The moment the Xuantian Gate opened, there was a burst of screams in the Taihua Sutra.
It exploded with purple energy all over its body, like a stream of light, instantly breaking through the suction force of the Xuantian Gate, intending to flee into the distance.
"Since you're here, leave something behind before you leave."
Lu Yu snorted coldly, controlled the gate of Xuantian, and shone in the direction where the Taihua Sutra left.
Immediately, the suction force emerging from the Xuantian Gate immediately acted on the surface of the Taihua Sutra.
On its surface, each character seemed to be alive, being swallowed by the suction force, and entering the gate of Xuantian.
Whoosh whoosh!
In just a few breaths, dozens of characters have floated out from the scriptures of the Taihua Jing and merged into the gate of Dao Xuantian.
Although the number of these words is not many, each of them contains endless truths and is a priceless treasure, which cannot be described simply by numbers.
In contrast, the Taihua Sutra, which lost these words, has a part of it blank.
It's like a piece of white paper full of words, and someone uses external force to remove the ink from the paper, turning it into a piece of white paper again.
This is an extremely miserable loss for the Taihuajing.
Its body is the scriptures. If there are no words, it will become a blank sheet of paper, and its strength will be greatly reduced.
"Xuantian Jing, and your servant, wait for me!"
Taihua Jing let out a miserable cry, and flew away directly.
It is worthy of being one of the three great scriptures in ancient times. After flying out, it immediately turned into a purple ray of light. Even if Lu Yu used the qi-watching technique to wait and see, there was no trace of it at all.
"It's quick to escape, but I've caught your breath. The next time I see you, it's your death day!" A cold light flashed across Lu Yu's eyes.
What is the son of destiny, what are the three great scriptures.
As long as there is a killing intent towards him, Lu Yu will not let it go.
The Xuantian Gate disappeared, and Lu Yu's body couldn't help shaking.
Although Lu Yu is now an Earth Immortal, it is still a little bit reluctant to cast spells of this level forcibly.
The current Lu Yu seems to be sitting on a golden mountain, but he can't fully display the true power of these spells. His cultivation base is still not enough.
Earth Immortals are only qualified to cast these spells, but they cannot fully display their true strength.
"Xuantian Jing, I didn't expect you to wake up." Lu Yu's spiritual thoughts fell into the cave in his body.
There, the surface of the Xuantian Jing exudes a blue light, glittering and translucent.
From the Xuantian Scripture, there was an intermittent voice, the vicissitudes of life are ancient: "The catastrophe is coming, improve your strength as soon as possible. With your current strength, it is difficult to survive in the catastrophe."
"That's not the complete Taihua Sutra, but a preface to the Taihua Sutra. At the beginning, a Daluo Jinxian made it for the Taihua Sutra. However, that Daluo Jinxian left a way, and this preface became its own soul. Fly away after learning the Taihua Sutra secretly. The real Taihua Sutra should still be sleeping."
"I will fall asleep soon too. Since you have obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor, you will become the target of public criticism when the catastrophe comes soon. Tigers devour dragons, and any real dragon's fate will be obliterated. Before that, hurry up and become stronger .¡±
The last voice of Xuantian Jing became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
It fell into a deep sleep again.
"Could it be that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is exactly the same as the catastrophe that destroyed the heavens before?" A cold light flashed in Lu Yu's eyes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com