If the human race becomes strong in the future, it will definitely be a lot of luck with one percent. Zhang Shiyang originally because of a fire fight in the Beihai Sea, refining the Seagod Needle to fix the leylines at the bottom of the sea, and because of the death of countless creatures caused by cutting off the leylines, the merit and luck have long been overdrawn, and it is really fateful not to respond to the catastrophe.

At this time, having the luck of this human race is definitely a temporary solution to the problem of luck. However, looking at the power of the incense that was blocked out of his body, Zhang Shiyang had a headache.

Zhang Shiyang is taking the path of detachment, and the power of this incense cannot be touched at all except for the people of Shinto.

But if you don't care about him, it's not like that, and you can't say when you accidentally get on the body by the power of this incense, it will be absolutely miserable, and the immortal path will be ruined.

Looking at the power of this endless incense, Zhang Shiyang touched his chin: "This is more important than the root of life for people of the Divine Dao, and the aura of incense is no less than poison for those who cultivate the Dao, and it is a poison that can poison the immortals."

If there were people in Shinto who came here, they would have been red-eyed a long time ago.

It's a pity that Zhang Shiyang is not a Shinto person, so he is still very calm.

"The power of this incense is the power generated by the faith and worship of all beings, the so-called public opinion of the heavenly heart, and the divine power is the power of the Heavenly Dao, but it is another manifestation of the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Zhang Shiyang had a flash of inspiration in his mind: "Yes, the power of this rolling incense is gathering more and more, it is better to block it than to be sparse, the power of this incense is growing all the time, sooner or later one day when Zhang Shiyang can't resist it, Zhang Shiyang remembered a magic weapon."

Three thousand red dust, said to gather three thousand red dust gas, each red dust gas is composed of red dust silk threads, and each silk thread is a world composed of endless red dust gas.

Among them, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, rest, anger, sadness, sorrow. The power of the nine red dusts of birth, old age, sickness, and death is the most powerful, and it is difficult for both saints and ordinary people to escape these nine emotions.

Legend has it that there are 3,000 kinds of red dust powers, and if you collect one of them, you can make the gods fall and you can't extricate yourself.

Looking at the power of this rolling red dust, Zhang Shiyang smiled again for a while: "The power of this incense also has endless power of red dust, and it is more powerful than the original power of red dust.

Zhang Shiyang came to a deep mountain and old forest in a thought, and after laying down heavy prohibitions, Zhang Shiyang began his own path of practicing the Fa.

The endless depraved aura of rolling red dust was pulled by Zhang Shiyang, and as time went by, the aura of red dust here became more and more intense, even if the Dao Ancestor came, he had to retreat, and the predecessors of the game of red dust in this place fled from this place with their heads on the clouds.

An old man with a lewd face scolded while driving the clouds in embarrassment: "Straight thief, what has happened here, the power of red dust has increased exponentially, it really costs people's lives, once the hair body is polluted by the power of this endless red dust, then wait for the reincarnation of the fall, even if it is reincarnated, it is difficult to eliminate the power of the red dust."

All of a sudden, the cultivators here have become frightened birds, Zhang Shiyang doesn't know all this, even if he knows, he will still continue his supernatural cultivation with disdain.

With the gradual increase of the red dust qi, Zhang Shiyang's refining speed of supernatural power gradually accelerated, with the power of this rolling red dust, and the incense power as the backing, Zhang Shiyang's supernatural power was cultivated very quickly.

It's really a yawn to come to the pillow, these three thousand red dust magic powers can't be guarded against, and it is quite suitable as Zhang Shiyang's main tactics to fight with people in the future.

It doesn't matter where the old turtle goes, Zhang Shiyang is bent on cultivating his own Dafa, the future catastrophe is quite tragic, even if it is the possibility of the Dao Ancestor, although Zhang Shiyang is unique, but he does not dare to be careless, and looks down on the people of the world.

The experience of our ancestors tells us that prudence and low-key are the kings, and sooner or later they will be clicked off.

As Zhang Shiyang's supernatural cultivation gradually got better, the surrounding red dust qi gradually thinned, and the power of those frightened birds returned one after another after watching this change, wandering in the clouds here, things are abnormal There are demons, and the red dust qi here has changed, maybe there are red dust treasures born, and the mysteries of heaven and earth are inexplicable, everything is possible.

The extremes of things must be reversed, this is a truth that monks all know, and if the accumulation of too much red dust qi may give birth to a treasure, it may not be said.

In the cave, Zhang Shiyang's surrounding red dust is about to condense into substance, all kinds of red dust gas are mixed together and open up colorful, beautiful and moving, just one glance there is an intoxicating and depraved impulse, from then on I don't want to wake up, I just want to indulge in the red dust, and fall.

With the change of the magic formula in Zhang Shiyang's hand, the red dust qi began to be arranged regularly, faintly distinct.

One after another talismans flew out of Zhang Shiyang's hands and fell into the endless red dust, each layer of red dust is like a layer of world, interpreting all kinds of joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows of time and mundaneness.

Imprinted on it are space runes, time runes, cause and effect runes, curse runes, and even big dreams and thousands of autumn runes, this kind of rune seals make these three thousand red dust have immeasurable power, the stronger the red dust qi, the more, the more powerful the three thousand red dust.

With the change of time, there is no Jiazi in the mountains and I don't know how many years I have passed, and it has been ten years before Zhang Shiyang turned into three heads and six arms to complete the endless talisman seal.

A mouthful of essence blood sprayed into the endless red dust world, and the essence blood instantly turned into particles, which were absorbed by the red dust world, and then turned into a tiny version of Zhang Shiyang, sitting in the red dust world.

"Don't condense at this time, but when" Zhang Shiyang's handprint changed for a while, and the mantra poured out of his mouth. Catalyzed by the innate constitutional law, the Three Thousand Red Dust World slowly changed and condensed, and the three thousand miniature Zhang Shiyang turned into nothingness and became the master of the Three Thousand Red Dust World, the Red Dust Heavenly Dao.

Red dust, all-encompassing, is the world, the epitome of chaos inside and outside, look at a page to know autumn, look at the red dust can be unhindered, no longer bothered by the red dust.

As the three thousand worlds of red dust were formed, the three thousand red dust worlds were distorting, elongating, and shrinking, and three thousand silk threads of different colors were suspended in the air.

These 3,000 red dust silk threads can't see how long, how far, how thick, how thin, everything is hazy, like seeing flowers in the fog, which makes people unreal, and the more they look at it, the more they look at it, the more they rest.

Zhang Shiyang stretched out his hand, and the three thousand red dust silk threads were instantly arranged in an orderly manner and gathered together to form a bundle of silk threads, which had different rays and would echo and connect with each other.

Zhang Shiyang nodded: "It turns out that these three thousand red dust are true or not, they are illusory or not, they are shapely and intangible, I am afraid that Dao Ancestor will have a headache when they encounter it."

The three thousand silk threads turned into polyester, with the thickness of a thumb, and were grasped by Zhang Shiyang in his hands.

Looking at this red dust world, Zhang Shiyang shook his head: "Although the three thousand red dust magic power has been practiced, the red dust qi of the three thousand red dust world is still too little." Every moment, there is endless power of incense across time and space, and as soon as it appeared by Zhang Shiyang's side, it was absorbed by this red dust world.

Rao is like this, the power of this red dust is just a drop in the bucket compared to the endless three thousand red dust.

The mana in his hand fluctuated, and the three thousand red dust instantly crossed endless time and space, traversing ancient and modern, appearing in the underworld, and descending on the entire Middle Earth.

At this time, the cultivators can see that there are three thousand Ditao across the sky above Middle Earth, and the endless power of red dust is absorbed by the three thousand Ditao, and countless cultivators, great powers, are awakened in meditation, looking at the three thousand Ditao one by one, but no one dares to make a move, or can't make a move, at this critical moment, no one wants to offend a great power casually.

Taishang Sect, Taishang Dao Ancestor's eyes seemed to have crossed time and space, and he muttered in his mouth: "There is great power in Middle Earth, who is this, why have you heard of it before?" After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again and meditated silently.

In Beiju Luzhou, the Demon Emperor and the evil man looked at the three thousand Ditao across the sky, and muttered in their mouths: "The water in this Middle Earth is very deep, you and I will suspend the situation."

All of a sudden, countless powers from the four continents were awakened from meditation, and they were inexplicably frightened.