Supreme Uprising - Chapter 963

[Chapter 936 Holy Soul Heaven]

Accompanied by the Third World Yuan Zun, Luo Yunyang walked down the Third World Supreme Sect. This time, Luo Yunyang took the initiative to ask, not to let the Supreme Sect of the Third World stage another big battle.

Although Luo Yunyang was quite pleased with the feeling of being looked up by everyone in the huge battle, he also knew that everything could not be overdone, it was enough to stop at it.

“Brother Yunyang’s boxing intent has been completed, and I am looking forward to Brother Yunyang’s tyrannical fist!” The third generation Yuanzun was full of spring breeze, and there was a hint of ridicule in his voice.

Luo Yunyang said with a smile: “Thank you for the encouragement of the Third World Yuan Zun. I also hope that one day, I can hit that punch earlier.”

In response to Luo Yunyang’s answer, Yuanzun III just laughed and said, “According to my estimation, it’s not too long before Brother Yunyang hits this punch.”

While they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the foot of the Sanshi Divine Mountain. After saying goodbye to each other, Luo Yunyang vacated.

The third generation Yuanzun looked at Luo Yunyang who was leaving, and there was a hint of complexity in his eyes. There was admiration, envy, and jealousy in his eyes…

That’s right, there is indeed a trace of jealousy in the eyes of Yuan Zun III.

“Finally gone!” A Tianzun wearing a robe walked out slowly, with a relieved look on his face.

The third generation Yuanzun glanced at the Tianzun, waved his hand and said: “Junior brother, after others, don’t judge others, and be careful that disasters come out of your mouth.”

The robe Tianzun smiled disapprovingly and said: “With senior brother, you are here, what are you afraid of!”

“What’s more, he has no intention to be our enemy of the Supreme Sect of the Three Worlds. He has kept the Eternal Divine Pestle.” As the day Zun spoke, he handed over the Eternal Divine Pestle.

The third generation Yuanzun glanced at the Eternal Divine Pestle, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and he said solemnly: “Since Luo Yunyang has left the Eternal Divine Pestle, it means that he has no intention of entanglement with my Three Worlds Supreme Sect in the past. grievances.”

“Pass my order: no more petty actions against the Glazed Diamond Gate in the future!”

Although the third generation Yuanzun doesn’t care about anything, but any trouble in the third generation supreme sect can’t be hidden from his eyes.

Hearing the order of the third generation Yuanzun, Tianzun agreed: “I will pass on your decree.”

Watching the day Zun leave with the Eternal Divine Pestle, the Third Yuan Zun sighed softly. Then his figure disappeared silently between heaven and earth.

Luo Yunyang didn’t care what kind of decision the Yuanzun III made, and he was still immersed in the two years of enlightenment at this time.

Baquan, this is the name of the third generation Yuanzun to the method he is bred, but in fact, his name is only half right.

Luo Yunyang named the punch that was being conceived as Supreme Tyrant Fist.

This punch has already been conceived in his heart, but until now, Luo Yunyang has not been able to use it.

It’s not wrong, it just feels like there is something missing, so it has been difficult to play.

However, Luo Yunyang is not in a hurry about this, because this is the most suitable method for him. He has already completed most of it, and the rest is a matter of course.

Even if Baihe Yuanzun didn’t contact him, Luo Yunyang was ready to leave, because Luo Yunyang felt that he had reached a peak just by comprehension.

In the Hongmeng Temple, Baihe Yuanzun had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Luo Yunyang coming, a smile appeared in his eyes.

“Yunyang, it seems that you have gained a lot from this retreat this time!”

Luo Yunyang and Baihe Yuanzun exchanged a few words, and then said in a deep voice: “This time to the Holy Soul Heaven, are you going with me?”

When Bai He Yuanzun was asked this question, his face suddenly became a little embarrassed: “What should I say, going to the Holy Spirit Heaven is such a big thing, at least three lords should follow you to one.”

“But the three honored lords have been busy these days, and in the end, I was the only one who accompanied Yunyang for a walk.”

“But before I leave, the Lord asked me to tell Yunyang that this time, you will treat it as an experience and treat it normally.”

“Of course, the Lord also asks you to make some preparations during the time of the Holy Soul, so that you can have some advantages when the competition for the place to enter the Holy Soul really begins.”

Luo Yunyang could hear the meaning of Baihe Yuanzun’s words, that is, the three emperors did not have much expectations for whether they could capture the holy soul this time.

So, they didn’t even send themselves. It’s just this kind of thing, Luo Yunyang knows that it’s useless to express his determination, and in the end he still has to rely on his strength to speak.

So he smiled towards Baihe Yuanzun and said, “Then thank you all for your concern.”

The two of them were considered familiar, so after a few simple chats and laughs, Luo Yunyang boarded Baihe Yuanzun’s spaceship.

The speed of Baihe Yuanzun’s spaceship was very fast, but even so, the spaceship still flew for three full days before reaching the place.

“Yunyang, I can only send you here and take this token.” After Baihe Yuanzun and Luo Yunyang got out of the spaceship, he pointed to a mountain in the distant starry sky and said, “When you walk to that mountain, just Able to enter the Holy Soul Heaven.”

Looking at Baihe Yuanzun’s words, with a hint of uncertainty, Luo Yunyang felt that this matter seemed a little unreliable.

He carefully glanced at Baihe Yuanzun, and then said: “Are you really sure?”

Baihe Yuanzun spread his hands and said: “I’m really not sure about this, because I have never entered the Holy Soul Heaven. What I just told you is what Lord Master told me.”

“If it’s wrong, don’t put it on my head. This is the order of the Lord.”

Luo Yunyang looked at the white crane Yuanzun who had nothing to do with me, right or wrong, and a feeling rose in his heart, that is, this time, it still seems a little unreliable.

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Luo Yunyang still held the token on the surface and strode towards the small mountain.

A small mountain in the starry sky that looks extremely barren.

Luo Yunyang glanced at least three times when Baihe Yuanzun said that the target was a small mountain peak, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

If he insisted that he found it, Luo Yunyang felt that this small mountain was really a small mountain. An ordinary mountain without any magic.

In just a few steps, Luo Yunyang had already climbed the small mountain, and the token, which had no luster, began to glow faintly the moment he fell into the small mountain.

This light grew stronger and stronger, and finally completely wrapped his whole person. But just as Luo Yunyang’s thoughts surged in his heart, when he was about to look around again, he found that the small mountain had disappeared.

He found that he had appeared outside a dilapidated gate.

The gate, or it should be said that this is the gate tower archway, but the pillars of the archway have all been broken, and even the carved jade plaque made of white jade on the archway has only one word left at this time.

The other characters have become one-foot-sized holes.

sky!

Just this word, but at the moment of seeing this word, Luo Yunyang felt a strange feeling in his heart. He felt that the fist intent that he had originally conceived in his chest had a feeling of being pulled out by this word.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, and this feeling made Luo Yunyang have an impatient impulse in his heart.

It was this feeling that made Luo Yunyang’s heart surge. Just when Luo Yunyang had a kind of cross-legged comprehension of the word, he heard someone say indifferently: “With the token, you can stay for ten days within the Holy Spirit Day.”

“Whether you can get the favor of the Holy Soul depends on your ability. After ten days, you will automatically withdraw from the Holy Soul Heaven.”

The words just now interrupted Luo Yunyang’s comprehension. For these words, Luo Yunyang had a very uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

He stared at the surroundings, and found that there was no one around him at all, not even a shadow.

After pondering for a moment, Luo Yunyang set his eyes on the word that day again, but at this moment, the word that day seemed to have become the most common word, without any divine light, and could not arouse the fist intent bred in his heart.

Luo Yunyang, who did not give up, continued to stare at the words that day, but the final result was the same.

After a quarter of an hour, Luo Yunyang finally chose to give up.

After stepping on the broken stone tablet, Luo Yunyang thought that what he was about to face was a dilapidated world.

But the moment he crossed the Holy Soul Heaven, Luo Yunyang realized that he had made a big mistake. What appeared in front of him were huge palaces.

Some palaces are filled with divine light; some palaces are filled with soft golden light; some palaces are filled with dense air; some palaces are full of purple air.

Countless palaces, each different; each exudes a divine power that feels extraordinary.

Luo Yunyang looked at those palaces and thought to himself: Could it be that in every palace, there is a holy soul?

He could not confirm his conjecture just by watching it by himself, so Luo Yunyang rose into the air and charged towards those palaces.

He wanted to see what was in these palaces.

A quarter of an hour later, Luo Yunyang was already outside a palace. When he stared at the palace, he saw a group of fairies in purple robes dancing gracefully in the palace, and a tall figure was sitting cross-legged in the main hall. .

When Luo Yunyang saw this figure, he seemed to sense Luo Yunyang’s existence. His eyes that seemed to appreciate singing and dancing suddenly lifted up and looked towards Luo Yunyang heavily.

At this glance, Luo Yunyang had a feeling of endless thunder around him. The figure who glanced at himself was like a thunder lord.

At the moment when his feeling arose, a thought emerged in Luo Yunyang’s heart: This purple-robed figure is so powerful, could it be that he is one of the holy souls?

Just when Luo Yunyang’s thoughts were surging, the purple palace and the dancing fairy disappeared without a trace in an instant.

As if they never existed!