The world was shocked.

One of the protagonists in the Great War of the Gods in the past.

Exposition of one of the two teachings.

The top great religion in ancient mythology.

The leader is primitive.

A godfather who makes all the gods tremble, how supreme.

He was worshipped and respected by the world.

At a time when the hundreds of tribes in Kyushu had no faith in the ancestral gods, these ancestors in ancient mythology could be called the pinnacle of this world, standing at the extreme of heaven and earth, overlooking all living beings.

However, as one of them, the primitive, actually ended up with such a fate.

Half of his body was hanging on his Kunlun Mountain dojo, and the other half of his body was smashed with flesh.

Even Mount Kunlun was half smashed.

The twelve golden immortals who had never lost in the first battle of the Confession God back then died two at once today.

No, it's not just two.

This moment.

In a scene where the world looks at incredible myths.

This time, they came to help Guang Chengzi and the other Jin Immortals, but after their master's original half of the body was hung on Kunlun Mountain, none of them could escape.

Zhou Yi's eyes were indifferent, and a big hand hung down like the sky, with the will to extinct everything.

"Nope! O Master! Help me!! ”

The Twelve Golden Immortals and the others were extremely frightened at this moment, and their souls trembled.

While they were still horrified by the terrible treatment that their master had suffered, they never thought that the fate of death had never been far away from them.

After Zhou Yi beat the original half-crippled, he turned his head and began to deal with them.

Where the big hand goes.

In the eyes of the world's dementia.

Legends within myths.

Red sperm ...... Die!

Huanglong real ...... Die!

Pure Void Morality True Monarch...... Die!

……

In a New York minute.

Seven clouds of blood mist.

In addition to a few golden immortals who had never come this time, including Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren, a total of nine exposition golden immortals, all fell today.

Moreover, it is a real fall, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

Killing the Twelve Golden Immortals, Zhou Yi did not hesitate at all.

It was a group of illusory spirits, even if he didn't kill it today, they should have come to this end when the Half-Ancestor Tribulation came.

Zhou Yi asked them to talk about this fate in advance.

The twelve golden immortals died completely.

In this world, only a half-ancestor can immortalize the soul.

Even if the half-ancestor dies physically, he can be reincarnated through the immortal primordial god, and he can easily regain his power.

"All, all dead............"

The monks of the hundred kingdoms in the world below have grown their mouths one after another.

"We, witness a new myth."

"Perhaps, in tens of thousands of years, today's incident will become a legend like the Great War of the Ancient Gods, or maybe it will be like Houyi shooting the sun and Jingwei reclamation so that future generations can hear the story."

The myths that circulate in the world today are also some of the things that happened back then.

It's just because the sensational and influential nature of the matter is great and far-reaching, so it has been passed down to future generations for thousands of years.

Now, who dares to say that the impact of today's events will not be inferior to the mythical stories of the Great War of the Gods in ancient times.

Teach!

The ancestor of the heaven and earth was smashed by someone, and half of the body hung on his own mountain, and the golden immortals of the sect fell nine in one day.

This is not a new myth, what can be considered a myth.

……

"This young madman, no matter what kind of character he was in the ancient books before, from today on, Qingshi will definitely leave his name."

"That's right, future generations will definitely remember this person who suppressed the primordial and exterminated the sect!"

"In the name of the Great Dao, Taiyi is worthy of being a person with the two incomparably important names of Taiyi."

…………

When the golden immortals were killed by Zhou Yi one after another.

The primordial soul fire hanging on Kunlun Mountain was beating, and it seemed to be flashing back, bearing unspeakable grief and hatred, but nothing could be done.

Because half of his body mana has disappeared, the Yuan Shen has been nailed to Kunlun Mountain by some kind of power.

The head of a great sect, primitive, was crucified like a prisoner, or a "cross" made by his own dojo.

It is precisely because of this tragic result of the original that the other half-ancestors are all concerned.

Even some of the half-ancestors who had the idea of fighting Zhou Yi before also closed their eyes, not daring to look in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, as if they were looking at their noses and noses and hearts, as if they were ignoring them.

"Ahem."

A dry cough.

It was the middle-aged man riding a Pegasus, and he looked at the Quasi-Tidao man teasingly.

This Western Taoist with a bun was the most fierce just now, and he almost couldn't help but go up to help the primordial hand with Tongtian, and it was best to take back one or two half-ancestral soldiers.

"Quasi-Daoist, what's the matter, don't you want your own master murder sword? It's very likely that this young man took it out of Dragon Island as well. "Riding the heavenly horse is the martial saint Sun Wu, who has risen from the world of Kyushu, and his status is the same as that of the literary saint Kongqiu, and they are all in the realm of half-ancestors, only under the ancestral gods.

However, this is different from these sect masters and Taoists born from the land of illusions, but is a real half-ancestor of the human race, a real person.

Zhun Ti was teased by Sun Wu Sage at this moment, obviously making fun of him for not daring to go out.

But this Western Taoist didn't show any anger, but said calmly and disapprovingly: "The one who has sent out four half-ancestral soldiers just now, and he has never seen the seven-colored fierce sword of the poor Dao, presumably he has not been brought out of the Dragon Island, in this case, why should the poor Dao offend others, more is better than less." ”

"Oh, more is better than less." Sun Wu said with a smile on his face, and then turned his head to look at a figure with a golden body; "Buddha, Zhun Ti didn't dare to come forward because the seven-colored fierce sword did not appear, what about you, Buddha friend, your golden wheel is behind him, don't you want to take it back?"

"Amitabha, the color is not different from the emptiness, the things outside the body are just things, this is the matter, the old monk said goodbye." The Buddha folded his hands and said the Buddha's name to the many half-ancestors present, and left the scene with a smile on his face, not stained with red dust.

Sun Wu couldn't help but laugh wildly when he saw that even the Buddha, who had always been merciful, took the initiative to retreat.

Today's excitement is enjoyable.

Throughout the ages, it has rarely been possible to see who is under the ancestral god who can make other half-ancestors so afraid.

I have to say that at the cost of the primitive half-corpse, Zhou Yi has killed a blood-stained demeanor in this era, so that even the half-ancestor group with a large number of people does not dare to test its edge easily.

If the hardness of Zhou Yi's own body has made him higher than ordinary half-ancestors and can have an advantage in battle, then the four extra half-ancestor soldiers behind him make him even more labeled as not to be messed with.

The four demi-ancestor soldiers, each with monstrous power, are like the power of the four demi-ancestors.

He is very much like the sky back then.

But it did not offend many of the great forces in the world like Tongtian did back then.

Zhou Yi is only looking for exposition, and no one needs to help with expounding, especially when what they want is not shown in Zhou Yi, these half-ancestors have no reason and courage to make a move against Zhou Yi.

…………

Zhou Yi felt that the eyes watching in the void gradually disappeared.

He couldn't help but laugh inwardly: "Even if it is a wake-up call for them today, otherwise, I really want to accompany them to the end." ”

When he was fighting with the primordial war, he had already noticed some divine thoughts in the shadows that were not inferior to the primordial ones, and it seemed that he was about to make a move at any time, but he was just on guard, not afraid, he wanted to explore the limit of his current strength.

Anyway, a single half-ancestor is definitely not his opponent, this has been verified from the primordial body, but it is not clear how many half-ancestors he can resist at one time.

It's a pity that these half-ancestors are too cautious, and no one comes to Zhou Yi to verify it.

This made him understand that today's events should come to an end here.

He stood high in the sky and looked at the primordial nailed to Kunlun Mountain, thinking silently.

To be honest, he doesn't have the ability to kill a half-ancestor now, at most he can only seal it.

Only the world of death under the demon well is the destination of everything, pulling the half-ancestor into it and letting it "die".

"Forget it, remember correctly, in a few years, the Ancestral God Clan will use these illusory half-ancestors to enter the game and become the combat power of the war, and before killing all the illusory in the world, they will finally squeeze out and use their value."

"After enjoying the worship of the world for so many years, I deserve to be counted in the game to help resist the invasion of the other world."

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi also decided not to seal the primitive, just hang him here for dozens of days, because he was still somewhat useful before he died.

Anyway, during the half-ancestor catastrophe, everything in the illusory township will disappear and be buried in the town demon well, these illusory real people, golden immortals and the like are just erased by Zhou Yi in advance.

…………

Before leaving Kunlun Mountain.

Zhou Yi held the half-volume of the Immortal Sutra in his hand, and when he wanted to retreat and meditate, he seemed to remember something, and specially told Wan Wan in the distance, asking her to help him take care of herself.

Subsequently, Zhou Yi disappeared into the eyes of all beings.

After doing such a big thing, when the world began to sing this Taiyi myth, Zhou Yi strangely no longer appeared, like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

…………

Somewhere high in the mountains of Middle-earth.

Towering into the clouds, steep cliffs, standing next to the sky.

Zhou Yi is contemplating another volume of immortal scriptures.

He had to admit that he thought that the half volume of the Immortal Sutra given to him by the old ancestor dragon was easy to understand, and he thought that the other half of the volume was also easy to understand, and he could learn it as soon as he could.

He was wrong.

This other half of the Immortal Sutra is too difficult, not just about the mystical avenue of cause and effect.

And also...... Something more.

That's a lot of memory.

...... belonging to the Immortal Ancestor

Memory.

Time month after month.

this day.

Zhou Yi put down the ancient scroll in his hand and said to himself: "Immortal Ancestor ......"

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