Wang Ming bombarded with punches after punches, the body of the green dragon like a galaxy broke, the dragon's blood splashed everywhere, the vermilion bird wailed, as sad as the sun falling, the white tiger roared, and the huge body like a mountain fell in a pool of blood......

Wang Ming was indifferent and ruthless, and as soon as the Heavenly God Fist came out, the universe collapsed. This kind of combat power intimidates the human world.

One after another huge gods fell in a pool of blood, but there was an endless stream, and it was not the same, these fell, and there were beetles, divine phoenixes, and swords.

The chaotic body is proud of the world, and there are endless gods around it. Palm finger slap off. The law was like a sea, and Wang Ming's body that shook shook up, and he began to shake the Heavenly God Fist.

"Such a powerful person, worthy of being the strongest bloodline, and his physical body is not weaker than Wang Ming in the slightest, it's really terrifying!"

Everyone was surprised, and people found that between the collision between the two, Wang Ming's tiger's mouth cracked. There was a splash of blood, which was unbelievable.

What made Su Wenbin, Zhang Yu and others breathe a sigh of relief was that this person's palms and fingers were also stained with blood, and he was also scarred by the Heavenly God Fist, and there was blood flowing.

As for the law of the Great Dao, it roared like a terrifying wave. Collision between the two, the bright brilliance continues to fly, like a god blooming, each one is extremely gorgeous.

"Baoshu, he ...... It's a treasure tree!"

Everyone froze, and when the chaotic qi thinned, people couldn't believe their eyes. That person showed his true face, his god was as rich as jade, and he was transcendent on the red dust, and it was actually a treasure tree!

"The First World War. Isn't he dead, he was killed by Wang Ming at the Fifth Divine Pass, how could he come back alive and become a chaotic body?"

Many people trembled in their hearts and looked incredulous, and it was difficult to accept this fact, because many people had witnessed the battle with their own eyes.

As soon as the news came out, all the ethnic groups were shocked, and they were even more complicated, what was going on, and in the end, it was he who came to fight Wang Ming!

"I see. He only used Wang Ming to break the shackles that day, and that body imprisoned him. ”

"Yes, do you remember what he said that day?"

Everyone's hearts trembled, all kinds of things came to their hearts, that day Baoshu resolutely went to the death to fight, stained with blood, but did not run away, and Wang Mingda duel.

Because at that time, his path had already come to an end, and the demon body imprisoned his way. It can no longer develop.

"The last battle, liberation, or detachment, are all in this last battle. ”

The bleak words of that day were still ringing in people's ears, and at this moment people suddenly realized that when he died, he was telling his own path.

"The treasure tree should be silent, this magic skill. This demon body has been imprisoned too much, and only Brother Wang can break him. Those were the poignant words of his last death.

At that time, it was somewhat tragic, and he seemed to cry before he died. seems to be smiling but not smiling, sad and joyful, the expression is very complicated, and finally in tears. He smiled like a sunny smile again, waved at everyone, and his flesh exploded.

There is such a true meaning!

Everyone was stunned. Back then, Baoshu was reborn by the hand of Wang Ming.

In fact, in the end, after his death, the origin in his body turned into 6,400 essence qi and rushed towards the Ten Desolations of the universe, and everyone saw it, and it actually contained the hope of life.

"Baoshu!" Wang Ming shouted.

"No, the Treasure Tree is gone, I am Chaos. He smiled softly, but there was an indescribable loneliness and sadness that was difficult to hide.

"No matter who you are, if you fight me today, you will not escape defeat. Wang Ming said.

"Perhaps, but I'm here anyway, because this battle can't be avoided!" Treasure Tree, or rather, Chaos, was as bright as the sun.

This sentence alone is enough to express his intentions, this battle is indeed unavoidable, the two have known each other since they were teenagers, along the way, too many things have happened, after all, they are on the opposite side, only to decide one human god, the other person falls.

They are all dragons among people, they are all rare geniuses in the ages, and they are all talented, but they are destined to die.

"Boom!"

The most fierce battle broke out, and a chaotic tripod appeared on the head of Baoshu, which was a four-legged square tripod, while a tripod appeared on Wang Ming's head, which was a three-legged and two-eared round tripod.

The two were-for-tat, and even their weapons were similar, and their dings collided together and collided greatly.

The sun and moon killed in this battle were gone, the world was discolored, the treasure tree abandoned the original law and the way, and the magic was full of magic between the shots, and the law of chaos swept in all directions.

Wang Ming's Dao actually showed signs of being restrained, and as soon as the spell came out, it was fused by the opponent's chaotic light and became a part of the treasure tree itself.

Everyone knows that Wang Ming really met an opponent, this battle is destined to be very difficult, the chaotic body is really terrifying, no wonder the legend has never achieved enlightenment and let the gods bleed and almost died tragically.

"Kill!"

Wang Ming's eyes were bright, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and it was all blood, but he was determined and always moved forward.

"Boom!"

The divine power is overwhelming, and the earth-shattering blows of both sides have torn apart the mythical battlefield and spread to the outside world, which is shocking, and the divine war was not necessarily so terrifying back then.

"Both of them used secret methods, and their combat power increased tenfold, so they struck such a shocking blow!" someone sighed.

Baoshu has also mastered such a secret technique, but this secret technique is not necessarily the key secret technique to win, and any technique that reaches the extreme is terrifying, but at this time, it is used at the same time, showing its might.

In this battle, the world was darkened, the universe was shattered, the mythical battlefield was destroyed, and thousands of moves were killed, and there was still no winner or loser.

This is the most terrible battle that Wang Mingjun has encountered since he came to the world!

In the end, the treasure tree turned into a chaotic furnace and rushed forward, enveloping Wang Ming to refine him.

And Wang Ming turned into a tripod, which was first refined in the furnace, and then recoiled out, absorbing the chaos into his own body, turning it into a furnace fire, and the hundred scriptures in his body roared.

The two are fighting, constantly churning.

The battle lasted for a day, and the fierceness of the battle made people tremble, and finally the two people covered in blood fell out, and their bodies were broken.

"It's really this ending, this time, the treasure tree will die forever. The treasure tree sighed desolately.

"You can survive. Wang Ming said.

In the golden brilliance, he was stained with blood, coughing up blood, but he was laughing, and said, "The universe is very big, but it can't accommodate you and me at the same time." ”

Wang Ming was silent.

"My chaotic body is ultimately deficient, and I can only cultivate to this point in this life. Baoshu smiled sadly, as if laughing at himself. It was also like telling Wang Ming a message.

"Poof"

He exploded, blood splattered, and the real withered away, and it was rare to see it in the world.

"Can there be an opponent like you......" Baoshu's last words were not finished, and only the remnants echoed in the mythical battlefield.

The wind blew, whining and crying, and a generation of Jiebaoshu ended like this, and this ending made many people silent.

"Gu Zu is sitting down!" someone shouted, breaking the silence.

Everyone mourned, and this moment was full of mixed feelings. The heroes died in battle, and the old generations withered, this is the path of the monks.

The joys and sorrows of the divine road, the conquest of the world, composed a sonorous battle song, the glory that only belongs to one person, and the blood and tears of too many people have been buried.

Watch that man rise, watch that man stand at the top, watch that man look down on the world. Behind it are boundless corpses, with a long bloody path, and the heavens and the earth are alone, with such cruelty.

Adversaries, relatives and friends. When it reaches its peak of splendor, most of them are gone, and looking back, what is left?

The First World War ended. The death of the treasure tree makes people's hearts complicated, and the monk fights all his life and fights with the sky. Fight for the land, fight with others, fight with yourself, what do you get in the end, and what is left behind?

It's still a pile of bones.

"Gu Zu, wake up!"

A long howl of grief came, and a group of people surrounded an ancient ancestor of Huaxia, all of whom showed anxious expressions.

Wang Ming was covered in blood, dragging heavy injuries, and everyone dodged a way, even the Vermilion Bird God and the others had no intention of making a move.

Up to now, he has an indescribable domineering spirit, even though he is seriously injured, he still intimidates the nine heavens and ten earths, and his eyes are swept over, which is terrifying.

Gu Zu was full of light, and he had already begun to transform into a Dao, as a master of this realm, no one dared to touch it, otherwise he would follow him and feather, and everyone showed sadness.

He should have sat down a few years ago, only because Wang Ming refined some of the divine blood into his body, he only lived for a few more years, and this time he came here completely by force, just to see Wang Ming's battle with the Chaos Body.

Wang Ming was unexpected, evolved the supreme secret method, drew a beautiful trajectory with his right hand, took the ancient ancestor away, turned it into a thunderbolt, and quickly rushed to Huaxia.

White Snake, Sima Ye and other Huaxia powerhouses receded like a tide, and followed, their hearts were full of worry, people knew that Gu Zu could not survive, and he might have to send him on his last journey.

The mythical battlefield was silent, and no one expected such an ending.

"It's a pity that Baoshu deserves a generation of heroes. ”

In addition, what else can people say, the joys and sorrows of the monks, the end of the strong, the gloom of the heavens, they may also experience this in the future.

The news of this place spread to all parts of the universe, causing a big wave.

In China, Wang Ming placed the ancient ancestor on a sacred mountain.

"Is there really no way?" The people of Huaxia were sad, and many people looked at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming ignored his own injuries, and forced out a stream of essence blood from the wound, which was crystal shining and had a fragrant fragrance, which wanted to be transformed into the body of the ancient ancestor to extend his lifespan.

"Don't waste it, it's time for me to sit down, do I also have to learn that the gods in the forbidden area rely on other people's blood to survive?"

"Don't be sad, birth, old age, sickness and death, who can avoid it, my generation has stepped on the road to heaven all my life, this last extinction, can't you still see it?"

Gu Zu is very free and easy, but there are too many people in this world who can't let go.

"I now have a method to suppress the ancient ancestors, and then seal them into the divine source, which can maintain this state, and whether to continue to live can be left for the future. Wang Ming said.

"I have been sealed from a myth to this life, life after life, such a deep sleep, like a tree, what is the point, why don't you go back here. Gu Zu saw that everyone was sad, and said: "People always have a death, I have experienced everything that should be experienced, what is not satisfied, the most important thing for people is the satisfaction of the state of mind, and I have no regrets in the last few years." ”

He said it very plainly, and then pointed out that a vague world appeared, evolving the realm of mortals, and time changed quickly, and he saw the life, death, sickness and death of mortals.

"We are the same as them, but we live longer, their joys and sorrows, their joys and sorrows, we have the same joys and sorrows, you see that the old peasant died peacefully, isn't it also a blessing?"

Not being able to live forever, not being able to step into the divine realm, and eventually being perished, is just a matter of time.

Gu Zu experienced the extremely glorious era of China, and also caught up with the great turbulent era after the death of the Chinese gods, his wife and nephew were separated, and he was in this life hundreds of millions of years later. I have experienced and witnessed the most magnificent Chinese prosperity, and the flame of life will be extinguished, but there are no regrets.

Eventually, the ancient ancestors sat down.

"Brother, I'll walk with you......" Another Gu Ancestor who had little time to live said with tears in his eyes but a smile.

The two disappeared from this world together, making Huaxia mourn.

Everyone stepped forward together, although there was sadness, but it was not so sad, because the two of them went away with a satisfied smile, maybe it was a blessing for them.

Half a year later. An old man came to Huaxia, laid flowers in front of the ancient ancestor's grave, and said, "We are all old, it's time for the curtain call, don't mind if I be a neighbor with you." ”

"You ......"

"My name is Houji. The old man in white reported his name.

Wang Ming was also shocked, and went out of the gate into the Renshen Ruins to meet this senior master who had only been rumored and not widely seen.

"Houji, you sue me, the God Emperor has entered the God Realm?" Wang Ming asked.

"I was sealed by the great god and fell into a deep sleep. How can you know. Hou Ji sighed.

"The great god should be waiting for someone, that is the Void God Emperor, the great god has never been defeated or miscalculated in his life, I ...... There will always be no defeat. Must have waited for that person. ”

"You mean the Great God is with the Void?" Wang Ming said.

"Yes, if the void does not die, the great god will not be destroyed. ”

Hou Ji speculated.

Wang Ming listened quietly and reached this realm. The past was less mysterious to him, and he could already guess some things.

Houji stayed, but his life was short. Left a few medicine kings and gave them to Huaxia, and then he turned into a Taoist in Huaxia.

There is an extra tombstone there, accompanied by the tombs of several ancient Chinese ancestors.

This is just a microcosm, but also a beginning, with the passage of time, birth, old age, sickness and death, there will be a large area of appearance, China will have a generation of people forever gone.

At night, Wang Ming stood alone on a mountain cliff, looking into the sky, he didn't move all night, he was thinking hard, did he really want to see them die one by one?

There is still a long way to go relative to his longevity.

"I don't want to be the only one left in the world. Wang Ming whispered, facing the newborn morning glow, sat down cross-legged, and thought about the way of immortality.

"Whoa......

He shook off the map of mountains and rivers and looked at it carefully, as if he wanted to see through this scroll and see through a vast divine realm.

"If I force my move, will they be angry?" Wang Ming whispered.

After this day, Wang Mingpan sat in the mountain, with no distracting thoughts in his heart, only thinking about immortality and immortality, the divine path is the end, and all the gods in ancient times have come here. But no one can return to the divine realm.

The road has come to an end, and there is no road ahead

"If there is no way, we will step out of a road and continue on our own. ”

Wang Ming knew that this was very difficult, there were so many heroes in ancient times, they all seemed to have failed, he was very strong, could he beat everyone?

But if he doesn't do this, what can he do, it will take millions of years for the almost illusory path to godhood to open again, what else can he do in this life except for himself?

This is an extremely brilliant era, an unprecedented prosperous era, there are really too many outstanding people, the accumulation of eternity, burst out in this life, brilliant to make people amazing.

In this era, the emergence of one bloodline after another, the rise of one genius after another, if it is in this world, it must be a big shock.

But in this life, the stars are shining, people have seen too much, even the forbidden areas have been shot and killed one after another, and even the children of the ancient gods have not been spared, and people are numb.

"I am fortunate to be born in this life, and I have witnessed the extreme glory, and even the great gods of the world have been defeated by people, and it is exciting to go through such an era. ”

"Unfortunately, I was born in this life, I have met too many geniuses, as strong as I am among the others, what kind of sadness is this, if I am in this world, I will be invincible in the world!"

These are two kinds of sighs, representing two completely different types of people, which is enough to illustrate a qiē.

Time flies, hundreds of years have passed, Wang Ming is a thousand years old, nothing in his long life, this period is not long, but there are many generations in the world.

A lot has happened in the intervening years.

In the past, Wang Ming fought in the forbidden area before he became a god, which made many people excited, but finally there were the strongest people who couldn't bear it, and they relied on their strength, and followed him into some forbidden places. But he didn't get a response, and he jumped in, and as a result, the strongest man was beaten into a blood mist.

"Demigods and nine turns, so vulnerable. ”

The world was shocked, and even those who were stronger than him did not dare to come here after that. The forbidden land was restored to tranquility, and no one disturbed it.

People know that there is only one Wang Ming in this world, who is unique, and not everyone can be like this.

“……”

With a loud roar in the depths of the universe, a white-haired old man rushed into the sky angrily, and in the process, he continued to transform from old age to middle age to teenager.

His whole body was glowing, and in every secret realm, there was a miniature version of himself, sitting cross-legged, his eyes wide open, and the beams of light rushed into the sky.

He is an ancient ancestor of China. I want to forcibly become enlightened!

The boundless thunder tribulation fell, the brilliant thunder sea submerged him, this was a huge catastrophe, he had little time, refining the gods, refining the void, refining the Dao, accumulating the last essence blood, and making the ultimate fight.

If you become a god, you can have a million years in the nether realm, and if you fail, most of them will become dust, and there will be nothing left. Of course, if you enter the divine realm and be baptized by the laws there, you will be able to achieve immortality, obviously this ancient ancestor can't wait for that moment.

"Master. Crazy grandpa, can he succeed?" asked Zhao Bo.

Wang Ming was silent, it was difficult for people of the same generation to become gods, and no one had broken that spell since ancient times.

Shenhuang, Yanworm, Zhao Bo, Jin Wu and many others came and watched quietly.

Countless catastrophes flashed. In the end, the sky collapsed, and Wan Shui Lin Qi was pressed down, killing the ancient ancestor with a bang, suppressing it together. Wan Dao and Ming, this is not reversible at all.

Wang Ming changed color, many people in this life have tried to become gods against the sky, but none of them are like him. The backlash is so strict. Just because he threw away a qiē, he turned into ashes if he didn't become a Taoist, which was too domineering.

Rumble!

Wang Ming made a move, and in the center of the field, he used the supreme secret method to evolve, instead of the ancient ancestor who was about to die, he was robbed, this is a forbidden secret technique, and all the thunder light was attracted over.

This is extremely dangerous, and it will be even more terrifying than the original calamity!

Wang Ming endured it all, and instead of him, he suffered this unimaginable backlash, so powerful that the corners of his mouth were bleeding, which was terrifying.

Wang Ming can only do this, because his age is really too old, not before, at that time he was still full of blood, dominating the world, domineering the world.

Now, he's really old, and he's been using it for more than a few million years.

"If I can't die on the battlefield, let me fall on the path of God, this is the best destination. He said.

How could Wang Ming agree, a few sleeping ancient ancestors woke up and sat in Huaxia, and now they have already left, in the past he was powerless, but now he has dominated the world, and he will never watch the old man pass away like this.

In the rumbling, Wang Ming was suppressed by Wandao and coughed up blood, but ...... He blocked it alive and survived!

After this catastrophe, Wang Ming felt that time was getting more and more insufficient, and there was not much life around him.

And this time the heavenly punishment also shook the universe, and many people coexisted in this life, trying to find their own way, and they were all greatly touched.

"Someone has challenged Shizun again, this time I'll go!" Su Wenbin said.

In the past few hundred years, there have been some people who have come one after another, including this peerless master, and some people who are not very good. The weakest one had just become a saint, but Wang Ming only accepted the challenge of this one, and the rest was handed over to the disciple.

The reason is headless, it's just a pity, that person is very good, Wang Ming pressed it down with one hand, felt his will and Dao, reined in his qi, bounced him away with a smile, and gave him a scripture.

After a while, Su Wenbin walked in with a strange expression and said, "Master, you can go and fight this yourself." ”

He stood up, walked out, and smiled bitterly, why is this person here? Shui Lin is Shui Ling's brother, and the brother and sister have an old relationship with Wang Ming.

Speaking of which, in the past hundreds of years, the Vermilion Bird God has suffered more challenges, more frequently than Wang Ming, and batch after batch of masters have gone to call for a big battle.

If it weren't for Wang Ming's restraint, Zhao Bo would have gone to join in the fun.

It can be said that the Vermilion Bird God is overwhelmed, and the Vermilion Bird Star has not been calm for so many years, perhaps just because Wang Ming once defeated him and set an example for others.

"Brother Wang, don't be embarrassed, I'm just here for pure discussion, you can make a move, there is nothing to scruple about. Shui Lin smiled.

"Okay!" Wang Ming nodded, he knew that when he cultivated to this realm, it was difficult to go further, and some people hoped to gain something in the peerless war.

A mythical battlefield, a big showdown unfolds.

The breath was vast, the eight desolations were trembling, Shui Lin became enlightened in an alternative, and he really succeeded, which surprised Wang Ming and had to take it seriously.

The impact of this battle was huge, and the strong people from all over the world rushed to come.

The fire reflects the sky, the gods cover the world, the whole world trembles, and the heavens and the earth tremble.

This battle was extremely fierce, and the people watching were dizzy.

In the end, Shui Lin was defeated, but Wang Ming stopped at the right time, and used his own essence and blood to heal his Dao injuries, and evolved a part of the Dao rules to help Shui Lin realize the law. (To be continued......)