Chapter 382

A God's platform, high above the nine days.

The clouds are shrouded and covered.

The grand atmosphere is eternal and sacred, as if it is the highest and most holy place between heaven and earth.

At this moment, which handsome young man came down from the altar, dignified and vigorous, every step out, will cause a huge sacred Canglong vision, floating and flickering outside him.

The shape of this looming Canglong beast is similar to that of the dragon, but the head is long and flat, and there are no scales on the whole body. Instead, it is wrapped with a layer of indestructible, cold and dazzling black leather, which seems to be wearing an armor.

In terms of cultivation, this handsome young man with extraordinary weather stops at the seventh stage of the Royal realm. Only with this cultivation, the younger generation can be regarded as the peerless pride.

And this guy went straight down from the "fengshentai". There is no doubt that he was the little master of Canglong island who won the title of immortal soldier in the "fengshentai".

Beihai 72 days Island, 36 Holy Island, three temples!

The seventy-two days island is like the ancient religion in Zhongzhou. The thirty-six Holy Island is the eternal Holy Land in Zhongzhou. The ancient family is first-class.

"Congratulations to you, young master, for adding the title of immortal soldier to this altar."

"According to the usual practice in the past, those friars who have won the title of immortal soldier on the altar are expected to join the ranks of Taoist giants. Young Lord, you must be a powerful Saint above the North Sea

More than a dozen friars, under the long ladder leading to the "fengshentai", met the young master of Canglong island who came down. They were full of flattery and rushed to give out flattering words.

Let's see the little master of Canglong Island, who is echoing the compliment in his ear. He laughed a little in the corner of his mouth and said, "even without the title of immortal soldier, the little master is destined to be a saint."

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Liu Ziyu didn't want to waste his time. He walked leisurely and had a long body. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to the long ladder leading to fengshentai.

At this time, the young master of Canglong island was still invincible. Standing on the long stairs, he saw the young man in white who suddenly appeared in front of him. His face was not happy: "do you want to get a title?"

As we all know, the canonization on the altar is ranked as five levels: Tianbing, Tianjiang, Xianbing, Xianjiang and Xianwang.

It is not known whether there is any canonization above the Immortal King.

In the past 100000 years in Beihai, the only one who has won the title of "Immortal King" on the Fengshen platform is the one who came out of the world and is now the master of the ruins!

In fact, as long as you can get the title of Tianbing on the fengshentai, you are the best of your peers.

The young master of Canglong Island, who was canonized as the celestial pride of the immortal soldiers, naturally showed a superior attitude towards Liu Ziyu.

Liu Ziyu ignored him and walked up the ladder.

From the desolate and broken earth to the long ladder of nine days, there is a kind of desolate and supreme breath that touches the soul and permeates the will

Walking up the long ladder, Liu Ziyu was in a trance again.

His eyes, vaguely penetrating the long river of time and space, peered out the fog of time and space. Before the long time, there was an immortal great God who was superior to the heaven and beyond the reincarnation of life and death. With the amazing power, he built a commanding platform, and then added the title of heaven and canonized the spirits!

Its power, is this heaven ten thousand Road, time and space, also difficult to cover up, cannot erase!

"Son of a bitch! How dare you despise my young master

Looking at Liu Ziyu's indifference to himself, Canglong Island young master's face became gloomy.

More than a dozen Canglong Island friars, understanding and criticizing, roared at Liu Ziyu.

"Noisy."

Liu Ziyu's eyes were full of vigor, and he looked at more than ten Canglong Island monks like a sword.

This one eye, ghosts and gods cry, all chaos!

More than a dozen Canglong Island friars who were caught by this glance seemed to be walking in the hell of the 18th floor, howling, pissing, and even a few people passed out.

Liu Ziyu took back his eyes, but the ten monks of Canglong island had already broken their hearts and wills.

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"Good guy, this boy only used one eye to break through the will of more than ten talents of Canglong island?"

"Accompanied by the young master of Canglong Island, more than a dozen talents from Canglong island who came outside the Fengshen platform were at least the nine peaks of the divine realm, and a few others stood at the level of the Marquis realm. Unexpectedly, they were pierced by the boy's eyes and tore their wills. Where did this son come from?"

There are not a few great powers under the platform of Fengshen, and there are more than a dozen of the great masters. After they saw that Liu Ziyu had seen through the will of more than a dozen monks in Canglong Island, these great figures began to talk with exclamation.

Boom

The spirit is full of the rainbow.

A magic seal of thunder and lightning, interwoven with the rules of the road, was sacrificed in the hands of the young master of Canglong island“ Damned boy, you dare to fight against the people of my little Lord, I can't keep you! " The powerful Qi of the seven kingdoms of the Marquis is rolling in the roar of the young master of Canglong island. Liu Ziyu was indifferent. Like this, there is no reason, no omen, then sudden trouble, always follow, continue. White is better than snow. Wrapped in thunder and lightning, carrying the magic power seal of shenchendaoze, under Liu Ziyu's light hand, the ashes are gone. Next. Liu Ziyu stepped forward and stood in front of the young master of Canglong island with the invincible momentum and the power of rebellion“ You The pupil of the little master of Canglong Island shrinks into the eye of a needle. He didn't have any spare strength to fight back. Standing in front of the young body, just like a cross in the universe in the starry sky of the great magic! The oppression of will and spirit runs through the pride of Canglong island! Puffed out blood. In people's eyes, the little master of Canglong Island, who was named as immortal soldier Tianjiao on the Fengshen platform, knelt at Liu Ziyu's feet with weak knees. At this moment, the world is silent. The hundreds of thousands of monks under the altar looked at each other, and none of them believed what was happening. That's the young master of Canglong Island, who was granted the title of immortal soldier on the Fengshen platform. Not long ago, he was brilliant and invincible. How did you kneel at the foot of a boy in white who came to know his name? The most terrible thing is that Liu Ziyu didn't make a big fight. He was so thunderous that everything was crushed just by Qi and will