Chapter 187 The Details of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation

Age does not count in prehistoric times.

Hundreds of years have passed.
Taizhen, who had already digested the status of White Tiger Star Lord, slowly stood up, bowed to Huanglong, and saluted respectfully.

Nearly a thousand years have passed.

Taizhen finally figured it out now that she has joined the Dragon Court.

Then she must be prepared to be a minister, and she also got guidance from the Kunlun Mirror. Only by following Huang Long can she reach a higher level.

As for the competition between her and the Taiyin Goddess, she didn't take it too seriously, but of course she was also competing with her to see who was better.

If the two girls feel that their White Tiger Star God will fall into the hands of the Moon Star God.

Then their pretty faces would only be slapped by her.

Huang Long nodded slightly, seeing that Taizhen was so understanding, and then directly asked many questions in his mind about the Immortal Court.

"Taizhen, do you know how the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation in the Immortal Court manages to slowly gather the power of the Ten Thousand Immortals on the body of the Eastern King?!"

The laws and mysteries of the Ten Thousand Immortals Array are not too suspenseful for a person with great supernatural powers like Huang Long.

With divine light emerging in his eyes, he could analyze everything, but there was no existence in the ancient world that could do the same as the fairyland.

With the help of this formation, one can gather the power of all the immortals into one person, and even surpass the Quasi-Saint and reach the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

There is no other reason.

This force is too violent and chaotic. Anyone who comes into contact with it easily will inevitably suffer great oppression.

Even the power of a quasi-saint would be powerless when faced with the mixed essence of all immortals.

The demon clan's heavenly court's great Zhoutian Xingdou formation relies on the power of the Zhoutian Xingdou stars, mixed with the power of the River Map and Luoshu.

Moreover, Taiyi transformed the force that he had managed to withstand with the help of the Donghuang Bell into his own magic power.

not to mention.

Taiyi and Dijun were originally innate gods born from the Sun Star among the stars in the sky.

There is no telling how closely the two are connected to the origin of the stars, which is why they are able to withstand the pressure.

If not.

Being impacted by the enormous power of the stars, one would probably die in an instant and completely disappear between heaven and earth.

Taizhen hesitated for a while, and finally a dragon-headed cane appeared in her hand, just as Hongjun did not take back the water bowl. At that time, Hongjun just casually took back the golden book in it.

The dragon-headed cane was still in Taizhen's hand.

"Dong Wanggong once told me that the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is the formation that exists in his dragon head cane."

The dragon-headed cane fell into Huang Long's hand. Huang Long's soul probed into it, and soon countless information entered his mind.

"What a good plan... Isn't this the great formation Luo Hou used to use?"

Huang Long's mind was also changing at this moment. The large formation inside the dragon-headed crutch was actually the large formation that Luohou used to collect the evil energy of heaven and earth.

It has just been changed a lot, but the essence remains unchanged.

He doesn't believe you when you say there is no influence of Hongjun in this.

Tai Zhen didn't know what Huang Long was thinking, so she continued, "The most critical item in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."

"It is the branch that I once gave to the Dragon Lord."

"You mean Jianmu?"

An image appeared in Taizhen's palm. A towering tree stood quietly in the center of the formation, with countless roots penetrating into the ground, continuously absorbing the power of all immortals.

And Dong Wanggong, who was at the very top, seemed to have descended from the sky at this moment. All kinds of mysteries rose up, and endless power of laws gathered in his body.

"Jianmu?!"

Huang Long tapped the table next to him lightly with his fingers, and his originally frowned brows instantly relaxed at this moment.

"I remember that Jianmu was taken away by someone."

Huang Long remembered the breath that flashed by at that time, but it was too hidden, and he was not sure what it was, so he did not explore it.

It seems to be Ran Deng. "If nothing unexpected happened, this item should have been taken away by Ran Deng, who was following Dong Wanggong."

Taizhen told Huanglong everything that happened to her during the battle that day.

"Light the lamp?"

Hearing the name, Huang Long instantly became interested.

If he remembered correctly, this Ran Deng would join the Chan sect in the future and become the deputy leader.

And later he joined Western religion and became the Buddha of the past.

This guy, although he has not become a saint, is one of the strongest people under the saints.

This guy will really stop at nothing to achieve enlightenment.

Not to mention that he himself is a person with great supernatural powers, he actually ignored the fact that he was of the same generation as Yuanshi Tianzun and wanted to become Yuanshi Tianzun's disciple. It was just that Yuanshi Tianzun saw that he was also one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao.

Therefore, he was listed as the deputy leader of the Chan sect.

After watching it, it seemed that there was no hope for the Chan sect, so he took a group of people and went to the Western sect.

"But now Zhunti and Jieyin are long dead, can Western religion still appear?"

Huang Long suddenly thought of this truth.

However, since Hongjun created Bodhi Taoist and Amitabha, he probably has his own plans.

'Perhaps we can give it a try.'

The fate of the Yellow Dragon was constantly floating and moving above his head, and at this moment, Longmen produced faint ripples.

The surrounding space was trembling, and a winding river of fate began to slowly emerge.

This long river is extremely illusory, but at the moment when the magical power and the power of the law are pushed by Huang Long, a ray of spiritual light rises from it.

"Cause and effect pursuit!"

The branches of the Jianmu tree that Taizhen had once given him appeared in his hands.

There is also a lot of luck left in Taizhen's body from the fairyland, as well as a lot of aura that was contaminated by Jianmu during the battle that day, which can be gathered in Huanglong's hands.

"Jianmu..."

Huang Long uttered a few words, and then he saw the two great principles of fate and cause and effect in his mind flashing with powerful light.

In an instant, the supreme power in the dark locked onto the Jianmu that Randeng had taken away.

Rumble!
A long line instantly pierced through the space and pointed directly to a dark world.

“Hahahaha… Fortunately, I didn’t stand there stupidly during the battle that day, otherwise how could I have obtained this Jianmu?!”

At this moment, a coffin lamp was floating in front of Randeng. The light was as big as a bucket, with sparks floating continuously, helping him to continuously refine the towering Jianmu behind him.

When the leaves swayed, the space here seemed to be slightly turbulent, but all this was no pressure at all for Ran Deng, as he had already entered the realm of quasi-saint.

Although refining this Jianmu at this time would consume a lot of mana and power, it was not a pressure for him.

Before he left the Immortal Palace, he had already carried with him a large number of spiritual treasures and spiritual roots.

As for time.

What they lack the least is time; the only issue is whether they have a way forward.

Now that the Immortal Court has been destroyed, he has a deep karmic relationship with the Immortal Court and has also suffered a lot of backlash.

However, it is definitely not a loss to be able to obtain Jianmu. This spiritual root of Jianmu is even more miraculous than he imagined.

He casually threw a spiritual fruit into his mouth, and the light of the coffin lamp in front of Randeng became brighter.

“It will only take me 30,000 years to completely refine this innate Jianmu. By then, I will have my own world, which will be extremely stable.

Afterwards, I will carefully plan the path to becoming a saint. I will definitely be the one to hold the position of a great master in the ancient world!"

Rumble!
But before Ran Deng could finish his words, he saw the barrier of his hidden space was instantly blown open by someone.

(End of this chapter)