Chapter 914: Straighten your spine and raise your head to the sky

The place was quiet for a long time.

An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Chen Xun's mouth: "Thank you, friend Wangxian, for the tip. If I don't die, Taiyi's ghost gate will not sink."

Rumble...

Suddenly, an ancient thunder sounded in the sky. This thunder shook the heaven and the earth, but there was no lightning flash.

Many monks' Taoist hearts were swaying, and they looked away with doubts in their eyes. What dirty things? !

In the Yin Yang Bamboo Forest.

The eyes of Immortal Wangyou also trembled slightly at the sound of thunder. The sound of thunder was like the sigh of heaven and the warning of the great road, echoing endlessly in the sky.

The Dao Ancestor in front of him, even if his realm has dropped to the Qi Refining stage, is still full of supreme self-confidence. The bloody battle spirit of Tianhe has not diminished at all. His spine is straight and his head is raised to the sky!

He took a deep breath. It would be strange if there was no back-up plan for such a heroic figure, but he couldn't guess it.

There was a glimmer of light in Chen Xun's pupils. He was too weak to become an immortal through the Dao. He could be called his weakest immortal posture. It only took 20,000 years to reach this point! A mere Tianhe war is nothing!

"Taozu, I understand what you said." Wangyou suddenly lowered his eyebrows and used the honorific, "Your old friends and disciples can come to Taiyi Ghost Gate to seal their souls at any time."

"The price will be borne by Taiyi Gui Men Guan."

"Wangyou, what do you want?"

"Look at the death energy of heaven and earth." Wangyou spoke word by word, his eyes were extremely deep, "The Immortal Burial King once integrated the immortal way of life and death, but that was just the death energy of living beings."

"If I want to go one step further and break through the fifth tribulation of immortality, I can only understand this way."

"Can."

Chen Xun readily agreed without any hesitation, "As for the Ten Tribulations of Immortals and Forgotten Immortal Friends, let's discuss it in Yuqing Palace."

Wangyou nodded indifferently, with no expression of happiness or anger. This Taoist ancestor never carried the legacy, and he also intended to leave behind the friendship of the Taoist.

Meng Sheng seemed to be struck by thunder at this time, and he was stunned on the spot. The master of Taiyi Ghost Gate... was actually the Five Tribulations Immortal. He heard that the dominating Shirong Immortal was only three tribulations old. Immortal.

And the old man has just become an immortal, not a first-kalpa immortal, but he can actually defeat a three-kalpa immortal with profound knowledge!

Now he finally understands why Wujiang Ten Thousand Races compromised on their predecessors. It was so outrageous and unprecedented.

According to the common sense of immortality, the higher the realm, the more the gap becomes like a natural chasm. The gap between the late stage of transcending tribulation and the middle stage of transcending tribulation is like the difference between the Qi refining stage and the Yuan Ying ancestor.

But this old man did the opposite. The higher the realm, the greater the pressure. He could never see through it.

But let alone Meng Sheng, Wangyou is also a little empty-hearted.

Although they were hampered by the origin of the world and were unable to unleash their full combat power, the Five Elements Taoist in the Qi Refining Stage stood in front of him... He always felt that he still had a trump card and could get up and fight again.

This person was a person who was able to survive even the source of immortality was wiped out by the World-Destroying Immortal Thunder during the Mahayana Period. He could not be killed at all. If he were an immortal from all races, he would definitely choose to wait for his lifespan to be cut off.

Chen Xun had already led the somewhat dazed Meng Sheng into the distance.

Wangyou sat cross-legged and meditated alone, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of the surrounding world, and he did not dare to have any descendants come to disturb him.

…

On the edge of the banquet, a fight was breaking out.

"Fat Song! Do you know how to cultivate immortality, fight with a lion and a dog in the same realm, and still fight to the point of sweating?! Haha!"

Gu Lisheng's piercing laughter echoed in all directions. In the chaotic fighting place, Xiao Chi bit Song Heng's head in one bite, leaving only his fat neck struggling.

Song Heng looked furious, sweating violently... He was even roaring in his heart, the power of ten thousand rules! ! !

How can he block it? !

"Fat man, I heard that you buried us and took over a lot of funeral work because of this. You know how to do business!"

Xiao Chi roared angrily, and pushed Song Heng to the ground with his claws. Smoke and dust billowed in an instant, and the latter couldn't get out of his flaming claws. "Hey~~~Why don't you say anything?"

"Poodle, don't bully others too much...!"

Song Heng was about to go crazy, blood was splattering from his eyes, and he yelled in his bloody mouth to explain, "Master Dao, when did I use the factory owner's fake death to boost business? It was all Gu's idea to brag!"

"Damn it, let Master Dao go out!!"

"Hehe...hoho." Xiao Chi looked like he was convinced of Song Heng, with a hint of vulgarity in his eyes, "Now you can't sacrifice your ancestors to fight, can you?"

Song Heng's fat body was kept shaking in the air by Xiao Chi, and he was still roaring: "Poodle, even if you are a Taoist, I owe you. Now the factory owner is by your side, and there are many strong men by your side."

"I don't want face, but my ancestors still need face!"

"How much do you owe?"

"Ten thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"Ho! Haha, yes."

Xiao Chi's eyes lit up, he nodded quickly, and threw Song Heng out, "Also, you must take me with you when you go to the Tomb of the Immortal Bai Guan to pick up things."

Song Heng sat slumped on the ground, unkempt and disheveled, and still smelled of Xiaochi's saliva. His facial features became slightly distorted, and his fat meat kept shaking in the wind.

He gritted his teeth: "Brother Dog, this brag has been watching our jokes for so long. He may even have used the shadow stone. How can I stay here?!"

Song Heng also started to get angry. He was not having a good time, so how could he let Gu Bo Niu have a good time? !

Gu Lisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his temperament was extremely noble: "Damn fat man, you are so bold!"

"I..." Song Heng's eyes suddenly opened, and several slightly cold gazes swept over him.

He wanted to cry but had no tears. He came out of the garbage island. How did he end up in such a mess now? !

Xiao Chi growled lowly and looked at Gu Lisheng with a somewhat frightened look: "Fat man, this is Prince Gu...how are you talking!"

Even Brother Xun respects this Gu Zhu Niu now. How dare he treat him like before, at least he has to wait until everyone in the Ancient Immortal Courtyard has left.

"Okay, okay." Song Heng laughed angrily and collapsed on the ground without moving. "When you go to the immortal tomb, don't beg the Taoist master. I will remember the shame of today."

Gu Lisheng stood on the spot with his hands clasped, and snorted coldly: "Damn fat man, get the image stone, but don't force me to do it myself."

Hearing this, Song Heng's shrewd and tiny eyes began to turn around. This was the evidence that he suppressed him in the tomb. How could he hand it over casually.

Xiao Chi's heart tightened. It also had a lot of Gu Lisheng's dirty material in stock. This was obviously a blow to himself...

"Song Heng, Mr. Gu."

Just when the three figures had different thoughts and were preparing to keep more information about each other, a voice as gentle as jade came with the wind.

"Brother Xun!" Xiao Chi was a little excited.

"Factory owner, you have to make the decision for the trail!!" Song Heng immediately started crying and shouting, almost rolling on the ground, "This poodle is robbing!"

"Haha, Fish Emperor, you are finally here." Gu Lisheng was extremely elegant, looking directly at the figure in white walking slowly, "Today, we will definitely have a battle. Last time, this prince was just plotted by you. "

"oh?"

Chen Xun had a faint smile on his lips and looked at Song Heng and Gu Lisheng, "Two of you, back then you were singing harmony in the Mengmu Sea Area, one was building a tomb, the other was mourning, which ruined the reputation of our ancestors and the good fortune of the sky, and everything went wrong. ”

"I have calculated that if luck is lost, the indirect loss will be at least hundreds of millions of high-grade spiritual stones over the years. It is reasonable and well-founded!"

"But...we are our own people, and I will never bully you."

Chen Xun took out the accounting booklet and flipped through the pages with a serious look on his face. His voice became extremely solemn, "Round up to the nearest ten and calculate the fracture price. Account for one million high-grade spiritual stones."

Buzz!

Before he finished speaking, the ground for several miles around shook.

Song Heng and Gu Lisheng's faces changed wildly, their eyes were trembling, and they both looked at Chen Xun in disbelief...

million! Top grade spiritual stone? ! !