Nine Gates of Immortals

Chapter 86
The tortoise in Luo Fan's hand flew out at this moment, turned into the pattern on its back and shot into Luo Fan's left eye.

He Tu turned into an innate gossip and shot it into his right eye.

A powerful breath erupted.

"The heavenly deities of the ten directions are as numerous as sand and dust, transforming into the realms of the ten directions, helping heaven and man..." A scripture blurted out.

"Master!" Jiaolong looked at Luo Fan tremblingly.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost!"

"This is, karma..."

Red clouds billowed, the roof of the entire Dongji Miaoyan Palace drooped, and a bigger crisis broke out.

The boundless karma made everyone breathless.

"Looking for death!" Su Bei's angry eyes widened, his wings opened and closed, and an invisible wind struck.

"Fengshen Wuying!" This move was comparable to supernatural powers, and everyone else couldn't open their eyes.

"I tried everything I could to prevent a flower from withering, and even gathering a hundred magical powers couldn't prevent impermanence from coming. Therefore, whether you want it or not, impermanence in the world is inevitable." Luo Fan said plainly. Then, with a pull in his hand, a red lotus karmic fire descended on his hand, and the invisible wind evil that could break all dharmas turned into nothingness.

"According to Buddhism, spells are no match for supernatural powers, supernatural powers are no match for karma, and karma is no match for wish power." The woman with the vision of a lotus flower came to her senses and was the first to escape, otherwise she would have no chance at all.

"Flowers don't have a hundred days to be red, and people don't have a thousand days to be good!" At this time, Da Sikong was as green as a green bamboo, with a bird body and a human face, riding two majestic purple auras, shook his head, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"In that case, you should stay here!"

"Break!" Su Bei's eyes shot fiercely, and with his wings spread, the entire palace began to fall apart.

"Zhuxian Sword Formation!" The four people in Shangguan West City did not hesitate to leave the weapons in their hands and turned them into a large formation. One was to block the impact of karma, and the other was to break the boat. They had the same idea as Subei.

The nine-color lotus throne was suddenly knocked out by Luo Fan and fell into Yan Xiaoxuan's hands.

"elder brother!"

"Let's go, your brother is now possessed by a saint and nothing will happen!" Zhang Yi pulled Yan Xiaoxuan, and the ghost valley compass in his hand turned into a golden light, wrapping them and fleeing.

"Damn it, leave me alone again!" Li Chengfeng felt the wind at his feet, and he was following behind with his giant sword.

"Luo Fan, see you at the Nine Heavens!" Seeing that everyone had left, Wei Young sacrificed a small cauldron, which was one of the nine cauldrons like Luo Fan's Yinxuan Ding, and a burst of innate water power enveloped him. go.

"Don't do any evil, and do all good!" Luo Fan was wrapped in boundless karma, as if he had passed into Nirvana.

"Luofan!" Ziyu intended to wake him up, but was blocked by a layer of causal force.

At this time, Luo Fan seemed to have traveled through time and space, and saw a terrifying battle. There were only swords, lights and swords, and magical powers, but he couldn't see the appearance of people at all.That battle can only be described as tragic, and the ancient times returned to chaos.

In the end, one person walked out, split the chaos with the Pangu banner, fixed the earth fire, geomantic omen with the Taiji map, distinguished the turbid universe, opened up the prehistoric world, and evolved the six reincarnations, endlessly.In the end, the man died unable to support the power to open up the world. The primordial spirit split the Qi of the Three Purities, and most of the body's essence and blood turned into twelve ancestor witches, and a small part circulated in the six realms of reincarnation.

"Pangu, that man is actually Pangu, and the blood essence in his body is actually Pangu's bloodline!" Luo Fan was a little shocked, and then discovered another secret.

The ancient battlefield used to cover the Eighteen Hells turned out to be a corner cut off from Zhantian Road.

The Road to Zhantian is one of the three forbidden areas in the broken world, and it actually communicates with the ancient times.

Just when Luo Fan thought the illusion was over, a divine sword suddenly flew out from the ancient times, with the sun, moon and stars engraved on one side of the sword, and mountains, rivers, and vegetation on the other.On one side of the sword hilt is written the techniques of farming and animal husbandry, and on the other side is written the strategy of unifying the world.

Then the mark of the sky appeared, and the picture was broken when it reached here.

"Who is that person?" Luo Fan seemed to see a gaze looking at him, and a feeling of blood connection emerged spontaneously.

"The cycle of cause and effect has its own definite number!" Luo Fan closed his eyes at this time, and when he opened them again, he had regained his clarity.

He found himself sitting cross-legged on the body of nine lions, and they were in the former Qibao Fangqian Forest.

"Master!" Jiaolong burst into tears.

"Oh!" The nine lions also fell to the ground in grief.

Luo Fan looked at the palm, and the mole there was surrounded by a circle of red circles, which seemed to have shrunk a little.Even the Heavenly Killing Ancestral Talisman was a little far away.

"Thank you, senior!" Luo Fan bowed to the place where the nine-color futon was.

Three days later, Luo Fan escaped from the trap, nothing could be seen here, everything was still as it was.

There was no sign of a person, and the dragon boat disappeared.It was as if everything had disappeared into the river that day.

"Let's go, I'll take you away!" The dragon turned into its own body, which was almost the same as the real dragon, except that there was no horn on its head.

The dragon asks for a name, but the nine lions must answer.

It is the great wish made by Emperor Qinghua throughout his life, and he will respond to every request.

Nine-headed lions Bingying stayed in Qibao Fangqian Forest, while Youqiu went to sea with Luofan.

"Senior Youqiu, what happened to Little Hongchen's underwater Dragon Palace?" Luo Fan felt that Youqiu was more mysterious, and he was everywhere.

"Where? You remember wrongly."

Luo Fan was a little speechless, obviously prevaricating himself.

"Senior, is there a person living in the world of mortals?" Luo Fan felt that there seemed to be the starting point of reincarnation.

"What, what did you see?" Youqiu asked a little excitedly.

"I seem to see a hazy figure." Luo Fan almost fell off his body.

"Then you must have read it wrong." Youqiu said as he tapped the faucet.

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Luo Fan had nothing to do, and the two fell silent afterwards.

The Demon City, one of the two capitals of the Broken Boundary, is composed of layers of walls, surrounded by red walls and yellow tiles.The temples are erected and the landscape is densely covered.There are not only tall and majestic palaces, but also courtyard houses with blue bricks and gray tiles; there are not only the rippling three seas, but also the tall and beautiful Jingshan Mountains.

Incomparably beautiful, luxurious and luxurious.And the people here seem to have torn the skin off, revealing a bloody smell everywhere.

"Who is coming!"

"Luo Fan, the representative of Shenshan!" Luo Fan jumped off the body of Youqiu, and took out a token with a virtual character engraved on it. Today, there is no need to conceal his identity.

A day later, a news spread throughout the Broken Realm that Luo Fan, as the representative of Shenshan Mountain, came riding a dragon, and suddenly the situation rose again.

When Luo Fan walked into the city, he paid special attention to every look in his eyes. No one here was a mortal, but all cultivators.

An ordinary palace stands in the center of the magic city, with two large characters "Magic Palace" written on it.

The door was open, and rows of guards lined up with spears in their hands, as if waiting for Luo Fan's arrival.

"Kill!" roared neatly, all the guards raised their spears high and blocked Luo Fan in a cross shape.

"What kind of tricks are you doing!" Youqiu was a little dissatisfied. Logically speaking, Luo Fan is a representative of Shenshan, so he shouldn't be treated like this.

The invisible murderous aura seemed to form an invisible wall on the steps.

"Humph—" Luo Fan snorted coldly, raised his palm, and the Heavenly Killing Ancestral Talisman suddenly burst out with a powerful murderous aura.

"呵—" All the spears were folded by this invisible murderous aura, and Luo Fan walked up step by step.

Surrounded by a horrifying murderous aura.

"Remove the armor!" A young man appeared at the entrance of the hall, and a high-spirited fighting spirit enveloped Luo Fan.

(End of this chapter)