.Original "Go to find Qing'er Master & 1&Original" Sima Jin threw a sentence and disappeared into the flag gate in a blink of an eye.

Unlike Lu Zhoulei and the other three, Sima Jin did not need to go to Shanqian Square to register if he wanted to participate in the Dao Dao Dharma Assembly. He just asked the leader of Qing'er to give her the Netherworld Sect to participate in the competition. This Dao Dharma Assembly was an on the surface a competition between the world's Taoist cultivators, but in fact it was just a power struggle between the three major forces and the Eight Sword Alliance. Therefore, the three major forces and the Eight Sword Alliance have many places to participate.

An Bochen withdrew his gaze. He stood quietly at first, as if thinking about something. Suddenly, he turned to look at somewhere, his figure floating like cotton wool in the wind, and in a moment he fell to a cliff east of Sanxian Peak.

The cliff is protruding forward, which is very different from the vein trend of the Three Immortal Peaks. It does not seem to grow naturally, but is a trace of carving. At the cliff there is a fog that cannot be seen clearly. The fog appears a faint purple color, rolling like a wave, one after another, and sometimes several channels fly upwards. The purple air comes from the east, and it also looks like an invitation letter sent to An Bochen.

An Bochen shook his head speechlessly, and fell into the valley by stepping on the purple air.

Under the purple air in the valley, there is an endless sea. There is light in the sea, but it is a burning purple sun. The sun boils the sea water and dyes it purple, and the purple air flows upwards. Above the purple sun, there is a man sitting upright, with a black armor painting halberd, with an unparalleled face and a fierce and slow temperament.

In this situation, An Bochen couldn't help but think of the century-old master of Hongfu in that era, the empress in Bai Sun Palace. The empress in Bai Sun Palace could not only call him an emperor in the three dynasties, but also force him to retreat as strong as Dongyue King. Her own cultivation should be in Xuanxian Realm, but she was knocked back to the true immortal because she later visited the birth of the Heavenly Palace. In other words, Sima Jin's master captured Bai Sun when she was in Xuanxian Realm. This Bai Sun was different from the demon sun captured by An Bochen in the past. It was transformed by the real and true sun, and possessed the power of the sun and stars. Now Lu Fengqi captured a purple sun and rode on the purple sun to the Three Immortal Peaks, demonstrating his extraordinary domineering aura. Although his cultivation was only in the true immortal realm, just by his capture of Zi Ri was enough to truly join the ranks of order destroyers who challenged Xuanxian's strength.

"It's been a long time."

An Bochen stepped on a trace of purple air and stared at Lu Fengqi.

When Lu Fengqi suddenly raised his head, a strange color appeared in his eyes, including the color of ice and snow, the color of purple sun, and a trace of yellowing. Ice and snow are the indifference in Lu Fengqi's bones, and the purple sun is the Dharma he is under his seat now. As for the yellowing, it represents the gains of his century-long practice in the underworld.

At the end of his practice, he will enter a state of returning to nature and turning complex into simplification. Just like Lu Fengqiu, he will reveal three special features of his essence.

Nodded slightly, Lu Fengqi did not speak, and a mighty and domineering aura naturally flowed out of him. The saint of the Eastern God Sect for thirty years had fought and killed the powerful in his hands. It was not surprising that Lu Fengqi had this temperament. However, the stronger the aura of this era, the deeper the imprint of this era will be on him. This is a good thing before the collapse of heaven and earth. But after that, for Lu Fengqi, whether his practice or the heart of Tao, it is extremely bad.

With Lu Fengqi's eyesight, he could not see this. He is not short-sighted and only cares about the people in front of him, but why is he so addicted?

An Bochen didn't understand a little.

Before he could continue thinking, Lu Fengqi's eyes suddenly became warmer. The purple sun under his seat expanded with his eyes. The purple light carried a wonderful mystery in the valley. Each purple light actually had the breath of a true immortal, but it crawled like a soldier, silent under Lu Fengqi's hot but suppressed gaze.

An Bochen was stunned and then smiled. How could he not be familiar with Lu Feng's eyes?

Almost as Amber Chen smiled, a trace of murderous intent was revealed in Lu Fengqi's eyes, and his eyes were no longer suppressed. Like the purple sunlight of millions of magical weapons, sweeping towards Amber Chen. Although this power was accurately controlled by Lu Fengqi in the valley, every trace of purple air would slid into the air, and tens of millions of purple flowers would sway all the way, each with the power of a true immortal, instantly the valley was filled with millions of voids, and the void gathered together, forming a large black hole. The black hole emitted a fierce suction force, tying Anbo Chen's soles, and tens of millions of purple flowers rushed towards Amber Chen's upper body at a speed greater than before.

Under the interpretation of Lu Fengqi's gaze, the entire cliff-bottom valley changed into a strange magic hand, as if he wanted to twist and tear Amber Chen.

An Bochen stood calmly in front of the "Demon Hand". He looked at Lu Fengqi's attack, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Lu Fengqi's previous mystery was the power of "extreme". Although it was also an extraordinary mystery, it was not as profound as An Bochen's Zhoutian mystery. However, the attack launched by Lu Fengqi could not find the mystery of "extreme" in his previous "extreme" at all, but was full of domineering aura that could annihilate the heaven and earth, and I was the only one. This domineering aura is not an ordinary domineering aura, but it evolved from the positive energy of the purple sun to negative energy of the black hole, and then gathered into a contradiction and distorted force.

This power seems familiar, An Bochen raised his eyebrows, but he remembered the Netherworld Sect's classics he read back then, which recorded the mystery of the martial arts of an ancient great master and the morality contained in the rise and fall. An Bochen guessed that the great master had blood relationship with the Princess of the Sea who founded the Netherworld Sect. What interested An Bochen deeply was not the relationship between the two, but the martial arts that proved the rise and fall of the Tao. Because in the martial arts island formation of the king country, An Bochen had also seen this martial arts. Although there was only a few words, among the stone tablets that recorded the martial arts in the island formation, the stone tablet was ranked very high, and was on par with the "Nanhua Sutra" and "Tao Te Ching".

Lu Fengqi relies on the purple sunlight derived from his eyes to possess the moral of prosperity, while the black hole formed by the purple sun tear apart the meaning of decline and death. Whether it is prosperity or decline, it has unique and powerful power. The combination of moral principles of the two sides is not inferior to the martial arts that contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, such as the "Southern Hua Sutra" and "Tao Te Ching".

However, Lu Fengqi should have not yet realized prosperity and decline from the black hole of Zi Sun, otherwise he could kill the true immortal and defeat the Xuanxian with just one look.

Amberchen stared at the purple sun and black holes that were entangled in front of him, thinking in his heart.

He seemed to be motionless, but he was always one step away from the "demonic hand" transformed by Lu Fengqi's eyes. However, it was because he was moving in the valley at a backward speed that even the eyes were difficult to capture, and he also tore up the void, using the power of the void to fight against Lu Fengqi's purple sun and black hole. In just a moment, the valley was filled with all kinds of voids, large and small. The so-called void is a corridor that disrupts the direction of the space. It would be fine if one or two voids were filled with voids and causing chaos in the space, the place where the void was born would inevitably collapse.

Once this valley collapses, the Three Immortal Peaks will also collapse, and An Bochen will inevitably be exposed, which is inconsistent with his original intention.

An Bochen, who was retreating quickly, looked up at Lu Fengqi. In fact, he knew without having to look at it. Lu Fengqi was forcing him to take action, and wanted to try the progress of each other's cultivation in thirty years later.

An Bochen shook his head again and took his right hand out from behind. If there was light at this time, he could find that An Bochen's hand was very different from the past, as crystal clear as jade. Even if there was no light at this time, in the dark purple sun and black hole, An Bochen's right hand was like a pale white shadow of jade. Although it was easy to be ignored, once it was seen, it was full of a mysterious and transcendent special style.

"The sky is full of people, but I am half-hearted. It is better to only focus on Zhoutian and only focus on martial arts."

Amberchen said so, his voice was so low that he could only hear it himself.

But what kind of person is Lu Fengqi? He is also at the peak of the true immortal, and how could he not hear An Bochen's words? A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and the eyes that looked at An Bochen showed a hint of coldness. He hid himself under the cold appearance. Those who do not know others did not realize it. Those who know others were like An Bochen, but he knew his extremely sensitive self-esteem.

Sure enough, there was a very undetectable fluctuation under the purple sun and the black hole that was lit up, and it only stayed for less than one ten thousand moments, but this one ten thousand moment was enough for An Bochen to stab him with a long-standing shot.

Yubai's right hand turned into a spear, and An Bochen stabbed it out with a shot, not stabbing at Zi Ri, not stabbing at the black hole, not stabbing at Lu Fengqi, but stabbing at the point between the three.

The void trembled, almost shaking the entire valley.

A strong evil aura appeared between Lu Feng's eyebrows. He gritted his teeth and withdrew his gaze.

Zi Ri and Black Hole strangely cut off their connection with each other under the abject shot of Amber Chen, and turned into powder and was wiped out.

The void gradually closed, purple air drifted in the valley, white mist rose, and everything returned to normal.

An Bochen did not use the Four Elephant Spike of Zhoutian, but a very simple move of ant to break the Zhoutian spear. Lu Fengqi used the unique skills of the purple sun-making black hole that he had spent thirty years to cultivate. He only relied on one look and one look, without doing any skill or taking action. Just one look had the power to kill the god and destroy the Buddha.

The two did not have a formal confrontation, so they did not distinguish between the top and bottom.

An Bochen smiled faintly and smoothed the bumpy void in the valley. Lu Fengqi was still standing on the purple sun, but his eyes looked at An Bochen with a fleeting fear.

As early as sixty years ago, An Bochen, Lu Fengqi and Jiuchenjun agreed to a deadline for thirty years to gather together to discuss the future.

Another thirty-year deadline has arrived, and Lu Fengqi arrived early, but only Jiuchenjun was sent. It is not yet completed.
Chapter completed!