In a palace in Zhongzhou, Lin Xunbai's body trembled slightly: "I'm afraid the old sword god is not sure, otherwise he should be on top of Beidou!" ”

The catastrophe of the Great Emperor is not ordinary, and if the Dao is successful, it will naturally be fed back by the aura of all kinds of Dao, and once the Dao fails, the ancient stars in which they are will become a place of death.

Mu Daoren did not cross the catastrophe in Beidou, but went to the depths of the universe, which shows that he himself is not sure, but just a desperate fight.

The second preaching is already difficult, and even if this calamity is not as good as the thunder tribulation that Gu Shaosheng crossed that day, it will also surpass the tribulation of the ordinary world, and the possibility of surviving it is just in case.

"A pile of bones and ....... on the emperor's road"

Lin Xunbai sighed, and the Broken Dragon Knife on his side trembled slightly.

In the end, he still stood up, picked up the Broken Dragon Knife, and broke through the air, heading to the place where the Mu Dao people crossed the calamity.

Whew~~

The Eastern Wilderness, the South Ridge, and the Northern Plains broke through the sky one after another, not only the quasi-emperor and the great sage, but also some young Tianjiao who had the heart of enlightenment, but also drove all kinds of treasures to the depths of the universe.

Crape myrtle, Gou Chen and other ancient stars of life, there are also strong people who go in person.

Bang!

In the dark starry sky, thunder and lightning emerged from the void, crisscrossing into endless thundercloud storms.

The spirit of thunder is rolling, covering this dark universe.

Thorn~

Thunder tore in one after another, and no matter what kind of celestial body it was, it turned into green smoke and disappeared in an instant under this Dao Thunder Tribulation.

Lin Xunbai lifted the broken dragon sword, and when he came quickly, the endless thunderclouds had already crashed down, and countless heavenly river-like thunders composed of hundreds of millions of thunderbolts shrouded the Mu Dao people.

"The Calamity of the Doctrine ......."

Looking at the terrifying thunderstorm thousands of miles away, covering countless galaxies, Lin Xunbai's face was solemn.

After the Quasi-Emperor 3,000 years ago, in the past 3,000 years, he has also crossed several calamities one after another, achieving the realm of the Nine Heavens of the Quasi-Emperor.

As his longevity was also reaching its limit, so was the imminent need for preaching.

In the star field in the distance, the aura was powerful, and the powerful characters shrouded in divine light were all staring at the Mu Dao people's tribulation.

Mu Daoren is known as the Nanling Sword God, as early as four or five thousand years ago when he competed with the Western Empress Mother Emperor Lu, he was already famous all over the world, and everyone present had more or less heard of his reputation.

As the thunderclouds shrouded down, Mu Jianshen, who was like a teenager, had a calm face, and two sword intents surged out in his eyes, spinning in front of him, turning into a black and white three-foot long sword.

But it is the black and white Dao sword that Mu Dao people have been famous for thousands of years.

The Mu Dao people once used it to shake a supreme in the midst of dark turmoil, and although he was defeated and almost died, he also injured the dark supreme.

Bang! Thundered!!

The boundless thunder tribulation fell, and the brilliant thunder sea stirred up hundreds of millions of miles of spiritual energy tides.

This is the Tribulation of the Dao, even if it is not as good as the Tribulation that Gu Shaosheng crossed that day, but it is also faintly more than the Tribulation of the Enlightenment of the Ordinary Emperor.

Rumble!

The sky shook violently, and a phantom figure holding the imperial soldier appeared, exuding a strong divine power of the emperor.

As soon as he appeared, the Mu Dao people, who were thinking about rushing into the sky, swung out one after another terrifying attacks comparable to the Supreme!

"This is, Ancient Emperor Phantom!"

"The First Thunder Tribulation........ It's even stronger than when the Queen Mother of the West preached the Tao that day! ”

"Fortunately, it's not as terrifying as the Wounded Emperor's Tribulation......."

A venerable and condensed powerhouse of all races couldn't help but speak, with seven points of solemnity and three points of surprise.

Although this thunder tribulation is beyond the scope of the ordinary emperor's enlightenment thunder tribulation, it is not as good as the thunder tribulation that Gu Shaosheng survived that day, although it is difficult, there is still a glimmer of hope.

"Slash! Chop! Chop! ”

Mu Daoren's black hair fluttered, his eyes lit up, and his long sword surged up, rushing towards the supreme phantom.

If you want to preach, you must prove that your way is not weaker than that of the ancients!

Zheng Zheng Zheng~~~

The sound of swords resounded.

Mu Daoren swung the black and white Dao sword and fought with the Imperial Dao Phantom holding the imperial soldier in the endless sea of thunder.

Bang!

His Dao robe was torn, blood was scattered in the air, and the sword had already cut through this phantom.

However, this is only the beginning, above the thunder, one after another immortals, the emperor shadow appeared, urging hundreds of millions of thunder essences, constantly fighting against the Mu Dao people who rushed up.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ~~~

The emperor shadow in the sea of thunder really seemed to be substantial, and under the competition with the black and white Dao sword of Mu Daoren, the sound of gold and iron resounded throughout the universe.

"Brother Mu Dao......"

In the Yao Pond, Gu Shaoshu raised his eyes and saw that your hundreds of millions of thunder seas almost illuminated half of the universe.

In that sea of thunder, the Mu Dao people fought to the point of madness, and the billions of rays of light swayed by the black and white Dao sword constantly collided with the existence in the sea of thunder.

The emperor shadow in this thunder sea is naturally not as good as the flawless emperor, but the extreme Dao god can't be faked, far surpassing the quasi-emperor.

Although the Mu Daoren Kendo was beyond the scope of the quasi-emperor, he could not protect himself under the constant fighting, and the blood floated in the thunder sea, and was scorched by the thunder and turned into green smoke and disappeared.

Mu Dao's robe was torn, and blood flowed down from his slender five fingers to the black and white Dao sword.

Zheng~~

The roar of sword intent, which could not be concealed by the endless thunderstorm, sounded.

Mu Daoren's face was calm, neither happy nor sad.

He had already stepped half a foot into his twilight years, and his spirit was beginning to slip, and this would be his last chance.

"Eight thousand years of cultivating this sword......."

Mu Daoren sighed faintly, and his cold voice like a sword blade echoed, and he stepped out in one step, swinging his sword and slashing out diagonally.

The Sword Intent God instantly stirred millions of miles, tearing apart the endless sea of thunder:

"Don't ask the pole to dry ........"

The sword intent around Mu Daoren was extremely strong, and the divine aura of the long sword was permeated, and it burst out with one of the most peak swords.

Black and White Dao Sword!

This is the sword of the Mu Dao people stepping out of the barrier, and it is also the sword of his own way of approaching perfection!

Everything in the world is black and white, either life or death.

It is not only a black and white Dao sword, but also a Dao sword of life and death!

The black and white colors dyed hundreds of millions of thunderclouds into black and white, and the edge of the Dao Sword entangled in life and death shattered the endless thunder like thousands of thunder dragons descending.

One after another immortal spirits were shattered, and that emperor shadow was also cut off by him!

This sword is already comparable to the Emperor of Impeccilus!

Whew~~~

The sea of hundreds of millions of thunders was silent in an instant, and it seemed that even the sound of thunder had disappeared.

But in just an instant, an even more terrifying catastrophe broke out, blooming with terrifying brilliance one after another.

The resurrection of the Ten Thousand Daos manifested in the universe, like the collapse of the sky, like the destruction of the world!

In the end, these ten thousand paths went down against the pressure, turning into a terrifying power that would change color even if the emperor saw it.

All the onlookers changed color, this ten thousand ways and harmony are irreversible at all, even if a flawless emperor may not be able to resist such a terrifying suppression!

As soon as he pressed down, Mu Daoren's body almost shattered, and the black and white entangled Dao sword broke instantly.

"Poof!"

Mu Daoren's figure staggered, he realized the sword of the emperor, but he still couldn't break through.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a huge roar sounded in the endless sea of thunder!

A huge palm that was sprinkled with endless divine light and trampled on hundreds of millions of immortal light smashed into the endless void and pierced through the endless thunder sea!

Thundered!

Ten thousand Dao trembled, the thunder sea boiled and furious, and hundreds of millions of thunder dragons were like a wave of annihilation, drowning that big hand in an instant.

"Hurt the Emperor to shoot!"

Everyone around them was shocked, knowing who the owner of this palm was.

In the world, only he will make a move at this time!

Bang! Thundered!

That big hand reached into the sea of thunder, and the divine light flowing from his palm enveloped the Mu Dao people, and then turned into a huge fist seal, and suddenly met the ten thousand daos that covered the pressure.

But it's the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!

After three thousand years of cultivation, although Gu Shao's Dao injury has not healed, his combat power has completely stepped into the peak of the Great Emperor!

This punch came out with a bang, much more violent than that of the sermon that day.

The Ten Thousand Dao Chorus that had just emerged was shocked and shattered by a punch, and the immeasurable thunder was also instantly shattered by the fist print!

"You, why ......"

A wry smile appeared on Mu Daoren's face, as if time had passed, his black hair turned white, and wrinkles appeared on his radiant skin.

A twilight that was even richer than before came over him.

"But I can't sit idly by and watch you die......

Gu Shaosheng's sigh echoed in everyone's ears, and the palm of that hand disappeared.

Mu Daoren shook his head, picked up the black and white Dao sword that was broken in his hand, and disappeared into the universe.

But he never returned to Beidou.

"Brother Mu Dao!"

Lin Xunbai chased straight away.

..........

In the Yao Chi, Gu Shaosheng withdrew his palm, his brows furrowed slightly.

With all his strength, the unhealed Dao wound on Sendai once again cracked a gap.

The Immortal Emperor's sword pierced through Sendai, and if it weren't for Gu Shao's injury to the Six Realms of Reincarnation Fist, he would have died on the spot.

And even so, the trouble of Dao Injury was beyond his expectations.

"If it's the deity, I'm afraid this knife is at most a flesh wound........"

He shook his head, returned to the shores of the Fairy Lake, and sat down cross-legged.

Mu Dao people have a noble personality, people are like their swords, black or white, not born and dead.

Just as you refuse to accept his help before preaching, you will not receive his treatment after you fail to preach.

Not far away, the Queen Mother of the West's brows were also slightly furrowed, and her eyes opened, with a hint of melancholy and regret:

"It's a pity for Mu Dao........"

Mu Dao was born before her, and there were many hostilities on the road, but she is also the only one of her old people who are still alive now.

The reason why he didn't come to Yaochi to see him was because he didn't want to disturb his Dao heart.

Now that he has failed to preach, with his character, he will not appear in the world again.

"The path of cultivation is difficult, and I can't help him."

Gu Shaoxing shook his head, and there was also a trace of regret on his face.

The cultivation is difficult, and he himself is still on the way, so it is naturally impossible to be like Chen Ang, who can create a god and demon-level powerhouse by planting a sun at will.

"What's the catch?"

Gu Shaosheng said.

"A little bit ......"

The Queen Mother of the West did not stretch her brows, and said: "As you said, the difference between the Great Emperor and the Red Dust Immortal is too far, and it is not possible to break through for a while, even if you live out the third life, it is difficult." ”

After sitting in retreat for 3,000 years, I still didn't find a chance to break through.