Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Taixuan Realm, the bottom layer of rules, the Disk of Sinking takes root here, and it continuously releases power, trying to assimilate the original rules of Taixuan Realm. On the other hand, the will of Taixuan Realm has been trying to capture it, but its nature is special, and the operation of the will of heaven has its own limitations, so it can't do anything to it for a while.

At a certain moment, the magic light is strong, and a group of magic fog is born from the Disk of Sinking. Its spirituality is self-generated, but it is not a dead thing, but a living thing. If Zhang Chunyi is here, he will recognize that the essence of this group of monsters is very similar to the Chaos Spirit in Dan Valley.

In fact, this is indeed the case. This magic fog is the existence that was created by the power of Taixuan Realm after the Disk of Sinking eroded some of the laws of Taixuan Realm. It took hundreds of years to produce it. It is also because of this that under normal circumstances, it can walk freely in Taixuan without worrying about being targeted.

"Taixuan Realm, haha, I will definitely complete my mission and offer the best sacrifice to my Lord."

"But this world is not simple. The power I can use is quite limited. I still need to be careful. It's best to find a few helpers."

Wisdom is natural. After a little contemplation, the magic fog took a look at the sinking disk and quietly disappeared.

East China Sea, since the advent of Taiyin and the redefinition of yin and yang in Longhu Mountain, this place has become a blessing in disguise and has become a first-class place for cultivation in the world. It has attracted cultivators from all over the world to settle here. Many strong people choose to establish their own sects here and leave their own heritage. There is even a saying that there are thousands of sects on thousands of islands and thousands of families on thousands of islands. It can be said that it is completely prosperous.

To this day, it is difficult for anyone to imagine that the East China Sea was once a bad land.

At a certain moment, a light of escape passed through the sky, and a figure came from outside the domain and landed in the East China Sea. Watching this light of escape go away, countless people folded their hands and bowed from a distance to show respect, because this light of escape represented a true immortal.

The way of refining qi in the East China Sea is extremely prosperous, and the practice atmosphere is also very open. Immortals and gods often appear, and even preach directly in some places to spread their own practice ideas, but that is already a thing of the past. With the opening of the Chaos War five hundred years ago, the immortals and gods in the sky are always outside the sky, and rarely show their traces in the Taixuan Realm.

"The East China Sea is full of inspiration and the practice atmosphere is hot. It is really a good place."

The light of escape dissipated, and a figure with an old face, a large tumor on the forehead, and a yellow robe appeared. He looked at the East China Sea with a hint of intoxication on his face.

"Only when such a good place is destroyed can we feel a sense of accomplishment. According to the information I have collected before, there are good things hidden in this East China Sea."

Observing the weather in the East China Sea, Huang Jiao showed a grim smile on his face, and there were wisps of black air swirling in his eyes. At this time, he seemed to be still in the flesh, but he was a different person inside.

"It will take some time for my Lord to come. Before that, the more chaotic the Taixuan Realm is, the better. This East China Sea is the starting point."

With a thought, Huang Jiao followed the induction in the dark and plunged into the East China Sea. His nature was special and he could borrow part of the power of the sinking disk. The many obstacles in the East China Sea could not stop him.

At the same time, in the depths of the East China Sea, in the Tang Valley, a fight was going on.

The sky map was hanging high, and the Fusang sacred tree took root. Tang Valley was undoubtedly a holy place for cultivation in the eyes of the world. If there was a chance to enter it, I am afraid that many people would be willing to practice in it for a lifetime. It's a pity that for some beings, Tang Valley is completely a cage.

"Brother, the time is not right, you can't go out, this is the last will of my father."

The Golden Crow flew into the air, wearing a seven-color flame crown on his head. The seventh of the ten Golden Crows blocked the way of the other Golden Crows.

Compared to the seventh, this Golden Crow is more majestic, wearing a pure golden flame crown on his head, and his breath is hot and overbearing. He is the eldest of the ten Golden Crows.

Hearing this, the big Golden Crow who was about to leave Tanggu couldn't help but look up at the sky, where there was a dim yellow sun hanging high, blooming with a dim glow, silently protecting the entire Tanggu. There was also a phantom in it, silent, with all the vitality dissipated, and it was dead. It was the old Golden Crow.

The old Golden Crow was the last demon emperor of the Golden Crow clan. His life span had long been exhausted. He just relied on secret methods to forcibly stay in the world, just for the inheritance of the Golden Crow clan, just to raise the ten Golden Crows. It's a pity that the sky doesn't follow people's wishes. After all, he didn't see the ten Golden Crows grow up smoothly, and died quietly in this Tanggu.

Before he died, he used his secret method again, transformed into the sun, silently burned himself, blessed the entire Tang Valley, and helped the ten golden crows to practice. It can be said that the ten golden crows can have what they have today, and the old golden crow has made an indelible contribution.

Thinking of this, the big golden crow sighed a little, but this could not change his mind.

"Old Seven, I have reached the realm of the demon emperor and cultivated the great supernatural power of the eighth heaven. Even if there are countless dangers in this world, how many can hurt me?"

Full of pride, the big golden crow burst out with a powerful momentum, looking down on all directions.

Hearing this, the old seventh was also a little silent. The ten golden crows inherited the fortune of the golden crow clan, obtained part of the fortune left by the demon ancestor, and were baptized by the origins of many demon emperors. Each of them has extraordinary roots, so it is natural that they can practice smoothly.

After so many years, many Golden Crows have used the power of the Great Scarlet Sky Map to determine the Sun Star, absorbed the Dao rhyme of the Fusang sacred tree, and quietly ascended to the realm of Demon Emperor. It can be said that although the number of the Golden Crow clan is extremely small nowadays, their average strength is so high that it is unimaginable for the world. It is no exaggeration to say that each person is a Demon Emperor.

The strongest among them is naturally the Great Golden Crow. He is gifted and not only became the Demon Emperor the earliest, but also went a step further in a very short time and cultivated the Eighth Heaven Great Divine Power. He is only one step away from the realm of the Great Divine Power.

"Brother, my father once left a will that only after all ten brothers have ascended to the Demon Emperor can we leave the valley and show our holiness to the world. Now among the ten of us brothers, only the tenth has not taken this step. Why are you in such a hurry?"

The old seventh changed his words after earnestly persuading him. He was steady by nature and had been warned by the old Golden Crow many times. He knew that many forces in the outside world had great malice towards the Golden Crow clan. After all, the Golden Crow clan had gained too much and offended too many people. Once they fell from the altar, they would naturally suffer backlash.

Hearing this, the Great Golden Crow shook his head.

"Nine of us brothers have ascended to the position of Demon Emperor one after another. Today, many of the foundations in Tang Valley have been almost exhausted. If we continue to practice here, even with our qualifications, it will be difficult to make further progress in a short period of time. In addition, the tenth brother is born with deficiencies and his bones are defective. If he doesn't find a way to improve, his future will be worrying."

Looking at the seventh brother, the big golden crow spoke his mind.

This time he wanted to leave the valley, not only because he couldn't bear the loneliness, but also to search for resources, solve the current predicament of Tang Valley and find a way to make up for the tenth brother's foundation.

Looking at such a big golden crow, the seventh brother was speechless for a while. The original Tang Valley could still continuously absorb the power of the East China Sea by burning the sky and boiling the sea, but since the advent of Taiyin, Longhu Mountain has redefined yin and yang, this method has been broken.

Eating up the mountain and supporting ten golden crows, it is the limit of Tang Valley to be able to hold on until now.

"Hey, big brother, you have to be careful in everything."

With a sigh, the seventh brother made a concession.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the big golden crow.

"Don't worry!"

The Big Golden Crow turned into golden light and fled directly out of Tanggu.

Looking at the Big Golden Crow going away, Lao Qi felt very complicated and didn't know if he had done something wrong.