Proving the Tao in a dream, counting the immortal cultivators at the beginning

Since then, she has been completely reborn and completely different from ordinary people.

And now.

Lynch is now taking the most important and dangerous step from breaking through from Jindan to Nascent Soul.

Turn all the flesh and blood, magic power, and supernatural powers into merits to conceive and raise the birth of the Nascent Soul.

It needs careful care and polishing, like walking on thin ice.

I don't know how long the whole process will take.

But in general, the last step of pregnancy takes longer.

The Nascent Soul that is born will become stronger and stronger.

Some people can even cross the small realm of fetal breath in one step.

Just after breaking through to Nascent Soul, he can breathe and become clear, and he is only half a step away from the small realm of Shenyou.

But a pity.

Lynch didn't have much time for the final pregnancy.

"30 years, at most another 30 years."

"Qingyang should be able to grasp the opportunity to break through to become a god."

"In between, you have to become a Nascent Soul."

"End this fight."

The voice of Emperor Qitian reached Lynch's ears.

He sits in the eight-door green cable formation, manipulating the formation, like a giant octopus entrenched in the starry sky.

Mobilizing the tentacles in turn, bombarding Qingyang Shengzi.

At the same time, with supreme wisdom, he is controlling the circulation of Qingyang Shengzi's breath.

It is deduced when Qingyang Shengzi will be able to make a breakthrough.

And 30 years is the safe time deduced by Emperor Qitian.

"30 years?"

"It's enough."

Lynch remained unwavering and continued to immerse himself in the final pregnancy.

But in the starry sky, the fighting still continued.

Ten years, 20 years, 30 years.

A new generation of young people in the spirit world has grown up.

They don't understand why the starry sky is always boiling with thunder, and the aurora visible to the naked eye is raging, covering the sun and the moon.

They thought that the starry sky was like this.

But the starry sky was never like this.

"Fifty-eight years."

"The fighting between the two of them has been going on for 40 years."

"But it's almost over."

"The Holy Son of Qingyang is about to become a god."

"And Lynch, hey, what a pity."

"After all, it's still a bad move, wasting a good situation for nothing."

"For 40 years, why didn't he think of breaking through Nascent Soul?"

"Instead, he has been indulging in the battle with Qingyang Shengzi for 40 years."

"After all, he was fascinated by the illusion deliberately put on by Qingyang Shengzi."

"Right."

"If it were me, if I could use the Golden Core Realm, I could hold Qingyang Shengzi down for 40 years."

"It's not much faster than breaking through Nascent Soul."

"I'm afraid the most important thing is that he doesn't have enough self-confidence."

"Be confident that you can break through to Nascent Soul before Qingyang Shengzi breaks through to transform into a god."

The juniors sighed, and sighed that Lynch's achievements fell short.

For 40 years, Qingyang Shengzi has been seeking a breakthrough to transform into a god, waiting for a chance to win or lose with one move.

So much so that he completely fell into a disadvantage in this 40-year-old battle.

But in fact, Lynch, who seemed to have the upper hand, was the one who really missed the chance to win.

People are waiting for a breakthrough, what are you waiting for?Wait to die!

While the juniors were sighing, they suddenly heard Yuyao chuckle.

"Qing Yuanzi, are you still not willing to let your family Qingyang admit defeat?!"

Qing Yuanzi remained silent, his face livid.

Bai Mengyan and the others immediately said:? ? ?

Chapter 425 Flowers of Hometown 1

Lynch is about to die soon.

Will this Venerable Yuyao still want to force Lin Qi to win his respect?

Thoughts flashed through Bai Mengyan and the others.

But there was no time to think about it.

Because those 40 years in the starry sky are like a day.

Abandon pride, let go of self-esteem.

Qingyang Shengzi, who had been beaten for almost 40 years by the Qitian Emperor controlling the Eight Gates of Green Cable Formation in a defensive posture, was finally about to take the final step.

40 years of practice, 40 years of humiliation.

Today is finally the time to raise your eyebrows and break through to transform into a god.

40 years, a full 40 years.

How can others know how he endured these 40 years.

Come with an attitude of sweeping the other four major families and being completely invincible under Huashen.

Bearing the mission of the entire family for hundreds of millions of years.

Obviously he is called the Son of Destiny, the peerless Son who wants to reappear the glory of the Qing Emperor back then.

In the end, he was suppressed and beaten by Lin Qi, a Golden Core cultivator who lost him by a whole realm, for 40 years.

Lynch, you are really damned!

Qingyang Shengzi's heart was full of exalted joy, but his eyes were very calm.

He stood upright in the starry sky, his black hair flying like lightning.

The brilliance of the five emperors' crowns shrouded.

The five directions and five emperors' true body dharma looks down.

The five ancient emperors are crowning him, and the starry sky is cheering for him.

He looked indifferently at the Emperor Qitian who was in the eight-door Qingsuo formation.

Trying to see the horror and panic on Qitiandi's face.

Although not.

But this does not prevent Qingyang Shengzi's heart from once again being filled with the pride of being superior to the present age.

"Lynch."

"You are indeed the most terrible enemy I have encountered in these years."

"With the golden core body, stop me for 40 years."

"Such ability is no longer inferior to me."

"But it's a pity, even though you have a favorable location and people."

"But after all, I don't know the fate of the world."

"I want to collect the imperial artifacts left by the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns, and open the Great Wall of Humanity."

"Complete the last orders of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors."

"And this is the general trend of destiny."

"It's a pity that you are short-sighted and don't understand the fate of the world."

"If you don't understand, you are doomed to lose."

"As the saying goes, heaven and earth have the same power, and heroes are not free when they are transported away!"

"Lynch, you lost this fight!"

Qingyang Shengzi stepped into the void, and his magic power surged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Vibrating the void, in an instant.

The eight thousand miles of starry sky seemed to be trembling with his breathing, evolving various visions.

Ziqi comes [-] miles from the east!

There are dragons and phoenixes singing together, there are hymns of true spirits, and the blue sea rises to the bright moon, and the big sun shines on Jinshan.

Visions in the starry sky, praises in the void.

And the crowns of the five emperors are even more glorious, and the real bodies of the five emperors in five directions are as substantial as they are.

His brows and eyes became lively and bright.

It seems to be watching from across time and space.

There is also a golden lightning visible to the naked eye tearing the sky, turning into a golden thunder pool, and enveloping the Holy Son of Qingyang.

It was like receiving a holy baptism.

A vision in the starry sky, blessed by the Five Emperors.

This is the momentum gathered by Qingyang Shengzi.

This is the power brewed by Qingyang Shengzi.

He wants to take advantage of the situation and use his strength to destroy Huashen.

In this battle of martial arts that lasted for 40 years, he proved his strength and became a god.

Facing Qingyang Shengzi, he made no secret of his aura of wanting to break through the God of Transformation.

The Qitian Emperor in the Eight Gates of Green Cable Formation showed no expression on his face, but lowered his eyes slightly, and his body began to appear ethereal, seeming like reality or illusion.

next second.

The misty figure with downcast eyes became solid again, and its temperament changed.

A little less arrogant and domineering, a little more calm.

He looked at the Holy Son of Qingyang who was seeking to break through to become a god, but said nothing.

He just slowly raised his jade-like palm and pressed it in the air.

The Eight Gate Green Cable Formation changed instantly.

The 800 million golden elixir Dzogchen gods are dancing with his palm.

In just an instant, the amazing bow array that has appeared many times in the past 40 years appeared again.