Conferred God: Great Love Immortal

After a long time, the void calmed down.

Taoist Lu Ya walked out of the time and space turbulence in a very miserable way. His body was almost destroyed, and his soul was also broken and in tatters, looking like he was on the verge of death.

He didn't say hello to everyone, and fled away in an instant, leaving the land of Jiuzhou.

Seeing this, Xuanniao and others were all frightened, and at the same time, they couldn't help but feel fortunate.

Fortunately, he was not targeted by Lu Gui!

Otherwise...

Among them, except for the great master Xuandu who holds the innate treasure Tai Chi diagram, I'm afraid no one can survive such a means.

If it was the real Lu Gui, he might not target Lu Ya like this.

But...

The "Lu Gui" who had fought with everyone before had already been infected by the demon emperor Jun Dao.

Facing Lu Ya, who occupied the body of his son, Di Jun naturally didn't have any good feelings, and most of his killing moves were aimed at him.

In the past, because he was afraid of the cause and effect on Lu Ya, for the sake of the demon clan's hegemony, he had to choose to give in.

But now!

He was wearing Lugui's identity, but he didn't have so many concerns.

"Where is the Minghong Sword?"

The South Pole Immortal frowned slightly and said, "Could it be that he returned to the abyss with Lugui?"

"I don't know!"

Everyone shook their heads when they heard this.

Then, the divine thoughts continued to extend and began to search in the void.

They were still very wary of such a magic sword that was as famous as the Xuanyuan Sword.

At least, they would never allow it to fall into the hands of people like Lugui!

...

At the same time.

In the Xia Dynasty ancestral temple, on the Nine Cauldrons Altar, Han Yi had no choice but to activate the flint fire that he regarded as a trump card, showing a shocking power.

Now, his cultivation was suppressed, and many means could not be used.

But this flint fire was not affected!

Because...

This flint fire is the fire of humanity, which is closely related to the destiny of humanity.

"Retreat!"

Seeing this, Li Yuan and others hurriedly retreated.

"Want to leave? How can it be so easy?"

Han Yi sneered, and under the control of his mind, the flint fire suddenly turned into three flaming dragons, attacking Li Yuan, Feng Xin and Yu Su respectively.

Using flint fire will consume one's own luck. Now that he has used it, he feels that his own luck has begun to be transformed into firewood, strengthening the power of flint fire. How could he let the three people go easily?

"Amitabha!"

However, when he thought he could kill the three people in one go, a Zen chant sounded, and he saw a string of prayer beads turned into a golden barrier, blocking Li Yuan and others.

I saw the Taoist Sunlight coming over and bowing to Han Yi, saying with a smile: "Donor, these people and the Golden Crow Origin in your hand are all destined to me, please hand them over!"

"Western Religion?" Han Yi looked at the Taoist in front of him and scolded him sternly: "Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous here? Aren't you afraid that my brothers and sisters from Jie Religion will settle accounts with you?"

Although he didn't know the Taoist Sunlight, he recognized his method of cultivation.

Therefore, he was very afraid!

The aura on the other party was as vast as the abyss, gathering countless incense and divine thoughts, containing a trace of immortal gold, at least an existence in the Golden Immortal Realm.

"I am the poor Taoist Sunlight, a disciple of the Saint Jieyin, please help me!"

Seeing that Han Yi had revealed his origins, the Taoist Sunlight no longer concealed his identity, and then stared at the Golden Crow Origin in Han Yi's hand with a burning gaze.

If possible, he would not want to offend Han Yi, a disciple of Jie Religion!

But...

The origin of the Golden Crow is related to his path.

He is determined to get it!

Moreover, as long as he takes the origin of the Golden Crow, he will immediately return to the West. Can those Daluo Jinxian of Jiejiao still go to the West to trouble him?

Sunlight!

Han Yi's expression froze.

Could it be that the person in front of him is the future Sunlight Bodhisattva of Buddhism?

But...

If he is asked to give up the origin of the Golden Crow, he will be unwilling.

After all, a strange thing like the origin of the Golden Crow, which can change the root bone qualification, is also extremely rare in the vast prehistoric world.

He is naturally unwilling to give it up.

Moreover, even if he gives it up, will the Sunlight Taoist let him go?

No!

This is the conclusion that Han Yi came to after thinking about others.

Cut the grass to remove the root!

In this Zhen E, cause and effect are entangled, and the red dust is rising to the sky. Even a saint may not be able to see what is going on. It is a good place to kill people.

Feng Xin survived the catastrophe, and when he looked at Han Yi, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. He immediately turned to Ri Guang and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Taoist priest, for saving my life!"

Then, he pointed at Han Yi and said, "Taoist priest, this boy is not a good person. He killed his father and relatives, and stole the treasure of my Jiuli tribe!"

"Why don't we join forces to kill him?"

"We only want the spear in his hand, and the origin of the Golden Crow will belong to you, Taoist priest, how about that?"

I have to say!

Feng Xin's idea is very good.

And Taoist priest Ri Guang was also somewhat tempted.

But Han Yi, how could he be slaughtered by others?

He could see that Taoist priest Ri Guang's cultivation was also suppressed by Jiu Ding, and most of his current abilities came from the rosary in his hand!

Boom!

Han Yi took the initiative, and the flint roared out, using his luck as fuel, turning into a series of flaming dragons, and rushed directly towards Ri Guang, Li Yuan and others.

However, although the flint fire was strong, it was still unable to break through the defense of the rosary.

Seeing this, Riguang Taoist immediately smiled and said: "Friend Taoist, there is no need to waste your efforts. My rosary has been blessed by a saint, how can you shake it?"

"On the contrary, you, Sui Huo, need luck. How long can you last?"

He is a disciple of a saint. Although he is not knowledgeable about the past and present, he still knows Suihuo.

However, this was the first time that he saw someone refining flint as a means of protection.

So, very surprised.

After the birth of Suihuo, some people with great supernatural powers studied this first acquired fire, but after discovering that it required luck to activate, they were no longer interested.

after all……

Except for a few saints, I'm afraid no one is short of luck!

It’s tasteless to eat, it’s a pity to throw it away!

This is the final conclusion reached by those with great supernatural powers.

A faint smile appeared on Taoist Riguang's face, and he looked at Feng Xin and said, "Just what a few people said! I only want the source of the Golden Crow in his hand!"

He didn't want to be implicated in the cause and effect of Jie Jiao. When he saw that Feng Xin and the others had murderous intentions towards Han Yi, he had the idea of ​​killing someone with a borrowed knife and letting them take action.

"Do it!"

After Feng Xin gave the order, the three of them immediately became furious and suddenly started to kill Han Yi.

Since it is clear that the methods Han Yi is using now require continuous consumption of luck, then force him to keep taking action and drain away all his luck.

At that time, the other party will naturally be the fish on the chopping board, and they can be slaughtered by them!

"Why bother?"

Han Yi smiled helplessly.

Now, he has no choice but to take a risk!

boom!

Wrapped in the fiery fire, his aura suddenly broke through the realm of refining the void and joining the path, merged with the great road of heaven and earth, and broke through to the realm of true immortality.

Above the sky, a calamity cloud instantly gathered, and lightning as thick as a bucket struck at the altar where Han Yi stood with lightning speed.

Overcoming the tribulation!

He wants to survive the Pure Yang Thunder Tribulation that leads him to the realm of True Immortal!

"madman!"

Yusuo shouted lowly and quickly stepped back.

She didn't expect that Han Yi would lead the Heavenly Tribulation down for the sake of the origin of the Golden Crow!

Taoist Riguang also changed his expression instantly.

Jiuding suppressed cultivation, but it could not suppress the way of heaven. But when the aura of heavenly tribulation came, he already felt that he could use cultivation!

but……

But he didn't dare to move!

Under the Heavenly Tribulation, all living beings are equal. If he rashly attacks Han Yi, he might be targeted by the Heavenly Tribulation and cause a thunderstorm in the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

If this deity is here, he has already survived a lightning disaster, but he is not unable to resist.

Can……

He is just a Sambhogakaya!

If it is locked by a natural disaster, the safekeeping will be wiped out, and it may even cause the deity to suffer heavy damage.

Therefore, he immediately stepped back!

Han Yi also seized this opportunity and poured out his mana crazily. While resisting the catastrophe, he began to try to refine the source of the Golden Crow in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Riguang became furious and shouted: "Madman! Even if you survive the thunder tribulation and break through to the realm of true immortality, so what? If I kill you, the origin of the Golden Crow will still be mine!"

However, after Han Yi's actions, some of the Golden Crow's origins are bound to be consumed.

This was unacceptable to him.

boom!

The thunder catastrophe of heaven and earth was so loud that it was difficult to cover up, and it immediately attracted countless eyes.

Some mortals couldn't help but prostrate themselves under the power of heaven and earth.

"strangeness?"

When some monks saw this scene, they couldn't help but wonder: "Who has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and actually survived the tribulation in the place where the human race's luck gathers like in Zhe'e?"

Cultivation is not easy, and overcoming tribulation is even more dangerous. Because of the danger of overcoming tribulation, many monks will carefully find a blessed place with abundant spiritual energy.

There are many casual cultivators who were turned into ashes by thunder because they did not choose the right place to overcome the tribulation.

Going through the tribulation in the capital of the human race is undoubtedly an unwise act.

At least……

In the eyes of most practitioners, this is the case!

Therefore, Riguang Taoist couldn't understand why Han Yi wanted to die like this.

He was not worried about Han Yi.

But...

Worry about his Golden Crow origin!

To be honest, Han Yi didn't want to do this either.

Even though he had experienced a catastrophe in his previous life, he was not completely sure that he would be able to survive the catastrophe safely in this situation.

Can……

Isn't this impossible?

In a place with thin spiritual energy like Zhen'e, he had no confidence to survive the catastrophe, but a crazy idea flashed through his mind.

While using the source of the Golden Crow to restore mana and consolidate the foundation, he activated the Kunlun Mirror and instantly transferred himself to a paradise in the cave.

Not long ago, he had refined the two restrictions of the Kunlun Mirror and knew that as long as he had enough mana, he could reach anywhere he had been in an instant.

After all, it was the Kunlun Mirror, a top-notch innate spiritual treasure with the attributes of time and space.

Jin'ao Island is too far.

Even if he is promoted to the realm of True Immortal, it is unlikely that he will succeed.

In his mind, he kept flashing back to the various paradises he had visited.

Finally, he set his sights on Wuyi Mountain.

In the previous life, after the death of Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, he had seized the opportunity and briefly occupied Wuyi Cave Heaven, and was most familiar with the situation there.

In addition, the Wuyi Mountain Cave is one of the closest caves to Zhen'e!

With the help of the Golden Crow's origin, there should be no problem in moving oneself there.

This is Han Yi's estimate.

Moreover, Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao are average in strength. As long as he breaks through the realm of true immortals, even if he cannot kill the two, he should be able to protect himself.

His only worry now is to worry about exposing the existence of Kunlun Mirror.

After all...

Daoist Sunlight is a disciple of the saint, so it is hard to guarantee that he does not know the ability of Kunlun Mirror.

"Forget it!" Han Yi was ruthless in his heart: "To accomplish great things, how can we not take some risks? In the prehistoric world, there are more than just Kunlun Mirrors that can move space. At worst, I can find a way to cover it up in the future!"

After making up his mind, Han Yi suddenly smiled and chanted: "Give me six hundred years in the world, and eight thousand miles of wind and snow. Once I rise up, Kunpeng's wings will soar straight up to the blue sky and roar to the sky. Even if I enter the maze, I will not regret it. The red crow will shine through the Kunlun Peak. I will go to the south of the sky for 30,000 miles, and I will cut off the mortal world and ask the true immortals!"

At the same time, the flint appeared above his head again, colliding with the thunder, and the earth-shaking explosion instantly forced Daoist Sunlight to retreat again.

Between heaven and earth, smoke and dust rose up, completely obscuring everyone's sight.

Han Yi seized this opportunity, and all his magic power poured into the Kunlun Mirror, while visualizing the scenery of Wuyi Cave Heaven, and the power of time and space instantly enveloped him.

Boom!

A flash of white light passed, and Han Yi disappeared in an instant, and the calamity cloud above Zhen E, after losing Han Yi's breath, also dissipated in an instant.

"Where are he?"

"Could it be that he was reduced to ashes?"

The Sunlight Taoist couldn't believe it.

The collision of the thunder and flint just now obscured his sight. When the smoke and dust dissipated, the calamity cloud also dissipated synchronously, as if Han Yi had died.

"Impossible!"

Li Yuan roared: "Thunder of that level can't do anything to the Nishen Gun. It must be that guy, who escaped by some means!"

On the altar, except for the Nine Cauldrons, he didn't see anything else.

Therefore, he could conclude that Han Yi was not dead.

Several people searched everywhere, but could not find Han Yi. They only saw a black and white iron-eating beast hiding under the altar, holding its head and muttering: "Can't see me, can't see me!"

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