Heavenly God Mnemonic

"Haha, heaven? Having the power of heaven represents a kind of height, or a kind of freedom. You can walk for 33 days at will, without worrying about falling at any time."

Hua Jieyu explained with a smile, he paused, and then said: "But for the martial artist, there is no end to the road ahead, and the position of heaven is just a checkpoint. There is no obsession or nostalgia."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and said in amazement, "You mean that the heaven is not the pinnacle of this world?"

"The pinnacle? Haha."

Hua Jieyu laughed and said with a slight sarcasm: "I thought back then, I was also a heavenly position, and I was still a powerful emperor heavenly position. But where is the peak of this world? I still can't touch it. It's just that. Anyone from Dao Ying can easily kill me."

"Emperor Heaven... Dao Ying... Behead..."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and speechless, and could only mutter to himself.

Hua Jieyu said again: "There are three realms in the heavens, the small heavens, the great heavens, and the emperor heavens. At this moment, among the 14 strong heavens in Xutian City, the strongest is only the Taitian."

Yang Qingxuan swallowed, and said with difficulty: "What is the realm above that day?"

The power of the fourteen people in front of him is already overwhelming and omnipotent. It is really hard for him to imagine what a higher realm would exist.

Hua Jieyu sighed and said, "Have you forgotten Xuan Tianji and Yu Wuji? How do these fourteen people compare to them?"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and then he was startled in a cold sweat, and replied: "Although the aura is stronger, it really makes me feel far worse."

Hua Jieyu nodded, and said: "Even if it is the fourteen powerhouses of the emperor, it is not the opponent of the two of them, let alone these fourteen? Your road is still very long, and the emperor is just the beginning. That's it."

Yang Qingxuan's breathing became a little dignified. No wonder Yang Zhao talked about this heavenly position when he left the letter. The original so-called "heavenly position" was only qualified to travel for 33 days. If he didn't have the strength of heavenly position, In this sinister star field, it may fall at any time, and the heaven is just the power of self-protection.

Seeing that his appearance was a bit low, Hua Jieyu hurriedly said: "But you don't need to be discouraged. With your talent and Qingyang Wujing, you can at least cultivate to the Emperor Heavenly position. I'm not sure if you can go further, after all. The Qingyang Wujing only has the upper half. But now that you have obtained the blood of the Huang Clan, plus the emptiness of the Heavenly Art, it will definitely not be a problem to break through the heaven and pursue a higher realm."

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath, suddenly a fanatical expression came into his eyes, and couldn't help but smile, "Haha, interesting, interesting, I thought it was about to end, I didn't expect it hadn't started yet. This world is burning again. It's my passion."

Hua Jieyu was taken aback, then smiled, full of admiration.

Ziyuan also noticed his enthusiasm, gently holding his hand, looking at him with bright eyes, and softly said: "This road to the strong, I will walk with you."

Yang Qingxuan was moved in his heart, grasped her hand tightly, and nodded heavily in response to the tenderness.

Suddenly, a surprise sound came, "Master Luo Fei."

Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan turned their heads and looked at them. It was Xiao Da, Uncle Qin, and two people from the Juntian Purple Mansion. Zhao Hang had disappeared. They either had an accident or separated halfway.

Xiao Da looked at Zi Yuan's appearance, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Haha, Brother Yuan turned out to be a woman, no wonder...no wonder...you guys...hehe...but you keep cheating me so hard."

Zi Yuan had her hair loose at this moment, showing the delicate face of a girl, with a shy smile.

Yang Qingxuan said: "How many people, can the goal be achieved?"

Xiao Da sighed: "It's done, Miss Tang Xi is dead."

Yang Qingxuan said: "Life and death have destiny, there is no other way."

Xiao Da glanced at both of them and said, "Miss Tang Xi committed suicide. When we rescued her, she was disheveled and dying of being tortured by those animals. She consciously had no face to see us and committed suicide. "

Both Yang Qingxuan and Ziyuan sighed and cursed Feng Yangqiu for being inhuman.

Uncle Qin suddenly said, "Master Luo Fei, you must have succeeded with the blood of the Wild Clan? Are the two mortgages going to be returned to us?"

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flickered a few times, and You You said: "Essence and blood are indeed available, but it does not seem to have anything to do with your information. There is no essence and blood in Feng Hui at all. I took it from another person."

"impossible!"

Uncle Qin changed his color and said, "Do you want to fall back on the bill?" Murderous aura flickered in his eyes.

Yang Qingxuan didn't change her face, and said calmly: "Am I lie to you?"

Uncle Qin stared at him for a while, and slowly said, "Even if it wasn't from Feng Hui, at least it was the opportunity brought by this action. If you didn't join us, would this drop of blood still belong to you?"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Joke, then I broke through to the middle of the round, do you still have to count your credit?"

Xiao Da said in horror: "You... broke through again?"

When I first saw Yang Qingxuan, he was only in the late Yuanwu period. In less than a year, he stepped directly into the mid-round sea, and couldn't help but stay for a while.

Uncle Qin's face sank, and he shouted angrily: "I don't care, the meteor shower must be returned to me!"

As he said, he actually violently violently, his true essence was condensed on his five fingers, hard as steel, and he grabbed it, wanting to **** the meteor shower back. It was Gu Bao, a piece of his heart.

"Dream! Your information is wrong, this mortgage is already mine."

Yang Qingxuan made a decisive decision and directly took out the Hyakki Yexing, slashed in front of him, the sharp ghost sword aura cut the momentum of that claw, and then the sword turned and stabbed it back.

The sound of countless ghosts and monsters sounded, and the sword under the sword was like a purgatory, spreading continuously, and evil spirits and ghosts appeared out of thin air from all directions.

Uncle Qin was taken aback, shocked by the terrible sight, and couldn't help backing a few steps.

But Yang Qingxuan's sword was half stabbed, and he took it back, took Zi Yuan's hand, turned around and left.

"Stop! Stop for me!"

Uncle Qin was furious, his true anger violent, like an eagle flying into the sky, chasing him. Xiao Da and the other two hurriedly followed.

Yang Qingxuan scolded: "Shameless."

Pulling Zi Yuan, the two desperately fled forward, smashing a few wild animals along the way.

Suddenly, a very nice voice came from the air, "Uncle Qin."

"Miss!"

Uncle Qin trembled all over, with shock and ecstasy in his voice.

Yang Qingxuan glanced, and saw a dim shadow in the distance, his whole body in the water vapor, unable to see his face, like a fairy, falling from the sky.