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Bai Meng woke up, he seemed to remember something, he didn't panic, and waited calmly.

This is a world of birds and flowers, fairy light, holy radiance, fairy treasures and divine materials are everywhere, and countless living beings live and work in peace and contentment.

The peace and tranquility changed, blood and flames filled the air, and it was the eternal glow of the sun that never set!

He turned his eyes to see that it was an angel with six wings and three eyes, but he did not have a soft and gentle gaze, he did not have the tenderness of a god, only coldness, only the madness of a man with white hair hanging down.

So, the angel began to swing the butcher's knife, cutting off the eyes of the gods who were bound to the believers, and the golden blood was on the bridge of his nose, and the golden silk turned into a black mist.

The purple qi came to the east again, and the brilliance was still shining in the sky, but there was no divine auspiciousness.

The believers of the past, with their weak offensive that is not worth mentioning, shake the trees with grasshoppers, and shake the sky with ants!

Is this their last wailing, crying, and supplication?

"Angel of the devil!" Piercing through the nine heavens, the avenue rumbled, and the white-haired evil god was even more crazy and cold.

In the follow-up, as Bai Meng speculated, the evil god lost to the "savior" and escaped from the blue secret realm, he wanted to live another life, and found the legendary earth-shattering situation, the unicorn dripping blood!

He refined eight opponents, turned into the most loyal slave, self-proclaimed Shenyuan Stone Palace, the terrain was used as a furnace, and the years were firewood, wanting to fight for a lifetime of longevity ghosts and immortals!

Endless years passed, and generation after generation of heroic young heroes fell in the Stone Palace, killed and fed with blood, devoured by ghost lamps, and torn apart by his eight faithful servants.

However, there was no immortal Extreme Dao power, there was no eternal supreme secret realm, and after all, the Azure Secret Realm was shattered and shattered into countless pieces.

Until one day, a young man came here again, Bai Meng's eyes widened, this is an extremely ordinary man, with an ordinary face, but there is an indescribable momentum, calm and reassuring, which cannot be ignored.

He is the incomparably young Void Emperor!!

He is worthy of being the Young Emperor, his eyes are shining, like a bright galaxy, the ancient mirror above his head is overflowing with brilliant divine brilliance, hanging down the Nine Heavens Milky Way, holding only a palm-sized gray-black slab masonry.

With a light click, the invisible void was compressed into a point, like a sword across the sky, flying through the stone palace, breaking the flow of the killing array.

Then, the boundless space collapsed one fluctuating depression after another, as if evolving one small world after another, and finally returned to the finger singularity, which wiped out all the arrangements of the underground palace, leaving only the eight coffins of the stone hall.

Bai Meng was extremely excited, and being able to watch the Young Emperor do it was a great opportunity, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! It's a pity that I can't fight with him.

Bai Meng sat quietly and cross-legged, bathed in starlight, his hair fluttered, his eyes bloomed with immortal Dao Shenxi, the group of words was secretly operated to the extreme, and the immeasurable golden light flowed backwards hundreds of millions of array patterns, deducing and comprehending the rhyme of the Void Dao.

After a long time, the eyes of the gods overflowed with blood, Bai Meng's face turned pale, and he sighed, time and space are worthy of being the most incomprehensible avenues, even if someone derives the law, it is only a momentary comprehension.

The stars around the body are moving around, as if they have come to the vast universe, and the darkness and cold silence around the body are difficult to wave away the loneliness of the dotted stars.

Bai Meng saw a giant tree in the sky, the mysterious moonlight was shrouded, hundreds of millions of stars were falling, and the Xuanhuang chaos was pervasive, hazy and illusory.

"Dream Road Demon Tree!"

Bai Meng suddenly thought of the last record of the miscellaneous chapter of the Dream Heavenly Sutra, the Dream Dao Demon Tree, which leads to starlight, attracts people into dreams, and its body has become a great realm of red dust, and it is called the Dream Divine Tree under the Starlight by all races!

"Did you pass it on to me? Or is it your master's or your predecessor's?

You were the same in the last Great Emperor test, right? Is this why I gain differently from others? Bai Meng muttered to himself as if there was no one around, and this was often not the vent of his confusion and fear since he was reborn.

But no one answered, and the Dream Dao Demon Tree did not reply, and in the end, Bai Meng slowly fell asleep again, and fell into this lonely and cold starry sky.

Waking up again, the soil affinity helped Bai Meng recall this feeling of déjà vu.

"WC, I'm buried again, uncle, you'll get me out next time." The pools are much better than this. ”

Bai Meng was not as hypocritical as in the dream, but had a big heart, and just woke up and scolded and greeted.

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"I didn't expect that the ancestral land of the demon clan was so dangerous, and the monks who went there fell seventy percent."

"Alas, if it weren't for the fact that there were more saint-level figures, and the heirs of the Ji family sacrificed a certain ancient artifact, I'm afraid that the saint-son characters would also fall a lot."

"But what's even more magical is the Demon God Flower, and in the end, it disappeared without a trace and disappeared under the noses of all Tianjiao." The man lowered his voice and whispered,

"Some people speculate that it may have been taken by the monk named Qingwan in the earth-shattering accident."

"No, it's just a little monk who has just entered the Dao Palace......"

Bai Meng held the scriptures in his hand and eavesdropped quietly, he had been away from the Stone Palace for a few days, and the great uncle was still very powerful, and the Divine Treasure of the Stone Palace was almost not left. (Woohoo)

Leaving only one scripture, "Shenghui Shengong", he hurried away in the past few days, and finally arrived at the place where the monks had established.

Hearing that Wan Qing was fine, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Quietly departed.

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The southern part of the blue is vast and vast, with majestic mountains and hundreds of blessed lands.

There are many mysteries here, and there are countless traces of the young Ancient Emperor, as well as rumors of the remnants of the primeval tribes of the past.

The earth is boundless, the fairy spirit is rushing into the sky, in this vast and barren ancient forest, the mountains are in pieces, stretching endlessly, and the height can reach the clouds.

The river is like a dragon entrenched, surging out, traversing tens of thousands of miles.

The monks are also innumerable, and the Dao Palace wheel sea is piled up.

A figure silently walked in this barren ancient land, holding a scroll in his hand, his starry eyes were shining, and his body was surging with golden lotus colors, as if he was evolving the supreme avenue.

But the monks passing by around him turned a blind eye, as if they couldn't detect this person's abnormality.

Bai Meng admired from the heart:

"The Holy King of Yao Ne is worthy of being the Ancient Holy King, and the Longevity Ancient Sutra may not be good at fighting, but the cultivation of gods and trees, and the hidden mountains and forests are indeed amazing, and they are not weaker than some hidden secret techniques of the Heavenly Scripture of Dreams."

His gains from this trip to the secret realm are too great, and Bai Meng is well versed in the truth of being greedy and chewing too much.

In the past few days, he has done whatever he wants, wandering in the secret realm, while comprehending the ancient scrolls and the rhyme along the road, he has confirmed his body and digested the recent gains.

"Huh?"

As if sensing something, Bai Meng stopped, his delicate face was a little puzzled, and the visions around him were scattered, returning to divine power.

He looked into the distance, the mountains in front of him were patchy, and the ancient atmosphere was raging, although the aura was dense and the Tao rhyme was born, compared to other places, it was more mixed, and it was difficult to peel off the understanding.

And in a plain, many monks gathered and sat cross-legged, and it seemed that it was not a day or two.