A crisp slap sounded in the palace.

It sounded so crisp, but if such a sound was known, there would be no other emotion than horror.

The supreme taboo is slapped.

unimaginable things.

The corpse's face was extremely cold, and he didn't have any words, only looked at Dao Tianjun coldly.

"You can slap a few more times until you breathe." Dihong spoke again.

"Dihong."

The corpse suddenly looked up at the Dihong clan, and his face looked like a thousand-year-old Xuanbing.

He knows that he is controlled by others and cannot break free, so he does not intend to do useless things, but if he does not act, it does not mean that he will not be angry.

Now Dihong's approach is undoubtedly a slap in the face.

"I said my people can't be bullied, no matter who they are." Di Hong looked at the corpse, his eyes were cold, and his yellow robe was like the supreme of the heavens, which was completely similar to his previous attitude.

Domineering and strong.

This is the real Dihong clan, even if it is about to die, it is still the best in ancient and modern times, and its combat power is unparalleled.

At the same time, the supreme taboo eyes are shining.

"The people who are jealous of heaven, glory and glory." The two figures whispered, and he stared calmly.

"Smack."

"Smack."

The slap in the hall was ringing, and Dao Tianjun slapped again silently.

He knew that this slap represented not only his own, but also the wasteland, explaining to the supreme taboo that the wasteland could not be humiliated.

The Dihong clan is about to die, but his power is still there, and he can still protect the clan.

Look at this scene.

Even if it's a taboo, it's moving.

This kind of power makes people frightened and speechless, how the supreme taboo exists, how can it be slapped by someone.

After a series of slaps, Dao Tianjun withdrew his hand.

His figure also returned to its original state in the next moment, and it did not belong to this ancient history.

Vaguely, Dao Tianjun felt that there was a huge causal entanglement in himself, which was terrifyingly vast, like the power of cause and effect of all beings.

Then the Emperor Hong clan left with Dao Tianjun.

He didn't stop the five supreme forbidden beings from fighting for what he left behind, as he said, he wouldn't make a move, and after the departure of the Dihong clan, the dungeon erupted with terrifying brilliance.

The terrible forbidden mana tore apart, everything was shattered, and the gods moved the sky.

What will happen to the underground palace, it seems that the tomb of the Dihong clan is no longer important.

What happened after that.

Dihong doesn't want to know, on the long river of years.

He has a majestic figure, a smile on his face, and is gentle and kind.

"I can see you, I see hope, have we succeeded?" The Dihong clan looked at Dao Tianjun with a kind of relief, a kind of softness, which was different from the previous Domination of the Heavens.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun was puzzled.

He didn't ask.

If the ancestors of the wastelands wanted to tell him, they would naturally tell, and if not, then it was useless to ask.

This is the tradition of his people.

The elders have been sheltering the descendants from the wind and rain, and the tall body has always stood at the forefront, not letting all the darkness infringe on the clansmen, and not asking for any return, as long as they can see the growth of the clansmen, it is the greatest reward.

"Gu Ancestor, you really want to ......" Dao Tianjun looked at the Dihong clan with a worried face.

He didn't dare to imagine that the ancestors of the wastelands were dying people.

Obviously, it is so powerful that even the supreme taboo can be suppressed, but in the end he is going to die, what kind of change will lead to the death of the Dihong clan.

"Death is just a formality." Dihong looked at Dao Tianjun, "I died in form, but my heart is not dead, and the clansmen still remember me." ”

Saying that, his eyes showed a sense of relief, "The clansmen remember me, I am not dead yet, I will always be with you again, you come from the future, I see the future, the clansmen are still alive and still, these are enough." ”

The tone is calm, and there is a kind of contentment.

As he said, the people are still alive and glorious in the distant future, and if the diligence is a pursuit and satisfaction, what could be more satisfying than this?

The future clansmen are still alive, they have the same blood, and they are advancing on the path of cultivation, which is also equivalent to the Dihong clan advancing.

What if he dies, his path is still advancing, and future generations will wait for him to embark on the path of cultivation, which will be glorious and eternal.

This is the true meaning of the afterlife in the mouth of the Dihong clan.

Time.

Dao Tianjun's heart trembled.

Dihong's years are for the advancement of the Tao, not because he wants to be famous for the ages after his death, but because he wants to learn from it, his true meaning is the clan, and he wants to use this to witness the clansmen and witness that way.

In an instant, the tip of Dao Tianjun's nose was pantothenic.

Even if the ancient ancestor is about to die, he still cares about the ethnic group, and he is the eyes of the clan, witnessing the Tao for the ethnic group in the years, exploring the past and the future, and whether there is a way to go.

And is he appearing now for him?

Dao Tianjun thought that he had cultivated because of the Dihong clan and the five supreme taboo discussions, and wanted to speak, but the words were stuck in his throat and could not be spoken.

"In the endless future, there are still clansmen, we are still continuing, and the glory is still there."

Dihong's eyes became hazy, looking into the distance, as if he was watching the eternal years, there was a kind of loss on his face, he couldn't see the growth of the clansmen, and there was also a sigh that he couldn't shelter the clansmen.

He has been fighting all his life, not for killing, nor for himself, the eventful years, the eternity, the original intention is to protect, until he stands at the top of the mountain, the world sees an insurmountable mountain.

Except for the wasteland, how many people know what he is doing for.

Mighty, or immortal.

None of this, he just wants to go further and farther with his people, forever.

"Gu Zu, are you leaving?" Dao Tianjun's heart trembled.

Dihong's family, through the ages, is invincible, and his posture is slowly blurring.

The only thing that hasn't changed is his smile.

Bang ......

Dao Tianjun saw the back of the ancient ancestor, standing tall and majestic, the footsteps were from near and far, and there was no domineering and strong on the face that turned around, only a smile, which was a kind of relief, a kind of kindness, and a bright smile.

He headed for the future.

The figure of the great man disappeared, it seems that in the near future, he is still witnessing for the clansmen, every time he appears, there are clansmen, he is witnessing, the Tao has been continued in the clansmen, tirelessly.

Perhaps, one day, the Dihong clan will disappear.

One day ahead.

His breath was gone, and he fell in the course of time, witnessing a stronger man who blocked the pace of his progress.

Nothing can be known.

In the long old years.

It rained, the world was sad, all beings were crying, they were tearing their hearts and lungs, and they were dressed in white.

"The fall of Dihong."

There was a sigh in the years, and those years were called Dihong......

……

Dao Tianjun's consciousness also gradually disappeared at the same time.

He gazed at the back of his distant ancestor and fell asleep.

In this way, Dao Tianjun fell silent, and his body lay in the depths of the long river of black blood, feeling the Tao in the dark.

This is the blood of the strong, countless people have died, and countless people are entrained, the rules are mixed, and immeasurable perceptions are pouring in, making the Dao Tianjun stronger and stronger.

At the same time.

The source of black blood, a ray of light flowed out of that black drop of emperor blood.

A ray of light appeared silently, and it didn't even notice the dark forbidden figure of the black blood world, it flowed out in the direction of the black blood flowing.

Merged into the body of Dao Tianjun, who was precipitated at the bottom of the black blood world.

A supreme supernatural power melted into Dao Tianjun's mind.

Biology and Creation.

Creation in nothingness, from nothing, creation, a drop of blood evolves all things, a trace of divine thought expands and evolves the eternal spirits, can hold the eternal time, the five elements of heaven and earth, the four elephants and gossip, and the endless avenue are under control.

It's a mutilated law.

Even the creator has not been able to perfect it.

It was the first time for Dao Tianjun to get such a supernatural power, and the five supernatural powers he had obtained before were all perfect without exception, but this one was incomplete, and it seemed that he didn't have time to perfect it, and he died halfway.

Time flies, time is like an arrow.

Unconsciously, tens of thousands of years have passed, and Dao Tianjun can't remember it, he is sleeping.

I woke up halfway through, and soon fell asleep again.

He had an epiphany, feeling all things sad, all beings mourned, darkness shrouded the world, and there was roar and sadness in the black blood.

In the deep sleep, the black world is flowing blood, the only main color.

Ground.

Dao Tianjun felt in his heart that his Dao had made great progress.

A kind of enlightenment, the origin of heaven and earth, the symbol of the avenue emerges, the Tao is divided into three thousand, and it can also be divided into fifty.

His heart and soul were moving.

Dao Tianjun's body that was silent in the black blood world moved.

His body did not move, but his soul was fluctuating amazingly, and when he raised his hand, it seemed like an instant for eternity, which was terrifying.

This is in the avenue of evolution, creating your own supernatural powers.

There was a bass echoing in my mind.

"Create."

There is a living force emerging.

"Destruction."

There is a power to die.

"Life and death."

Special states, such as life and death, are not outside the Three Realms of the Five Elements, like a traveler of time, watching the eternity.

"Nothingness."

The darkness and ominousness in the depths of the black river are dissipating, as if they never existed.

He whispered in his heart.

At this moment, tens of thousands of years have passed, and if he is a corpse that has been dead for countless years, sinking in the long river of black blood, no one will find it underneath the drop of black blood.

Occasionally, there is a roar in the black blood world, the dark world.

It was blood rolling, there was not only black blood on it, but also all kinds of blood, and most of the large tomb in the water was flooded with blood, and it looked so lonely and dead.

Dao Tianjun continued to precipitate.

In the end, the Tao he evolved, which belonged to his own supernatural powers, still did not break through, and stopped at nothingness, as if he had reached the end, and it was also like the last name, it was nothingness, and there was no way.

In a blink of an eye.

It's another thousand years, the years are in a hurry, and I don't know how many generations have passed in the mortal world.

And at this time.

Dao Tianjun opened his eyes, he had the brilliance of the long river of years flowing in his pupils, and the heavy pupils appeared, and the glass was thousands.

Dao Tianjun, who had precipitated in the dark world, moved.

His illusory body is consolidating, gradually coming from nothing, he is returning, from darkness to returning.

Nothingness, not the end, nothingness, is more the beginning of life.

Finally, the Tao of evolution is perfected......

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