Jiuzhou, Taihang Mountains.

When Chu Xing'er came to her senses, the darkness broke open, and the scene in front of her was replaced by the lush mountains of Taihang and the great demon filled with the mountains and fields. She returned to Jiuzhou, and the creature that looked like Nan Zhu picked her away from the fog of time. Faced with the siege of the Fallen Supreme, the man was even more fearless and striding forward.

This is... Zhu Jiuyin? Chu Xing'er guessed the identity of a man, but even greater doubts followed.

How can Zhu Jiuyin recover from the degeneration?

Taixu experienced a bloody lesson in the incident of degeneration.

Falification is irreversible, and once it begins, it cannot be stopped, until the degenerate body is rejected by the universe and driven to the depths of the black fog. This was the case with Taixu when the degenerate first appeared. Even if the two paths of immortals and Buddhas began to compete for the degenerate, the treatment of the degenerate person was exiled by thunder, because the degenerate body is not only terrifying, but also has amazing contagiousness. The flocculents that grow from the depths of spirituality can pollute the spiritual wisdom of other creatures.

This is a road of no return.

Neither the supreme creatures in the realm of immortals and Buddhas can find any solution.

Chu Xing'er believes that Zhu Jiuyin cannot be fully awake, and even if he recovers briefly, he cannot change the end of the degeneration. By then, Zhu Jiuyin, which has been degenerated again, will be unstoppable, and the only blow that can kill him has been consumed.

Thinking of this, Chu Xing'er shivered violently.

At this time, a messy scream came from the crowd in the distance. Chu Xing'er looked up and found that the world had suddenly become darkened. The golden monarch stood among the mountains, holding a scarlet spear. A fierce tiger appeared in the sky, holding a long sword on his mouth, a lava fire column squirted, and the pale giant ape slowly stood up. The three great kings of the Crown appeared together and surrounded the fog.

Their existence made the spiritual energy chaotic and boiling. The huge bodies blocked the sunlight. The wind and clouds surging, the lightning flashed, and the power was released layer by layer, just like the ancient demon god coming to the world.

Before everyone could react, the three laws of return to the source rose and built high walls to completely isolate the fog of time from the world.

"This is..." Chu Xing'er looked into the mountains and did not find the figure of the Qingyan Pure Tower. They did not appear from the fog.

"The law is the law. Several Chengmian issued an order before entering the fog of time. If the law cannot completely sense their breath, it will be triggered, and the law barrier will be raised to seal the fog of time to prevent the creatures in the fog from coming out and to prevent the creatures in Jiuzhou from entering by mistake." Someone walked out of the woods, buried half of his body in the shadow, unable to see it clearly, and could only glimpse a few strands of white hair hanging on his chest.

Chu Xing'er turned around and found that the figures of the three demon gods covering the sky had dissipated. The Lu Ling had completed the task and was consumed. Only the remaining power of the law was still stirring up the storm.

"Are they going to come back?" Another figure shook out from the other side.

"The fog dissipates, and no matter where they are, they will return to the place where the fog rises, that is, return to this Taihang Mountain. There is no need to be nervous. In any case, the red dragon in the fog will not cause any trouble for them."

Chu Xing'er gathered her Dharma eyes and looked at these two figures. She couldn't see through them. There was only a blurry fog in her sight. Listening to their communication tone, the two of them were not only familiar with Nan Zhu, but also had some understanding of the universe.

"Little donor, I haven't seen you for a long time." The man surrounded by ghostly aura looked over and greeted Chu Xing'er.

"After you..." Chu Xing'er pondered, her magic eyes emitting a glimmer of light, and she had some clues about the identities of these two people.

The figure in the forest waved his hand, "Someone in the universe learned that the three Chengmian and Chunyang were deeply involved in the fog, and the combat power of Jiuzhou was mostly vacant, and he had a bad idea, including the secret agitation of the mountain ghost."

"Mountain Ghost? Didn't He be left in the fog of time with Sen?"

"He escaped before the fog was closed, and was heading to the former site of the Jiuzhou Great Wall in the deserted universe. There was a gap left by Zhu Jiuyin that once tore through the outer wall of the universe. If there was a place that could break through the primitive universe, it would be here. The outer wall of the primitive universe is indestructible, but if an ancient god breaks through the former gap inside and attracts an ultimate in the universe, maybe he really has the chance to break the outer shell of the universe."

"That's the extreme! The mountain ghost secretly incited all the universes to attack the vacant Jiuzhou, just to cover up his actions with the help of the spirits of the universe to cover up his actions. If the mountain ghost succeeds, I'm afraid it will take the opportunity to come in a while." The ghostly figure nodded and revealed the mountain ghost's plan.

Although these two people were very wise, Chu Xing'er frowned.

It’s not that the two people said that there is something wrong, but that the identities of the two have become confused.

"We will stop the mountain ghosts, but the universe, especially the Great Wilderness and Tianyang, will not give up. Guiyuan Rudao will take action in this battle, and Jiuzhou will entrust you, little Buddha." Lin Jian said softly, and after saying that, the two figures began to blur and were about to dissipate.

"Wait!" Chu Xing'er called out to the two of them.

"What else?" They stopped. The sound from the forest was very gentle, and they were not angry about Chu Xinger's sudden voice.

"Your hairpin Shunde, you can pick souls from the bamboo basket, you don't even have the law, how can you stop the mountain ghosts? He is the ancient god of Tianyang with a high status, and most of the supreme people avoid it." Chu Xing'er said calmly.

"The little Buddha's eyes are as sharp as a torch." The mist covering his figure dissipated. Yuchai Shunde stood there and smiled at Chu Xing'er. The ghostly bamboo basket was also shrouded in spirit, revealing his true body, carrying a bamboo basket and wearing the clothes of ancient scholars.

Two old ancestors who had disappeared for a long time have returned now.

Chu Xinger was about to ask why she was hiding her eyes hurt.

Her magic eyes were bright, and she pushed aside layers of confusion. In addition to Yuchai Shunde and Bamboo Soul Collection, she also saw two transcendent creatures sitting upright under the sky on them. These two transcendent creatures were reflected by Yuchai Shunde Bamboo Soul Collection. They were wearing feathered clothes and fluttering feather belts. They were flowing with Taoist fairy aura, accompanied by colorful clouds and rain. I remember that the true immortals in Taixu were just like this.

These two transcendent figures shocked Chu Xing'er. He didn't know where this existence came from and why he used the old ancestor of Jiuzhou as a projection. Even without the fog, he still couldn't see it clearly. He could only exude majesty to make Chu Xing'er take a few steps back.

"Don't look forward any further." Yuchai Shunde said.

"Immortal?" Chu Xing'er said.

The old ancestor did not answer.

The two transcendent beings entrenched in the sky had no movement. They were still sitting upright, as if facing Chu Xing'er's position. Chu Xing'er stared blankly at the two transcendent beings, circling her Dharma eyes desperately, and then she was shocked.

The figure corresponding to Yuchai Shunde had three eyes on his forehead, four heads on his shoulders, and eight arms each holding various magical instruments. He sat upright on the lotus pond, and his whole body was filled with purple thoughts like a waterfall.

The corresponding bamboo basket soul-picking corresponds to not one at all, but five creatures. The five old men sat upright, with a big star floating above their heads, golden light floating, close to each other, and when blocked by the fog, it was like a whole.

They lowered their eyes and their eyes fell on Chu Xing'er.

"Dou Mu Yuanjun, Wu Dou Xingjun..." Chu Xing'er whispered.

The famous figure in the Taixu Heavenly Court has a transcendent status and rarely appears. Chu Xing'er once felt the breath of these people in Nanzhu's appearance of eating immortals, and even more than what she saw in front of her eyes. She thought that these transcendent creatures would fight with Nanzhu in the fog, but they actually appeared here, and their power was reflected on the old ancestor of Jiuzhou.

Their true bodies have long passed away with Taixu, and now they have manifested themselves. In addition to the power of the universe, they may have nothing to do with the old ancestors of Jiuzhou.

Could it be that the Eight Immortals left behind in the past is really a great cause and effect? ​​Chu Xing'er dared not infer it, but what he saw in front of him was shocking Chu Xing'er.

The old ancestor brought Taixu Immortal to intercept the mountain ghost. This scene was so scary, no wonder they covered their whereabouts.

"I was originally planning to place it in the past Taoist throne and leave it for future generations who are destined to take it. Since the little Buddha saw it clearly, he would leave it to you and be controlled by you." Zhu Lan Caihun said. He looked like a scholar and actually took out a few scriptures from the bamboo basket behind him and handed it over. Chu Xing'er casually looked through it with a solemn expression. This is the path of the immortal family, and it is related to Taixu's method of becoming an immortal!

"She is not suitable to follow me again, and put it back to this mountain. After all, it belongs here." A white fox emerged from Yuchai Shunde's sleeve. Chu Xing'er was very familiar with it. This was one of the rising creatures of the first generation of Taihang. She came to Nan Zhu to plead for Qingyan, but the white fox's eyebrows were flashing with auspicious runes, and nine long tails grew, and had an amazing transformation.

The white fox walked to Chu Xing'er and solemnly bowed to Yuchai Shunde.

"Little Buddha, don't know, the creatures in the universe could not compete with us in ancient times, and I think they will also fail today." Zhulan Caihun said.

Jade Chai Shunde condensed into a lotus with ice crystals and fell lightly into Chu Xing'er's hand. She said softly: "In the past, I dreamed of Guanyin Bodhisattva preaching, integrating some of its Taoist rhymes into the path I was walking, forming a thousand hands closed in my eyes and the seal of creation. Later, Tianguanjie woke up a wisp of holy Dharma, and had a new understanding, and sublimated spirituality in Taihang Lake again. This lotus contains the gains of my understanding and keeping it to you. Nanzhu's Five Elements Seal has the shadow of the jade hand of creation, and the ice phoenix on the snowy land is even more of an ice spirit. The pure path you take will be of great benefit."

Chu Xing'er felt the ice lotus in her hand was heavy. She was about to speak when Jade Chai Shunde and Zhucaihun Caihun left.

Intercepting the mountain ghost... with the body of the old ancestor? Chu Xing'er sighed, finally understanding the true meaning of the Jiuzhou Fire Genome this time.

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The fog of time, the Taoist rays overwhelmingly, and the pale flesh and blood rustled like rain.

The Holy Spirit's methods were too bizarre. Once all the killer moves were exposed to him, he almost killed several kings of Chengmian. Even Nan Zhu cut off several arms by him and healed and grew out again.

What's more, there is not only the Holy Spirit here, but also the fallen supreme from all directions. Their rhyme erodes the spiritual power of the Crown King and tries to pollute their laws.

This is a fierce battle, a fierce battle that will kill you if you are not careful.

But the kings fought happily, and their bodies were covered in blood, and they became more brave. The ferocity that was dormant in the depths of their souls was stimulated, and the law was pouring out wildly. The qi of the kings was flourishing like a fierce sun. Their vitality was already strong, and at this moment they even overwhelmed the Fallen Supreme, and in turn eroded the Fallen Daoyun.

"Why didn't you send us away this time?" Qing Yan mocked Li Xi'an.

This was what I did before poking Li Xi'an. Whenever I encountered something, I would take risks alone and send them away once I encountered a crisis. They had not fought like this for a long time. Qing Yan killed happily and turned the past upset emotions into endless heavenly power, lightning, life and death millstones, watching the body of the fallen Supreme being struck by thunder and was wiped out by the life and death millstones.

Yes, that's what it should be!

Qingyan's eyes are full of evil light, so what about the desperate situation? If you die in battle, you will die in battle!

Li Xi'an exhaled a breath, golden flames flowing between his sharp teeth, his scales were covered with scars, and his broken arms were squirming and growing. The Eight Xings of Taihang held a sharp weapon for him, and each shot was torn a big mouth on the scorched earth.

He glanced at Qingyan, speechless, so he looked at the tiger-like tiger-like waving Fengbahuang on the side. He believed that Lu would understand his painstaking efforts. Unexpectedly, Lu glanced at him faintly, with a mocking look on his face. Even though he was covered in white and flesh fragments and blood, Lu still said lightly: "I support Qingyan."

Tongming's roared, the lava lines under his skin cracked, bathed in flames, like a giant volcano that was erupting. He grabbed a fallen supreme and tore it in half. He looked back and smiled at Li Xi'an.

Li Xi'an held his head up, and it seemed that the silent and wise man understood everything he had done.

"I've been waiting for this day for a long time." Tongming's silence said.

"One is a day of fighting freely, and the other is a day of being ridiculed. Now the double happiness is coming, and it becomes the same day. It is really a good day!" After saying that, Tongming Zu stepped forward and fought with the Fallen Supreme. His roar shook the sky and the earth, and his punch made the face of an equally huge giant beast sank in.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The Pure Yang sword in the sky, and with a long sound, cut open the position of a fallen supreme, letting the pale filth wrap its Taoist rhyme, and simply beheaded the fallen supreme. The cut corpse was divided into two halves and slid down, and was twisted into nothingness by Chun Yang's sharp Taoist rhyme in the air.

Chunyang waved his sword again and cut off the filthy aura attached to his body. He was very familiar with this thing. He practiced the way to deal with this thing countless times during the days of his desolation. However, his opponent changed to the supreme, but he also became the supreme, which was unshakable.

He swept over the several supremes surrounding him coldly, and his sword energy stirred up, tearing the sky into pieces one by one. In the scattered fragments of the sky, the fallen supremes reflected one by one falling down one by one.

In the silence, Chunyang looked up at the fog, as if a familiar aura had come.

At the end of the scorched earth, two figures kept colliding, leaving cracks along the way.

The man in black turned into Zhu Jiuyin is fighting with the Holy Spirit. Even if the Holy Spirit can surpass Zhu Jiuyin, it cannot kill him. This is the most troublesome thing about the eternal throne. The Holy Spirit is already very impatient, and His movements are getting faster and faster, and the number of times Zhu Jiuyin is killed increases rapidly.

"I want to see how long you can be awake." The Holy Spirit said coldly.

Zhu Jiuyin clasped his claws on the shoulders of the Holy Spirit, tore off the fabric of the white dress, swung the dragon's tail behind it, and then pulled towards the Holy Spirit's abdomen. Zhu Jiuyin, which maintains some dragon-shaped characteristics, was sharp and the Holy Spirit could not defend against it. This dragon seemed to have an unthinkable fighting ability at any time and in any state. At that time, Zhu Long was like this, Li Xian was like this, and Zhu Jiuyin was like this.

The Holy Spirit was pulled by the dragon's tail but did not fly backwards. His pace was extremely steady. After taking this blow, he smashed Zhu Jiuyin's chest with a punch and took out a bloody heart.

But Zhu Jiuyin just looked down and continued to make moves, his movements flowing, as if the creature that lost his heart was not himself.

"Even if you hold back time, the throne of time cannot be condensed." The Holy Spirit said, taking Zhu Jiuyin's blow, tearing off his arm, and kicking Zhu Jiuyin out with one kick.

"You have been united, don't you understand the characteristics of things like you? The bright red petals are buried in every possibility of you. Each petal symbolizes the possibility of time and is a special existence. Therefore, you cannot reunite all the selves of the universe like other creatures. You need to kill yourself and kill all the possibilities of yourself."

The Holy Spirit tore the re-healing Zhu Jiuyin and said, "The power that comes from unity at this moment is just the possibility that you have killed. How can this little power be used to condense the throne of time?"

The next moment Zhu Jiuyin healed, it was broken again. The Holy Spirit did not even have the patience to hear Zhu Jiuyin speak, and just wanted to wait for it to fall again and capture several creatures in the fog.

But the free heart crystals in the world in the fog are visible to the naked eye, and the existence of the Holy Spirit is not without a price. When all the heart crystals are exhausted, the Holy Spirit cannot stay. He wants to kill those few crowns directly, but the Nine Yins block the face of Him like an unfalling iron wall and cannot pass it.

When the Holy Spirit crushed the Nine Yins again, He heard the sound of the tide.

He looked back, the golden tide spread on the scorched earth, and the hideous red dragon rode the waves and stirred up the wind and clouds. The two arms of the eight passes of Taihang held a giant sword and slashed the Holy Spirit! The Holy Spirit brushed the giant sword, as if he was pushing away the goose feather. He walked over with the sword body and aimed at the dragon head raised by Li Xi'an and stepped heavily!
To be continued...