Zhu Yuan held the Cloudless Sword and said with a smile: "Fifth, the Death God's Birthday is really a gathering of heroes." I wonder if the previous four are still alive?"

His eyes bloomed with purple light a few meters away, washing away all the clouds and confusion, Zhu Yuan stepped forward, his heart was clear.

Ahead, thatched huts emerged, two majestic trees, ten meters apart, their lush foliage almost covering the eaves, their branches touching each other, extremely tall.

A few drops of sweat flowed from the forehead of the sweeping old man, his eyes were dull, and his movements were as if he was about to die.

He bent over his waist and swept the floor slowly and rhythmically.

At this moment, Bai Xu Avenue suddenly broke through a road that was equal by five people and appeared in front of him.

There was a ripple in his eyes, but it was quickly masked, and he stood upright, stopped moving, and pestle his broom, his dry lips squirming slightly.

Zhu Yuan was too far away to hear clearly, but he was very sure that the old man knew that he was coming.

There was a little fog in the sky, obscuring the road behind it.

Zhu Yuan could basically see the avenue in front of him, no more than fifty or sixty meters, but he walked very slowly, and almost every step had to be carefully considered for a long time before taking the second step.

It took about half an hour for Zhu Yuan to reach the end of the avenue.

He looked at the hut and muttered, "It's not easy to see you once." ”

Step down.

A gust of wind struck, and the clouds rolled up, as if the sky was shattered and the stars were derailed.

The sound of countless crows chirping sounded behind the white floc avenue, and the black figures flew up in pieces, in order to extinguish the violent whirlwind and make the place pure.

They struck directly at where the whirlwind was.

At the touch, there was nothing left except a few feathers.

Zhu Yuan was frightened step by step, although he had already seen it with his divine sense, he didn't dare to turn back, he was afraid that once he turned back, he would lose the qualification to set foot on the outer heavens.

There was another loud bang, and he stepped on both feet to the outer heavens.

The voice of Tianting came again: "The test of Baixu Avenue has all passed, and the newcomers have entered the second round of elimination." ”

Immediately after, countless shattering, breaking sounds rang out.

It was the sound of the collapse of the chains and the shedding of the mountain.

"No, it's broken. ”

He still didn't look back, but took two steps forward.

The sweeping old man was like petrification, and there was no reaction, but with the sound of the chain breaking, the light under his eyes became more and more vigorous, and almost the sound of breaking ended, and the light was no different from ordinary people.

The sweeping old man twisted his neck, stood straight, looked at Zhu Yuan who was coming forward, and sneered.

By now he had regained his senses.

Zhu Yuan had already prepared in his heart, this person could easily enter the Baixu Avenue and ascend to the outer heavens, there must be something extraordinary.

Just now, he had clearly felt that all of his cultivation had been restored and reached perfection.

He said softly, "Could it be that you are also a Flood Ancient Body?"

The old man who swept the floor looked at Zhu Yuan deeply, did not nod, did not shake his head, the broom drew a circle on the ground, raised the broom, and pointed sharply in the center of the circle, his tone was gentle, with an irreversible tone: "This point is fate." Zhu Yuan, do you understand fate?"

Zhu Yuan knew that this old man was unfathomable, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and said: "What is fate? What is luck? It's just the unscrupulous nonsense of the loser, and the excuse for the successful to show off." Old man, haven't you seen through this?"

He took a half-step back, ready to attack.

Because he clearly felt that a circle of light rose in front of the sweeping old man, and it seemed to summon something.

While the power inside made Zhu Yuan's heart palpitate, it was the breath of death mixed with the obsession of destruction.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This old man is just a remnant soul, he has such a powerful power, if it is a real body, what strength?

Although he already knew that the old man had a battle with Gai Shuangtian before, and his strength naturally could not be underestimated, but at this moment, he felt it in person, far beyond the picture he imagined at the beginning.

The old man raised his head and looked at this teenager, the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, he nodded, and said a few words: "What about you take a look at it again?"

In the point pointed out by the broom, a seedling appeared, and in the one-meter-high void, a little cloud appeared, dripping a few rain and dew, moistening the seedling.

Zhu Yuan only felt that he was jumping around, this kind of ability, even the Divine Endowment Realm could not succeed.

Even martial artists with only a little bit of common sense know that if you want to turn the void into something and transform something that really exists, it can only be done by an immortal-level existence.

He couldn't help but have a thought in his heart: "Could it be that he is an immortal?"

It is an indisputable fact that there are immortals in this world, but there are immortals in the Lingshen Continent, and almost everyone will shake their heads.

The answer is very simple, because even if all the broken qi in the Spirit Shen Continent is gathered, it is not enough to feed the immortals for a month.

It is important to know that the more powerful something is, the greater the supply it needs.

So, how did he create these things out of thin air?

Zhu Yuan frowned and fell into deep thought.

After a while.

The old man smiled slightly: "Young man, do you have an answer?"

Zhu Yuan shook his head and said nothing, the sky opened, but what he saw was a real, incomparably real seedling, rain and dew, and even clouds.

While shocking him, it brought indelible deep memories.

On the spot, his fingers pressed against his chin, his eyelashes fluttered, and his breathing became unusually weak and even, as if the whole person had entered a state of turtle breathing.

There was a hint of gold in the old man's eyes, and he was motionless, waiting for Zhu Yuan eternally.

Time is waiting for the minute to pass.

Half an hour later.

Zhu Yuan didn't understand the meaning, but he found a little thought.

If this is not the Dao method performed by the immortals, then could it be caused by something else?

Maybe there is.

Dao Pattern Technique.

He fused the three major divine formulas, and after the tempering of the Eternal Silence Yuan and the cultivation of the Lingshen Continent for two years, the Dao Pattern Technique had become perfect, and he had entered the hall.

Although there are many Dao Pattern Techniques that cannot be cultivated, it is not a problem to understand the truth.

He remembered that when the Cloudless Divine Fang combined with the Cloudless Sword, there was a detailed record in the obscure sword pattern:

The so-called broken and then standing, breaking the net reunion, are just a "stand". Man stands between heaven and earth, things stand in the vertical and horizontal, everything that is changing is in a state of standing, once it falls, it means death.

After thinking about it, Zhu Yuan found that no matter what it was, as long as it stood up, it would have life.

His wrinkled brows showed signs of slackness.

"So on the other hand, the beginning of life is to stand up, to stand up?"

He burst out laughing, and his heart was relieved.

This sentence seemed to break the shackles and make him sober up.

It would be much easier if he didn't think about what it was to be alive.

He muttered to himself, "People like to complicate simple things, but what about the other way around?"

Anything complex comes from simplicity.

If life is told in a theoretical way, it will not be able to be told in three days and three nights.

But if it is told in a realistic and intuitive way, one word can be said: stand.

The so-called question canal is as clear as promised, and only the source of living water comes.

Break the surface with a point, and generalize it all.

Zhu Yuan laughed softly: "Old man, I can see through it." ”

The old man with a broom looked kindly and said, "Really?"

The old man who has gained wisdom does not have the slightest viciousness and dullness as before, just like sewage and clean water.

Zhu Yuan nodded: "Understood." I see. What is the origin of life? But to stand between heaven and earth, the one who raises his head has life, and the one who lowers his head still has life, and the big tree has life if it is straight or twisted, and the grass and kitten stand with vitality, without difference. ”

Zhu Yuan said with a smile: "People live for a breath and for standing upright." ”

The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth and said with a slight smile: "Yes, yes, I understand the truth of life so quickly." It is worthy of the fifth generation of Honghuang ancient body. ”

Zhu Yuan is still very resistant to the old man in his heart, although he has seen through his two major problems, but the ghost knows what is behind.

A person guarding the treasure does not obtain, but just blindly sweeps the floor, which feels suspicious when you think about it.

Especially he is still a unique figure in the world, who can make the mainland tremble three times by stomping his feet, which makes Zhu Yuan dare not relax his vigilance.

Zhu Yuan moved cautiously, but his mouth pretended to be full of indifference: "Old man, you have been here for a long time." Why don't you go into the outer heavens?"

At this moment, Zhu Yuan saw that endless black light appeared in the old man's hand and body, surrounding him.

The light of wisdom is fading, and he is gradually becoming the old man with a broomstick.

His time has come.

The old man's eyes changed suddenly, the broom was raised, the circle and the golden light dissipated the void at the same time, and then he seemed to see something terrible, his eyes became extremely reverent, and behind the back of his hand, a faint voice came out of his mouth: "The fifth generation of the Flood Desolation Ancient Body, he is waiting for the fifth generation of the Flood Desolation Ancient Body." I'm not a desolate ancient body. ”

"The fifth generation, Bai Xu Avenue is said to be the fifth, what is going on?"

The faint voice gradually strengthened: "The fifth generation of the Flood Desolation Ancient Body will appear, and the Lingshen Continent will be destroyed, and it will definitely be destroyed." ”

The light of wisdom in the eyes of the old man is disappearing, and he is gradually returning to dementia.

But at this moment, a dark, ghostly light rushed out from under the old man's eyes, trying to occupy his body.

The voice became unfamiliar and arrogant: "Gai Shuangtian, you are an abominable stealer, taking my resources, you are a villain, a despicable villain. Gai Shuangtian, although I am defeated, but I will live forever in the outer heavens, let your dreams become illusory, I want you to never be reborn. ”

Hahaha

A burst of laughter came out, and Qiongqiong's black light rose behind the old man, covering the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon were lightless, and even the white fog in the sky was forcibly pushed away, and the sky outside the sky became a demonic land.

Almost at the same time, the place was shaken, and the ancient halls that were suspended began to close to the place, forming a very unfamiliar pattern around the thatched houses.

Zhu Yuan seemed to have seen this pattern somewhere, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

The sky trembled wildly, the whirlwind was blowing, and everything was subservient to the old man's feet.

The crows crows come and go, and they are connected in one piece, which makes people dizzy.

Zhu Yuan stood on the spot, because he had been prepared, the cloudless sword held it in his hand, levitated, and the light of the stars appeared, resisting the erosion of the demon clouds.

He couldn't believe his eyes, the old man's body was changing, and it seemed that there was some terrible demonic beast in his body.

How is this possible?

The old man fell into complete madness, and the previous light of wisdom was completely extinguished, bringing with him a terrifying, terrifying magic light.

Zhu Yuan really couldn't figure out why, there was no sign of making people look like this.

Is it hatred? It can't be. What kind of hatred can make a powerful monk willing to become a demon, and be stupid and indifferent for the rest of his life?

He didn't dare to think about it, and tried his best to control the stars and resist the demon clouds.

It's too powerful, Zhu Yuan went all out, but he could only survive in a while, which was simply a power beyond the sky.

The entire space is under his control, and he has become the demon god who rules life and death here.

"Gai Shuangtian, don't think that you can escape perfectly if you escape into reincarnation, this is impossible, I will guard here for the rest of my life, your reincarnated person will never be able to be inherited. I was defeated, but I survived.