Fortune Teller

After a few breaths, all the power of cause and effect in Tongxin Gu's body was annihilated, and the endless blood and divine power merged to form a tough armor, completely covering Gu Xiuyun's body.

This is not just a simple armor, the fusion of the two has gone deep into the particles.

Every black hole particle in Gu Xiuyun's body was shrouded in blood, and every move and every move was filled with the power of the True Master level.

Creak!

The fist was clenched tightly, and the space in the palm was crushed to pieces. This was a pure impact of power, without any blessing from Taoist secrets.

"The last time I borrowed the power of Tongxin Gu was when I was going through the Yin and Yang Tribulation three thousand years ago. Now this power is ten times greater..."

Gu Xiuyun's eyes flickered.

Only he himself can understand how terrifying the True Lord-level bloodline is. This is a terrifying power beyond the realm of the heavens.

Except for the demons in the underground abyss, no life can cultivate the physical body to such a state.

Zhenzun Long Yang is only at the second level of refining.

But the Tongxin Gu is actually the fourth refinement.

The Fourth Refining Realm Insect Beast combined with Gu Xiuyun's seventh-level destiny mystery, martial arts true body, and billions of miles of heaven and earth, has reached a terrifying level of strength. Even if it lacks some Taoist secrets, it still has the best combat power in the world.

"Wangu's death is too strange. It's best to leave here first!"

Gu Xiuyun looked around.

The palace was filled with white mist, and the oppression of the void was like molten iron pouring the entire space. This power was difficult for even the true master to resist, but it could not stop his steps.

Shit!

The cyan figure stepped forward, tore through the mist, and walked towards the outside of the palace.

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At the same time, the two bronze doors in the deepest part of the palace were slowly opening, and endless white mist poured out along the gaps in the bronze doors.

In the gap, a huge eye can be vaguely seen, which is a million feet long.

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Outside the ancient palace is also surrounded by white mist.

Zhenzun Dongyan and Zhenzun Longyang walked a little slower and fell into the white mist area. At this moment, they could no longer distinguish between east, west and north, let alone go out.

"These mist are very weird. Not only are they extremely heavy, but they also contain the mysteries of space. The poor Taoist's Heavenly Secret Elephant Acting Technique can't even calculate the correct way out." Zhenzun Dongyan frowned, "My dear friend, your destiny method Is there anything you can find above me?"

"Same as the seniors, the changes in the heavenly secrets are vague." A voice came from the sleeves of Zhenzun Dongyan.

That was Gu Xiuyun's second clone.

The reason why Master Dong Yan blocked Eternal Soul Secret Technique before was because the second clone borne part of the impact. The black hole particles cooperated with the Shock Code, and the soul's endurance was extremely strong, no less than that of the Supreme Master.

"It's a pity that my magical power is limited and I can't maintain my body of hundreds of millions of feet in the white mist. Otherwise, how difficult would it be to break out of this area?"

Zhenzun Long Yang said.

The oppressive power of the white mist is astonishing and fills every space. The bigger the body is, the stronger the impact it receives. Even the peak true master cannot maintain his body of hundreds of millions of feet.

"I have no choice but to force my way out."

Dongyan Zhenzun's eyes flashed with cold light, "Long Yang, you and I work together to use Taoist magic to annihilate all the fog within a thousand feet. I don't believe that these fogs can cover the entire Langhuan realm."

"good!"

A moment later, a roar sounded.

Rays of light tore through the void, creating a thousand-foot-wide passage deep in the mist.

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Outside the Shenhuan Continent.

Hundreds of venerables stood in the sky, looking at the foggy area from afar.

"What a weird mist. It not only blocks soul thoughts, but also obscures the cause and effect of heaven. No wonder so many true masters attacked the Ancient Palace of Samsara in the past, but in the end they disappeared silently without any news."

"No matter how powerful the white mist is, it can't trap the Supreme Master. In my opinion, things will change soon."

"This is a rare opportunity. Perhaps we can get a glimpse into the secret of Eternal Life's immortality."

Everyone's faces were full of anticipation.

Until this moment, no one still believed that the Eternal True Lord had fallen.

Because it's simply impossible.

Over the past billions of years, many strong men have tried to attack the Ancient Palace of Samsara, including many in the Six Difficulties, but in the end... all of these strong men disappeared.

In the whole world, only the Zen Guardians and the Eternal True Master of the Ancient Temple of Samsara can transcend the limit of lifespan. Who doesn't want to be like them, with endless lifespan and eternal life? Therefore, every million years, there will be a peak true master who will try to attack Zen Sect and the Ancient Palace of Samsara, but without exception, they will all fail.

How could such a terrifying existence die so easily in the hands of Zhenzun Long Yang?

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The incident in the Ancient Palace of Samsara quickly spread throughout the realms of heaven.

One after another, the pinnacle true masters came to the edge of the realm to secretly spy on the scene of Shenhuan Continent.

To the south, the purple-gold dragon stood proudly on the top of the void, its huge eyes like stars, looking into the depths of the realm.

On the north side, a stone giant covered with moss stands tall and proud. The giant has no nostrils and ears, only one eye and one mouth. The dark eyes are like the abyss of hell, which is daunting.

To the west, a silvery-white illusory figure stood in the sky, its whole body radiant. Although it was a clone of a magic weapon, it made many venerables fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Zijing, the Demon God Realm has become such a mess, do you still have the mood to pay attention to the Ancient Palace of Samsara?" The moss one-eyed giant sneered.

"No matter how chaotic the Demon God Realm is, no one dares to touch the Dragon Clan. What do I have to fear?" Dragon Lord Bauhinia glanced at the giant, "On the other hand, there are more and more monks in your Azure Realm. It won't take long for them to change. It will become a great Zen temple!”

"fart."

The giant snorted angrily and wanted to say something. He hesitated for a moment and then closed his mouth.

Compared to the Ancient Palace of Reincarnation, the powerful men in the heavens are more afraid of Zen Buddhism.

No matter how powerful Wan Gu'er is, he is still alone. His disciples are weak and cannot make any waves.

The Zen sect is different. It is an ancient sect that monopolizes the entire Moro realm. The guardian is proficient in the secret technique of curse and killing. As long as he is targeted, the true master will definitely die.

Above the True Lord, you can only survive for one life. After reincarnation, you will never be able to embark on the path of cultivation again.

The stone giant rolled his eyes twice, unable to vent the anger in his heart, and glared at the silver figure, "Old ghost from the Spirit Tribe, why are you, an outsider, joining in the fun of things happening in the realm of the heavens?"

The corner of the Spirit Clan True Lord's mouth slightly curled up, but before he could speak... a giant claw holding up the sky suddenly pressed down, smashing him to pieces.

"Extraterrestrial beings are indeed not qualified to spy on the path to immortality."

The Bauhinia Dragon Lord and the stone giant turned to look, and saw a mountain-like figure walking in the air. It looked somewhat similar to a dragon. It had a pair of wings like bone spurs on its back, a huge head, and a mouth full of fangs.

"Ying Huang!"

The purple-gold dragon and the stone giant looked a little solemn.

In the realm of the heavens, the number of true masters is rare. As long as they reach the five difficult realms, they can reach the top.

But in fact, the peak true master also has strengths and weaknesses.

Qingming's level can be said to be the weakest. Above it are the Redbud Dragon Lord, the Stone Giant, the Spiritual Clan True Lord, and others. Above that, there are Ying Huang, Chaofeng, the Eternal True Lord, the Eight-Eyed True Lord... …

Chaofeng and Eternal are both in six difficult situations.

Although Yinghuang and Bamu are not in the Six Difficulties, they each have magical powers.

The eight-eyed true master's secret technique of channeling has also cultivated the physical body to a very high level. The combination of the two makes him invincible across the realms of heaven.

However, Ying Huang is a void creature with extraordinary talents, and his bloodline has no shackles. After millions of years of practice, his bloodline is so powerful that it is almost terrifying... There are faint signs of entering the realm of true masters.

You know, this is not Taoism cultivation, but the physical body.

The True Sovereign level body has only appeared a few times in the realm of the heavens. Each of them has caused huge waves. Even if they die, they are still remembered in the hearts of countless powerful people and are unforgettable.

"Emperor Ying is actually here too. It seems that he has quite some ideas about the Ancient Palace of Samsara." Dragon Lord Bauhinia thought to himself.

In today's world, there are many people who covet the Ancient Palace of Samsara, but there are not many who really dare to attack the Ancient Palace of Samsara.

The average peak true master is powerless, and only at the level of Yinghuang, Bamu, and Chaofeng can succeed.

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PS: I have something to do today, so I can only update once.