The First Immortal of the Heavens

Yan Chihuo and Yan Mengqing were so irritated that they sat down excitedly, their eyes staring at Zhang Yang with extremely fiery eyes.

This action made the casting masters startled and turned their heads one after another, because they also noticed the vision in the Yin-Yang gossip furnace, like the mystery of the yin-yang hot coal being stimulated to the sun, the power is rapidly increasing, and it also makes them I had to use all the energy of twelve points, make a full move, and run the four gossip patterns on the gossip furnace, which caused the roar inside to continue, and the occasional breath that poured out was also a terrifying edge of the sacred tool that made the heart palpitating.

The wishful golden holy baton is about to take shape.

However, the holy fire in the land of the holy fire was boiling, stirring, and howling, moving along with the blazing sun holy fire, the two sides seemed to be condensed.

The real situation is that the blazing Sun Flame is undergoing a comprehensive transformation and sublimation towards Dzogchen.

This is a very beautiful process, at least for Zhang Yang.

His Slaughter Thunder Sacred Power grew into Dzogchen, and it simply made him feel a bit too much. There was something that was completely pushed by an invisible hand, and it wasn't by himself at all.

This feeling is very bad.

He hopes to accomplish it through his own efforts, so that he can feel his own.

This time, he finally experienced it.

From the beginning of the achievement of the Sun’s divine power to the sacred power, he took care of it all by himself, and now it is done entirely by his own comprehension, cognition, accumulation, precipitation, as well as adventures, perceptions, etc., which made him feel deeply and very deeply. Excitement also made his mind more sober and his thoughts more clear, and the whole person seemed to be sublimated.

The Sun Flame is evolving.

At the same time, the peak of the nine days made waves again.

The sky was already clear, suddenly dark clouds, lightning and thunder, strong winds, heavy rain pouring down, and even with the rain, it seemed to be mixed with some kind of palpitating feeling.

Saint Xingyan, Yan Donghuang, Yan Ziyou and other saints all walked out.

They looked up to the sky.

"It's not that disaster is doing things again." Yan Donghuang was completely conditioned and didn't use his brain. The question is, do I still need to use his brain? That is a disaster. Where he is, he can make such a big deal. Quietly, there will never be a second person besides him.

Saint Xingyan said lightly: "Yong Yetian."

Yan Donghuang and Yan Ziyou were taken aback at the same time.

Especially Yanzi quietly whispered: "Yong Yetian? Impossible, isn't Yong Yetian..."

He stopped talking abruptly.

Saint Xingyan, the two great sages of Yan Donghuang looked at him together.

"Ziyou, you and Jin Qingxue have never been clean, I know, but I know that you always put the Chiyan Dynasty first in your heart, right?" Yan Donghuang said.

Yanzi snorted and turned to leave.

Yan Donghuang sighed.

Saint Xingyan didn’t say anything, and his identity was embarrassing. He was the patron saint of the Chiyan Dynasty, but he was not of the blood of the Chiyan Dynasty, and he didn’t even have any relationship at all. So when he got involved in something about the Chiyan Dynasty, he Generally choose not to participate.

"Yong Yetian is going to do something, but he can't do anything. It's a strange feeling." Saint Xingyan looked at the rolling dark clouds and the thunder of thunder. With his invincible saint's perception, he could vaguely perceive the anger from the sky. , Killing intent, but never came down.

Yan Donghuang said: "The humanoid disaster was sublimated by the Yang Dao Zhili in the Yin Yang Hot Charcoal in the Yin Yang Gossip Furnace. It seemed very mysterious. Even I couldn't see through the mystery for a while, but he was driving the land of the Holy Fire. The unexpected movement of Chihuo and Mengqing's bloodline, which was stimulated by the holy fire, to return to the ancestors seems to be very difficult, but why does it make Yong Yetian so angry and unwilling."

Xingyan Sage said: "Evering night sky is a rule, the law of heaven and earth, and the manifestation of the power of Tao, but there should not be any emotions, even if it is Eternal Night Without Immortal, it has never been lowered. People in the world can easily perceive the external manifestations of their mood swings. It seems that this humanoid disaster has already hurt Yong Yetian."

He looked back at the place of sacred fire, and said strangely: "What has he done to make Yong Yetian angry by strengthening himself?"

Yan Donghuang thought of the process by which Zhang Yang had exploded the fairy soul and returned to nothing, and thought of his words.

Immortals are just people.

Immortal saints are all.

Fearless, fearless, invincible without me!

This time, when he saw Yong Yetian's anger but unable to bring down the killing, he suddenly felt that he had something to talk to Saint Xingyan.

That is another sentence Zhang Yang said.

Although there is no immortal in Yongye, there will be immortal with me!

Zhang Yang didn't know what was going on outside, and he was not interested in paying attention to it.

Because he knew very well that after Dzogchen’s killing thunder sacred power was born and resisted Yong Yetian’s obliteration, then he would become Dzogchen, even if Yong Yetian was unwilling to do so, it would be useless.

What's already there in this world is there.

The rules of the road are like this.

From zero to one has always been the most difficult. Once the journey passes, then from one to two, to three, to ten, to a hundred, it will only become easier and simpler.

So he doesn't need to worry about Yong Yetian's attitude.

He just needs to be fully committed.

In fact, his transformation and sublimation came very fast this time. After all, he has the foundation for the Great Perfection of Killing Thunder Sacred Power. In addition, his current foundation of the Holy Path has been so strong that some places may surpass the Saints under Heaven, so Yang Shenghuo had difficulties, but he had to break through it relatively smoothly.

Once the Zhiyang Sacred Fire has completed its transformation, it will immediately feed back the Zhiyang Sacred Power.

This is easier.

Even if it took more than half a day, he still completed the breakthrough as he wished.

Zhiyang Shengli officially entered Dzogchen.

In this way, he possesses two divine powers of Dzogchen.

This makes Zhang Yang very excited.

What effect would it have if two Dzogchen sacred powers punched at the same time?

He is now at the eighth level of the Open Heaven Realm, and he still has some lingering fears about this, he may not be able to do it, but can a Dzogchen Holy Power martial arts be added to a Consummation Holy Power martial arts?

Isn't that the same as invincible horizontal push?

Even if you face the Seventh Prince again, you can kill with a punch, unless the Seventh Prince also has a huge improvement.

He didn't know that at the moment when he achieved the Dzogchen Sun Sacred Power, the stimulating sacred fire riots, even if suppressed by the boundless sacred path forbidden law, still boiled out mysteries, suddenly boosting Yan Chihuo and Yan Mengqing's The blood return to ancestors has intensified to an astonishing level, and wisps of blood emerge from their bodies, faintly intertwined into a certain shape.

Once the bloodline returns to the form of condensing the ancestors, that is to reach the extreme, when the true meaning emerges, it will directly push Yan Chi Huo and Yan Mengqing to the point of contending with Jin Shengtian, especially Yan Chi Huo, who has the Holy Body, is afraid It will become the second golden holy sky, and the future is infinitely bright.

How could Yan Chihuo not be excited or excited, he suddenly wanted to say: "God of disaster, let's have another disaster."

He urged the Eucharist with all his strength, showing his superiority over Yan Mengqing. The bloodline returned to the ancestors faster and stronger, and the moment when the blood energy released was really going to condense the state of the ancestor, the blood energy seemed to be drawn. Suddenly the holy flame rushing to the ground boiling.

The sacred fire on the ground was also violent, and between the turbulent waves, the blood and energy were intertwined to form a special figure.