The avenue is three thousand, and all of them lead to the highest!

This is the supreme principle recognized by everyone in the cultivation world, but in fact, there is no difference between strong and weak in the Great Dao, only cultivators.

However, as far as the Shenzhou human race is concerned, there are three main streams, the righteous path is headed by the Taoist Buddha, and the demon has become an evil way, which is not recognized by the righteous path and has been suppressed.

Throughout the ages, Tianjiao martial artists have been like carps crossing the river, not that no one has cultivated multiple martial arts at the same time, but there are very few who can embark on the path of the Holy Dao, let alone cultivate the three realms!

But now, such a person has appeared, right in front of him.

But it makes people's hearts seem to be blocked with a big rock, and what is completely unacceptable is that such a person ...... Actually fell into the devil!

The world is proud, there is no ancient, and there is no one after!

The huge and magnificent, yin and yang fish with supreme mystical and mighty power, is like the sun taking off, illuminating the eternals, and the dazzling people are dizzy, covering everyone's brilliance.

In the face of such an existence, who dares to call Tianjiao?

"Hahaha, I never thought that I could see Brother Wu's true face today, the posture of Gaidai, peerless, even if this battle died here, there is no regret!"

Xiao Baiyi looked up to the sky and smiled, and suddenly pulled out a brilliant sword, and when others were intimidated by Wu Ming's momentum, he did not retreat but advanced, and rushed towards Wu Ming with a vertical sword, heroic and dry!

Some people are like this, they would rather compete with countless Tianjiao in an era than walk alone on the road!

Even if there is a figure that people can only look up to and chase, at least the road ahead is no longer confused.

"Ha, how are people, how are demons, how are demons, today's battle is enough to be famous through the ages, and there are descendants to comment!"

A long howl broke through the sky, but I saw a figure dressed in official clothes, but unusually free and easy, holding a scroll and a brush, singing loudly.

Sima Rui, Shi Tianjiao, the grandson of the contemporary Taishi Gong!

This person whose reputation is not obvious, silently in all corners, recording everything, low-key and inconspicuous, almost forgotten, this time reveals the shocking secret skills of historians.

But looking at a volume of historical records, it is not a gorgeous rhetoric, and when it unfolds, the few words that are simply recorded are turned into countless lights and shadows, as if sweeping towards the yin and yang fish like a long river.

Even if the Taiji diagram is mysterious and unparalleled, it has unfathomable power, but under the sweep of this long history, it is actually crumbling!

"The swan song of the historian, the rhyme of the separation!"

Wu Ming's eyelids drooped slightly, as if he was not the slightest surprised, and said lightly, "I never thought that I could see the way of Shi Jiahe today, which is indeed wonderful!"

"Okay, good, what a historian's swan song, no rhyme, no regrets today!"

Sima Rui's eyes lit up, he laughed heartily, and the brush in his hand was like a Qingfeng Wu hook.

Every time the stroke falls, a figure appears in the long river of history, killing Wu Ming, it is Wu Ming in different periods, but the power that can be revealed is close to the current Wu Ming.

The supreme secret art of historians - the long river of history, illuminating the past and the present!

With this hand alone, its revealed strength is not under the supreme arrogance of any of the famous races in the world, and it is the most top-notch existence among them.

"Amitabha, good and good, I said goodbye that day, but I never thought that I would break the cause and effect today!"

Shenxiu proclaimed the Buddha's name, and his handsome and unparalleled face was full of compassion and compassion, but there was a little more human distress, and a palm poked out, ten thousand Buddhas sang, and the golden lotus fell from the sky.

The supreme power of Buddhism - the Buddha country in the palm of your hand, the purification of all sentient beings!

In this peerless school, all the evil ways have been suppressed, and there is no power to escape, let alone hide.

Jingle bells!

The crisp and melodious bell rang through the void, a roll of red yarn swept the red dust, and thousands of heavens descended into the netherworld!

But seeing the graceful fairy, like the Nine Heavens Xuannu walking in the dust, singing and dancing lightly, but showing her beauty without any scruples, in the red gauze tent like smoke and mist, indulge in stretching her graceful waist, charming and unparalleled!

Demon Dao Peerless Peerless Learning-Heavenly Demon Dance!

"Ten years of knowing you, you can see your true face, a dance of heavenly demons, and cheer for you!"

Enchanting but not kitsch, light and beautiful and full of endless charm, a peerless dancer who shows her beauty, I don't know if she is saying to Wu Ming, or being her true self.

Huiyue Shenni, the descendant of Takijing Bodhisattva, but she has cultivated the supreme mastery of the Demon Dao to such a high and profound realm, and the world has discovered that she is Lan Xinsu - the Exquisite Heavenly Maiden!

This is who she really is!

Xiao Baiyi's Sword of the Son of Heaven, suppressing the void, Sima Rui's long history, setting things right, Shenxiu's Buddha country in the palm of his hand, eliminating demonic thoughts, Lan Xinsu's Heavenly Demon Dance, breathtaking.

The four supreme masteries were unfolded in the hands of the four supreme heavenly semi-saints, each showing a peerless demeanor, and it corresponded to all aspects of Wu Ming.

Although it was the first time to join forces against the enemy, they had an unparalleled tacit understanding, and the cooperation was so wonderful that almost in an instant, they grasped all the gaps in Wu Ming's martial arts.

Even if there are no gaps to find, with the supreme talent of the four people, they can also peek through it and find the flaws.

Facing Wu Ming, who was facing the four, even though he was still brave, he still showed fatigue.

When manpower is poor, even though Wu Ming has a peerless posture and cultivates the three paths, he does not integrate the three paths into one after all, it is a supreme avenue, but it is also full of thorns and bumps.

The four of them fought alone, and Wu Ming, who let go of his hands and feet, was definitely not an opponent.

But the power of joining forces is not a simple one plus one, but a multiplication of power.

On that day, Wu Ming and Xiao Baiyi completely collided with their own martial arts, and even the Wang family's veteran top demi-saint was bombarded into slag by the great power of heaven and earth, and the bones were gone.

In fact, none of the five had the ability to kill that person, and even desperately had a glimmer of hope.

But as long as there are more than two people fighting, the great power of heaven and earth will undergo qualitative changes, let alone five people.

At this time, I'm afraid that even a false saint can't interfere, unless it's a saint!

But looking at the depths of the void, where the spatial turbulence is stirring, and the aftermath of the sage's battle, it's nothing more than that!

Wu Ming still didn't retreat, nor did he use the holy sword, even if he was slashed by Xiao Baiyi's Son of Heaven sword, or hit by Sima Rui's own breath figure captured from the long river of history, or even slapped by Shenxiu at the vital point, and was stimulated by Lan Xinsu's Heavenly Demon Dance.

This is the path he chooses for himself, whether it is a rich and sweet fruit, or a poisonous fruit that seals his throat when he sees blood, he must swallow it himself!

Invincible!

Even though he was as proud as Zhao Shuhang, looking at the figure of the fierce fight with the four people, a touch of bitterness welled up in his heart, his palm was pierced by his nails, and blood flowed sideways, as if he didn't realize it.

I can't help but ask myself, is it wrong?

If it is right, it can create such a 'monster', what can it do in the world?

But if you are wrong, you follow the will of the saints, abandon your own heart, and even spit on yourself, what are the things you do?

Everyone was amazed and shocked, even numb, and even the saints were stunned by it in the battle.

In particular, when Wu Ming, who originally showed his declining momentum, turned out to be more and more courageous the more he fought, from attacking less and defending more, gradually to steady and steady, and his strength became more and more mellow, until he gained the upper hand.

At this time, I realized that this person really had unimaginable fighting instincts, and he actually used the four supreme heavenly pride to sharpen himself!

Wu Ming, who revealed the three Qi cultivation in front of the world for the first time, also made people more and more aware of his invincible posture!

"Hahaha, happy!"

Wu Ming suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, although his hair was scattered, he seemed embarrassed, but he was full of endless pride.

The faces of the four of them changed drastically, with a hint of strangeness in their solemnity, but they still did not spare the slightest hand, and killed Wu Ming with all their might.

"It's time to finish!"

Wu Ming flashed left and right, his body turned into thousands of people, and the palm shadow flew over, and the yin and yang Taiji seals transformed by the three martial arts of Buddhism, Taoism and demons turned into rounds of light and shadow.

The sword of the Son of Heaven standing on the top of the shoot was scattered, the long river of history flowed backwards, the Buddha country in the palm collapsed, and the phantom of the heavenly demon was gloomy.

Being in heaven and earth is the rule, and the Son of Heaven cannot set a circle!

Holding the universe in hand, keeping the eternity in mind, the long history is helpless!

The determination is firm, the sky is not shocked, my heart is self-evident, the difficulty of the gods and Buddhas, red dust and white bones!

This is Wu Ming's martial arts!

The four of them retreated gloomily, clearly sensing Wu Ming's will, and if they continued to fight, they would really divide life and death!

Zheng!

At this moment, a sword appeared silently, flashing from Wu Minghou's heart and neck, bringing a terrifying blood light, and the white bones of Sensen could be seen.

Click!

Wu Ming flipped his palm, the sword broke, the figure vomited blood and flew upside down, half kneeling on the ground a hundred zhang away.

Shout!

Immediately afterward, another sword was vertical and horizontal, and a deep scar was cut on his chest, which was still overturned by his palm.

The cold sword light rose again, like a fairy like a mortal, ethereal and impermanent, flashing from under Wu Ming's ribs, bringing a large rain of blood, and a shadow staggered out upside down.

This is not over, there are even one after another peerless and powerful attacks, coming to him again and again, and Wu Ming who hit him was covered in blood and embarrassed to the extreme.

Everyone was a little confused, why did Wu Ming, who had just shown his invincible posture, be so easy to be hit at this time!

What is especially terrifying is that one of the ancient clumsy giant coffins broke through the power of his palm and smashed it on his forehead, blood splattered, and his body staggered.

"Whirring ......"

Wu Ming took a few breaths, his eyes were tired, but his pale cheeks were full of smiles, looking at his former acquaintances, "It's really hard for you, this holy painting is sleepy, are you so capable?"

"Hey, my sword is upright, but today I did such a thing, what can I do!"

Lu Xifeng shook his head with a wry smile, dropped the broken sword casually, and retreated in despair.

"Hehe, you're doing this, isn't this young master? This guy is too ruthless!"

Song Yang covered his shoulders and coughed up blood in his mouth, but he laughed wantonly.

"I'll give you a ride!"

Xuan Qingqiao's face turned pale, her red lips were pursed, and she held the sword without saying a word.

"Don't be angry, I'm the one who makes soy sauce!"

Wu Che rubbed his hands, and his round face showed a hint of fear.

"Why do you have to fall into the devil, people can't do it, go with your sister, and don't get involved in this Laoshizi thing?"

Miao slapped him with a slap, and said to Wu Ming with concern.

"Looks like I can't wake you up!"

Sui Miao stroked the ancient coffin, and said with a cold face, "I will burn you completely with the Yin and Netherworld Karmic Fire, and if you die, there will be no such bad things!"

"Brother Wu......"

The eyes of the three saints are extremely complicated, and the previous agreements have been invalidated with Wu Ming's fall into the demon!