The ancient emperor of the turtle saw that Wang Yu, who was paying attention to this place with his divine sense, smiled dumbly, this old turtle is quite able to adjust his mentality!

From a unique emperor to a tool under his hands, the turtle can still enjoy suffering.

It is no wonder that among the primeval emperors, it has the highest evaluation and the best reputation.

He has never taken the initiative to kill anyone and preached, and this kind of behavior is probably comparable to only one Amitabha Buddha in the world!

But in the bottom of his heart, Wang Yu's vigilance against this old turtle was instantly adjusted to the highest!

Amitabha Buddha, who has never killed anyone in his life, is so ruthless that he regards the Buddhist believers of the entire universe as stepping stones for the obsession of becoming an immortal.

Of course, jealousy is jealousy, but Wang Yu did not choke on food because of jealousy.

The combat power of the Extreme Dao sent to the door by himself does not need to be used in vain, if he really dares to fight against the water, Wang Yu does not mind killing it.

After spending the first time on the pole road, Wang Yu was no longer afraid of the lords of the forbidden area.

Really moved, those dark supremes hiding in the forbidden area counted one, and he was sure to lie down.

Like the former underworld, there are three forbidden areas where the Extreme Dao Supreme sits in the forbidden area, and now Wang Yu has some confidence to level it.

Of course, don't be afraid, Wang Yu can't push all the forbidden areas like Ye Fan at present.

If the four Extreme Dao Supremes join forces, they will be able to draw with him and even gain the upper hand.

The five Extreme Dao Supremes joined forces, and most of them were going to face a big defeat.

Once the number of Dark Supremes who attacked him exceeded five, he would have no other way but to go away and lie dormant.

However, Wang Yu is confident that even if the master of the forbidden area is all out, it is impossible to leave his life.

Even now, even if he is facing the emperor and the immortal emperor of this era, he is not at all sure.

After all, it was really only the middle of the primeval era at this time, and it was not too long since these two old yin men had escaped from the world.

Without the baptism of transformation for millions of years, they must still have a long way to go from the special realm of the Red Dust Immortal.

Wang Yu chose to acquiesce to the manipulation of the Xuangui Ancient Emperor, after all, this guy's arrangement is still beneficial to him at present.

As for whether the Xuangui Ancient Emperor who participated in it would have a big gain in the process? Wang Yu didn't care!

What he lacks is not the Tao of sentient beings, but for him the Tao that sentient beings can provide is just the icing on the cake.

What he lacked now was an idea that would inspire him, a way of thinking that he had never seen before, and that would open up the key for him to live out his third life.

As long as Shouyuan does not lag behind, Wang Yu is sure that he will rely on the current accumulation of knowledge to catch up with the immortal emperor and emperor in terms of Taoism and combat power.

Because the location of the dojo is in Beidou, it didn't even arrive for a day, and the small world of the dojo became crowded.

Fortunately, everyone who came here knew whose dojo this was, and they didn't dare to turn this place into a bazaar and a ring!

Under the guidance and manipulation of the Xuangui Ancient Emperor who was hiding behind the scenes, a carnival belonging to the monks began.

In just a hundred years, tens of thousands of divine channel methods have flowed out of the dojo, and at the same time, nearly 100,000 kinds of dao methods have also merged into the dojo.

Even if Wang Yu only regarded these Taoism and supernatural powers as an add-on, he couldn't help but be speechless!

Although the dojo does not set a threshold for the level of Taoism and supernatural powers, this number can be regarded as terrifying.

As soon as the number is large, the effect that these Dao methods and supernatural powers can produce has undergone a qualitative change, and after reading these 100,000 kinds of Dao methods and supernatural powers, Wang Yu's vision has improved several times compared to the past!

Every day, countless sparks of thought collide and merge in his mind.

This made Wang Yu's excavation of his own heritage soar several times.

After he lived out the second life, the growth rate was somewhat slowed down, and in an instant, the shotgun changed into the fast lane, and it became stronger again!

In the past hundred years, hundreds of thousands of living beings have taken the stage to preach, the strongest is based on the fifth level of the quasi-emperor realm, and the weakest is just a mortal.

They describe a myriad of strange and jumble stories, some of which can make people laugh off their big teeth, while others are thought-provoking and profound.

In the eyes of the world, some of these 'Taos' are even more deviant and have embarked on crooked paths.

But Wang Yu listened to all the comers.

Unfortunately, for the first 100 years, he still had no idea how to live out the third life.

According to the original promise, after naming the three best preachers, Wang Yu ordered the Xuangui Ancient Emperor to start the second centennial sermon.

In fact, apart from the selection of three lucky winners every hundred years, the process in the dojo has not changed at all.

Thousands of years are fleeting.

The dojo set up by Wang Yu has been hanging empty over the holy city for 2,000 years.

The Terrans of the Northern Regions have developed at a rapid pace in the past two thousand years!

With Wang Yu, the titular human emperor, sitting in the Beidou, the creatures of all races on the ancient star of the Big Dipper directly saw the light and died for the small actions of the human race.

Countless Terran monks have found the most suitable supernatural powers and Taoism in the dojo.

Because of the prevalence of preaching, many Terran monks who could not see the way forward used it to point out their own path.

In the past two thousand years, the number of Terrans in the Northern Regions has increased by about ten times, the number of Terran monks has increased sixfold, and more than a dozen saints who can open up holy lands have been produced.

A massive amount of faith power poured into the main hall in the center of the dojo, rendering the main hall made of black stones with golden light.

"Beidou has been talking about the Tao for two thousand years, and my fate with all of you Daoists is over, old turtle, let your turtle son carry the dojo to Gouchen Guxing, except for the aborigines in the dojo, all the rest will be sent to the ground. ”

Two thousand years after the dojo was hung high, it was carried to the starry sky by a giant tortoise in the sound of the Big Dipper.

Since then, every thousand years, Wang Yu's dojo will rise from the ground and migrate to the next ancient star of life, the gathering place of the human race hanging high on this ancient star.

It took a full thirty times to stop, and the human race, which was once regarded as a blood-eating race in the entire universe, was freed from the weakness of the past in one fell swoop through Wang Yu's shameless help.

Until Wang Yu's dojo did not fall on any of the ancient stars of life, the human race living in these twenty-nine ancient stars of life had formed a complete cultivation mechanism, and as long as they were not targeted by the ten thousand races that coexisted in one ancient star of life, there would be no doubt about overturning.

In response to this situation, Wang Yu also left a trail hand, and in this 30,000-year-long journey of Taoism, he also had a lot of grace to the heavens and all the races.

For the sake of this incense, as long as there is no strong person to push it, the status of the human race will not fall into the blood food race again.

In the starry sky, a giant tortoise with a towering head is burying its head in the road.

The dojo it carries on its back has left endless legends in this world for 30,000 years.

Now, the owner of the dojo on his back has come to the end of his life!

Wan Dao, which should have been suppressed to death, had already begun to be unstable, and the Heavenly Heart Mark hanging high above the source of ten thousand Dao looked as if it was about to fall at any time!

The second life of the Human Emperor, after living for 30,000 years, finally ushered in the end!