"What, imitate the monsoon of the years and blend into the monsoon of the years?"
Xue Hanli was taken aback: "Senior, the monsoon is extremely strange. It seems to be able to blow any existence, even directly to our spiritual consciousness and soul."
"Aren't we immersed in it to die?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, Chang Yi, Chen Qianjun, and even the ancestor of Meishan looked at Wuyang in black with doubts.
Yuyanglin also frowned slightly and puzzled. The monsoons were so powerful that several people had already experienced it when they were in the second level of the Wuzhuotian domain.
"The danger is certain. Almost all the tombs of the world gods are extremely dangerous, but in comparison, the master's tomb, Xiao Qiankun, is considered the safest."
Wu Yang sighed slightly, pulling Yuyang Lin, and suddenly smiled: "Little master, let's go out of the temple first. The monsoons of those years don't mean that they can appear."
With a wave of Wuyang's big sleeves, the vast expanse of the temple suddenly changed, and a huge portal gradually appeared on the right, which was the entrance of the kilometer gate where Yuyanglin and others first stepped into it.
Wuyang took Yuyanglin's arm and flew out.
But the ancestor of Meishan, Xue Hanli, Chen Qianjun, and Chang Yi, the four of them still couldn't fly. They could only step on the entangled air, their bodies flashed and shot out.
"Ten million years, I finally walked out of Wuyang Shrine." The moment Wuyang shot out of the temple, he flew high into the sky, laughing like a child of Sa Huan, dragging Yuyang Lin flying in the air.
"Senior Wuyang." Yuyanglin was a little helpless, and Wuyang hugged him tightly in the air.
"Little master, I said at the beginning that if anyone lets me out, I will give him a baby. Do you want one?"
Wuyang hugged Yuyanglin with his eyes full of affection, but he was very charming, crazy, and fierce. The red lips were lightly opened, making Yuyanglin even unable to hold his mind. If he wanted to kiss, the colorful relics in his lower abdomen were all There was a squirm.
"Fairy!"
Yu Yanglin cursed secretly, although this black-clothed Wuyang clone only had the cultivation level of the peak of the illusion, but the charm in his eyes and every move of the body exuded the charm that Yuyanglin could not resist.
"You have been trapped for a thousand years, so hurry up and get out of here!"
Yuyanglin turned around and fell into the huge glazed square.
But Wuyang is like a piece of clothing worn on Yuyanglin. It follows like a shadow, like a plume of black smoke, which can't be shaken off. From time to time, he blew into Yuyanglin's ear, saying a few words. Provocative words.
It really sharpens Yuyanglin's Dao Heart.
"Glitter, little master, my clone is completely under your control. You can do whatever you want. As long as you move in your heart, Wu Yang will meet any of your requirements, ha ha ha ha..." Wu Yang seemed to be really happy
The four ancestors of Meishan also flew out of the gate of the temple.
But the body of the ancestor of Meishan was suddenly staggered. The moment it landed, it was like a thousand catties falling to the ground.
"Senior Meishan!"
Xue Hanli, Chen Qianjun, and Chang Yi were suddenly shocked. The ancestor Meishan seemed to be suddenly oppressed by something, and his body was shaking.
Yuyang Lin also found the ancestor of Meishan strange.
"fine!"
"The cultivation base has stepped into the realm of truth and emptiness, the rules of this world, the oppression of various powers on me has at least increased tenfold!"
The ancestor of Meishan reduced the breath of his body, but it had no effect at all, and he could only resist this power of heaven and earth.
"Hehe, this is the method of the peak world god expert."
Wuyang opened his arms, and the power of space that Yuyanglin and others could not feel in all directions, ripples.
"The higher the cultivation base, the stronger the oppression. If my deity is not supported by the Dao Palace, under this power, he can only be crushed on the ground and cannot move."
Wu Yang's eyes flashed with a clear look: "It's no wonder that no one has come in for so many years. Those with a high level of cultivation have been suppressed severely, and those with a low level of cultivation may die if they can't come here."
"By the way, Senior Wuyang!"
Yuyanglin's eyes lit up: "There is an altar in the center of the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain. It is very mysterious. I don't know if it will be useful for us to leave here."
Seeing the ancestors of Meishan gradually adapt to the oppressive force, Yuyanglin and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly looked at a lonely mountain on the right side of Wuyang Temple.
When several people entered through the water curtain formation on the tomb portal four months ago, they appeared directly on the altar.
Wu Yang's eyes lit up: "Come over and take a look!"
With a wave of his hand, Wu Yang swept Yuyang Lin, and the five ancestors of Meishan turned into a streamer and shot towards the bamboo forest.
"Senior Wuyang, why doesn't the power of heaven and earth here oppress you at all?" Yuyanglin was a little surprised. Wuyang left the temple and was still able to fly.
"Haha, my little master, just call me Wuyang, maybe I will give you a baby in the future, coco..."
Wuyang's laughter filled Yuyanglin's heart: "It's not that Wuyang is not oppressed, but the little master you can't feel it."
"The oppression of this power of heaven and earth is the strongest. Look at Wuyang Shrine."
Wu Yang waved his hand, and all the people who were high in the sky turned their heads to see the entire Wuyang Shrine, as if being suppressed by a black hole.
"Damn! What a terrifying might!" Chen Qianjun exclaimed, his expression changing.
Xue Hanli, Chang Yi, and even the ancestor of Meishan, Yuyanglin, also had eyelids jumping wildly, feeling the terrifying power of Dao.
It seems to be able to suppress the terror of a world.
"I am the main body being oppressed to the point where I can no longer move, and the deity is only blocked in the main body. Now I have entered a deep sleep. The current clone is actually a weapon equivalent to your little master. For the weapon!"
Wu Yang smiled slightly, twisted his body, and instantly turned into a black long sword full of runes, twisted again, and turned into a black sword with terrifying momentum.
It has become a black spear that is domineering, and it has changed a lot.
But Wuyang's change was not the change of the ordinary law body, but the rhyme with a strong weapon in it.
It seems that the body is a weapon! But it is more peculiar than the eighth, ninth and even Taoist soldiers.
"Hey, Wuyang, the young master, is a weapon, but his body is more real and perfect than any woman. Do you want to taste it?" Wuyang teased Yuyanglin.
"Wuyang, is it possible that your character is your master, Wuyang World God, who strips out the undesirable character and integrates it into your soul?" Yuyanglin suddenly asked, always feeling that the masculine style of dance is changeable, except for the charming and wild nature , More like venting an inner desire,
"Yes, but it's not entirely true. I may be the other side of my former master's heart, or it can be said that it is another side of my personality, or a combination of the two personalities."
"But it's like the master knows that he will die, and lives himself in another way, so I am Wuyang, and Wuyang is me." Yuyanglin and others said that Wuyang was confused.
"Wow...!'
Suddenly, the energies dissipated, and Yuyanglin and the others immediately fell onto the altar that they first came to.
Wu Yang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Zerg Altar!"