The mortal's candle dragon opens the sky

Nearly ten huge funnels were condensing and rotating, turning the desert within tens of millions of miles upside down.

The largest of them was in Xuyang, where the evil wind outside the funnel brought with it a flickering space storm, sweeping out masses of quicksand in the desert, like floating pieces of land. The criss-crossing meteorite marrow buried thousands of feet underground also suffered the disaster, being twisted into a dough twist and torn out with endless silk cracking sounds. Countless scorpion and insect monsters that had managed to survive here were in bad luck, and many of them were crushed and consumed by this irresistible force in their sleep, leaving no trace of their bodies.

In the eye of the funnel wind, Xuyang looked up and opened his mouth expressionlessly, swallowing the colorful star column that spanned the sky above him like a glutton, and the starlight in his eyes gradually filled up.

Naturally, he heard the two roars that resounded through the heavens and earth in the distance, and he also discovered that this strange desert should be a forbidden area with formations set up in the "Cang Xuan Sect" mentioned by the other party, either for refining treasures or gathering essence.

But he had no intention of paying attention to the other party or stopping, and he turned a deaf ear to the dying curses of countless immortal beasts and monsters below.

It's not that he has no mercy and deliberately kills for fun, but they are uninvited guests who have entered a strange place, and it is also a forbidden place of an unknown sect. It is impossible to reason with them. They must absorb the essence of heaven and earth as soon as possible to make up for the loss of physical power.

On the way to the True Immortal Realm after breaking out of the space-time storm, they had very bad luck. The fork in the corridor they chose led to a spatial cliff with no way forward. Therefore, escaping from the Netherworld Maze was not their own choice. Instead, they fell out without any warning a few days ago.

As soon as they left the protection of the Netherworld Tunnel, they were directly drawn into an extremely terrifying space turbulence. They didn't have any time to react. If it weren't for Xuyang, Tianfeng and Meiyao, all of whom were true spirits who were proficient in the laws of space, the three of them would have worked together to support a temporary space channel. If it weren't for the Golden Dragon King in Meiyao's body who was willing to sacrifice a great deal of his own essence to pass on his magic power, even a few ordinary Golden Immortals who had opened up the thirty-six immortal orifices would have surely died in there. There was no chance of escape.

It took them half a month to finally break out of the space turbulence. It was a blessing in disguise as they were carried away by the turbulence and drifted across several interface groups that were ten times the size of Xiaonanzhou. They directly arrived at an interface barrier that was so vague that no curved edge could be seen. However, it was so strong and stable that it was despairing. Mei Yao almost died by hitting her head on it.

At the last moment, all the true spirits including He Kang, who had just stabilized his immortal body, were almost exhausted. Only Xuyang had some spare strength because his magic power was constantly replenished by the Mother Qi Cave. Who else but me?

Xuyang immediately consumed the time pattern at all costs, and performed the Soul Retrieval six times in succession, using the Yin-Yang Mixed Hole Divine Light and the Origin True Fire to clear a way for everyone. In a madman, he replenished and consumed all his magic power six times in one breath, and his spiritual power was even damaged. Only then did he break through the fetal membrane barrier of the True Immortal Realm and the restrictions of this unknown formation and appear here.

In the end, only a faint illusory outline remained of the Time Pattern, with only a little seed left to be rebuilt.

They are all from the True Spirit lineage. In the True Immortal Realm, if they are not considered heretics, they are definitely walking treasure troves that everyone covets. It is like ten dragons in the transformation stage breaking into the heart of the starry sea. No matter which force this so-called "Cang Xuan Sect" belongs to, whether it is a sect under the Heavenly Court, or other wild fairyland forces that do not respect the Heavenly Court, they have no reason to argue with the other party, and naturally they have to do their best to restore their true essence as soon as possible.

As for those local monsters that had died so tragically in ignorance, did they seem to be of the same species? Regardless of their size or rank, they all had silver, gold, or pale gray shells, fine insect legs, and three pairs of protruding compound eyes.

Their souls are still relatively clear and most of them have awakened their intelligence. Nearly a hundred of them have reached the stage of refining the void and integrating the body. They may be by-products of some kind of 'breeding' formation, and there are no Mahayana-level beings.

Moreover, it seems to be some kind of wild alien species with great potential, but none of them can transform into a human form.

To them, Xuyang can only say sorry silently, it’s your bad luck!

Nearly ten huge funnels were wreaking havoc on the outskirts of the area. A magnificent golden light was spreading all over the place. Xuyang and his men did not waste any time, but only gained a dozen breaths of time.

The noise made here in Xuyang was the loudest, so naturally the newcomers came here first. The golden light stopped when it reached the outer edge of the funnel that pierced the sky and the earth, and then began to shrink madly. In a moment, it condensed into a thousand-foot-tall giant red-gold one-eyed Pixiu. The one eye was light gold, and it looked mechanical and wooden, without any emotion. It was obviously a puppet.

At this moment, two burly and fat monks, more than ten feet tall, stood on top of the Pixiu with grim faces.

Although the two men had completely different faces, their figures and appearances seemed to be very similar because they shared the same martial arts skills. They both had thick hands and feet like copper pillars, wore square crowns on their heads, and wore exquisite armor that matched the color of the stars falling from the void. Their fat abdomens were almost as wide as their height.

On their thick necks and wrists, they wore a constantly vibrating and rotating golden ring artifact, and the vast and pure fairy energy gushed out from their bodies unrestrainedly.

Although the figures of the two seemed incomparably small compared to the red-gold Pixiu and the funnel storm that reached the sky and the earth, their aura was so pervasive that it was as if two huge golden mountains stood in the void, emitting suffocating and sharp auras. Even compared to the powerful auras of nearly ten people hidden in the storm group, they were not at all inferior.

The few scorpion monsters that survived the funnel storm were fleeing frantically in all directions. Because their six compound eyes on the top of their heads were bulging towards the sky, they saw the red-gold Pixiu lying across the void while they were running for their lives. A mixture of hatred and relief appeared in their compound eyes, but they did not stop. Instead, they fled even harder.

"Damn it! The center of the Star Sand Desert Gathering Formation has been destroyed, and most of the Star Yuan Scorpions that gathered millions of miles around the center of the formation have been destroyed. There are only you and me who have been stationed here for a thousand years. Neither of us understands the art of formations, and we are unable to repair the formation. It has been destroyed by this group of uninvited guests. The quota of Immortal Yuan Stones and Star Yuan Crystal Cores that should be handed in this time is definitely not enough!

How are you and I going to report back to the sect after three hundred years? If I fail the job assessment, not only will I be punished once, but my Dao Gong income will be cut in half within ten thousand years. It will be impossible for me to collect 100,000 Dao Gong and get the Xingyuan Xisha Pill. It will be difficult to get rid of the evil spirit! Do you want me to die! ? Go! Go in! I will grind them to ashes one by one! To eliminate the hatred in my heart! It is best to kill them all and imprison their Yuanshen and hand them over. In this way, maybe when I hand over my job, I will have a little room for maneuver with the deacon elders. "

At this moment, one of the fat armored monks glanced down with a grim face. The slightly sparse scorpion insect monsters made him even more irritable. He turned around and said these words to his companions in a grim tone.

Then he stepped on the Pixiu, and a more powerful and pure spiritual power rose from his body, circulated in the void, and then returned to the golden rings on his limbs and neck. The five golden rings suddenly glowed brightly and began to twist, and countless huge mysterious runes emerged from them.

However, these runes did not disappear, but instead condensed and transformed into countless layers of complex pattern arrays that quickly nested together.

The two pieces turned into two strange crystal clear shoulder armors, which spread and fell rapidly, quickly closing in and wrapping up his upper body.

Two of them turned into two golden hammers held in his hands, and the last one at the neck remained unchanged in its original form, but flew out of the body, absorbed countless runes, and then grew rapidly in size, turning into a thick golden ring that protected it firmly.

Then a layer of pure silver-white color appeared on this person's body, which was extremely bright, like the bright moon in the night sky.

What is even more peculiar is that dozens of brighter spots of light suddenly emerged under this layer of silver light, and the light almost outshines the stars in the sky!
At this time, the Pixiu under the feet of the two men seemed to have received some kind of instructions. It suddenly opened its mouth and roared towards the sky, making the same layered chanting sounds again.

The decree of heaven's punishment shall bring all things back to their original state!
The mysterious shaft shines brightly, and the vast ocean lies beneath the surface!
Then the Pixiu moved its four legs and stomped hard in the air. As it shook its head and wagged its tail, a golden light a thousand feet thick burst out from its body again and rushed directly towards the funnel storm in front of it!
Rumble!
Amid the violent shock that resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the space storms outside the funnel could not withstand the slightest and were forcibly extinguished. The wind stopped, the rain stopped, everything came to a standstill, and a golden light channel with no end in sight was forcibly laid out inside the funnel.

At this time, the Pixiu under the feet of the two men roared again, stepped on its hind hooves, and entered the passage.

The raging wind whistled and quickly retreated backwards. The other fat monk who had been silent the whole time, whose face was slightly more handsome than his companions, grinned and hissed, thinking to himself:

"You need Xing Yuan Xi Sha Dan. I just reached the Golden Immortal realm less than ten thousand years ago, so it's too early for me to lose my evil spirits. I'll just deduct my Dao power and earn more! There's no need to fight with the strange enemies who broke into the formation! I just roughly sensed these auras, and they don't seem to be easy to deal with! At least ten True Immortals!
Forget it, who made this guy the official! With the five Xuanmu Golden Ring Immortal Weapons, I don't think my life will be in danger even if I can't defeat him. At most, I can just spend some effort to drive him away! What bad luck! Next time I go to the Daogong Hall to take up a position, I must bribe the deacon elders. I must not take up a position with this lunatic who is facing a bad luck. In order to survive, I dare to fight two against ten. What if there are thugs from the Samsara Hall inside?"

Although he was constantly complaining in his heart, he did not say anything to stop it. He curled his lips with a flickering look in his eyes, and reluctantly summoned five golden rings to bless his body. At the same time, in the whistling gale, he said indifferently:

“Brother Miao Shan, although I am a disciple of the Wanfa Guizang lineage in the Tianxing Palace just like you, except for the ability to fight, I am not proficient in most of the other ten thousand ways. However, I am quite afraid of death, and I have also practiced the immortal art of ‘listening to the heaven and earth’. From these enemies who broke into this formation, I have sensed the aura of many law powers from afar, especially the one in the storm in front of you. You’d better not underestimate him!
If I accidentally flip the car, three hundred years later, I, Junior Brother, will not be able to open the main array eye of the Star Sand Desert Gathering Array by myself, and I will not be able to take out the immortal essence stones refined inside. I will not be able to complete my mission, and I will have to go directly to the Hall of Confession and face the wall for at least ten thousand years! Don't harm me!"

Miao Shan, who was standing by, couldn't help but tremble when she heard this. She glanced at this side with dissatisfaction, and then snorted coldly:

"Brother Wujiu, why are you talking so much? You are actually afraid of a mere True Immortal Realm enemy. So what if there are ten of them? Am I afraid that with just me and you, the other party can't defeat them? You are so cowardly and afraid of things. You are simply bringing shame to our Tianxing Palace!
If you are afraid of death, you can just wait outside. I don't require you to help me. But if you really want to flee from the battlefield, don't blame me for marking you as a coward and for watching the sect's forbidden land be destroyed when I hand you over. By then, you may have to go to the confession hall as well!"

The fat and handsome monk became furious upon hearing this, but he knew that he was living under someone else's roof and could not turn hostile. He could only lower his head slightly and snorted to express his dissatisfaction. However, a hint of coldness flashed in his lowered eyes, and he began to think about how to find an opportunity to trick the other party after fooling him with the present matter.

Time passed in a flash. At this moment, Xuyang in the Eye of the Wind had recovered 30% of his magic power in the time that mattered. At the same time, he was tightly holding the Star Banner in his palm. The seemingly endless source of Xuanbao flowed through his palm and was madly transformed into various laws of power by the jade pendant, filling every part of his body. In just a short while, the time pattern in his body had lit up again.

But the most important thing is that the ten mysterious orifices of the exhausted physical body are now revived like a long-awaited rain.

"Xuyangzi, do you need Yunyaozi and I to move over and help you?"

At this time, King Golden Dragon and Heavenly Phoenix arrived through telepathy.

"No need! Just focus on recovering yourselves. You don't have the same life treasure as me. You can't recover much in such a short time. If you come, I will have to distract myself to look after you."

"It's almost enough!" Xuyang muttered to himself. At this moment, he turned around calmly, and the golden light from the eye of the wind in front of him came in, and his eyes met those of the two fat monks.

"You're looking for death! How dare you break into my Cang Xuan Sect's forbidden area? Didn't your elders teach you who is in charge of this Nanming Continent? Are you a Xuanxian?"

As soon as Miao Shan met Xuyang, she immediately started cursing with a hideous grin, but facing Xuyang's gaze as if he was looking at a dead person, and the mysterious light on his body that was many times brighter than his own, her words gradually stopped and her expression froze.

"No! It's not a Xuanxian! It's a real dragon!"

The fat monk with a delicate face had a serious look since they met. He stared at the two dragon horns on Xuyang's forehead that looked like tree branches. It was hard to tell whether his expression was excitement or suspicion. He asked in a deep voice, word by word:

"This fairyland has been in ruins since tens of millions of years ago. How come there are still remnants left? Where are you from?" (End of this chapter)