All Lords: I Created The Mythical Heaven!

Lu Yun only felt a heat flowing through his body.

It passes through the body, limbs, bones, meridians and acupuncture points, and finally converges on a keel on the back spine. It flows upwards and rushes directly into the Zifu Lingtai.

There is a person sitting in the spiritual platform.

A miniature version of Xiao Yuanying that looks exactly like Lu Yun.

In the spotlight.

Click.

A crisp sound spread clearly throughout the entire audience.

"He actually broke through on the spot."

"No, it's more like Cang He has accumulated a lot, and his foundation cannot go any further. He will naturally break through to the next level."

Hou Ji stroked his beard, feeling extremely satisfied.

"A monk in the Void Refining Stage who is less than a hundred years old."

"Cang He's strength from the Gaoyang Imperial Clan is even more terrifying."

As soon as these words came out, all the juniors present who were in a similar realm to Cang He suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

The whole place fell into silence.

When Lu Yun was in the stage of becoming a god, he had already punched the imperial clan and kicked the real dragon.

Now that I am ringing the spring drum and receiving the blessings from the ancient Emperor of Heaven, I am even stronger.

OK.

I don’t dare to think about Lu Yun’s current strength.

at this time.

The shackles of the Void Refining Stage that were originally deliberately kept were suddenly broken by the spring spirit of [saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new] given by the God of Spring Jumang!

"Return to the void, Yuanshen."

Lu Yun murmured two words in his mouth.

Yuanying, who was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual platform, gradually had a new understanding in his heart.

at this time.

Lu Yun looked inside and found that all the acupuncture points in his body were filled with the energy of dragon and tiger, harmony of yin and yang.

[Send farewell to the old and welcome the new, the world welcomes spring]

Boom!

A touch of spring hidden in Lu Yunling Platform quickly entangled Nascent Soul, and a massive amount of creation vitality continued to emerge.

next moment.

The aura around Nascent Soul became extremely active, as if there were countless tiny spring thunders dancing on the surface of life.

The light around Yuanying became more and more dazzling.

Gradually transforming from the physical form into a dazzling ball of light, this is the precursor of the transformation of Yuanying into Yuanshen.

Boom.

It was replaced by a purer and more powerful ideology - Yuan Shen.

Yuanshen is more transparent than Yuanying.

As if composed of pure thoughts and souls, it has broader perception and stronger control.

Lu Yun felt that he was more closely connected with the world and had a deeper understanding of the laws of nature.

"The soul is complete."

Lu Yun stretched out his hand to hold it, and the soul in the spiritual platform also made a gesture of holding it.

A whole new world suddenly opened up before our eyes.

A very important criterion in the Void Refining Stage is that the Nascent Soul in the body is fully transformed into the Soul.

From then on.

Even if the physical body is unfortunately damaged in a fight, the soul sitting cross-legged on the spiritual platform can still reshape a physical body that fits perfectly.

Not to mention small paths such as seizing one's body and attaining nirvana.

"It will be more convenient to move around in the future. You can even consume merit coins to evolve a dharma body and sit in the Beiyin underworld."

For a moment.

Lu Yun thought of many, many things.

Moreover, it is more convenient for monks who transform into the form of the soul to comprehend the laws or the great road.

The imperial aura and magic power are also wielded like arms.

"Have you really reached the Void Refining Stage?"

The great shaman Sanmiao who followed Yu Jun had his eyes twinkling and he was performing a series of obscure witchcraft spells in his hands.

A simple altar was built on the spot.

He wanted to take a peek.

What is the secret of Cang He's soul in the refining stage? Maybe some memories can be read.

The ancestor of the Gaoyang Imperial Clan, Emperor Zhuanxu, single-handedly planned the Tian Jue Di Tong, and was on the opposite side of the Jiuli Witch Sect.

"The Jiuli Witch Cult, which has been inherited for millions of years, developed to its peak under the hands of Emperor Chiyou."

"It couldn't be easier to deceive the protection of some earthly and divine beings."

As Chi Wu spoke, several colorful Gu worms in his hand were thrown onto the altar.

Several great witches who were in the realm of earthly immortals nearby vomited a wisp of blood from their hearts at the same time, vomited it on the altar, and said plausibly:

"Jiuli Witch Cult, communicating with divine witches."

Buzz buzz.

The colorful Gu worms, their eyes lit up red, cautiously rushed to the Panchun Terrace.

Rushing towards Lu Yun's new spirit.

Bang bang bang!

A layer of green light flashed, resisting the poisonous insects of Jiuli Witch Cult, making an inexplicable gnawing sound.

Stopped abruptly.

"The blessing of Emperor Jumang?"

"It was expected."

Chi Wu moved his body, and there was a crisp crackling sound, and he turned to look at the altar.

My heart skipped a beat.

He also poured out his heart's content and raised greedy colorful Gu insects on the altar, preparing to destroy Gou Mang's blessing.

That touch of spring has already turned into Cang He's promotion qualifications.

Now for this.

There is only a trace of blessing that cannot be observed in the form, he and a dozen other earthly immortals and wizards.

Grind for a while and a half.

The painstaking efforts of dozens of great witches can also rub away the water without a source, and bring blessings like a rootless tree.

Three hours.

In at most three hours, these Gu insects fed by Chi Wu can wear off a thin layer of protective spiritual light.

…

Emperor Shun, Hou Ji and other immortal gods looked around and successively placed some protective auras around Cang He.

It is a special moment to advance to the Void Refining Stage.

The souls of ordinary monks are easily attacked. Fortunately, they are good people who will fight to the end.

One person gave Cang He a layer of protective aura.

that's all.

Chi Wu and the other great shamans of the Sanmiao witch dynasty looked at the "Cang He" Yuan Shen who was protecting the body with layers of auras in bewilderment.

"you……"

He looked at the protective aura that had just worn away half of its light.

The great witches were all so angry that they spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. They were just so angry.

After a while.

Lu Yun stood near the spring drum, bowed slightly and saluted the surrounding gods, and left the ring without looking back.

Upstairs in the Chaotian Tower, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

only left with.

Yu Jun, Chi Wu and other great witches from the Sanmiao witch dynasty looked messily at Cang He who was surrounded by the Gaoyang imperial clan.

…

On the way.

Wait until you are out of the Chaotian Que range.

Nan Zheng, the god of heaven, grabbed a bunch of small Gu insects swimming around Lu Yun and squeezed them to death.

"How many years have passed."

"The great shaman of Jiuli Witch Cult has not improved at all. He is still the same as before."

"It's generous enough to make people laugh."

God Nanzheng disdainfully crushed the few remaining pupae and sneered.

Early on the field.

Nanzheng and Cangshu had been staring closely at the Sanmiao Great Witch near Yu Jun, and they could clearly see these little moves.

but.

Because the Great Witch of Sanmiao trembled and vomited his heart and blood and spent his life to refine Gu worms.

Nan Zheng and Cang Shu did not expose it to their faces.

Anyway, the enemy is bleeding.

Put more.

Only by sacrificing life span and losing a few great witches would they be in line with their wishes.

Lu Yun was speechless, and with a pair of faintly shining eyes, he had already noticed Chi Wu's small movements.

but.

At the same time, Lu Yun also noticed that there were hundreds of layers of protective spiritual light on his body.

Underneath Jumang's aura are countless protective auras. Those little bugs can't bite them for a lifetime.

Wait until the people of the Gaoyang Imperial Clan.

Returning to the mansion he bought in Kamusaka Tengu, Lu Yuncai asked about his confusion:

"Is there any connection between the Spring God and this Mount Tai ceremony?"

Without him, what a coincidence.

Everything happened just in time to go to Mount Tai for the Zen Ceremony before and after the Spring Festival.