The road was unimpeded again, and Guan Mingyu passed through this small area, finally stopping in front of a huge net.

The net was enormous, stretching from the end of the sky to the front of you, blocking out everything in front of you.

The net is a transparent silk, dense but thin, and a milky yellow light flows on it, blocking all power. The yellow light of this circulation is constantly transmitted, lit up and extinguished, and the pattern that looks like words but is not written is constantly born, faintly outlining the shape and then dissipating.

The Stripe of the Avenue!

Guan Mingyu looked at this mysterious and mysterious ancient spirit pattern, and the spiritual light continued to be born and dissipated on this net, making this net heavier and thicker.

In front of the net, there were three figures, none other than Bai Zizai. And at this time, even these three looked at this net blocking everything with solemn faces.

Seeing themselves coming, the three of them all turned their heads, nodded their heads, and looked at the net again.

After thinking about it, Guan Mingyu stepped forward and asked, "Two senior brothers, senior sister, what is this?"

Bai Zizai has an indifferent temperament, although Lu Cangsheng seems to be gentle, but in fact he is prouder than anyone else, only Zhixing stood up and shook his head at him and said, "I don't know, we just came out of that labyrinth." ”

She chuckled and said, "Except for the three of us, the junior brother is the first. ”

Her smile was loud and elegant, and although her voice was cold and harsh, it seemed to be a soft voice ringing in her heart. Guan Mingyu nodded, and suddenly asked, "Two senior brothers, senior sister, isn't this spirit pattern very similar to the Great Dao pattern?"

Bai Zizi nodded: "It is the heaven and earth spirit pattern that was born at the beginning of the opening of the world." ”

He suddenly asked, "You saw it too?"

He was referring to the great power that seemed to open up the heavens at the end of the heavens in the painting holy cave, which was a great opportunity for anyone. He and others are all at the level of achieving the primordial gods, and watching this scene of painting the Holy Cave Heaven to open the world is a creation, and the cultivation of himself and others, and even the opening up of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land in the future, is all a creation.

"Well, I painted the Holy House with a kind heart, and I happened to see this scene. Guan Mingyu nodded and said softly.

"Why don't you try to force yourself out?"

Zhixing covered his mouth and chuckled, "You'll know if you try." ”

Guan Mingyu knew that it was not possible to have **, but he also had the mentality of giving it a try, and after saying a word, he drew his knife and slashed towards this net.

The ancient spirit pattern only trembled slightly, and the light of the Great Zhou Heaven Creation Knife that he slashed out with all his strength was wiped out. Guan Mingyu shook his head, he was really far behind.

He frowned, and was about to use a more powerful exchange power, but his divine sense stagnated, and his spiritual power collapsed.

Seeing that his brows furrowed, Zhixing laughed: "Senior Brother Guan, you don't need to use those powers that don't belong to you. Only the power you have cultivated here can be used to borrow the corresponding level of magic weapon. The more powerful forces were all blocked. “

Guan Mingyu nodded at this time, and Zhixing laughed: "Senior Brother Guan, your knife has really entered the threshold of the knife path and walked out of your own way." Just wait for the cultivation to be enough, and you will be able to achieve the Yuan Shen as soon as the opportunity comes. ”

Lu Cangsheng's heart moved slightly, over the years, the power of the righteous path has become stronger and stronger, and even this junior disciple who is several years younger than himself can witness such a subtlety of creation. In a few years, when you really achieve a half-step primordial god, you will really be qualified to stand in front of yourself.

But on his face, he was still standing quietly, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, listening to the two chatting as if he had nothing to do.

"Where, junior brother is not talented, he has just touched this realm. If you want to be handy, it is impossible without a year and a half. ”

With his own knife, he can slash this net slightly, so what about everyone joining forces? He raised his head and asked, "Two senior brothers, senior sisters, have you tried to join forces?"

Lu Cangsheng finally responded, and said: "No need, the three of us basically know the roots, Senior Sister Chang tried it just now, and the three of us can't get out together, even if we add you." We can only wait and see how many others can come out. ”

He suddenly sneered and said: "But if you can't see the opening up scene and don't pay attention to the inheritance of the human emperors, I'm afraid you don't want to come here, I'm afraid there aren't many who can go here." ”

After saying that, he stopped answering, and quietly watched the light flowing above it, his brow furrowed from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that the three of them were quiet, Guan Mingyu also nodded, stopped talking, and waited quietly.

It wasn't long before the sound of footsteps came from the hole behind him. A few people turned their heads to look, and saw a little monk walking out of the entrance of the cave, with red lips and white teeth, holding a vajra and wearing a silver monk's robe, walking towards them.

Between his walks, there were faintly thirty-two points of light shining around him, even if he was far away, he could feel the majesty of his body, which was completely different from the compassion of ordinary monks.

The Holy Son of the Hanging Temple, one of the little Tianjiao who is called with himself, is called Sumeru.

He walked up to himself and the others and greeted him in a low voice: "The three senior brothers, senior sisters, and the little monk are polite." ”

Guan Mingyu smiled dumbly and said, "It's okay, Senior Brother Sumeru came just in time, and Brother Wei has just come over." ”

The little monk of Sumeru was about to speak, when he suddenly stopped talking, turned his head, and looked at the four figures who came out of the entrance of the cave almost at the same time, a long-haired woman wearing a dark blue dress and a purple belt, and four young people. One is holding a book in his hand, handsome and indifferent, the other is holding a golden sword, majestic, a young monk holding a string of prayer beads, with kind eyebrows, and the other is a man who is seven or eight points like Bai Zizai, but is much more handsome and younger, his brows are furrowed, and he does not say a word.

Guan Mingyu suddenly shouted: "Senior brother!"

It was Bai Wuwu who disappeared after the battle of Wudinghe!

Bai Wuwu was also stunned, looked at Bai Zizai, then at Guan Mingyu, walked to Guan Mingyu and the others, and called in a low voice: "Senior brother." ”

Bai Zizi's expression remained unchanged at all, watching the two of them reminisce about the past.

Most of us are acquaintances, chatting casually. After a while, more than a dozen people came out of the entrance of the cave, and it turned out that the people who Mingyu had long been familiar with, such as An Miaoshu, Qinglian Gongzi, Zhu Yanqing and others, were all the top masters of the younger generation of various factions, and the weakest one was also the one who knew his fate.

Lu Cangsheng finally nodded, looking at Bai Zizi and Zhixing: "It's almost now, right?"

Bai Zizi glanced around at everyone, and finally nodded: "It's almost, if it doesn't come out yet, it is estimated that it will be difficult to come out." ”

Several other people also nodded, and Lu Cangsheng spoke: "Everyone, you must have been able to come out of here, and you have all seen the opening scene in the Heaven of the Painting Holy Cave, and then you have come to this point. What is in front of you, I think you should also know, I tried before, but I can't get out with the strength of just a few of us. ”

"So now, most of the people who can come are here, let's try it together. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, none of the people were stupid, and after a few experiments, the colorful light began to light up.

Guan Mingyu stood among them, looking at the appearance of everyone, but he was secretly frightened. As far as I can see, none of the people in front of me are masters of the older generation, they are all from their own generation, and the weakest of them is at least the realm of knowing their fate.

Where did the old grandmasters and thousands of miscellaneous soldiers who entered the cave heaven go before?

In the midst of the divine thoughts, more than twenty colorful sword lights and sword shadows rose into the air, and almost at the same time, slashed towards the net in front of him.

The net flowing with milky yellow light trembled violently, as if it could not withstand such a powerful attack, and a large pit was dented under the attack, but no matter how the sword light slashed down, it did not break.

Bai Zizi shook his head: "No, our combined forces are also scattered, so we can't help this net." The others were also average, frowning.

The little monk raised his head suddenly: "Try the Arhat Formation." ”

The formation of the great supernatural power of Buddhism, eighteen arhats, seventy-two arhats, five hundred arhats, no matter how many people can lay out this formation, but the power is different. The most important thing is that this formation is widely spread and extremely inclusive, and almost everyone knows the method of arranging this formation.

Bai Zizi nodded, and the person had already appeared in the eyes of the array, and the voice came loudly: "The Arhat Formation." ”

Beside him, more than twenty figures arrived at the corresponding position in the blink of an eye, faintly forming a magical formation.

Bai Zizai raised the big sword in his hand, and in the midst of everyone's luck, the purple sword light expanded again, and fell from the sky with unrivaled might.

Click!

A clear sound of breaking came from the net, and everyone was just happy, and the circulating milky yellow light suddenly flowed into everyone's hands, and passed to everyone's hands in a strange way that no one could stop.

The moment the light flowed into his hand, the ancient and mysterious voice of singing sounded in his heart. In Guan Mingyu's mind, a burly figure stood tall and looked at the endless sky.

There, a light cluster that far surpassed this milky yellow light hundreds of millions of times fell from the sky!

A faint singing voice sounded between heaven and earth, as if singing praise, as if joy, completely enveloping him in front of the burly figure.

A trace of Sendai's aura escaped, and as the milky yellow light continued to merge, this aura became more and more powerful. In front of that person, countless avenue patterns that seemed to be words and non-words continued to emerge, born and dissipated in the void, gradually distorted into a ball, and suddenly lit up when the milky yellow light cluster condensed to the extreme.

The pattern of the avenue, which was as mysterious as when the heavens and the earth first opened, suddenly retracted, and the phantom of a fruit gently emerged in the sky.

Airplanes!

The mysterious song resounded throughout the world, signaling to all living beings the birth of another Taoist celestial.

Guan Mingyu suddenly reacted, this is the explanation seen by the ancestors, merit and sanctification.

Under the light of the knife, the net shattered abruptly.

Click!

At this moment, a sound of shattering sounded in the hearts of the entire vast land of Shenzhou, the main world, the heavens and all the worlds, and all living beings.

In the main world, starlight is like a meteor shower, illuminating the void world!