Qiu Changsheng chased after the giant who stepped on two dragons in front of him.

That giant took a thousand steps, thousands of miles in an instant, such a terrifying speed, but he still couldn't shake off Qiu Changsheng behind him.

Qiu Chang followed him leisurely, his gorgeous purple robe swaying gently, dancing like a fairy, and the fantasy scene was like a freehand fairy painting.

Unlike Ju Mang's panicked embarrassment and escape, he chased slowly, and even had the leisure to look around at the scenery.

This land of reincarnation, after many years, has already been in the vicissitudes of life, and it has become extremely strange to him.

For Qiu Changsheng, whose true identity is the way of heaven, he never looks at things with his eyes or intentions, but with instinct.

Instinct told him that this world was strange.

Even if the land of reincarnation has been separated from the cultivation world for a long time, it is essentially a part of the cultivation world, and as the master, he will feel strange in this world. In a sense, it's an incredible thing.

What's more, this world originally left a part of the Heavenly Dao, that is, the will of this world.

However, at this moment, Qiu Changsheng could feel this part of the Heavenly Dao and knew that the will of the world was clearly there. Strangely, no matter how he summoned, the will of the world of this world did not respond to him.

It's like a person who knows how to doppelgänger and suddenly finds that the doppelganger does not obey his own orders, but has his own will to become an independent individual.

"Huh. ”

Qiu Changsheng chuckled, no anger, no disappointment, no doubt, and no curiosity. His indifferent eyes seemed more and more indifferent, and he could not see the slightest biological emotion.

"Have you developed your own will? Yes, it's been hundreds of thousands of years. ”

Heaven is omnipotent, and nature knows everything.

As part of the Heavenly Dao that has been separated for hundreds of thousands of years, it is also a Heavenly Dao itself. If you can't produce self-consciousness after hundreds of thousands of years, is it still the way of heaven?

In other words, there are now two heavenly paths. An ontology, a doppelganger, but because the doppelganger has been separated for too long, it has severed its connection with the ontology for too long, so that a new consciousness has arisen.

The will of this world is also the way of heaven.

Both Heavenly Dao believe that they are the true Heavenly Dao, and at the same time admit that the other party is the true Heavenly Dao, but there are no two heavens, and one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

Qiu Changsheng shook his head, with an indifferent smile on his face, and suddenly took a big step.

One step is the end of the world, and one step falls thousands of kilometers behind Jumang.

At this time, the boundless sea water was under the feet of Jumang, and the speed of Qiu Changsheng and Jumang was too fast, and they had already left the land and came to the sea area that I don't know.

Qiu Changsheng stretched out his hand, obviously thousands of miles away, but the palm that was as flawless as a white jade carving fell directly on Ju Mang's back, no more than ten centimeters apart.

Ju Mang felt the heavy crisis behind him, roared wildly, and a cloud of pitch-black smoke suddenly poured out of his body, like a shield that wrapped him firmly. He kicked his feet hard, and the blue dragon that only appeared in the myth of two days, one black and one yellow, immediately let out a long roar like a mournful roar, and soared into the sky, just in the middle of Jumang and Qiu Changsheng's palms.

The palms of the hands were imprinted on the bodies of the two dragons, and without making any sound, the figures of the two dragons turned from real to virtual, and after a while, they turned into a cloud of virtual shadows and floated in the air. The palm of the hand continued to move forward, breaking through the black mist-like shield and gently reflecting on Ju Mang's body.

Jumang's body is a huge black bird body covered with thick black feathers. When Qiu Changsheng's palm was imprinted on Jumang's back, the black feathers fell off in unison, blocking that palm again. And Ju Mang jumped forward with all his might, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.

Qiu Changsheng withdrew his hand, looked at the back of Ju Mang disappearing into the sky, and raised his eyebrows.

Didn't die?

Qiu Changsheng didn't care, if he couldn't kill with one palm, then he would have another palm.

Just as he was about to take a step forward, the calm waters of the lake suddenly became violent, and suddenly a wave hundreds of feet high rolled up in front of him, and under his feet was a rapidly rotating whirlpool.

Qiu Changsheng raised his expressionless face and watched as the huge waves hundreds of zhang high smashed down on him like mountains, drowning his figure in an instant. The huge vortex sucked Qiu Changsheng in an instant, and the turbulent sea water seemed to be boiling and began to rush violently.

Two seconds later, Qiu Changsheng's figure appeared in place again, his gorgeous purple robe was windless, and there was not a trace of emotion on his calm face.

And the sea under his feet became more and more violent, rolling up waves higher than the mountains, hovering in the air, blocking in front of Qiu Changsheng.

"Why are you stopping me?"

He asked, but his expression didn't seem to care about the answer.

In response to him, there were stormy seas and tsunamis.

Qiu Changsheng heard the reply of the waves, and nodded lightly: "I see, are you in charge of your territory?"

The waves roared violently, and the waves rolled up a thousand piles of snow.

Qiu Changsheng was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I was originally here to look for you. ”

In response to him, the waves of water that towered into the clouds like mountains and mountains came at him.

Obviously, this Fang Tiandao did not appreciate it, and directly expressed his attitude with actions.

However, Qiu Changsheng's figure suddenly disappeared, and the waves smashed on the sea, like endless thunder, and seemed to come from the roar of the world's will.

Qiu Changsheng didn't entangle much with the will of this world, both of them are the way of heaven, and no one can help anyone.

The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake of the earth, Qiu Changsheng is just a projection of the Heavenly Dao in the cultivation world, and the body is not in the end of the world, if you really want to fight, you may not be able to take advantage.

Qiu Changsheng reappeared, but he stopped right in front of Jumang, who was fleeing for his life. The sentence that was galloping at extreme speed couldn't control the inertia for a while, and rushed towards Qiu Changsheng, as if throwing himself into a net.

The waves rolled wildly, and countless huge water columns rose from Qiu Changsheng's feet, as if to smash him to pieces.

Qiu Changsheng didn't look at it, stepped out, and passed by Jumang. It's just that in his hand, I don't know when there is a small cyan snake struggling.

The little cyan snake is naturally the ancestral spirit of Jumang.

Immediately, his figure was like lightning, and his purple robe rolled wildly, quickly disappearing into the sea.

Ju Mang still maintained a speed faster than lightning and rushed forward, but the speed became slower and slower, and finally slowly stopped.

He lowered his head and looked at his empty heart, and after a while, he let out a long mournful roar that crashed into the raging waters.

The sea boiled, the sky and the earth changed color, and a violent storm swept the entire sea.

At this moment, there are many volcanic eruptions in the world, accompanied by earthquakes and tsunamis, thunder and lightning in the sky, and torrential rain, like the end of the world.

The wrath of the will of the world makes all living beings instinctively feel fear.