six words on it, "My son is invincible and his relatives."

With a sense of sorrow, Yan Wudi opened the envelope and looked at it.

Yan Qiuyu's word, and Yan Qiuyu also gave Yan Wudi a secret code, his letter, the fifth and fifth last words, would be relatively heavy. The letter in front of him was obviously written by Yan Qiuyu himself—

My son, I made a bad decision for my father! I may die for my father, and I have no regrets for my father. If I fail, don’t resent Yan Chuan, it’s not his business!

If you die for your father, you will be blamed for yourself, but if you are a father, I really want to fight for it once, even if you are broken into pieces! This is the ambition for your father, and you will never regret it if you die!

I also understand that Yan Chuan is very good to the Yan clan relatives, better than being a father back then. I can see that Yan’s glory is coming, in you, in Yan Chuan!

Don’t hate Yan Chuan, the Yan clan, only cohesion can create glory!

I am not as good as Yan Chuan. Although you are born with a sword bone, you can understand your father that your achievements are at most the lord of the sect, no matter how strong the sect is, you cannot be stronger than Yan Chuan as an emperor.

I am taking good care of your younger brothers and sisters, and I can no longer protect you for my father!

I know, you will definitely resent Yan Chuan. Don’t resent. If you want resent, just resent the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas and the Great Buddha Emperor’s Court!

My father no longer had the ambition to be emperor again, but those bastards kept instigating me. I could see clearly back then that if I didn't agree, I might have died at that time.

My ambition was forced to expand by them!

If you succeed, you won’t see this letter. If I die, it will be the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, which the Great Buddha Emperor forced me to do! They are the murderers who killed me!

My son, I can see that Yan Chuan attaches great importance to you and assists Yan Chuan well. I am dead. It is enough to live with you, and it is enough to have you......

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Looking at the letter, Yan Wudi's eyes became wet again.

"The Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, the Great Buddha Emperor's Court!" Yan Wudi roared angrily.

"Brother, what did my father say?" the younger brothers and sisters asked cryingly.

Yan Wudi handed the letter to his younger brothers and sisters.

Everyone read it all around.

"I know, Conmoco, Conmoco!" A younger brother's eyes suddenly had hatred!—

Seven days later.

Liu Gang led Yan Wudi to the Heavenly Prison. Yan Wudi was wrapped in a black robe at this moment and couldn't see his face clearly.

In the prison.

A huge prison cell place.

A group of men in black robes sat cross-legged.

Although he was enfeoffed in his cultivation, he had a certain foundation and had not eaten or drunk for decades and still did not die.

"Liu Gang, don't you know that we are from the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas? I am loyal to Emperor Moke and have been imprisoned for more than 50 years. We can go without refusing us now. When Emperor Moke arrives, you will all die!" A man in black robe said in a cold voice.

"Yan Hou, it's this group of people. Your Majesty will tell you all!" Liu Gang said solemnly.

After saying that, Liu Gang withdrew from the Heavenly Prison and left Yan Wudi alone in the Heavenly Prison.

"Yan Hou? Yan Qiuyu? You are not dead yet?" a man in black robe said in surprise.

"How is that possible? But it's great, Yan Qiuyu, hurry up, take us away. What you promised you in the first place will be fulfilled in the future. As long as you find Emperor Mo Ke, he will give you everything!"

"Yan Qiuyu, do you still remember the taste of Sugu Du Powder? It's only a hundred years, you should remember that once a hundred years arrives, you will experience the feeling of not being able to survive but not being able to die. Take us out!"

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Everyone shouted.

Yan Wudi held the hilt of the Butian Sword in his palm, and his whole body was trembling. A murderous aura filled the heavenly prison—

A harvest of ten thousand years.

Everyone was constantly absorbing and fusion of these countless memories and realizing them. At the same time, the spirit stones were frantically supplying everyone with them.

Near Yanjing, in a volcano.

Jin Dayu sat cross-legged in the depths of the magma, with a giant bell in front of him.

"when!"

The giant bell trembled slightly, and the magma in the entire volcano was boiling.

"What a strong power, the power of fate has increased a lot this time. Taoist Master Mao Ri? If it were still Taoist Master Mao Ri who fought back then, I can kill you with one hand now!" Jin Dayu felt excitedly.

In front of me, the lines on the giant bell became clearer.

"The Gate of Heaven? When the ancestors opened the gate of Heaven, even the saints killed him. Unfortunately, you are far inferior to the gate of Heaven, and the gate of Heaven is not just you. However, one day, I will let you reach the height of the gate of Heaven! You are the first gate of Heaven. I named you the "Divine Emperor Bell" in the name of the ancestor." Jin Dayu said solemnly.

"when!"

The giant bell trembled, and the entire sea of ​​magma was churning.

Outside Yanjing, in the east, there was an inland sea, and countless cultivators from all over the world were moved away, with few people.

On the seaside, Yan Chuan stood on a reef, opening his mouth to the sky. In the sky, the robbery clouds were tumbling.

In the calamity clouds, thunderous dragons were constantly tumbling. But at this moment, the tumbling dragons seemed to have a look of fear.

A huge force in Yan Chuan's mouth was crazily pulling the disaster clouds in the sky.

Not far away, there were purple purple and meow.

"Meow, I'm going to swallow the catastrophe again, the sixty-nine heavenly tribulation! Yan Chuan has arrived at the Shangxu Realm so soon? His sister's monster!" Meow Meow exclaimed.

Zi Zi smiled and said, "Aren't you too? But if you don't want to overcome the tribulation, many people will be deceived by you!"

"Meow, I am a talented person, how can I be like Yan Chuan!" Meow shouted immediately.

"The six or nine heavenly tribulations, Yan Chuan has also reached the Void Realm!" A hint of happiness flashed in Zi Zi's eyes, happy for Yan Chuan.

"Gululu!"

Layer layers of disaster clouds were quickly swallowed by Yan Chuan.

During the six or nine heavenly tribulations, the countless thunder dragons that were originally devoured to Yan Chuan's stomach.

"Boom!"

The cloud of tribulation was completely absorbed by Yan Chuan. The sky was cloudless for a moment, as if the previous tribulation had never happened.

"Meow, go over!" Meowed.

"Wait!" Zi Zi shook her head.

In the distance, Yan Chuan sat cross-legged. When he turned around, he saw that a large number of spirit stones suddenly appeared around him.

"Boom!"

In the spirit stone, rolling energy quickly poured into Yan Chuan's body.

Yan Chuan's cultivation is still soaring.

"call!"

When the breeze blew, a large number of spirit stones that were extracted from the essence of heaven and earth turned into powder and blew away with the wind.

"Meow, meow, my spirit stone! It's a waste! It's a prodigal son!" Meow immediately screamed with regret.

Zi Zi smiled and rubbed Miaomiao's head.

Ten consecutive spiritual stone mountains were extracted, and Yan Chuan stopped.

The third level of the upper virtual realm!

Yan Chuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the vast sea in front of him. He let out a gentle breath!

Yan Chuan can continue to upgrade to another level, but Yan Chuan does not. It is enough to reach the third level of the Upper Void Realm. The remaining power of fate must be consolidated and consolidated.

Yan Chuan did not get up, but looked inside at the blue sky thunder clouds in the Shenting acupoint.

Just as the thunder cloud of the sky was absorbing the heavenly tribulation, a slight change occurred again, and a faint red appeared on the slightest redness.

"The Sutra of the Heavenly Dao is the fourth level?" Yan Chuan was delighted.

The Sutra of Swallowing Heavenly Dao, the third level, spring thunder, and all things are born!
To be continued...