A strong fluctuation came from the sky, which was the next move by the Great Master Lianxu.

Humph! The black-robed master from the Bingyu snorted coldly, and swung out another magic power to practice, condensed the power of the void, and headed towards the true Lord of Fentian.

Forget it, this son will definitely die, and you and I must not get involved too deeply. If you are besieged by those old men, it would be a bad idea. Another great master of Lianxu frowned and spoke, and then signaled that Lianxu, the black robe, would leave with him.

When the black robe Lianxu heard this, although he was a little reluctant, he nodded: I was worried that if this boy returned to Wuya and left behind the inheritance, it would be a bad idea to create such a monster again in the future.

To shape a strong man, he can compete with you and me like the Void Refining. They cannot do it without the precipitation of a long time. Although there may be variables, the chances of variables are too small, just like a special grain of sand found in the vast desert sea of ​​sand in the northern desert. The Void Refining Master smiled slightly, then turned around and broke through the space, stepped into the void and left.

The black-robed master lifted the black robe on his body, then stepped into the void and left. It was not until the two left for three breaths that the space was broken in front of the Zhenjun Fen Tian. A big master of refining the void walked out of it, and his face was full of guilt and anger.

Then, the entire phantom dissipated, and the battlefield turned into light and fell apart. Luo Yuan looked at the stone wall in front of him, and his mind was still immersed in the scenes just now, unable to recover. This is how the Great Wilderness of the Northern Desert came from, which was the consequences of the monks from both domains taking action.

Luo Yuan's eyes were full of solemnity and his breathing was a little rapid. He felt a little dull. Countless predecessors, from foundation building to transformation of gods, and even refining voids, were buried in the Great Wilderness of the Northern Desert. Most of the cultivators came from the Wuya Sea and came from the Balance Sect. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, and finally bowed to the stone wall. If the predecessors of all generations had not fought to the death and spared their own lives, perhaps there would be no relative prosperity today, nor would he have been Luo Yuan.

They fought in blood and fire, and created a blue sky for future generations, leaving behind fire and hope. But for some reason, all of this was buried in the past years, and the monks today know little about it. Even the Nascent Soul monks knew nothing about the past battle between sentient beings, as if they could be covered up.

After this battle, I was seriously injured and my life was not long. Then I carried my body back to the ancient Guangyang Sect and left the inheritance here. The true king of Fen Tian murmured and quietly told the events after the battle, as if he was expounding a story that had nothing to do with himself, without any trouble.

Luo Yuan did not speak, but bowed to the true Lord of Fen Tian again. This was a truly admirable supreme and an extraordinary ancestor.

I have obtained my inheritance, know the grievances of the past, and learned the unique skills of Fentian. I will kill the enemy in the future. Before I die, I have only one regret, that is, I have never killed the great practice of refining the Void, hoping that you will be able to resolve this regret in the future. As for the ancient Guangyang school, if it is difficult to become a great talent in the future, I can allow you to leave without having to work hard for this sect. Fentian Zhenjun carried his hands with his back, slowly walked to the stone wall, stretched out his hand to caress, and then sighed softly.

Luo Yuan nodded. Although he knew that Fen Tian Zhenjun could not hear what he said, he still spoke firmly: I am Luo Yuan, I am here to bear the kindness of my senior today. I have this opportunity to see the way of refining my void. If my cultivation is sufficient in the future, I will definitely regret it for my senior and kill all the enemies.

I don’t know if it was due to psychological effects, but Luo Yuan vaguely felt that a ray of light seemed to burst out from the eyes of Fen Tian Zhenjun.

Bang

With a light sound, cracks appeared on the stone wall, and then the remnant soul of Fen Tian Zhenjun pinched his hands with his hands. As the magic formula changed, a dazzling light burst out from the stone wall, and then it broke itself in the center, and two ancient characters appeared in it, which was Fen Tian.

These two characters are also absurd, and they were seen in my dream when I first entered the Nascent Soul. Now I am just injecting all the remaining vitality into it and urging the power of the extreme yang to copy it down. Despite this, it is still unclear and difficult to see its shape, let alone the essence. It can be said that these two ancient characters have changed my life. If it weren't for this, I might have been just an ordinary Nascent Soul monk during the war. The Lord Fen Tian sighed and said with a sigh. After pausing, he continued to speak.

People in the world think that what I left behind is the master's own creation of the Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique, and regard it as a peerless magical power. However, compared to the two unclear words, the only great Sun Burning Heaven Technique is nothing but a little douer. If you can learn these two words, your future achievements will definitely be far beyond me. The mere state of refining the void will not stop you from stepping at all. The remnant of the true Lord Fen Tian looked at the two ancient characters, and when he opened his mouth, he returned to his aura of devouring mountains and rivers. The eyebrows showed domineering and arrogance.

Luo Yuan nodded slightly when he heard this. He knew that the greatest opportunity left by the True Lord Fen Tian was the two ancient characters in front of him. Not to mention anything else, the ancient vicissitudes of breath made him tremble. This kind of aura was like experiencing eternal years and breaking through the endless heavenly tribulation, which was terrifying. Even the aura of immortality in the ancient road of Nanzheng that he had transformed into Dantai was as dim as fireflies than these two characters.

You can understand it here. There are the methods of using the Great Master of Refining Void. Among them, you can understand it for five hundred years, but the outside world has only been only five days. Five hundred years are definitely not worth mentioning to you. Those who can get here will not worry about their own life span. After the remnant thoughts of the True Lord Fen Tian spoke, and then gradually became transparent, but after a few breaths, they began to dissipate.

Senior! Luo Yuan's body moved horizontally, and the great magic power helped him solidify. However, his magic power had not yet touched the body of thought, and it disappeared directly between heaven and earth. It seemed that there was a strange will and force blocking him, making him unable to take action.

Finally, Luo Yuan shook his head and sighed. A generation of geniuses finally ended with such a tragic ending, which is really sad and regretful. He should have stood at the top of the great road, overlooking the years, pursuing the ethereal and supreme path of immortality, but he died in order to defend his hometown. For the sake of his future generations, he blocked all his Tao and Dharma, leaving behind a heroic history of blood and tears. However, now, no one has come to his grave to pay tribute, even his name has been covered up in the years.

After a few breaths, Luo Yuan gradually calmed down. His predecessors were respectable but could not delay his own way. Now what he wanted to do was not to remember his predecessors in absolute way, but to comprehend the great way. To make himself rise quickly, he had already remembered the face of the black-robed master of the Piaoyu. He had a plain appearance, and had infinite evil spirits between his eyebrows, leaving three inches of white beards and thin. If he accomplished his Tao in the future, he would definitely cut off his head and put it in the ancient Guangyang sect to commemorate the true king of Burning Tian.

Then, Luo Yuan faced the word "Find Sky" on the stone wall and began a five hundred years of retreat.

Luo Yuan looked at the two ancient characters, and the more he looked, he became more and more frightened. He felt a majestic and majestic aura coming to his face. In a trance, Luo Yuan was like being in the vast universe, standing on the top of the ten thousand ways, watching the birth and death of the universe, and realizing the mysterious and mysteriousness of the heaven and earth. Suddenly, an infinite fairy light burst out, crossing the ages and passing through, cutting through all the vain chaos, as if he could see the true meaning of the great way.

Looking back, looking back, coming from the palm of heaven and earth, and from my vast and infinite cross... A hazy voice from the Canghuo Wuliang Sect sounded from Luo Yuan's heart, accompanied by the extremely ancient breath and the infinite Taoist rhyme, shaking in his heart. But in an instant, Luo Yuan covered his heart and coughed blood and retreated repeatedly, and even the Nascent Soul had cracks. The sound was extremely vicissitudes, and it seemed to exist before the ages, and it had arrived across endless time and years, which was definitely not something he could bear.

At this moment, two ancient words in front of him flashed, as if they were coming from the characters, and as if they were coming from the bottom of his heart, a young and cold voice sounded: Burning the sky.

In just two words, endless changes appear. But a fire light from slight to greatness, from nothingness to horizontal cover, in just a moment, the stars are broken, the sun and the moon are melting, the galaxy is broken, and thousands of paths are broken. After the word "Finding Heaven" was recited by that sound, it burned all 100,000 galaxies, ignited the six paths of reincarnation, and refined the vain chaos, the divine power is unpredictable, and it is boundless.

These were just strange phenomena, and Luo Yuan felt as if he was being refined, and life was worse than death! His hair was burning, and his blood was flowing like magma. If he really encountered this situation, he would definitely not be able to survive for a moment.

Who is chanting scriptures, and who is using the art of burning the sky, what kind of cultivation is this? Could it be a real immortal? Luo Yuan's heart kept guessing, and his back felt a chill. All this exceeded his cognition. The first time he saw the world, he was not even boundless, but he would be crushed and wiped out after two words.

Suddenly, the fire changed and infinite vitality evolved from the extreme destructive power. In the sea of ​​fire, a universe appeared, chaos was opened up, and infinite light burst out in it. Then, strange flowers, strange plants, divine birds and beasts appeared one by one, the mountains and rivers were magnificent, and the earth was boundless. All of this evolved from the fire that burned the sky.

After a few breaths, everything dissipated. There was no galaxy flowing in front of him, and there was no star rotation. Only a stone gate was left. Above the stone gate, the words "Fintian" floating. Luo Yuan pondered for a moment, and the scenes were still shocking him in his heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time. He firmly believed that the master of the young voice had the means of enlightenment. Even if it was just a little fire, it was definitely not something that the Great Master of Lianxu could resist. He was a truly supreme existence!
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