Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

They had already blocked their hearing, otherwise they would really not be able to stand the influence of this sound wave.

"Let's go, now that you are here, go in and take a look, Daozu is already waiting for us!"

"Um!"

Sanqing led his disciples into the gate of the casting temple.

Boom boom boom!

When they entered the Temple of Casting, they found that the closed hearing was no longer useful, and the deafening sound immediately filled their minds. Coupled with the influence of the law of Casting Holy Heaven, everyone began to swing their bodies uncontrollably, shaking with the rhythm.

"Master, I feel that I can't control my body!"

Guang Chengzi's face was weird, and he watched as he raised his arms, raised his head and started to sway.

The Taiyi and others behind him are the same.

And they also found out that they had changed their clothes without knowing it.

"That is, Dao Ancestor?" Sanqing saw Dao Ancestor on the extremely huge platform. At this moment, they couldn't tell whether the other party was Dao Ancestor or Heavenly Dao.

Because the breath of both exists in Hongjun alone.

It's just that Dao Ancestor is standing at the forefront of the stage, constantly shouting something in his mouth, with his hands in front, rubbing the good fortune jade butterfly, the sound of the Dao made them feel surging.

Uncontrolled beginning to swing his body to the music.

Sanqing blinked and flew to the high platform with a vertical stature.

At the moment, they are dressed in cultivating clothes. The Master Tongtian wearing a white baseball cap also wrote "Kyushu Lining" on his chest. Although they don't know what they mean, they are very impressed by this trendy outfit. Soon he joined Dao Ancestor's rhythm.

Guang Chengzi and others rushed into the dance floor in harmony with Zhao Gongming, and began to shake wildly with the gods in the sky.

Ye Fan looked at Hou Tu and Nu Wa who were leading the dancers in the center of the dance floor, and smiled slightly.

I am afraid that these two people will soon reach the peak of the saints when they go back this time. They have lost their ego by suppressing their own nature for a long time. Although they have maintained the grace of the saints, they are not conducive to the improvement of their strength.

If things go on like this, it will form a bottleneck.

So tonight, no matter who it is, as long as he enters this Casting Holy Day, he will give each other a big gift.

A burst of golden light illuminates the cast holy heaven.

Ye Fan looked at the people in the West as the Buddha's light rushed into the sky, and said to his heart: I have always had an idea, that is to look at bald-headed Bundi, this is close to 600 Buddhist disciples, all bright and bright, if it mixes into the crowd, then it is. A beautiful landscape on the scene.

Now there are not only people in the Cast Temple, but also monsters. One of the big white snakes is constantly showing and moving his body, jumping very cheerfully.

The fox and hedgehog beside him stood up, shaking their heads.

Hundreds of miles away, a group of monsters from Beiming were also in madness at this moment, all dancing, regardless of beauty or ugliness, venting wantonly.

On the other side, Emperor Fengdu led the team, surrounded by the Yama of the Ten Halls, and started a ghostly celebration, but the sound was not very good!

The bull's head is holding the mane on the horse's face and tail and playing the music of the netherworld.

The mourning stick in his hand looked at Yasha's head and made a rhythmic sound.

Terran, Haotian and others occupied another area, constantly drinking with wine glasses in their hands.

Ye Fan watched Haotian swallow the wine in the quilt cup after cup, and thought, this is not mortal wine, even if the saint drank too much, he would have to pour it down today.

Don't say that you Haotian is a quasi-sage.

Sure enough, after a while, there was a bang, followed by the voice of Taibai Jinxing: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Afterwards, Buddhism entered.

The golden bald head was shining in the light, reflecting the colorful light, a Buddhist clothing turned into sportswear, and various muscles exploded.

Da Shi Guanyin became a short-haired beauty, leaning towards medium-sized, swaying on the dance floor...

This situation made Hongjun on the stage unable to look and cover his eyes.

Although his body is dancing uncontrollably, his thinking has not been affected yet.

And he found that his cultivation base was steadily improving.

Astonished in his heart, he looked at other saints and gods.

"I see!"

He saw the crux of it at a glance.

Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, although these immortal gods have gained longevity, they usually practice cultivation besides psychic wandering, either refining alchemy or dreaming...

Although he can get happiness when he perceives the world, he still has a lot of frustration in his heart under such circumstances.

But here Hongjun found that whether it was a saint or a fairy, their cultivation base was quietly improving at this moment!

Even if Taishang, who has already reached the peak of the saint, has already produced a sign of leaving the prehistoric!

Hongjun looked at the strangely dressed man with gratitude and had to recognize him. Although the so-called carnival this time was a bit beyond his expectations, the harvest was even more beyond his expectations.

"thanks!"

Ye Fan nodded, raised his glass and gestured.

"cheers!"

Chapter 194 Pan Gu is Coming

Seeing Ye Fan's toast, Hongjun, who was playing dishes on the high platform, took out a red wine glass from the space and drank it.

Seeing this, the gods below took out wine glasses one after another.

The sentiment is exciting.

"cheers!"

boom!

After someone drank this glass of red wine that increased their perception, the three flowers gathered on the spot, and the immortal power was surging, shocking the people around them to fly.

"Even to reach the Jinxian cultivation base directly!"

Before that person clearly reached the heavenly immortal, how long did he reach the golden immortal?

Marshal Wang looked at him accepting it, somewhat inconceivable.