Qingluo has become the existence in this world that has the best understanding and deepest understanding of the way of derivation since the beginning of the chaos gods and demons!

Taichu was one of the 12 Yuan Demons among the 3,000 Chaos Gods and Demons, and since Pangu opened the world, he followed the 3,000 Gods and Demons to the chaos and died under the Pangu Axe.

He died, and the Derivation Avenue sank from then on, and it no longer had the glory of the Twelve Yuan Dao in the Three Thousand Avenues. Even the 108,000 paths are not as good as the one that is about to dissipate into heaven and earth.

However, Qingluo gave up his own avenue of creation, fed back the derivation, and used the path of enlightenment in his life to achieve a small path, and the way of derivation accepted the law of Qingluo Avenue and instilled Qingluo's will.

It is one with him.

Destiny is connected to each other, luck is connected to each other, existence and death are connected to each other, and rise and fall are one with each other.

The path of derivation is made by the avenue of Qingluo's creation, so the will of Qingluo is the will of the way of derivation!

Derived Dao Spirit, and Qingluo's seamless connection and integration.

For the first time, Qingluo was so close to the Tao, so integrated with the only one, he was the Tao, and the Tao was him!

The way of derivation can derive the beginning and end of all the world, and the "new" is born from the decaying and old things!

The path of derivation can derive the three thousand avenues of the world, and all the alternation of the old and the new in the world is the evolution of derivation, the path of derivation.

Qingluo opened his eyes, and the long river of fate touched in his eyes was even more vast and majestic in his eyes!

Qingluo's life star also declined from this, and it declined to the extreme, and the life star landed thousands of feet and thousands of feet, falling from a very high bright star position to the bottom of the stars.

But the path of derivation has since reappeared, and it is called one of the 108,000 paths of the derivative path!

Qingluo is very satisfied, although it is a small path, but this path is his, he and the Tao have reached a complete integration, he holds a single one, he is the master of the derivative path!

But just as Qingluo was taking a breath, the five spirit gourds trembled violently, and the Great Dao Spirit Pattern trembled, and even cracks appeared.

Qingluo did not hesitate at all, flipped his hand and released the Yin Yang Ancestor. He knew that the five spirit treasures could only be trapped for a few more moments, but it would be at the cost of damage to the spirit treasure, and he didn't want this spirit treasure that had accompanied him for countless years to be damaged, not only because the spirit treasure had a spirit, but also because Qingluo had a heart.

Qingluo released the Yin Yang Ancestor, and his hand holding the gourd froze.

A magnificent giant tower that reaches the sky and is extremely deep in the lower town, with hundreds of millions of god patterns, stands in front of Qingluo's eyes.

As soon as this tower comes out, up to the heavenly way, down to the tunnel, there is humanity in it, all the roads have induction, and the treasure mark instantly freezes the seal of the heavenly way, and the imprint is imprinted.

Named: Innate Treasure

Yuanling Pagoda

The fourth piece between heaven and earth appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and it was carved into the innate treasure by the way of heaven!

Since the chaos has not come out, the jade disc of creation has not been broken, and there is a mark on it with three thousand avenues, one hundred thousand thousand paths, and everything, and the natal path patterns of all living beings and spirits are imprinted on it.

After the creation of the jade disc opened the sky and shattered, scattered in many places, this piece was obtained by the Yin and Yang ancestor, when he got it, the creation of the jade disc and the tower as one, it took countless years to evolve.

This treasure, even if it evolves to the point where the Yin Yang Ancestor is suppressed under the abyss of disgust, it will take tens of millions of years to evolve, but the Yin Yang Ancestor for a glimmer of life, at the expense of his own Yuan Shen, and in the long river of fate, take the opportunity to evolve, finally, this innate treasure came out!

The Yin Yang Ancestor stood in front of the tower, his graceful figure formed a huge contrast with the infinite tower, but it added to the power of the Yin Yang Ancestor.

Yin Yang Ancestor didn't move, he cried!

He sacrificed too much for this treasure. Sacrificing himself, in order to avoid damage in the evolution of the Arcana, he did not use it in the Dao Demon Tribulation, and after escaping from death, he used a long time to conceive the Arcana, and his cultivation did not progress.

Even when Lao Tzu took away his Dao back then, he also used it for Zeng, because he was reluctant, and he also knew that in the realm of saints, the innate treasure could not reverse the situation.

Even if he was suppressed by the night town for a thousand years, he never used it, just for the counterattack of Baocheng.

This old man, old tears, Yubao twins, endless years, there is only such a tower in his heart.

The Yin Yang Ancestor has entered the devil's mind, and now he can only rely on this tower, and this tower is also worthy of his reliance, and he can rely on it.

He only has this tower now.

The old man stretched out his hand and touched the pagoda, tears fell, and he laughed again, with great joy and great sorrow.

Qingluo was shocked in his heart, he thought that the Yin Yang Ancestor would have a backhand, but he didn't expect that there would be an innate treasure!

In Zixiao Palace, Tongtian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said, "Master, I am willing to retrieve the fragments for you." ”

He saw very clearly that the reason why this innate treasure could become a treasure was because there were fragments of the endless natal patterns of the Creation Jade Disc recorded at that moment, and because of the Creation Jade Disk, this treasure was conceived for a long time before it was made today.

Hongjun sat on the top, shaking his head and saying nothing. It's just that the light behind his head shines, and a round of jade seal divine disc manifests out.

Tongtian's pupils dilated instantly, and he was shocked!

Because the Creation Jade Disc behind Hongjun is complete, and the disguise of the non-power supernatural power is complete.

Tongtian was shocked, and he said suspiciously: "Teacher, this treasure, is it complete?"

Hongjun nodded and shook his head.

He said: "This treasure is no longer a jade disc of creation, but a disc of the Heavenly Dao!"

If the Creation Jade Disc is broken, it will be broken, and even if all the fragments are recovered, it will also be broken.

I created the missing part of the Jade Disc of Creation, and I created it with the Heavenly Dao, and the Disc of the Heavenly Dao was originally complete, so where did the fragment come from?"

Tongtian was shocked in his heart, bent down and said, "Teacher***** look up." "The height of the Hongmeng Supreme Treasure is the most precious treasure in the entire Hongmeng, the strength of the Cultivation Treasure, the teacher's strength is even more terrifying than he imagined, maybe he has been able to set foot in the eighth heaven!

In the wall of the plane, the five saints were equally shocked. Lao Tzu looked at the pagoda that straddled heaven and earth, and felt that it was very obstructive to his eyes, because the person standing in front of the pagoda had already disgusted him. Moreover, once only his tower could be so majestic and tall.

Yuan Shi Tianzun touched the Pangu Banner in his hand and shook his head, he felt that the Yuanling Pagoda was far worse than his Pangu Banner!

Amitabha Buddha looked at Zhun Ti and wanted to stretch out his hand.

It's just that a red glow of neon color blocked the front of the two saints one step faster.

Nuwa held a map of mountains and rivers in one hand and a red hydrangea in the other, and said with a smile on her face: "Two Taoist friends, what are you doing?"

Zhun Ti Buddha's mother said with a smile: "This treasure is related to me, and Qingluo Xiaoyou has a kindness with me, so I have to save it." ”

Zhun Ti didn't hide his idea of wanting this innate treasure, but he gave a reason, a very reasonable reason.

Qingluo and Western Buddhism do have grace, grace is great, even if it is the cause of the Jiupin lotus seed to return the lotus platform, the cause of the westward journey of the sleepless heavenly city is still owed.

If it was the former Qingluo, even if there was an innate treasure, in the hands of a half-wasted person like the Yin Yang Ancestor, he would not be able to take the Qingluo.

It's a pity that today's Qingluo is not the Qingluo of the past.

Qingluo after the transfer of the Great Dao, his strength has been damaged again and again, without the law of the Great Dao of Creation, without the authority of heaven and earth of the Great Dao of Creation, he is very weak.

Qingluo's difficulty, he will not fail to save it, collecting treasure and saving Qingluo is smooth, and it is also a casual thing.

Nuwa Niangniang raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Don't bother with the two Taoist friends, Qingluo is the son of the Taoist choice that I value Nuwa, and I am more concerned about life and death, so I don't need the two Taoist friends to bother!"

Amitabha Buddha and Zhun Ti Buddha's mother glanced at each other, then folded their hands and said with a smile: "Good, good, I am too worried." ”

Above the Nightless Sky City, the figure of the Styx flashed out, he didn't expect Qingluo to dare to repair a small path that was about to collapse, at this time, it would definitely be Qingluo's weakest moment, so he rushed here.

Coming with tens of millions of blood gods, he could use the karmic fire red lotus to sense that the nine-rank blue lotus was in the mountains and seas of the Sleepless Heavenly City, and there was even a golden lotus that was not weak!

Tens of millions of blood gods flew into the sky, becoming a sea of blood covering the sky, and the sea of blood became a sword, and the two swords of Yuan Tu and Ah Nose were one, becoming a sword of killing Dao. The sword of killing the Dao, the sword melts the sea of blood turned by hundreds of millions of blood gods, the power of the killing Dao blooms unreservedly, the giant sword of 900 million zhang, across the night sky, the sword points to the place where it passes, nothing is not killed, nothing is not slaughtered!

The Weeping Blood Spirit Emperor got up and turned into a thorn that reached the sky, and at this moment, the endless thorns in the thorn domain all bowed down to their subordinates, and hundreds of millions of thorns fell to the ground, kneeling down to their supreme emperor.

The thorns turned into weeping blood, the rhizomes are connected to the roots of all the thorns by hundreds of millions of zhang, inheriting the power of trillions of thorns, turning into thorns like giant trees that support the sky, and the flowers bloom three thousand, the purple blood is exquisite, and the flowers of nothingness bloom.

In the east, there is a huge log, called Jianmu, which suppresses the east pole, and there is a dragon entrenched, and the east pole of heaven and earth.

No one may have seen how majestic the Tongtian Jianmu is, but today they have seen how magnificent the first thorn between heaven and earth is!

The height of the thorns, the height is extreme, it is higher than the universe, it is not in the heaven and the earth, and the thirty-three heavenly realms and the thirty-three realms of the Dao cannot stop the growth of the thorns.

In the thorny body, there was a loud roar, the roar was like the heaven and the earth exploding, which could shatter the earth, wind and water, and tear chaos!

In the north of Luzhou, in the ancestral witch hall, Xingtian was furious, that was his essence blood, and that was the angry cry of the father.

The Purple Blood Thorn was originally made by devouring the Pangu Giant Body and dissipating evil energy, and there was a trace of the Pangu Giant Body's divine source.

And Xingtian inherited the relics of the twelve ancestral witches in the Twelve Heavenly Gods Great Array, and obtained the purest bearing of Pangu's true body, and wept blood and drank the three drops of ancestral witch blood.

Therefore, that sound has the sound of Pangu.

Even if it was just a roar, it shocked many people. Styx was nervous and relaxed in his heart, fortunately, the thorns did not have the charm of Pangu, and he couldn't turn into a giant body of Pangu, otherwise he was afraid that he would not be able to eat and walk around today. I never thought that he would be stopped by a mere corpse today.

Weeping blood can't and won't turn into a giant body of Pangu, because he is the king of thorns, the king who rules over hundreds of millions of thorns in the world, and only thorns can make him the emperor!

Styx stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the sword of the Killing Dao carried tens of millions of blood gods, carrying the will to kill the Dao, and carrying the intention of the Dao of Killing, turned into a sword, and pointed at the Heavenly City that never sleeps.

At that moment, heaven and earth were shrouded in infinite killing machines, heaven and earth were killed, heaven and earth were overturned, and all living beings were mourned.

A sword changes the heavens and the earth, a sword kills billions of life and death, this is his Styx, this is the majesty of his Lord of the Sea of Blood, the Lord of the Killing Dao!

A sword breaks through the sky, a sword has three thousand flowers, three thousand purple spirit flowers are undefeated, flowers bloom and lose, and the sword passes through the remnants of the flowers in an instant.

The purple blood thorns were cut apart and broken, the sword blade broke through the thorns and thousands of feet, and the thorns were almost cut in two, but after all, this sword was stopped!

This sword is enough to make people respectful, because many great powers they can't do, and they won't resist this sword. However, this evil corpse has done it, crying blood in their eyes, it is no longer just an incarnation!

After the sword might, the heavens and the earth returned to clarity. The purple blood thorns were split and bridged, split in an instant, and bridged inch by inch.

As soon as the purple blood thorns were closed, the weeping blood stepped out with a pale face, and his face was still majestic.

Styx sneered, and with another finger of the sword, he was about to slash again.

But at this time, in the sky above the Sleepless Sky City, a dark yellow was permeated, and a tortoise shell was covered.

In the middle of the tortoise shell, there was an old man half-lying on it, leisurely and leisurely brushing down his sleeves, the sky reappeared, and a beam of sunlight shone on his body impartially.

Styx asked angrily, "Why do you have to meddle in this matter?"

Ge Kun narrowed his eyes, as if he was a little sleepy from the warm sun, and yawned, "What? Are the Styx Dao friends talking about me, old man?"

Leave me alone, you beat yours, and I, bask in my sun, each has nothing to do with it. ”

As he spoke, he stretched his arms, reclined down, and slept lazily.

Styx's face was furious, but he was jealous of Ge Kun. There's an old immortal messing around here, how can he do it?

In the long river of fate, after the Yin and Yang Ancestor touched the pagoda, he turned around, looked at Qingluo, and chuckled lightly, "It's the ancestor's turn to say, what other words do you have for your kid?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the pagoda, the Yuanling pagoda rose, and the tower body was engraved with hundreds of millions of divine patterns flashing, and the pagoda covered a piece of the universe, covered the space, and also covered the time.

Qingluo smiled bitterly, it was really feng shui in turn, he sent the Yin Yang Ancestor to the funeral, but he never thought that he would become the one who should be killed.

He didn't know what the power and wonder of this Heavenly Supreme Treasure was, but the power represented by these four words was beyond his ability to bear.

On the Yuanling Tower, the infinite divine pattern flies, the tower is engraved with all the natal patterns of all beings in heaven and earth, the spiritual pattern is blessed, a drop of water can turn into the ocean, and a stone can become the sacred mountain Kunlun.

Under the palm of the Yin Yang Ancestor, it was heavier than the collapse of the sky, and deeper than Kunlun, and Qingluo was suppressed in the Yuanling Pagoda.

Even though the giant tower stands majestically and towers to the extreme, and the young man under the tower is wrapped in a gold chain, he is not angry or afraid at all.

Qingluo sits cross-legged, four golden chains extend out, any everything, in front of Qingluo's Dao chain, is a combination of stripes, only need to lock the core one, you can imprison all things, prevent the evolution of things, prevent the evolution of things, prevent any changes in things. This is his reverse derivative technique.

Four golden chains, vertical and horizontal, implicated the four corners of the tower, the chain and the tower are entangled together, the tower into the gold chain, like a huge mountain is entered by the pangolin, drilled into it, broken into it, but the mountain can not be pressed, can not control it.