The sunlight slanted down, turning into colorful brilliance through the crystals on the green leaves.

Under the tree, the boy lay in the shadows, squinting his eyes, looking at the clouds coming and going, as if he had seen countless passers-by in the red dust.

Coming in a hurry, leaving in a hurry, there are a lot of obstacles, and when I leave, I can't let go and have to let go.

Luoyang's thoughts gradually faded away with the clouds, and at this moment, the talisman that seemed to be broken shone brightly, and there was a strange sound of inviting to fight.

"I have heard for a long time that Luo Daoyou's swordsmanship is unparalleled, Tang Mohan, please give me advice!"

"Tang Mohan ......"

Whispering this unfamiliar name, Luoyang turned over and sat up, reached out and sucked the talisman into his palm, and looked at the young man in the ring through the overlapping light and shadow.

He looks old, his bone age is very small, but he looks like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, dressed in a robe painted with ink landscapes, standing on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, and a calm chuckle on the corner of his mouth.

Spiritual power poured into the talisman, and a few streams of light fell into the void, opening a gap.

Luoyang picked up the little beast, strode into the cave, reached out and held the heavenly sword, without being verbose, without asking, starting with the tide breaking sword style.

Tang Mohan calmly stepped back, raised his hand to calligraphy and painting, outlined the characters, and wrote the word "seal" under the empty book.

Inky light flowed on the characters, and hundreds of chains spread all over the void, blocking the wave-like sword light and annihilating it.

Nangong Rongruo nodded with satisfaction, turned around to look at the Demon Emperor, and said softly, "Let's do it." ”

The Demon Emperor nodded, looked at the crimson polar region, glanced at the dozing young ancestor, and said, "Qingxu, something happened to Formaya!"

The young patriarch opened his eyes suddenly, and as soon as he stepped out, he had already appeared in the outer polar regions, standing in the cold wind, looking at the frozen red earth.

The rest of the supreme emperors came back and forth, looking at the dead and silent capital, those believers were kneeling until the moment of death, surrounding the peaks in the cold east wind, dedicating everything to the existence of faith, but they did not know that the existence of faith had abandoned them early in the morning.

"What a wreck!"

Zhang Junbao squinted his eyes, looked around the crowd, and couldn't help but panic when he didn't see Itgrad.

The chessboard unfolds, and the situation in this corner is particularly obvious.

The Six Kingdoms were defeated, and it was impossible to make a bold move against the Qin State, and it was impossible for the Four Realms of Gods and Demons to watch the unification and revival of the world, so they would inevitably stab the knife in the back.

Formaya is a good knife, and the Donghu and Xiongnu on the steppe are also good knives.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and if Formaya fell to such an end, where would the grassland go?

"Hey......"

The young ancestor's light sigh was extremely harsh, the ice and snow in the mountains danced wildly, the Nine Poles Heavenly Dew Bright Lotus and the Earth's Center Xuanjing Essence rose before and after, the glacier cracked, and a ray of bright light flew high, suspended between the Nine Extremes Heavenly Dew Sky Lotus and the Earth's Center Xuanjing Essence, the colorful light was dazzling, accompanied by yin and yang, and it was the Book of Creation and Transformation!

"Nangong Rongruo, you can take this Nine Extremes Heavenly Dew Bright Lotus and Earth Center Xuanjing Essence. ”

The young patriarch said softly, waved his hand and handed the two treasures to Nangong Rongruo, looked at the book of heaven that was close at hand, and waved his hand to hide it in his sleeve.

Nangong Rongruo accepted the two treasures, was silent for a moment, turned his hand and offered a small mirror, the mirror was shining, showing that the light and shadow were the scene of the incident.

"Qingxu, Master, after 10,000 years, I'm back again!"

The low roar of the Son of Formaya overpowered the sound of the fierce wind, and the young patriarch raised his head, sighed softly again, looked around at the puzzled peak, and muttered for a moment to explain the origin of the statue.

"Do you know about Cao Qingfan, the real person?"

The crowd shook their heads and looked at each other, all confused.

The young patriarch and the master lived too long, and if they really counted according to the secular world, they did not know how many great-grandchildren they were.

The Demon Emperor frowned, pondered for a long time, and said, "Isn't that old demon who cultivates with calamity?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Nanli at the same time, and Nan was even more suspicious, and he didn't know that there was such a number one person in the clan.

"He's not a demon, he's a human!"

The young patriarch spoke, and there was a little powerlessness in his voice.

The sound of the wind and snow was heavy, and after a long time, the young patriarch continued: "Cao Qingfan used to be the chief of execution under the human emperor, and the gods, demons, and ghosts burned the song that night, and thousands of people from the Cao clan, whether young or strong, were all buried in the true fire of the sun......

"But this is not a reason for him to go crazy, the demon clan killed his family, and he destroyed the creatures of the demon clan......? Hundreds of races, that clan is worse than the current Qinglong and White Tiger!"

The Demon Emperor frowned, interrupting the words of the young patriarch, the sun and fire danced in his eyes, staring at the back of the young patriarch, and asked coldly: "And he killed not only demons, but also people, Shu Mountain, Coffin Mountain, Black Feather Pavilion...... Nearly a hundred clans from the Human Emperor period were all destroyed by him!"

"Qingxu, I remember that you promised to kill him back then, why did your subordinates show mercy and cause disaster?"

The young patriarch smiled lightly, looked up at the sky, and said, "It's not that my subordinates show mercy, but they can't kill him, you all think that Cao Qingfan is just the pinnacle of a crazy demon but you don't know that he is the incarnation of the sky!"

"The treasures of the Six Realms are all in the Dao, what can be used to cut the sky? The sword cannot be killed, the axe cannot be destroyed, the water and fire are not invaded, and the thunder and fire are just the nourishment for cultivation......

Hearing the sound, all the top were silent, and they all shared a hexagram for their own incense inheritance, a few people were happy, and a few people were sad.

"As a last resort, the master thought of a plan, planning to use luck to trap Cao Qingfan alive and dead, no matter how strong he is, he can't resist the passage of time, not to mention that in that world, Cao Qingfan is a person who is against the trend, the way of heaven is not tolerated, and it is a matter of time before he dies. ”

"Then why did he see the light of day again and do such a ...... here Such a loss of conscience?"

The old man of the medicine valley waved the dust lightly, looked around the crimson polar region, and couldn't help but feel compassionate.

"Because Kunlun closed the mountain, because the world was divided, because Cao Qingfan was not a person who went against the trend in this world, what he did was exactly what Tiandao wanted to do!"

The voice of the young patriarch was full of helplessness, and his expression was regretful, like a talented man who cherishes spring but can't keep it, sorrow in his heart, in his eyes, and between his eyebrows.

This is the general trend, even if you don't want to, you can only go with it, and you can't predict it.

The top of the list was silent, and Nangong Rongruo took back the small mirror and took out a compass, wanting to find out Cao Qingfan's whereabouts.

"Don't peek, for our fun!"

The hoarse voice was mixed with the polar wind, and the person who spoke seemed to have old phlegm in his throat, and all the supreme emperors knew that this voice was disguised, for the so-called fun!

Nangong Rong Ruo retracted the rotating compass, bowed to the young patriarch, and hurriedly returned to the Heavenly Palace, there are more and more variables in the Six Realms.

"Oh, what the hell is a female doll, this is scared away, it's really boring, then the rest of the tops, let's make a game. ”

"My name is Cao Qingfan, and the master said that I was a madman, but that female doll in the outer way was even crazier than me, and I didn't want to mess with him, so the scope of our game was in the Five Realms of Gods, Demons, Demons, and Demons. ”

"This is a big place, I have chosen hundreds of lucky cities here, among them are my statues, three days, find them all even if you win, if you can't find them, even if I win......"

"Oh, by the way, many of you are dolls, you may not know my rules, it's very simple, it's a winner takes all, so if you lose, these cities will be mine, you are not allowed to cry your nose, hahaha......"

Crazy laughter echoed in the frost of the polar regions, and the young ancestor raised his head and looked up at the polar regions that were about to enter the eternal night, and the entire continent was annihilated by a sword.

Since then, it has been a deserted place of death, and the kingdom of Formaya exists only between the lines of the history books.

"Don't doubt his words, go and look for it, if you can't find it, it will bring countless sacrifices!"

The young patriarch looked at the top of the middle, turned around and walked towards the academy, Kunlun couldn't do anything about this matter, if he wanted to catch Cao Qingfan, he had to look at the academy.

The master had already waited under the tree in advance, looking down at the empty chessboard, unable to understand Cao Qingfan's intention to do this.

Cao Qingfan is a madman, but he is also a madman who has a purpose in everything he does.

"Does the sky in him still exist?"

The young patriarch leaned on the peach tree, wondering about this most important thing, in the past, only one projection and one incarnation of the sky could inflict heavy damage on the cultivators of the Six Realms.

If it is two celestial projections and the Dark Moon Tribulation not long after, I am afraid that the Six Realms will face the era of the end of the law.

The way of heaven is annihilated, all things are extinguished, and the next cycle is restarted in a dead silence.

"In, and it is far stronger than the sky in Luoyang's body, their existence has no commonality, there can only be one Cangtian incarnation in an era, so no matter what Cao Qingfan does now, there is one thing he will inevitably do in the future, that is, kill Luoyang and devour the sky in his body!"

"Gotta figure it out, we're running out of time......"

"yes, we're running out of time. ”

......

The younger generation in the mountains did not know about this disaster, and they were still showing off their morale and competing for a high level.

Once again, the chains that blocked the void were shattered by the sword light, Tang Mohan took a few steps back, looked up at Luoyang, who had disappeared, and probed his hand to write, the word "slow" spread out, and everything in a radius of more than ten steps slowed down, including Luoyang, who urged the instantaneous shadow step.

"Bondage!"

With his fingers as the pen, Tang Mohan forgot himself to write the next word again, and the wisps of ink seemed to cut off the unsorted and chaotic love threads, surging towards Luoyang's hands and feet.

"Prajna is like a sharp vajra flame. ”

The wisdom sword is invisible, cutting the love thread, the selfless Luoyang does not advance but retreats, hovering outside the realm of stagnant time, carefully looking, slowly watching, at a certain moment, the sword moves, the sky is full of sword light, calming the turmoil.

"Scatter!"

Lifting the pen and writing, the light and shadow dispersed into an aura hovering on Tang Mohan's side, and the young man sketched the strokes again and wrote a "reverse" word.

The aura turned into sword light again, but it attacked Luoyang.

"A thought blooms!"

"Scatter!"

Qinglian was written away again, Luoyang frowned, slashed out a sword to listen to the thunder, and the turmoil that came back from the shattered and broken back dissipated, looking at the young man who was still selfless.

"Wind, fire, thunder, water, earth!"

Tang Mohan wrote five big characters in one go, the sky and the earth were discolored, the wind was like a knife, the fire burned the sky, the thunder punishment was coming, the huge waves were catching the sky, and the earth was shaking.

Luoyang couldn't help but smile bitterly, as the old saying goes, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, this ten sons of the Heavenly Palace are really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and Tang Mohan in front of him is stronger than the Son of Heaven.

Regardless of the others, let's just say that this Dao method that simulates the Great Luo Tribulation can stand alone in the Six Realms!