Lan Qing, a strong man from the Blue Star Blue Clan, it is undeniable that he has extraordinary qualifications, has a profound personal cultivation, and is a peerless talent.

It's a pity that he met Mu Bai, who has an empty Dao heart.

The empty Dao heart, the Dao heart that has no one in the ages.

The Great War began quickly and ended quickly. When Mu Bai's clone, the second elemental god, and the third primordial god attacked at the same time, they almost wiped out Lan Qing in a crushing posture.

In fact, until the moment Lan Qing died, he couldn't believe that all this was a thing, and he couldn't believe that in this short period of time, Mu Bai's clone and Yuan Shen had actually become powerhouses in the late stage of Huazhen.

Not to mention that the three of them used the strongest magical skills at the same time, even if one of them fought with him alone, he would have no chance of winning.

Lan Qing fell, and the generation of powerhouses of the Blue Star and Blue Clan who came to the Gu Immortal Battlefield ended their lives like this, and disappeared into the eternal stars like this.

Years later, no one would remember that a person named Lan Qing had ever appeared on the Gu Immortal Battlefield, let alone know that he had died at Mu Bai's hands.

All this, like a meteor, falls and leaves nothing behind.

From the beginning to the end of the war, it never affected Mu Bai and his party under the supernatural power tree.

At this time, the Divine Power Tree and Mu Bai were resonating, and all kinds of visions appeared around his body, and the space was twisted and unpredictable.

When the vision starts, the light and shadow are endless, and the changes are endless.

One phantom after another rushed out of Mu Bai's body, stepped into the air, and evolved the magic of Dao Dao.

Roar!

The ghost sounded, and I saw nine souls appear beside a phantom, constantly evolving and improving.

This is exactly the Nine Shadows Technique that Mu Bai knew earlier.

Shout!

A water arrow shot out from the fingertips of the other phantom, slamming through the void.

A silver moon knife condensed with immortal power appeared on the sky, looking like a silver moon from a distance, and at this moment it was exuding heavenly might, wanting to split the sky and the earth.

An illusory figure waved his hand and pointed out, and immediately attracted the souls of all the monks in the heavens and the earth, gathered and rose, transforming into countless soul shadow people, roaring angrily, tearing apart the void.

"There is nothing, no end. A blood talisman to seal all spirits!" Suddenly, a floating phantom figure had a word, and its illusory arms were raised, pointing to the sky, and pointing out.

With a roar, it was as if the world had been frozen in an instant. Miraculously, there was no shadow of a blood beast on the side of the phantom, but he just used the spirit sealing technique so forcefully.

"Escape!" a phantom roared, and suddenly hit the loess rolling, the yellow sand covered the sky, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Royal!" a phantom gestured at the void. A magical scene appeared in an instant, only to see a phantom beast corpse that came out of nowhere appear, the phantom body moved, and entered the beast corpse, and it was actually a royal corpse.

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A venerable void was urging and evolving, almost rehearsing all the spells that Mu Bai had cultivated earlier countless times.

The Nine Ghost Techniques, Water Archery Techniques, Soul Attraction Techniques, Spirit Sealing Techniques, Earth Escape Techniques, and Corpse Guarding Techniques, the appearance of each technique used to be Mu Bai's life-saving technique, and now, except for the occasional spirit sealing technique, other spells are almost useless.

As his cultivation grew, those spells had already been eliminated, and even Mu Bai himself was about to forget those spells that were not very useful.

And this time, in the magic of the magic of the enlightenment, but it is more than hundreds of times to comprehend it one by one.

It is undeniable that this has great benefits, and when these techniques are deduced to the point where they can no longer be deduced, Mu Bai only feels as if he has incarnated into a light cluster, a light cluster that can change at will and can be transformed into a magic technique.

What are the Nine Ghost Techniques, what Water Archery Techniques, and what Soul Attraction Techniques......

All the techniques began to slowly merge into one, and began to change, as if they were about to evolve into a new technique, a technique that merged everything.

It's just that Mu Bai, who has an empty heart, doesn't know what he should evolve into at the moment, let alone what kind of technique he will evolve towards.

Everything can only be left with it.

Around Mu Bai's body, the phantom is still the same, constantly deducing and changing, without stopping.

"Ancient!"

Suddenly, a phantus voice came out in a low voice.

The voice came out as if it had come from the primeval period, and it seemed like the sound of eternity.

When that ancient word sounded, the phantom's arms slowly raised, and then he struck out three palms in a row like lightning.

A loud bang sounded in the void, shaking the heavens and the earth and the sun and the moon without light.

The Ancient Demon Palm, the Ancient God Palm, and the Ancient Demon Palm were separated again at this moment, turning into three palms and splitting the void.

They were originally fused into the Three Ancient Palms, but they began to evolve between the palms of the phantoms, and they were constantly improved.

Almost at the same time, another phantom waved a spear.

It was a magic spear that was very similar to Mu Bai's natal magic weapon, the Chaos Demon Spear, and it was a spear with the bloodlines of ancient gods, demons, demons, and spirits.

Ancient spear, this is a magical skill that Mu Bai mastered many years ago, but it is very rare.

The appearance of this gun is not based on cultivation, but with bloodline, that is to say, the appearance at this moment is made by using Mu Bai's bloodline.

Just imagine, once such a gun is destroyed by the opponent, it will be an irreversible blow to Mu Bai.

This is one of the reasons why he rarely performs this technique.

The phantom urged the ancient spear to be supernatural, slowly raised his palm, and slapped it out with one palm.

The roar sounded, and an endless sea of blood appeared between heaven and earth, turning into bloody palms, turning endless corpses into arms, and finally forming the effect of connecting arms to palms.

For a time, the sea of blood was surging, and the bloody hands were ruthless.

Holding an ancient spear in a bloody hand, it destroys the world!

"Haha!"

At this moment, Mu Bai, who was sitting cross-legged and contemplating, suddenly laughed excitedly, and then saw him get up and soar into the air.

Xiuxiu......

Almost at the same time, the phantoms floating in the heavenly dome and deducing supernatural powers quickly returned to his body.

The supernatural power stands between heaven and earth, the breath is strong, and it is mysterious and mysterious.

At this moment, Mu Bai stood on the top of the supernatural power tree, hitting the stars and catching the moon, his face was full of excitement, and his arms were slowly raised.

Heaven and earth changed color, breath flowed backwards, and the moment he raised his hand, the world seemed to belong to him.

Endless power converged, gradually converging under his palm.

Mu Bai stood proudly like this, and more and more heaven and earth breaths gathered under his palms.

Gradually, I don't know how long it took, and the aura had converged to an extremely saturated state.

"Ancient!"

Suddenly, Mu Bai looked up at the heavenly dome close at hand, and shouted a voice that seemed to come from the primeval era.

When this ancient character appeared, it instantly swept through the Gu Immortal battlefield.

At this moment, no matter where you are, you can hear this voice.

With the word "ancient" coming out, all the aura under Mu Bai's palm gathered and kept changing.

At the beginning, that aura had the ancient archery technique, and the nine ghost techniques......

In the end, all the breath was condensed together and transformed into a gun, one shot has ten thousand laws, flashes ten thousand lights, and has ten thousand ways.

The black magic spear, the magic of Mu Bai's enlightenment, the magic power of his own enlightenment.

As soon as the magic spear came out, ten thousand daos roared, and ten thousand qi worshipped, and even the remnants of the desolate aura of this Gu Immortal battlefield couldn't help but tremble.

At this moment, I don't know how many native creatures are hiding, trembling.

"In this day you will be broken, and this earth I will crush in pieces. Above the nine heavens, it will belong to Mu Ye, and under the nine shadows, it will kneel and worship Mu Ye!"

On the heavenly dome, Mu Bai stood proudly, and his voice was incomparably thick.

The sound rolled away, spreading throughout the Gu Immortal Battlefield.

At this moment, endless waves were suddenly set off.

In a mountain forest in the Gu Immortal Battlefield, Cheng Da Niu and the Barbarian Spirit had just carefully dug out a 10,000-year-old elixir when they heard the sound coming from it, and the two of them stood up suddenly, their eyes were full of heat, and they said excitedly almost at the same time: "Brother Bai!"

"Mu Bai!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them moved, and they stepped away in the direction from which the voice came.

In a mountain stream, when Long Yu heard the sound, he snorted coldly, sacrificed the magic weapon, and galloped with the sword.

The Ghost Star Dragon Palace Long Wei used the Immortal Dragon Scale Sword to destroy a native demon beast and obtain a half-immortal medicine, when he heard the voice, he raised his head, looked at the sky, and sneered: "Mu Bai, I really didn't expect that we will meet again soon! Everything in the Divine Hiding Land that day seems to have been broken!"

After speaking, he raised the dragon scale sword and went away in the sky.

Almost at the same time, the Tianmang Sect's Wu Nian Hua and Wu Scale, and the Immortal Break of the Feng Immortal Sect all sacrificed their respective magic weapons and ran towards the place where Mu Bai's voice came from.

It can be said that because of Mu Bai's roar, it caused a great turmoil in the Gu Immortal Battlefield.

For a while, in this shattered Flood Desolation Realm, the powerhouses from all sides from all sides converged towards the Immortal Medicine Garden, no matter where they were, no matter how far away they were, they were all running wildly.

Because everyone understands that to make a monk make such a noise, to make him so arrogant, he has either obtained the ancient inheritance of the Gu Immortal Battlefield, or he has obtained the supreme treasure that can go against the sky, and there are even some people who suspect that Mu Bai has obtained the holy medicine that only exists in rumors.

Holy medicine, not to mention whether this thing exists or not, these two words alone are enough to attract all the monks in heaven and earth, even immortals will be deeply attracted.

For a while, Mu Bai would wonder if there would be immortals on this Gu Immortal battlefield?

In fact, he is not the only one who has this idea, but also the thousands of monks here.

However, no one has ever met and no one has confirmed this. Certainly, if there is that time, it is better to find more opportunities and creations here, and when the hundred-year period is up, after leaving, they will return to their respective planets to cultivate, to ascend to the immortal realm, and to achieve their own avenue.

Countless monks gathered towards the Immortal Medicine Garden, towards the place where Mu Bai was, they wanted to find their own opportunities and creations, and they wanted to fight for everything that spoke out.

However, on this Gu Immortal battlefield, when Wan Xiu moved, there was an exception, a monk who was looking at the sky with his hands in his hands was not led away by Mu Bai's voice.

He just looked at the sky like that, and he was so intoxicated, as if there were beautiful women in the sky, as if there were peerless cultivation exercises on the sky, as if there were ...... in the sky