The unicorn descends from the sky, the mouth holds the jade book, and the elephant of good luck!

Yin Ming stepped on the void, slowly walked in front of the Qilin Holy Beast, and stretched out his hand to take the jade book.

Because he had an experience before, this time Yin Ming was naturally familiar with the road.

The moment he held the jade book in his hand, Yin Ming only felt a cool and thorough spread from his hand to his whole body.

Then, the qi in the body suddenly boiled like a tide.

Then, Yin Ming opened his eyes and took a slight look at the jade book, and a majestic power surged out from the jade book and rushed straight into Yin Ming's body.

The next moment, Yin Ming only felt that there was a strange aura in his body, and he was constantly refining his literary aura.

And what he could feel was the power of the Great Dao.

The avenue descended from the sky, and Yin Ming suffered.

The jade book turned into starlight in Yin Ming's hands and dissipated, and the power of the Great Dao surrounded his body.

The Qilin Holy Beast raised its head to the sky and roared, making one deafening sound after another.

"Master... Pedant... What's wrong?!"

Yang Ziming saw that Yin Ming's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and his brows immediately furrowed.

Bai Yan waved his hand to stop it, "Don't panic." ”

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, obviously a little nervous.

But at this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in Yin Ming's body, shining directly on the Tao Te Ching.

As a result, thousands of avenue words surged towards his body like a tide.

I saw that his body absorbed all the scriptures of the Tao Te Ching like a bottomless pit, and the literary qi boiled and broke through the sky.

At this moment, a wisp of white smoke slowly emerged from the top of his head, constantly outlining pictures in the void.

Or the deer eats in the wilderness, or the holy religion is in the courtyard, or the Buddha preaches on the altar, or the son speaks in the ya.

The pictures fully expound the purpose of the world's ten thousand ways, and bring new insights to the heads of the eight countries.

And just when the leaders of the Eight Kingdoms were fully comprehending, Yin Ming's body stretched out again, his hands were wrapped, and a cloud of white smoke turned into a huge yin and yang fish swimming in front of him.

Yin Ming's eyes became yin and yang at this moment, black on the left and white on the right, and a force burst out from his eyes, piercing through the walls of Tianyuan City made of lapis lazuli.

At this time, Yin Minghu sat cross-legged, looked down, and slowly said, "There is no heaven and no earth, no yin and no yang, no sun and no moon, no crystal and no light, no east and no west..."

"In the void, sometimes I don't see it, I don't hear it. ”

"If there is a word, it cannot be seen, and if there is no word, all things are born!"

The moment the words fell, Yin Ming's breath skyrocketed instantly!

The tone was shocking, and it broke through the bottleneck of the true saint in an instant.

"Holy King!"

"The Holy King is coming!"

"Master has broken through the Holy King!"

For a time, the shouts of mountains and tsunamis were transmitted from all directions, and the eight countries were boiling again.

Feng Xingdao and the others burst into tears, they watched how Yin Ming had gone from being oppressed in Hongjing City step by step to becoming a Saint King.

Along the way, no one could stop Yin Ming, and after all, he achieved the posture of the Supreme Saint King.

The people in Wendao knelt down one after another, and the power of faith and the luck of Wendao were intertwined in Yin Ming's body, forming a peculiar breath that lingered in his dantian.

And then, the Qilin Holy Beast's hooves stepped into the void and came to Yin Ming, rubbing his head affectionately against Yin Ming's arm.

Yin Ming gently stroked its head, rolled over and landed on his back.

"Roar!"

The unicorn holy beast roared in the sky, and the picture was extremely strong.

......

The eerie ghostly ring is like a long city wall, dividing the Yuannan Plain in two.

To the south of the Devil's Ring Belt, there is an endless grassland, where the human race is flourishing at this moment, and there are newly built temples of literature and Taoism everywhere.

To the north of the Demonic Ring is a dark and gloomy hell, and no one knows who it is.

In the vicinity of the Demon Ring Belt, there are countless little demons and demons stationed here, and they all came out of the Demon Demon Ring Belt and planned to go to the human race to inquire about the news.

But with Yin Ming's promotion to the Holy King, all the actions of the demon and demon clans stopped.

Inside the Demon Ring, a Heavenly Demon was looking down at the Demon Ring below, his eyes were visibly greedy, and the horns of the living on his forehead were shining with scarlet light.

"The Holy King of Wendao..."

"Virtue must be delicious, I can't wait..."

The Heavenly Demon licked his lips greedily, and the black saliva fell to the ground, and a puff of green smoke rose.

And beside this Heavenly Demon, a Heavenly Demon floated slowly.

This is an ancient demon emperor with wings on his back and three eyes.

After a long period of cultivation, he has already stood at the peak of the Heavenly Demon, and he is now the leader of the Demon Clan.

"What the Demon Ancestor didn't do back then, this time the old thing must not be repeated. ”

"Fu Shou, do you remember that sword that day?"

The Demon Emperor's three eyes all flashed with a playful light.

It turned out that this Heavenly Demon was the head of the clone who was killed by Yin Ming's sword in the Valley of Annihilation that day.

When Fu Shou heard the words of the Demon Emperor, he was furious, and his fan-like palm suddenly pinched the Demon Emperor's neck, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Who knew that the Demon Emperor had no worries on his face, and even smiled casually, "The great cause has not been accomplished, why should there be any hurry?"

The extermination of the human race is the common goal of both the demon race.

What their ancestors did not do back then, it finally fell on their heads.

"You're going to fight among yourself, and now is not the time. ”

The Demon Emperor squinted at Fu Shou, and then turned his head to look at the Demon Demon Ring, "This thing can't stop us for too long, and the Ghost Clan's side is already poised to attack, so you should be quiet." ”

As he spoke, the Demon Emperor raised his hand and gently pushed away his fan-like palm.

Don't look over the head with hatred, "A sword that day, the shame of this life, if you can't use Yin Ming's head and eat his virtue, what face do I have to be the head of the demon clan!"

The Demon Emperor glanced at him coldly, "The Patriarch of Wendao is not the same as the original Heavenly Martial King, if you are still like this, if you still look down on people like this, if you die in the future and have no place to be buried, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Although he had never fought with Yin Ming, he had obtained important information from elsewhere, so he was extremely wary of Yin Ming.

Who knew that with a gloomy smile, a mouthful of cyan fangs suddenly appeared.

"It seems that the spies you arranged with the Terrans are really good. ”

"Do you want to give them some reward?"

As he spoke, Fu Shou's right palm was slightly raised, and a gray linen bag appeared in his hand.

"This is the lich poison of your demon clan, which can make people sleepy without dying, and there is no cure in the world. ”

"If you can make Yin Ming's guy... Hey, hey, hey..."

Fu Shou's face was full of greedy and evil smiles.

With a flick of the Demon Emperor's wings, he snatched the gray linen bag away, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you come from?"

There was a fierce look in his shaking eyes, this thing was a secret that the demon clan did not pass on