"Yin and Yang, the changes of heaven and earth, the birth and fall of all things, can control ten thousand laws, this formation was originally made by me, the original intention was to keep the old man's own preaching of this stone, but I didn't think that one day it would be used to save my life. ”

On Zhenwu Mountain, once the second in the world, Zhenjun Zhang Junbao looked at the yin and yang fish that had been broken above the void, and opened his mouth to the little monk to hang in the air and say to the Confucian female gentleman.

There was a lot of sigh in his tone.

Wei Wuya, who was standing beside the old Dao of Zhenwu Mountain, could feel the sigh in it, and the old man himself did not expect that he, the number one in the world, would be forced to this point.

Fate is really bizarre!

"I won't say more, draw the formation on the ground, you first write it down, and then change the big formation according to the old man's drawing, otherwise we will not be able to go to heaven to be the companion of those people." ”

The old man raised his head and looked above the void, and said with a wry smile.

Hearing this, Wei Wuya looked at the void, and the countless black dots were like detritus floating in the blue brilliance of the blue light.

His face changed, and he asked:

"If you go up...... What will happen?"

The old Taoist of Zhenwu Mountain smiled, then looked at the void, and said helplessly:

"It depends on how far he has attained. ”

After saying that, Lao Dao seemed to feel that what he said was not enough to be vivid, and he continued to add:

"When the old man preached, a radius of ten miles was full of calamity, and the grass and trees withered, if it wasn't for the remote location of this Zhenwu Mountain at that time, I don't know how many people would be buried with him. ”

Wei Wuya couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he heard this, he had followed the two world's first people in the past few days, and he also knew that the enlightenment was the catastrophe of enlightenment and the heavenly path, and the fall of the law became a disaster.

Now that person is in the midst of enlightenment, if this is really the enlightenment...... Wei Wuya looked at the brilliant blue again.

Looking at the current appearance, if it is really heavenly, I am afraid that there will be no good thing.

"The two of you are still not moving, it is important to save your life!" Wei Wuya looked up at the one Confucianism and one Buddha on both sides.

The little monk Kongchan and the female gentleman Li Pujia glanced at each other and moved.

On the Zhenwu Mountain, the old Taoist sketched the Taoist text, and the empty Chan little monk and the Confucian female gentleman were changed according to the old Taoist text on the basis of the formation pattern.

As the Dao patterns above the void were slowly changed, the Yin Yang Fish slowly rotated in the void, and the cracks healed quickly, and they were soon reconciled as before.

However, the feeling of weightlessness has not diminished in the slightest.

In addition to the Confucian and Buddha, Lao Dao and Wei Wuya had to float in the void.

Wei Wuya looked at the millions of people still hanging in the air, and he didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

.........

Above the void, millions of armor were just beginning, even if they couldn't mobilize their mana, they were still able to struggle.

As a result, above the endless void, the voices of people were boiling, and it turned out to be like a busy city.

Soon, however, they found that their mana was draining, following the blue of the forgiveness towards the squid-like center.

It is far more than mana that has passed, and there seems to be an indescribable existence in the dark.

This made these millions of soldiers in armor can't help but panic, and the more panicked, the more they struggled.

The more I struggled, the more tired I became.

For a moment, however, the entire void fell silent.

.........

In the distance, Da Chu, who was still watching, stood side by side with Wang Wei Cheng, his eyebrows furrowed.

"That doesn't seem right!"

Nangong Chu looked at the giant blue candle flame that seemed to be lit on the earth in the distance, his face sank, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's so wrong, if it's over, then who is the light that is enough to light up a hundred miles away?"

Wei Cheng, who didn't know how many times he had done hob meat in his life, suddenly felt a little flustered for a while, he clenched the long sword at his waist and didn't pull it out for a long time.

Nangong Chu closed his eyes and said everything he wanted to say.

"But at this point, we can only watch. ”

The 200,000 elites of Great Chu who are side by side with the king of Da Chu can be dominated by the world, but there are also people and things they can't help.

For example, the hanging million in front of you.

.........

In the center of everything, above the void, the azure brilliance wrapped the center of the crimson flame, and in the crimson armor, Li Chunqiu's eyes were tightly closed.

After holding the "Feisheng" in his hand and activating the pardon he realized in the stone tablet of Tongtian, endless knowledge exploded in his mind in an instant.

It was as if the door of some seal had been opened.

The flood that burst the embankment rolled away and rushed into Li Chunqiu's mind.

Hazy pictures slowly unfolded in the depths of his mind.

Chaotic scenes of war, countless corpses, shattered stars, scorching stars that have been obliterated from the sun.........

There was a man standing alone in the firmament, and the madness of hysteria seemed to be entrenched in him.

There is no trace of words, but there is a sadness that lasts for eternity.

All the images are blocked by something, and you can't look directly at what they really are.

In the end, the battlefield was invisible in an instant.

The image fluctuates for a moment, changing to a man in crimson armor.

He seemed to have experienced a big battle, and a drop of blood flowed down the palm of his hand into the crimson long sword, and was swallowed by the long sword, and the bright red blood seemed to turn into a crimson divine dragon, and the divine dragon wrapped around the crimson long sword, and finally turned into a seal.

Is that the image of the owner of the crimson armor sealing this magic sword?

Li Chunqiu said secretly in his heart.

But before he could come back to his senses, the picture changed again, and he changed to a man dressed in white, he stretched out his hand and erected a stone tablet in the ruins, and then turned away without looking back.

As the stele landed, the rocks gathered on the stele as if they had gone back in time, and a mountain peak that reached the sky rose from the earth.

People said they wanted to touch the sky, and the mountains rose.

Everything is ruined like a torrent against time and space, restored to its original appearance.

Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.

This place Li Chunqiu couldn't be clearer, it was Mount Tai!

Li Chunqiu's heart couldn't help but shake.

The stele was put in by someone, what was it for? Was it to wait for me to come here? Was the landslide of Mount Tai really a coincidence? Or was it a plan?

He had already calculated that I would be there?

When was this stele put in?

Ancient times?

Countless doubts welled up in Li Chunqiu's heart, and he tried his best to see through what the man in white looked like, but it was like a thin veil covering everything.

Li Chunqiu seemed to faintly see that there seemed to be a rolling flow of people above Mount Tai, not like ancient times.

Is this a bureau?

Before Li Chunqiu could finish his guess, another memory flooded into his mind again, this time no longer a hazy picture.

It is a method of cultivation, which is similar to his own pardon, but it throws off the pardon deduced by Li Chunqiu himself.

Suddenly there was a unique coldness on top of the crimson armor.

Li Chunqiu subconsciously activated the method, and for a moment it seemed as if he had fallen into the cold flowing water.

The next moment, a cold current also poured into the crimson long sword.

It was as if it had a life of its own, and it was surging wildly.

Devouring everything, but also correcting everything.