Chapter 882

The fairy world, Dongsheng China!

Since the war of destroying heaven and earth was carried out in the two heavenly courts 30000 years ago, Dongsheng Shenzhou has been seriously damaged. It can be said that there are floating corpses everywhere.

Meteorites fell from the sky, and the vigorous wind roared. There was no sun or moon in the whole Dongsheng Shenzhou. The sky was gloomy. Even after 30000 years, it didn't get any better.

The cold wind is howling, the heavy snow is torrential, and the snowflakes all over the sky are floating between heaven and earth. The continuous mountains rise one after another, but they have no vitality. It seems that people are in the Arctic Glacier land.

This is a tall and straight cold mountain, standing on the earth like a pillar of heaven and earth. At the top of the cold mountain, a black streamer crossed, and then made a loud noise, making the whole cold mountain rumble and sway.

"Although it's a false saint, I've got a holy word after all. I still have a lot of strength to face them with my cultivation at the moment!"

At the top of the cold mountain, Yuan Ling gasped violently, and the black fog around him became illusory. If he was hidden, he could see a thin figure. His vague clothes seemed to be Taoist clothes.

"Uh!"

Suddenly, a painful voice came, which also made yuan Ling suddenly return to his mind. He brushed the empty world, and ye Xuan's immortal true spirit appeared.

Boom!

The golden light of merit roared in the world, and the extremely hot breath surged out. Ye Xuan's immortal spirit was bathed in the golden light of merit, and was still undergoing terrible refining.

At this moment, ye Xuan has entered the seventh turn. As long as he can survive the next two turns, he can complete the process of cocoon removal and butterfly transformation, and really get through the third disaster of heaven.

"Heaven and earth!"

Yuan Ling shot and directly blocked the void in all directions, so as not to attract the attention of the sage. Otherwise, if the sage found out where they were, everything he had done would fall short of what he wanted to see.

"Ha ha ha!"

Ye Xuan was laughing wildly. Although he was suffering from the pain brought by the golden light of merit, everything yuan Ling did was perceived by him.

"Disciple, I haven't seen you for 150000 years. You are much more mature than before. As a teacher, I didn't expect you to embark on the road of proving Tao by force. Unfortunately...!" Yuan Ling's voice was low and wanted to stop talking. If you listen carefully, you will find a complex vibrato, which proved that Yuan Ling was not calm in his heart.

"Yuan Ling, I know you will do it. If I die, all your layout will be paid for." Ye Xuan trembled and whispered in the golden light of merit.

"There are three robberies in the way of heaven, and the saints kill and rob. Originally, you must die, but unexpectedly, being a teacher has become the biggest variable in the saints' killing and robbing, and you have survived the saints' killing and robbing."

Yuan Ling carried his hands, his voice became more and more gloomy, and the black fog rolled around him. A pair of bloody eyes were coming out of the black fog and staring at Ye Xuan.

"You want to kill me?"

Ye Xuan struggled to speak out in endless pain. If anyone in the world knows yuan Ling best, it must be him. After all, they have been together day and night. No one knows what kind of person Yuan Ling is better than ye Xuan.

"Disciple, if I'm not afraid of your laughter, I'm really afraid of you as a teacher."

Yuan Ling's voice was low, and a long sigh came from his mouth. His bloody eyes looked at Ye Xuan through the black fog, as if hesitating.

"Afraid of me?"

Ye Xuan endured the refining of merit and virtue, and made a slightly suspicious voice.

"When you were a teenager, I saw your tenacity as a teacher. Although you and my teachers and disciples calculated with each other and even wanted to kill each other, you see it all step by step today."

"To tell you the truth, it's my greatest pride that I can train you as an apprentice. Looking at the three thousand world of chaos gods and demons, your qualifications and talents can definitely be ranked among the top ten."

"It's a pity. It's a pity that the kill the halberd and the immortal Sutra are too important to me. Even if I appreciate you very much, I must kill you, so that I can get rid of it and become the saint of all saints."

Yuan Ling sighed and whispered to himself, which could be heard in Ye Xuan's ears, but made Ye Xuan turn into a terrible wave in his heart.

Chaos demon, three thousand worlds, ye Xuan heard these words for the first time, and learned them from Yuan Ling.

"Yuan Ling, who are you?" Ye Xuan endured the refining of merit and virtue, and asked a question he wanted to know.

"At the beginning of one yuan, chaos has spirit. It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that the so-called three worlds are just a prison, a world with incomplete rules of the road, and the so-called sage is just a joke."

Yuan Ling laughed at himself and sighed, then suddenly looked at Ye Xuan, and his bloody eyes glittered with strange light through the black fog.

"Ye Xuan, my good disciple, I didn't expect that you would dare to embark on the road to prove the Tao, and that you would be about to pass the third disaster of the Tao of heaven. If you were allowed to pass this disaster, it would be very difficult for me to control you. Do you think I should not kill you?"

Buzz!

The void is changing and the golden light is surging. Ye Xuan has entered the eighth turn at the moment. His immortal spirit is blooming with strands of black holy power, and an illusory light spot is quietly breeding in the immortal spirit.

"At the beginning of the gathering of Sacred Hearts, the road is condensed. Good, good, my good disciple. Unexpectedly, as a teacher, I have always underestimated you!"

Looking at the changes of Ye Xuan's immortal true spirit, Yuan Ling was stunned first, and then smiled, as if ye Xuan had given him a great surprise.

"It turns out that the legend of immortality is true. When a person really cultivates the immortal Sutra, his path to holiness must be based on strength!"

Yuan Ling seemed to be looking at a peerless treasure. He was not afraid because ye Xuan was about to complete the third robbery of heaven, but stared at him with great joy.

"Do you want to devour me when I finish the third robbery of heaven?"

At the moment, ye Xuan is in the process of refining the eighth turn and is gradually moving towards the ninth turn. But when he feels Yuanling's joy, a great anxiety appears in his heart.

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Yuan Ling didn't deny it, but solemnly nodded and said, "my good disciple, you're right. I really want to occupy your body. From then on, I'll be you and you'll be mine. You can rest assured that everything you haven't done will be completed for you. Those fake saints will certainly kill them."

Silence, speechless, frightened!

All kinds of complex emotions breed in Ye Xuan's heart. He always knows that Yuan Ling wants to invade his flesh and devour his soul, because only in this way can yuan Ling get the taboo articles in the book of killing halberds and immortals.

But ye Xuan didn't expect that the day came so fast. He was about to complete the third robbery of the way of heaven, and finally had the cultivation of fearless to anyone, but Yuanling finally shot him.