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The Lord of the Forbidden Zone and the others skipped the others and only looked at the records related to Wang Ming.

"He killed the eight sons of the heavens!"

The golden bone palm emitted divine consciousness fluctuations, and sighed like this.

The so-called Heavenly One Bloodline has long been invisible in the world, but many epochs ago, it was a supreme race, and the bloodline was unimaginably strong.

Otherwise, how dare you use Shangcang as your clan name?

"He killed the thirteen rising stars of the Heavenly Gods!"

The crystal skull was moved, staring at the stone wall, witnessing a glorious ancient history and seeing the terrible achievements of a young man.

Page after page of history has been opened, and time after time has passed, and in the era of the emperor's fall, there is Wang Ming's figure.

At this time, where is Wang Ming?

When he appeared in this world, he was dazed, and after years of killing, he calmed down.

This is a different world, and it is also a terrible world, I have heard the cry of the fairy king, and I have seen the blood of the fairy king spilled all over the sky, destroying hundreds of millions of miles of land.

He was almost drenched in blood and died, avoiding the catastrophe.

This era is too terrible, the conquest is endless, and all races are actually in the way, this is an unimaginably glorious world.

However, with the arrival of one day, the heavens collapsed, and the masters of the heavens fought a decisive battle, destroying the balance and destroying everything.

The prosperity is over, and the supreme masters are gone.

On the same day, heaven and earth entered the era of the end of the law.

Moreover, this realm has dried up, and the passage with other realms has been cut off, and it is impossible to communicate with each other, so that the heavens and the earth are connected.

Wang Mingmulan, the beginning of the end of the law era, made him mistakenly think that he had returned to thirty-three days.

This period is too long, the world is vast, all living beings do not know, and there is no old one.

He knew that he was not in thirty-three days, but in another time and space, and could only accept reality.

Earlier, he thought that this was just a test, and that in a small world, he would find an exit sooner or later.

Even, he once suspected that this might be an illusion, a test, and he would eventually break through the fog and return.

But in the end, he was surprised to find that his conjecture was wrong, and his intuition told him that this was true, and the era of the end of the law had arrived.

It's a big world, and it really can't be true.

"Everything is real, where did I fall by mistake?"

Next, Wang Ming was silent.

He walked in this world, practiced, sought the truth, and realized the Tao in the era of the end of the Dharma.

He has learned a lot, there are waves in his heart, there are speculations, but who can he tell in this world?

All this, he can only be buried in his heart, he does not belong to this era, but he has intersected with it, it is not unreal, it is happening in reality.

"Who is he, is it really me who has been transformed through the ages?"

Wang Ming only cultivates, but this period of time is really difficult, here into the era of the end of the law, suppressing the living beings of the world, no one can become an immortal.

Time flows, the years are merciless, and it is nine thousand years in a flash!

He is no longer young, his real age has passed 10,000 years, how can that vigorous state be preserved in the last years of the Fa, the most difficult era?

Wang Ming's temples are gray, the years have passed, and he is about to pass the peak state of his life, and he begins to lean westward like the red sun.

"Will I die of old age in this world?"

Wang Ming waited for the battle, and in the following years, he studied all the secret techniques, perfected his method and Dao, and the five secret realms of his body became more and more brilliant.

The Immortal Sutra, the Immortal Sutra, etc., are all important methods that he practiced and referenced!

He kept his peak condition, he didn't decline for a long time, although his gray hair was scattered, but he had let that blood flourish for thousands of years, and at this time he had been ten thousand thousands of years.

After all, the blood began to go and lost day by day, and went downhill.

Ancient cave, outside the stone room.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone and the others looked at the records on the rough stone wall, and they all frowned, the era of the Emperor's Fall, towards the end of the law, the suppression of heaven and earth was too terrifying.

Because, just after experiencing a big war, the blood of the immortal king has been poured out, and in the sky, all kinds of laws are violent, suppressing all those who delusionally become immortals!

This is an era when it is impossible to become an immortal!

On the whole, it is even more terrifying than the thirty-three days of today.

In a sense, the era of the Emperor Fall suffered a catastrophe, and there were too many strong people who died, and they turned into a Taoist, became part of the rules, and suppressed that life.

Whoever wants to break through? They have to pass that level, and they can't break through the infinite law suppression!

Emperor's fall, the end of the French era.

Wang Ming is getting older, the last black hair has turned white, and the skin that was once as crystal as jade has gradually appeared a lot of fine wrinkles.

Later, his flesh and blood finally began to dry up, and by this time, he had entered the old age of his life, at this time, he was twenty-seven thousand years old.

In this life, the former enlightened beings, those very strong beings he has seen, have already sat down for I don't know how many years.

He was a lonely ascetic, who didn't belong here, and now he looked at the strong people he had encountered, all of them turned to dust, and Wang Ming became more and more silent.

Because, many years ago, there were no monks of the same era as him, all he saw were dry bones, and the creatures of more than 20,000 years ago had long since died.

In the vast world, there is not a single old knowledge.

Even, those who came later were strong enough to sit down before him.

The world has changed, and I don't know how many generations have changed!

His blood and qi withered, and in his old age, Wang Ming was like the remnant sun in the sky, dying of old age, but even so, he had survived to the level of 30,000 years.

He lived for 30,000 years, which is not the longevity that the Supreme could have in the era of the end of the law.

In the past 30,000 years, he has perfected his Dao, his Taoism has been constantly refined, his body is flawless, his whole body is unblemished, and his strength has become more and more terrifying.

It's a pity that the destiny is not there, and Shouyuan will eventually come to an end.

Wang Ming lived to be more than 30,000 years old, with little life and gray hair in the twilight.

At this moment, he had regrets in his heart, and inexplicably left the former world and came to this era that did not belong to him, and many people will never see it again.

Before you die, you can't see each other again!

How can you be willing?

Some familiar figures appeared in his heart, he was obsessed, and he was unwilling to "scatter" between heaven and earth!

"Become an immortal!"

Wang Ming looked up at the sky.

At this realm, although his blood and qi were dry, his Taoism became more and more unfathomable, and he had cultivated for more than 30,000 years, and his sensitivity to the heavens was extremely keen.

He saw that on that sky, there was a very thick light curtain that others could not capture, and only his merit and creation could see it with a pair of heavenly eyes.

"That's the law of the Great Dao, it is left by the fallen Heavenly True Immortals, and there is also the imprint of the supreme powerhouse, blocking the way ahead, and if you can't rush over, you can't become an immortal. ”

Only by penetrating can you get out of the cage!

Although he is in his twilight years, his white hair is shawl, and his life is exhausted, he still stands straight, standing on the top of the mountain alone, looking into the distance, how can he be willing?

In those years, those people have drifted away, and the voices and smiles of the past, the joys and sorrows of the past, appear in his cloudy eyes.

"I miss you. Wang Ming said.

wives and daughters, ancestral stars, and the Huacun and border wastelands of the world where they are now ......

One day, one twilight, the years are gone!

The former Wang Ming is already old, and this name spread all over the world, but one day, it will be buried in the years and forgotten in people's old memories.

Stopping at this time, it is hard to imagine that the bear child in the past is already gray-haired, sighing in the blood-colored sunset, twilight!

His obsession is too deep, it is impossible to let go, and he came to this world inexplicably, as if he had cut off the cause and effect of the previous life, and before he sat down, he couldn't see an acquaintance.

The emperor is boundless, and the world is boundless, but what does this have to do with him? Wang Ming is like a lonely ghost, wandering outside the red dust, silent, staring.

When the limit came, there were cracks one after another in Wang Ming's wheel sea, which was the trace of time, and the wheel of life was about to collapse.

"Slash!"

With a soft snort, a ray of light emerged, slashing at his source, to wear away the decay, to completely divide the rift.

Like a diseased tree that has been infested by an insect and experienced a lightning strike, the body of the tree exploded in the lightning fire and fell apart, but the roots of the tree are still there, waiting for new life.

He thinks that he is a species, and the most essential origin is hidden in the Dao seed, and the Taoism of his body is also contained in it, and the Yuan Shen is also dormant in it.

On the entire sacred mountain, the chaotic qi overflowed, Wang Ming's life dried up, and he fell there, and then there was a vast thunder in the sky, and hundreds of millions of thunder and lightning came.

This is an extremely bad thing, and when his time comes, he actually pulls the catastrophe.

A long time later, the body that was called strong and immortal, and the body that had been baptized by immortality for 30,000 years, was broken and riddled with holes.

But there is also a certain change happening, and there seems to be a glimmer of life in the decay.

Just like the Thunder Tribulation, which was originally the source of destruction, it also hid a glimmer of life, giving birth to a pool of Thunder Tribulation liquid.

Wang Ming hovered between life and death, and at this moment, he seemed to see the scene when the former Taishang Dao Ancestor was slashed by the thunder light of the Nine Heavens Infinite Immortal Dao.

Then, his consciousness blurred, and when it was quiet, the entire mountain range turned into powder, an abyss, charred and black.

At the bottom of the abyss, there were star skeletons, all huge stars that had been split down, and there were also charred black wreckage of creatures, which were silent and motionless.

A few years later, a little bit of vitality flowed in the charred body, like a lightning tree, containing a little vitality, to rejuvenate the miracle of birth.

Then, for the next six months, the anger grew stronger, until the last flash of fire suddenly burst out, and the blackened wreckage crackled and revived here.

Eventually, a lot of bones fell off the ground, and there were cracked black skins.

Wang Ming has been reborn, returning to a young state, his blood is rolling, and his spirit is vigorous to the extreme!

After living out the second life, cutting off the decay, a Dao seed bloomed in his body, the essence flowed, returned to the body, and many doors in his body were opened.

In this life, more doors have been opened than in the previous life.

That is the embodiment of the body as a species, and the Dao Fruit goes further!

After living for 30,000 years, he has cultivated an invincible body in the human realm realm, and he has even more potential and advantages than in his previous life!

"I can't wait, I want to suppress against the avenue on the heavenly dome and try to become an immortal!" Wang Ming whispered.

This is a complex era, the death of the emperor, there is a true immortal law covering the sky, and there is a residual brand of the immortal king, shrouding the universe and blocking the footsteps of future generations.

This is a bad era for Wang Ming!

However, if it succeeds in this environment, it is unthinkable.

In this life, Wang Ming only went out once, spending hundreds of years looking for elixirs.

Then, he abandoned all his thoughts, and only thought about becoming an immortal, he wanted to go back, he wanted to cultivate supreme supernatural powers, have the means to cover the world, and go where he should go.

In the past thirty-three days, has the Great Reckoning begun? What is the relationship between a certain person and the God Emperor?

Many faces came to his mind, and he was afraid that he would lose it forever and never see it again in this life.

In this life, he really has a great advantage, his physique is incomparable, and his cultivation has climbed to the peak of the extreme path, and he is even stronger than before, which is where his confidence lies.

"I want to turn into a battle immortal!" Wang Ming's voice was low.

In this life, suppressed by the rules and imprints of the immortal path, there is no way to become an immortal, and if you want to go through that road, it can be said that you are going against the world.

Time is like water, and there is no return!

Wang Ming shocked again and again, kept trying, quite domineering, reckless, just wanted to turn into a war immortal!

It's deadly, too masculine, and easy to break.

In this life, Wang Ming was exhausted, he had been rushing through the pass all his life, scarred, and never better, if it weren't for the terrifying foundation of the strong foundation, he would have died long ago.

Even so, the domineering methods also brought him terrible damage, and over time, Shouyuan was about to dry up.

You must know that this life has only passed 10,000 years!

Compared to Shou Yuan in his previous life, he is far from the end.

Decades later, Wang Ming couldn't hold on, although his body exuded a powerful aura, his life was exhausted, and he was about to come to the end of this life.

He took out a herb, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it, it was the immortal elixir he had picked.

In this life, he had only traveled that time, spending hundreds of years, just to find this medicine.

After coming to this realm for thirty or forty thousand years, he naturally understood that where there was a great opportunity, it was possible to hide the immortal elixir.

In the era of the emperor's fall, an immortal medicine left over from the Great War was obtained by him.

On this night, the divine light rushed into the sky, and hundreds of millions of rays of light shrouded this great wilderness, Wang Ming was full of vitality, revived here, from loneliness to strength, and regained his youth.

It's a pity that in the era of the end of the law, the former immortal elixir has degenerated, and its medicinal properties are similar to those of the past magic medicine.

It can't help Wang Ming become an immortal, it can only allow him to live one more life.

Wang Ming's third life opened, and now he has lived for 40,000 years.

Become an immortal!

He wants to go back, he wants to rise, and turn into a war immortal in this red dust!

It's a pity that it's really too difficult, as strong as Wang Ming, in less than five hundred years, he became the supreme, and for more than a thousand years, he was regarded as the emperor of the human realm by the true immortals, but now he is trapped.

He can't take that step, there is no way to become an immortal!

In this third life, Wang Ming has lived for 30,000 years, although there is an immortal elixir in his hand, it has already grown well, but it is useless for him.

The immortal elixir allowed him to live one more life, but it was only there, and from then on he had resistance to the elixir, and any living being was like this, and there was only one chance to continue his life with the medicine.

In the end, in a desperate situation, Wang Ming began to exchange blood, refining bones and washing marrow, replacing the precious blood of his body, all the blood was flowing outward, turning into fire.