"Boom!..."
Shrouded by the Taoist incarnation of the three-headed six-armed bronze statue, Yuyanglin suddenly stopped the oppression of kneeling down.
Even the sudden oppression of Dao Yun made Yuyanglin's Dao Yi incarnation one of the heads with an obsessive look, closed eyes slightly opened a gap, and the smile suddenly sucked.
That horrible Taoist rhyme was swept up in an instant, and it was shot toward the nostril of the incarnation of Taoism who was obsessed with smiling faces.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
As for the ancestor of Meishan, Chen Qianjun, Xue Hanli, and Chang Yi, the four erupted in an instant, igniting their own Taoist incarnations beyond Yuyanglin's control.
Chang Yi, Xue Hanli, and Chen Qianjun's expressions changed drastically, and they exclaimed at the same time. They wanted to resist but it was useless.
The Taoist incarnation of the three people was immediately outlined by the sudden Tao Yun.
Xue Hanli, Chang Yi's Taoist incarnation is the human form of the deity.
The incarnation of Xue Hanli's Dao Yi is full of iron and blood killing and killing, holding a huge blood knife in his hand, the sea of blood is overwhelming, the flames are rolling, and the power is unmatched.
Chang Yi's incarnation of Taoism is abundance of righteousness, and there is even an artistic conception of creating the world. Between the waves of sword aura, it exudes a majestic atmosphere of creation.
And Chen Qianjun's Taoist incarnation turned out to be a square enchantment. Chen Qianjun himself was in the enchantment now, and the Dao Yun that was swept by terror could not enter the square enchantment.
The Taoist incarnation of the ancestors of Meishan is a huge nine-color plum tree of 10,000 meters, but at this time it is generally oppressed, and can only be maintained within a kilometer range, constantly swaying and shaking, countless plum petals turned into sharp swords, but Can not fly out of the kilometer range.
The expressions of the five people were shocked, but all of them had sharp eyes and calm eyes, and the changes in an instant could reflect their personal cultivation.
At this time, the five people discovered that when they stepped into the palace, it turned out to be a vast sea of clouds, like entering a huge sky.
A woman in white is sitting on a huge white lotus platform, her face is solemn, and the light of everlasting silence shines in all directions.
"Wuyang World God!"
Yuyanglin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly felt incredible.
The world god Wuyang, the woman in white clothes, was not dead, and her huge body was sitting in the lotus platform. On all sides of the white lotus platform, there were endless human races, monster races, beasts, and spirit races sitting cross-legged in all directions...
It seems to be preaching for all beings.
Although the ancestor of Meishan was also struggling to resist the rhyme of Taoism, he also found the sight of the hall like the sky and the sea of clouds, and also saw the Wuyang world god sitting in the white lotus.
Xue Hanli, Chen Qianjun, and Chang Yi were even more horrified. The almost endless variety of beings listened to the teachings of Wuyang World God.
And this Taoist rhyme that flooded the heavens and the earth was exuding from the Wuyang Realm God cross-legged in the white lotus platform, the sky fell chaotically between the openings, the golden lotus rushed from the ground, and the Sanskrit sound bursts.
Suddenly, the world changed, all the sights disappeared in an instant, and the rhyme that filled the world disappeared.
Yuyanglin's Dao Yi incarnation turned into that obsessed smiling face, and the head that was gradually opening his eyes, closed his eyes again when Dao Yun was gone.
But the obsession is getting deeper.
When the power was dissipated, the five members of Yuyang Forest suddenly fell down, and the clouds under their feet were like glazed ground, and the lives of the Wuyang Realm God on the lotus platform and the endless races sitting cross-legged around them also dissipated like a gust of wind.
Everything just now seemed to be an illusion.
"Your Dao Faxiang is very special!"
Suddenly, Yuyanglin felt a breeze blowing in his ears, and the particles of the law body trembled. Yuyanglin wanted to explode in an instant, but suddenly realized that he was blocked and his body could not move.
A woman in black had a hand on Yuyanglin's shoulder at some point, exhaling like a blue, looking at Yuyanglin with a smile.
"Dancing Dance, Wuyang World God!"
The ancestors of Meishan, Xue Hanli, Chen Qianjun and Chang Yi changed their expressions, their eyes were shocked.
The four of them also found the black-clothed woman next to Yanglin in an instant, although they were dressed in black, they were exactly the same as Wuyang World God.
The only difference is that one is holy in white, aloof, sharp-eyed, and domineering, which makes people unable to bear a trace of blasphemy.
One was wild in black, full of heroism and unrestrained body, resting on Yuyanglin's shoulders, and blowing a scent of fragrance into Yuyanglin's ears, looking at Yuyanglin provocatively. It can be seen that the woman in black is extremely strange.
Yuyanglin's eyes tightened, and his heart was shocked. Although he couldn't turn his head to look at the woman close at hand, he could feel the evil and enchanting eyes of the other person.
As soon as this suddenly appeared woman put her hand on her body, she instantly blocked her own soul, and the colorful relics were suppressed, letting Yuyanglin know that this was definitely a strong person in Yuangao's own cultivation.
"Who do you want me to be, who I am!"
The black-clothed woman sighed towards Yuyanglin again.
Xue Hanli, Chang Yi, and Chen Qianjun, although they did not feel the breath of the Wuyang Realm God, a woman in black clothes, they looked at Yuyanglin with worry and found that Yuyanglin seemed to be unable to move.
"Don't move easily!"
The ancestor Meishan's eyelids jumped wildly and his expression was solemn, but he quickly transmitted the voice: "This person is very strong, I can't feel her existence at all, but the other party doesn't seem to have murderous intentions, and the black-clothed woman is friendly to Yu Xiao very interested."
"Senior, you are Wuyang World God!"
Yuyanglin turned his head with difficulty, looking at the exquisite and breakable face close at hand, a pair of sly eyes flashed with a smile, and the eyelashes were about to touch the tip of Yuyanglin's nose.
"Do you want me to be Wuyang World God?"
The black-clothed woman suddenly stretched out slender, slender, jade-white fingers, caressed Yuyanglin's face, as affectionate as a lover who had been separated for thousands of years.
Yuyang Lin Dantian was rioting, and the primordial spirit in it was even more hideous, trying to break free from the shackles and explode into the wild.
"Gluck...!"
The black-clothed woman suddenly smiled: "In the early stage of the Xiaoxiaoxu Realm, the rudimentary form of the Dao Dharma can be condensed. Even in the Wuyang Temple thousands of years ago, it is considered a genius child, and it is still pure human blood. Meet the inheritance standard."
As soon as the black-clothed woman's voice fell, Yu Yanglin suddenly realized that the suppressed cultivation level had recovered instantly. His dantian vitality rolled out, and the primordial spirit roared, but he did not move rashly, but looked at the black-clothed woman in horror.
It was not because of the other party's terrifying cultivation base that he was timid, even if he encountered a horrible existence, facing life and death, Yuyang Lin's sword-like will dared to act boldly.
"Ten thousand years ago? Inheritance? Senior, the Pangu world seems to have only existed for a million years!"
Yuyanglin looked at the woman in black who was exactly the same as Wuyang World God, and his eyes flickered.
"Ten thousand years ago?"
The ancestor of Meishan was also horrified, bloody cold, Chen Qianjun, and Chang Yi were even more unclear, but the expressions of the three were more surprised, and their hearts were beating wildly as they watched the exquisite black-clothed woman that suddenly appeared.
"Gluck."
The black-clothed woman laughed, and took a circle around Yuyanglin's waist, and breathed in Yuyanglin's ear again: "After the master's fall, Wuyang Shrine was taken away out of thin air and left here. I waited for nearly ten million years before someone stepped into Wuyang Shrine."