The battlefield has existed since ancient times.

Its history may be traced back to the distant and unreachable primeval era, or even a time longer than the primeval era......

No one knows how long it has been around or how it came to be.

At this time, in the great underground of the Great Thousand Battlefield, a pair of eyes that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years suddenly opened.

It was a pair of white eyes.

At the same time, he wears a white mask.

It was a mask with no facial features, and it looked a little weird on the face.

He was dressed in a white linen robe, and even his hair was white, and lay quietly under the earth. He exudes an ancient aura all over his body, as if he has gone through endless years, and his every move seems to have time passing.

"After waiting so long, I finally brought it. ”

The voice was very calm, so calm that there was not a trace of waves.

His white eyes penetrated the earth and landed on Yan Qing's body, and then quietly looked at the small stone piece.

And on the earth, in front of the altar of the celestial race.

Yan Qing held the eight-phase supreme supernatural power, and was frantically bombarding that mysterious altar. And under his bombardment, the altar began to shake, and cracks appeared......

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The cracks in the altar grew bigger and bigger, and they trembled constantly.

At this time, those celestial races rushed up frantically, and they all roared like thunder, looking extremely angry. As time passed, the corpses of the celestials were piled up under the altar, and mountains of corpses were piled up.

While Yan Qing was bombarding the altar, he was also constantly killing the Celestial Race.

The radius of millions of miles was full of devastation, and it had been bombarded into ruins by Yan Qing, and there were severed limbs and wreckage everywhere, turning into a huge sea of blood.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

The Celestial Race roared angrily, and frantically Yan Qing killed.

Although they have died many, many people, they are still not afraid of death.

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The supreme power of the Eight Phases was frantically bombarding the altar, making the altar tremble, and the cracks that appeared were getting bigger and bigger.

It didn't take long for the altar to shatter.

"Ahhh

When the Celestials saw it, they all roared.

Without the altar, the light of annihilation naturally disappeared, and at this time, Yan Qing felt lighter, and the pressure on her body was much lighter all of a sudden.

At this time, the small stone chip also flew back into his mind.

"It's time to pay off the debt. Yan Qing stood in the sky, his eyes coldly scanning the entire Heavenly Kingdom, and then turned into a ten-zhang dragon body, holding a war spear to kill all directions.

He will destroy the kingdom of heaven.

As he destroyed cities and eliminated the celestials, a white-faced man in sackcloth suddenly appeared in front of him. This white-faced man in sackcloth appeared out of thin air, and he stood in front of Yan Qing's three zhangs, looking at Yan Qing quietly.

Yan Qing could see him, but she couldn't feel his presence, it seemed to be just an afterimage left by ancient times.

His sackcloth was white, his mask was white, and even his hair was white.

The pair of white eyes without a mask of facial features looks very weird.

At this time, Yan Qing was shocked.

This white-faced man in Mai, he had seen before, was in the colorful space of the boundary mountain wall. In fact, that small stone chip is his, and he planted it on the body of the 105th of the Divine Gate.

But how did he end up here?

Isn't it impossible for the Great Thousand Battlefield to descend on the Emperor?

Yan Qing knew that this white-faced man in sackcloth was definitely a terrifying cow man of the emperor level or above.

"It's time to give me something back. ”

At this time, the white-faced man in sackcloth said calmly.

Although Yan Qing knew what he was talking about, he pretended to be confused and said, "What is it?"

"Fragments of the Heavenly Dao. ”

The white-faced man in Mai said quietly.

Yan Qing was a little surprised, it turned out that the small stone piece turned out to be a fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

It's just that, what is the way of heaven?

Heavenly Dao still has a substantial existence?

Otherwise, how could there be a fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that the "Heavenly Dao" he understood was not the "Heavenly Dao" as the white-faced man in Mai said. The way of heaven as he understands it, that is, the rules of all things, the truth of all things, and everything has certain rules.

It can also be said to be the ultimate truth, the ontological body, the law, the principle, the realm, and so on.

Although his understanding of the Heavenly Dao was different from before after he came to this mythical world, it was still within the scope of his previous understanding.

The Heavenly Dao, that is, the Tao that operates everything eternal, imaginable, imaginable, perceivable, imperceptible, attributed, non-attributed, and so on......

The Tao is the origin of the universe and the foundation of all things.

It is an eternal and absolute metaphysical existence, which transcends the distinction between subjectivity and objectivity, as well as the empirical categories of time, space, motion, and cause and effect, and is an absolute reality that is invisible, inaudible, incomprehensible.

But now, he suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the Heavenly Dao that he understood. Listening to the meaning of the white-faced man in Mai, the way of heaven has substance......

No wonder, that small stone piece was so terrifying, it turned out to be a fragment of the Heavenly Dao.

At this time, Yan Qing's brows furrowed tightly.

The white-faced man in Mai didn't urge, just waited quietly.

"What is the Heavenly Dao?"

Yan Qing suddenly asked, if the white-faced man in Mai wanted to kill him, he would already be dead. He was still able to stand and speak, indicating that the Mai Whiteface did not want to kill him.

This took him by surprise.

"The way of heaven is the way of heaven. The white-faced man in Mai said quietly.

Yan Qing was a little surprised, the white-faced man in Mai actually answered his question, and at this time he said, "What is the fragment of the Heavenly Dao?"

"The fragments of the Heavenly Dao are the fragments of the Heavenly Dao. The white-faced man in Mai said again.

"Don't you know?" Yan Qing smiled suddenly.

At this time, the white-faced man in Mai fell silent.

"This is my thing, why do you want to return it, do you want to rob it?" Yan Qing called out the small stone slic, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"In the Myriad Space, if I don't give it to you, can you bring it out?" said the white-faced man in Mai, "I'm just letting you bring you a thousand battlefields, and besides, the Heavenly Dao Fragment has already saved your life, so it's time to return it." ”

Yan Qing was still very reluctant, but he was afraid that the other party would slap him over.

He didn't know how an existence of the level of a white-faced man like Mai appeared on the battlefield. It seems that in the Myriad Space, it was just a game, and the purpose was just for him to bring the Heavenly Dao fragments to the Great Thousand Battlefields......

This......

Yan Qing couldn't help but shake her head, such a calculation was really speechless, "You can still do it, but you want to help me do something?"

"Help you destroy the Celestial Race of the Great Thousand Battlefields?" said the white-faced man in Mai.

"Not bad. Yan Qing nodded.

"If you don't want to die, stop quickly, or no one will be able to save you. The white-faced man in Mai said suddenly.

Yan Qing frowned, and suddenly had a bad premonition, and said, "Could it be that the Celestial Race still has hole cards?"

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