The back door of my house is open to floods

"Dao Zunrong, although Zhuyang King Li Wei is as powerful as a dragon now, the resistance will only increase. According to what the patriarchs of the sect said, there are more and more great immortals in the Red Dharma lineage. They are walking around. On the battlefield of Shangzhou, there are dozens of immortals who have been exiled, and there are dozens of other immortals. Such a huge movement, the disciple is really disturbed...

We, the disciples of the Chengyuan Immortal Sect, are full of evil spirits, and we are still unable to get out of the big event. Please also have mercy on our disciples, and give us a way to eliminate the disaster, so that we can avoid this killing! "

Fang Yi is a daring opportunist, but even his courage is frightening.

Those immortals with profound Taoism are on the battlefield. One moment they were still showing off their power, and the next moment, a few restrained immortals jumped out and killed them. Daoxing turned into a painting cake, which makes people startled.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

Lin Yuan glanced at Fang Yi with a half-smile, and Fang Yi smiled bitterly. He was not like those red-eyed immortals, or those great immortals who were obsessed with money and didn't know how to advance or retreat.

The two real dragons crushed each other, and he was not the only one who made a fortune among them. Many immortals with excellent luck were born on the battlefield, and even crossed the Nine Great Passes from the north without any damage. Many benefits are extracted.

It's just one stop in Shangzhou, and most of these cheap pickers have fallen!

The powerhouse of Wutong Sect made a move.

The Wutong Sect also practiced the Dao of Calamity and Luck, and he liked the immortals who were pregnant with catastrophe. The immortal who came from the Wutong Sect seemed to be targeting these immortals.

If he hadn't been reminded by the Holy Mother of the Nine Infants, Shangzhou would have fallen in the first battle!

"If you don't prove the Profound Sage, it's hard to escape the catastrophe!"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Lin Yuan's expression remained unchanged,

The catastrophe of heaven and earth was conceived by the general trend of heaven, not to mention other immortals, even Xuansheng Daozun may not be able to completely stay out of it.

Especially when encountering immeasurable calamity.

Lin Yuan pondered slightly, raised his head and glanced at the former subordinate. "Forget it, you are the god under this seat after all, I will give you a few things to save your life, as long as you hold yourself upright and don't get greedy, you will be able to retreat completely!"

With a wave of the big sleeve, several streaks of aura fell, and three or four magic weapons shining with tyrannical aura appeared in the void.

Those were some stocks that Lin Yuan refined before he was certified as Daojun. They were originally intended to be consigned to Wanbaolou, but they have been piled up in a corner after being certified as Daojun, and they have never played a role.

These magic weapons are all magic weapons refined from some precious spiritual materials in the prehistoric period, they are extremely valuable, and two of them contain innate fresh energy and some blessing energy.

For example, the God of Qi Transformation, Baolian, can be used by Fang Yi in the future when he is going through the catastrophe of the immortals.

One of them also contains a trace of Daoist power.

With these treasures of protection, coupled with Fang Yi's prudence, survival is not difficult.

After all, Fang Yi has never done anything for him, so it can be regarded as giving Fang Yi a future!

Seeing the magic weapons with powerful spiritual light flying towards him, Fang Yi was startled, his expression was also overjoyed, he folded his sleeves into his arms, seeing Lin Yuan disappear in a single step, he hastily saluted.

"Disciple, thank you Taoist for your care!"

"Is that the Daoist in the sect?"

Seeing this scene, many young boys and girls on the hillside immediately reflected, their eyes were stunned, and they were even more surprised. The Taoist priest from the sect in front of him arrived, and the casualties of the Chengyuan Immortal Sect would be greatly reduced.

Turning his gaze away, he could not stop showing envy when he saw Fang Yi's several magic weapons with great ingenuity.

This Senior Brother Fang Yi is really a lucky fate!

In the past when the Chengyuan Sect wiped out Taixu Temple, Fang Yi led the team, and once obtained a part of the inheritance seal of Taixu Temple's orthodoxy in the secret realm of Taixu Temple, another part of the secret method, and an innate magic weapon Taixu Realm .

Afterwards, there were chances one after another. In this catastrophe, among the many disciples and elders of the Chengyuan Immortal Sect, only the ancestor Chengyuan, Fan Yunzi's harvest may be enough to compare with this senior brother Fang Yi, even Yan Qing can't compare superior.

Coupled with the treasure bestowed by the Taoist priest, after this calamity, the Taoism will be even more terrifying!

……

Lin Yuan came all the way from Shangzhou to the capital of God. Along the way, he saw the elongated soldiers of the Flying Wing Army. There are Renshui Taoist, Raging Fire Heavenly Immortal, Longloach Heavenly Immortal, Tongxuan Heavenly Immortal and other immortals.

Although the nine ancestors of the Chengyuan Immortal Sect were not damaged, some of them were seriously injured and were not in the army, including the ancestor Chengyuan. According to Fang Yi, the ancestor Chengyuan almost fell in the Shangzhou battlefield.

Lin Yuan headed to the capital of the gods, swaggered straight into the capital of the gods, he was going to meet an old friend, end a past, and meet that elder brother by the way!

Chapter 871

Dongyue Shenzhou, in a chaotic gap

After the Yuanyang sage was injured, he did not choose to return to his old lair, the central Huangting Shenzhou.

The secrets of Dongyue Shenzhou are chaotic, and the innate torrent is the best place to hide.

In the chaos, a quiet cave filled with the rhythm of the avenue outlines a corner in the chaos.

In the Taoist palace, the Yuanyang sage was surrounded by a rich purple-gold fairy light. Although the purple-gold fairy light was dim, there was an incomparably fierce ferocity. The Hunyuan Dao body melted faintly in the purple-gold fairy light Part of it is divided into chaos, with strong yin and yang black and white lines.

If any Xuansheng Taoist faced this terrifying power of the Great Dao, he could only sit back and watch himself being completely destroyed by the residual immortal light, and could only choose the true spirit to escape from reincarnation. If it was too late, he would be There is a fear of falling.

"This kind of fairy light is too grand, but fortunately, the sage of heaven has the protection of heaven!"

The Yuanyang sage looked heavy, and the Tiandao sage could continuously borrow the power of the heavenly way to baptize his body after being injured.

If Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian suffered this blow, he doesn't know how long it will take to recover.

Saints are not easily injured, and once they are truly injured, it will take a very long time to recover.

To a certain extent, the Heavenly Dao Saint is indeed stronger than the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The difficulty of proving the sage of the Dao of Heaven is still higher than that of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

The Yuanyang sage used the radiance of the heavenly dao that he rotated to gradually force out the purple-gold fairy light, cut it off, and finally melted into the void.

And as the price for eradicating this group of purple-gold immortal light, he spent a lot of power, and it may take a while to recover.

"Taoist Taixiao!"

Saint Yuanyang's eyes were deep, and the "Yuanyang Dao Scroll" appeared out of thin air in his hand.

This battle was completely beyond the expectations of Yuanyang Shengren, and the tyranny of the opponent's Taoism was beyond his expectation.

For this reason, he now has to hide in Dongyue Shenzhou.

But now he is not without advantages. Now the sage Taixiao is in the light, and he is in the dark. Although he is at a disadvantage, it is more convenient.

"That's good, I can finally calm down and prepare for the saint's later breakthrough!"

The Yuanyang sage didn't have too much loss on his expression, but there was a rare trace of determination in his eyes!

A saint doesn't care about gains and losses overnight, as long as he has not fallen, there is always hope of getting everything back.

And he has a great hope of breaking through the late saint.