Volume 1, Chapter 1026 Dragon Movement (2)

The later stage of Great Perfection, approaching the invincible posture of the saint, there was no longer any hiddenness. The rumbling rumble made the heaven and earth depressed, as if the six realms were bitter at the same time, and all the gods, men and demons bowed their heads.

Everything in the world is silent, as if there is nothing else around this world, only eight of them are left, but they are extremely gloomy and terrifying.

"Do you want to die? The orphans have already come here. You are qualified to question Wu Lu Han, get out!"

There was a thin and weak mosquitoes and flies, which was poured into the gray and white full moon at this moment. A loud bang cracked out of thin air, as if the world was silent and suppressed to the extreme, rumbling and shattering at this moment, and the place suddenly returned to normal.

The sound of mosquitoes and flies penetrated into the full moon, but suddenly turned into thunder and roaring, shaking the moonlight and the space jumped tumbling.

About the crack was cracked, and a ghost emperor rushed out, as if extremely panicked, and flashed vaguely on the spot, and returned to the dead tree with horror. His breath surged violently, as if he was greatly frightened.

"Shengyuan Daojun, I am polite to be a god!"

On the top of the sky, there was a hoarse voice that came here just in time. In an instant, the world was as warm as spring, without any coldness. It seemed that the plants and trees were about to dance, and a spring color came.

The army of Ghost Ancestor immediately fell to the ground at the same time. The ghost masters whispered and quickly bowed to salute. The Ghost Emperor hurriedly bowed his head, and several Ghost Emperors stood up.

The legions that were retreating in the fairy world suddenly stagnated. The golden immortals were almost falling down as if they were carrying mountains on their backs. Countless Taiyi felt that they were imprisoned. Seven Daluo powerful men had their eyelids and their faces changed drastically, as if they were locked by the way of heaven and could be destroyed at any time.

‘This is the power of a saint! A thought breaks the universe, and a thought controls all things! No, it is rumored that a lonely person is still half a saint, so he is so perverted and defiant, and he has too many transcends the Daluo realm."

They saw a black cloud emerge from the sky, and it condensed into a huge face on their heads. Two white beads shone unusually, and they were clearly eyes. A wide face, a few wrinkles on their foreheads, a big ears on their noses, thick lips, and a little melancholy between their eyebrows.

The murderous aura of the army in the fairy world was immediately dispersed, and the millions that had not been withdrawn seemed to have been removed from the immortal path and penetrated into the dust like mortals.

"I am the Lonely Son, can my Haoming's power behold your Dharma eye in this battle?"

A female cultivator suddenly felt very shocked. She vaguely felt the sachet on her waist moving slightly, as if it was a little lighter than before, and then looked up.

A touch of colorful mist sprinkled a large piece of colorful light, covering the entire fairy world army, dispelling the spring and warmth, and adding a wave of coolness to every monk's heart.

There was a figure standing in the sky with his hands in his hands, with black hair in silver clothes and fierce and dashing clothes, without any majesty or momentum, but he allowed any method to retreat. He stared at the grimace in the human form and smiled.

Compared with the giant face, it is so small, but it cannot be desecrated or questioned. It seems like the only light in the darkness is the last hope to protect them.

"Good! They are ignorant and they are indeed unfair to lose. This strange but effective tactic must have come from another adventure after their rebirth.

The Holy Yuan Daojun’s Nirvana has actually returned to the top of the Golden Immortal. The speed of entry after re-cultivation really makes Sangu admire him!

Although I changed my face, the saint's aura was something that the younger generation could not imitate. In the future, whoever dares to question the Nirvana of the Holy Yuan Daojun in the ghost world will be punished by myself."

The giant face expression, after looking down at the small figure that appeared for a moment, immediately shrinks in size, turning into almost the same size as Lu Han, and his expression begins to be solemn.

The hundreds of powerful ghost worlds below and millions of ghost cultivators were all terrified when they heard this, covering up the storm in their hearts.

"With the praise of your orphan, the Haoming Immortal Realm will definitely avoid many disasters. Lu seems to have owe a favor invisibly, but how can he bring him back to the Immortal Realm?

After I was lucky enough to die, I had a little more exploration and understanding of this great way. It is the key to your being stuck in the semi-saint state and being unable to integrate into the heavenly way for a long time. Today, let the ghost world have another real ghost ancestor."

Below, the army of the immortal world continued to retreat, and a group of golden immortals followed, but it caused the stranded Daluo and Taiyi Golden Immortals to be shocked by it at the same time.

However, the great ghost tribe was greatly alarmed by Lu Han, and the sky was filled with horror. Everyone looked up, with shock and incredible faces.

‘What? To help the orphan seniors advance to the saint position?’

‘Senior, the old man who had clearly proved successful in his enlightenment, but failed to integrate into the way of heaven, has been stuck in his current posture in an extremely strange posture, and has been more than 100,000 years since he had clearly proved successful in his enlightenment, but he failed in his integration into the way of heaven.’

‘The Taoist king of his fairy world wants to help the senior Sanerang become a saint again during the revenge of the two worlds? I heard it right?’

But with incomprehensible eyes and more surprises and inexplicably expectant, Lu Han and his face looked at each other silently, resulting in the entire world being almost silent and strange. Except for the movement of the military formation in the Immortal World, there was nothing else strange.

Buzz!

A very obscure and extremely terrifying Taoist rhyme suddenly rippled on the face after half a stick of incense. There were countless purple lights in the depths of the sky, and then there were dense purple thunders, which blasted violently at Sanggu.

But Lu Han had turned around and turned into a jinghong to penetrate into the space channel, completely ignoring the huge changes behind him, which meant that this cross-border battle had come to an end.

The Zixiao divine thunder fell, shattering tens of thousands of miles. However, when the seven Daluo Jinxian saw that each thunder did not affect the ghost's face, it seemed to be protecting it, and its aura became stronger and stronger, almost exploding here.

"Thank you, Shengyuan Daojun!"

However, when the lonely man was thanking him, Lu Han had already returned to the fairy world and headed straight south. In just three days, he reached the top of a huge mountain worth tens of thousands of feet.

Xiulong Peak is 66,000 feet high and has a strong fairy spirit, but no one has ever opened a cave again.

There is no ice or snow on the top of the mountain, no flowers or plants, and there is almost nothing. There is only an old pine tree. A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes sits cross-legged under the tree.

"Kimeong, can't help it so quickly? Has it ever been comfortable to live on Emerald Island?"

When Lu Han arrived, he glanced at the person under the tree and said an inexplicable sentence, as if the two were old acquaintances.

This man was wearing a golden dragon robe, embroidered with six five-clawed golden dragons churning among the clouds, spitting dragon balls on his mouth and looking down at the world. He wore a jade-inlaid golden crown on his head. Even the long hairpin was like a silver dragon head. When he stepped on the dragon python battle boots and swept towards Lu Han, the pupils in his eyes stood up strangely.

"Hmph! You haven't returned to the high position of Daojun, don't even want to do whatever you want. When my dragon clan has no strong man who can compete with the saints? Roar!"

Boom!
Chapter completed!