This palm is like thunder, I don't know how many years of affection it contains Li Huacheng, the thick light wave of the bowl mouth actually melted the void, and the Fusang Divine Tree behind Li Huacheng was exhausted by this blow, almost withered, and the meaning of simplicity was even stronger.

And with the gradual strengthening of the quaint atmosphere, Lao Li's illusory figure has become more and more transparent. Most of the soil on the head of the bloody grave collapsed after this blow.

Meng Han's clone, who was still sighing just now, was like a frightened bird, frightened by this blow and retreated. In front of him, there are multiple spaces to wrap around his body.

This palm was too fast, even an existence like Meng Han couldn't imagine that Li Huacheng would make such a move, just after one blow, it was another blow, and anyone would panic.

However, this blow was no longer something that Meng Han could resist, the strong light passed, and the light in the dim light once again illuminated the land of Cangyun, and the multiple spaces dissipated in all directions like a feather soaring, and the pillar of light hit the wound in the center of the eyebrows again.

Where Meng Han was standing, it could be seen with the naked eye that this doppelganger was collapsing, and the Dao behind him was also collapsing, and the clone of a generation of powerhouses actually fell into the soil of Nanze again, and the eyes of the remnant spirit of the Flawless Goddess in his hand were full of horror.

Even though he knew that Li Huacheng was strong, he never thought that Li Huacheng was strong enough to solve Meng Han's clone.

This time, Meng Han no longer had any reason not to die, because this blow was called Transforming Spirit.

"Ahem!"

In mid-air, Li Huacheng was crumbling, and the corners of his mouth were not blood, but some unknown runes and order. The crumbling cause is not depravity, but the indifference of his incarnate figure again.

"This soul blow took me thousands of years to deduce, and I never thought that I would be able to fight your deity with a crippled body, and this blow was left for your incarnation. I still can't support the general trend after all........."

People are self-aware, no matter how extraordinary they were, in the end, he Li Huacheng is not the saint he was back then!

Raising his hand and looking at his body that was about to dissipate, Lao Li sat silently on the canopy, waiting to sit down. After all, these three graves became his own graves......

The only thing I can't let go of in my heart is the young Li Shaoyang and the future trend of Cangyun. But he was going to die eventually, and there was nothing he could do to change anything.

In the distance, the flawless goddess in the palm of Meng Han's clone is still not dead, but he Li Huacheng has no intention of making a move after all, even if Cangyun is powerless to fight against the masters outside the territory, but today all living beings see the general trend, and they will definitely strengthen themselves, the three saints will die, and the primordial heavenly dao will emerge, this heaven and earth will be free of shackles, and the shackles that have blocked the second generation of Cangyun civilization for more than 70,000 years will no longer exist. Over time, it is impossible to compete until people break through.

Although he died today, he left Cangyun with a future, a future full of uncertainties......

And a person like the Immaculate Goddess is just a person like chicken ribs, and it is not surprising that there is no possibility of a breakthrough within 10,000 years, and at that time she may have no threat to Cangyun.

He Li Huacheng has been good at calculation all his life, heaven and earth are the game, and the avenue is the spectrum, and even he himself is just a chess piece of his life.

"When that man returns, ten thousand people deserve to die! Why can't he be me when he is so close to me?"

Lao Li muttered to himself in his heart, without looking at the flawless goddess, he closed his eyes that he didn't want to close for the rest of his life.

The heavens and the earth are clear, the sun star and the Taiyin star appear, and on the shore of Nanze, Li Huacheng sits alone on the crown of the Fusang Sacred Tree and waits for the Tao. On the ground opposite him, a figure was blurred and stood with his head cut off, and he was no longer alive.

But Li Huacheng didn't see that the Dao in this Dao body had not been completely wiped out, and the invisible power was all restrained.

While Lao Li closed his eyes and waited for him to sit still, Meng Handao's body was reborn from dead wood, and he waved his hand away, and a spatial void opened up the unknown, and the headless body that was originally destroyed made a move again.

Without him, this headless Meng Han actually ignored himself, and forcibly threw the Flawless Goddess into the void of space, and the wind and thunder in the void could not stop the power of this headless man's throw. The Tao is inaudible, the power is nuanced, and the technique is peerless!

Hengyu is really indescribable!

But even this meticulous action was noticed by the dying Li Huacheng, although it was a phantom, but still fluttering in his sleeves towards the headless clone and erupting the endless Dao rule.

"A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, trying to hide from the sky and the sea when I return to the ruins! Do you really think I have a crush on her!"

Lao Li forcibly dragged his body that was about to dissipate and questioned the headless clone. Regardless of whether the dead body had a spirit or not, he always believed that Meng Han himself could sense the situation here.

After all, this doppelganger and the deity also have great cause and effect!

From the beginning to the end, he never stopped the remnant spirit of the Immaculate Goddess, allowing her to drift away.

"Boom !!"

A force hit Meng Han's clone, and something terrible happened! That figure was shattered like a nightmare. But his aura still didn't dissipate.

"I thought I could die naturally, but I didn't expect that I would die in battle in the end!

Lao Li is extraordinary, even if death is imminent, he still has the bearing of a saint!

He will not let the hidden dangers be in Cangyun, because Cangyun will need time to nurture talents for a long time in the future. In this way, sitting down can no longer be the best ending, but dying in battle is.

"There is no form, no beginning, no end, no life and no death! Dao Friendly Creation!"

Even if it was the hostile side, Li Huacheng couldn't help but sigh, Meng Han was really unique.

But the horror of Siye's silence, no one replied to him, only Meng Han's breath floated, and Li Huacheng knew that he was still there!

The Taoism changed, and Fusang quickly shrank and became a quaint weapon.

Stepping on the three graves and holding Fusang, Li Huacheng came to the world for the first time in this state. Every gesture is the demeanor of a strong man.

Looking back, he looked at the tomb that followed him for endless years, and at that moment, even if he was as deep as Li Huacheng, he couldn't help but be moved.

"What I have learned all my life has become the method of burial, and today this supreme law should also be extinguished with me. ”

The funeral was originally a supreme combat technique based on the Three Tombs Sutra, and Li Huacheng passed the funeral to Li Shaoyang when he was in the fishing village, and I am afraid that this is also the result of Lao Li's careful consideration.

Why does a wasted person want to study a supreme combat skill?

Of course, it's for the sake of killing the enemy! Who will you kill? I'm afraid it's just this Meng Han alone.

He knew that one day, he would be gone, so he handed it over to Li Shaoyang for burial. That's the truth!

Only by knowing the antecedents can we make a big deal in the past, and Li Huacheng is worthy of calculating his life!

"The real body should not be guarded against, only this body is in a catastrophe, and it is worth exchanging my life for thousands of years of peace in Cangyun!"

Seeing through the floating life, Lao Li's void body actually burned again, along with Fusang. What remains unchanged is the grave, and this grave is enough to bury everything......

"Funeral!"

With a funeral, in the blood-colored tomb behind Li Huacheng, the ancient sacrificial sound sounded, as if hundreds of millions of living beings were crying, and there was a big man who stood up to the sky and the earth between heaven and earth and was about to die. The grand Dao voice is full of pathos.

Lao Li had the blue sky on his head, stepped on the yellow spring, and died generously, without a trace of hesitation. The void body actually appeared as a feather, and countless light energy particles were peeled away from Li Huacheng's body.

At that moment, only weakness remained............

This is the death of all living beings, and it is the death of civilization.

In the sound of the sacrifice, the blood-colored tomb emitted endless blood light. together

The majestic figure stands on the grave. A finger points out a thousand rays of light

Four shots hit the sky.

At the same moment, silently, the Fuso Sacred Tree turned into powder, and as the most ordinary object, it became the first object of sacrifice, and became the nourishment of the tomb in the dark.

Next, Lao Li was also absorbed by the three graves and disappeared since then. And the aura of the three blood tombs was unprecedentedly strong.

Because of Li Huacheng's sacrifice, many esoteric runes appeared on the three tombs, and I am afraid that Li Huacheng will not be able to know the mystery of these runes even if he is reborn.

Beyond Hengyu, to the unknown! This is the biggest secret.

Above the blue sky, the Tao is imprinted in the void and does not disperse, under the blue sky, even if it is the supreme law, there is nothing to hide, and the never-before-seen runes shine on the heavens, and in the haze, the headless clone emerges in the world.

The three graves have spirits, the light of Xuanhuang is dense, and the terrifying blow is blown.

This blow completely scattered the headless clone, leaving only the fragments of the material that forged the Dao body.

However, I don't know if there is a lesson from the past or the order of the blood grave, even if this doppelganger becomes scum, the tomb will still bury it in it.

At that moment, on the other side of the endless void, there was a supreme powerhouse who was furious, he was Meng Han himself, knowing that his Dao body was destroyed, and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

In the heavens and star fields, a wisp of the remnant spirit of the Flawless Goddess floats, and I don't know when or what month can reach the other side of the void.

There are no bells and whistles, no shocking power, just a burial word, Li Huacheng has completely wiped out Meng Han's clone in the three graves.

Cangyun Heaven, the primordial heavenly dao finally recovered, replacing the sage heaven and earth that sealed the heavens and forbidden. During the day, the sun and stars repeat the cycle, and at night, only the sun and the clouds hold the clouds, and there are no stars in the heavens!

The silver glow was like a mist, and the grave was still a grave, and at night, there was an old man on the grave who straightened his rickety back.........!

In his eyes, there is the fall of the sage, the supreme defeat, the brilliance of all things, and the continuation of the bloodline. More often than not, by the side of the fishing village, a young man with a lot of aura has spent his years together.

The Tao changes, that person stands up to the sky to open up civilization and break history, and in the snap of his fingers, the years are in vain.

On the road of civilization, there is a supreme person who stands in the way, and once he is buried, he will eventually record immortal feats for the world. The body of the Supreme One changed color in the heavens and the earth, and the heavens wept blood, and the figure on the great tomb also fell down, leaving behind hundreds of millions of living beings to cry and shake the heavens, and the dead were like ......

Burying the enemy and eventually burying oneself, the best result of the burial in the end is to die with a weak attack and a strong one.

This is the true meaning of the funeral, and it is also the writing of Li Huacheng's life

Shine......

Looking back, under the moonlight, the figure on the bloody grave was no longer visible, and the legend ended at the legend, but no one in the world ever forgot the legend......