"Things in the world are not black and white, right or wrong, and there are not only two choices.......

An Qisheng's expression did not move, and his voice fluttered like smoke:

"It's a pity you can't see ......"

Call~

The long laugh came to an abrupt end.

"yes, I can't see ......"

The figure of the Heavenly Machine Daoist trembled slightly, and the figure of the body was visible to the naked eye, and the silver-white hair suddenly lost its luster, and a heavy aura of decay spread from its body.

It was as if in a house that had not been lived in for many years, and the smell of all the wooden beams and furniture filled the entire cloud boat.

The eyes are cloudy, the skin is withered, the face is withered, and the original majestic vitality of the body rises and falls, and finally disappears.

He's dead.

"He's dead......."

Feeling the most familiar dead air, Yan Xiake was a little surprised and a little incredulous.

But this dead air made him have to believe it again.

This old monster of the primordial god who has existed for thousands of years died silently?

Before he entered the Dao, he had already heard of the reputation of this Heavenly Machine Daoist, and knew that he had an unimaginable status in the Daqing cultivation world.

The thousand-year-old god, how awe-inspiring?

"The golden body will also be worn out, and the original spirit will also decay......."

Sa Wuling shook his head slightly.

In the past sixty years, he has seen a lot of life and death, but the death of a primordial god is still touching.

What touched him was naturally not the life and death of the Heavenly Machine.

It's about how difficult the road ahead is.

The Emperor of Heaven and the Ten Evils, the Great Tribulation of the World, and the boundary between life and death.

Call~

An Qisheng flicked his sleeves, and the body of the Heavenly Machine Daoist dispersed with the wind, and a little remnant fell into the chessboard.

The board then shrank and turned into a little light.

An Qisheng flicked his fingers, and that little bit of spiritual light had already fallen into Sa Wuling's palm.

"What do you see?"

Sa Wuling pinched that little bit of spiritual light, and his heart was calm.

Tianji Daoist has been enlightened for more than 1,000 years, and he doesn't know what he has experienced along the way, and the injuries caused by the previous two fights are not the cause of his fatality.

The real reason is that his spirit and divine will have been instilled into the chessboard with the fall of the chess pieces.

He knew in his heart that this was not his time.

But after he met his teacher, he realized that he had no way out.

There was no other way to live the future he saw.

"Keep it."

An Qisheng glanced at Sa Wuling.

This chessboard is a gathering of the Dao Yun divine will of the Heavenly Dao people, and if it can return one day, it may be an opportunity for him to re-enter the Dao.

If you don't return, it's a treasure.

Sa Wuling nodded, but he was not too optimistic.

Throughout the ages, there are very few people who are really involved in the reincarnation of life and death, or in other words, the only one who can really make people believe is the Netherworld.

Legend has it that the King of the Netherworld Mansion has a strange book that controls the cycle of life and death, according to which people can be reincarnated.

But it is only a legend, and no one in the world knows whether it is true or not.

Airplanes~

At this moment, there was a loud humming sound from the Bagua Furnace.

Then he took off into the air and turned into a streamer and sank into An Qisheng's body.

Puff~

Covered in red, like a red-hot iron, Wang Evil pushed the golden mountain and fell on top of the cloud boat like a jade pillar, making a heavy sound.

Wisps of green smoke rose from it.

Faintly, it seems that you can still smell the aroma of meat.

The corners of Wei Shaoyou's mouth twitched, and he couldn't believe that the miserable giant in front of him was the one who was in the legends of later generations, and he was overwhelmed for a while.

He is known as the 'congenital first general, the naked heart to protect the road, the king of the three or five trains, and the great spirit official of the manifestation of the willing'.

Unlike the Divine Dragon, no one has really seen the Old Heavenly Master.

This Wang Lingguan is a world-famous figure who really shines in the 11th era of the Emperor's Heaven.

Innate Commander,

A god king.

Dutian pickets the Great Spirit Officer.

There are legends about him, and there are really as many as stars.

Of course, after this incident, he no longer believed in legends.

Who would have thought that the small things recorded in the legend with only a few words would attract so many big people.

Thanks to his good fortune, otherwise, I'm afraid that my bones will melt.

In contrast, Wang Dalingguan's slight embarrassment can naturally be accepted.......

"His physique is strong enough, but there is the influence of this old toad, after this refining or a period of low period, but there is no trouble, and then you can pass on his Huang Ting's twenty-four body divine method."

An Qisheng glanced at Wang Xi, who was facing the sky on his back, spitting green smoke from his mouth, and his eyebrows were red and glowing with golden light.

"His magic can also be transformed into the 'eye god', when you pass on his method, remember not to forget."

"Listen to the teacher's arrangement."

Sa Wuling had nothing to do, and nodded in response.

Huang Ting's twenty-four bodies are gods, and when they are completed, they are supernatural powers, and their five internal organs, eyes, ears, mouth, nose and even hair can be refined.

However, supernatural powers are not static, and only by constantly innovating can they become more and more perfect.

Wang Evil faced the sky on his back, and most of his evil qi dissipated, only three points remained, and all the anger was burned out by the gossip furnace fire.

At this time, I saw the white clouds and blue sky, felt the breeze, and felt like being reborn.

After a long time, he relieved his breath, feeling the hot eyes in his eyebrows, he looked at An Qisheng with a complicated face:

"You, what kind of fire are you?"

Wang Xie turned over and sat up, grabbed the void, and grabbed Yunxia to cover his body.

Thinking back to the flames in the gossip furnace, his heart trembled.

After all these years of living, he has never felt what it is like to be in pain, no matter what landslides and cracks, or even entering the sea to fight the Pig Po Dragon King, he can't hurt him.

But the flames, completely ignoring his body, seemed to act on his body and soul at the same time.

His heart was furious, and he was terrified.

"There are three flavors of fire in the gossip furnace, one heaven and earth man, the other is called the essence and spirit, and the essence, qi and spirit are refined into samadhi, and the fire that is separated from the essence can be called the three flavors of true fire, and nothing in the world can not be burned."

Anderson said.

The fire in the gossip furnace is not nothingness, but the fire of his three flowers, which is also known as the true fire of the three flavors.

Of course, his three flowers have not been consummated, and this fire has naturally not been completed.

But it's not something that ordinary people can bear, if it weren't for his control, even if the king is evil, he would have turned into ashes a long time ago, and if he wants to refine into some golden eyes, it is naturally a fool's dream.

"Three Flavors of True Fire ......."

Wang muttered to himself, and his heart was in awe of this fire, and he longed for it.

Since he was born to the present, his strength and physique can push everything horizontally, even if he is invincible, he will not be as powerless as he is in the face of the three flavors of true fire.

"I see......."

Wei Shaoyou looked at this scene and suddenly felt in his heart.

Legend has it that Wang Lingguan inherited the thunder method of the old heavenly master, but he also practiced the fire method, and even preferred the fire method more, and the reason is here.

Sure enough, behind every legend, there is something hidden that ordinary people don't know.

It's just that.......

Looking at An Qisheng, who was sitting still like a mountain and his breath was as calm as the starry sky, he felt a lot in his heart.

This Tai Chi Taoist, who has completely overwhelmed everyone including the Old Heavenly Master from this time, why did he not even leave a legend in the later generations?

Who erased his deeds?

Heavenly Master?

Still is.......

"Is there anything wrong with the teacher? It's so urgent today......."

At this time, Ye Xiaoyi bowed down and asked.

She has been with An Qisheng for sixty years, and she is very familiar with him, he does not need to be impatient, and he is always unhurried.

But in this sealed space, he seemed to be a little anxious.

"When you go out, you can do your own thing, and you don't have to think too much."

Anqi grew up, lightly stepped into the air.

"Teacher?"

Sa Wuling's heart moved, and he was about to speak, when the cloud boat under the seat had already burst out, turning into a streamer and disappearing into the void.

It's gone in an instant.

The sealed space seemed to not exist, and it easily crossed the void and returned to heaven and earth.

At this time, the sun is setting in the western mountains, and the sky is full of fiery red clouds.

Beneath the clouds, the mountains stretch for a few moments.

"Ten Emperors, the Great Tribulation of the World......"

Sa Wuling stands on top of the cloud boat, overlooking the mountains, and his heart is solemn.

There are too many things to gain from this sealing space, and with his state of mind, he can't bear it.

The road ahead is difficult.

Not to mention the unknowable catastrophe of destroying the world, just the Emperor Ten Heavens who are about to get out of trouble make his heart heavy.

A 'dragon' that is not known for killing has already exceeded the limit that the primordial god can handle, what about its body?

What about other emperors such as eagles, soups, wolves, pythons, apes, foxes, etc.?

How strong should the 'Yu', who is known as the most violent killing, be?

"Whew~"

A long breath exhaled many thoughts, Sa Wuling stepped on his feet, and the cloud boat broke through the sky and went straight to Ezhou.

No matter how difficult the future is, what needs to be done at this time must not be given up halfway.

.......

Whew~~

An Qisheng stood on the barren mountain, overlooking the surroundings, and his eyes were faint.

In this space of the Netherworld Mansion Monarch Seal Town's 'Dragon', the upper life and the lower death, the natural death, rotate each other, and restrain each other, so as to suppress this old monster.

But this dead qi should have condensed under the mountains and rivers and sealed the old demon's body.

Originally, this flower and tree was just like the outside world, like a small cave in the heavens.

But at this time, the dead air swept through the mountains, the sky and the earth were a dead gray color, and the poisonous gas was permeated for thousands of miles, and as far as the eye could see, all the flowers and plants withered.

This is not caused by his knife, but this space can no longer be sealed against this old monster.

The Emperor Ten Beings were born from the sky, and their roots are rooted in yin and resentment, and they are the seven feelings of heaven and the six desires of people, and it is more difficult to completely eliminate the basis for their existence than to ascend to the sky.

Otherwise, it is as strong as the Netherworld Monarch, so why did the 'Heavenly Master' in Wei Shaoyou's memory suppress it instead of killing it?

Who doesn't know that once and for all?

If you don't want to, you can't!

"Can it really be immortal and immortal?"

An Qisheng muttered to himself slightly, and took out the quaint 'Request-Responsive Altar' on that side, or the balance of displacement.

Since the zombie kings can be thrown on the Xuanxing, there is no reason why these old monsters can't.

Bang!

The moment An Qisheng took out the altar, the mountains shook suddenly, and countless earth and stones rolled down from the peaks, and the earth shook like waves.

Under the cover of earth and rock, 'Dragon' suddenly opened his eyes.