Chapter 537

It turned out that not far away from the high platform, with his back to the people, there was also a yuan baby, the same size as the people on the high platform.

A closer look, the man turned out to be Yun Lele.

"He's so bold that he wants to be a God together!" Someone said in surprise.

All of a sudden, colorful light in full bloom, high platform issued a long hum, straight shock people's ears numb.

On the high stage, the colorful light is twinkling, straight into the sky, dazzling, almost people can't see the figure on the stage.

Even under the stage, the ancestors of Yuanying, who did not participate in the transformation of gods, were too shaken to open their eyes.

The colorful light illuminates most of the sky in the floating cloud world.

Countless friars and mortals opened their eyes, looked up at the vision in the air, and some even knelt down.

The peaks of Lingxiao Jianzong, Yunhua Zong, Duxian Valley and fanyin Palace are shaking slightly and making a booming sound.

This vision lasted about a quarter of an hour, and then slowly stopped. The light on the high platform dissipated, and the sky was high and the clouds were light, revealing the faces of those people.

The yuan baby in the air has disappeared. They are still closed eyes, cross knees and calm.

Yan Qingyang took the lead in opening his eyes and looked at several other people, who also opened their eyes one after another.

Yuping ancestors look excited, they have several yuan baby's perfect have found, several people on the high stage of cultivation looks unfathomable.

"It's a success, isn't it?" Tianqing's excited voice trembled and asked aloud.

As soon as Yan Qingyang was about to speak, suddenly, a roaring voice came. Dark clouds rolled in and covered the sky. In an instant, it was dark.

"No, it's coming!" Yuping's grandfather was shocked.

"Hold yuan Shouyi, calm down, fight against the natural calamity together, and the others will retreat as soon as possible!" Yan Wenshan said in a loud voice.

As soon as his voice fell, there was a loud click. A purple sky thunder, like a thick pillar, fell from the sky and came straight at Yan Wenshan.

"Let's go!" The jade screen old ancestor yells, in a twinkling of an eye retreated ten li far.

Other Yuanying ancestors also ran very fast. In a flash, a few of them were left here, including yunlele under the stage.

No one noticed that just now, he also succeeded in transforming God!

Click, thunder robbery came, fell on Yan Wenshan, the high platform shaking violently several times.

Yan Qingyang nervously looks at Yan Wenshan. Yan Wenshan's face is pale, and he suffers for a while.

The thunder robberies came one by one, one by one, but most of them were on Yan Wenshan alone, and others were more or less robbed by thunder.

The cloud music under the stage is nine rob thunder, a not bad bear down.

There was a huge purple whirlpool in the sky. There seemed to be stars all over the sky in the whirlpool, dazzling and bright. He and the whirlpool slowly rotated, and the thunder came out one by one.

All the people were pale and spewing blood.

Fortunately, most of their robberies were borne by Yan Wenshan.

Yan Qingyang looks at Yan Wenshan anxiously. She now understands that Yan Wenshan, who was originally in the eyes of the array, mainly plays this role. She just doesn't know if he can bear it.

They didn't count how many robbers there were. They only knew that they were very dense at the beginning, and they became slower and slower at the end.

Yan Wenshan was covered with blood, touched the blood on his face and opened his eyes.

"Father Yan Qingyang cried anxiously.

"There's one last thunder Yan Wenshan looked up at the sky and said, "yang'er, remember to find me. I'm..."

His next words were drowned in the thunder.

A thick purple sky thunder came and enveloped Yan Wenshan.

"Father Yan Qingyang screamed, her voice drowned in the thunder.

After a long time, the nearby Lingxiao sword sect shook violently. Many disciples turned pale and the imperial sword flew into the air, but soon they were scared by the scene in the air.

The Lingxiao sword clan is in a mess.

The hall of Jianzong was shaking violently, and the stones and tiles fell down one by one. The disciples panicked and fled everywhere.

The ancestors retreated a little further and watched from afar.

"Can they... Succeed?" Tianqing's father turned white and murmured, "in the records, there won't be such violent thunder! If they fail... "

The father of Yuping was pale and worried. At the same time, Ling Qianhe and mu Qianxun were worried. They were seriously injured in the disaster and couldn't bear a baby all their lives. Therefore, they didn't go to Qingyang peak to practice these years.

However, this time, Mu Tianhe was also in it. They came to see it.

"As long as I knew, I would not let him become a God. At least I could live a few hundred years more peacefully..." Mu Qianxun murmured with tears in his eyes.

Ling Qianhe looks miserable and holds mu Qianxun's hand. For a moment, he also has this idea. Why do we have to deify? Isn't it good for them to live for hundreds of years? Isn't it much longer than the life expectancy of ordinary people? Master Yuping steadied his mind, glanced at them, and said coldly, "of course, we need to change the spirit. At least, someone can protect the floating cloud world from the disaster again!" Yes, what about Yuanying's cultivation? On Yuanying's cultivation, there are also spirit transforming, fitness, salvation and Mahayana. These cultivation people don't exist in the floating cloud world. However, it is said that in the upper world with abundant aura, Yuanying's friars are just as low-level as Qi practicing friars. Any one of the robber monks can crush the whole floating cloud world. All the people in the floating cloud world, including the monk Yuan Ying, can be wiped out by just moving their fingers. In this case, how can we do without transforming the spirit? The purple thunder finally passed, but the purple whirlpool in the air did not disappear. A soft light purple light shrouded the whole platform. It seemed that there were some stars in the light, emitting a soft atmosphere“ What an abundant Aura Fanyin palace master's eyes lit up, and she immediately sat down with her knees crossed. The ancestors also felt it and quickly sat down to absorb the aura. The people on the stage felt the same way. They felt that their wounds had been healed. The body is getting lighter and lighter“ The time has come. Let's speed up! " Yan Wenshan roared. He was dressed in green, like a blue lightning, shooting at the purple whirlpool in the air. With a light roar, all the people shot at the purple whirlpool like dragons. Yunlele quickly followed up. In the twinkling of an eye, people's figure disappeared. The purple whirlpool stayed for a while, then slowly disappeared. Among them, Shang Congtian once wanted to follow him. He flew up. Just as he approached the purple light, he screamed and fell back. He suddenly passed out. As the clouds and smoke dissipated, the floating cloud world became calm“ Yes, they did! " The crowd wept with joy, and their faces went crazy.