The sea of ​​suffering in the heavens is billions

Time is the most terrifying force in the world, it can make heroes decay, and ants can turn into dragons.

Thousands of autumns have passed, thousands of years have passed, and they have passed away in a blink of an eye. How many fairy flowers have bloomed in the world, amazed the world, and withered into mud in an instant.

"Who in the world can't die?"

"Who can have an eternal heart?"

The eldest saint of Qinglian's lineage sighed softly, this is the calamity of longevity, the biggest disaster on the road to longevity.

If even the Dao heart is rotten, and you can't stick to your original heart, you will never be able to achieve longevity if you go all the way.

Just like the supreme being in the restricted area back then, he seemed to have killed himself to survive, but in fact his dao heart had been lost, leaving only his body.

Just like a god wants to do evil, only the moment of extreme sublimation can I find myself in the first life.

"Only immortals can jump out."

Yan Ruyu, the princess of the Yaozu clan, sighed with emotion, the immortal mentioned here is not a true immortal, but an immortal king.

Many people's leaders recognized this supreme physique, their pupils narrowed, and they said in a deep voice: "It's the Eucharist!"

This time, not only Ye Fan was surprised, but almost everyone looked over.

Nangong Zhengdao shouted, and an infinite vision appeared on his back. A huge ancient tree rose from the ground and towered into the sky, as if it was about to split the sky. The crown of the tree was so huge that it covered the sky.

Everyone's energy was not focused on a passerby, but all looked at Jianmu.

"Jianmu wants to compete with Wanqing for the throne!"

The former monster clan was respected by the monster emperor Xue Yueqing, and all the monsters of the ages pursued the true dragon form.

"Who!"

"Qingdi has great merit, I do not deny it...but Qingdi is also at fault." An ethereal and ethereal voice suddenly echoed in the void.

The intention is very obvious, he is aiming at Qinglian, the Qing Emperor is coming, he is not going to start a war with other people, he only wants to liquidate one family.

This made Yan Ruyu extremely angry, looked around the audience, and asked coldly: "Who else wants to break into Qingdi's grave?"

The Qing Emperor seeks the Immortal King, the Supreme seeks the True Immortal, and all living beings seek longevity.

To put it too big, it is a big pattern that determines who is respected by the grass and trees, and who is respected by all kinds of monsters.

"The Eucharist? What is the Eucharist?" There are erudite priests, and naturally there are monks who are ignorant and dedicated to asceticism. They asked puzzledly.
Suddenly, the void sounded again, the sound of answering.

Nangongzheng suddenly laughed: "Compared to me, I am more curious about the origin of fellow daoists, and I know so much."

Only by proving the Dao of the Immortal King and casting an immortal body can he jump out of the world and have an equal dialogue with the big universe without being bound by rules.

Even Yaozu's own people were stunned.

"Emperor Qing has great merit, but it also cuts off the chance of people in the world to become immortals."

Yan Ruyu, a beautiful woman, felt a little dizzy at the moment, and asked in confusion, "Is there any descendants of my Qinglian clan?"

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, flowing out his own holy body energy and blood, he clasped his fists and said: "I'm passing by, the princess has admitted the wrong person."

Beside that ancient tree, there are many divine grasses and exotic trees, all of which are vibrating, emerald green, showing endless vitality, like a map of rivers and mountains.

It is also the fruit position planned by Emperor Qing, the ancestor of Qinglian.

"Hiss... what is the origin of this kid!"

This is the real meaning.

The qi and blood of the holy body are unique, different from the clarity and refinement of Qinglian's lineage, and have a feeling of invincibility.

It is believed that there is a slight chance of becoming a fairy in Qingdi's tomb.

"It's just that it's wrong for you to reveal your identity as the Eucharist."

"One leaf can cover the sky in the world of mortals, and there are people all the way in the world of mortals." The old passerby shook his head: "I'm just a passerby."

"If I were the Qing Emperor in his year, the retribution and the peach blossoms will bloom together..."

The brilliance is gorgeous, the avenue of flowers blooms in auspicious colors, and quickly arrives in front of you. Standing on it is a man in Tsing Yi, with a tall and straight figure, eyes like stars, white hair like snow, standing proudly, very heroic.

The passerby ancestor smiled slightly, hiding in the void, just as he said, he was a passerby, coming and going in a hurry.

Ye Fan's priority is even higher than Yan Ruyu, the princess of the Yaozu.

"Good, good."

Could it be that the demon emperor is romantic, the same as the Emperor Heng and Yu who didn't want to mention his name?
Is there a Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake? !

"Immortals can live forever, and saints are even known to be immortal. Only after a certain number of calamities can they live forever like real immortals!"

"Bold, how dare you blaspheme the emperor!"

That is to say, the grandfather's generation had just received the favor of the Qing Emperor, and the son and grandson would not recognize anyone in the blink of an eye.

"If you go one step further, practicing the unique secret method of the Holy Body, the Liushen Zang, is the real and perfect fighting power of the Great Emperor."

A powerful monster from the monster clan scolded: "Becoming an immortal is the way to achieve the highest yang and clearness. Go to the tomb to find immortals. Do you want to bear the mark of reincarnation?"

The power of the Yaozu was furious immediately, even if other people came to attack the Qing Emperor's tomb, they would put on a layer of skin to protect the tomb for the Qing Emperor, and now someone is criticizing the dragon scales nakedly, it is unbearable.

"From ancient times to the present, there have been eight saints who have defied the sky and proved the way, and they are the Eight Great Saint Emperors of the ancient times!"

Very good, there is no need to quibble this time, the evidence is conclusive.

I, the holy body from the other side of the starry sky, has nothing to do with Qinglian, and I don't know Jianmu.

At the side of Emperor Yuhua, there are two sages who look young but are actually very profound.

Provocative, outright provocative.

The ancient family and the Holy Land were silent, but a group of old monsters who were about to die stood up one after another. They were already dying, and they were not afraid of the majesty of Qinglian's lineage at all.

"Jedi Tiantong, Jianmu Duan... It's pathetic."

The two Taoist boys gasped, and had a deep understanding of Wu Shi's status.

This is a serious imperial family. I don't know how many great saints have been sealed in the source of the gods. Maybe there are quasi-emperors and even supreme beings alive.

"We're not trying to break into Qingdi's grave, we're just looking for a chance."

"There are rumors that Emperor Cang is the Eighth Saint Emperor, who became enlightened for the Eucharist."

If you want to pursue the true immortal fruit, Emperor Qing can reach out to pick it up, and the real plot is the immortal king.

"This younger brother..." Yan Ruyu pondered for a while, then asked tentatively

"Qingdi chopped Jianmu and left a few leaf fragments. I don't know if they were left in the tomb."

This is the battle between the King of Jianmu and the Qing Emperor Wanqing. To put it mildly, it is a personal grievance between the two supreme beings.

"It is said that in the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago, there was Jianmu and the heaven."

It is not a long period of more than 10 years, but tens of thousands of years. The achievements and favors of the great emperor have long been forgotten.

For this reason, they even did not hesitate to attack Qingdi's tomb, even though Qingdi had only been sitting for 1 years.

"This place is a tomb of clothes and hats, not a place of geomantic omen."

Emperor Qing preached to all living beings, and the blessing of the universe is only 1 years. 1 years is a long time for ordinary people, but it is only two or three generations for senior monks.

"I always thought that Qingcang was Qingdi's real name, but now it seems that they are two great emperors, Qingdi and Cangdi."

Nangong is displaying Tongtian Jianmu, interpreting countless pollen, scattered like light rain, embellishing the void, without any lethality, just marking Qinglian's lineage.

"It's Nangongzheng, the great power of his race!"

It's not that Nangong is provoking the Yaozu, but that the spirit of Jianmu has come to find Emperor Qing to settle the cause and effect.

"The crime of desecrating the tomb of a supreme emperor is punishable!"

Without waiting for the passer-by's ancestor to answer, a knowledgeable leader suddenly realized, remembered something, and said loudly: "Historical records record that Qingcang was cut, and Jianmu collapsed."

Even if there is a Monster Race Supreme of the same realm, it is impossible to compete with him.

This is an opportunity to become a fairy.

Covering the universe and containing all things in time and space, it is to build wood for fairies.

All the great powers of the heavens looked at it one after another, and were taken aback. The certification from the enemy was more reliable.

"Fellow Daoist, please tell the truth."

Jianmu and Lianhua, who is the king, and who is the emperor.

"This fellow Taoist knows a lot." Ye Fan said meaningfully
The patriarch of passers-by said indifferently: "There are all kinds of wonders in the big universe, and they are everywhere. I am a passerby, so it is normal to know a little more."

In the depths of a certain dragon vein, Emperor Yuhua raised his head, thoughtful.

"Emperor Wushi, so powerful!"

Almost everyone was taken aback, looking at Nangong Zheng, how dare you, a human being, have the courage to provoke Qinglian's lineage.

"Could it be that the legendary Emperor Immortal Dao Fruit is going to be reflected?"

"Very good, everyone is here today." Nan Gongzheng smiled slightly, the pollen in his hand seemed to be sweeping across the Big Dipper, covering the sky and covering the starry sky.

The elder sage of the demon tribe who was hidden deep in the world was also taken aback, and said in shock, "Your Majesty often traveled to the world of mortals in his later years, visiting in secret, and no one followed... I'm not sure either."

After the ancient times, the Qing Emperor was born, and he was the leader of the demon tribe, ruling all spirits. His status as the elixir made him naturally superior to others, and his potential and strength were unimaginably powerful.

After gaining insight into the situation, Ye Fan immediately made a wise choice, preparing to collapse and sell off, and then he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had received the same treatment as Qinglian's lineage.

In other words, only by becoming the Five Emperors can one be qualified to go one step further, seize the mark of Tianxin, and turn into a Godless Immortal.

Zhu Tian Da Neng's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help recalling the ancient books he had read.

Nangong was looking sideways, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist, you know me well?"

When he was the emperor, he had sensed Jianmu's breath.

"Is the ancestor alive with an emperor? Senior, do you know?"

"It's just about understanding Jianmu." The passer-by old man praised: "What is great power, mana is so powerful, Nangong's great ability to build wood supernatural powers can win the world!"

"Of course he can't beat Wushi." Yuhua Emperor said with a matter of course: "Jianmu asks Qingdi to settle the cause and effect. This is called equal power. Looking for Wushi is courting death. He will be defeated again."

Hearing the words Jianmu Zhiling, the two of them were startled, Jianmu, that is a legendary fairy, and it actually exists.

An old antique who was approaching his lifespan shouted excitedly
Nan Gongzheng, who practiced Jianmu supernatural powers, came to the tomb of Qing Emperor Jianmu who had cut off Jianmu. Was this accidental or intentional? !
Nan Gongzheng said calmly: "It's just to understand the cause and effect of the past."

Lotus and lotus leaves seem to be a good match.

A passerby's ancestor exclaimed: "It is said that he practiced the formula of longevity, made plants and trees his home, filled his hunger with flowers, and never left plants by his side."

Ye Fan trembled all over, and felt a huge black pot flying from the other side of the starry sky, and it was pressed on his head.

"The water is a bit deep, withdraw."

"I am not lying."

"Jianmu is the key to that world."

"I remember!"

"The supreme physique that once produced eight holy emperors has manifested in this life."

Throughout the ages, there are always some emperors who are special.

However, Jianmu can, no matter from the heel or the bottom line, the ancestral spirit root that supports the nine heavens and ten places is not weaker than the elixir, and even has a somewhat stronger posture.

"Could it be the private son left by Emperor Qing?"

In the sky, petals fluttered, each piece was crystal clear, a road paved with flowers, rushed straight from the sky, bursts of fragrance refreshing.

The scene was silent for a while, because two words, Jianmu, were involved.

"The holy body is invincible physically. After cultivating to the peak of the ninth level of Emperor Zhun, it becomes the Dacheng Holy Body. Its combat power is comparable to that of other enlightened people; when it is cultivated to the other kind of Taoism, it can be called the Great Perfection Holy Body. At this time, the holy body has the strength to challenge the Great Emperor. "

"Great Emperor, I heard that it was Emperor Wushi who defeated Jianmu?" One of the Taoist boys asked, "Why didn't Jianmu seek revenge from Emperor Wushi?"

The five parties and five emperors have always been the most popular candidate for Emperor Immortal.

"Behind him is the spirit of Jianmu!"

"I heard that he practiced the vision of building wood, reaching heaven and earth, connecting time and space, swaying nine days, and becoming an immortal!"

"Get out of here."

"It's ridiculous to look for the opportunity to become a fairy in the tomb."

"Is it really Jianmu?"

An invincible Minghuang Hierarch secretly hid in the group of Hierarchs, and said with emotion: "That year, when the apricot blossoms were lightly raining, you may have been wrong in the beginning when you said you were Holy Body."

People who don't understand are still watching the bustle of the Qing Emperor's Tomb, while those who understand, such as Duan De, Wang Bo, and Tai Chu, are preparing to leave.

The ancestor of the passer-by reappeared and commented: "The holy body was originally called the Immortal Golden Body. It is a human physique that originated from the ancient starry sky. In an even older era, it is said that it has some relationship with the six reincarnation fairy kings."

Whether it was a powerful man on the bright side or a strong man in the dark, he was shocked in his heart.

……

All kinds of things today are caused by becoming immortals.

"For the sake of the prosperity of the common people in the world, I also invite the princess to open the grave to have a look."

Ye Fan, Duan De, Hei Huang, Wang Bo, Tai Chu... All the people hiding in the corner raised their heads in unison in an instant, with a trace of solemnity in their eyes.

Ye Fan was puzzled, "Why?"

Jianmu, whether on the other side of the starry sky or in this world, has endless legends.According to ancient records, it is a sacred tree worshiped by ancient ancestors. It is located in the center of heaven and earth and serves as a bridge between heaven, earth and immortals.

"Princess, please forgive me."

Is it him again? !

The brilliance of the treasure body, the kind of hatred from Jianmu, is even more than that of Yan Ruyu, a direct descendant of the Qing Emperor.

The pollen from Jianmu became more and more intense, setting off Ye Fan's radiance, like a god-man, but his face was darker than coal.

Who gave him the guts?

"It turned out to be from the lineage of Emperor Cang."

The boss of the monster clan realized later, and suddenly realized: "Princess, please invite this holy body boy over, he can be regarded as one of our own."

"Back then, when Qingtian was discussing with the heavens, it was hard to tell the outcome, and finally appointed future generations to fight again."

"The winner gets married, and the loser gets married."

Yan Ruyu's beautiful little face was stunned for a moment, pointing to her belly for marriage, this kind of bloody plot can also happen to her own identity.