Su Yuchen felt in his heart, the experience not long ago reappeared, pieced together the stars, turned into pictures, formed constellations one by one, and erupted in grand rhyme, the law is like the sea, the same stars, different arrangements, but produce completely different powers, completely different ways.

Could it be that this is the true meaning of the Speech Master, the convergence of different ways and laws to achieve transformation and sublimation.

Thinking of this, the boy couldn't calm down, it was like opening a door, for the master of words, the understanding was deeper, and once again he sank his mind, his heart was ethereal, the whole world, only himself, the only unchanging eternity.

In this process, naturally, the things outside his body, a kind of Tao and law, still erupted, resisting the bones of the god of death, not really calming down, but becoming natural, and every collision added a kind of peace, moving with the heart.

Not far away, when the Dead Qi Dao people saw this, their eyes were fierce all of a sudden, the silence was even more terrifying, the killing intent was endless, it was obvious, knowing what the young man was going to do, the current violent "shot", the destruction was rolling in, the breath of death flooded the heavens and the earth, and there was no absolute confidence before, everything was under control, and he became jealous.

In fact, he was shocked, and his heart changed dramatically, in the previous time, he had always regarded the two of them as chopping blocks, and he could kill them at will, but now it is not like that at all, he has used several means, all of them have been resolved, and his strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he can't help but feel jealous.

However, he was not afraid, he did not get to that point, he evolved from the essence, sublimated death, and there were two more Jedi who died between heaven and earth, devouring the two of them, and the vitality passed away, destroying everything.

At the very least, the boy is completely like this, unable to break free, the bones of the god of death emit monstrous death, darkening the void, extinguishing the light, breaking all the laws, and consuming it.

At this moment, Su Yuchen's heart is calm and ethereal, and at the same time, he wants to bring together different ways, he understands very well that this may be the only hope to resolve the current crisis.

The breath of death completely enveloped him, oblising the law, eroding the flesh, and the vitality passed quickly, if it weren't for the parchment in his arms, flowing out of the clear light, weakening the destruction, now the blood has dried up, and it is also the most important reason why he dares to do this, after all, life is unhindered in a short period of time, the sound of the Tao sounded, the divine power boiled, and it became grand, colliding with the death pouring into the body, guarding the body, nourishing every inch of flesh and blood.

Parchment, I don't know where it came from, and even how it appeared, I don't know it at all, in his memory, I haven't seen it before, and I was brought on it inexplicably, but I know that it is incomparably precious, it is precisely because of it that Lu Yunxi awakened his divinity, and became a monk from a mortal, and at this moment, the sound of the Tao is majestic and vast, such as facing a heaven and earth, the law roars, blessing him, and it is not exhausted.

Su Yuchen is calm and natural, not only in his state of mind, but also in his movements, as if he is overcoming rigidity with softness and resolving the impact of death, but he is also coughing up blood and encountering a crisis, which is even more terrifying.

Only by putting it together can there be vitality.

In Italy, completely different Taos, all kinds of laws, are converging together, and by the divine consciousness of the young man, it seems that there is an invisible hand that pulls everything together for the so-called patchwork.

Of course, he still felt, but it was just these kinds of things, connecting them with each other, like a thread, threading together, to determine the shape and appearance, and maybe when they converge, they would change everything.

A river, seemingly eternal, no longer flowing, contains the ultimate calm.

A star, suspended in the void, the carrier of the avenue, twelve pictures emerge, one by one constellations, flowing rhyme, like an immortal monument.

A figure, holding a bowstring, pulled into the shape of a full moon, and an arrow condensed, representing the peerless fierceness, exuding a general trend that pierces the world and is unbreakable.

In addition, there is a drop of water, the law of turning long years into a moment, is an endless explosive force, the water drops through the stone, and the last one falls, crushing the hard rock, shaking into powder.

One by one, one by one, Su Yuchen imagined a lot, and his thoughts continued to extend, but in the end he gave up all of them, feeling unrealistic and unable to succeed, although he put together them in his heart, he also needed to be real, because it was not just unreal.

Soon after, Su Yuchen had a flash of inspiration, and he could also depict the things that existed between heaven and earth, and implied the true meaning of nature, and the existing things were more convenient to improve and continue to improve.

Scanning everything, in the end, it was decided to piece together a galaxy, the law of Italy, as a choice at this time, it is very suitable, and there are heaven and earth, which can be combined with each other and learn from each other.

The galaxy between heaven and earth, transformed by hundreds of millions of rays of starlight, dotted with stars, can be said to be the most beautiful scene in the world, magnificent and majestic, making people look up and extremely amazing.

A galaxy appeared in Su Yuchen's heart, not a condensation of laws, just a thought, and the imagination that is now unfolding does not depict it, feeling the fluctuations and unique rhyme.

Then, he looked at the things in Italy, a calm river, a star, and the divine sense emanated, acting on the past, bringing the two together for what is called a patchwork.

The galaxy is not a river, but at this moment, the young man's heart is reshaped, perhaps it is his understanding, the stars fall into the stars, and the pictures return to the basics, are driven, and merge into the river.

At the same time, the rivers and stars outside the boy's body also converged, and the two ways and laws evolved into each other, and the rhyme became different as soon as they came into contact with each other.

The stars fall, the stars are endless, and the majestic laws fill the heavens and the earth, no longer a picture, a constellation, returning to the most essential rhyme, flowing into the river, patchwork and fusion.

A hanging galaxy, the river at this time, the real river, is not only the starlight, two kinds of Tao, two laws, under the action of divine consciousness, integrated into one, the avenue rhyme, sublimation in simplicity.

Not far away, the pupils of the Death Qi Dao people were cold and piercing, flashing with a faint light, like a substantial killing intent, and as they continued to speak, the bones of the Death Reaper became even more terrifying, and the power of death was monstrous, destroying everything.

Obviously, he sensed something, which made his heart uneasy, and his ruthless and cold shot had lost human emotion, which was incomparably terrifying, making people feel hopeless, as if facing a living dead without any life.

Rumble!

Pieces of bones of the god of death, the origin law of death, at this moment, all the bombardment came over, and a hell devoured it, which could not be avoided, and only resistance could be resolved.

''Bang''

In the end, the two collided together, and there was a sound that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, and the fluctuations swept out, and the platform under his feet was broken, as if it was about to break through, completely collapsed, and huge cracks spread out, disintegrating and falling apart at any time.

Drip drip, drip ......

There is no doubt that Su Yuchen is still invincible, even if he gathers the galaxy, but the breath of death can destroy everything, he flew out upside down, half of his body was stained red with blood, the flesh exploded, and dripped to the ground, a completely miserable scene.

However, he did not die, he was still the parchment in his arms, flowing with clear light, and at that moment the divine power surged, rushing into the fluctuations of destruction in the body, dissolving half of it, and only then did he not die and survived.

The body flew upside down, what Su Yuchen captured, it was the lack of sharpness, although the galaxy was majestic and magnificent, there was no momentum that could not be broken, and the fly in the ointment was also because of this, the collision just now was incapable of the enemy and fell into such a dangerous desperate situation.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly gathered the law again, because it had been hit hard, life had passed a lot, and the breath of death was extremely terrifying, and the situation was extremely dangerous, and he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest.

On the other hand, the difference between the Tao and the law, if you want to merge together, it takes more time, the young man is going backwards, the speed is as fast as lightning, even if he is seriously injured, he opens up the distance and increases the time for understanding.

However, the bones of the god of death that stretched out the distance, like black lightning, shot over, and where they passed, the void collapsed, losing the light, and the darkness was a piece of darkness, occupying a quarter of the platform, to devour the boy, and completely destroy.

However, there is still a distance, but it is also constantly shortening, and in the end it will be swallowed up, and it is impossible to escape.

A galaxy, majestic atmosphere, magnificent and magnificent, of course, calm, almost no flow, eternal general, and the real galaxy between heaven and earth, existence is different, because that is his understanding, no waves, is the essence, in fact, extremely important power.

''Poof''

At this moment, Su Yuchen spit out blood from his mouth, not the bones of the god of death, but from the body, the law of the sharp and the laws of the galaxy, it was difficult to fuse, and it was counterattacked, even if the divine sense was effected, it was not spared.

Fierce and majestic, and calm, as if they could not coexist, and the constant attempts all failed, and they could not converge.

Time passed again, and the boy was a little disheartened and unable to merge, just like the road ahead was bleak, shrouded in darkness again, and it was difficult to escape death, in fact, at this moment, the bones of the god of death had come closer, exuding endless destruction, bombarding it.

An indescribable tragic aura, ruthless, cold, and desperate, evolving death, sublimating death, and sublimating death, the cultivator of the double heaven of the spiritual realm will be instantly destroyed, terrifying, and suffocating.

''Boom''

In the end, unable to get rid of death, Su Yuchen flew out upside down like a tide, and flew out upside down for the seventh time, all over his body was bright red blood, even the void was dyed red, he was like a kite with a broken string, extremely weak, and was about to die.

Naturally, it is still the parchment in his arms, dissolving death, guarding the last bit of vitality, and the blood and qi are not completely exhausted, otherwise he would have fallen and become a dead man.

However, at this moment, a vast rhyme swept out, a supreme law, in front of the young man, a figure appeared, holding a bowstring, in the shape of a full moon, condensing all the Dao power, and rushed out directly, and the bones of the god of death that bombarded again, collided together, and it was a jade burner.