Chapter 482: The Third Generation of Yuantian Masters(2/2)
This time, the immortal fate can allow the Taiyin clan to take the majority. After all, the Taiyin Saint comes with the ultimate imperial weapon, which is enough to dominate the whole life. No one can match him, and no one wants to be his enemy.
But the other party wants to eat alone, which is absolutely intolerable. After all, this world belongs to the extreme forces.
If these monks from the Ziwei Star Territory do not follow the rules and flip the plates wantonly, they will suffer the consequences sooner or later.
In the future, someone will sort everything out...
Deep in the Eternal Dragon Cave, dragons roared in waves, the ancient cave flickered on and off, and eyes like lanterns flashed, making people suffocate.
The mysterious dragon kept swallowing dragon essence, as if it had been resurrected. A divine bead appeared, bright red, rising and falling in the myriad of energies.
"This is..." Taoist Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly as he stared at the orb with a rare look of surprise.
Seeing the appearance of the Dragon Ball, Su Yu's expression changed, and the souls in the Immortal Platform were ready to sacrifice the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar at any time.
"Be careful, the third generation Yuan Tianshi is among them!"
The old Taoist also restrained himself from the aura of Chaos Qinglian and stood quietly, waiting for the ancestors of the Cai family to appear.
The bright red bead is as crystal clear as agate, with a diameter of more than one meter. It is a huge fairy bead, and its dreamlike color is intoxicating.
The dragon's energy surged, the ancient cave was deep, swallowing the sun's essence, and the divine pearl disappeared in a flash, disappearing at the bottom of the cave.
The next moment, thousands of rays of magnificent red light illuminated the sky and the earth, fallen leaves covered the ground, and countless life essences were condensed into liquid, floating on this great mountain.
The mist boiled, rising up with endless fairy light, submerging the dragon's cave, and the entire sacred mountain shook violently.
Seeing this astonishing sight, Su Yu frowned lightly and stepped forward. Behind him, the light of the stars shone brightly, the moonlight and the sun shone dimly, and the lines from the source of heaven were overwhelming. They came out to please his eyes, trying to wrap up the dragon ball.
In an instant, the red light became more and more brilliant, dyeing the sky red. The dragon's cave was shaken, and the fairy bead with a diameter of more than one meter shattered the space and flew out from the boundless mist.
Su Yu and Taoist Qingxuan's eyes lit up, they were both waiting for this opportunity.
The sky-swallowing magic jar vibrates, falling down billions of wisps of black light, and fluctuates violently. The god inside seems to be resurrected, resurrecting independently, like the birth of the universe, the creation of the world, the air of chaos permeates the air, and breathes out the essence of life.
On the other side, the Chaos Green Lotus bloomed with light, and three branches and leaves stretched across the sky, covering half of the sky. It exuded a terrifying energy. The eternal Green Lotus energy flowed, and the shocked Dragon Ball kept retreating.
This is not a dead thing, but a psychic existence!
Without the curse imposed by the underworld, this treasure pill might have grown long ago. The body of a saint king, coupled with tens of thousands of years of nourishment in the Qinling Mountains, might have given birth to a peerless Yin God.
"receive!"
Su Yu let out a dragon roar and shouted, the sky-swallowing jar above his head rotated, flashing chaotic waterfalls, with the Qi machine that swallowed three thousand worlds, pushed forward the Jiutian Lihentian, and filled the other half of the sky.
At this moment...the dragon ball flickered and erupted with an extremely frightening light, and its front and rear paths were blocked by imperial weapons.
As the green lotus branches and leaves and the source of black light approached, the orb began to shake violently.
"Pacha!"
The next moment, the fairy bead, which was as tall as half a man, exploded on the spot, and a humanoid creature covered in red hair fell out.
"Ancestors..."
Saint Qingxuan's bloodline was pulsing and he felt the pull.
At the same time, the Chaos Green Lotus in his hand became more and more brilliant, almost covering the red-haired monster.
"Roar!"
Chapter completed!