Yin Yang Lantern Man

But he didn't know that Chen Ning'an was destined to be unable to be suppressed.

The figure's white clothes were dyed red, and drops of blood plasma turned into red clothes.

The air was filled with the smell of blood. Every step Chen Ning'an took left bloody footprints, and he soon fell from the sky.

He crossed the sky step by step, his eyes fixed on Zixiaotian's position.

Lord Jin's expression remained unchanged, but Lord Lingtian couldn't help but feel frightened, as if this boy was staring at him.

That look was not like that of a sinner suffering in purgatory, but rather like that of a high and mighty god looking down on them.

Why should he?
Ling Tian Daojun stretched out his hand and grabbed a soul-soothing banner. He took the initiative to clasp his fists towards Jin Tianzhu:

"I am actually afraid of this man. God, my mind is unstable. Please allow me to kill him."

"Lingtian Daojun, your character is not good enough."

Jin Tianzhu laughed and said, "Then go ahead. The Dao Lord's Dao heart cannot be taken lightly."

"Yes!"

Taoist Lingtian grabbed the Anshen Banner and took a step forward. He had already stepped into the way of heaven and earth and instantly arrived in front of Chen Ningan.

"The end of the long journey will finally bring peace to my mind, and my soul will return to me."

There was singing sounded in the sky. Chen Ning'an raised his head and looked straight ahead, his eyes showing neither sadness nor joy.

"Another dog is blocking the road."

He kept his breath still and without moving, and with his backhand he took out the bone dagger, sword, iron nails, and vajra.

"Chen Ning'an, you are so arrogant. How dare a mere Lianxu speak nonsense about this Taoist master?"

Ling Tian Daojun raised the Anshen Banner in his hand and said: "Today, you still have to return to hell."

"It's just to force me to reincarnate into purgatory thousands of times. It's just the right time to refine my soul, my mind, and my heart."

Chen Ningan took the initiative to step forward. This was a master in the Hedao realm, and he had to give it his all.

To achieve the state of refining emptiness and combining with the Dao in battle is rare in itself, and can even be said to be a suicide mission.

What is a powerful person who has the Dao?
When his practice reaches perfection, he becomes completely integrated with the world he has cultivated. The world is him and he is the world. As long as there is even a brick and a tile left in the world, one day he will be able to return to his original state.

Not only that, if the void that is refined is in harmony with the way of the world, then one will be truly invincible and can be called a land immortal.

Although this Lingtian Daojun is not the latter, the level of his virtuality when he was refining it is comparable to that of a continent, and the methods he used against Chen Ningan were not simple at all.

Fighting against it is like colliding with a star.

"when!"

After a confrontation, Chen Ning'an frowned and looked at the sword in his hand. It broke, bit by bit, from the tip of the sword to the hilt.

In the palace, Lord Jin laughed loudly, and his golden fat body trembled:

"This Lingtian Daojun's Peaceful God Banner enshrines thirty-six gods. Once activated, the thirty-six gods will exert their strength together. Ordinary people of the same realm are really no match for him."

Taoist Changwu nodded slightly: "Daoyou Lingtian is indeed very powerful. If these thirty-six road gods unite, the true gods will probably have to retreat."

For a cultivator, magic weapon is the most important. This Anshen Banner is not something that Chen Ningan’s existing magic weapon can deal with.

So he threw away the broken sword and let it fall into the clouds. He took the initiative to attack and there were two more collisions!
Taoist Lingtian took it lightly and turned the Anshen Banner slightly to protect himself. After two times, the iron nails and bone dagger were also broken.

"waste."

Chen Ningan threw it away casually, grabbed the vajra, and rushed forward again!

"Boom!"

The vajra was torn apart directly, and thousands of Buddhas chanted the Buddha's name in unison, and it shattered.

"Chen Ning'an, the weapon in your hand is broken, you will be executed."

Lingtian Daojun did not even call upon the thirty-six gods on the roadside, he just defended himself easily.

Chen Ning'an was already in such a mess.

"I have a lot of stuff."

Chen Ning'an sneered and took out the brush from his arms.

The brush looked ordinary. He had found it when he first held the lantern and fumbled around in the box.

Chi Li relied on it to stay sane, but he didn't know that this was originally Chen Ning'an's own legacy, so he found it.

It's all destined.

The brush fell into his hand, Chen Ning'an raised his hand and waved it, painting an endless purgatory.

"Dog, I'll let you know what trembling is!"

When the scroll was opened, Taoist Lingtian was instantly swept into it.

Chen Ning'an was holding a brush, but Lingtian Daojun was smiling.

"What can you do with just a brush?"

He is the Taoist Lord Lingtian and the True Lord Hedao. How could he be afraid of the endless purgatory of the Lianxu cultivators?

Moreover, this purgatory was not created by Chen Ningan, but was drawn.

He tried to tear this part open, "I only need to use a little force, and your painting will..."

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Lingtian Daojun found something wrong. He couldn't tear the scroll.

Chen Ning'an held the brush in his hand and gently stroked the brush without even looking at the scene in the scroll.

He whispered quietly: "In this world, it is not only the body that can be cultivated, but also the soul."

Essence, energy and spirit can all be cultivated. Chen Ning'an struggled in purgatory and never gave up practicing. Now, he can see the future with just his sixth sense.

When all his memories come back, it means that all his cultivation achievements have returned.

"I drew this painting with my own endless suffering. Lord Lingtian, can you walk out of this eternal cycle of reincarnation?"

He held the paintbrush in his hand and continued to walk upwards.

There was silence in the palace.

"The soul-refining and soul-combining forces fought and the Taoist master Ling Tian was defeated."

Changwu Daojun was shocked: "The thirty-six roadside gods have not even made a move, but they are all restricted. Is it just a painting?"

“It’s more than just a painting.”

Lord Jin's eyes fell on the brush in Chen Ning'an's hand.

"That pen is not simple either. It has the function of communicating with the Azure Underworld. It is no less than a top-grade magic weapon."

"Compared with it, the Anshen Banner is much inferior. Chen Ningan is lucky. I wonder in which life he found this treasure."

"I see."

The people were relieved, otherwise they would not be able to accept this result.

"God, are we just going to let him fight all the way here?"

Another Taoist opened his eyes, and there was a third eye between his eyebrows.

He was born with a third eye that could see everything, and was known as the Many-Eyed Taoist.

He should be the Taoist master who has practiced for the shortest time here. That eye allowed him to practice without any bottlenecks and reached the Hedao realm.

But his strength here is not bad at all, and is even slightly top-notch.

In his eyes, there are no secrets about Wan Dao, and naturally, there are no secrets about his enemies either.

"Then you're going to stop it?"

Jin Tianzhu grinned and said, "Can you defeat the Purgatory Scroll?"

"I am confident that the painting is not stained by dust."

Duomu Daojun raised his head and said, "After all, it's just refining the void. Do we really need to go to so much trouble?"

He is not that arrogant loser like Lingtian. He has his own invincible self-confidence.

"Then you should go with Li Daojun to avoid any accidents."

Jin Tianzhu waved his arm, and Li Daojun stood up as well.

"Duomu Daojun, let's go together so that we can look after each other."

"Don't hold me back." The eyes between Duomu Daojun's eyebrows tore through the void, and he could already see the other side.

Chen Ning'an was just opposite the space. He looked up and made eye contact with the crowd.

"Audacity."

Li Daojun chuckled and was about to step in when he saw the brush rapidly enlarged and turned into an iron spear!
"die!"

Chen Ning'an stabbed with a gun, the ghosts in Purgatory cried, and Zixiao was killed directly from the sky!

"boom!"

The palace shook, and the tip of the spear landed on a three-pointed, double-edged sword. Duomu Daojun did not move at all, with the tip of the sword facing the tip of the spear. Countless people were forced to retreat and use their own virtual realm to stabilize their bodies.

"What a great Chen Ning'an."

Duomu Daojun slowly put away his gun, and the two looked at each other across the last layer of space.

"It's just a dog imitating Erlang Zhenjun."

Chen Ningan didn't think highly of him at all: "You dare to stop me? I will reduce your cultivation by ten thousand years."

The tip of the gun vibrated, golden flowers bloomed, and a golden thunder talisman suddenly took shape!
Divine Thunder!
The thunder talisman exploded, and Duomu Daojun subconsciously blocked in front of him with his three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The slit in Jin Tianzhu's eyes opened slightly.

He raised his hand and pointed, and a flash of purple appeared.

"boom!"

Golden light exploded, and Chen Ning'an sank into the Zixiao Tianxing Palace. He had a spear circling behind him, and the spear was covered with pictures of suffering in purgatory, and every picture was of himself.

"To paint oneself, to refine the brush into a gun, is amazing."

Lord Jin clapped his hands, brushing away the electric and fire Qi in the palace, and also allowing the Taoist Master Duomu to appear.

His three-pointed, double-edged sword turned into pure gold, indestructible, and helped him block the attack.

"Chen Ning'an, I gave you the chance to fight back little by little, why are you so eager to die?"

Jin Tianzhu propped up his chin with one hand: "Are you... impatient to go back and continue to suffer?"

"I am not that boring."

Chen Ning'an's spear tip trembled: "When you killed my whole family and made me fall from the Purple Sky, did you ever think that this would eventually bring about a catastrophe for yourself?"

"Pfft."

Someone laughed, it was Acorus Daojun.

"You are such a sinner that your tone is laughable. How could such a great being as Jin Tianzhu suffer a catastrophic disaster?"

"You must not be rude, Taoist."

Jin Tianzhu lowered his voice, not angry at all, and smiled at Chen Ningan:
"You have to know that it was your father who stole my things in the first place."

His tolerance is really as big as his body, which is why he can attract 360 people and 12 Taoist masters from the palace.

Whoever sees the Golden Lord cannot help but praise his great virtue?
He sat in the hall and told Chen Ning'an the heart-wrenching facts:
"Your father stole my treasure and brought trouble upon himself. You are also seeking trouble for not wanting to hand over the treasure. Excuse me, how could you say something that would bring disaster upon me?"

These words caused cheers in the palace!
"God have mercy!"

"Chen Ning'an, you heard it too. Why not just take the blame and kill yourself? Why resist?"

"Why do you insist on something that doesn't belong to you? Are you suffering so much just to make others suffer too?"

"Chen Ning'an, look at yourself. How many people have you harmed because of you?"

Every word penetrated into Chen Ning'an's ears.

But...it couldn't penetrate Chen Ning'an's heart, which was full of scars but still had a clear sense of right and wrong.

"You are just a bunch of ants. You don't know the truth back then. How can you know the truth?"

"Treasures belong to those with virtue. The Yin Divine Power was obtained by my father. If it originally belonged to you, Lord Jin, how could it appear in my soul?"

He alone accused the crowd: "You speak in high-sounding terms, but it is still just your own one-sided opinion. You don't distinguish right from wrong and don't know what is right."

He looked sarcastic: "Do you really want me to be your parent and teach you the truth?"

"Chen Ning'an, what you said is too bold!"

Duomu Daojun snorted coldly: "You are worthy of walking out of the dirtiest hell. You speak vulgarly. God must have made a mistake in letting you practice emptiness."

"God never makes mistakes. You deserve to be punished."

Chen Ning'an raised his hand and dozens of fire leaves floated away, no longer shining silver, but golden.

With the talisman drawn by Jinhua, the divine thunder will be attracted!

"Lord Jin, I want to punish him, how much can you block?"

He smiled gently, igniting thunder.

In Zixiao Heaven, purple thunder fell on this day, covering the entire palace.

"boom!"

Thunder fell, and in an instant, Duomu Daojun’s ten thousand years of Taoism were shattered. In another instant, he was torn into powder and disappeared into smoke.

Lord Jin has already made his move, but the immortal real gold was pierced by the thunder. So far, there is nothing that the divine thunder cannot break.

Even the three-pointed, double-edged sword of Duomu Daojun was melted.

"Why don't you block it?"

Chen Ningan grinned and said, "Lord Jin, today I want to ask you the opposite question. Are you willing to hand over your Yang Divine Power?"

What a rebel against Tiangang.

Jin Tianzhu laughed: "It has only been a short time since you reached the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head. How many of these thunder talismans do you have?"

He pointed his finger and said: "I have 360 ​​practitioners and 10 Dao Lords here, what can you use to stop me?"

He smiled and said, "Go ahead, everyone. If there is any danger, I will ensure that you will not die."

He pointed his finger, and golden light spread out, covering everyone with a layer of golden light.

This golden light is immortal and indestructible. To penetrate it, at least two divine thunders are needed.

One way to break the law, one way... to kill people.

"Thank God for protecting me."

Changwu Daojun grabbed a grass-shaped magic weapon with his backhand: "Chen Ningan, let me test your skills!"

Here, everyone is at the same level as Chen Ning'an at the lowest level, and now they are all protected by the magic bestowed by Lord Jin. It can be said that this is a dead end!
Chen Ningan in the center was not afraid. He smiled slightly, and his bloody clothes were torn into strips.

Revealed, the body full of eyes.

There was no blind spot in the vision, and a body with three heads and six arms was suddenly revealed.

"I will stretch my muscles today and see if you few can exhaust me to death."

He grabbed the spear, broke through fiercely, and rushed towards Duomu Daojun's three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The Divine Thunder only melted part of it, this knife is not simple.

"I'll fight!"

Changwu Daojun hit a grass with nine leaves on it, and each leaf was a world.

In one world, there were flames and golden knives, which attacked together and were capable of peeling off all the human bones in an instant.

But in response, Chen Ning'an smiled, blocked with the tip of his spear, and slashed at Changwu Daojun with his three-pointed, double-edged sword.

"Give me this!"

The magical power of the three heads and six arms was indeed powerful. He was able to fight against the celestial beings in the palace alone and was not at a disadvantage, which made Lord Jin narrow his eyes.

Looking down from above Chen Ning'an's head, he could see several countries, which became a constant source of energy for him.

"Today, Chen Ning'an, all your plans will fail."

He pointed his fat finger downwards: "I am God, and I will give you eternity."

Two golden lights fell, one fell on the earth, and the other fell on Dagao.

In an instant, the earth turned into gold and the whole sky solidified.

(End of this chapter)