"Is this a reversal of destiny?"

Mengxi was lying on the futon, breathing weakly, feeling that life was constantly draining, and a look of struggle appeared on his pale face: "Reversing the destiny of heaven, ten deaths and no life, is it worth it?"

When Mengxi had just entered the Qingzhai Dao Nunnery, he had already heard that Zhang Daoran was punished by the Heavenly Dao because You Yixiu, a disciple, leaked the heavenly opportunity of the Wengu earthquake. He was unconscious for more than two years.

Just a disciple, if he leaked the secret of heaven, he was punished by the Heavenly Dao, and now he is reversing the Mandate of Heaven, what kind of punishment will he receive?

Is it a life for a life, or is it ashes, and there is no ** return.

A trace of anxiety appeared on Mengxi's face, wanting to stop Zhang Daoran from casting a spell. It's a pity that there is a trance in front of me, and my consciousness is groggy and I want to fall into the darkness. I wanted to move my fingers, but I was weak. And I feel that the strength of my whole body is slowly lost from my body.

As soon as it was dark, Mengxi felt that his soul was about to float out of his body. At this time, there is a mysterious force that pulls the soul and does not let the soul out of the body. Mengxi felt sad in his heart: "If I die like this, he doesn't have to change his life against the sky, reverse the way of heaven, and be punished." ”

"Click......

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded through the heavens and the earth. A lightning bolt crossed the sky, and the world in front of him was dark, but this lightning flashed through the sky and cut through the darkness, just like Pangu opening the sky and cutting through chaos.

The sky, the stars, all around, was silent.

The soul regained its consciousness at this moment, and its consciousness slowly cleared up. There is a strange feeling of returning from hell to earth, from death to new life. In front of him, Zhang Daoran's body turned into a blurred image, like thousands of thousands, occupying the entire courtyard and everything in front of him.

Among the thousands of phantoms, a colorful long sword, flashing with colorful light, seemed to have a fatal attraction, firmly attracting a lightning bolt in the air. The lightning pierced through the sky and should have passed away, but at this time, the orange lightning floated above the colorful long sword for no more than three feet. At the other end, stretching into the sky I don't know how far. The closest place to the Colorful Sword is still slowly shortening the distance.

The sky was originally full of stars, and suddenly a black cloud poured in. Within a radius of thousands of miles, black clouds cover the sky and cover the thunder and lightning. The black clouds, only more than ten meters above the ground, seem to be within reach.

A terrifying coercion is overwhelming. Mengxi felt that at this moment, his body seemed to be crushed by this coercion. The body is like sinking into an abyss, and the faster it sinks, the faster it sinks.

The strange thing is that Mengxi's consciousness is very clear, and his mind is moving very quickly as before he was not injured. His eyes noticed that he had stopped walking and stood at his feet, and his majestic figure seemed to tremble slightly at the moment when this coercion was pressed, and his body was slightly bent.

"He... Can't stand it?"

The power of the Heavenly Dao, pressed on the body, I am afraid that it is an immortal, no, it is difficult for a saint to parry!

"That's it, because of me, he lost his life?"

Mengxi wanted to struggle to get up, but her body seemed to be out of control. It's like looking at a boulder and thinking that the boulder will fly up with your thoughts, and in the end, the boulder won't move at all.

"In my way, into the way of heaven. The rules are not scattered, and the rules are difficult to see. "At a certain moment, when the Heavenly Dao was coercive and oppressed heaven and earth, Zhang Daoran's body bent, and it was like a rotten wood at any time, which was difficult to support the gravity of a thousand catties and break. As Zhang Daoran chanted the incantation in his mouth, his body slowly straightened. As Zhang Daoran's body slowly stood up straight, the black cloud, which was originally only more than ten meters, was like a big hand, holding the black cloud and slowly rising into the air.

"I am not the other way, and I can get away with it. Dao marks can complement each other, and Dao meanings can be compatible......" Zhang Daoran continued to chant the spell in his mouth, and the black clouds in the air slowly dissipated. Mengxi felt that at this moment, his soul was baptized, and his consciousness was fluttering and fluttering, just like the cold winter wax moon, the originally frozen body was placed in the hot spring, warm and comfortable.

The scenery in front of him changed, and Mengxi felt his soul float out of his body and stand in the courtyard of Sanqingguan. In the sky above the courtyard of Sanqingguan, the sky was full of stars, and a lightning bolt was infinitely close to the colorful long sword.

A large net, shimmering with thousands of colors, enveloped the sky. Above the earth, there seemed to be countless ropes that shimmered in thousands of colors, cutting the earth into squares of one meter square. Bursts of mysterious aura poured out of the earth and gathered in the air.

Above the Sanqing Temple, in the center, above the thousands of glorious silk lines, there stood a vague figure. This figure exudes an eternal atmosphere of love, tolerance, open-mindedness, and inclusiveness.

In the air, not far from this mysterious figure, eight figures, gods and men in different costumes, wrapped in light, their appearance was blurred, and they all stretched out a right hand, and a mysterious aura converged on the top of the Sanqing Temple.

"My Tao is the Tao, the origin of the Tao. The way of heaven is the way, the chapter of the avenue. Humanity is the way, faith is the abyss. Shinto is the way, and the world is ......"

Zhang Daoran's voice continued to drift into his consciousness, and Mengxi suddenly realized: "This is the manifestation of the four realms of heaven, earth, man and god, will!"

"He is actually able to summon the four realms of heaven, earth, man and god!"

Mengxi was in a trance, and thousands of doubts welled up in his heart: "Who is he, and what is the cultivation realm?"

It has been some years of cultivation, and Mengxi is no longer a rookie who has just entered the Tao, and he knows very well that there are four ways of heaven, earth, man, and gods, and it is not human power that can be summoned. It can be said that the four realms of heaven, earth, man and god represent the pinnacle of the Dao......

As these thoughts appeared in the sea of knowledge, Mengxi felt that the strange feeling just now instantly dissipated. He was still lying on the futon, and the pressure around him was still there, and he couldn't move a bit. And Zhang Daoran in front of him, his body stood straight, his head was slightly raised, and he seemed to have an unyielding will.

There is a great kind of imperial momentum that I am the supreme and all things surrender.

"Zizi ......"

The sound of a high-voltage electric current colliding came into his ears, and Mengxi looked into the air, and the colorful long sword had already made contact with the thunder and lightning. The colorful sword slowly sank and floated towards Mengxi's chest. As the colorful long sword continued to sink, the originally three-foot-three-inch colorful long sword slowly dissolved.

The colorful long sword, every time it sinks a distance, the colorful long sword dissolves.

The thunder and lightning sank no more than a meter with the colorful sword, and the seven-colored sword was already at least ten centimeters shorter.

Mengxi felt that in his chest, where the long sword was inserted, the half-cut sword began to tremble. The wound did not feel painful, but rather an itchy and unbearable feeling.

Lightning, as the colorful sword continued to fall, the moment when the colorful sword completely disappeared. Zhang Daoran's figure turned slightly, and he roared in a low voice: "In my name, lead electricity into the body." Injuries and illnesses dissipate and life is restored......"

"Hum..."

In an instant, the thunder and lightning that originally stretched in the air for an unknown distance instantly drilled into Mengxi's body.

Powerful power, constantly destroying vitality, but in the midst of destruction, endless vitality is generated. Mengxi felt that his body was sore, and the sword in his chest was broken, and the shaking was even more violent.

"Sneer......"

The broken sword shot out of Mengxi's chest, bringing up a trail of blood. This slip of blood, pulled by a mysterious force, re-entered Mengxi's body. The wound instantly scabbed off and healed in the blink of an eye.

"Bang Bang ......"

The heart, which had stopped beating, suddenly heard the sound of a muffled drum beating.

The paralysis of thunder and lightning, and the vigorous body, made Mengxi fall into chaos unconsciously.

Groggy and groggy, Mengxi felt as if she had regained control of her body, and all her senses were instantly restored. A gust of wind blew, and Mengxi felt as if his body was being caressed by a gust of wind.

"In my name, ten thousand ways enter the body, enter my world, and the heart of the Tao will not move......"

In a moment of confusion and groginess, I feel like my body is fluttering and entering another dimension. It seems that the body is covered with clothes by a brute force......