Airplanes!

The light on the scroll flickered, and the astronomy like a tadpole golden seal sometimes wandered in all directions, sometimes turned into thunder, and sometimes surged like fog.

When you look closely, it looks like the oldest hieroglyphic script of the human race, and it seems to be a natural oracle bone inscription, but it seems to come from the end of the unknowable history, from the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao when the chaos was not opened thousands of years ago.

When I look at the scroll again, it seems that there is a lot of heaven and earth, the sun, moon and stars, and all the heavens and all worlds are in it, and it is like a stone tablet that is wedged with the truth of heaven and earth.

This inscription is the heavenly monument that disappeared without a trace when Kunlun was destroyed in the Great War of the Middle Ages, but I never thought that it was hidden in the way of heaven, and when it reappeared, it turned into this scroll.

This is the last legacy of the saints in the world, and it is also the legacy left to the human race after sacrificing their lives, forcibly carving the way of heaven into nothing, manifesting it between heaven and earth!

Looking at the heavens and all the worlds, it is no longer a supreme treasure that can be replicated.

Among them, there is not only the Heavenly Monument, but also part of the will of the two realms, and the Divine Spear of Destruction that has been destroyed under the power of Heaven, the Hundred Divine Powers of the Human Race!

"Life and death have a life, wealth is in the sky - the book of life and death!"

Wu Ming held the scroll, as if it was extremely heavy, but his gaze was extremely firm, and he grabbed it suddenly, and the purple-gold light shone brightly, and there was a sword like a sword in his palm-stunned!

This divine soldier has been infused with too much effort by Wu Ming, not to mention all kinds of rare treasures in the world, but also has the sustenance of a great avenue!

Airplanes!

Wu Ming placed the sting flat on the scroll, and the immeasurable brilliance suddenly appeared, and ten thousand rays of light rushed into the sky, stirring the sky.

Bang!

The flat ground thundered, and there seemed to be a nine-day Milky Way pouring down in the depths of the firmament, only to see a river that seemed to exist forever, coming out of nothingness, it was the long river of the Holy Dao.

Not only that, but in the long river of the Holy Dao, there is also a colorful rainbow, which runs through the heavens and the earth, and seems to connect the unknowable place.

In a trance, through this long rainbow, you can see countless magical visions, and even in this long rainbow, you can see the long river of the holy way flowing up, and the heavens and the earth turning.

"Hey, how long has it been?"

Wu Ming was cold, wiped the blood stains on his forehead, but found that he couldn't erase the blood in front of him, and then sneered, "If the long river of time can really reverse everything, as early as countless years ago, the Chaos Demon God could reverse the heavens and the earth, making the heavens and all worlds return to chaos!"

Airplanes!

Before the words fell, the light on the scroll skyrocketed again, reflecting the heavens, and the stunning divine sword seemed to be transparent, and countless points of light scattered and flew away.

But when it flew away, the colored rainbow was abruptly distorted, as if it was a little thinner.

It's not like it, but it's really thin, as if a projection or branch has appeared, following the light points of the Excalibur and submerging into the already translucent sword body.

In the blink of an eye, the sword shrunk, and it turned into a ruler long, with a rainbow around the whole body, containing endless stars, pitch black as ink, and a purple and gold brush.

Rumble!

The moment the brush was formed, a supreme force rushed into the sky, and instantly disappeared into the long river of the Holy Dao, which directly set off thousands of waves, and dispersed the Changhong that seemed to exist since ancient times.

"Kunpeng!"

Wu Ming held the pen in his hand, his eyes were like electricity, as if he had ignored the barriers of the two realms, and went straight into Shenzhou, looking at the huge figure that covered the sky and the sun and ravaged Shenzhou, and shouted in a low voice, "Er was born as a congenital god, he didn't want to repay heaven and earth, and tried in vain to steal the way of heaven, and the crime is not punishable.

Before the words fell, the wrist moved lightly, the pen stroked, and the blood-colored pen and ink appeared on the scroll, and a phantus that looked like a character and an abstract picture was hidden inside.

It was a mass of living creatures, distorted and ever-changing, sometimes like a roc spreading its wings, swimming in the nine skies, sometimes like a dragon whale swinging its tail, swimming in the sea of stars.

But under this brushstroke, it seems that there are countless crimson iron chains, which have disappeared into the scroll, and then appear in the void out of thin air, flashing from Shenzhou, and crossing the huge shadow that covers the sky and the sun.

It's as if the heavens came to life, and with a brush, he gently brushed it over the canopy, erasing the wrong strokes.

As powerful as Kunpeng, this innate god who dominated the chaos before it opened, the strongest existence in the ancestral realm, was silently erased!

Soul Pen!

With cause and effect as ink, and heaven as the pen, seduce all souls!

Even though the Chaos Demon God is outrageously powerful, the cause and effect involved in it is too great, especially over the years, it has been parasitic in the Heavenly Dao and has formed a great cause and effect with the Heavenly Dao.

Now that someone is willing to pay the price, pull the power of the Heavenly Dao, and wipe it out through the Great Dao of Cause and Effect, the Heavenly Dao naturally knows how to push the boat along the river and borrow the power of Wu Ming.

"Hoo ......"

Killing Kunpeng with one stroke, Wu Ming's face suddenly turned pale, he had already lost the incarnation of Sanqing, not to mention a sharp decrease in strength, but also lost a fundamental part of his strength.

Now, I don't know what a price it has taken to reach such an astonishing level.

"Kill him!"

"We created the human race, and you dare to rebel!"

"Kill, the human race should be punished!"

The fall of Kunpeng was too sensational, even the Chaos Demon God couldn't help but be terrified, and all that remained was a long roar, setting off boundless power and impacting the passage of the two realms.

It's a pity that the passage of the Two Realms after the Holy Sacrifice has been strengthened by the saints has been several times stronger than before, even if they burst out with all their strength, it is three points stronger than before, but it is difficult to complete it in a short period of time.

"Tianhuang!"

In particular, Wu Ming did not stop, but once again shouted a name, and the soul hook pen in his hand swiped over the book of life and death.

In this legend, the mother of the Heavenly Phoenix, the Yuan Phoenix, the Great Peng, and the Peacock let out a terrible wail, and when a chaotic flame had not yet risen to the limit, it suddenly extinguished with a poof, like a fire candle in the wind.

At the same time, among the heavens and ten thousand worlds, whether it was the Heavenly Phoenix or the Yuan Phoenix among the chaotic beings, or the Dapeng and Peacock lineages of their descendants, their strength had plummeted, and they had lost their great power from Chaos.

Similarly, the descendants of the bloodline who continued from Kunpeng also had a great decrease in strength, almost all of them showed a state of regression, and the plummeting realm was only the most direct sign, and some even fell directly.

The Chaos Bloodline bestows these descendants not only with unparalleled strength and power above their peers, but also with an almost endless number of commands.

When chaos first opened, when the Ten Thousand Realms were revealed, and when the Heavenly Dao was revived, these should have already begun.

However, the Chaos Demon God was unwilling to accept the status quo, and tried to turn things around, recreate chaos, and live in the Heavenly Dao, so that part of his own power was also inherited.

But now, with the fall of the two Chaos Demon Gods, everything will be back on track.

Not only that, but even the place occupied by the descendants of the two Chaos Demon Gods, after their power was weakened, the Heavenly Dao also changed, accelerating the destruction of the Chaos Descendants.

To say that it is destroyed is not to completely obliterate it, but to punish it, and to increase the weakening of its power.

It could have been said that the chaotic creatures of the self-reliant race in the world were powerless to resist in the face of the punishment of the Heavenly Dao.

But in the same way, Tianyan forty-nine, one of them is gone.

Even if the Chaos Demon God obstructed and damaged the formation of the Heavenly Dao, it would not directly exterminate its clan, leaving a glimmer of life.

It's a pity that as the ancestor of the chaotic beings, at this time, in the face of the Soul Hook Pen and the Book of Life and Death, it is Wu Ming who personally holds the two Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasures, so naturally there is no reason to be spared.

"Ying Li!"

Wu Ming's eyes turned, looking directly at the winding and twisted road, like a mountain, like the ridge of the earth, like the peak of heaven and earth, and the pen in his hand slid again.

"Junior, the ancestor and the three ancestors of your human race are friends of eight worships, your human race is born, the ancestor has the grace of support, if you go against the grain, the grace will be revenged, than by heaven!"

The dignified ancestral dragon roared again and again, roaring like thunder.

Although the momentum is huge, anyone can hear it, and its color is very inward.

This one is really scared!

Come to think of it, the dignified Chaos Demon God, the innate god, was born in the heavens and the earth before the chaos opened, and lived for countless years, and this is actually facing death.

It's a pity that nothing can be changed, the fact that it will fall!

"Ox-nosed, old bald donkey, big-eared thief......"

The ancestral dragon roared and cursed, and stopped abruptly.

A blood-colored rainbow swept by, silently, erasing it instantly.

Rise!

Almost at the same time, the heaven and the earth are full of dragons, and the sorrow is endless, the sound is like a cuckoo crying blood, the four seas are sad, and hundreds of millions of water tribes are wailing for it, and the hateful grief is everywhere.

"Wu thief, this emperor will never die with you......"

Above the East China Sea, Ao Yin spat blood from his mouth, and his golden dragon scales kept flashing with light, and every time he flickered, he was dimmed, and he could barely maintain his might, and even the dragon horns showed signs of degeneration.

The most direct embodiment is the fifth claw under its abdomen, which directly collapsed!

Rise!

Not far away, a black-gold true dragon, while its size continued to shrink, the five claws under its abdomen also disappeared, not only could not maintain its transformation, but also collapsed with a body of holy Dao power.

"Tyre ......"

Ao Yin vomited a mouthful of blood again and almost fainted.

This true dragon is the East China Sea Dragon Prince Ao Tai, in this catastrophe, he finally broke through the realm and was canonized, but unfortunately before he showed his strength, after the fall of the ancestral dragon, the realm regressed, and he was almost directly knocked into the dust.

Although he has retained his respectable cultivation, it is no longer difficult to transform into a form, and it is even more difficult to break through his own realm.

Because, this is not only the fall of the ancestral dragon, the collapse of the power in the bloodline, but also the punishment from the Heavenly Dao.

Rise!

But in the mournful roar of the four seas, there were two dragon chants that rushed into the sky, resounding through the sky, with boundless high-spiritedness and excitement, and even spread to the four seas, making hundreds of millions of water tribes stunned and excited, and turned to despair.

This is not the Four Seas Dragon Clan, but the two golden dragons that occupy the Huanglong River and guard the water veins of Shenzhou by the order of the Ming Dynasty - Ao Lei and Ao Yong!

The fall of the ancestral dragon, the two true dragon sisters and brothers, instead of passing the power, at this moment, with the help of the power of the soaring water veins in Shenzhou, broke through the realm and sealed the saint, how unfair is the way of heaven?

Even Lei Mingsheng, who was in charge of the Tianlong River, was entrenched in the cave at this time, looking at the north, and his huge pupils like thunder pools flashed with jealousy.

It's a pity that he is not the Ancestral Dragon, and he has not received the slightest help in this Heavenly Dao opportunity.