Fortune Teller

Whoosh!

The cyan figure and the golden dragon rushed out of the white fog space one after another. There was no obstruction from the life of the eyeballs, and there was no obstacle at the edge of the fog, allowing the two to leave.

"Senior Long Yang, where are we going?" Gu Xiuyun asked.

"Dong Yan is seriously injured and cannot fight with others for a short time. He will go back to Black Suo Mountain first. There are Taoist restrictions we have set up there, so he can be safe temporarily."

Zhenzun Long Yang waved his dragon claws and opened up a huge void passage.

The two rushed into it, and before the surrounding venerables and true sages who were watching the battle could react, they had already disappeared into the depths of the passage.

"The two figures just now seemed to be Taoist Xi Ming and one of the Dragon Clan True Masters." Qing Ming stood at the edge of the realm, his eyes moving slightly, "The two of them escaped. It seems that Wan Gu has been captured by Ying Huang and others. Tangled up, I can’t get rid of it for the time being.”

"Taoist Ximing's aura is different from before. He must have obtained the insect beast," Yinshan whispered, "With his current strength, if he opens his mouth to us again, things will not be that simple."

"It doesn't matter. When you made the oath, you said it was within your ability and he didn't dare to make excessive demands."

The two Ghost Mansion True Masters looked at each other, their expressions softened a lot.

Gu Xiuyun's acquisition of the insect beast meant that they no longer had to fight against the Eternal True Master. Facing an ancient being who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, anyone would be wary.

…

Moro Realm.

The Zen protector stood on the top of the stupa, with his eyes like the scorching sun and stars, looking through the distant starry sky into the deepest part of the Langhuan realm.

"Yinghuang, Bauhinia Dragon Lord, Tu Luo, Yin Du... there are quite a few people who participated in the war. Unfortunately, they all died."

The guardian shook his head and sighed, "How can you understand how terrifying the Eternal Child is? If it weren't for my incredible luck and the fact that it was just a newborn cub at that time, I would have been swallowed long ago."

"It's a pity that I am limited by my soul and have been unable to break through. Otherwise, how could I stay in the True Master Realm?"

The Samsara Heart Formation is indeed closely related to the Ancient Palace of Samsara.

To be precise, the two are originally one body, the Samsara Heart Formation is Yin, and the Samsara Ancient Palace is Yang. The combination of the two is enough to resist the rules of heaven and earth and make itself immortal.

After separation, the effect is not as good as before.

The Samsara Heart Array can maintain the physical body for eternity, but the soul will continue to wither as time goes by. Every tens of thousands of years, a soul body must be replaced.

The Ancient Palace of Reincarnation can maintain the eternity of the soul, but it cannot preserve the body.

In comparison, the Ancient Palace of Samsara is naturally superior. After all, the most important thing for a cultivator of immortality is the soul.

If it weren't for the poor talent and understanding of Wanxu Chong, and being suppressed by the endless void, it would be difficult to comprehend the Tao... In hundreds of millions of years, he would have already entered the World Master Realm.

As for the Zen protector, whether it is the realm of Taoism or the rules of cause and effect, he has reached the threshold of the World Master, but he is limited by his soul... Every tens of thousands of years, he has to change his soul body and practice his soul thoughts again.

How could it be possible to reach the peak of the Six Difficulties in just tens of thousands of years?

Let alone survive the karma.

"Wangu'er has collected three Taoist crystals. It will take at most a million years to enter the legendary realm of the realm. By then... I will not be far from death."

The Zen protector's eyes were cold, "I must break through the limitations of my soul before this time comes. Holding the Buddha's Kingdom in my hand is my only chance. Once I fail, the only way to go is reincarnation."

Thinking of reincarnation, the golden figure's face darkened.

Even strong men like Dongyan and Bamu who understand the mystery of seventh-level destiny are afraid of reincarnation, let alone him?

After understanding the rules of cause and effect, it is conceivable that the world is afraid of him, no less than Gu Xiuyun.

It is almost impossible for people like this to re-enter the realm of venerables.

Even if you knock on the gate of immortality and step into the realm of purifying pulses, you will be plagued by bad luck, and disasters will continue from now on.

…

Deep in the mist, there were roars.

Ying Huang flapped his wings, and the sharp bone spurs penetrated the life of the eyeballs again and again. Each bombardment could wipe out the massive vitality of the ten thousand beetles.

Bauhinia Dragon Lord holds a dragon horn sword, and with his powerful body, his killing methods are not much weaker than Ying Huang's.

As for the Tuluo giant, although he cultivated both veins, he was not good at fighting. One eyeball covered the void and blocked out all the poisonous snakes and beasts.

The other true deities displayed their magical powers and continued to destroy the flesh and blood of the eyeballs.

"Roar!"

The ten thousand beetles are almost crazy.

In hundreds of millions of years, has it ever felt such pain?

Although the second clone walking outside occasionally dies, it is ultimately transformed into a snake-like beast and is just an insignificant clone soul.

The real body was wounded, something it had only felt once since birth.

Now is the second time, and the pain is far worse than before, because those who took action were all true masters, including Ying Huang, Zijin and other top true masters.

"You all must die, you all must die!"

The life of the eyeball screams hard.

"There are many people who want to kill me, but no one has ever succeeded, and you are no exception." Emperor Ying sneered, swinging his two bone-spurred wings at high speed, splitting the life out of his eyeballs with holes.

No one knew that deep inside the Ancient Palace of Samsara, the bronze door was slightly cracked.

The extremely huge eyeball life is trying its best to drill out.

This ball of flesh is nearly ten times larger than the life of an eyeball outside the palace, and its aura is even more terrifying. It is densely covered with bloodshot threads, and each one is filled with cold murderous intent.

If the eyeball life outside the palace is just a five-dilemma source beast, the flesh ball deep in the copper gate has reached the six-difficulty realm. One realm apart, but there is a tenfold difference.

"You natives from the lower world dare to harm the great Origin Beast... I want you to know that the power of Heaven cannot be violated... And that junior human race dares to steal my insect beast. No matter where you escape, you will be killed. Must die."

The life in the eyeballs roared continuously, and the murderous intent in the eyes was already intense to the extreme.

…

A few days later.

The white mist on Shenhuan Continent disappeared without a trace, and all twenty true masters also perished, including the second true body.

No one knows what happened in the fog.

All I know is that from that day on, the Ancient Palace of Samsara was completely closed, and apart from the unusual roars of beasts, there was no other sound.

As for the superpowers on land... they have all evacuated their sects' bases outside the Shenhuan Continent.

No one knows when the white mist will appear again.

…

"Yinghuang, Bauhinia Dragon Lord, Tuluo Giant...all the top true lords have all fallen?"

Deep in the Black Suo Mountain, Gu Xiuyun was sitting cross-legged, his face a little pale.

Starting from the past two days, Tongxin Gu has been under inexplicable curse attacks every day. The insect beast has a fragile mind, how can it withstand the curse attacks again and again?

Gu Xiuyun can only bear it on his behalf.

Just once or twice.

In just four or five days, he suffered ninety-six curses.

With the mysterious mind and will of the seventh-grade destiny, it is a bit too much.

"The protector of the Zen sect would not be so crazy because of his disciples. He must be that old monster from the past."

Gu Xiuyun frowned, "The Ten Thousand Bearded Insect has countless tentacles, and each tentacle is a separate soul. It can completely allow the separated soul to withstand the backlash of the curse. Twenty curses a day only consumes divine power."

"If this continues, let alone practice, I will be in trouble even to save my life. I will be cursed twenty times a day, and each time it will be a True Master-level attack. Who can bear it?"

"No, I have to find a way to avoid it."

After pondering for a long time, Gu Xiuyun thought of a good place.

The cracks in the stone turtle...may be able to withstand the power of the Zhenzun-level insect beast.

There was originally the training cave of the Black Turtle's ancestor, and it could isolate the cause and effect of heaven. Even the clone of the true identity could not be summoned, let alone the curse of cause and effect?

"There is the second volume of the Guizang Chapter in the crack of the stone turtle, which is just right for some practice. According to the ancestor of Xuangui, the second volume of the Guizang Chapter records the method of breaking through the rules of fate. If you are lucky, you may be able to break through it. "

"Before setting off, please make arrangements with the Yao Clan Venerable and the Eight-Eyed God Sect to avoid any accidents."