Boom!

The blood-colored thunder pierced the sky, the red clouds covered the sky, and the blood rain poured down, as if the sky was crying, and all things were sad together!

The Saint Fall, the Terran Sage has fallen!

Even if the old sacrificial wine is now abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, it is also relative to Wu Ming, a person who is carried by heaven, and for the human race, he still has great merits and is protected by the luck of the human race.

No one can erase this!

The blood rain was dripping, the thunder was endless, the blood clouds were surging like ocean waves, the black pressure was rolling all over the heavens, the sorrow spread, and the radius was thousands of miles, and even the entire Shenzhou human race, and even the creatures of other races felt it.

Whining!

The sad wind gradually rose, the whole city whimpered, and the sound of panic and crying was endless, intertwined with blood rain and thunder into a sad song!

Wu Ming looked up at the sky, bathed in the rain of blood, the three-colored flames around his body rose, the flesh and bones melted, and even the divine soul was in this strange flame, which became the fuel that fueled the fire, and every breath was dimly disappearing.

Taoist Divine Flame - Samadhi True Fire!

Triggered by the aura of Confucianism, the strength of the fire is so strong that it is impossible to burn the power of the Holy Realm, let alone a half-saint Venerable.

"Isn't it strange that the Samadhi True Fire is useless to me?"

Wu Ming grabbed the white-haired head of the old sacrificial wine, and the three heads and six arms of the golden body melted in the flames, but his voice was unusually firm, as if he didn't feel the pain of being burned at all, "Isn't it even more strange, why didn't your secret technique of substitution of death work?"

"The old man is indeed a little strange, more surprised, and now ...... But it's a little bit brighter!"

In a trance, a phantom gradually emerged from the headless corpse, and the old sacrificial wine seemed to be a ghost that had faded to the extreme, but he couldn't hide his surprise and looked at Wu Ming, "The path this is different from the immortal holy path of Buddhism!"

The heavens and ten thousand realms, even though there are three supremes, but in fact, they have cultivated to the depths of the essence, and there is no difference between strength and weakness, but there are differences in the early stage or subtleties.

If it weren't for that, throughout the ages, the three supreme beings who have mastered the three supreme beings, not to mention the carp that crosses the river, are not a few, and there are even ethnic groups that inherit the bloodline.

They have all died out in the long river of history, and not all of them have stood at the top of the ten thousand worlds!

But according to common sense, even if Wu Ming broke the limit of the cultivation realm, it was impossible to resist it, and a Taiqing holy talisman that contained the Taoist supreme holy dao secret technique Samadhi True Fire was right.

But now, although Wu Ming's golden body is constantly burning, in the residual will perception of the old sacrificial wine, his own spirit and spirit are still like the heavens, the sun, the moon and the stars, circulating alternately, immortal and immortal.

This has gone beyond the traditional sense of immortality in Buddhism, almost to the realm of the legendary Buddha!

"Hey!"

Wu Ming smiled, lifted his head, looked at the old sacrificial wine with a smile, and said mockingly, "Even now, I don't want to die, and I still want to play tricks and mess with my mind." To be old and not to die is to be a thief, and the ancients did not deceive me!"

The old sacrificial wine was silent, silent for a long time, and sighed: "It is the will of heaven that the old decay died at the hands of the little friend, and the will of heaven cannot be violated, and the old decay also feels it." As the saying goes, people are dying and their words are kind, and please be kind to the people of the human race, and he will ...... day by day."

"Huh!"

Wu Ming tilted his head, looked at the old priest with a cold look in his eyes, "Needless to say, it is so high-sounding, your Dao is not my Dao, it has not been since the beginning, and no one can interfere with my Dao."

Don't say you can't do it, even those old guys in the sky.

So, you better put away that little bit of caution and get on the road, I won't tell you what I'm going to do. ”

"Xiaoyou has the talent of heaven and earth, why is this?"

The old sacrificial wine had a sad face, and there was a trace of unspeakable regret.

Perhaps, it should have been more ruthless back then, perhaps, it should be fairer, but unfortunately there is no regret medicine in the world, and it is impossible to turn back time!

The difference of one thought caused today's situation, which is sad and lamentable!

He could feel that Wu Ming seemed to have an earth-shattering layout, which was inevitably contrary to what the saints thought.

If it was in the past, he would never be so jealous of Wu Ming, but now after fighting with Wu Ming, he saw a hint of clues.

It's a pity that these things can't be spread out and warn the saints!

With Wu Ming's methods, in order to prevent this from happening, Jue didn't mind slaughtering the surrounding creatures, and even exterminating the Jixia School Palace.

Even destroying the dragon veins and damaging the luck of the human race can be done, what else is there not to do?

"The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Well, may God bless the human race and immortalize ......"

Before the old sacrificial wine was finished, it dispersed with the wind and dissolved in the rain of blood.

"There's one more!"

Wu Ming's face was slightly cold, he was not happy or sad, it seemed that he had revenge, and for him, it was nothing.

"Is it necessary to do this to this extent?"

At this moment, an old voice came, and the blood clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, as if the real rain had cleared the sky, and all the gloom was dispersed.

"If you regret it, you can make a move!"

Wu Mingtou didn't reply.

"Hahaha!"

Xuansheng Ancestor shook his head with a smile, stepped forward slowly, stood side by side with Wu Ming, looked up at the sky, and sighed a little, "Life is short, but a hundred years, and I have lived for so many years, I have seen the world is hot and cold, and the vicissitudes of life, it is still hard to imagine that in just ten years, you can get to this point." ”

"yes, I can't even think of it myself!"

Wu Ming lowered his head and glanced at the palm in the flame package, looked at the sky again, and said lightly, "Perhaps, it's because of God's arrangement!"

"That's the only way to explain it!"

Xuansheng Ancestor was silent for a long time, and nodded slowly, because with his ability to deduce divination, he couldn't figure out how Wu Ming could get to where he is today.

In terms of talent, throughout the ages, Mo said that it was on par, and there were not a few people who won three points.

When it comes to understanding, it is not for nothing that there are people who hear the Tao!

In terms of life experience, the Taoist ancestor, the Buddha, and the Confucian ancestor, which one has not gone through thousands of eons?

In the past, although Wu Ming was displaced and had a bumpy fate, he even became a legendary existence today, and there are not a few existences that can be compared to it.

But those people have long been eliminated in the long river of history, what about Wu Ming?

"Your path is hard!"

Xuan Sheng Ancestor was not without comfort.

"A great man once said that there is no road in the world, only because there are more people walking, there is a road!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"This is a great man!"

Xuansheng Ancestor pondered for a long time.

"Huh!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile, and said meaninglessly, "I think the road is under my feet!"

Xuansheng Old Ancestor's pupils shrank, his complexion changed slightly, and he immediately returned to normal, but his tone was a little more solemn: "I have seen Lu Guanchao!"

"That'...... You should have seen that taboo before, right?"

Wu Mingjian raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little surprised, but he was a little clear.

The Lu family started from the ancestor of the tide, and with the longevity of the ancestor of the Xuan Sheng, it is not strange to see this at all, but since it has been mentioned, it is by no means untargeted.

"I've seen it!"

Xuansheng Ancestor nodded, admired, and even exclaimed, "Throughout the ages, he is the most outstanding sword wizard of the human race, and he was even born for swords. One sword light chills nineteen states, and ten thousand laws are broken in thirty-three days.

Do you know how old he was when he had this kind of kendo cultivation?"

Wu Ming shook his head dryly.

Although he had focused on gathering information about him, perhaps the temples were so well hidden that even ambiguous information was hard to find.

I only know that he is the master of the world's number one sword immortal, and he is also Pei Susu's biological father, Liu Yixue's grandfather!

This is the first time I've heard someone talk about him.

"Thirty-two!"

Xuan Sheng Ancestor smiled.

Wu Ming's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes showed amazement.

Come to think of it, he's almost thirty years old now!

But even if you don't count two lives, there is still a big gap between you and this one.

"In that year, in the temples, the sword frightened all the saints, and wanted to open the way to heaven and open a free road to the heavens and all the worlds for the human race, what kind of lofty ambition was it?"

The Xuansheng Ancestor reminisced with his eyes and told the story.

Wu Ming was silent, knowing that this was the Xuansheng Ancestor warning him.

Even such beings have embarked on that forbidden path and their ambitions have died before they are rewarded, let alone him?

"The peerless god of war in the Middle Ages, I think he died like this, right?"

After being silent for a long time, Wu Ming suddenly asked.

"Not bad!"

Xuansheng Ancestor glanced at him in surprise, and then nodded and said, "In that battle back then, I was on the bank of the Wujiang River, watching him kill himself and annihilate the Holy Soul Battle Body, and I didn't even want to go to reincarnation. ”

"Hey!"

Wu Ming shook his head with a smile of incomprehension, and groaned, "It is advisable to chase after the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to sell the name of the overlord!"

"You kid is the same as you were back then!"

The Xuansheng Ancestor was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile.

Wu Ming didn't explain, and he didn't need to explain!

"Are you ready?"

The two were silent for a long time, and the Xuan Sage Ancestor suddenly said.

"Always ready!"

Wu Ming said lightly.

"Then go ahead!"

Xuansheng Ancestor nodded.

Airplanes!

Before the words fell, the heavens and the earth shook violently, as if there was an invisible light and shadow covering Zhou Tian, and faintly, one side supported the sky and the earth, as if the Xuanwu giant beast of its own realm occupied this side of the world.

Under the full efforts of this Xuan Sage Ancestor, looking at Shenzhou, no one could find out what was going on inside.

"I've seen Han Sheng!"

Looking at the figure that walked out from the back of the Xuan Sage Ancestor, Wu Ming bowed without any surprise.

"It seems that you expected it!"

It was rumored that Han Sheng, who had already fallen as a saint, was quite surprised, and immediately shook his head with a chuckle, a golden pen suddenly appeared in his hand, and he circled Wu Ming a little, "Heavenly law punishment, exile to the end of the world, duh!"

Buzz!

Before the words fell, there seemed to be the sound of morning bells and dusk drums between heaven and earth, turning into boundless streamers, and when they were added to Wu Ming's body, they turned into a translucent shackle containing the power of mysterious runes.

is as strong as Wu Ming, when this set of shackles was approaching, he was also pressed short, but his waist was not bent at all.

Killing the Terran Sage, no matter what the reason, is a great crime after all!

Legalist Holy Art - Great Exile Technique!

As long as you are human, you can't get rid of the entanglement of luck, and everything is not hit!

"Send me that miscellaneous fish, spread it to Shenzhou, I want to slay the dragon and become holy!"

Wu Ming's figure slowly lay backwards, and the void behind him seemed to be distorted, drowning it in a moment.

Han Sheng narrowed his eyes, nodded after all, and glanced at each other with the Xuansheng Ancestor, and his body flickered, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.