Chapter 511 Final Preparations! Erlang Zhenjun!

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On top of the Holy Mountain in the True Realm, the Zhuxian Sword Formation slowly rotates, exuding a powerful energy that exceeds the legendary level. The cold sword light suppresses the pollution energy in the Holy Mountain.

"What do I need to do?"

In a cave, a figure that was also as skinny as a 'skeleton' looked at Qin Zheng in front of him as he spoke slowly, with a hint of expectation in his groggy eyes.

Qin Zheng stepped forward, and the three divine objects - the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda, the Zhuxian Sword, and the Haotian Mirror - appeared and unfolded, lingering around him, and the mysterious Taoist charm diffused.

"Senior, please guard your mind and avoid being deceived by pollution. I will remove the pollution from your body as soon as possible."

Qin Zheng put his hand on the other person and spoke calmly at the same time. After he finished speaking, a ray of light burst out from the Haotian Mirror, which completely enveloped the other person.

"good!"

‘Skeleton’ nodded in response.

Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he controlled the power of Haotian Mirror and began to pull out the pollution air from the body of the person in front of him one by one.

After being promoted to Hunyuan Wuji, the recovery level of the Sanqing Divine Artifacts and Haotian Mirror has increased again. At this time, it is much easier to remove the pollution air than the last time.

And wisps of polluted air exuding twisted meanings were continuously pulled out under the light of the Haotian Mirror, and then condensed into an extremely black bead.

After this continued for about half a day, when the last ray of pollution was pulled out, the merit scroll shook slightly, and a trace of writing immediately appeared.

[Insects of pollution do not contaminate the mind, swallow up vitality, and cannot be detected. If you kill them, you can get 100,000 merit crystals! 】

Coming!

Qin Zheng's eyes were fixed, and he reached out to hold the Zhuxian Sword. The power of the sword formation immediately surged in like a tidal wave, and then suddenly pierced the heart of the 'skeleton' in front of him.

"Junior brother, thank you for your hard work!"

Daoxing Tianzun looked at Qin Zheng, who looked a little pale, and spoke guiltily at this moment. On both sides of him, Emperor Zhenwu and others also looked moved.

In just one day, three polluted powers pulled out the pollution energy. The consumption involved was unbearable even by Hunyuan Wuji.

Qin Zheng shook his head. He needed the air of pollution to purify the dew of the great road, and then use it to accelerate the improvement of his own strength. Therefore, he took the initiative to pull out the air of pollution.

It's just that Daoxing Tianzun and others didn't know. They just thought that he wanted to accumulate some information for everyone before going to the Bajing Palace, so Qin Zheng didn't need to explain.

Seeing the slightly moved expressions of the people in front of him, Qin Zheng immediately changed the subject and said, "Seniors, can you please discuss when to leave for the Eight Views Palace?"

Emperor Zhenwu looked solemn when he heard this, and responded: "There was a battle just before. Although Heavenly Court was wary and should not make any more moves, Taoist Fellow Jin Ling took action that day and injured several Heavenly Court legends."

"After careful calculation, maybe if we attack again now, the chance of success will be higher. Even if we are discovered by then and the four legends of Heaven are injured, we will have more confidence to fight against them."

"So Fellow Daoist Qin will go back to recuperate first. When your condition is perfect and you return to your peak, you can start heading to the Eight Views Palace!"

Qin Zheng nodded upon hearing this.

He was just activating the Haotian Mirror at the moment, and his mental strength was somewhat depleted. He was not really injured, but he harvested the polluted air and took this opportunity to purify it into the dew of the avenue and increase his own strength.

So he thought for a moment and said, "It may take several years for me to recuperate."

Emperor Zhenwu and others immediately continued to respond: "Fellow Daoist Qin, there is no need to worry. For us, a few years is not much different from a blink of an eye."

Under the experience of Taoist power, which can take millions or even tens of millions of years, a few years is indeed the same as the blink of an eye.

This is not only for the great powers who have been rebuilt through calamities such as Emperor Zhenwu, but also for the great powers of the Tao realm in heaven.

Qin Zheng nodded and stopped talking. He turned around and returned to Yuandong Heaven, once again opening up an independent world.

Although the three polluted powers were all legendary beings in the past, they had been eroded by pollution for too long. Only one could barely maintain his realm, while the other two fell into it.

His current condition is extremely poor, and it is thousands of times more difficult to return to his former heyday than Master Taiyi.

But the pollution air pulled out from the three people was stronger than that pulled out from Taiyi Zhenren's body.

From the three people, they obtained the pollution energy equivalent to fifty drops of dew from the Great Dao, and they killed three pollution insects and obtained three hundred thousand merit crystals, which was a great gain for Qin Zheng.

Many thoughts only occur in an instant.

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand again, and a pearl of pollution exuding a strong and twisted meaning emerged.

previously

With a thought, a precious light emerged from the scroll of merit, and the bead of pollution once again shrunk and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even completely dissipated.

The dew on the avenue is like rain falling again!

At an infinite height, there is an endless dark starry sky, and there are countless huge meteorites floating in the sky and the earth.

Cold, silent, lifeless.

And in the middle of such a square of heaven and earth, stands a magnificent and majestic hall, and above the door of the hall, hangs a plaque, which clearly says - Erlang Zhenjun Hall!

Wow!

A ray of fire suddenly broke the calm and headed straight towards the True Lord's Palace. However, as it approached, the large characters on the plaque flashed with silver light, and immediately a fierce murderous aura rushed out.

This fierce murderous aura turned into a long sword and instantly slashed at the incoming stream of light. The fire was not afraid and immediately turned into a fire dragon and roared out.

The murderous long sword and the blazing fire dragon collided suddenly, and the powerful aftermath swept across the world in an instant, annihilating countless meteorites floating in the starry sky.

The fire staggered back, then quickly converged, revealing its original appearance.

I saw the person standing on two wheels of wind and fire, holding a flaming spear, and surrounded by a red silk ribbon. He looked extraordinary!

"True Lord is too domineering. I was the first to be struck by your sword before I even got close to your palace."

Nezha's breath gradually calmed down, and he said with a smile as he approached the True Lord Temple.

At this moment, his expression was peaceful, not as cold and heartless as in the eyes of other immortal gods. He was less divine and more human.

Boom!

At this moment, the temple door, which had been closed, slowly opened with a roar.

"Woof! Woof!"

A black light rushed out from the gate and arrived in front of Nezha in an instant. The big mouth full of fangs opened and was about to bite Nezha's thigh.

"go!!"

When Nezha stretched out his leg and kicked, the black dog whimpered and turned into a black light and returned to the True Lord Temple.

When Nezha walked into the temple and reached the deepest part, he saw a handsome man in black robe sitting on the cloud bed in the pure hall.

In front of the man, the black dog was squatting respectfully, looking at Nezha with eyes filled with anger and complaints.

Why is this bitch blaming himself?

Nezha was just wondering when he heard the handsome man sitting on the cloud bed say, "How come my fourth brother has time to come to my hall today?"

His thoughts were interrupted, and Nezha immediately responded with a smile: "If Nezha is fine, can't he come to the True King Temple to find his second brother?"

Yang Jian smiled when he heard the words, raised his hand and waved slightly, and soon the heavenly soldiers appeared, respectfully carrying a cloud bed and a table with fairy fruits, wine and many delicacies on it.

"Second brother, there is nothing good in this bitter cold place. Fourth brother, please be patient."

Nezha was not polite, stepped forward and sat on the cloud bed, then reached out and picked up a blood-red dragon-shaped fairy fruit, and took a big bite.

The rich fruity aroma spread instantly, and even the barking dog squatting under Yang Jian couldn't help but drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"I have never eaten this fruit before. It does not improve my cultivation much, but the taste is first-class. Which little god offered it to my second brother?"

While eating the Blood Jade Dragon Fruit, Nezha looked at Yang Jian opposite and asked with a smile.

Yang Jian shook his head, then pointed to the top of his head and said: "The Emperor of Heaven saw that I was working too hard to guard this bitter cold place. I haven't even eaten the food that was sent to me a few days ago. Fourth brother, you are in a hurry." On"

Nezha chuckled.

Yang Jian shook his head, then reached out and patted the roaring dog's head, and said, "Take it if you want, but you can only take one, and you are not allowed to take more."

Uh-huh!

As soon as his voice fell, a black light rushed out instantly, and a Blood Jade Dragon Fruit was missing from the table.

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"What a greedy dog."

Yang Jian laughed and shook his head.

Nezha didn't respond.

He doesn't have a very good relationship with this black dog, let alone bite him directly today. He really should find some opportunities to teach him a lesson.

Thinking of this, Nezha paused while chewing the fairy fruit, and the sight of Roaring Sky Dog looking at him just now appeared again in his mind.

Bury or complain?

"Fourth brother came here today just to mix some fairy fruits and wine with second brother to eat and drink?"

Yang Jian's voice sounded again.

Nezha immediately came to his senses, shook his head, put down the uneaten Blood Jade Dragon Fruit, his expression became gloomy, and he said, "I just woke up from the imperial pond a few days ago."

"Second brother, do you know who killed me?!"

When he said these words, Nezha looked ferocious, and his pupils turned scarlet, showing a violent look.

All immortals of the Hunyuan level in Heaven can be given by the Emperor of Heaven. As long as the true spirit is immortal, they can be resurrected from the Tianchi even if they die.

As a being of Hunyuan Wuji, Nezha naturally received such a gift, and even had the opportunity to be resurrected more than once.

So when he woke up from the imperial pond in heaven, he immediately understood what had happened to him.

That means he is already dead!

So much so that he couldn't tell at this moment whether he was resurrected from the dead or whether the Heavenly Court's Imperial Pool had reshaped a new Nezha!

Because at this moment, his memory of previous deaths was blank. He didn't know what he had done before, nor did he know who killed him!

Yang Jian kept clenching and stretching the five fingers of his right hand, but did not directly answer Nezha's question.

There was silence in the True Lord's Hall.

Nezha's ferocious face slowly relaxed, and his originally violent eyes suddenly showed a little fear, and he asked: "Did the Emperor of Heaven kill me?"

Only the Emperor of Heaven could take action to completely kill his predecessor, and then re-cultivate him from the imperial pond as a brand new Three Altar Sea God.

Yang Jian shook his head when he heard this, then smiled and said: "Although the fourth brother disrespects his parents, I think he respects the world and will not make that person angry and take action."

A hint of complexity flashed in Nezha's eyes.

From Yang Jian's answer, he has confirmed his guess. His previous incarnation has completely perished. He is a newly nurtured Great God of the Three Altars and Seas!

But his memory, magical powers, and magic power are all there. Even if he is nurtured again, it is not a bad thing for him.

He immediately looked fierce, looked at Yang Jian and continued to ask: "Then please tell Nezha, who killed me, so that I can go and end this cause and effect!"

"Woof! Woof!"

The dog barked, a black light flashed, and there was another black dog under the cloud bed.

Yang Jian reached out and touched the dog's head, and said: "A few years ago, an abnormal number appeared in the thirty-three heavens. The Heavenly Court sent Lei Gong Dian Mu, the Four Heavenly Kings, Li Tian Wang and the fourth brother, as well as a group of heavenly soldiers and generals to encircle and suppress it."

"My dog ​​is unlucky. He happened to be sleeping there at the time and then fell into the battlefield."

After these two sentences, Yang Jian said no more, and Nezha also understood it instantly.

It was that oddity that killed him. At the same time, the Roaring Sky Dog blamed himself, probably because he did not rescue this lazy dog ​​on the battlefield.

Whether it was Lei Gong and Dian Mu, the Four Heavenly Kings, or the damned old man, the oddity that could kill him could not survive in the hands of the other party.

"Only that oddity?"

Yang Jian nodded gently.

Nezha's expression suddenly became more gloomy.

Eight Hunyuan Wuji, as well as many heavenly soldiers and generals, were all killed by one person!

Especially the special energy that could erase the body of the immortal gods in the heavenly court, and completely kill the immortal gods in the heavenly court!

The meaning represented by this is already extremely terrifying!

At the same time, he also understood that with his own strength, it would be difficult to resolve this cause and effect.

"Second brother, do you know the reaction of the Emperor of Heaven?"

Yang Jian shook his head.

Nezha frowned.

The atmosphere was silent for a few breaths, and then a black robe fell to the ground. Yang Jian fell from the cloud bed, his eyes looking dimly at the end of this world.

"Since the Emperor of Heaven gave us special energy, we have regarded ourselves as immortal. Now the anomaly has emerged. Even if we are Hunyuan Wuji, we are no longer safe forever. We are in danger of falling."

"So we need to go one step further. Before the anomaly changes again, we should strive to enter the realm of Taoism and prove the legend of Taoism!"

As soon as Yang Jian said this, the long-dormant breath in his body quickly revived and surged.

For a moment, it seemed that an infinite world had descended, suppressing this world and making it wail constantly.

Nezha's eyes showed a touch of envy.

Erlang Zhenjun, the eighth legendary power in the heavenly court appointed by the Emperor of Heaven, is almost certain to prove the Taoism!

At this moment, Yang Jian's eyes were dim, and his pupils reflected the end of this world, where there was an ancient and mysterious Taoist temple on the other side! (End of this chapter)