Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

As soon as Ji Yuan was dragged into the boundless illusion of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, Huangtian Daotu immediately reacted and became violently turbulent.

The fourteen lives are shining brightly, reflecting the simple picture scroll, like a brilliant sun.

The fate of [Wuqu Riding the Dragon], which was originally like a stone carving mural, is even more vivid and roars.

The five-colored auspicious clouds formed by the strong Qi descended like rain, protecting their minds.

Under the accumulation of layers, the tyrannical gaze that drooped in the void relieved the pressure a little.

In an instant, Ji Yuan woke up.

He mobilized the three qi channels, connecting up and down, linking them together.

Whoa!

The viscous qi and blood rushed out suddenly like a big river.

The red flame light penetrated the skin of the hair, like a raging fire covering the body.

At the same time, Ji Yuan once again contemplates the lunar horoscope.

The blue light rippling like water, and the cold is piercing to the bone.

In a single thought, eighteen profound knives were suddenly formed, and they were beheaded horizontally and horizontally with unparalleled sharpness.

The smooth and tiny infinite tentacles, the surging sea of ​​blood that engulfed all living beings... Many terrifying and crazy twisted scenes.

In an instant, it shattered like a mirror and dissipated.

The fierce killing of the Sanyin Slaughtering Sword not only has the force of slaying the body, but also has the magical effect of cutting off the energy.

A little confused, but nothing to be afraid of!

Whoohoo!

Outside the Wind Building, the sound of wind, rain, thunder...

All the noise poured into the ears.

Heaven and Earth return!

"Blood sacrifice to the blood god..."

It's just that the incomparably magnificent chant continued to explode like muffled thunder.

Ji Yuan swayed, clenching the embroidered spring knife in his palm.

The veins on the forehead burst out, and beads of sweat ooze out.

The blood-red figure manifested above the void.

It seems to be thousands of feet high, boundless stalwart, boundless and powerful.

It was like a red-hot iron, deeply imprinted in his eyes.

If it weren't for Huangtian Daotu that enveloped the spirit, Fate and Fate would be blessed in the body.

I am afraid that there is a danger of losing his mind and becoming a blind and foolish alien.

"This is... the terrifying evil gods outside the realm?

No wonder Shuofengguan fought every year to exterminate and kill the believers.

As long as they touch, look directly, or are cast into the eye, they will be infected by Qi and risk being intoxicated. "

Ji Yuan's eyes were deep, and he breathed and breathed silently, moving Zhou Tian.

The abyss was as deep as the sea, and the indescribable gaze drooped down, as if the majestic mountain was suddenly pressed down, and even the sturdy physique with ribs and ribs was almost unable to support it.

In his heart, he gradually outlined a brass throne occupying the world.

Above it is a huge and incoherent blood-red shadow, which seems to cover the sky and make it difficult to see the whole picture.

Beneath it are the broken corpses, the skulls piled up like mountains, more terrifying than the purgatory on earth.

"Yu Donglai and Gu Hongzi are all disciples of Qi Shi! Killing them, what does it have to do with the blood god?"

Ji Yuan was a little puzzled and looked at the boundless void.

From the archives of Heilongtai, he was roughly familiar with the names of the four gods.

Kishi likes to play with people's hearts and manipulate all beings.

The blood god enjoys slaughter and destruction, and is eager to see the world covered and filled with Jingguan made of white bones and corpses.

They are also from outside the realm, but the believers are completely different.

Just as Ji Yuan was being watched by the Blood God and was struggling to support him, a heavy sound of thunder rolled across the sky and ran for eight hundred miles in an instant.

"Who dares to offend Tianjing!"

Its voice is mighty, like a cloud hanging down from the sky, conveyed by wind and rain in the sky.

Since the capital of Tianjing, the turmoil has swept through, and it fell in Wannian County in an instant.

Click!

Between the lightning and thunder, a divine light spanned the sky, and the dark night sky was illuminated like day.

Countless people raised their heads to look, and many martial arts masters were shocked.

Peak of the Five Realms?

The breath of the innate great master?

Could it be that the saint went out of the customs and created such an amazing atmosphere?

"How can there be room for evil spirits in the first good place."

The next moment, an old and powerful gentle voice sounded in Ji Yuan's ear.

The divine light fluctuated and condensed into a golden shape as bright as the sun, which appeared in the Pingfeng Building, making people dare not look directly at it.

As if the immortals descended, the big sleeves waved gently.

Boom boom boom boom!

The silent voice suddenly exploded!

I saw the empty void, which seemed to have condensed into substance, and was suddenly dented.

The projection of the blood god that manifested was like a thick fog, and it was wiped out in an instant.

Bit by bit, wipe off cleanly without leaving any traces.

This may seem like an understatement, and there is nothing great about it.

Ji Yuan, however, felt a tremendous amount of terror, this kind of sky-high means of turning falsehood into reality.

Its essence is the same as that of ancient immortals and Buddhas, which embellished plants, trees, gold and stones.

"This is... where is it sacred?"

Ji Yuan's heart shook, and he held his breath.

He saw with his own eyes the huge void that was pressed down, constantly being distorted, born and destroyed, and finally a trace of extremely subtle violent energy escaped.

Boo!

It's like popping a bubble.

The fourth floor of Pingfeng Building immediately shattered.

Tables and chairs, vases, china, door and window railings... all the things that should be turned into wood chips fly horizontally, and are swept into the night sky with the long wind.

The dark clouds and haze that were like mountains and seas were all shaken away.

A full moon hangs high, bright and clear like water.

All of a sudden, the wind was calm, and there were no more waves.

The golden light sage looked at Ji Yuan and said with a smile:

"Little friend, it's a good thing.

Passing through the second realm, it attracted the close attention of an evil god from outside the realm.

The Jing Dynasty established the country for a year, and you are alone. "

Ji Yuan was speechless, he didn't expect that beheading Yu Donglai would create such a big battle.

Not only did he get a purple fate [Burning Marrow], he became the blood god's choice.

He was also quietly targeted by Kishi, and he would be designed at some point.

What a blessing to have two foreign evil gods serve him at the same time?

"Dare to ask... who is Mr.?"

Ji Yuan handed over and asked.

Destroying the projection of the Blood God with a flick of the finger, such a master will never be unknown.

It is very likely that he is a great master in the imperial court!

Qin Tianjian? Black Dragon Terrace? Palace?

"Hehe... Xiaoyou caused such a turmoil, and before he revealed his identity, he questioned the old man instead."

Jinguang Shenren has vague facial features, vaguely a shrewd old man with white hair and beard, immortal style.

"Hundred households in Fusi in Xiabei Town..."

Ji Yuan was about to answer when the introverted golden light suddenly rose from the ground, leaving only a dull reverberation.

"Little friend has an extraordinary number of lives and strong anger, and he is really talented!

If you are interested, you may come to Qintian to look for the old man! "

Qin Tianjian?

I don't know if it is the left and right masters of the Sheji Building, or the superintendent of the dragon who sees his head but does not see his tail?

Ji Yuan shook his head slightly, and thought to himself when he saw the Pingfeng Tower whose roof had been lifted:

"It's none of my business. If the Yu family wants to make a claim, let them go to the Qin Tian prison on their own."

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The Jing Dynasty has a vast territory, and the extreme south is the Zhaoyao Mountain where the demons are entrenched.

On the perilous peak of Wanren, which stretches across like a sword and pierces the sky, a white and flawless Taoist robe is blown by the astral wind.

The handsome Taoist priest with a face like a crown of jade and a little bit of red cinnabar between his eyebrows was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, catching the starlight.

Suddenly, he stopped practicing and opened his eyes.

A look of doubt flashed in the well-known heavy pupils.

"The two cauldrons made by Pindao seem to have been destroyed by the same person...

Why is this? The longevity formula, the medicine of immortality, and the yang-returning technique, who in the world can see through it?

Qingbao Tianzun, may he answer the question of the poor? "

The handsome Taoist priest turned his head to look at an unremarkable black goat, as if waiting for its answer.

"Bah."

"You have to pay the price again? Qingbao Tianzun, you can easily tell the formula of the immortality medicine, but you don't want to reveal the identity of that person... It must be extraordinary."

The handsome Taoist priest shook his head.

"No matter who it is, Pindao will know his name sooner or later."