The First Immortal of the Heavens

The eyes of everyone present were also staring, they were all pretty good, and they didn't blink.

Zhang Yang watched the fairy tripod up close.

Ding is one meter tall.

The tripod has three legs, like dragon claws, simple and awkward, revealing a hazy fairy rhyme. If you look carefully, you will get a false impression, as if the dragon claws move and there is some kind of immortal power.

Ding has two ears, which also reveal a strong fairy rhyme.

The surface of the tripod body is carved with some ancient patterns, like some real earth, mountains and rivers in the vast world before eternal night.

Inside the cauldron, I couldn't see clearly, the fairy light rolled over, and it was colorful.

Being close at hand, you can experience the speciality of the immortal tripod, which is indeed very different from the holy artifact.

Zhang Yang even gave birth to the urge to hit with a golden holy baton.

He reached out and stroked.

A chill came, and there was also a sense of ancient years, as if transmitted to his spiritual level through the holy rhyme. In a trance, it seemed that there was still a hazy scene, which made his blood turbulent, and the blood world emerged.

He gently stroked, but no one noticed that there was something in his right hand, a special breath that came from the holy bottle in the storage bag of the black-robed military officer.

At the beginning, even Wei Hongyu didn't know this thing, but Wei Wuji knew it, saying it was half immortal.

He quietly sent this half-celestial air into the fairy cauldron.

The Xianding trembled lightly, and the sound of the tripod reverberated, and the celestial light tumbling inside also violently agitated, as if to rush out.

The reason why Zhang Yang did this was to worry that the Red Emperor would do something.

A pattern and tolerance are worthy of the former Crimson Emperor, he can't be sure whether he is passive.

Only in this way can I feel a little relieved.

Zhang Yang pressed his hand on it, his eyes pierced into the Kanae, and the thoughts in his mind were eliminated. Only the question that had been considered for a long time reverberated in his chest. After a while, in anticipation of everyone, he spoke.

"Please give me guidance from Xianding as to how Yongyetian will treat the vast world."

As soon as his question came out, the Red Emperor who was above the throne suddenly stood up.

Yan Ziyou, Yan Wuhui, Jin Qingxue, Shi Tianhu and other sages suddenly stood up involuntarily.

This question is completely different from what they expected.

They thought that Zhang Yang was asking if Yong Yetian could be broken. Who would have thought that it was such a completely unrelated question, and that this was not a waste of the opportunity of the immortal tripod that has only been once in a century.

However, someone soon tasted something.

Jin Qingxue, Shi Tianhu and others looked at the immobile Red Emperor, wondering why he was like this?

Zhang Yang doesn't ask if Yong Yetian can be broken, shouldn't it be better for them?

The Red Emperor should be there, even taunting Zhang Yang for playing tricks.

"Calm." On the contrary, Zhang Yang said calmly: "Red Emperor, you are nervous, this is not what an ancestor should have."

The fierce light flickered in the red emperor's eyes, and the servant was teaching him and mocking him.

He snorted, sat back again, and said coldly: "Zhang Yang, the emperor should have thought that you would play tricks and avoid the fact that you can't break Yong Yetian. You know that you can't break Yong Yetian. You are afraid to give you these rebellious things. Ye Nianzhang find some excuses that can be stalled, it is ridiculous.

Zhang Yang just sneered.

He has to wait for Xianding's response.

The fairy ding kept roaring, and the fairy light kept boiling.

At close range, Zhang Yang finally saw the concrete scene in the tripod.

There seems to be a fairy mountain.

The fairy mountain is broken.

Immortal blood infested.

The immeasurable treasures such as tortoise shells and other divination deductions are already broken.

This is the last scene of the immortal tripod where the imprinted immortal tripod was located, and the inner wall of the tripod is also performing great mysteries, similar to a deduction.

Zhang Yang stared and felt his blood boiled slightly, as if he was slightly stimulated by the Xianding, nothing more.

The others are also staring.

In the Chiyan Temple, there was no sound.

It's just that the saint's murderous eyes also look at Zhang Yang and Bing Yuyan, this is not the best time to kill.

The fairy ding buzzed.

Everyone's hearts are tense.

At that moment, a danger of death came to Zhang Yang, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Yan Ziyou, and smiled coldly.

Yanziyou, whose mind changed in a flash, almost couldn't help but want to make a move. He had just moved the murderous intention and was ready to take the opportunity to make a move, but for a short while, he still didn't make a move because an old voice came from the fairy cauldron, transparently. With a sense of sadness.

"Yongyetian mission...slash the path of immortality, deceive the heavens, and slaughter the vastness of the grass."

The desolate voice echoed in the Chiyan Temple for a long time.

The boiling fairy light in the fairy ding gradually dimmed.

The fairy rhyme of Xianding also became dim.

In the end, the immortal tripod is like an ordinary ancient tripod, and there is no special place to be seen.

The people in the Chiyan Temple looked at the Immortal Ding suffocatingly, and these words echoed in their ears, minds, and hearts.

Yongyetian’s mission is to make the vast world live.

Even Zhang Yang was shocked.

He didn't expect Yong Yetian to have such a terrible mission.

This is clearly to exterminate the vast world.

"Xianding, can it be wrong?" Zhang Yang was the first to ask.

No one answered.

Even the Red Emperor pouted his lips.

Because everyone knows, Xianding guides once in a hundred years and never missed it.

Since it was right, Xianding wouldn't be wrong this time, at least the chance of being right is very high.

Zhang Yang said: "Since no one is wrong, it is right. If it is right, dare to ask you all. Who can tell me that Yongyetian's mission is to slaughter the vast world without a single blade of grass. What does it mean? I understand, who can explain to me."

The scene was dead silent.

Nothing grows!

The impact of these four words is too strong, making people palpitations to hear.

Zhang Yang said: "Don't say anything, then let me talk about what I think literally means, that the entire vast world will have no more life. For example, the running dog of Yongyetian will die, otherwise the running dog will come from the vast world. If you are alive, how can you be considered as a dead end, right?"

The Red Emperor suddenly regretted showing his magnanimity, this was digging a hole and jumping inside.

In fact, he thought about a lot of answers and considered various opinions, but he did not expect that Xianding would actually promote Yong Yetian's mission, and he did not expect that Yong Yetian's mission was this. He himself was a little confused.

"Everyone, in Yong Yetian's eyes, it seems that you can't even be his dog, because you are not worthy, you must at least be invincible saints, and then you can build a big dynasty like the Scarlet Emperor and the Supreme Emperor. Only those who are qualified to enter the eyes of Yong Yetian are qualified to be dogs." Zhang Yang's words were particularly harsh, and the piercing people's hearts were stinged. He was still saying: "Since I am not even a dog, then I ask Everyone, are you all destined to be wiped out by Yong Yetian? Only in this way can it be regarded as dead."

No one responded.

Everyone is thinking about the mission of eternal night sky that Xianding said.

This answer is too shocking, and even directly makes some people who are not determined to collapse.

Will the vast world eventually perish?

Will the vast world be dead?

What is the future?