The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

"Such an earth-shattering battle is enough to be recorded in the history of the Sixth Heaven. Unfortunately, you are the only audience."

Qi Yuan sighed.

The fighting in the past few years has been thrilling.

For Qi Yuan, he is a bit out of his depth.

Qi Yuan wanted to take photos of some of these wonderful moments and make them into a collection, add them to the majestic or somewhat sad and tragic "Desolation" BGM, make a video of the heavens' inventory, and broadcast it to the people in the sixth heaven every day.

It must have shocked many monks.

When Shi Pan heard this, he was a little confused.

Is this battle... really valuable?

"You go back first. I have to review and see where I didn't perform well today. I can't make the same mistake again tomorrow!"

Qi Yuan waved his hand, and Shi Pan's figure disappeared.

Qi Yuan was the only one left in the empty building.

"When he beat around the bush and cursed me, I did feel a little warm. Fortunately, I was covered by a black robe, so he didn't notice anything strange about me."

"This way...starting tomorrow, add a BGM to give me courage. In the BGM, I am invincible!"

"Be brave and help me, this terrible person in society!"

The next day.

In the empty palace, warm sunlight shines.

The man in black robe is sleeping on the recliner, looking warm.

Suddenly, a breeze floated.

In the ground, there was the sound of trampling footsteps, as if the palace was being trampled.

A man who looked like a double-door refrigerator appeared, with a deep look in his eyes.

He is like a mighty divine general who descends into the world to slay demons.

"You're here." The man in black robe on the recliner spoke, his voice was calm, and the black robe obscured his expression.

"Grandpa You is here!" Dao Buer said in a loud voice.

"Your grandpa is lying here."

The voice was very calm, and when Dao Fuji heard it, thunder sounded in his mind.

It's like the thunder god in the ninth heaven is shouting.

His consciousness was turbulent, and a look of doubt flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that the man in black robes in front of me is really my father? Otherwise, why would he be immune to my words of holy light?"

However, as soon as he had such an idea, he killed it instantly.

"Oh, I'm older than you, so I'm your grandfather!" Dao Fuji said calmly, looking proud.

During this period of time, he had gained an advantage in competing against the mysterious man in black robe.

"Is this... the reason why you don't take a shower?" Qi Yuan's voice was calm.

He said and patted it casually.

Suddenly, sixty-seven ghosts entered the palace.

These ghosts hold small red flowers in their hands, as well as gongs and drums and other musical instruments, and have exaggerated makeup on their faces, red and white, which is particularly strange.

"Bgm up!" Qi Yuan snapped his fingers.

Immediately, these sixty-seven ghosts began to perform Yangko, and at the same time they made cheerful sounds from their mouths.

"Tao Fuji doesn't take a bath!"

"Tao Fuji doesn't take a bath!"

The cheerful sounds and graceful dancing postures, accompanied by the lively sound of gongs and drums, create a very magical scene.

Dao Fuji's expression changed slightly, feeling embarrassed, and then he said coldly: "Now this is the only way to use it? It seems... you are determined to have this grandson!"

"Tao Fuji doesn't take a bath!" Qi Yuan said lazily.

"That's all you do? You don't even dare to have a head-on confrontation?"

"Did you take a shower last night?"

"you……"

Time passed by, and soon half a month passed.

Around the main hall, even within a radius of hundreds of miles, few monks came.

Only the army of ghosts remains loyal, practicing repeatedly every day to build a quality army.

Shipan stayed in the cave, looking at the message in the jade slip, with a cold look in his eyes: "Aqin, if you say this again, we can't even be friends. Everything I have is given by adults, so what can I do?" Will you betray me?"

The person who contacted him was a female cultivator he knew. She was cute and cute, and she had a sinister grandmother.

The female nun secretly loved him and was now trying to persuade him to escape.

How could he abandon Qi Yuan.

Everything he has is given by adults.

What other emotional value did Ah Qin give him?

After Shi Pan finished speaking, he put the jade slip of summons into his storage bag and ignored it.

"If the Holy Light Sect comes...how should you respond?"

To be honest, Shi Pan was secretly worried about Qi Yuan.

After all, all monks would say that the Holy Light Sect is powerful and that its master is incomparable and impossible to defeat.

Even if it is a stone plate, my heart will beat when I listen to it too much.

In a distant place, monks gathered together with anxious expressions.

"Tonight is the night of the deadliest souls. According to... past practice, the master of the Holy Light Sect will definitely appear.

That...Tianzun is in danger. "

"Hmph, that Heavenly Lord took the blame too much upon himself, he is from the Holy Light Clan!"

"Liu Xi, it's a good thing you didn't do anything for him, otherwise, I'm afraid you wouldn't have escaped death either!"

Not far away, Liu Xi was drinking a small drink with complicated thoughts and no reply.

"I heard that the Heavenly Lord... seems to have been seriously injured, damaged his soul, and has a brain problem. I heard that he has been quarreling with a casual cultivator every day for the past few years."

"If there wasn't something wrong with my brain, why would I still be here?"

Hearing this, Liu Xi couldn't help but said: "Anyway, if it weren't for this lord, we would still have to hide in the wind tunnel on Yinhunye, which would be quite inconvenient. This lord is kind to us, so it's better not to slander him. "

When the other monks heard this, they shrugged and did not mention Qi Yuan again.

"I heard that every time there is a pure ghost night, an ancient ghost appears and dominates the world. This time, I wonder if we have the chance to see the figure of that ancient mighty one!"

A great venerable spoke, with a strong curiosity in his eyes.

In the original ghost night, there were ghosts patrolling the sky, and they did not dare to go out.

Now, the ghost army is all detained by the heavenly venerable, so they dare to go out even on the ghost night.

On the pure ghost night, the ancient mighty ghost will not attack and kill monks randomly like the ghost army.

So, they are safe.

"I wonder what realm that ancient ghost is in? Can it be comparable to the realm of great truth?" A cultivator said nervously.

In their cognition, the great truth is already the strongest.

"This Tiankun strange land should have been a brilliant civilization in ancient times, what a pity."

A cultivator sighed.

"I wonder if the Sixth Heaven will be like this after countless years?"

"If so, we may not even be as good as the soldiers in the ghost army!"

Liu Xi drank a little wine, listened to the sighs of the crowd, and was a little confused for a while.

The night slowly fell.

All the monks gathered together, and no one went to the wind tunnel.

Tonight's night is particularly quiet, and the wind blows, and it is also gloomy and weird.

I don't know how long it took, suddenly, a sad and tragic horn sounded suddenly.

It seemed that all the monks felt as if they were in an ancient battlefield.

Ruin, desolation, fire, blood...

Swords and shadows, broken flying boats, hanging upside down in the vast sky.

Countless lights and shadows, countless roars.

Dense steel flows collide.

Bang!

Turn into dead silence!

It seems to be the most extreme romance of men.

"There is nothing, but I feel... endless sadness."

"This war must be extremely tragic, right?"

"There is not a single man behind the battle line!"

Just as everyone was emotionally overwhelmed, the world suddenly turned blood red again.

A broken shadow suddenly appeared.

"Ancient dead soul appears!"

"Look!"

Everyone looked over, but they couldn't see the shadow clearly, or...what they saw was just a broken robe.

The body was broken, and the broken robe was still fighting!

The broken robe was stained with blood, and it was unknown whether it was from the enemy or the owner of the broken robe.

At this moment, a vast voice suddenly came from the sky.

"You and my origin, return to your position quickly!"

As the voice fell, everyone looked at the sky, and saw a ball of holy light that was particularly bright in the blood red.

The monks present immediately held their breath when they saw this.

"This is...the leader of the Holy Light Sect!"

The sky of the entire Tiankun strange land was blood red.

But everyone could see the ball of holy light.

Who else but the leader of the Holy Light Sect?

These monks trembled with fear in their hearts.

But it was only awe from the bottom of their hearts.

After all, those strong men only regarded them as small insects and would not care about them at all.

Outside the hall, Shi Pan heard this voice and widened his eyes: "This voice... Why is it so familiar!"

The voice of the leader of the Holy Light Sect was exactly the same as the voice of the man who came to the adults to quarrel every day.

Is it a coincidence?

Or...

Shi Pan had a terrifying guess in his heart.

At this time, Dao Buer stood in the sky, looking at the remnant robe with a solemn expression.

"Sure enough, he exempted my words of holy light!"

His only purpose in coming here was the remnant robe.

That's why he controlled the ghost army through various means, hoping to achieve his goal through the ghost army.

However, the ghost army was not under control.

He couldn't control the remnant robe at all.

"It seems that in order to grasp the opportunity here, you need..." Dao Buer's eyes were deep.

Need to control the mysterious black robe.

Although the mysterious black robe is difficult to deal with, it is still easier to take down than the remnant robe.

Of course, he has not given up yet and is still shouting at the remnant robe.

"You and I are of the same origin, return quickly!"

This voice is like a demonic sound, and all the cultivators in the entire Tiankun Wonderland can hear it.

Liu Xi and other cultivators looked at this scene and were horrified.

"Is this the power of Yangshen Tianzun?"

"If they were outside the wonderland, they could even swallow the wonderland in one bite!"

"I'm afraid that no Yangshen Tianzun in the Sixth Heaven can be immune to this kind of holy light words!"

"Alas, since this Holy Light Clan has appeared, that adult has a miserable end!"

There were constant discussions and whispers.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a slightly lazy voice came.

"I was wondering why you didn't come to me to quarrel today, it turns out... conserve your energy to deal with this big guy!"

A man in a black robe appeared, his whole body shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to see his face.

The monks present heard this and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Is this... that Tianzun?"

"How dare he? This is the Holy Light Clan!"

"The words of the Holy Light cannot be exempted even from the great truth. He..."

"Wait, a quarrel... could it be?"

Suddenly, a monk thought of something and his face suddenly changed.

The expressions of the other monks also changed suddenly when they heard this.

There have been rumors that the Tianzun was not in a good mind and quarreled with a mysterious monk every day for several years.

Could it be that the mysterious monk is the leader of the Holy Light Sect!

When they thought of this, they were shocked, and some felt like clowns.

However, they were more puzzled.

The words of the Holy Light are unmatched, why can the Lord Tianzun be exempted?

At this time, Dao Buer looked at Qi Yuan with murderous intent in his eyes: "Sure enough, you have been pretending to be weak to me during this period!"

Dao Buer looked at Qi Yuan, and Qi Yuan did not look like he was affected by his words of the Holy Light.

"Hehe, you found out." Qi Yuan admitted openly.

Because Dao Buer's electricity was almost fully charged by him, so... his acting became more and more careless.

Dao Buer's expression did not change: "I will give you a chance to help me control this broken ghost, and I will spare your life!"

Even without the words of the Holy Light, Dao Buer's fighting power was amazing, and he thought he could kill Qi Yuan.

Moreover, Qi Yuan had been to the Sixth Heaven, and his way forward was cut off.

"Who gave you the confidence to spare my life? I'm afraid you don't take a shower every day, and your brain is broken?" Qi Yuan said speechlessly.

"I am invincible under the Great Truth. You don't have the Great Truth, so it's not the Great Truth. What can you use to fight me with the Truth?" Dao Buer said lightly.

He has been paying attention to Qi Yuan all these years.

It is difficult for the other party to hide his breath when he uses a talent similar to the Word of Holy Light, but the other party did not reveal the breath of the Great Truth.

The other party should be the same as him, the Truth.

He should have a good ancestor, otherwise, after entering the strange land, he should have landed in the realm of the Great Heavenly Position.

Since it is the Truth, he is not afraid.

"I am indeed not the Great Truth." Qi Yuan did not hide it, "But don't underestimate me. I am a small purple mansion, and I dare to resist the injustice of fate!"

The weak swing the knife at the weaker one.

Only the strong dare to swing the knife at the stronger one.

He challenged the truth with his purple mansion body, which was a real warrior!

Dao Buer frowned slightly: "Is it interesting to pretend to me now? I have long seen that you are just an ordinary truth."

He seemed to have won the game, full of confidence.

"I am very interested in your bloodline. Since I can't get you, I have to destroy you!" Dao Buer looked cold.

What he wanted most was to slowly control Qi Yuan.

Then control the army of ghosts through Qi Yuan.

However, the words of the Holy Light were invalid.

He didn't dare to delay any longer. If he delayed for millions of years, Qi Yuan would step into the great truth, and he would be finished.

As for the broken robe ghost, he would think about it again. At most, he would waste millions of years. There would always be a chance.

"If you can't get it, you will destroy it. Your character is too dangerous. No wonder the broken robe ghost didn't listen to you at all. You need to treat them with sincerity." Qi Yuan looked calm.

As he communicated with Dao Buer, all the power of Dao Buer's power bank had been used up for him, and it was time to win the other party physically.

Qi Yuan said, waving at the remnant robe ghost: "Old dead man, do you want to come to my house for dinner? Your brothers and sisters are all at my house!"

Dao Buer looked at the remnant robe ghost, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because, under his words of holy light, the remnant robe ghost was unmoved, as if he didn't hear it.

But Qi Yuan's words made the remnant robe ghost pause slightly.

So, if Qi Yuan is given enough time, he can really influence and control the remnant robe.

Dao Buer's eyes flashed with regret: "It's better to kill the disobedient dog!"

"Are we going to start a fight?" Qi Yuan looked at Dao Buer and asked casually.

Dao Buer did not respond, but just looked at Qi Yuan coldly with his little head.

"Before the fight, I have to state in advance that I didn't attack you because I was angry and embarrassed because I couldn't beat you in the past few years!

It's because your quality is too low and you often kill people indiscriminately. I will judge you on behalf of justice!" Qi Yuan felt that it was necessary to explain.

Otherwise, those cultivators in Tiankunqidi who didn't know him would think that he was a hot-tempered person who started to fight because he couldn't beat people in scolding!

This would damage his majestic and tall image.

At the same time, Liu Xi blinked his eyes, and he secretly transmitted a voice: "Are you sure these two are Tianzun, how to behave..."

He didn't dare to say harsh words.

The cultivator who heard the voice transmission also nodded and agreed.

These two Yangshen are a bit weird.

"Innate magical powers are useless, why do you say so much?" Dao Buer said coldly, "Kill!"

At this moment, he did not use the Word of Holy Light again, but attacked openly.

Everyone in the world thinks that the most powerful reliance of the Holy Light Clan is the Word of Holy Light.

But Dao Buer is different.

His name is Dao Buer, and he is one of the top ten geniuses in the Holy Light Clan.

His fighting power is particularly amazing.

Although he is in the realm of the Great Truth, he can fight hard against the Great Truth with his fighting power alone, and then run away.

"You are not the Great Truth, and you will only die today!"

Dao Buer shouted.

A terrifying aura swept across.

In the Tiankun Wonderland, countless auras were turbulent.

All the cultivators saw this, and their contempt turned into shock.

Because the spiritual energy in this Tiankun Wonderland was suddenly sucked dry at this moment.

It can even be said that the spiritual energy in their bodies was also depleted at this moment, just like ordinary people.

Yang Shen's attack was so terrifying, who could resist it.

However, the next breath, the expression on Dao Buer's face changed slightly.

The black-robed man moved: "I'm not the Great Truth, so what? I'm the Purple Mansion, so you can bully me?

Do you understand what the value of the first Purple Mansion in the Sixth Heaven is?"

As he spoke, the black robe on his body suddenly fell apart.

A man in blood-red armor suddenly appeared, holding a blood-red long sword, and his aura was as deep as the sea, making it difficult to figure out.

"To deal with a power bank like you that has no power, I only need one sword!"

One sword out!

The wind and clouds did not move!

It can even be said that there was no change in the world.

Qi Yuan's sword was plain and unpretentious, and there was no scene like Dao Buer's that caused the whole Tiankunqidi to turmoil.

An ordinary sword, just like a general stabbing in the secular world.

But this sword, Dao Buer could not resist at all.

Because, standing in front of him was Qi Yuan, who was at the thirteenth level of the "Ancestor Blood Art", the realm of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God was comparable to the Great Truth, and was a terrifying warrior in the state of fusion with Xiao Jia, the Five Elements Qi Refining, the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building, the Star Golden Pill, the Innate God Demon Infant, and the Sixth Heaven's First Purple Mansion!

The longer the prefix, the stronger Qi Yuan is.

"Now I can kill you... instantly!"

As soon as the voice fell, a sword fell without any skill.

Dao Buer's body was broken.

Qi Yuan looked at the unbelievable look on Dao Buer's face, but in fact he had one more thing to say.

"Kid, you appear in front of me every day, do you really think I'm blind... can't see your weaknesses?"

He looked at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Banner every day, and he could see the loopholes of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Banner.

This Dao Buer came to quarrel with him every day, and Qi Yuan even knew the color of Dao Buer's pants.

One sword, the truth is destroyed!

This is Qi Yuan's powerful sword!