A colorful line stretches from the void to the infinite past.

Zhou Yi walks in cause and effect.

This time it is not the Yuan Shen, but directly appears on the cause and effect with his true body, just because this time he will face what may be the most difficult battle so far, and he must bring all his cultivation strength, if it is just the Yuan Shen to go, I am afraid that there is not much chance of winning.

This time, Zhou Yi also made up his mind to solve this problem once and for all, if he couldn't take back this other heart, my 'Peerless Immortal Venerable', he would never give up.

Yes, just take it back.

He and the Peerless Immortal Venerable, and even the other minds within the Heavenly Realm Sea, all had the same past, the same memory, and there was no problem at all in saying that they were the same person in the past.

They are like seeds, each rooted in different soils to take root and sprout, when they grow, some bear the sun, some are drenched in rain, some or life is ill-fated, some or smooth sailing, in different growth environments, it has different life experiences, but no matter what, they are the same seed grows.

Therefore, whether it is Zhou Yi or Wushuang Immortal Venerable, they all regard the other party as an independent incarnation of themselves in their hearts.

If an incarnation has its own mind and consciousness, then what the Buddha-figure needs to do is to reclaim it and return it to himself, to get rid of his alien consciousness.

Zhou Yi and Wushuang Immortal Venerable both thought that they were the deity, and the other party was the incarnation.

This is destined to be a great battle between them, two different flowers that bloom from the same seed, to divide the priorities of their lives.

Out of nothingness.

On the long line of cause and effect, which had turned grayish-white, a fork suddenly appeared.

Standing at this familiar fork in the road, Zhou Yi's eyes looked into the distance below him, at the beginning, he needed the power of the Heavenly King's Order to break the causal boundary wall and enter the past causal line of the Peerless Immortal Venerable, but now, ......

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, and his gaze had risen sharply.

One step out, the sleeve robe shook and rolled, and a blow of the fairy fist blasted in front of him.

Cha~

There was a clattering cracking sound!

Colorful lights fly.

The past causal boundary wall of the Qiankun Great Realm was blasted open by Zhou Yi's punch.

The portal appears.

Zhou Yi looked at the familiar realm behind the door, and at this point, he would not have the slightest intention of hesitating or retreating.

Take it one step at a time.

With each step, his state was adjusting, and a faint momentum began to appear on Zhou Yi's body.

It was as if he had hidden a deadly divine knife in his body, and he had already begun to sharpen the edge of this knife and accumulate a little bit of strength......

Entered the great realm of Qiankun.

He saw the Peerless Immortal Venerable of that childhood.

Zhou Yi's gaze was calm and seemed ruthless.

With an indifferent face, he took this moment as a starting point, and walked towards the future of the Peerless Immortal Venerable step by step.

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Somewhere strange in the Great Realm.

This is a place of legend, and legend has it that there is a secret about the Immortal Emperor here.

In the past three thousand years, the Peerless Immortal Venerable has found this place, and has already begun to transform by using this place.

But at this moment, the heart of the Peerless Immortal Venerable suddenly throbbed.

His eyes flashed as memories began to appear in his mind that he had never had before.

Is that......

In the past!

There was a new stream of memories that began to be infused.

There is only one person in this memory.

It was a man in a green robe, his face was no different from his, but his temperament was very different.

Different from the unparalleled immortal who is immortal and transcendent, Zhou Yi's temperament is a kind of domineering spirit of "self-respect" and the self-confidence of "daring to teach the universe to change the sky".

Zhou Yi walked step by step from the past of the Peerless Immortal Venerable, and stepped on the past shadow of the Peerless Immortal Venerable with every step.

This is a kind of stepping on a person's past, step by step to King's Landing.

"Three thousand years, and here it is."

Wushuang Immortal Venerable muttered softly to himself, but his face was still calm.

He could perceive that Zhou Yi was coming from his own memory, and he was going to come to reality step by step, and he could even feel that Zhou Yi's cultivation was already a little stronger than his self three thousand years ago.

Now, Zhou Yi is taking this step by step, and with each step, his momentum is higher and his self-confidence is stronger.

Because he was sorting out the past of the Peerless Immortal Venerable again.

If two people are fighting a decisive battle, and one person knows everything about the other person, and even the habits that he himself does not know, then what kind of confidence will this person have in the decisive battle between the two sides?

Such two extremely similar people, equally powerful masters, every action in their battle, every change in their breath may affect success or failure, and lay the end of life and death.

And one factor that has a greater impact on the decisive battle is self-confidence.

For people like them, self-confidence is the heart of the Dao.

The stronger the Dao heart.

The more invincible a person is, the more omnipotent he is!

The decisive battle has not yet begun, and above the momentum of the two sides, Zhou Yi has already occupied the absolute upper hand.

Peerless Immortal Venerable could feel that the moment Zhou Yi really came to reality, the momentum he had accumulated along the way, and the blow he swung out would be a blow that could subvert everything and change the color of heaven and earth, but he closed his eyes and remained motionless, and he didn't seem to be affected by Zhou Yi's increasingly strong momentum.

It's about adapting to change.

The eight winds can't blow, and the purple golden lotus sits upright.

The stronger Zhou Yi's momentum, the greater the oppression caused, and the calmer the Peerless Immortal Venerable.

When Zhou Yi traveled to the ninth thousandth year of the life of the Peerless Immortal Venerable, that is, the last time he left here, his eyes flickered slightly.

He saw the last time, after he was gone.

The Peerless Immortal Venerable had already transferred all the beings in the Qiankun Great Realm to a safe place.

In other words, in the past three thousand years since Zhou Yi left last time, the Qiankun Great Realm has become an empty world, and no breath of life can be found, as if it has become a desolate and dead world.

Wushuang has vacated a large realm, waiting for Zhou Yi's arrival at any time to meet this fateful decisive battle.

Such a result is shocking, and at the same time, his courage is also reminiscent.

A large realm has been emptied by him and arranged as a battlefield, that is to say, this place has completely become the home of the Peerless Immortal Venerable, and no one can know how many means he has arranged in this great realm to entertain guests in the past three thousand years.

But Zhou Yi's face did not change, even if he expected this, he didn't take it seriously at all.

Three thousand years later.

This is the experience of the Peerless Immortal Venerable, so that Zhou Yi can understand what adventures the Peerless Immortal Venerable has had in the past three thousand years.

The last time he left, he synthesized the countless possibilities of the Peerless Immortal Venerable's life and deduced a conclusion, that is, if the Peerless Immortal Venerable wanted to break through to the next realm, all the possible opportunities in his life might be counted into it, and it would take at least nine thousand years.

Three thousand years ago, the Peerless Immortal Venerable was similar to the Red Dust Immortal Realm in the sky, and if it went further, it would be the Immortal King.

Zhou Yi wanted to see how much more Peerless Immortal Venerable could improve himself in three thousand years?

Step by step.

Spanning year after year.

Zhou Yi saw that after he left the Qiankun Great Realm, Wushuang included all the beings in the realm into a piece of artifact, sent them out of the realm, and made them wander into the sea of chaos, while he himself searched up and down in the Qiankun Great Realm alone, looking for secrets about the Immortal Emperor.

In the 1200 years after Zhou Yi left, he saw the adventures that Wushuang had obtained.

I don't know if it's the favor of heaven, Wushuang really found that place, the place where the legendary generation of immortal emperors were buried, Kunlun Cave Ruins.

Zhou Yi coldly glanced at the unparalleled immortal venerable who entered the Kunlun cave ruins and transformed.

Even across time and space, in the past, Zhou Yi could feel the supreme creation buried deep in the ruins of this Kunlun cave.

That is a Dao Yun that is stronger than the Immortal King is left here, and it is the supreme immortal machine in the realm of time and space.

The Peerless Immortal Venerable is also a cosmic Dao body, with the origin of a universe, with his understanding, this Kunlun Cave Ruins is the best place for him to practice.

When Zhou Yi came to the 2,900th year after his departure, that is, when it was only a hundred years away from reality.

He saw the Peerless Immortal Venerable make a breakthrough in the Kunlun Cave Ruins.

A trickling immortal spring appeared from the ruins of the Kunlun Cave, and the body of the Peerless Immortal Venerable gave birth to immeasurable immortal light.

Fifteen hundred years in search of the land of legends.

Entered it for 1,400 years.

It was only more than a thousand years before Wushuang took a step forward and entered the gate of the Immortal King with one foot.

The last hundred years.

Zhou Yi's breath was getting closer and closer.

The Peerless Immortal Venerable also opened his eyes from his cultivation and began to wait.

Waiting for Zhou Yi's appearance.

……

Fifty years.

……

Thirty years.

……

Decade.

……

Immortal Venerable Wushuang, no, it should be said that the half-step Immortal King Wushuang, took a deep breath, and looked in front of him with blazing eyes.

……

Eight years...... Five-year ......

Three-year ......

One year!

……

He appeared!

When Zhou Yi appeared in the reality of the entire Qiankun Realm, this great realm began to mourn, unable to withstand the momentum on Zhou Yi's body.

It was a dazzling light.

The whole world is illuminated.

All the heavens and all the worlds are permeated by this light in all directions.

A person, almost pressing a big realm, can't raise his head.

His momentum made it difficult for the Qiankun Great Realm, the Heavens and the Ten Thousand Domains to bear, as if he was going to crush the Ten Thousand Realms.

From the past of 12,000 years, Zhou Yi, who has come all the way, has accumulated momentum for more than 10,000 years in the past, what a terrifying force this should be, far beyond his normal state.

10,000 years of accumulation made this blow extremely brilliant.

The ghosts and gods are discolored, and the heavens and the earth are dull.

Syllable!!

Click~

The universe is shattered.

After Zhou Yi appeared, he stepped forward.

Rumble~

Thundered~

A continuous cracking sound rang out.

Countless formations and forbidden techniques that had been arranged in advance dissipated like dust under this brilliant blow.

Wushuang inhaled deeply and gave up using the formation and forbidden art to guard.

He tried to take the initiative to slap it up, trying to resist the confident and brilliant blow that had been gaining momentum all his life.

Subsequently.

Boom!

Keep ramming.

Wushuang's palm stretched out, and the moment he caught the tentacles of this power, he was quickly rushed upside down and flew out.

A white garment with scarlet on it.

Although it has long been clear that Zhou Yi has completed the self-confidence he has gained all his life, and the blow he has made with an infinitely high self-confidence momentum is not easy for him to receive even if he is a half-step immortal king.

Musou still underestimated the power of this blow.

Under the blow, his blood stained his white clothes red.

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