Chapter 935 Holy Soul Heaven

Accompanied by the Third Generation Yuan Zun, Luo Yunyang left the Third Generation Supreme Sect. This time, it was Luo Yunyang who took the initiative to prevent the Third Generation Supreme Sect from making any more big battles.

Although Luo Yunyang was quite happy with the huge battle and the feeling of being looked up to by everyone, he also knew that he should not go too far in everything, and he should just stop at it.

"Brother Yunyang's fist intention has come true. I'm looking forward to Brother Yunyang's dominating fist!" The Third Yuan Zun said with a smile on his face and a hint of ridicule in his voice.

Luo Yunyang smiled and said: "Thank you, Third Yuan Zun, for your encouragement. I also hope that one day, I can throw that punch sooner."

Regarding Luo Yunyang's answer, the Third Yuan Zun just laughed and said: "According to my estimation, it is not far from the time when Brother Yunyang will throw this punch."

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the foot of the Third World Sacred Mountain. After saying goodbye to each other, Luo Yunyang took off in the air.

The Third Yuan Zun looked at Luo Yunyang leaving, a complicated meaning flashed in his eyes. There was admiration, envy, and jealousy in his eyes...

That's right, there is indeed a trace of jealousy in the eyes of the Third Yuan Zun.

"Finally gone!" A celestial being wearing a robe slowly walked out, with a look of relief on his face.

The Third Yuan Zun glanced at Tian Zun, waved his hand and said: "Junior brother, don't judge others after others, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth."

The robed Tianzun smiled disapprovingly and said: "Senior brother, you are here, what do you have to be afraid of?"

"What's more, he has no intention of being an enemy of our Three Generations Supreme Sect. He has kept this Eternal Divine Pestle." As Tianzun spoke, he handed over the Eternal Divine Pestle.

The Third Generation Yuan Zun glanced at the Eternal Divine Pestle, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Since Luo Yunyang left the Eternal Divine Pestle, it means that he has no intention of getting entangled with my Third Generation Supreme Sect again. grudges."

"Pass my order: No more small moves against the Glazed Vajra Sect in the future!"

Although the Third Generation Yuan Zun doesn't care about anything, any disturbance in the Third Generation Supreme Sect cannot be hidden from his eyes.

After hearing the order of the Third Yuan Zun, Tian Zun agreed and said: "I will pass on your decree."

Seeing Tianzun leaving with the eternal divine pestle, the Third Yuanzun sighed softly. Then his figure disappeared silently between heaven and earth.

Luo Yunyang didn't care what kind of decision the Third Yuan Zun made. He was still immersed in the two years of enlightenment.

Ba Fist, this is the name the Third Yuan Zun gave to the method he was nurturing, but in fact, his name was only half correct.

Luo Yunyang named this developing punch the Supreme Overlord Fist.

This punch has almost been conceived in his heart, but until now, Luo Yunyang has not been able to use it.

There's nothing wrong with it, it just feels like it has some shortcomings, so it's been difficult to play.

However, Luo Yunyang is not anxious about this, because he has already completed most of this method that is most suitable for him, and the rest will fall into place naturally.

Even if Baihe Yuanzun doesn't contact him, Luo Yunyang is ready to leave seclusion, because Luo Yunyang feels that he has reached a peak based on enlightenment alone, and it will be of little use to continue to seclusion and enlightenment.

In the Hongmeng Temple, Baihe Yuanzun had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Luo Yunyang approaching, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Yunyang, it seems that you have gained a lot from this retreat!"

Luo Yunyang and Bai He Yuanzun exchanged a few pleasantries, and then said in a deep voice: "Will you accompany me to the Holy Soul Heaven this time?"

When Bai He Yuanzun was asked this question, his face suddenly felt awkward: "Speaking of it, for such a big thing as going to the Holy Soul Heaven, at least three Lords will be required to follow you."

"But the three Lords have been a little busy these days, and in the end I was the only one to accompany Yunyang."

"But before leaving, the Lord asked me to tell Yunyang that this Holy Soul Heaven, you should treat it as an experience and treat it as normal."

"Of course, the Lord also asked you to make some preparations during the Holy Soul Heaven, so that when the competition for the quota to enter the Holy Soul Heaven really begins, you can have some advantages."

Luo Yunyang could hear the meaning of Baihe Yuanzun's words, that is, the three elders did not have high expectations for whether they could capture the Holy Soul this time.

So, they didn't even send themselves. But for this kind of thing, Luo Yunyang knew that it was useless to express his determination. In the end, he had to rely on his strength to speak for himself.

So he smiled at Baihe Yuanzun and said: "Then thank you all for your concern."

The two of them were familiar with each other, so after a brief chat and a few laughs, Luo Yunyang boarded Baihe Yuanzun's spaceship.

Baihe Yuanzun's spaceship was very fast, but even so, the spaceship still flew for three full days before reaching the location.

"Yunyang, I can only send you here, take this token." After Baihe Yuanzun and Luo Yunyang stepped out of the spacecraft, he pointed to a mountain peak in the distant starry sky and said: "When you walk to that mountain peak, Able to enter the Holy Soul Heaven."

Seeing the trace of uncertainty in Bai He Yuanzun's words, Luo Yunyang felt that this matter seemed a bit unreliable.

He glanced at Baihe Yuanzun carefully for a few times, and then said: "Are you really sure?"

Baihe Yuanzun spread his hands and said: "I'm really not sure about this, because I have never entered the Holy Soul Heaven. What I just told you was all told to me by the Lord."

"If you are wrong, don't remember it on my head. This is the Lord's order."

Luo Yunyang looked at Baihe Yuanzun, who looked like he was right or wrong and had nothing to do with me, and felt a feeling in his heart that this time, it seemed a little unreliable.

But no matter what he was thinking, Luo Yunyang still took the token and strode towards the small mountain peak.

A small mountain peak that looks extremely barren in the starry sky.

When Luo Yunyang said that the target was at the small mountain peak, Luo Yunyang scanned it at least three times, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

If he had to say he discovered it, Luo Yunyang felt that this small mountain peak was really just a small mountain peak. An ordinary small mountain peak with nothing magical about it.

In just a few steps, Luo Yunyang had already climbed the small mountain peak, and the token, which was originally without any luster, began to glow faintly the moment he landed on the small mountain peak.

The light became more and more powerful, and finally completely enveloped him. But just as thoughts were surging in Luo Yunyang's heart and he was about to explore the surroundings again, he found that the small mountain peak had disappeared.

He found that he had appeared outside a dilapidated gate.

The gate, or should I say this is the gatehouse archway, but the pillars of the archway have all been broken, and even the carved jade plaque made of white jade on the archway has only one word left.

Other words have become holes the size of a foot.

sky!

It was just this word, but the moment he saw this word, Luo Yunyang felt a strange feeling in his heart. He felt that the fisting intention that was originally nurtured in his chest felt like it was being pulled out by this word.

This feeling, mysterious and mysterious, made Luo Yunyang feel an impatience in his heart.

It was this feeling that made Luo Yunyang's heart surge. Just when Luo Yunyang had the feeling of crossing his legs to comprehend this word, he heard someone say lightly: "With the token, you can stay in the Holy Soul Heaven for ten days."

"Whether you can win the favor of the Holy Soul depends on your ability. After ten days, you will automatically exit the Holy Soul Heaven."

The words he just said interrupted Luo Yunyang's understanding. Regarding these words, Luo Yunyang felt a bad feeling in his heart.

He stared around and found that there was no one around him at all, not even a shadow could be seen.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Yunyang set his eyes on the word "Tian Tian" again, but at this moment, the word "Tian Tian" seemed to have become the most ordinary word. Without any divine light, it could not arouse the fist intention in his heart.

Unwilling to give up, Luo Yunyang continued to stare at that word, but the final result was the same.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yunyang finally chose to give up.

Stepping over the broken stone tablets, Luo Yunyang originally thought that what he was about to face would be a dilapidated world.

But the moment he crossed the Holy Soul Heaven, Luo Yunyang realized that he was completely wrong. What was displayed in front of him were huge palaces.

Some palaces are filled with divine light; some palaces are filled with soft golden light; some palaces are filled with dense aura; some palaces are filled with purple energy that stretches for thousands of miles...

There are countless palaces, each palace is different; each palace exudes a kind of sacred power that makes people feel extraordinary.

Luo Yunyang looked at those palaces and thought to himself: Is there a holy soul in every palace?

Naturally, he could not confirm his conjecture just by watching, so Luo Yunyang jumped into the air and rushed towards those palaces.

He wanted to see what was in these palaces.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yunyang had arrived outside a palace. When he looked towards the palace, he saw a group of fairies in purple dancing in the palace. Zheng Zheng, sitting cross-legged in the main hall, was a tall figure. .

When Luo Yunyang looked at this figure, he seemed to sense Luo Yunyang's presence. His eyes that seemed to be enjoying singing and dancing suddenly lifted up and looked at Luo Yunyang seriously.

At this glance, Luo Yunyang felt like there was endless thunder around him. The figure that looked at him looked like a Lord of Thunder.

The moment this feeling arose in him, a thought came to Luo Yunyang's mind: This figure in purple robe is so powerful, could he be one of the holy souls?

Just when thoughts were surging in Luo Yunyang's heart, the purple palace and the singing and dancing fairies disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It's like they never existed!