Chapter 2757

For a moment, the noise was boiling, and countless monks in Xianfu were either sad or unwilling.

However, it is a pity that the natural disaster did not shift with their will. No matter how pathetic and unwilling they are, they still can't resist the downward trend of disaster. The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the chill is getting stronger and stronger.

Where is the turning point? Is it really a mistake that the fate of the young strange tree has changed with the appearance of Wu Tian and himself? Ye Lingfeng is also anxious, at a loss of four scan more than, want to find a glimmer of life.

But unfortunately, no matter how he balked, Yongye blocked his sight and made him unable to see any light.

Fortunately, although everything is unbearable, it is not at its worst. At least he and Wu Tian are still alive, and as long as they are alive, maybe they can still find a chance to survive, but it's only possible

"It has been 3000 years since the founding of Zhuque fairy house. In the three thousand years, although the immortal mansion can't say that it hasn't done anything wrong, it dare to say that it hasn't done anything angry! Why does God want to bring down such calamities? "

At this time, the ancestor of immortal mansion looked up at the sky like a black cloth, and his voice was trembling and growling.

Word by word, just like the cuckoo crying blood, the voice is full of pathos, but also full of unwilling and angry, people can't bear to hear.

He didn't understand why God had to treat Zhuque immortal's house like this even though he hadn't done anything angry!

It's true that Zhuque fairy house hasn't missed anything, but what's wrong is not Xianfu, but Zhuque! The samsara of the world, between the constant life and death, has obtained the variable, such mistake, is a kind of blasphemy to the constant heaven and earth. It's more serious than any mistake.

Ye Lingfeng sighed helplessly. At this moment, he already understood why the rosefinch would have a catastrophe every three thousand years.

There is no other reason but the word "against heaven". To get rid of life and death is to get rid of the bondage of heaven and earth. There are many things in the world. How can heaven allow such an alien species to exist forever? There must be countless twists and turns.

Even after thinking about this, ye Lingfeng could not help worrying about his future. The rosefinch's escape from life and death led to the fury of heaven and brought down the great calamity, while he suffered from the jealousy of heaven because of his perfection, so every time he was robbed by heaven, his power was far superior to that of other monks.

After careful consideration, perfection is more irritating than detachment from life and death. Because it's extraordinary to be detached from life and death, but only to find a variable in the way of heaven, but to be perfect is to do something that the way of heaven can't do.

Ye Lingfeng can't imagine how terrible the disaster will be if his Yuanying achieves perfection.

"If heaven doesn't help me, I will help myself. If I don't put out the fire, how can I break my hand! Take me as a platform, recast not to put out the fire! " All of a sudden, there was a resolution in the mournful voice of the immortal father, such as what decision he made.

Daotai? A language falls down, leaf Ling breeze mind suddenly a quiver, in Mou have different awn to flash. Because in his Dantian, there is a Taoist platform left by Lei Zhenzi in the LeiDi palace. He didn't know whether it was the same thing as what the ancestor of Xianfu said.

"Laozu, no!" But before ye Lingfeng thought about it carefully, Fang Ruo was frightened when he heard the sound. There was a trace of anxiety and panic in his voice. He didn't want to see anything terrible happen.

Hum! But the moment she spoke, there was a light coming from the place where the voice of the ancestor of the immortal mansion came.

The light is brilliant, just like the first flame of heaven and earth in chaos.

That kind of blazing light, in an instant, it was like a black cloth covered sky, lit up a gap.

And with this light, ye Lingfeng was surprised to find that the original strong body of the ancestor of Xianfu had become a lot of rickets at the moment, and even countless scattered grays appeared in the ink like hair.

It looked like he was thousands of years old in this instant.

Boom! Then, the light that was like the first flame between heaven and earth suddenly moved, and turned into a stone altar with dazzling red light. The stone platform altar shuttled out at a very fast speed and flew to the position where the rosefinch did not extinguish the fire and dissipated.

Then, it hummed and trembled, and turned into a whirlpool. It constantly struggled with the power lingering in the heaven and the earth. If it wanted to mobilize all the fire elements in the immortal mansion, it would condense a bunch of fire again.

After a few breath, along the platform of the vortex above the void, suddenly there is a wisp of flame.

Although the flame is translucent, it seems true but not true, it seems real but not real, it seems virtual but not virtual, but when it appears, it makes people feel like the darkness in front of their eyes like a black cloth, like a gap cut by a sharp blade, to let people see the clear sky.

Even the bitter and cold breath, also for one stagnant, appeared as ice and snow by the spring sun when the melting sign.

The appearance of this scene shocked the spirits of those already desperate monks in Xianfu. They just felt that looking at the faint flame whirlpool was like seeing a glimmer of hope.It turns out that Daotai was reserved by the great power of Sendai. No wonder the black emperor was so excited and envied that he thought he was lucky.

At the moment, ye Lingfeng is more excited than those monks in Xianfu. He has already found that the Taoist platform condensed by the ancestors of Xianfu is strikingly similar except that its breath is different from Lei Zhenzi's, and it is weaker.

Not only that, but he even thought of more. He combined the word "Daotai" with the word "Sendai" and began to doubt whether there was some hidden message between the two "platforms" of Sendai and Daotai.

Zheng! But just as the monk of immortal mansion gave birth to hope, ye Lingfeng was shocked. Suddenly, there was a clang sound like a sword coming out of the sheath in the gloomy world. Then, a solid black air suddenly appeared from the void, like a sharp sword, chopped heavily on the flame whirlpool of the Taoist platform of Xianfu.

With a single blow, the terrible force, like destroying the withered and decaying, caused the whirlpool to disintegrate directly from the middle, revealing the prototype of the Taoist platform. However, after this attack, the road platform was full of cracks and finally exploded.

Poof! The Daotai collapsed, and the ancestor of Xianfu was like a piece of gold paper, coughing up blood, and his life was like a flood that broke the dike. It was only a few seconds before the oil ran out and the lamp died out.