Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

Many monks looked slightly moved. The Happy Saint did not use the ancient imperial weapon of the extreme path - the green golden bottle of immortal tears, but just walked straight into the fire domain.

His movements were extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the sixth level of fire domain. Purple flames rose into the sky like mist, making it almost impossible to see the figure of the Happy Saint.

"buzz"

At this moment, a misty green light bloomed from the sixth level of the fire domain, and thousands of green rays of light dropped from the green golden bottle of fairy tears, separating the blazing flames and forming a relatively mild area.

Upon seeing this, all the monks suddenly realized that not all monks were qualified to be blessed by the Green Golden Bottle of Immortal Tears. At least they should be able to penetrate deep into the sixth level of fire domain based on their own strength alone.

"Jinpeng, Qingming, Hu Xin, you come to me." At this time, the Green Dragon Saint spoke to the three little saints of the demon clan in the distance. The latter immediately followed the instructions and came to the two demon saints obediently.

Then, the Black Crow Saint cast a dark light and swept away some demon cultivators, all of whom were among the most powerful among the younger generation. They all gathered around him.

Not only them, but Saint Tianxuan and Saint Zifu also gathered a group of human monks around them, but most of them were disciples, including Nan Yiyi, Yang Zhen and others, while the rest , are also some young monks who intend to join the Holy Land.

With a flash of light, the four saints and a group of young disciples came to the sixth level of fire domain.

Seeing this, Ye Nan's heart moved slightly. The arrangement of the two demon saints and the two human saints did not put the lives of all the disciples under the protection of the green golden bottle of fairy tears.

"Haha." The Happy Sage smiled, completely showing the image of an old man who is harmless to humans and animals, and said nothing more.

"Look, we don't have a disciple. If my uncle doesn't love someone that grandma doesn't love, I'm afraid he'll be burned to death and no one will care about him." Outside the fire domain, some monks laughed helplessly at themselves.

At this moment, Xiaoyao Qingzhu also made a move. She was disillusioned step by step. With her green clothes fluttering, she quickly passed through the fifth level of fire domain and came to the side of Xiaoyao Saint.

Later, several more monks who relied on their strong cultivation base entered the fire realm. After reaching the fourth level, they worked together to use a magic weapon to block the soaring flames and successfully reached the sixth level of fire realm.

Immediately afterwards, more and more monks chose to enter the Fire Realm. Almost all of their cultivation levels were above the Four Extremes Secret Realm. The lowest ones were in the third level of the Four Extremes, and the highest ones were even in the Dragon Transformation Realm. The eighth change, of course, is that this monk is not a younger generation, but a middle-aged monk who has been practicing Buddhism for decades.

The monks who are not strong enough can only gather outside the fire realm and stare. However, there are also certain monks who can enter the sixth level of fire realm, but they are cautious and do not want to trust others with their lives, so they do not choose to step into it. .

"Buzz."

The Immortal Tears Green Gold Vase, emerald green and crystal clear, hangs in the sky above the Fire Realm. The green light is as majestic as the mountains, releasing a vast and immortal aura. Even if you are in the Fire Realm, it also gives people a cool feeling, which makes people feel uncomfortable. The young man felt a little relieved.

It shook slightly, and the green light suddenly flourished, isolating the boiling purple flames again.

The feathered heavenly soldiers of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty are extremely particular. They are divided into several teams and stationed in each level of fire domain in turn. Their eyes are sharp and they are always paying attention to everything around them.

At this time, deep in the fire domain, the fairy light became weaker and weaker, and dim stars could be seen in the sky. The dragon shadow had long since faded, but the faint dragon roar could still be heard faintly. Finally, there were about hundreds of monks gathered in the sixth level of the Fire Realm. It can be said that this was the largest number of monks who appeared in the Fire Realm at the same time in recorded history.

"What's going on? I seem to smell a fragrance. Do you smell it?"

"I smelled it too, it smelled so good, it came from the front!"

Suddenly, a monk closed his nose slightly, as if he smelled something, and spoke to the people around him, who immediately agreed.

"This seems to be the aroma of the elixir of immortality!" the Black Crow Saint blurted out with a startled look on his face.

Saint Qingjiao nodded, with a look of shock in his deep eyes, and said: "Yes, many years ago, Black Crow and I strayed into the outskirts of the Immortal Mountain, and encountered the elixir of immortality that was rare in a million years - Long live such an intoxicating and rich aroma!”

Long live, also known as Xuanwu elixir, according to records in ancient books, it looks like a blue turtle and can fly to the sky and escape from the earth. Unexpectedly, it is in the Immortal Mountain, one of the eight restricted areas of life.

"Could it be that the so-called immortal treasure is an elixir?"

"I know, there must be an old senior from the Xiaoyao family who is going to die. This is to fight for his longevity!"

"Silence! Can you say such nonsense? Are you risking your life? I don't even want to see what's hanging over your head!"

A group of monks were whispering, and Ye Nan's heart was also filled with ups and downs. She had also been in close contact with the drops of the elixir of immortality, and knew that there was nothing wrong with that kind of aura.

"The elixir of immortality is of immeasurable value. Even if you are an emperor, it can extend your life for another lifetime. It also contains the secret of immortality. If it is really an elixir of immortality, it will truly live up to the name of an immortal treasure!" Even the Saint Tianxuan showed a bit of joy when facing such an immortal creature.

The Black Crow Saint looked a little excited as well, and guessed: "This place is the fire domain, just like a phoenix rising from the fire. Could it be that it will be the true phoenix elixir?"

He is of the bird race, and although the True Phoenix elixir is medicine, it still has the form of a divine bird. If the secret can be revealed, even if it is not refined, it will be a great fairy fate.

"If it is the true phoenix elixir, how should we explain the true dragon we saw earlier? Everything will be revealed after we step into the ninth level of fire realm." The saint Xiaoyao's eyes were shining brightly, and he seemed to be equally interested in the immortal god. Medicine is full of interest.

In this world, there are several strains of the elixir of immortality that no one knows, but each one is unique. It can give life to human flesh and bones, and has all kinds of unpredictable powers. Even if your life span is approaching, as long as you take one, you will immediately die again. Extending longevity for a lifetime is extremely unnatural.

A cultivator spends his whole life cultivating Taoism, but nothing more than immortality, and every immortal medicine contains the biggest secret in the world. How can these saints not be excited by this?

The seventh level of fire domain is already an absolute restricted area for most monks, but under the protection of the Immortal Tears Green Gold Bottle, everyone is safe and sound.

"Boom boom." The colorful cloud flames surged like a tsunami, isolated by the misty green light, but they still had a terrifying aura, and the void seemed to be melted by the heat.

"Don't step on my feet." The monks were careful, fearing that they would accidentally step out of the protection range of the green golden bottle of fairy tears and be burned into a pile of ashes with unknown meaning.