From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

The cemetery of the ancient dragon is located in the turbulence of the void. It is a dead star. In the "Yangshen World", this kind of star is also called the Middle Thousand World.

Some of these middle thousand worlds are naturally generated, while others are created by powerful Yang Gods.

Although the strong men in the Yang Shen realm have infinite power, their lifespan is limited after all, and they cannot transcend the catastrophe of the era and reach the other shore.

Therefore, they would choose to combine their thoughts to form a star, hiding in the turbulence of the void, accumulating strength, delaying aging, and plotting the way to the other side.

However, even Ao Luan, a Taoist master with the blood of a celestial dragon, is not sure whether the ancient dragon's cemetery was formed by the thoughts of the yang god or by naturally formed stars.

After Yin Yue, Ao Luan, and Long Hun discussed this issue, seeing that Xu Xing did not get involved, they also went to practice and prepare for the upcoming battle.

Although the weakest among their group had only suffered six thunder tribulations, Xu Xing's action this time was too big. The Jingyuan Temple, Xuantian Pavilion, and even Taishang Dao might be alarmed.

Yuanqi Shen, Anhuang Daoren, Meng Shenji, three powerful beings above the level of the Creator, if they attack together, even with Xu Xing's strength, he may not be able to stop them.

Although Ao Luan and Long Hun were nervous, Yin Yue was full of fighting spirit and excitement. She was eager to give it a try. She wanted to know how far she was from Meng Shenji, the best man in the world.

Xu Xing stood alone as the dragon head, with his hands behind his back, his face calm, and he just practiced his skills silently. His main energy was focused on the "Vajra Mahaprajnaparamita" of the Tathagata's robe.

Although the "Tathagata Robe" had been bestowed upon Hong Yi, Xu Xing was already familiar with the magical powers, formations, and even Yuan Huang's way of cultivation contained therein.

He had already made great achievements in the magical powers of Buddhism. Although the Buddhist heritage of the Yangshen world had undergone several changes, its essence was the same. The more Xu Xing comprehended these principles, the clearer his soul became.

His one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred seven-tribulation thoughts kept gathering and splitting.

Sometimes it transformed into the majestic and domineering Dharmakaya of Tathagata, sometimes it transformed into the immortal God King with a long and winding body shaped like a dragon and snake, sometimes it transformed into a Dharmakaya of red refined copper, and sometimes it evolved into the many magical powers that Xu Xing had learned.

Xu Xing kept trying to "refine his soul into a god", and his body was constantly changing. Seven hundred and twenty acupoints glowed brightly, and his body and soul kept changing their appearances. His true energy flowed like a misty cloud.

It can be seen that in the acupoint between the eyebrows, which is called the gate of life and death, in addition to the most majestic god, there are already fifty or sixty smaller gods, each forming a magic circle and sitting in charge of one side, truly giving off a bit of the aura of the heavenly court that controls all spirits.

In just a few days, Xu Xing had opened up fifty or sixty small acupoints in the Mysterious Gate of Life and Death. Although there is still a long way to go before he can "connect a hundred acupoints with one acupoint", it is considered a rapid progress.

During this process, he couldn't help but marvel at the wonders of nature. The body structure of humans in this world is so exquisite that it is truly a treasure of heaven and earth.

It is also because of this that the martial arts masters in this world cannot live long. Even if they reach the realm of human immortals, they can only break free from the limit of 200 years after opening the gate of life and death.

The more Xu Xing studied the martial arts of this world, the more he was amazed and convinced, and he developed a strong interest in it.

If I could artificially open up all 129,600 acupoints, what would my martial arts attainment be?
For Xu Xing, it is the perfect challenge to challenge the treasure created by nature with human power.

As he was researching, the cemetery of the ancient dragon was already in sight. In the chaotic sea of ​​stars, clouds suddenly emerged, like a long dragon with majestic scales and armor, and an extraordinary aura.

The clouds were like a whirlpool, swirling endlessly, stirring up wave after wave of air, crushing everything around them into pieces. It was extremely powerful, and had an irresistible momentum.

Although Ao Luan had survived six thunder tribulations, he couldn't help but frown when facing this destructive force. He knew that even a strong man who had survived four or five thunder tribulations would be shattered into pieces if he fell into it.

In the middle of the cloud is a deep black hole, which is the entrance to the ancient dragon's cemetery.

She began to explain:

"This is an ancient divine formation, called the Yama Formation, which covers an area of ​​100 miles. It is strong enough to resist a six-time thunderbolt warrior and kill a seven-time thunderbolt creator. As long as you pass through this formation, you can reach the Dragon Cemetery."

Yin Yue was also familiar with the ancient secrets and had heard of the name of the Yama Formation. She sighed:

“When Pan Huang unified Tianzhou in the past and fought against the Dragon Clan, he was hindered by this formation, and even his three marshals were defeated. In the end, it was Pan Huang who broke the formation himself and refined the clan leader into the Emperor's Dragon Armor.

This shows that this formation cannot be underestimated."

Yin Yue recalled that magnificent past, which she didn't know whether to call an epic or a myth, and her thoughts were in turmoil and she was filled with emotion.

Xu Xing smiled and said in a leisurely voice:
“I don’t hate the ancients for not seeing me. I hate the ancients for not seeing my madness.”

Yin Yue also smiled when she heard this, and a great sense of pride arose in her heart, as if she did not want to let her ancestors take all the credit.

"Hmph, you little idiot, you don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is. How can Pan Huang, who is such a great man, allow someone like you to humiliate him?!"

Suddenly, a cold snort was heard from the depths of the distant sky. After the snort, twenty or thirty people broke through the barrier of the void and descended into this world.

The leader was an old man in white clothes with white beard and white eyebrows. He was tall and strong, and his face was somewhat similar to Fan Yuntao. There was a round halo hanging behind his head, which shone brightly like the sun, and his magical powers were surging.

It was the ancestor of the Fan family, Fan Shou.

Behind him were the ancestors and elders of the other families. The weakest of them was a warrior who had experienced four thunder tribulations. There were four others like him who had survived six thunder tribulations. They carried the family's treasures and were extremely powerful.

Fan Shou looked at Xu Xing and sneered:

"You are just a young boy. You have no solid foundation, yet you dare to call yourself a saint. You even smell like shit. You are simply tarnishing the glory of all the saints!"

Although Fanshou had never seen the philosophers of the Middle Ages in person, he grew up in the afterglow of the Middle Ages and witnessed how history gradually turned into epics, legends, and finally was exaggerated into myths.

During this process, the Fan family also played a role in fueling the situation and took the opportunity to enjoy endless benefits.

In fact, Fanshou had never thought of confronting Xu Xing head-on from the beginning, but after this man showed his ambition to be on par with the ancient sage emperor and rival the philosophers of the Middle Ages, he had to speak out.

The Creator master he knew now, Meng Shenji was the descendant of Tai Shang Dao, who disdained such empty reputation. The dragon was hard to find, and Yuanqi Shen was just an alien god, not to mention the word sage.

But the man in front of him was extremely ambitious and extremely young. Even if he came from another world, it was not impossible for him to become the first "saint" or "son" of the current era.

Fanshou will spare no effort to combat this trend.

Yin Yue frowned and said bluntly:

"Who the hell are you? If you were Fanzi in person, I would like to learn a few tricks from you. You are just a piece of trash who relies on magic weapons and numbers to show off your power. How dare you bark in front of the leader?!"

He glanced at the blazing sun above Fan Shou's head and said with a fierce smile:

"If you don't agree, I'll allow you to take this broken wheel and fight with all your might. How about that?"

Yin Yue knew that the Dharma Wheel was exactly the peerless magic weapon "Six Paths Brahma Wheel" that Fanzi had refined in the past, which was intended to rival the "Ship of Creation" and the "Kingdom of Eternity".

With the cultivation of Brahma Shou who had experienced six thunder tribulations, he could activate the "Six Paths Brahma Wheel" and fight against the Seven Tribulations Creator. But what was Yin Yue afraid of? !

As soon as Yin Yue said this, the ancestors of the aristocratic families behind Fan Shou became very excited and kept scolding him. Even though they hadn't made a move yet, the situation was tense and they were ready to fight.

Ao Luan and Long Hun both became nervous and secretly activated their magic power, ready to strike at any time and give the opponent a thundering blow.

Xu Xing did not pay attention to them. He just raised his head and looked into the depths of the turbulent void. After looking for a while, he nodded and said:

"Seizing the opportunity, showing your attitude, and stating your position is a bit smart, but do you think they can stop me if I really want to kill you?"

Upon hearing this, Fan Shou's eyes immediately became serious.

After leaving the Middle Thousand Worlds, Fan Shou and others went to Yujing City together and displayed the power of the various schools of thought before they agreed with Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji to cooperate in dividing the Dragon Cemetery together.

However, because they did not trust these two people, they did not take the "Boat of Fortune", but instead displayed their magical powers, broke through the barriers of the void, and rushed over without stopping.

As soon as Fan Shou arrived at the scene, he found many familiar auras lurking, and he was shocked. He started to insult Xu Xing, also to show the position and bottom line of the various schools of thought in order to seek cooperation.

But when the other party said this...

Before he could finish his thought, he saw a huge hand grabbing from the sky, moving forward unstoppably, with surging magic power and masculine blood. Wherever it passed, the dark void was illuminated, making it magnificent.

The ancestors of the noble families wanted to intercept him, but before they could use their magic, they felt a golden light all around them, and their minds could not function at all, and were suppressed to the extreme.

——When did this man's fist power become so powerful? !
These aristocratic family ancestors had dealt with Yin Yue a lot in the past twenty years, so they naturally understood his mysterious, secretive and dangerous fighting style, but what was this now? !

Fan Shou couldn't tell at all, was this a spiritual technique, or a real physical body, or was it simply a combination of magic and martial arts? !
This grab came too quickly, and even though the "Six Paths Brahma Wheel" had its own spirit, it was still unable to react.

Fanshou only had time to tremble all over before he was grabbed and exploded in mid-air. His flesh and blood splattered, his thoughts shattered, and his corpse, spiritual thoughts, and even the "Six Paths Brahma Wheel" were all taken into Xu Xing's palm.

He held the "Six Paths Brahma Wheel" in his hand, and while playing with it, he raised his head and looked around, taking in all the existences in the light and in the dark. Although he remained silent, he looked very arrogant.

Yin Yue didn't expect that Xu Xing would act so quickly, and the others were even more surprised. For a moment, the entire void was filled with deathly silence.

Xu Xing retracted his gaze and said nonchalantly:

"The chicken is a good chicken, and the monkey is a good monkey. Do you want to watch the show or go on stage? Think about it for yourself."

After he finished speaking, he didn't feel like saying more. He stepped with his right foot, and the dragon soul let out a long roar. The dragon head raised, and its horns pierced through the black clouds. It flew into the Yamabu formation and disappeared in an instant.

Only a group of people from aristocratic families and powerful men hiding in the dark were left, watching them go away in silence.

If these people were placed in the vast universe, each of them would be a local hero with a certain status in the world. After hearing what Xu Xing said, they were naturally furious.

After all, the other party's tone was so impolite that it was more of a condescending declaration than an admonition.

But when they saw that Fan Shou was completely destroyed and even the family treasure was easily taken away, they couldn't help but hesitate.

Just as the other party said, Fanshou is the best chicken, and these monkeys are not stupid. The significance of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys is maximized at this moment.

At the same time, a door suddenly appeared in the void.

A figure wearing a long robe that drags on the ground, holding a luxurious scepter, and shrouded in rich holy light, walked out.

Beside him, there were four similar shadows. There were even more shadows in the door. One could see an endless crowd of people, all with extremely enthusiastic faces, shouting:

"My God is supreme and will be forever glorious!"

When some of the ancestors of the noble families saw this scene, their faces changed and they exclaimed:
"Pope of the Jingyuan Temple?"

The Jingyuan Temple is the overlord of the Western Regions. It covers a million miles and has a history of 4,000 years. It is rich in heritage and even more profound than the Great Zen Temple. The Pope is even more unfathomable and is said to have been in seclusion for 60 years.

Now that I have come out of seclusion, I really don’t know how powerful I have become.

Moreover, behind the Jingyuan Temple, there is the Yuanqi God, a great god comparable to the Creator of the Seven Tribulations. If they are really determined to fight for the Dragon's Cemetery, these people will naturally be unable to resist.

Someone else noticed the door and whispered:

"This is the ancient Rashomon of the Spirit God! This time, the Spirit Temple has really invested a lot of money!"

The ancient Rashomon is a magic weapon of the God of Yuanqi. The space inside is so vast that it is almost like a middle thousand worlds. It can also be divided into countless illusion gates scattered throughout the Western Regions.

Anyone who is recognized by the God of Vitality can use the Gate of Illusion to cross the void at will. The one behind the Pope is undoubtedly the real body.

This also means that although she is far away in the Dragon Cemetery, she can still get the human and material support of the entire Essence Temple. In the turbulent void that isolates the inside and the outside, this advantage is huge.

The Pope did not respond, but waved the scepter in his hand, piercing through the black cloud and creating a passage about a hundred miles long. He walked in with the ancient Rashomon and the four light sources behind him.

On the other side, another "dot" was seen flying from afar. Its color was extremely deep and dark, as if it would swallow up everything in the world and turn the sky and the earth into darkness.

When they got closer, they saw that this "dot" was extremely large, covering the sky and the sun, like a pitch-black sky, occupying everyone's field of vision.

Even the "Yambu Formation" that covers a hundred miles is as small as a mustard seed in front of the deep sky and is not worth mentioning at all.

Among the powerful people present, there are also some with sharp eyesight. They can naturally see that this sky curtain is condensed from true energy, but both the quantity and quality are far superior to ordinary earth and rocks. It is extremely solid and is not inferior to a thick land.

At the core of the dark cloud sky is a star with a radius of several miles. In it, an elegant middle-aged man stands side by side with a young man in white clothes, with his hands behind his back.

The people who came were none other than the owner of Xuantian Pavilion and Yunmeng Grand Tutor Yuwen Mu. Behind them, darkness was surging like a tide, hiding more figures.

Someone remembered a secret and was secretly shocked.

According to legend, the natal magic weapon of the Ancient Xuantian Daoist Master is a star named "Dark Star". Even an eternal giant like Yuan Huang, who is a Yang God and has the ability to shatter the vacuum, is deeply afraid of it.

Compared with the "Dark Star", Yuanqi Shen's "Ancient Rashomon" is nothing.

However, the current master of Xuantian Pavilion has just survived five thunder tribulations. Even if Yuwen Mu is reborn after overcoming the tribulations, how can he perfectly control such a magical weapon?

Could it be that there is another powerful person behind Xuantian Pavilion?
In any case, everyone came to the conclusion that Xuantian Pavilion must have come prepared this time, and there would definitely be a fierce battle with the Jingyuan Temple.

Then another question is placed before everyone.

As the two giants fight with the East China Sea Demon, do people like us have any chance to take advantage of the situation and fish in troubled waters?
The strong men who were frightened away by Fan Shou's miserable condition couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.

After the people from Xuantian Pavilion entered, ripples began to appear in the void again. A huge ship gradually took shape, and an extremely majestic and indifferent voice like a god came from it.

"My dear ancestors, this demon is so vicious and stubborn that he dared to kill the ancestor of the Fan family. I will definitely not tolerate him being so presumptuous again. Please get on board!"

Among the various schools of thought, although these ancestors were arrogant, they also knew that the situation was stronger than the people.

What's more, among the several forces now, Daqian seems to be the weakest, but they have the "Boat of Fortune" to protect them. Doesn't this make them seem more valuable?
Therefore, although these ancestors and elders did not immediately accept the invitation to board the ship, they still reached a verbal cooperation with Yang Pan and agreed to temporarily advance and retreat together in the Dragon Cemetery.

Hong Xuanji stood in front of Yang Pan all the time, wearing the "Emperor's Dragon Armor", like a golden dragon-man statue, silent, but breathing very slowly.

After being humiliated continuously by Yin Yue and Xu Xing, Hong Xuanji completely broke down his mental barriers. He even wore the "Emperor's Dragon Armor" when walking, sitting or lying down, allowing the dragon energy in it to transform his bones and muscles and enhance his strength.

Yang Pan glanced at the vigilant expressions of the ancestors, smiled slightly, and commented casually:
"People from aristocratic families are superficially united but inwardly alienated. They forget their lives for small gains and cherish their bodies when doing big things. No matter how powerful their magic is or how strong their power is, they are not to be feared.

"It's good that Fan Shou died. Even though we lost the Six Paths of Brahma Wheel, with the background and resources of the Brahma family, our plan will surely move forward a big step. As for the others, we can take our time." "Of course, the biggest goal this time is still the ancient dragon cemetery, and to join forces to kill the demon..."

When Hong Xuanji heard this, he suddenly spoke in a dull voice:
"If I can obtain the body of the Ancestral Dragon and integrate it into the 'Emperor Heaven's Beginning Dragon Armor', I have the confidence that I can break through to the peak of the human immortal realm. By then, I will be only one step away from shattering the vacuum, which will be enough to kill the Heavenly Demon."

Yang Pan nodded, somewhat cautiously:

"Xuantian Pavilion, Jingyuan Temple, hey, I understand now. This game is clearly instigated by someone behind the scenes. I don't know if it is Meng Shenji who deliberately set up confusion in order to recover."

Hong Xuanji noticed that Ao Luan, who was in the same row with Xu Xing just now, shook his head and said:
"In my opinion, it's probably the Heavenly Demon who released the news. Although he is the Creator, he is also a martial arts immortal. This move, hey...!"

Although Hong Xuanji is ruthless, cruel and merciless, he is absolutely devout to martial arts. He can naturally understand Xu Xing's mentality to some extent, but the more so, the stronger his murderous intent towards this man becomes.

Yang Pan was startled, then said in a deep voice:
"In this case, I must kill him today!"

After saying this, Yang Pan was a little puzzled again:

"Why hasn't Champion Marquis arrived yet? He has some connection with the Heaven Beyond Heaven, and he has the Panhuang Life Sword to protect him, so why wouldn't he come?"

Marquis Guanjun was the first young general in Daqian who was awarded the title of marquis after making many outstanding achievements before the age of seventeen and traveling across tens of thousands of miles in foreign lands. He was also the illegitimate son of Yang Pan.

However, this person's origin is quite mysterious. Yang Pan suspected that he was the reincarnation of the soul of the God from Beyond Heaven, so he named him Yang An and deliberately raised him, wanting to explore the secrets of Beyond Heaven from him.

Moreover, the Champion Marquis has always been ambitious and regards all the treasures in the world as what he deserves. He is confident to the point of being conceited, and he has enough cards up his sleeve. How could he not come after hearing about the Dragon's Cemetery and another visitor from outer space?

Hong Xuanji also had this doubt, but he still said:

"The demon has an extraordinary origin. If he is really in collusion with Yang An, and they work together on the battlefield, I'm afraid it will cause complications and will not be conducive to today's business."

Hearing this, Yang Pan also gathered his thoughts, thought about it, but couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head and said:
"Xuan Ji is right. Although you and I still control the center of the world, our power and strength are no longer the best in the world. We should put aside our previous arrogance and stop thinking about killing two birds with one stone. We should calm down and do some practical things."

After saying these almost self-deprecating words, Yang Pan no longer acted like a child. He raised his head and looked forward, urging the "Boat of Creation", his voice full of strong confidence.

As long as we capture the Dragon Cemetery, everything will be fine!
Hong Xuanji also sensed the call from the Dragon Cemetery behind the Yama Formation. The spirit of the First Dragon in the "Emperor's First Dragon Armor" also began to tremble with a determined look in his eyes.

With the "Emperor's First Dragon Armor" on their bodies and the "Boat of Fortune" as the bait to cross to the other side, Hong Xuanji believes that this time they will be able to lure the Ancestral Dragon to surrender on their own initiative!
In fact, when Champion Marquis Yang An heard the news about the "Dragon Cemetery" and the Demon, he also wanted to come and find out what was going on. The reason he didn't come was simply because he was in trouble and couldn't come.

A few days ago, Hong Yi had just come down the mountain and, following Xu Xing's guidance, headed all the way to the South China Sea.

He was also thinking about the "Terrible God King" that Xu Xing had mentioned before, who was now sealed in the Kamikaze Continent, and deliberately avoided the Kamikaze Kingdom.

During this detour, Hong Yi passed by Izumo Island, which was covered with volcanoes.

Late at night on this day, he and Tu Shansang were in the middle of the deep sea, using the water pressure and waves to temper their bodies, when they suddenly saw a strong and heroic man hunting sharks in the sea.

Hong Yi is no longer a humble man. As soon as he saw the other party, he knew that this was a rare martial arts immortal. Although this person did not reveal his boxing skills, his physical training and use of strength were incredibly powerful.

Hong Yi never thought that he could meet such a strange person, so he went forward to pay his respects, but found that this person seemed to be a little confused. Although he did not talk nonsense, he often fell into deep thought and claimed to be happy.

When they heard this name and saw this face, Hong Yi and Tu Shansang both looked strange and suddenly thought of Yin Yue. Could it be that this person was in a similar situation to Yin Yue?

Thinking of this, Hong Yi couldn't help but feel sympathy. He took out the "Seven-Hole Longevity Peach" he brought with him and gave one to him. He also took him on his own boat and traveled together.

"Kai Xin" was extremely enthusiastic about martial arts, and when he saw Hong Yi performing martial arts, he couldn't help but give advice. He spoke eloquently and incessantly, and also talked about a lot of his own observations and experiences.

Hong Yi was surprised to find that everything the other party said seemed to be very different from the common sense of martial arts in the world, but more subtle and exquisite, as if he came from a world where martial arts were particularly developed.

Hong Yi suddenly remembered that his master had mentioned that martial arts were well developed in Tianwai Tian. Thinking of Kai Xin's situation, he couldn't help but speculate. Could it be that the other party also came from Tianwai Tian like his master?

"Kai Xin" also said frankly that he wanted to go to the East China Sea to find an acquaintance this time, but Hong Yi's martial arts were also quite interesting, so he was willing to travel with Hong Yi and Tu Shansang once.

Hong Yi thought that he was a fellow villager of his master. Seeing that this man was frank, upright and heroic in his words and deeds, he couldn't help but have a good impression of him and was naturally willing to travel with this happy big brother.

Tu Shan Sang, because of the experience of his own ancestor, loved Kai Xin and took good care of him, and did not oppose Hong Yi.

When the two were talking excitedly, a woman in yellow riding a shark came from outside the boat.

As soon as Hong Yi saw her, he knew that this was a demon fairy who had practiced cultivation and was reincarnated like Yuan Fei and Bai Ziyue. He stepped forward to ask her name, and found out that she was the Silver Shark King, one of the eight demon fairies.

Upon hearing that Hong Yi knew the White Ape King and the Fragrant Fox King, Chan Yinsha also became interested. When she learned that this man was a disciple of the East China Sea Demon God, she was even more respectful.

Hong Yi also knew that Chan Yinsha was the princess of Izumo in this life. This time, she went out to sea to seek some quiet time because Marquis Guanjun came to Izumo in person to propose marriage.

This name aroused the interest of "Happy".

"You mean, that champion Hou looks a bit like me?"

Zen Yinsha looked at his face again, somewhat surprised:
"At least 90% similar, but he is too domineering and arrogant, not as calm as you."

"Happy" heard the name Guanjun Hou, Yang An, and seemed to have a sense of it. He suddenly turned his head and looked towards Izumo Kingdom. His tone was deep and there was an indescribable meaning.

"If that's the case, then I'm very interested in meeting this young marquis who has traveled a hundred thousand miles and is the bravest among the three armies..."

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In the Yamabu formation, there are nine magical instruments as the core of the formation. As long as you collect them, you can break the formation.

As soon as Xu Xing entered, he saw through the locations of the nine magical instruments. He stopped for a moment, and the power of his fist spread over a hundred miles, covering the entire Yamabu Dharma Array, taking in all the mysteries in it in his heart.

Ao Luan wanted to give some advice, but when she saw Xu Xing acted so decisively, her beautiful eyes lit up and she suggested:

"The effectiveness of the Yama Formation will be completely different if there is a strong person in charge or not. Now we have two great masters, the leader and the fighting Buddha. If they enter the formation, they will definitely be able to strangle all those rats."

Xu Xing said nothing, but Yin Yue understood what he meant and said with a smile:

"The leader doesn't want to simply wipe them out. He wants to learn enough Taoist techniques and martial arts from them. If we want to kill people, we can join forces and massacre that group of people. How difficult is that?"

Xu Xing nodded, and with a flick of his sleeve, he uprooted the nine magical instruments, handed the "Starfire Incense Burner" and "Six Yang Fire Dragon Mirror" to Ao Luan, and said:
"With the current power of the Taoist master, I should be able to refine these two magical instruments and add more power to the battle later."

Ao Luan had never thought that just by pointing the way he could get two top-grade magic weapons in return. He was overjoyed and immediately sat cross-legged and began to refine the gift from the leader.

When Long Hun felt this energy, his heart was also surging. Although his head was being stepped on and he could not look at his own leader, the breath of grievance emanated from every piece of his scales.

Xu Xing moved his toes and shouted:

"What are you moving!"

As he spoke, he also thrust a piece of "Jia Yi Qing Long Mu" that looked like emerald green jade into the center of the dragon soul's brow and said calmly:

"Use it first."

The dragon soul is the essence of the Taishi Mountain's earth veins that have accumulated for tens of thousands of years. The earth energy in its body is solid and heavy, just like the earth. Therefore, "Jia Yi Qinglong Wood" is a great tonic.

It had no intention of competing with Ao Luan, and immediately cheered, stretched its body, and escaped several times faster. It crashed through the remaining black clouds, passed through the black hole, and truly arrived at the Dragon Cemetery.

Looking down from the sky, everyone saw that the ancient dragon's cemetery was indeed a star. It was extremely large, comparable to the entire Daqian Dynasty. It had all kinds of mountains, rivers and lakes, and countless animals were multiplying, full of vitality.

Xu Xing saw an endless snowfield at a glance. The wind and snow were flying, and everything was white. It also contained strong magic power. Although it was not as good as the Yamabu formation, it was enough to wipe out the ghosts, immortals and souls of thunder.

The dragon soul tore through the void and carried everyone to the snowfield, where they saw an ice palace towering above. Mountain-like ice pillars surrounded the ice palace, and in each ice pillar, there was an ancient celestial dragon sealed.

Although these celestial dragons are sealed in pillars, they are still majestic and outstanding, and naturally exude infinite power, as if they have never died. As long as they break the seal, they will rule the world again.

For a moment, Long Hun, Ao Luan, and everyone else could not help but stare in a trance, deeply immersed in it.

There is no need to say much about Dragon Soul and Ao Luan. One has the soul of a dragon, and the other has the body of a celestial dragon. Just by looking at the postures of these dragons and feeling the majestic dragon power, one can gain some understanding.

Although Yinyue was a human immortal, he had also visualized the Great and Mighty Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva in the Great Zen Temple, practiced the Dragon-Elephant Dharma Seal, and visualized the posture of the heavenly dragon, which was quite beneficial to his martial arts.

Only Xu Xing set his sights on the Central Ice Palace, where an extremely powerful dragon was sealed. Its scales were red gold and covered with endless patterns, as if a Taoist book was written on it.

In his previous world, Xu Xing often studied talismans, and with the "Shangqing Dadong Sutra" in his mind, he naturally had some understanding of this kind of natural pattern, and couldn't help but try to figure out the essence of it.

After looking for a while, he suddenly turned around, frowned, and showed some anger, which was rare.

But tens of thousands of miles away, the sea of ​​clouds split into two. One of the strands was as thin as a strand of black hair at first, but it kept growing stronger and stronger. In an instant, it became a pillar of light with an extremely powerful force, which split the mountains and peaks, and tore through the sea, and rushed towards Xu Xing across the sky.

Although Ao Luan and Long Hun did not face this attack directly, they were still overwhelmed by its power. They even heard a rumbling sound, as if countless stars hidden in the void were being shattered and exploded.

This Taoist technique that simulates the explosion of stars is exactly the supreme skill of the Jingyuan Temple in the Western Regions, the "Three Realms Yuanqi Cannon"!
This was a shot aimed completely at destruction. In terms of power, it had already surpassed the level of a seven-tribulation creator and was comparable to the "central Wu Yi hollow great true qi" of the "Boat of Creation". A mere six-tribulation ghost immortal would naturally not be able to withstand it.

Before Xu Xing could move, Yin Yue's skin had already ignited with dark demonic fire. He moved his body and came to the front of the destructive light column. He clenched his right fist and struck it down with the force to suppress hell!
Although Yin Yue has not yet opened the gate of life and death, he has condensed three hundred and sixty acupoints. Now he attacks with all his strength, and his fist, true energy, and blood are combined into one, and he actually shatters the destructive white light!
"Shen Yuan Qi, before you fight Meng Shen Ji, let me test you, the creator, to see how good you really are!"

Yin Yue laughed loudly, and flew up into the air, connecting with the stars and the geomagnetic field beneath his feet. His speed increased to the limit, like a long rainbow, breaking through the air and directly hitting the people from the Jingyuan Temple.

Although Yin Yue had fought many powerful men in his life, except for Meng Shenji, he had never faced the creator of seven thunder tribulations. Now that he had met Yuanqi Shen, an old-fashioned god who had been famous for many years, he was overjoyed and had a strong desire to fight.

Xu Xing did not compete with Yin Yue for the opponent, not only because Yuanqi Shen was too weak to test his level, but also because an opponent more worthy of fighting had already arrived!
He raised his head and looked at the meteorite that was breaking through the atmosphere and falling towards the snowfield. His eyebrows raised, he stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"You want to use the Ice Palace to contain me? What a joke!"

Xu Xing knew that Yuanqishen and Xuantian Pavilion attacked so recklessly because they knew that with his temper, he would never give up the Dragon Cemetery and would definitely take it head-on.

This judgment is certainly correct, but even if this leader stands here and does not move a step, how can you shake him? !
Before he finished speaking, the fist intent and divine consciousness merged into one, transforming into a giant hand that was several miles in radius, like surging magma, and extremely solid, and it suddenly rose up.

When it was still a thousand feet away from the ice field, this giant hand actually pierced through the black clouds surrounding the dark star and grabbed the star with incredible accuracy, and its five fingers were still closing.

"Um?!"

Nalan Anhuang and Yuwen Mu were both shocked, sensing the fluctuations in the magical power of this East Sea Demon, which seemed to be completely not at the level of the Seven Tribulations Creator.

They did not dare to delay at all and joined forces to mobilize their magic power to launch the Dark Mandala Taizang Formation.

The next moment, the two of them felt an unprecedented pressure and they spat out blood. Their bodies seemed to be ground by massive iron stones, their bones and flesh were pulverized and exploded on the spot.

The falling momentum of the Dark Star was actually stopped by Xu Xing!
As soon as the two people's souls floated out, they saw Xu Xing's real body had torn through the void and arrived on the surface of the dark star.

His eyes were calm and his figure was majestic. He looked down at the land below him, but he completely ignored the master hiding in the darkness and said calmly:
"Dark Emperor Taoist, why don't you come out to greet the guests?"

“Haha, the young people nowadays are really amazing. No wonder they can survive seven thunder tribulations and achieve the realm of creation…”

Amid this old and deep laughter, the Dark Star trembled violently, and the black gas continued to condense, condense, and condense inwards, until it became countless times harder than gold and iron. Then with a loud bang, it suddenly collapsed into a point.

From that point, a Taoist priest in black slowly walked out, his sleeves fluttering in the wind, and an endless wave of darkness flowed from under his robe, covering the sky and blocking out the light.

The whole world plunged into darkness.

This man is none other than the descendant of the ancient Yang God, the Taoist Xuantian, the founder of the Xuantian Pavilion, a top powerhouse who has lived in the world for thousands of years and experienced the various eras of philosophers, the Taoist Anhuang!

Unexpectedly, the Dark Emperor Taoist's attitude towards Xu Xing was unprecedentedly good. He said in a gentle voice:

“My young friend is young and promising, and you are a visitor from the outer world, so why not make a deal with me?

You give me the Ancestral Dragon Essence to restore your lifespan, and I give you all the secret books of Xuantian Pavilion to read. You can command all the disciples and elders in the pavilion. How about that?"

This powerful man has survived from the Middle Ages to this day, and was severely injured by the God of War. Only after merging with the Dark Star was he able to live again. However, his lifespan is now coming to an end, and he has to go through this journey.

Xu Xing laughed:
"What use is the power of Xuantian Pavilion to me?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the aura of the group of strong men in the darkness immediately fluctuated, but they had to admit that what the other party said was indeed the truth.

Even without adding the group of powerful Vajra Monkeys in the Demon God Cave, just the Fighting Buddha Yin Yue who is currently fighting fiercely with the Yuanqi God and is comparable to the Seven Tribulations Creator, is enough to destroy their Xuantian Pavilion.

The Dark Emperor Taoist sighed and said self-deprecatingly:
"When people get old, they tend to become weak and hope for the best. Even I am no exception. I am sorry to make you laugh. Now, let's decide life and death."

The tone of the Taoist Anhuang was extremely calm, and there was a kind of composure that showed one's insight into life and death, which made Xu Xing look at him with higher regard. Such magnanimity and decisiveness also had some style.

He said with emotion:

"Your life span is short and your spirit is decaying. Your claim of eight thunder tribulations is a bit exaggerated. Taoist Dark Emperor, in your opinion, if Meng Shenji competes with you, who will win?"

The Dark Emperor Taoist was silent for a while, then slowly said:
“Although Meng Shenji’s foundation is not as good as mine, his talent is indeed extraordinary, and he has the protection of the Eternal Kingdom. If we fight head-on, I will definitely die.”

Xu Xing sighed and agreed:

"That's quite true. I don't know if Meng Shenji has come. If I wait until I kill you and get the secret of 'refining the soul to become a god' before fighting, it will be a bit boring."

The Dark Emperor Taoist smiled faintly:
"Let's talk about this kind of thing after I die."

He took a step forward, his robes fluttering, black air surged like a tide, filling an area of ​​a thousand miles, forming an area of ​​its own. He clenched his fists, and a strong wind came, carrying the rolling black air, condensing into a fist force, and slammed towards Xu Xing.

This seemingly weak Taoist, when he attacked, actually used this extremely ferocious punching method. It was extremely strong and the power of his punches was overwhelming. Any punch was enough to shatter the soul of a six-tribulation master.

The Taoist Dark Emperor had already "refined his soul into a god", and now he had refined the Dark Star, a yang god magic weapon, into a physical body. This was another kind of unity of soul and flesh, and the tenacity of his physique was even better than that of the peak human immortals.

This kind of direct confrontation style of play can better play his advantages, but for Xu Xing, is it not the same? !
He laughed loudly, spread out his hands, and continuously struck out the Tathagata seals of the "Present Tathagata Sutra". His blood and energy flourished, rising like the scorching sun, washing the sky with brilliant light, and he confronted the Dark Emperor Taoist head-on!
As soon as their hands touched, the Dark Emperor Taoist sensed something was wrong. His arms trembled violently, and his true energy was broken. He even felt as if he was running out of energy and could hardly maintain it.

"How can his body be so strong?!" (End of this chapter)