Standing at the top of chaos, looking at the bones of the beetle snake that are as tall as the peak, the left night covers the right eye of the mutation, and the power of the wild man overflows from between his fingers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. [ ] The limbs mixed with the essence of Ying Long trembled like a sieve, and a power that had never appeared but was born naturally. The skin is hot and red, and the pores are oozing blood. Zuo Ye held his posture upright, and the clouds surged like a divine sword.

Looking up at the bones, in front of such a behemoth, he was like a speck of dust between heaven and earth. But Zuo Ye had no consciousness at all, and the bones of the beetle snake seemed to him to be nothing more than the remains of a fallen primeval god.

"Aren't there any remnants to stay?" Zuo Ye leaned his back against the beast remains, and the divine spirit detected the violent divine undercurrent in the beast remains, but there was no soul power fluctuation. It stands to reason that even if the Chaos Divine Beast falls, even if only a broken bone is left that is bombarded, it will escape a wisp of remnant soul. This is the anti-heaven demon of the chaos gods, in that era, they did not distinguish between qi refining and refining the body, they drank the power of the sun, moon and stars, ate the essence of the origin of the spiritual vein, and the innate body became a god, and the soul and the body were perfectly combined. Every inch of the meridians and bones of the whole body have been fused through the divine soul sacrifice, and the mixed elements are one.

The desolate god dispersed, and Zuo Ye completely lost his support, although the sky-shattering power of the snake divine beast did not cause serious damage to him, but the deepest part of the chaos was not something that his quenching little monk could trespass.

Now it is a dilemma, under the hook of the divinity of the beetle snake, the body of the god of the desolation collapses inch by inch, and the little silent dark spirit element in the bone marrow glows with divine light and condenses into a thread. Thousands of trickles eventually condensed into a chain of origin gods, derived from hundreds of millions of textures, and reshaped the root bones.

After the awakening of the innate consciousness sea, Zuo Ye had forgotten that this was the first time that the body was broken and the foundation was rebuilt, as if the Taihuang Divine Body broke through the prison of heaven in the later life, and it would continue to break and stand up, but this kind of torture of the broken soul was afraid that he would fall into purgatory, and he would suffer a thousand punishments.

The chaotic spirit that surrounded the giant bone of the beetle snake was inspired to drill into the body frantically, and Zuo Ye suddenly felt that his body was lifted into the air by the violent vitality of the collision, and hundreds of millions of demons gnawed and sucked the marrow, but fortunately, Zuo Ye's mind was tempered by the curse of the heavens, and he could barely maintain his mind under this great fear.

So in the deepest part of the chaos of the barren land, between the clouds and mist, under the bones of the divine beasts that spanned thousands of miles, a faint halo turned from white to dark, from red to blue, from yellow to purple, a total of nine turns, and lasted for a long time.

All kinds of calamities, and then open chaos.

Wash away the lead, and see the truth.

The halo of silence suddenly erupted into a wave of consciousness fluctuations, vast and insignificant. The bones of the beetle snake, covered with a layer of light and shadow cloud sand, seemed to be angered by this thought, and the immortal divinity rolled and paved, spraying fiercely. Let out a true roar that travels through the eternal desolation, causing chaos to collapse, and the stars of the universe are pulled into the immeasurable eternal tribulation. Cracks began to appear in the barren land, and as they intensified, they were about to be broken and dissolved.

Duh!

At the critical moment, where the chaotic clouds are extinguished, a little divine light breaks through the waves, and hundreds of millions of starlight suppresses the divinity of the beetle snake.

The beetle that suppressed the riots, the collapsed space wall and the barren land and the land recovered in an instant, the catastrophe was eliminated, the barren land was reorganized and joined, and the void turbulence was as if it had never appeared, and the chaos was closed but not as reckless and primitive as before, and there was a little more peace out of thin air.

In the hinterland of bones, in the land of cloud annihilation, a figure made of chaotic essence is sleeping in the left night in the halo of heads-up. He does not have monstrous divine power on his body, but he fits perfectly with this chaotic heaven and earth, as if he is the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and his gestures contain infinite Dao meaning, even if it is just a posthumous **, the Dao bone fairy wind is still there, the mountains are up, and Fang Jue himself is already abyssal dust.

The root bones that have been washed and reshaped by the Chaos Essence surging back and forth, the muscles and bones of the whole body, and the Chaos Essence is grinding and washing every inch of the limbs and bones until it is perfect.

Seeing this figure, he sighed silently, "In the end, the heavens and the earth have changed, and the innate achievement of the Taihuang Divine Body should have been the darling of chaos, but if the Dao changes today, it is difficult to become enlightened." ”

With another finger, the Chaos Cloud Sea was churning, and in an instant, the fire of the Great Dao refined the essence of chaos like a galaxy, engulfing the halo. The sleeping Zuo Ye muffled his voice, and the shaping and refining of his body accelerated, and in an instant, more than a dozen bones were created, all of which were white jade and transparent, the divine texture was shining, and the golden dragon-shaped pith vein contained the power of the heaven and earth to the yang.

Under the chaotic oven, Zuo Ye is like a newborn baby, the white skin can be broken by blowing, the roots and bones are as clear as jade, and the majestic vitality between each breath is as vast as a long dragon. The half-opened and closed eyes seem to encompass the universe, and in the depths of the vast thousand are two immortal divine fires that burn the heavens and ten thousand paths, and the new Dao that evolves from the ultimate in silence continues to bless and consolidate the sea of divine body consciousness.

"Huh? He actually has the secret of Hongmeng Dao on him, and this son is a good opportunity. "The figure stands in chaos, at ease and leisurely, ignoring the divine power of the beetle snake god, although tens of millions of people go to me, talk and laugh freely, and point out the country. The clear eyes are the only vicissitudes and loneliness left behind by the three thousand worlds of red dust, and they are also the stars, sun and moon that look at the dust after the top of the avenue.

'Click' Chaos eggshell cracked, Zuo Ye shook his eyelashes like a fledgling, and the words in his mouth were inexplicable, but he saw that the whole body was gradually flourishing, and ten chaotic divine patterns surrounded his body, sending out the sound of the Great Dao, and there was a real dragon swimming, and the divine phoenix singing, outlining the sky, and chanting the holy in the nine places.

"Gu Immortal Ten Paths!"

The figure was not half surprised, but the eyes were reminiscent, and the memory was still remembering.

The chaos is colorless and dusty, and the fish and dragon dive into the Taoist body.

Are there two kinds of righteousness? The way is not in vain, but in people.

The figure roared and sang, and the chaos exploded to break through the Hongyu enchantment, leading the catastrophe to make the final baptism with the thunder tribulation.

Cheng, the gods of the Taihuang reappear in the heavens and all worlds; defeated, but the world of Daguan added another wisp of solitary soul.

The left night qi machine hooked the distant heavenly dao, and the heavenly punishment thunder tribulation came in an instant. Unlike the punishment of heavenly jealousy, in the land of chaos, there is the blessing of the Great Dao of Chaos, even if the Dao of Heaven cannot interfere much. Ninety-nine dragon-shaped lightning bolts with the thickness of the mouth of the bowl slashed mercilessly, overlooking the land of chaos like billions of giant pythons entrenched and crawling. Sensing the thunder robbery, Zuo Ye's eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lightning bolts broke through the sky. Facing the catastrophe, he does not perform spells and Taoism, does not operate the body refining method, and only relies on his physical strength to shake the thunder tribulation.

"Yo, the cultivation is a little lower, but this temper is the same as that guy." The figure woke up from the endless memories, and saw Zuo Ye refining his body through thunder, thinking that it was the same as his old friend, "I just don't know if there will be another emperor god and demon above the chaos after the years have passed through the heavens and the earth." ”

The wind swept back and forth, galloping in the middle of the thousands of thunder domains, even if he was only at the peak of his quenching body, even if his divine body was cracked and riddled with holes. The Immortal Dou Fire turned into a golden flame with two pupils, and the power of the Supreme Chaos Hongmeng began to shine.

"Wanyu Heavenly Realm, when I am the only one who is proud of the eight expressions, shaking the ancient and the present, the Tao is too high, and the name is left alone."

The spirit of Zuo Ye urged the extreme, and the ten thousand rivers of the sea converged into an ancient formation, and evolved a cosmic phantom to bless and protect him.

The figure was also stunned when he heard Zuo Ye's heroic oath, but turned to chuckle lightly.

"It's not simple, it's not simple, is there still a secret hand of Taishang Dao in this world today? Boy, I'm looking forward to your destiny more and more. ”

thought that the way of heaven was angered by Zuo Ye's great rebellious words, and the thunder tribulation was determined, and the end was to release the ability to destroy, but unexpectedly, the power was weakened by three points out of thin air, the cloud shadow was illusory, and the catastrophe was withdrawn.

"This can't be done, even if it is against the heavens and demons, there is also a process, and when you first show your edge, you will be invincible in the world, how can you become a great road!" The shadow cloud sleeves waved, as if the canopy of the sky restored the thunder tribulation to its original majesty.

Zuo Ye died nine times and lived nine lives, after eighty-one thunder tribulations, his divine power gradually ran out, and he was on the verge of exhaustion, and he was blocked by the calamity qi and could not draw essence from the land of chaos to make up for it. And the thunderstorm is swift and violent, like a torrential rain and a strong wind, and there is a danger of overturning at the snap of a finger.

In the last eighteen thunder tribulations, he didn't know how he survived. Maybe he didn't really finish the tribulation, although the figure had the intention to forge him, but he also knew that it was enough to stop, and the ninety-nine thunder tribulations sent down by the desolate heavenly dao on the edge of the universe to deal with a person who had a perfect quenching body was a strange tale, and it was difficult to survive the eighty-one tribulations on his own.

Beckoning to disperse the thunder tribulation, the fainting Zuo Ye fell into the chaotic clouds, and the divine body became small, repairing the injuries independently, and absorbing the chaotic essence of the eight directions to heal the wounds. It's just that the shocking scars on the body are faintly visible and the thunder is faint, and I don't know when it will heal.

"Alright, boy, we should meet." The figure strolls leisurely, disappearing in the misty chaos.

In the barren and chaotic realm, the scenery is still the same. Zuo Ye opened his eyes and found himself sitting on the back of the bones, connected to the dome, Ling Ran was at the top, looking around for a little bit, looking at the world and the world, his mood could not help but be vigorous.

"I've never seen anything like this before." A chuckle came from the opposite side, Zuo Ye came over, only to find that there was actually a young man in white sitting opposite, his face was delicate and handsome, a pair of eyes were slightly bright like stars, the avenue was natural, and his forehead was as white as jade outlining a unique pattern painted with purple and gold textures. The green silk is scattered at will, and the cheongsam is windless and automatic. Although he is sitting in front of you, but when you really think so, he is far away from the chaotic avenue beyond the heavens overlooking hundreds of millions of sentient beings, and looks down on the cycle of life and death.

There is a low table between the two of them out of thin air, with a tea set on it, a small red clay stove cooking hot tea, curling hot air, just a few sniffs will make people feel refreshed, the flow of true qi in the body is smoother, and the bottleneck of the quenching realm is faintly loose.

"Heaven and earth are the only ones, the eight desolations ** my lord ups and downs, crisscrossing three thousand worlds, fighting three in and three out of the fairy road. Looking back suddenly, Chengxian is empty, the supreme is empty, like snow lonely but empty, such as the dew of the furnace, once dispersed, it is difficult to gather. Perhaps, the flat boat in the midst of the vicissitudes, the life and death beyond the heavens, the mountains and rivers, is the freedom and leisurely beyond the ethereal immortals, what do you say? ”

"There Are Immortals"