Just when Wang Daoming was trapped in the time and space of the phantom array, the battle of the Emperor Mingling had reached the point where it was in full swing, when the Emperor of the Desert unified the Southern Wilderness, I don't know how many treasures were looted, for these treasures, those cultivators were killed to the point of bloodshed.

How can you not fight on the path of cultivation?!

Cultivators in the lower realms compete for heavenly treasures, martial arts, and supernatural powers, and the high saints and ancestors compete for the fortune and fortune, and the authority of heaven and earth, and the ultimate of that cultivation is to compete with the heavens, and our Tao suppresses all the ways, so as to immortalize and have infinite glory.

And in the Dark Tomb of the Desolate Emperor, there are already several people who have really entered the Desolate Emperor Dark Mausoleum.

There is no so-called mausoleum in the Tomb of the Deserted Emperor, there is no palace, there is only a boundless void, this void is about a hundred miles in circumference, the sky dome is black, you can't see the slightest brilliance, under the sky dome, it is a kind of white stone turned into the earth, blooming with radiant brilliance, circulating with Shenxia, holy to the extreme, like a heavenly fairyland.

In the center of this void, there is a huge black altar, the altar has nine layers and eight sides, and each layer is placed with various divine materials, these divine materials are thrown out casually, which is enough for the Void Dao master to break his scalp, but now it is quietly placed on the altar, and no one moves.

Everyone's eyes are on the ancient scroll about zhang long and half zhang wide suspended in the center of the altar, the ancient scroll is unpretentious, with a little dark yellow, it seems to be an ordinary ancient painting, but everyone on the scene knows that this inconspicuous ancient scroll is the ancient Shinto treasure that the emperor relied on to cross the world, the mountains and rivers of the society.

This picture is the king of the ancient gods, the natal treasure of Emperor Wa, the divine power is immeasurable, which contains thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, easy to move, it is the sky and the earth cracks, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the horror is extreme.

The golden brilliance bloomed from the altar, protecting the mountains and rivers in it, making it impossible for people to get close.

"This is the map of the mountains and rivers of the society, I once saw the imperial envoy of the Emperor of the Wasteland, this picture is thousands of miles away, covering the sky and the sun, turning the sky and breaking time and space, with this picture, the Emperor of the Desert has slaughtered the true god!" Beside Li Yi, the thin old man muttered, and a trace of remembrance flashed in his eyes.

He is an ancient man tens of thousands of years ago, with a secret method to seal himself since now, not long ago noticed the changes in heaven and earth, only to break the ban and wake up, but even if he is sober, he has not much time, this secret method is not without flaws, not only will it lose longevity, and it is impossible to ban too strong existence, such as the master of the Void Path Triple has been close to the limit of the world, but there is no possibility of self-style.

In the era when the old man lived, the path of heaven and man was not cut off, and the master of divine transformation could soar, but the old man's talent was limited, and there was not much possibility of breaking into the divine transformation, so he chose to use the secret method to self-style, leaving it as a foundation, and the future would either protect the way for future generations, or solve the crisis of breaking off the inheritance.

"Although this treasure is good, but it is not something we can forcibly take, this thing is connected to the number of Southern Wilderness Qi, if you take it, you will definitely be eaten by the number of Southern Wilderness Qi, when the altar is opened, let's go!" Li Yi's eyes flashed brightly, but he saw something clearly, he didn't come to get this picture, he just wanted to take a look.

Their clan is easy to count, but it can be regarded as a treasure, but it can't be taken from the treasure, otherwise it will be a disaster, not to mention the hot potato-like thing like the mountains and rivers of the society.

On the other side, Xitu Rulai and a Taoist also came to the altar not far away, this way of the body, is he is not him, he is not afraid of the Southern Wilderness Qi backlash, but wants to integrate this body into the mountains and rivers of the society, as a basis, refining an invincible body.

As for the Taoist, he obviously knew Rulai, and the two were far apart, obviously afraid of each other.

Time passed, with a loud bang, the altar exploded directly, and at this moment, Rulai and the Taoist suddenly turned into two rays of light, one gold and one blue, and at the same time grabbed towards the mountains and rivers in the void.

Before the altar exploded, the illusion array time and space, Wang Daoming still killed all the way, no one could not be killed, it was bound to penetrate the sophistry of people's hearts, three thousand red dust, every time the illusion was explored, Wang Daoming's mind was clear, and vaguely, there was a nine-colored brilliance blooming, but this was the light of the soul.

Lost again and again, and broken again and again, Wang Daoming's heart is getting brighter and brighter, and finally he has a clear mind, the true self-transformation, and the endless brilliance blooms from Wang Daoming's heart, dispelling all the fog, shattering thousands of red dust, leaving only a true heart!

"Love, hate, resentment, and separation, in the end, I can't ask for it!"

Standing in the time and space of the phantom array, Wang Daoming woke up and laughed, only to feel that his heart was empty and not stained with dust.

Between the operation of the phantom array, it is difficult to affect Wang Daoming's mind, let alone create an illusion world, even if it makes Wang Daoming in a trance for a moment, it is unattainable.

With such a firm will, Wang Daoming thinks to himself, from now on, it is difficult for anyone in the world to confuse him with his soul and treachery!

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust!"

Wang Daoming said to himself, he knew that the so-called four are empty, that is, the true self-transformation, only the emptiness of the acquired dust and miscellaneous thoughts, can make the true and clear.

As soon as the thought moved, Wang Daoming's soul and mind suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes, the true manifestation, and the thought grew, and Wang Daoming's innate spiritual thoughts, spiritual time and space, were all included in it.

The soul is the material, the truth is the furnace, the mind is the fire, and the exercise is real gold!

At this moment, Wang Daoming's eighth consciousness, which had already been born, grew wildly, and in an instant, it grew from a rudimentary form to an extremely high realm.

The complete eighth consciousness can receive all kinds of information between heaven and earth, and extract from it what is useful to oneself, and enlightenment is easier, and it is here that the holiness of the holy womb comes from, and the transcendent initiation is like this.

The memory gradually faded, just like the handwriting on the beach, washed by the waves, there was no trace, but Wang Daoming still remembered everything, he couldn't say that he remembered, he could only say that all the memories had turned into a part of him, a part of the holy womb, no longer as before, just the basis of the existence of his thoughts, but not his thoughts themselves.

With the casting of the holy womb, even if Wang Daoming's holy womb is destroyed, as long as there is a wisp of mind that is not extinguished, no memory will be lost, this is the beauty of knowing God!

I don't know how long it took, the fetal shell that Wang Daoming had turned into suddenly exploded, and a fist-sized, black-golden, glass-like luxurious baby appeared in Wang Daoming's ancestral aperture, pinching the seal in his hand, and resonating with heaven and earth all the time.

"The fetus is a product, Baoguang glass, a catastrophe and a luck, nothing more than this!" The holy fetus was cast, Wang Daoming's heart suddenly surged a burst of joy, this day, he was finally born, the previous existence, but the false self, until today, the holy fetus was cast, the true self was finally born into the world!

"Can't wait any longer!" The holy fetus was cast in the calamity, and Wang Daoming did not have time to polish it carefully in order to have a solid foundation.

He wasted a lot of time in the illusion, and he didn't know if he could still arrive now, and as soon as his mind moved, Wang Daoming immediately began to use his supernatural powers to calculate where his life was.