The Legend of Honghuang Erlang - Chapter 942

　　 The mirage dragon can be regarded as a word that awakens the dreamer. Yang Jian began to attack the eternal kingdom of God at this time, but did not say how to go to the eternal kingdom of God.

　　 Could it be that Yang Jian didn’t even think about it?

　　 Taiqing Lao Tzu also frowned slightly. Although the strongest might have supernatural powers beyond the reach of the Saint Realm, the barriers of heaven and earth lie there…

　　 Houtu watched the changes in Liuya’s body and whispered: “The nine strongest people seem to have a way to pass the barriers of heaven and earth.”

　　 “I will know Yang Jian about this later,” Lao Tzu said the same, and then stopped saying more.

　　 The mirage dragon looked at Lao Tzu and asked, “Can fellow Taoists calculate the general situation of the eternal kingdom of God?”

　　 “Difficult.” Lao Tzu shook his head slightly, “The barriers of heaven and earth cannot be seen through.”

　　 “Tai Chi Yin and Yang Tao is unpredictable, but it can’t be…” The mirage murmured, and then said nothing, and said to the two of them, their bodies drifting away.

　　 In fact, when it comes to the realm of cultivation, Taiqing Laozi is just a saint of merit, and seems to have reached the top of his reach.

　　 But if I have studied and understood the avenue, Lao Tzu has reached a terrifying level, just standing there quietly, as if he is compatible with the surrounding environment, and perfectly fits the unintentional realm of Tai Chi.

　　 That’s why the mirage has such a question, and it is also a respect for the Taiqing saints.

　　 After a short while, Liu Ya took the pill, and a burst of cyan brilliance gushed out of her body, enveloping her body, and could no longer see it.

　　 Houtu Niangniang was obviously a little uneasy, watching Liuya’s figure, and feeling the various changes of Liuya in her heart.

　　 Lao Tzu was also waiting quietly, but fortunately, he could take action in time when something happened.

　　 Fortunately, Liuya’s breath has been very stable, and the Taoist realm does not fluctuate too strongly. It seems that he is absorbing the power of the medicine in an orderly manner, and his own path is slowly but firmly rising.

　　 can enlightenment is that simple?

　　 Houtu raised his hand and touched his forehead. A little sweat appeared unconsciously on it, but it was affected by Liu Ya’s state.

　　 At this time, Liu Ya seemed to be suffering a great deal. This should be painful cold sweat.

　　As a saint, he should have had a full heart, but now Houtu also felt that he was unable to meditate at all, so he had to meditate on the side.

　　Actually, Houtu can’t tell why he has such obsessions. He has to take great risks and try to be the strongest.

　　 She made her debut back then, but it was also due to coincidence that the heavens were shaken, and she was reincarnated once in a ‘fake’. She had the little girl who could not grow up without luck.

　　 At this time, I was so persistent, probably because of my own many reasons, that I had to do it and move forward.

　　 I don’t know how long, it should be three to five years, and a light earthy yellow Taoist rhyme floats around the back soil body, which is the road of the back soil.

　　 And separated by a layer of illusion, the light around Liu Ya’s body completely turned blue.

　　 The two echoed each other at this time, each of them had an invisible wave spreading out, and gradually resonating…

　　 “Can’t continue to drag.”

　　 Houtu and Liuya murmured at the same time.

　　 “Honghuang has never owed me anything. I chose the way forward, and I should choose the way forward.”

　　 “Enlightenment, unity, achieve the strongest, regain the six reincarnation discs…”

　　 “Also, he doesn’t have to go forward alone, and keep him on the road.”

　　 Gradually, the two voices could no longer distinguish each other, and when the last word fell, six-sided phantoms appeared around Liuya.

Reincarnation?

　　No, this is not the profound meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The profound meaning of Reincarnation is the avenue of Houtu. The avenue of Liuya has long been separated from the Houtu avenue.

　　 This path was born out of the power of reincarnation. It is the path of the six ya, called ‘turning wheel’.

　　 When she entered the realm of heaven, she was a heavenly man, dancing in the nine days;

　　 When she entered the animal realm, she turned into a wild fox, living in the mountains and forests;

　　 When she entered the Asura Way, she was **** and furious, stepping on the boundless bones;

　　 She is in humanity, hungry ghosts, hell…

　　 Six phantoms walked towards Liuya at the same time, and Liuya’s hands were knotted with extremely complicated handprints, and these phantoms were incorporated into themselves.

Then, her figure flew up, and six wings of light of different colors stretched out behind her. The whole person was wrapped in an obscure and inexplicably complicated Taoist rhyme. A light yellow beam of light lit up from behind her. Soaring!

　　 Houtu repairs people how to reincarnate, and Liuya repairs ‘reincarnation’.

　　 The chaotic clock shook again, and all the monks who worked hard here showed a bit of wry smile.

　　 Within just a few years of the Chaos Clock, three or four people have been sanctified one after another…

　　 Outside the Taoist Temple, Tianyan Daozi’s figure hurried back, moving Liuya’s figure from the Chaos Clock to the Chaos Sea.

　　 Honghuang once again showed various visions, and countless monks felt that the mysterious way that runs through the heavens and the earth, and for a while, they were a little confused with the way of the Houtu Empress.

　　 Inside the Chaos Clock, Houtu stood up and said: “I will contact the other fellow daoists. The location of the Nine Pollution Spring has already been found, so there is no need to drag it anymore.”

　　 “Good.”

　　 Lao Tzu seems to always answer like this, even if there is a little hesitation in his eyes, it seems a little like to persuade her to think more.

　　 But the Taiqing saint was a Taiqing saint after all, and he just responded without saying a word, leaving the chaos clock together with Houtu.

　　 Houtu Niangniang sent out a few jade charms, and all the affairs of the sages of the predecessors were suspended and gathered in the Taoist temple.

　　 Taiqing Laozi, Tongtian Guru, Yuanshi Tianzun, Lei Zhenzi, and Sage, these are the five saints of merit;

　　 Tianyan Daozi, Yuding Zhenren, Yunxiao Empress, these are the three great saints.

　　 Originally, Hou Tu had been a little hesitant, not knowing how to convince Yang Jian.

　　 But at this time, Honghuang still has three newly sanctified Dao saints, so there is no need to go to Yang Jian to take action, which saves a lot of trouble.

　　 Nine Pollution Springs are hidden between the heavens and the earth. When preparing before this, several saints have moved the Nine Pollution Springs into the void outside the Netherworld.

　　 Jiugu Avenue appeared around the Netherworld, like nine huge pillars, about to overturn the entire prehistoric land.

　　——The sea of ​​blood was originally formed only by the gathering of a few dirty springs at the bottom of the Netherworld. In order to arrange the big formation, the springs at the bottom of the sea of ​​blood were also moved to the periphery of heaven and earth.

　　 Nezha is responsible for mobilizing one of the Nine Pollution Springs, but Nezha doesn’t know what to do. He just heard from the master that the source of the Nine Pollution Springs should be introduced into the sea of ​​blood in the Netherworld.

　　 This matter is naturally not difficult for Dadao saints, and Nezha also agreed.

　　 When the nine saints stand in their respective positions, the Empress Houtu changed into a long skirt, walked from the clouds into the underworld, opened up the sea of ​​blood, and sank into the sea of ​​blood…

　　 “No, what are you going to do?”

　　 Nezha stared and asked, lowered his head and glanced at the blood-like ‘magma’ beneath his eyes, and for a moment he dared not make a move.

“No, the empress wants to use this method to break the body of her own merits and saints? If the merits can be offset by the fire of karma, with her mother and witch family origin, it is possible to use the power of the Nine Defilements to go further… but this is too much It’s more dangerous.”

　　 Zixia who was just behind Nezha whispered a little, and Nezha could only stare.

　　 But without waiting for the two juniors to speak, Yuan Shi Tianzun said, “Dear fellow daoists, please do it.”

　　 The avenues in the other eight directions are ready to go.

　　 “I can’t do anything, I can’t drag the ancestors behind them,” Nezha grabbed the fire-tip spear and pointed the spear at a point deep in the blood sea, and the rolling magma below suddenly rushed towards the blood sea.

　　 The filthy power contained in it actually seems to be spiritual, showing the shape of many pythons and venomous insects.

　　 At the same time, there are blood springs surging in each of the nine directions of heaven and earth, among which the power of the origin rushes toward the back soil in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

　　 Houtu just lay quietly on the sea of ​​blood, with her hair loose, and her eyes closed safely.

　　 No matter what the consequences, as long as you can achieve great achievements and get rid of the shackles of merit…

　　 is worth a try.

　　 Almost instantly, her figure was enveloped by the power of the source of the nine pollution springs.

　　 And the phantom of the six reincarnation discs that emerged under her body was slowly dyed blood…

　　 Beiju Luzhou, the land of the Wu tribe.

　　 Yang Jian, who was drinking tea with the Great Witch Festival, moved for a while, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was suddenly full of bitterness.

　　 “True monarch, what’s wrong?”

　　 “Sister she still embarked on this road.”

　　 The Great Witch Sacrifice closed his eyes and meditated, then sighed quietly, saying: “The ancestors were willing to take strange risks, and there was a reason.

　　 Yang Jian gently shook his head, put the tea cup down, and said: “I went to the Netherworld to guard it.”

　　 “True Monarch walks slowly, and the Wu Clan’s top-down combat power is always ready for the true monarch to dispatch.”

　　 “No, just as I said before,” Yang Jian turned his head slightly, “After all, I’m not sure I can bring them back this time.”

　　 The Great Witch Festival closed his eyes and sighed, Yang Jian had disappeared.

　　 At this time, the land seems to be prosperous and prosperous. Thousands of years have made most living creatures forget the last catastrophe.

　　 But behind the prosperity and prosperity, there are turbulences, vortices, black holes that can swallow the wilderness at any time.

　　 Yang Jian, no matter what Hou Tu is desperately at this time, and the few predecessors who have just been sanctified are actually preparing to step into this whirlpool.

　　 How can the Witch Clan not follow behind?

　　 It’s just that there is still some difference between waiting to die and dying.

　　……

　　 The Netherworld shook on the 7th and forty-nineth ~www.mtlnovel.com~ The sea of ​​blood was surging, and the underworld was turbulent, but fortunately, no disaster was caused.

　　 Finally, on the fiftieth day, the sea of ​​blood gradually calmed down, and there was a song like nothing in the sky of the sea of ​​blood. In the middle of the sea of ​​blood, within a radius of thousands of miles, the originally extremely filthy blood was very clear.

　　 A figure sits quietly on the mirror-like water, humming soft ballads in his mouth, wearing a blood-colored dress, combing three thousand green silks there…

　　 The skin is white, and the white is a bit dazzling.

　　 Yang Jian’s figure appeared aside, and asked in a low voice, “Sister?”

　　 “Well,” the woman didn’t turn around, but turned her head slightly. The faint blood stains on that beautiful face made Yang Jian a little bit tingling in her heart.

　　 “Don’t worry about me,” she smiled softly, “When I get back together with Liu Ya, you come to see me again, I really don’t look good at this time.”

　　 Not far away, Liu Ya drove over the clouds, said to Yang Jian, and landed on the lake.

　　 Yang Jian didn’t know what to say or what to say, so he nodded and took a few steps back.

　　 A faint mist floated on the surface of the lake, engulfing Liuya and Houtu’s figure, and the two avenues opened up a sea of ​​blood, conflicting and entangled with each other.

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