In the boundless chaos, a little golden light in the mist is knocked down and submerged by the tide of chaos, the golden light rises and falls in the tide of chaos, ups and downs, and a little golden light escapes, such as gold dust withering, the slightest divinity is consumed in the chaos, the golden light is swaying, flickering bright and dark, and drifting away in the chaos.

This is a chaotic water world, a chaotic water world that can wipe out everything.

This kind of chaotic water is another way to trace the origin of water, tracing the origin of water that is older than the source of life, the Sanguang Divine Water, and his end point is not in the Flood Wilderness, nor in the Pangu Period, but in the Chaos God and Demon Era before Pangu.

He should be looking for the Chaos Water God or the Way of the Chaos Water Demon among the three thousand Chaos Gods and Demons.

This chaotic water should have disappeared, or it didn't exist at all, but he traced it back to this water, even if it was only on the edge, even if it only had a little chaotic attribute, but he finally came into contact with that realm.

I don't know how long it took, maybe 30,000 years, maybe 100,000 years, and he took a way back.

The Tao is different and does not conspire with each other, so he has always been very withdrawn and alone.

Because he has the Tao in his heart, he can endure loneliness.

No one understands him, and he doesn't need the understanding of a drifter.

Against the passage of time, his people can't do it, but his way does.

He walked two paths that were very different from Shiji's and most people.

If she guessed correctly, his Wind Dao was also tracing the Chaos Wind Dao.

"The seniors are magnificent, and the younger generations admire!"

Lyra's divine radiance flows, chaos rises and falls, and I sincerely admire.

An old man in a gray robe appeared, his gray eyes were chaotic, his gray hair was like water, and the tide of chaos was eased by the appearance of the old man.

Lyra's eyebrows and heart flowed, like a small sun, constantly exuding golden radiance, Lyra slowly rose, and the golden flow under his feet was the divine golden light that had been consumed by the waters of chaos.

"It's only been three years since the divinity has been condensed to such an extent that you have impressed the ancestor. ”

The old man's voice was like a chaotic tide, but it was very peaceful.

"The seniors have won awards, but they are just step-by-step, and the mediocre people do it, and they are not as amazing as the predecessors!"

The corners of the old man's mouth hooked, and he should have smiled, "If you were born in my time, this world would definitely not be what it is now." ”

"Isn't that good?"

"Okay?" the old man hooked the corners of his mouth, which should be sarcastic, "The ancestor has not spoken for a long time. ”

"Are you the good corpse of Kunpeng's predecessor?"

"Good is like water. ”

The gray-robed old man actually used a sentence from Lao Tzu.

"There are fewer and fewer different voices. The old man's eyes seemed to darken, and he was a little distracted.

He's supposed to be a man with a lot of stories.

"Those two sentences of yours are very good, but I should add one sentence, Heavenly Dao should not be like this. ”

Lyra was speechless.

Tianqin sighed and said, "How long are seniors going to trap me?"

The old man shook his head and said, "You can't get out." ”

"My predecessors want me to be divine?"

The old man said slightly apologetically: "The ancestor has encountered a bottleneck, and he wants to try to fuse your divine nature to test the Chaos Divine Water. ”

Tianqin nodded and said, "It seems that the seniors have been to the Wa Palace." ”

"Can you guess this?" the old man's voice was surprised, but there was no surprise on his face.

Lyra sighed and said, "It seems that I was really unlucky, and I met the evil corpse of my predecessor." ”

There was finally a hint of surprise on the old man's face.

In the old man's surprised look, Tianqin disappeared, and a bridge appeared in the chaos, and time flowed under the bridge, the sun and the moon at the head of the bridge were parallel, and Bu Zhou stood in the center, and a golden divine shadow stood on the top of Bu Zhou, with hundreds of millions of stars above his head!