Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 434 Sixth level high, the bell vibrates

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To advance in the mundane realm, one must refine one's mind.

To advance to the holy realm, one must improve the immortal orifice.

There are two main ways to improve the immortal orifice: swallowing the orifice and overcoming the tribulation.

The method of swallowing orifices is the unique magical power of the Sky-Devouring Demon Emperor. It is rumored to be linked to the attainments of a school and is full of mysteries.

But this method has long been lost and is difficult for outsiders to see.

Most ordinary saints are still dealing with tribulations.

Once the origin of the immortal orifice is nourished to a certain degree, then the catastrophe of heaven and earth will arise to temper it. If you can pass it successfully, you can be promoted.

To advance from the sixth level to the sixth level peak, one needs to survive three earth disasters and three heavenly tribulations.

Among them, a "geological disaster" and a "natural disaster" will occur every three hundred years.

Please note that these three hundred years are mandatory!

If it cannot be touched in advance, then it will come at the right time.

Moreover, these natural disasters will only become more and more terrifying as time goes by.

As far as Fang Yang knew, Sen Hui's mother died in such a calamity.

Fortunately, after surviving the disaster, the fortunes we have received are very rich.

On average, a natural disaster can extend a saint's lifespan by 600 years.

A natural disaster can bring a saint an average of a thousand years of life.

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"I didn't expect the opportunity for breakthrough to come so soon." Fang Yang felt emotional, waved his sleeves and set up a holy formation.

Before my eyes, there is a vast expanse of white, ice and snow.

The previous promotion was mostly due to being in the Saint Venerable’s temple, so he was able to avoid the occurrence of natural disasters.

No, it cannot be said to be a bypass, but a delay.

Because Fang Yang discovered that as soon as he opened the disaster of the immortal orifice, it caused drastic changes.

For ordinary saints to be promoted, they need to drop their immortal orifices into the real world, thereby connecting the two energies of heaven and earth and converging into catastrophes.

Once it is opened, the portal to immortality will be wide open.

The portal to the immortal orifice is the channel that communicates between the inside and the outside.

As it opens, the immortal orifice and blessed land will begin to communicate with the outside world and continuously draw the two energies of heaven and earth inward.

It was like a giant whale lurking deep in the sea, emerging from the water, opening its mouth wide to absorb oxygen, madly swallowing up all the air in the world.

But Fang Yang is different!
Fang Yang's qualifications and background are too strong!
At this moment, his body shook slightly, and the immortal orifice in his body suddenly underwent mysterious changes.

The most obvious thing is that the tributaries of the long river of time are slowly emerging, and the speed of time flowing in them is almost the same as in the real world.

"Why is his heaven and earth calamity so different from others?!"

Yu Qinxian had an outstanding figure, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were filled with a confused look.

She knew that Fang Yang was very unique and lived up to the title of Young Venerable, but what was happening right now was a little too exaggerated, wasn't it?
"Young Supreme." The Sky Bow hummed, and the bow body glowed with a water-blue luster.

At this moment, Fang Yang closed his eyes.

Part of his thoughts flowed to the blessed land, especially to the holy artifacts headed by the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

His face was calm, not panicking at all.

Although, this was his first time facing the calamity of heaven and earth after entering the holy realm.

But in fact, he had too much experience facing such scenes.

"Crash..."

In the blessed land of destiny, one after another the cores of wonderful realms rose into the sky, scattering various colorful lights.

The shapes of the cores of these wonderlands are either red dragons, giant golden tripods, or frosty white ancient lions...

At this moment, under Fang Yang's will, they all turned into light, interweaving together to form a huge golden light and shadow, filling the entire immortal orifice.

At the same time, a large amount of Qing Grape Immortal Essence was consumed, but for Fang Yang, the consumption was far less than the replenishment.

Because his Kunpeng body is indestructible, once his immortal essence's 'replenishment-consumption-replenishment' cycle is not broken.

Then he would really be immortal!

But if it weren’t for the young master’s powerful enemy who took action, who could have broken the cycle of his immortal energy?
Not long after, the immortal orifice began to violently shake, forming a snowy wind all over the sky.

The wind and snow were violent, and the sky and the earth were covered with flying snow, barely freezing the area of ​​Xiaoxuanyu into a world of ice and snow.

Except for the protected wonderful realm, the small mysterious realm is frozen.

Whoohoo!
The sky was filled with wind and snow, raging in the small Xuanyu, and snow monsters appeared one after another in the wind and snow.

"Is it just a small Xuanyu?" Fang Yang frowned slightly.

His blessed land is similar to the structure of the eight realms of heaven and earth. Apart from the small mysterious realm, there are another seven realms.

Right now, ordinary saints are afraid that the power of the catastrophe of heaven and earth is too great, but he still thinks that the power of the catastrophe of heaven and earth is not enough, and it is not enough to effectively forge his blessed land.

Thinking of this, Fang Yang's thoughts mostly flowed to the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

The Donghuang Chaos Bell vibrated and roared continuously, causing the catastrophe of heaven and earth to undergo even greater changes.

In an instant, calamity clouds spread from the sky above the Small Xuan Domain and headed towards the Small Huang Domain and the Small Zhou Domain.

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A quarter of an hour later.

Fang Yang opened his eyes, his light was like lightning, illuminating all around.

A majestic aura flowed out from his body in an instant, causing Yu Qinxian's beautiful eyes to sparkle.

Advanced level six!

Fang Yang not only touched the realm barrier, he directly shattered the realm barrier!

At his age, Yu Qinxian could never imagine that there was anyone who could be compared with him.

Even the Emperor of the Sea is definitely not as good as him.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinxian felt a warm current flowing through her heart, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, showing a little joy.

She knew that she had definitely not made a mistake in choosing the right person!

"When the Holy Ancestor was young, he was probably no more than this." Changkong Tiangong was a little numb.

At this moment, Changkong Tiangong couldn't help but compare Fang Yang with Yu Lei Shengzun.

It even compared Fang Yang with the venerables of the ancient times.

In the ancient times, the first brilliant and talented demon lord emerged, the Sky-Devouring Demon Emperor!
The difference between the Dao Lord and the Demon Lord is not only the Dao Fruit they condense, but also the concept of immortality.

The former seeks to increase the upper limit of lifespan, and is not limited to the eight realms of heaven and earth.

The latter wanted to keep beating and forcing the Eight Realms of Heaven and Earth until they changed the upper limit of his lifespan or even lifted the limit for him.

There is still a fairyland to look forward to on the road ahead.

The latter path means to take a complete gamble.

Without the evil spirit of refusing to change even if it means death, there is no way you can continue down that path.

Now, Changkong Skybow was on Fang Yang, and he glimpsed that trace of evil.

Because it thought that with Fang Yang's way of doing things, both paths would definitely be involved!

And Fang Yang also has such qualifications!!
"My life span is approaching the ten thousand year mark." Fang Yang smiled slightly and clenched his fists lightly.

In an instant, a sense of abundant satisfaction overflowed from his heart, flowing up and down his body, full of energy.

When he was young, he was still worried about whether he could live to 200 years.

But now, he has transformed into a real dragon, proud and extraordinary.

In an instant, Fang Yang's eyes became calm.

He said calmly: "Let's go, let's continue our journey."………………

Suzaku, the legendary god of fire, is also one of the four spirits of heaven.

He is also the god of the south among the fire gods, representing Emperor Yan and the seven southern stars. He is Li in the Eight Trigrams and controls fire in the Five Elements.

Among the four symbols, it symbolizes summer, which is mysterious and profound.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely powerful fire spirit.

The heritage relics he passed down are enough to attract the attention and hearts of all living beings, making them jealous.

At this moment, inside the Suzaku Ruins, the sky was hazy and the sunlight was barely visible.

On the earth, fires were blazing, and all kinds of strange fires were growing, evolving into fire regions that isolated one place after another.

There is no doubt that the Suzaku Ruins is an extremely dangerous place of inheritance.

What is even more sinister is that the practitioners are suppressed by the laws of the ruins and the world.

Even if you are a saint or a great saint, here, your status will be suppressed to the mundane realm.

This adds an element of danger.

Nowadays, everyone knows everything. Even with the support of the Golden Family, Di Wushuang is still trapped in the Suzaku Ruins.

In the Suzaku ruins, a group of geniuses from the Red Flame Demon Kingdom emerged one after another.

Even the young great saints, led by Pu Mo Shu and Crocodile Jiao, have formed a complete demon army to fight against Emperor Wushuang.

Everyone knows that as time goes by, no matter how talented Di Wushuang is, he will eventually die here and turn into a handful of earth, which is a pity.

However, his death in the Suzaku Holy Emperor Palace was not an insult to Di Wushuang's invincibility over the years.

"when--"

Suddenly, outside the Holy Emperor Palace, the sound of bells rang loudly.

Pu Moshu and the other young great sages turned around and saw a figure as tall as a spear or a sword appear in the sky, with an ancient bell on his head.

Under the scorching sun, he was very calm, like a banished immortal descending to earth, indescribably indifferent.

He was very handsome, with a flawless face and a divine aura.

As soon as he appeared, he attracted the attention of all living beings, and even the heaven and earth were celebrating and rejoicing at his appearance.

"The sound of the bells buried the heroes."

He had a faint smile on his face and strolled leisurely in the garden. The ancient bell vibrated wildly, as if the soul-destroying sound rose from the underworld and the heaven and earth roared.

In front of the Holy Emperor Palace, many demons screamed as the crystal-golden feathers fell from the sky, burning and igniting them, causing them to die in agony.

It was a picture of terror coming, with beautiful golden feathers falling and dancing in the hot sun, accompanied by the sound of peaceful bells.

As a result, one powerful figure after another withered like grass, staining the sky with blood, and died powerlessly.

"what!"

"Who, who are you?!"

"No, no, I can't die. I can't die..."

Screams, crying, begging for mercy, anger, and cursing.

The cry was hysterical and the pain was unbearable.

But in the end, it could not change their fate of falling under the bells and flames.

Yu Qinxian, who was standing behind, saw Fang Yang displaying his power and her mouth slightly opened, looking a little stunned.

She actually knew Fang Yang's abilities.

But she didn't expect that Fang Yang had transformed to this extent.

Because the demon army that Fang Yang is facing now is even more powerful than the combined force of the White Tiger Demon Lord, Xiao Sanxuan, Chong Zunyang and other young great saints.

As a result, Fang Yang seemed even more relaxed than that day.

"Hu~" Yu Qinxian took a deep breath.

At the same time, she activated the Fusang Fairy Harp, and dense fire runes transformed into fiery red sound waves, forming a field that continuously assisted the bell sound.

It can be said that she was assisting Fang Yang by using the characteristics of the Fusang sacred tree.

"This aura comes from the barbarians of the Golden Family. It is even very likely that they are the Venerable's legitimate son," Pu Moshu judged.

"Kill!" the crocodile dragon shouted.

The crocodile dragon held the golden dragon shears in his hand, opened up a piece of void, and pressed back.

Inspired by him, many geniuses of the demon clan would rather deliver the final blow before dying, determined to kill Fang Yang.

In an instant, there were endless roars and runes surging.

But their attack was crushed halfway by the torrential sound waves created by the sound of the bells.

With a loud bang, a group of creatures screamed. Before the fire could burn them out, they were hit directly and turned into bloody mud on the spot.

During this, the crocodile dragon's face turned red, its body retreated rapidly, and blood continued to flow.

Originally, the crocodile dragon was silver-white all over, with a dragon head and a crocodile body. Its claws and arms were very long, and it could walk upright. Its huge body gave off a sense of oppression.

The golden shears in his hand is a famous holy weapon with extraordinary offensive power.

But at this moment, the sound waves surged, and the golden scissors screamed in pain, broke into two, and was destroyed.

What was even more horrifying was that the crocodile dragon's entire body shattered into pieces, turning into blood foam and completely perishing.

This scene completely frightened Pu Moshu and other young saints.

"Get out of my way!" The Pu Mo tree roared, opened its mouth and spit out a green willow branch, which turned into a strong wind, and with a whoosh, it was about to carry him away.

The other young saints were not to be outdone and they all used their own life-saving methods.

At this moment, the feet of the young great saints were flying.

They burned their life force and headed in different directions, trying madly to retreat.

but……

Useless!
At that time, Fang Yang was very upset about the departure of Princess Daxuan and others, and kept reflecting on it.

Therefore, when faced with cleaning up the mess, the way he chose was to use talismans instead of formations and combine talismans and formations.

Not to mention, he is now a young venerable!
"Do not!!!"

The Pumo tree roared unwillingly and made its last sound.

The rest of the young great saints also died one after another, and not a single one survived.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, only sound waves were shaking and only golden flames were rising.

“Compared with the past, there is a world of difference.” Yu Qinxian said sternly.

She stared at Fang Yang, her eyes sparkling.

When she was young, she also hoped that there would be a man to protect her from the wind and rain.

But after she began to practice cultivation, she found that the men of her generation were weak and dull, and none of them caught her eye.

Sometimes, she doesn't even have many peers to communicate with.

Therefore, after learning about Fang Yang's rise, she became extremely curious.

At this moment, it seems that the surprise Fang Yang brought her was really too big.

Because, it turned out that she could not keep up with Fang Yang's pace!

If it weren't for the connection between the Fusang sacred tree and the Big Sun Golden Crow, she wouldn't even know what use she had for Fang Yang.

"The destiny has changed. This is the young supreme being. He is truly extraordinary." Outside the ruins, Changkong Tiangong looked into the distance with emotion.

"How could this happen? Why would the luck of geniuses like Pu Mo Shu and Crocodile Jiao be destroyed?!" The saints of the demon clan were stunned and couldn't understand.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the ruins.

Inside the ruins, Fang Yang waved his sleeves and strode forward with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

Emperor Wushuang, the legendary Saint of Ten Thousand Fires.

I am coming!
(End of this chapter)