"The old man is indeed leaving. ”

Xu is because this trip is not enough, and it can no longer be completed, the Blood Soul Son and the Ancient Emperor all showed a look of "leave early", in their opinion, today's things are mixed, not to mention success or failure, but not very comfortable.

And if you're busy, it's better to leave.

"The old man is one step ahead. ”

There are a large number of adults, and they will go, and the blood soul child will turn his head, turn around, and move, and the figure that covers half of the sky will slowly move away, and he will disappear into the deep space step by step. At this time, people can see that the original powerful immortals are not really replacing the sky, but just occupying people's eyes.

Some people have a flash of realization on their faces, and after a slight earthquake, they seem to have gained.

Thirteen Lang was one of the people, his eyes staring at the tall old man walking away, his heart pounding.

The heart is not moved, Thirteen Lang knows that the Blood Soul Son is showing his Dao to everyone, and he is the one who can see it the most clearly, and he can't help but read it.

"The sky is infinite, and the infinite is unique to the "sky", and it is difficult for immortals and demons to wade. ”

"The great is not the most, the infinite is not the most, I am everywhere and I can't, that is, I am free. ”

The Ancient Emperor and the Blood Soul Son, they are the most powerful and proud people in this world, firmly believing that although the heavens are great, the heavens are not the most powerful beings; they can't find the way of heaven, they can't compare it head-on, so they find their own way: fight for the heavens and conquer the way, lawless.

Although he couldn't cultivate himself as big as the heavens, where he appeared, the rules of the Heavenly Dao were driven away by another Dao, no longer taking effect, or weakened to the point where it was difficult to detect, and because of this, the strength of those monks who grew up under the Heavenly Dao was greatly reduced, and tens of thousands of people could not help one person.

The Blood Soul Son firmly believes that this is Leisure. But he won't say it casually.

I am in a situation where the Heavenly Dao does not exist, and since the Heavenly Dao refuses to show its face, it proves that it is not sure to defeat itself; over time, the two of them slowly formed the impression that "the Heavenly Dao is not as good as leisure", and they are convinced of it.

The true upper realm breakthrough needs to be verified, both of them thought in the past. As long as we find the way of heaven and defeat it openly, it is the way to achieve freedom through the Tao.

however

"He's wrong!"

After the Blood Soul Son was the Ancient Emperor, who also walked towards the deep space step by step, but he walked backwards. The wonderful thing is that although he walked backwards, the ancient emperor gave people the feeling that he did not retreat at all, but became more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the majestic and solemn face was firmly engraved in people's minds. Harden at all times.

"The world has a sky, the Tao is indispensable, if there is no law, the sky will be broken, if the sky is broken, the world will not exist, the world will not exist, who can be free. ”

"Lawlessness, freedom, this is the act of the devil and the sky; The two poles of the Tao are cultivated by the blood soul. For a long time, you will become a demon. ”

In the last battle of parting, the two no longer have Thirteen Lang in their hearts, but regard each other as opponents and everyone as chess pieces for verification; Rather, it is to serve the heart with the royal way.

"The Heavenly One, the beginning of the Tao, the beginning of the extreme, the most capable of human desire. People regard the sky as the way, not the infinite sky above their heads. And in the imagination of the heart, the journey of the body. ”

"There are thousands of Taoism, but there are few truths, but the art of the king can be the only one who represents the heavens. I cultivate the royal road, do it on behalf of the heavens, and do not harm the world, so as to seek positive results. ”

People are spreading the word, and the two supreme beings of the human race preach their own ways, and the opportunity can be called unparalleled in the world. It is conceivable that some of the monks who are here today will follow the path of the two again in the future, and perhaps some will break through obstacles all the way to reach the same level as them.

Some people don't think so, and some people turn a deaf ear.

From beginning to end, Mei Juan didn't listen to what the two said, tilted his head and stared at Shisanlang, waiting for a signal that there might or might not be a zài at all.

Ouyang Yanwu's expression was indifferent, his eyes were tied as if he was in a meditation, if he looked closely, he would find that the tips of his fingers hanging by his side were slightly shiny, as heavy as lifting a thousand catties of heavy objects.

For the rest, Boss Su shrunk his body into a ball for some reason, and the Third Highness hid behind him, looking like two dogs snuggling up to sleep, and there were eight hundred miles of wild tremors slightly, like a monster about to wake up.

All these people, these beasts, are focused on Thirteen Lang at the moment, but they don't dare to reveal it openly.

What is Jusan Lang doing?

He was watching, thinking, waiting, and at this point, his eyes gradually brightened.

In the line of sight, there was only one back left of the blood soul, and the tips of Ouyang Yanwu's fingers became more and more shiny, as if they couldn't bear it. On the other side, as the Ancient Emperor stepped into deep space, Qi Shouren and Qi Fei's bodies moved away synchronously, and it felt like there was a thread connecting the three, and they were about to fly out of sight.

"Wait!"

Will not go, will be scattered but not dispersed, Thirteen Lang suddenly shouted.

"At the beginning, the immortals told me that if you want to be free, first"

The earth shattered, the sky cracked, the nine heavens thundered, and the storm piled up all the words used to describe the great change in the situation, but it was still not enough to describe the intensity and fury of the breath at this moment.

It is difficult to distinguish the order in time, but the spatial division still exists, and several drastic changes unfold at the same time.

The Ancient Emperor, who was about to disappear and dissipate, stopped in amazement, his figure changed from vague to clear, from illusory to condensed, and correspondingly, Qi Fei's body suddenly broke, like a bag full of blood being shot out of countless holes, and blood arrows flew wildly. Beside him, Qi Shouren's condition was slightly better, but his skin was cracked and mottled, and the gray-black qi flowed under the skin, turning old for decades.

"Kill!"

The fingertips shone brightly, Ouyang Yanwu's body disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived beside Qi Fei, and ten soldiers shot indiscriminately.

Every ray of light is a lore, and it is not weaker than Nirvana!

How could Ouyang Yanwu have such a powerful power?

How could she be so fast!

I also brought someone!

Boss Su, who was shrunk into a ball, was divided into thirteen flowing shadows, his whole body was like a mocking wind of white light, the black and thick Agu Wangjia, and the ghostly, cold and cold Baili Yin soldiers.

"Roar!"

The roar shook sharply, and the roar turned into ripples that echoed in all directions, becoming a protection, but also arriving at the battlefield in an instant.

With so many people and so many offensives, they were actually "led" by Ouyang Yanwu's side, and all of them were dispatched to kill in one fell swoop.

This is not the case.

Looking at the overall situation from a distance, you can see that where the offensive was launched, Boss Su is still there, the mocking wind is still there, King Agu is also there, and even the thirteen Lang who shouted in the sky only hurried back after releasing arrows, panicking like a rabbit with a wolf behind him.

Only Ouyang was real, and she was the only one who really arrived on the battlefield, but she took everyone's offensive with her.

How is this possible!

The facts are right in front of him, Ouyang Yanwu took away all the supernatural powers by himself, and even the physical attacks were "saved". And this is the reason why it is overwhelmed, and it has been gritting its teeth and enduring until the moment of release.

All kinds of rage, not to attack the ancient emperor, but to those two seemingly insignificant people: Qi Fei and Qi Shouren.

How can they afford it.

All kinds of violent and ferocious unfolding, before he could reach his body, the body of the first and Qi Shouren had been turned over like layers of paper, the skin was gone, the flesh was gone, the bones were gone, and the expression on his face was stunned and frightened, and he didn't know what was going on. On the contrary, Qi Fei's blood was furious, but his expression changed from sluggish to vivid, and his movements were even more crisp.

"Whew!"

With a cry like a hungry wolf, Qi Fei's mutant body, who was originally a puppet, opened his mouth and bit the side of Qi Shouren's neck;

One side collapsed and the other recovered, only three breaths, Qi Shouren's body became an empty shell, but his expression and the moment of death seemed to be enlightened, and a trace of relief, resentment, and gratitude emerged.

No one cared how he was, and it was too late to watch.

"Xiao, ten, three, Lang!" The moment Qi Fei sucked up Qi Shouren, all kinds of attacks were already approaching, like a storm, drowning out his shouts.

"Blood Soul Son!

In an instant, the ancient emperor's phantom raised his head, looked up, and opened his mouth to drink in exchange for 30,000 miles of wind, and the speed that he couldn't distinguish gathered on the top of his head, and evolved a giant palm. At this moment, its body shape seemed to be pulled out of the mire, and the head, neck, shoulders, and body, each part was recolored, and it was no longer the smoke cloud just now, but a real body with flesh and blood.

"King, Lin, heaven, down!"

The real body is halfway, the giant palm is coming, so many people and so many violent attacks before, it looks like a fire in the wind at this moment, and it may be blown out at any time. Not only that, the huge palm of his hand split out a finger, and rushed to the direction where Mei Ju and the others were with the momentum of Mount Tai's pressure, vowing to kill.

"Open the door of the underworld, turn yin and yang, go!"

As early as the moment when Ouyang Yanwu set out, the Meiju side had already started to launch, and the cheers sounded, the door of the underworld was wide open, and the eight-hundred-mile mad spirit earth probed in, and it would pass through another world.

It's too late!

The monks in the human world are not like the Yin soldiers who can be collected on the front line, and the eight hundred miles of crazy spirit land is not a cat or a dog, so many people and such a big place, there are both yin and yang rules barrier, it is by no means that it can be passed.

If you can't get over, you need to meet the wrath of the king.

"Wait, you have to do it all"

"Dragon Lock!" Thirteen Lang also shouted.

"The judge takes off his robe!" "The judge didn't have time to think about it, and the American judge was thinking about how to work hard, and scolded Thirteen in his heart: Bastard, you made a mistake in your busyness!

He only thought that he still had to rely on to save his life, but he forgot that it was originally from the ancient emperor and the Blood Soul Son joining forces, not to mention, at such a hurried moment, he could think of naming this newly obtained supernatural power, which showed that he seemed to be flustered, but in fact, he was still a little sure.

Grasp comes from heaven.

"It's just a wisp of reincarnation and immortal split souls, and it's so desperate. ”

The light sigh was full of satisfaction and satisfaction, and on the other side of the void, the blood soul who had entered the whirlpool one step earlier, like the ancient emperor, "struggled" to turn around, and turned into a giant palm to intercept half of the way, roaring and surging.

"Ancient Emperor, Ancient Emperor, you will suffer a big loss now. ”

(To be continued......)