Sign In For Sixty Years, From Puppet Emperor To Heaven Emperor

Mi Luo's mixed blood demon qi erupted and jumped up. The blood light of the Scarlet Blood Demon Saber and the black flame merged, forming a spiral light blade and rushing straight up.

Daoist Yufeng stretched out his hand, and a talisman appeared on the white and jade-like palm, which turned into a big hand and pressed down again, blocking Mi Luo's straight stab.

The tip of the knife hit the palm, and the black flame and blood magic power impacted the palm.

Bai Lao flew to the real person Yufeng, with a flick of his wrist, the long sword in his hand stabbed out, and there appeared light spots all over the sky, and the sword light was shot to attack Yufeng concentratedly.

"Martial arts have reached the pinnacle, and I haven't met such an opponent for a long time." Master Yufeng touched the air with his finger, and a circle of ripples appeared in the space touched by his finger, forming a water egg to wrap himself.

Countless sword lights hit the water egg, causing little ripples, like the surface of water under a heavy rain, but it couldn't hurt the real Yufeng inside.

Zhou An watched the three of them fight, Mi Luo and Bai Lao's attacks were already very strong, especially Mi Luo's combination of blood magic power and black flame, the power should be the greatest attack that a monk in the innate realm can unleash.

Master Yufeng was able to catch it so easily because of his comprehension of spells, such as his comprehension of the true meaning of Xuanbing, the gap between before and after comprehension is very obvious.

Although the cultivation base is the same, the power is no longer at the same level.

Now Master Yufeng has comprehended the true meaning of a kind of water to have this effect. In terms of cultivation base, Yufeng should be better than Mi Luo at most, there can't be such a big gap.

After all, they are all innate realms. If there is no huge gap in blood, physique, and skills, they have all reached the extreme, and there will not be a big gap in cultivation.

Of course, Mi Luo just learned the Red Blood Sutra is one of the reasons. If Mi Luo fully comprehends the Red Blood Sutra, plus the current realm and magic treasure, even if he loses to Yufeng, he will not be much worse.

"Reverend Yufeng, other people joined this war in order to avoid the Nine Heavens Tribulation. You have already reached the state of innate Dzogchen, why do you want to intervene in the war between countries?"

Zhou An asked directly. For real Yufeng, he no longer bothered to lie. As long as it didn't affect his layout, he would usually tell the truth. Of course, he didn't answer most of the time.

Master Yufeng lay on the cloud bed, ignored the attacks of the two, smiled and said: "Nature comes for you."

Seeing Zhou An's surprised expression, Master Yufeng went on to say: "After Xiao Wu became your subordinate, I have paid attention to you, not for a long time, but your promotion speed is too fast, which is not normal, even in During the War of Ten Thousand Clans, those races with naturally powerful bloodlines were far from advancing as fast as you.

This makes me curious, can you tell me how you did it? Also, who are you? "

Zhou An frowned, and Master Yufeng smiled and said: "It seems that I still need to force you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, eighteen patterns appeared in the sky, and eighteen divine pillars fell down.

Mi Luo, who was attacking, turned into blood and flew away, and the giant palm rushed towards Zhou An, and there was already a crack in the palm.

Bai Laoye retreated in a flash, just as the eighteen divine pillars fell down, otherwise they would be trapped, and the two of them would be in danger.

Seeing the giant palm rushing towards him, Zhou An raised his hand, and a golden palm appeared. He stretched out his index finger and tapped on the flying palm. When the two divine hands collided, Master Yufeng's palm was penetrated, and then exploded into spiritual energy. open.

In Zhou An's big golden hand, the fingers were broken, but the palm was still there.

Surprised, Master Yufeng sat up from the cloud bed and began to get serious.

"Array."

Zhou An shouted softly, Hua Wuyue, Mi Luo, Luo Sha, Bai Lao, Hei Tian, ​​Qing Ling, Ah Jiu, and Cai Yi turned into a stream of light, and the light and shadow flashed, and the eight surrounded Daoist Yufeng, and at the same time Release the formula, and eight big cauldrons appear above the head.

I saw beams of light of eight colors rushing up from the eight tripods, each of which is a kind of divine fire in the world. After rushing into the sky, they formed an eight-color array, exuding a unique coercion from the ancient prehistoric period.

Immortal Yufeng's complexion changed, he stood up from the cloud bed, made seals with both hands, and shouted: "Get up."

The Tenshen Pillar of the Eighteenth Towns began to grow larger, and the seal of the law appeared on it.

At this time, the eight-color flame array in the sky rushed down to the flame light column, and collided with the rising eighteen town god column.

Immediately there was a loud bang, and even Qianjing, which was more than ten kilometers away, was affected by the shock. Many objects were shaken and fell, and some dilapidated buildings even collapsed directly.

In the military camp here, there are a total of three million troops in their early years. After the impact of the two forces, the aftermath of the Eight Desolation Divine Fire energy is like a nuclear bomb explosion. .

Even a 3 million army, under such power, is like ants, without the slightest effect. In less than five seconds, 70% of the barracks area was reduced to scorched earth, without any corpses, just a huge scorched hole.

As for the soldiers within 30% of the area, they were blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, and it was unknown how many people could survive.

These soldiers on the edge of the barracks witnessed all this happening. They just looked up at the gods fighting in the sky and lamented how powerful these gods are.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the barracks were almost gone, and all the coalition troops disappeared. I suddenly felt an irresistible force rushing towards me, and then I flew up, losing consciousness.

Wan Yaowang and Daoist Cangming, who were fighting in the air, felt startled by this force, they both stopped fighting and flew to the sky above them.

Seeing the battle between the Bahuang Shenhuo Formation and the Eighteen Towns' Tianshen Pillar, the two world's top immortal-level formations collided with each other, it was like destroying the world.

Reverend Cangming's eyes were full of shock, with Reverend Yufeng helping him, he always thought that this time he just came here for an occasion and to reap some benefits by the way.

Who would have thought that a secular emperor possessed such terrifying power.

Any large formation can instantly reduce itself to ashes, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the primordial spirit to escape.

The Wan Yao King was also shocked. He knew about the Eight Desolation Divine Fire Formation, and he was there when Zhou An handed it over to Hei Tian and the others, but he did not expect that the power of the Eight Desolation Divine Fire Formation would be able to fight against the Eighteen Heavenly God Pillars.

Daoist Yufeng suddenly changed his expression, looked at Zhou An and said loudly, "Do you know the function of the Conferred God Platform?"

"Let's talk about it." Zhou An knew that the real Yufeng was talking to him on an equal footing.

"The sacrificial formation created by the gods back then absorbs the monk's primordial spirit and refines it so that you can train yourself into a divine body, so that you can live forever. After all, the immortal way is ethereal, and it is too difficult to step into the immortal way.

The battle of ten thousand races is actually for the purpose of conferring the gods, and all the races want the god body, so that they can live forever. Therefore, the elders of all ethnic groups acquiesced in the establishment of the Conferred God Platform by the Protoss, and they all wanted to practice themselves into divine bodies.

This time is a very good opportunity. Fellow Daoist is the emperor, so he can just use this to start the battle of conferred gods. By then, we will all be able to achieve the status of gods. "The real Yufeng said.

Zhou An figured it all out at once, the Conferred God Platform was not the list of gods on Earth, and he was influenced by Earth's culture, so he automatically thought of going there.

The real purpose of the Jitian leader was to cultivate himself into a divine body, so he set up such a big game, and what he wanted was for the monks from all over the world to fight.

And for him to be successful, there must be someone acquiescing behind his back, otherwise, if he did such a big thing, how could no one take care of him.

In other words, there are powerful people who secretly helped him become the leader of Jitian today. Otherwise, if there is no cheat, how could it be possible for an ordinary scholar to get to where he is today in just a few decades.

"So this time the monks said that after death, the primordial spirit entered the Conferred God Stage and could reunite the divine body, but you lied to them." Zhou An said.

"Don't say that, how many monks in the world are willing to intervene in the dynasty's struggle. How about, fellow Taoists, are you willing to join us, as long as you cooperate, you will have a share of the gods. We lobby around to let more monks crusade against you.

And you can recruit other monks to join the dynasty, and the battle of the gods will not end until we all condense our divine bodies. Not only will you enjoy the imperial power forever, but you will also get the long life that countless people dream of. "

Master Yufeng said with a confident face, he believed that Zhou An could not refuse this kind of temptation, and this matter could only be beneficial.