"This monkey is a little interesting."
In the deepest part of the illusion created by the Mirage Dragon, Tongtian and the old man stood side by side, stroking their chins and chuckling.
Clearly, the Sect Leader, who said that all living beings in the world could be taught and that all living beings had spirituality and wisdom, was a little interested in Sun Wukong, who was bathed in blood.
Sun Wukong was now on the 27th floor, rushing in front of Nezha and the others, who were blocked outside the 25th floor. What Nezha and the others did not know was that it was not just one shadow fighting with the monkey, but three!
Otherwise, the 27th floor would not have stopped the monkey for too long, let alone put enough pressure on him to give him a chance to break through.
"Heaven and earth give birth to millions of people. This boy is amazing," the Mirage Dragon said, shaking its head.
The Mirage Dragon shook its head and said so. Obviously, it gave Sun Wukong a pretty good evaluation.
"Yes," Tongtian said with a sigh. "If we had taken more care of the juniors in the Primitive Universe, we might not have been in such a hurry today."
The Mirage Dragon chuckled and said indifferently, "I'm afraid you didn't expect Yang Jian to rise in a few thousand years, and you can really resist the supreme experts."
Tongtian paused, then nodded slowly.
Indeed.
What did the Primitive Universe have before the rise of Yang Jian and the birth of Daoist Tianyan? There were only six Saints of the Great Path. Even Daoist Qianhong, a Saint of the Great Path who could be restrained by the Heavenly Dao, could only plot in secret and did not dare to fight him head-on.
Although the Saints had never given up, ever since the Three Pure Ones awakened the memory of the God of Pan, they had been shrouded in despair.
The despair was bone-chilling.
However, there was a sudden change in North Sea, and Yang Jian showed an astonishing rise. The Saints of the Primitive Universe saw a glimmer of hope in their despair.
However, there was not much time left. Although the Sages were immortal, they could not take care of everything. Most of the time, the Sages were thinking about how to resist the Omnipotent Ones. Thus, they lacked the cultivation of the core strength of the Untainted Land. This was reasonable and reasonable.
After all, the war of the great era was not something that could be decided by one more or one less Saint of the Great Path. What mattered most was the fighting prowess of the top.
It was only because the Primordial World and the supreme expert, Xu Mo, were in a stalemate that they had the chance to look at talents like Nezha and Sun Wukong. If Yang Jian and Yun Xiao had been defeated by Xu Mo in the beginning, they would not have been able to struggle now.
"By the way, Senior Mirage Dragon." The Grandmaster of Heaven pretended to be relaxed and asked, "Senior, you've lived for a long time. Do you remember any way to give up your Dao?"
Mirage Dragon Kong Wu was slightly stunned. Then, he shook his head with a bitter smile. "If there was such a method, the Sages in the Primordial Beginning Realm who were on the verge of death would have passed their Dao to their disciples. Those supreme experts wouldn't have been able to win easily."
Sect Leader Tongtian laughed awkwardly. "I'm just asking."
"If you want to get rid of the shackles of a Saint of Merit and Virtue, there is actually a way, but you need to have a heaven-defying opportunity like Yang Jian." The Shen Dragon shook its head. "But if you want to separate your Great Path and impart it to your disciple, then you'd better not think too much about it … Fellow Daoist, which of your abilities is inferior to a Saint of the Great Path? Why are you so conflicted? "
"After all, I want to increase the hope of the Primordial World." The Grandmaster of Heaven smiled bitterly and stood with his hands behind his back. He stood under the illusory starry sky and his eyes reflected the light of the stars.
This body is not to be pitied, I only wish for the world to last.
The Three Pure Ones were originally one, and the God of Pangu's remnant had perished.
The Mirage Dragon sighed and didn't say anything. It could understand Tongtian's difficulty.
If it wasn't for the fact that his Dao Heart was tormented to the extreme and he blamed himself to the extreme, he probably wouldn't have the thought of risking his life to pass on the Dao.
A furious roar came from the starry sky. It was the monkey, bathed in blood, howling wildly. Then, his Dao body was sent flying by a few beams of black light. He was still flying backward. His head tilted to one side, and he fainted.
With a flick of the Mirage Dragon's fingers, Sun Wukong was teleported back to the 26th level, lying there alone.
"Senior, please continue with your work. I'll go to the Sword Dao stage and make some arrangements."
"Fellow Daoist, you should know the meaning of biting off more than you can chew."
"Hahaha, there are more than a thousand of my disciples. I know the principle of progressing step by step," the Grandmaster of Heaven sang loudly. "I will definitely let the juniors who have entered my Sword Dao stage gain something, comprehend something, and be happy! "
The Mirage Dragon, Kong Wu, chuckled and did not say anything.
"The juniors of the Three Pure Ones are not bad." The Mirage Dragon smacked its lips and acted like a senior.
Thinking about how Yang Jian still considered himself a junior in front of the Three Pure Ones, the Mirage Dragon straightened its back even more.
In terms of experience, the Mirage Dragon and the nine supreme experts were both born in the Primordial Era. Although their realms were far apart, they were still Primordial Mutants. They had a unique background.
There was once a rumor that the Chaos Sea was the Mirage Fog that the Primordial Spirit, the Ancestor Mirage Dragon, spat out.
Of course, that rumor was ultimately just a rumor. Anyway, Kong Wu did not have any racial memories passed down. Only this intrinsic mystical ability was grasped by himself.
However, if this illusion was deduced to the extreme, it could probably reach the realm where everything was illusory and everything was real.
The extreme …
Kong Wu lowered his head and looked at his palm. The main body of the Mirage Dragon also lowered his head and looked at his two tiny front limbs.
"If Yang Jian treats me well in the future, it's not impossible for me to help him break through to the Saint realm … Forget it, let's see what happens in the future. I don't want him to die after I break through. If that happens, I'll be targeted by those fiends and die in vain."
After muttering a few words in a low voice, the old man in the form of the Mirage Dragon flicked his sleeves and floated forward for hundreds of miles. He sat cross-legged on the Immortal Islands and watched the few figures below.
In the 25th stage, Nezha was already showing signs of losing.
In another array not far from Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, who was also about to lose, suddenly closed his eyes during the fierce battle.
The Mirage Dragon clearly sensed this, and it secretly slowed down the attack of the six-armed Devil Fiend, who was fighting against Lei Zhenzi.
There could only be two reasons why he suddenly closed his eyes like Lei Zhenzi and relaxed his body after a moment of stalemate. Either he gave up completely and died at that moment, or he suddenly comprehended something.
Clearly, Lei Zhenzi's Daoist heart was not that weak.
The Mirage Dragon's secret attack was also very crucial. It gave Lei Zhenzi enough time to comprehend the Great Dao laws that he had just comprehended.
In the next moment, the Fiend Demon swung the blood blade in his hand and pounced at Lei Zhenzi.
Lei Zhenzi abruptly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of azure blue eyes.
The Storm Wings suddenly spread open, and the bloodstained armor on his body suddenly shattered. A terrifying thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a well suddenly appeared around him. He couldn't tell where it came from, but it directly swallowed his body just like that!
The Fiend Demon, who was not afraid of the thunderbolt, collided with the thunderbolt pillar around Lei Zhenzi. The thunderbolt exploded, and the phantom was directly bounced away!
"Ah!"
An angry roar, a roar that was rarely heard from Lei Zhenzi, resounded throughout the entire array!
The Storm Wings flapped, and Lei Zhenzi flew up high. The thunderbolt pillar retracted, and turned into a green-blue armor.
Suddenly, Lei Zhenzi let go of the golden rod in his hand, and two balls of green-blue lightning appeared in his palms. He gently closed them in front of him.
Lightning Burst! Countless thunderbolts struck down, and the entire array turned into a sea of lightning! Around Lei Zhenzi, there was a green-blue lightning python swimming. As Lei Zhenzi raised his hand and pointed, the lightning python rushed down towards the Fiend Demon.
Then, the intense lightning almost made the Mirage Dragon unable to see what was going on inside the array.
When everything calmed down, Lei Zhenzi stood quietly in front of the Fiend Demon's corpse. The green-blue armor on his body gradually disappeared, and he clenched his fists tightly.
The corpse turned into a bloody glow and slowly dissipated. A teleportation array appeared in front of Lei Zhenzi.
With a step, he rushed into the 26th layer and saw the blood monkey lying on the ground.
Letting out a light breath, Zhou Lie staggered in exhaustion. However, he still forced himself to walk over, took out a pill, and stuffed it into the monkey's mouth. Then, he found a secluded corner and sat down to treat his injuries, experiencing what he had just obtained.
The Great Path of Lightning, the Great Art of Heavenly Punishment.
Clearly, Lei Zhenzi had walked his own Great Path. He had completely stabilized his Saint-to-be realm, and he had just taken a solid step forward.
Since he entered this place, fifty to sixty years had passed in the Bell of Chaos, but less than a month had passed in the outside world.
"His future is limitless."
The Mirage Dragon nodded gently, then secretly marked Lei Zhenzi. Before this, only Nezha and Sun Wukong had such a mark.
…
Outside the Primitive Universe, the Cloud Dream Great Path stretched for millions of miles. The dozen figures trapped inside were already helpless.
Although it seemed that these Saints of the Great Path were chasing after Yun Xiao, she did not feel too much pressure.
But somewhere in the Chaotic Sea, millions of miles away, the battle between Yang Jian and Xu Mo was already in full swing. Both sides were in a difficult position.
Yang Jian was good at seizing opportunities, and he was good at seizing them to keep fighting until he had an advantage.
If it were any other opponent fighting with Yang Jian, they would have fallen into a disadvantageous position. But at this moment, Yang Jian still could not gain the upper hand. This was because his opponent's name was Nihility, one of the nine supreme experts in the tangible world since ancient times.
Although he was still the weakest of them all.
They seemed to think that there would be no result if they continued to fight like this, so they collided with each other again, causing a huge rift that was millions of miles long to collapse.
"Could it be that you think that you can stop me from recovering?"
Xu Mo suddenly chuckled. Yang Jian ignored him and continued to attack with his spear.
Suddenly, Xu Mo retreated and did not clash with Yang Jian. Yang Jian frowned slightly. He did not know what Xu Mo was going to do, but he could only stop attacking for a while and get ready to attack again.
With a snap of his fingers, a pagoda appeared behind Xu Mo.
This was not the first time Yang Jian had seen such a pagoda. It seemed to be the manifestation of Xu Mo's Great Path. Behind the pagoda, there was another object that was darker and could not be identified for the time being.
This time, the pagoda rotated gently and presented a side that Yang Jian had never seen before.
The back of the pagoda was covered with cracks, as if someone had glued them back together after they were broken. It looked as if it could collapse at any time.
But Yang Jian frowned slightly.
The cracks on the pagoda were slowly fading from the inside out. Although the process was slow, he could clearly feel that …
Xu Mo's Great Dao was gradually healing with every passing moment.
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