Three Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters The Way to the Strongest Ten

"Brother's Ninghua Youquan supernatural power has become stronger again...!" The first prince had a hint of shock in his eyes.

"If big brother is willing to break through Yuanjing now, he may be able to enter Yuanjing in an instant! It's terrifying!"

Entering the emptiness, transforming the reality, joining the Tao, and being the real king, these are the five levels after entering Yuanjing. As for Yin Yin Zhenjun, no one knows how to reach that point.

The true king is the strongest realm in the entire Yuanjing, so the practice world is often used to crowning the true king on the head of the strongest realm.

Up to now, this title is no longer a simple realm name, but more like an honor.

"Get ready to go. My father is in the shrine now, and the Nether Dao is under my control. With the guards of the Elder Hall, I will be safe. This operation will be successful!"

Huang Yuanqing's voice suddenly spread throughout the city and palace.

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Transformation Cave, Wan Yao Mountain.

Giant monster statues the size of mountains are located in the mountains.

Some giant monsters are bats, some are wolves, some are lions, and there are also green luan phoenixes, dragons and unicorns.

The huge black statues are hundreds or even thousands of meters long.

Dozens of statues formed a ring, and black chains, as thick as arms, flew out from the statues in all directions, and all gathered in the central space. All the chains are concentrated on a huge black palace in the center.

The top of the palace is covered with dense spikes of all kinds.

There are extending platforms on the lower edge. On every platform, there are small figures constantly practicing martial arts and supernatural powers.

On one of the largest platforms, a majestic man in a dark gold robe was holding a tumbling ball of terrifying black air with one hand, and was trying to control it completely with his veins exposed.

The black air formed into a ball, and the surface inside was constantly rolling, highlighting the twisted and painful expressions of human faces.

"Murderous....?!" A voice came from behind the man.

"What's the matter?" the majestic man just asked in a low voice without turning his head.

"This time, the seven-section expansion. The powers of the major forces have suffered greatly. With the temperament of the master of the Red Ridge Sect, it is unlikely that he will come in person. In addition, he has been severely injured and needs to recuperate, so this is the biggest opportunity for you to wait for." !"

The master slowly appeared behind the voice. It is impressively a tall emperor shrouded in distortion.

I can't see his face clearly, and I can't even see his figure, only the space seems to be twisting and rolling up in circles all the time, blurring all vision.

"Huang Yuerong was injured. This period of training is indeed the greatest opportunity for me. If I can get that thing...pass the test. My strength will be upgraded to the top level!" The majestic man said in a low voice, the black balloon in his hand popped It exploded and scattered in all directions.

He turned around and looked at the figure behind him.

The figure stared at him.

"Huai'er, you are the strongest bloodline in my Transformation Cave. Except for those few people in all worlds, there is nothing comparable to you. This time the Immortal Alliance suffered heavy losses, and the elders lost too much. The Red Ridge Gate also You have been severely injured, and your combat power is empty. It is the best time for you to rise up, if you can control that thing, even Huang Yuerong may fight head-on!"

The majestic man narrowed his eyes and remained silent. It's just that the breath on his body is getting stronger and stronger.

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Tianyun Dao Immortal Clothes Dao Palace.

In the magnificent and cold spacious hall, sat a huge figure in a white robe.

The figure was seven or eight meters tall, and even if it was sitting, it was far taller than the monks on both sides. It wears a white jade helmet, and its face area is shrouded in white light, as if there is nothing inside, and it seems that there is a lot of white mist flowing in it.

On both sides of the main hall, one by one, old or young, tyrannical Taoist priests stood peacefully on both sides.

Old man Honggui was standing at the fifth position on the right, holding a dust whisk in his hand, looking at his nose, nose, and heart, his face motionless.

"The journey of Qijietuo, do you have any opinions?" The huge figure sitting at the top said, his voice was deep and powerful, as if it carried countless echoes.

"Brother Sect Leader, Huang Yuerong fought, and Seventh Junior Brother died in battle. The surviving true emperors and elders are not enough to suppress other sect forces. Although Qijietuo is important, but now we are all just a breath of spiritual thoughts left here, powerless .It’s better to hand over the initiative to Tang Guanyu.” A person on the left spoke slowly.

"Tang Guanyu? What about Lin Shan?" A Taoist woman beside Hong Gui asked coldly. "Shan'er is the real chief Daoist! Are you trying to take advantage of her injury to snatch the spot?"

"Senior sister's words are wrong." The person who spoke earlier looked indifferent, "Treasures of heaven and earth, fortune and opportunity, those who are capable live. Daozi Lin Shan followed to intercept Huang Yuerong, participated in the battle, and suffered heavy losses. How many people are at this critical moment The occurrence of this incident is naturally due to luck, and destiny is not enough."

"This can all be related to destiny, and you are worthy of the name as the master of destiny." The female Taoist said disdainfully. "Unfortunately, Shan'er's injury will definitely recover before Qijietuo."

"If it can be recovered, of course there is no objection. But Huang Yuerong personally shot, and even the sixth-rank divine weapon's bodyguard was shattered..." Another person said calmly. "Even if I have a profound background in Tianyun Dao, it doesn't mean that there are sixth-rank divine weapons."

"Lin Shan is the Taoist in the future! Such a price is worth it!" the female Taoist retorted independently.

"I heard that Honggui went to provoke the prince of the Yuandou Demon Sect of the Xiansha League when the sect was in danger. I wonder if this happened?" Another person said calmly.

Most of the people in Tian Yun Dao seem to have a calm expression on this day, as if they don't care much about anything, which is a bit weird.

"Aren't you talking about the child? Why did it involve me?" Honggui was helpless, but he had already expected that this question might appear on his side.

He simply took a step forward, bowed his head slightly to the huge figure above, and saluted before speaking.

"It is true."

The person who came out was also a white-haired old man, carrying two snow-white long swords on his back, both of which were bent like crescent moons and tied crosswise. A plain white robe looks fairy-like.

"Hong Gui, you know the matter of Lin Shan best. As his uncle, in the name of Taoist, he secretly traded with forces with ulterior motives to obtain benefits. Now because of this matter, you are chasing and killing the prince of Yuandou Demon Sect. Where does the relationship between me, Tianyun Dao and Xianshameng go?"

Hearing this, all the Taoist cultivators were a little surprised, but that was what caused the disturbance.

Tian Yundao's Taoist skills are mainly pure-minded and ascetic, and forgetful about emotions. Perhaps even if it is a catastrophe, it will not cause much fluctuation to the people present.

"Is there such a thing? Hong Gui." The huge figure sitting above asked in a low voice. The terrifying eyes slowly fell on the old man Honggui with coercion.

His body trembled involuntarily. Hastily lowered his head.

"It is true. However, a third prince cannot represent the Yuandou Demon Sect, and the Yuandou Demon Sect cannot represent the entire Immortal Demon Sect."

"How do you say that?" the huge figure asked.

Honggui sorted out his words and continued.

"Reporting to Daoist Master, Honggui has reached an agreement with the Xiansha League. The Yuandou Demon Sect has also sent someone to transmit the sound, and Zhenjun Huangyuan will reply soon."

"It seems that you have been prepared for a long time." The female Taoist gave him a cold look and said no more.

"Yellow ape..." The huge figure above didn't say any more, no matter what other people's attitudes of the Yuandou Demon Sect, the yellow ape is the real number one. His words are the holy decree. What Hong Gui meant was that Huang Yuan's side was the real voice representing Yuan Dou Mozong.

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The edge of the Yang membrane in Zhongfu.

The sun sets. Dusk is approaching.

A huge pitch-black battleship slowly flew towards the Sun Membrane from the distant sky.

The battleship is shuttle-shaped, with the tip inside at the front. In a wide room half of which is transparent crystal.

True Monarch Yellow Ape sat on the ground, surrounded by silver spheres floating around his body, which were solid spheres formed by the condensed star power of Yuan Dou.

As long as any one falls to the ground, it can instantly cause the extinction of life within several kilometers. Kill all living things.

Yuan Dou star power has the characteristics of ordinary star power simulating other powers, and also has a terrifying and powerful effect that can accommodate most of the power.

But what is even more powerful is its domineering special effects that exterminate everything and repel everything.

Practitioners of Yuan Dou Xingli, in fact, everyone will gradually become extremely selfish and do their own way.

What Huang Yuan likes, he wants to grab it. That's how Lin Xin got started at the beginning.

The same is true of Kenkenying and Duanchizi. Domineering and domineering are the biggest characteristics of Yuandou Mogong.

At this moment, True Monarch Huangyuan was holding a piece of white letter paper in his hand, on which was densely recorded a series of events that happened after the Zhongfu Taoist Code.

"Tianyundao..." Huang Yuan put down the letter paper, his face sank slightly. "The evil god didn't give it to me, but swallowed it by himself?"

When the princess and prince returned to the Yuandou Demon Sect, he had the right to contact him directly, but Lin Xin hadn't contacted him for so long after getting the Yuantu, obviously planning to monopolize it.

"If we fight directly with Tian Yundao, what is the chance of winning?" He suddenly asked directly backwards.

"Less than ten percent." A woman's voice behind him answered directly. "If it wasn't for their loss of a garrisoning Zhenjun this time, we wouldn't even have 10%. Unless the entire Immortal Demon Alliance does it together."

"That's impossible." Huang Yuan said in a low voice. His eyes flickered, and finally he pinched the letter paper casually, turning it into black powder and blowing it away with the wind.

"Let Duanchizi pass the sound transmission to that kid, and offer the evil god's birth, and I will protect him. If it doesn't work, he will fend for himself."

"Okay." The woman replied quickly.

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In a rocky forest somewhere in Zhongfu.

The sunlight slanted into the forest of stone pillars and fell on a floating figure in the middle.

Lin Xin's long hair was loose, the original pitch black with a hint of dark red spreading from the roots of the hair. He didn't notice it at all.

His eyeballs were still blood red, and there was a hint of arrogance faintly on his originally cold and stern face.

At this moment, he had a silver letter talisman in his hand, and he had already read the contents of the letter talisman.

"Present the birth of the evil god?" A sneer flashed in his eyes, and Lin Xin smashed the letter directly.

"Do you really think you are my master?"

A hint of mania kept gushing out of his heart, irritating his nerves.

In the past few days, he was lucky and encountered a gathering place for the sons of the Youfu, intercepted and killed a group of the sons of the Youfu, and obtained hundreds of monster talisman seeds. At this time, it is continuously and rapidly adapting to integration.

He has also raised his physique to the same two hundred points or more.

The dodge and defense did not keep up because he had to increase to the fastest speed first, and then accelerate to obtain more attributes.

Now except for Yuan Jing, the rest of the monks ignore the state and almost all use a sword.

"Then just watch...fend for yourself...hehehe..."

Lin Xin couldn't restrain himself from beating more and more killing intent. He had a vague feeling that the power of the Nether House should be rebounding violently.

Maybe it's because the Red Leaf Sword Master has made some big moves, the power of the Nether House in his body is faintly impatient.

But what does that matter? As long as the strength can be improved, everything else is not important.....(to be continued ~^~)