Thorn!

A fairy ruin, the sky is dark, and the black wasteland spreads, rolling into the endless nothingness. The mountain peaks are stacked, vague and faint, towering into the clouds, connecting the heavens and the earth.

Call~

"One hand covers the blue sky, disrupts the rules, blurs the eyes, and can't see where the hope of reincarnation is?"

Inside the fairy ruins, tens of millions of black cold winds whistled by, sweeping the dark night in the sky. It was as if countless hands were tearing through the sky, making a stabbing sound.

The void shook, and the black wind roared. In the midst of the roar, countless spatial cracks were born from nothingness, connected into pieces, exuding an aura of silence, which made people's hearts palpitate and be terrifying.

In the terrible crack of nothingness, sat an old man on his knees, the old man was thin, gray-haired, his eyes were sunken, and his body revealed a rich sense of death.

The hoarse voice reverberated through the void, through the black wind, clearly echoing in the sky, like thunder, roaring with an angry roar and despair.

"Soul!"

Following the voice, another word came out of the old man's mouth, the moment the word fell. The old man raised his head suddenly, and his gray eyes burst out with a brilliant essence, and his eyes were terrifying.

The withered hand suddenly lifted up, towards nothingness. Like a stone falling into the sea, a ripple opened in this void, and between the ripples spreading, a terrible roar suddenly swirled open.

"Spirit!"

As soon as the soul word fell, the second word rose again. It snowed after the wind, and a chill filled the entire sky, as if the heavens and the earth were about to freeze.

The already dark sky, at the moment when these two words echoed. The heavens and the earth seemed to be even darker, and a terrifying force burst out from the old man's body in an instant, and thousands of black winds stopped in an instant, and illusory figures gradually emerged in the void cracks.

These figures are densely packed and countless, like hundreds of millions of sentient beings. There is a roaring five-clawed golden dragon, a vermilion bird burning the sky, a blue purple sea, and a majestic black mountain like all living beings.

And these phantoms are roaring, roaring angrily. Turned into an earth-shattering will, questioning the sky.

"Scatter!"

Above the nine heavens, the sky is thirty-six days!

These phantoms condensed and formed, roaring for a moment. An indifferent voice echoed from the top of the vault. This sound is not loud, but if it dominates the holy decree, the roar echoes, the rules surround, and the sky trembles.

The roaring black wind dissipated, the cracks of nothingness crumbled, and the phantoms of all beings became fragments. Everything is back to normal.

Poof!

The wizened old man's body cracked, the meridians were broken, and the flesh and blood exploded. An unwilling thought came out of the miserable laughter, and was finally swallowed up by the crack of silence.

"Man is the law of the earth, the earth is the law of the sky, the nine heavens are the extreme, and the extreme is the Tao. Dao Shengjiuyi, 19 Shengdao is willing to devour Dao!"