Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 116: After all, it’s hard to settle.

The dragon palace collapsed, the sacred furnace stood quietly in the ruins, and the astonishing Dao fire burned out how many powerful creatures who came to worship the ancestor dragon.

There are many more powerful demons who have not been burned to death are struggling and wailing in the flames. For a while, the gorgeous Crystal Palace has also been used as a Shura field.

The ancestral dragon's mana is so high that it is no different in the prehistoric times. Seeing such a tragic situation, it is also a drop of blood in my heart. After all, many of the creatures who were burned to death were his dragon sons and grandchildren, and his direct blood.

But I saw Zulong roaring loudly, and the sound of the voice was all over the world. The Hongmeng God and Demon, born before the opening of the universe, originally had the insight into the creation of the Yuanshi, and it was impossible to measure the magical powers. The roar was indeed earth-shattering, deafening in the boundless sea of ​​suffering.

So some of the monsters and dragons who were trapped in the fire were suddenly blessed to their hearts, and they gave birth to a force out of thin air, gritted their teeth and rushed out of the ocean to escape to the sky.

But this roar also exhausted the Ancestral Dragon Yuanshen's mana, and the whole person was on the spot.

Suddenly there was a singing voice in the sea, which was faint at first, and then became clearer. Immediately there was a crack in the boundless fire, and a gentle and elegant young man walked out, with a little phoenix hanging on his shoulder, but his eyes seemed to be chaotically enlightened, boundless.

"There are no images in the ten directions, and the six paths are absolutely nowhere. Jumping out of the three realms, not among the five elements. Ancestral Daoist friend, poor Dao Qingxuan." The young man made a Dao song and then bowed to Zulong.

He is a Taoist, not a supreme. He still has some respect for the innate **** and demon of the great enlightenment, but unfortunately, the time is not good, and he is not a Taoist. In the end, he is a mirror flower, and he teaches people to sigh with regret.

Ancestral dragon is a great supernatural power, with extraordinary eyesight, how can you not look at the debut of the people who raise their hands and feet are all in harmony. He took a sigh of relief and leaned slightly and said, "Brother Dao has any advice."

The young man smiled and said: "I don't dare to learn, but I have to borrow something from Brother Dao."

Zulong's heart suddenly burst. He knew the blessings and blessings in the dark. He already understood that he could not help but smiled sadly: "I don't know where to offend Dao brother, so I want me to cultivate and become a picture cake." /

Shen Lian smiled and said: "The gods and demons who usually die in the hands of fellow Taoists think so too."

Although he was smiling, Zu Long gave birth to a boundless chill.

After all, this dominating and predominant **** king refused to hold his hands, and transformed into a nine-clawed dragon, like the incarnation of a great road, full of boundless power, as if it could turn the world upside down with a tail.

Shen Lian recites the Dao Jue in a soft voice, and the divine furnace produces endless suction.

The nine-clawed divine dragon actually kept shrinking and entered the sacred furnace. After that, it screamed and turned into pure and extremely life essence.

When this ancestor dragon died, the dragons in the heaven and the earth felt the sense, and they all shed tears for no reason.

The dragon is the **** of rain, and they are mournful together. In this wild world, the heavy rain suddenly poured down, and it just kept on, giving birth to a flood of destruction.

This prehistoric water, once flooded, is not water for later generations. Among them, the congenital sunflower water is extremely rich. If it weren't for extremely powerful creatures, or talented supernatural powers, they couldn't stop the flood and would directly corrode the soul.

Shen Lian, the instigator, did not create boundless killings.

It's just the definite number of birth and death, as it is.

The mystery, if it is not for the Taoist master, where can I understand it?

A furnace of Ancestral Dragon Essence, all the miscellaneous gas is removed by the Daohuo in the furnace, to the purest.

With a wave of the sleeve of Shen Lian's robe, the divine furnace shrank and entered the cuff.

Then Zhuxian Jianqi attacked and killed again, silently.

Shen Lian didn't notice for a while, and a strand of hair was cut off.

The little phoenix on his shoulder was trembling with fright.

Shen Lian didn't feel annoyed, smiled, and a ray of innate sword aura of five colors popped out of his fingers, flying out tens of thousands of miles away.

Here is the boundless world, like chaos, only an ancient **** standing on the shore, it is the Shangqing Taoist master. As soon as the five-color sword aura appeared, the colors of the void here became gorgeous, giving birth to a colorful world, and many living creatures were transformed into a fairyland.

The Shangqing Taoist master was not blinded by the scenery, and he took a breath, and the colorful world turned into ashes.

It's just that there was this obstacle, and Shen Lian couldn't discern whereabouts for a while.

The Daoist of the Shangqing Dynasty contemplated slightly, stepping across the horizon, and appeared in the desolate Tiannan, where there is an undead volcano, and he keeps talking all year round. The mountains are full of plane trees and many phoenixes inhabit.

A very delicate peacock walks in the mountains, and the surrounding phoenixes gently avoid it when they see it.

The peacock is extremely aloof, but the pattern on its body is very beautiful, with a vaguely colorful halo cover.

Suddenly the peacock stopped because of a person in front of him.

Shangqing Taoist master glanced at Peacock and said, "May I be my teacher."

There was confusion in the eyes of Peacock. I don't know how much this man came from. He actually uttered wild words to him, the son of the Phoenix ancestor, to accept him as an apprentice.

The peacock shook his head and looked at Dao Master Shangqing with cold eyes.

Shangqing Taoist said: "You will regret it after all."

The peacock didn't know what the person meant, but was vaguely lost. But he did not know that he refused to apprentice, so he decided that he would be surrendered by Daobao Daoist, the first disciple of the Shangqing Taoist ~ IndoMTL.com~ Until a long time later, Peacock knew that there was a glimmer of hope for change today, but was missed.

Tao Master Shangqing took another step and entered the Immortal Hall, where Feng Zu seemed to be waiting early. She smiled bitterly: "My son is a blessing."

Shangqing Taoist said: "Phoenix is ​​virtuous, but I don't have to try my Zhuxian sword."

Fengzu's expression is complicated, but he knows that this is an excellent ending. She was born with immortality, but when she encountered Zhuxianjian, this magical power would not work.

Zhu Xian has nothing but kills, and nothing never kills. Except for the Taoist master, no one can escape.

Fengzu didn't struggle either, a raging flame burst out of his body, and finally burned out. This is the complete Nirvana, leaving only a pure flame, which is uncertain.

Shangqing Taoist said: "I will accept this nirvana method. In the future, when Duobao learns about it, he will repay your son a predestined method."

The matter of Buddha's Nirvana and transcendence is related to today's Shangqing Taoist taking the Phoenix Nirvana method.

The Taoist originally transcended the world and annihilated the past.

But now it manifests again, it is indeed necessary to re-weave cause and effect. In the end, there is me in you, and you in me, until everything is destroyed, the existence of the nine Taoists is completely detached and there is no trace.

The peacock lost its meaning on the mountain road and stays for a long time. I remembered asking my mother, and rushed back to the Immortal Hall. He was the son of Feng Zu, and naturally no one stopped him.

Go straight into the hall, only to see a ray of flame.

The mother and child are connected, and the peacock immediately understands the cause and effect. Very sad.

Feng Zu's voice rang in his ear, and the soul of Feng Zu's remnant was just waiting for him.

"My son can cultivate the five-color divine light, but cannot comprehend the law of Nibbana."

These were Feng Zu's last words, and the peacock nodded silently.

The soul thought seemed to be just waiting for this moment, after the peacock nodded, it disappeared completely.

The peacock's eyes have ups and downs.