The fairy shadow behind Fang Geque fluttered, like a noble god mansion looking down on all beings, and the sky and the earth were eclipsed.

This ethereal breath seemed to come from outside the sky, without a trace of fireworks.

It is like an invisible avenue, but with a heavy and simple meaning.

The young man's face was solemn, this kind of Dao method beyond the will of heaven and earth, although it was only a superficial prototype, it was more dangerous than any time he had ever faced.

A sword slashes through the air, and disillusionment is traceless.

The world in his mind carried the mystery of the starry sky, urging the Xinghang Sword in his hand to rise slowly.

It seems to be extremely slow, but in fact, it hooks the strings of heaven and earth.

Ding Ding Ding.

The sound of continuous exchanges rang out, and the space swelled with waves.

The invisible Dao is intent to collide violently.

The Shadow of the Immortals was affected by the Dao of the Starry Sky and became clearer and more solid.

The figure couldn't see his facial features clearly, only the Dao intention was circulating around him.

He was vast and profound, revealing an eternal loneliness and loneliness, and a soft sigh faintly came from heaven and earth.

The immortal road is endless, and the immortal road is bleak. If you don't enter reincarnation, you can't go to shore.

There is a bleak mood between heaven and earth, like crying and complaining, like a heart-breaking piece of music played softly.

Everyone present was affected by this emotion, their hearts were heavy, and their eyes were confused.

All beings suffer, and all beings laugh.

All the origins and fates become empty, and in the end there is no joy, no sorrow, and no place to find.

The figure of the immortal is the most solemn existence in the entire sky, and his will controls the life and death of all beings.

What is the way of heaven?

It is to make these things subjugate, struggling in perdition, and unable to break free from the cycle of fate.

Even immortals have sorrows.

When I broke through this world and thought that I could laugh at the sky, I found a wider world, returning from the end to the beginning.

Immortals are not just legends, but becoming immortals is extremely slim, only existing in legends.

Countless people pursued hard, and finally got lost in the journey of seeking immortals, turned into white bones, and returned to heaven and earth.

This is the will of heaven and earth, and it is a boundary that cannot be crossed.

If I am an immortal, can I trample this heaven and earth under my feet, and can I free the world from suffering and be full of happiness and happiness.

Not really.

Even beyond the Heavenly Dao, there is still endless distance, that kind of chaotic confusion, it is impossible to see the direction at all.

This is the loneliness of immortals, and it is also a kind of sorrow.

The strong elements of heaven and earth contain the meaning of immortals, telling confusion and confusion.

The sword in the young man's hand, under the weight of heaven and earth, was as heavy as carrying the vicissitudes of time.

Large drops of sweat flowed down his forehead, and his figure was still straight.

The hope in my heart is not about the past being gained or lost. It is necessary to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth and let faith flow in eternity.

His meridians are like rivers and lakes, and the boiling breath sets off waves of monstrous waves.

The strength of the immortals seems to be invincible. It was just a phantom, and it had already surpassed his cognition.

The sword in his hand can pierce the sky, but it can't break through the majesty that overrides heaven and earth.

Fang Geque urged the Dao of Immortals, and his Yuan Shen was also violently vibrating. A golden glow emanates from his forehead, maintaining the figure of an immortal.

It's all a clash of Taoism.

In this confrontation without moves, the two of them were frozen between heaven and earth.

Carrying the Dao will of the immortals, the load on the primordial gods is too huge.

So much so that Fang Geque had a splitting headache, his face was hideous, and his breath was disordered.

The figure of the immortal is also an oppression for him, and this sense of control is getting weaker and weaker.

You must defeat the boy on the other side before you lose your mind.

He let out a loud shout, and used all his strength to urge the Yuan Shen to release the immortal Dao intent in the immortal scroll to the limit.

The question of immortal anger is that there is no way out for immortals!

In the sky, thick black clouds obscured the autumn sun. The darkness was boundless, like nightfall.

The mournful tune follows me like a shadow, and the sound is to the bone.

The elements of heaven and earth were violently surging, stirring up layers of waves, raging in the space.

Heaven and earth seem to be one with each other, like the palms of giants coming together.

Fang Geque's seven orifices were all oozing blood, and the primordial spirit was also dim, he was no longer able to control this mighty power.

Seeing this space disappear under heavy pressure.

The immortal scroll in his hand fell, but the immortal Dao intent that was triggered in it did not stop.

This move has been out of his control, and it is the shadow of the immortal that shows his supreme glory.

The Dao meaning that surpasses the avenue of heaven and earth is not something that ordinary people can touch.

Immortals and demons are no different in nature, they are both manifestations of will.

In a thought, yin and yang rotate.

The wrath of the immortals, the earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

Heaven and earth will gradually embrace each other and return to the appearance of chaos.

The mountain range where the Flowing Immortal Sect was located began to tremble in this violent vision of heaven and earth.

The earth cracked, and the mountains collapsed, as if the end was coming.

The disciples of the Liuxian Sect all escaped from the cave where they were cultivating. They saw the sky sink and the earth shake, and their eyes showed a look of fear.

No one can remain calm in the midst of such upheavals in the world.

In the face of the will of heaven and earth, the power of the individual seems insignificant.

Buildings of great gold began to collapse, large swaths of trees were blown down by the wind, and boulders whistled in the air, crashing into each other and turning into powder.

It must be damned!

They fled from heaven and earth in despair, many of them injured in the raging elemental storm of heaven and earth, driven by the desire to survive to escape this cursed space.

Even a tall stone statue that symbolized the spirit of the sect collapsed.

Fang Geque fell to the ground, he watched as the sect that had been passed down for thousands of years was shattered under the shadow of the immortals he had caused, and it was completely unof what it had been before.

How could this be, this is not the result I wanted.

He roared in his heart.

Remorse, frustration, helplessness, hesitation, one after another, welled up in my heart.

He had forgotten all about it, it was all caused by the fight with the boy.

The shadow of the immortal descended on this space, his aura was majestic and majestic, and the whole figure seemed to be a derivation of Dao will. All kinds of heaven and earth elements jump around, like lights flickering, bright and off.

The space is turbulent and shattered, the sky is collapsing, and the heaven and earth will become one, destroying all living beings in it.

The giant tree in Ruan's soft mind stretched out its high-spirited branches and leaves to the starry sky, appealing for the desire for vitality.

The stars are all over the sky, the sky is high, and a giant tree imprinted with the reflection of the stars is spreading infinitely.

The Xinghang Sword in the young man's hand returned to its original form, and a tall tower stood between heaven and earth.

Soul Suppression Star Tower.

Under the call of the will of the young star, it has become the only bridge between heaven and earth.

Hold up the sky.

The Star Tower of the Soul Suppression has become the only means to compete with the immortal scroll.

Heaven and earth are going to be destroyed, and only life force can break through this boundary.

The weight of the whole heaven and earth is crushing this tower, and it also makes the young man's will endure a difficult test.

The Tower of the Soul Suppressor exudes a cold light, and it is the only direction in this darkness.

The giant tree, which was covered with the reflection of the stars, was also a little overwhelmed by this fierce battle.

"Everyone, who doesn't want to die, give me all the strength to push this tower!"

Ruan Ruan let out a loud shout in his mouth, so that the panicked crowd finally reacted.

Slowly, people gathered around the tower and used their bodies to get close to it.

They knew that as long as the tower didn't fall, the sky couldn't fall.

This is a collision of forces and a competition of energy.

More and more people began to place their palms on the talismans of the tower, urging their life force to be injected into the tower.

The volume of the Soul Suppression Star Tower is increasing, it has reached a height of 100 zhang, and a light lit up on the top of the tower.

Dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning roared, and the sky was like a huge millstone pressing against the Soul Suppression Star Tower.

"Stand up, join me, and inject your strength!" Ruan Ruan shouted angrily.

Fang Geque also got up from the ground and joined the crowd.

This is the power of the entire sect of the Flowing Immortal Sect to fight against the immortal shadow released by the immortal scroll.

Everyone condenses the hope of this life on the Star Tower of the Soul Suppression, because only the stars are the ultimate guide.

At this moment, there is only one thought in everyone's heart, that is, to stick to this space and not allow themselves to be buried in endless darkness.

The runes on the Soul Suppression Star Tower are extremely mysterious, and under the joint urging of everyone, brilliant colors emerge.

These runes rippled like water waves, and the entire tower was covered with an illusory shadow.

The figure of the immortal was lonely, and he did not have any emotional color, staring indifferently at this space.

The destruction of heaven and earth represents the despair and pain of the immortals.

Ask the immortal no way, how to be affectionate.

Ignoring life and death, heaven and earth are one.

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