The Mingyu of Prehistoric Times

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This real person, Yun Lan, attained Taoism in Yingtai Mountain. He was originally transformed into a human form due to the fairy mist, and his ability to control water vapor is many times more powerful than theirs.

These gods suddenly felt their bodies tense up, and then relaxed. All the moisture around them was blown away by the breeze. If a person loses water, he will naturally not be able to survive. Although these gods have achieved greatness, their bodies still exist. At that moment, all the water in their bodies disappeared, and they suddenly turned into several mummies.

A trace of killing intent flashed in Yun Lan's eyes, which was cold and cold. She waved her hand, and a thunderbolt struck out from her palm, shattering the corpses into pieces.

The souls of the gods fled out, but they were full of panic. They had also heard that if a monk in the world killed someone, it was best to destroy the body and eliminate all traces, and they couldn't help but become nervous.

Master Yunlan smiled coldly, it was extremely beautiful. But it doesn't have any warmth. Several gods knew something was wrong, so they shouted and tried to run away, but they couldn't escape. But when Yun Lansu waved his hand, there was a ball of flame in his hand. It was the true fire of samadhi that could only be cultivated by monks. Before several souls had time to shout, they were refined into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and disappeared into the air.

After doing all this, Master Yun Lan breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had taken advantage of the opponent's mentality of underestimating the enemy. If not, if he really wanted to compete with these gods, with each other's cultivation level and their cooperation, he didn't know how much effort it would take to escape.

Just after taking a breath, someone suddenly heard someone in the sky shouting: "You are a poisonous doll. You can kill people and destroy corpses. I didn't expect that you would not let go of your soul. The Emperor of Heaven asked me to come to inspect, but it was right. Don't you?" If you want to resist, go back with me to meet the Emperor of Heaven and accept the punishment.”

When Master Yunlan heard this, he was slightly startled, and then he suddenly realized that since Emperor Haotian had made up his mind, he naturally would not believe that these ordinary gods could take him down, and he must have a back-up plan. The person who spoke. Probably a back-up move!

Having made up his mind, Zongyun hurriedly moved forward about a mile, regained the upper hand, and looked at the visitor coldly. But he saw three monks standing proudly in the sky. The leader, wearing a white crane robe of fire cloud, was Feng Dao, who had crossed paths with Li Suiyun.

The one on the left, wearing a green hat and a small hat, is dressed like a young man, but the sword in his hand is also a rare thing. It is shining with cold light and has a strong air-conditioning. It is definitely not something that a young man can possess. He is obviously a person with a good background.

The third one is dressed even more unusually, but he is dressed in coarse cloth and has a square scribe's scarf on his head. He has a calm demeanor, so he must not be someone to be trifled with.

These three are in the shape of an inverted triangle. The cloth general came up and surrounded Yun Lan without saying a word.

When Yun Lan saw these three people, she felt inexplicably horrified. One of these three monks is named Feng Dao. He was a golden immortal in ancient times. No one knows how capable he is now.

Now somehow he is thrown into heaven. At that time, she was successful in cultivation, and she also traveled in the ancient times after leaving Yingtai Mountain. I have met Feng Dao several times, and I know that he is extremely knowledgeable. I am afraid that it was his idea that Haotian plotted against him this time.

Feng Dao and the others had been in charge of Heavenly Court since the Lich War. When they found out that Heavenly Court had no soldiers or generals, they surrendered to Heavenly Court. He has the trust of God Haotian and relies on him as his right-hand man. In these years of practice, my Taoism is only higher than before, but not lower.

As for the two people next to them, God knows who they are. Looking at the confidence on their faces and the weapons in their hands that even famous monks rarely see, you can know that these two guys are definitely not here to act.

Feng Dao saw Yun Lan's face was gloomy and uncertain, and immediately smiled slightly and said softly: "Master Yun Lan, it has been hundreds of thousands of years since the last time we said goodbye. The saying that there is no long-term practice, it can only happen in a blink of an eye. .You are still the same after all these years.”

Yun Lan's face was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of ice: "You just said that my methods are cruel? I didn't expect that you are still so capable of distorting facts."

Feng Dao waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Wrong, wrong, how could I have the courage to speak to you like this? You are from Yingtai Mountain, and you have some extraordinary status in the three realms of heaven, earth and underworld."

After saying that, he pointed his hand at the boy next to him and said: "It's this guy, but it's this Demon Lord, and it's him who did the good deeds. If you're not angry, just go to him."

Yun Lan's expression changed again and again when she heard the name of Huan Mo Lord. She also knew the name of this immortal and knew his cultivation level. This man was the best at illusions. During a group fight, if he used his generals to fight, he would be extremely powerful. Some powerful monks were deceived by his illusions and lost their lives in vain. Broken cultivation.

After barely regaining her composure, Yun Lan turned her gaze to another person, then looked at Feng Dao, and said slowly: "This is again..."

Feng Dao looked at the handsome young man next to him and chuckled: "This one is also famous. He is a famous and beautiful man in the Heavenly Palace..." At this point, the man coughed in displeasure, showing his Displeased.

When Feng Dao saw the other party like this, he smiled and said: "It's my fault. This guy is a little immortal in the Taiyin Palace. He has a surname but no name. His surname is Xu, and we all call him Xu Nan. Because he looks really beautiful, we They all call him the Fairy Killer, the fairies in the sky, they are fascinated by him, countless..." After finishing speaking, he laughed.

Xu Nan's face turned livid, and he glared at Feng Dao fiercely, his eyes full of anger, but a handsome person would be most taboo about others making comments about his appearance.

He didn't know where he offended Feng Dao. This person, who has always been peaceful, steady, and amiable, was actually willing to violate taboos. Also ridicule him.

Yun Lan knew that things had reached this point, and she couldn't hide even if she wanted to. Even if they knew their origins, and they still dared to do this, there must be no possibility of them doing anything good. She was also a person with a strong temper, so she simply relaxed her mind, looked at the monks coldly, and said rather rudely: "Several of you, you won't be like these heavenly soldiers who don't know the heights of the sky, and you also want to invite me back. Well! If this is indeed the case, I would be very honored to have asked several gods of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level to invite me."

Feng Dao smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said helplessly: "Yun Lan, no matter what, you and I have known each other before, and I will never harm you. How did you offend the Emperor of Heaven? You actually harmed us. Just a few errands. You should go back with us and admit your mistake when you meet the Emperor of Heaven. The Emperor of Heaven is always tolerant and since we are interceding for you, he shouldn’t embarrass you. "

Yun Lan snorted coldly and said: "God Haotian knows my origin, but he has such a plan. I am afraid that I will be put under house arrest by him when I arrive in heaven! Isn't he afraid of angering my millions of overseas monks?"

Lord Huan Mo obviously knew the cause of the matter. He snorted coldly, cut off the other party's words, and said in a cold voice: "The Emperor of Heaven has his own opinions when doing things, and it is not your turn to comment. You should go to the Heavenly Court with us obediently, so as not to let us It’s difficult, if we really start a fight, it would be bad for both of us.”

Yun Lan looked at the three monks for a while and made some calculations in her mind. He had made up his mind, and then sneered: "If you want to take action, just come up, why bother making endless noises here? I have important matters now, and I will not go to heaven with you. As the emperor of heaven, Haotian did something It’s better not to be shy about such a dirty thing.”

After hearing this, Feng Dao smiled and said: "Yun Lan, why are you doing this? Your ability to control water vapor is more than enough to deal with people with lower cultivation levels than you, but it is still far away from us. Not enough. Are we going to be like those unscrupulous little immortals and let the blood in our bodies be twitched by you? "

Yun Lan didn't say anything more and waved the tip of her whisk. This magic weapon was obtained by Taoist Qing Dynasty Master Mingyu after she left Yingtai Mountain. I am afraid it will be destroyed here today.

There seemed to be a sense of reluctance on Yun Lan's face, but then there was a hint of determination. Looking at the other party coldly, he waved his hand fiercely, and the tip of the whisk seemed to be supported by something. It slowly floated to the middle of the three people without landing, just floating in the sky.

The three golden immortals didn't know what Yun Lan's intention was, but seeing his seriousness, they didn't dare to look down upon him. Several of them are former killers on the battlefield, and they are not arrogant people. They all know the principle of being careful to ensure safety. On the surface, everyone looked meaningless, but in their hearts, they were extremely careful and secretly used their magic power. Several highly defensive tactics were laid out.

Seeing everyone in this state, Yun Lan couldn't help but sneered: "You don't have to worry about that thing. The reason why I sent this treasure to you is to let you know that I not only have this magic weapon. I also have another magic weapon. It's enough to make you work hard for thousands of years and turn it into nothing." When these words are said, how can those immortals believe them? He is increasingly convinced that the other party must have a treacherous plot.

Phantom Lord is proficient in illusion. Since his enlightenment, he has been invincible and invincible. Over time, he has naturally developed a arrogant temperament. Although he was cautious, he couldn't bear the irritation. When he heard what Yun Lan said, his arrogance filled him again. He looked coldly at the monk in front of him who could only be described as weak, and said calmly: "If you have any magic weapon, just use it. Let me see how powerful you are, how dare you be so rampant."

Feng Dao couldn't help but feel angry when he saw that Lord Huan Mo actually wanted to see Yun Lan's magic weapon. He resented his wife for not knowing how high the sky was. The secret is unpredictable. The world is unpredictable, and no one knows which monk has some weird magic weapon. The two sides are fighting over the thin line of separation. Now he actually gave up the initiative, just in case the other party's magic weapon specifically restrained a few people... Was he impatient with life, or did he want to drag him to death with him?

"What is the origin of this Yun Lan? How can a good magic weapon be easy to use? The phantom pig head!"

This Demon King is not an idiot, he has his own plans. He looked at Yun Lan. But with his hands behind his back, he secretly cast a spell to cover the three of them with illusions, but created three more phantoms to confuse the other party. He was so meticulous by nature that he didn't even let go of the fan between the three of them, surrounding it with layers of illusions without revealing any traces.

Master Yunlan has some insights. No one has ever thought that he is also a person who is proficient in illusions. He actually saw through the opponent's illusions. However, he took out a pearl as big as his fist from his arms. It was crystal clear. It is warm and exudes a soft light. (!) More ‘small’ says, ‘full’ in ‘stars’ ‘book’, ‘! The latest chapter of "The Ancient Mingyu", Chapter 306, Yunlan breaks the treasure and wants to escape, compiled and uploaded by Xingyue Book Bar ()