When the words fell, Su Musha's heart trembled.

As he said, he has been cultivating for thousands of years in this life, and this is the third high heaven and the third thick earth that Su Musha has seen.

That finger pointed out, in the fog of the high heavens and the thick earth in the Hongtao realm, there was a force of ten thousand jun, and it was about to press on the Dao realm of Su Musha.

In the Dao seed world in the body, the dead ninety percent of the high heavens and thick soil were trembling violently, as if they were going to live to death and seize the heavens and the earth.

After all, this is a prosperous realm, and all the roads are like a brilliant sun, dazzling and dazzling, and it is impossible to look at it directly.

Fortunately, this illusory scene has only dissipated in an instant.

In the cloudy eyes, Su Musha saw the phantom of the long river of time.

He was like an ancient angler, with a method that he could not pursue, almost turned into instinct, and gray dust manifested into a fishing rod, and hung straight into the shadow of the long river.

When the camera was in hand, there was an illusory world, wrapped in the power of time, and it was held in the palm of Su Musha's hand.

If you look closely, what is manifested in that illusory world is in the past of this Broken Soul Mountain.

One finger to conquer the sky.

What was taken away was the luck of this sect, and it was the years of the old ancestor who wanted to be empty.

Standing in the clouds in a daze, Su Musha silently looked at the wisps of time in the palm of his hand, ignoring the figure of the Empty Ancestor not far in front of him gradually collapsed, turning into powder little by little, but he was in such a trance, as if he had fallen into some kind of state of enlightenment.

The soul Dao injuries of the past years are still not intact.

Su Musha couldn't trace where the way of his cultivation came from, but when he performed it one after another today, he suddenly had a trace of enlightenment.

Perhaps, the so-called wind is to turn a moment into eternity.

And the so-called seizure of the universe is to gather the eternal condensation for a moment!

With a light hand, the wisps of time in the palm of his hand seemed to turn into a swimming fish, and he disappeared into Su Musha's body.

In the Dao seed world, because of the wisps of time, the swimming fish melted into the heaven and the earth, and nearly a hundred streamers were injected into the chaotic fruit trees, turning into green fruit patterns.

Between heaven and earth, an illusory rain fell.

It was the sea of luck of the sects of Haichaozhou, because of the past years when Su Mu took away the Mixed Yuan Desire Demon God Palace, the luck that originally belonged to this sect turned into a bowl of clear water and was drunk by Su Mu.

In front of Su Mu, in the illusory incense burner, the three incense sticks burned out in an instant.

All kinds of Taoist rhymes disappeared, and when I looked at the Broken Soul Mountain again, on the huge peak, there was no monk's breath, only the familiar stench, which told all kinds of things here in the past.

Su Musha waved his hand, and a little bit of Yin and Yang Dao fire fell between his sleeves and robes, repeating the turbidity of all the Qi on the Broken Soul Mountain, burning all kinds of blood and Yin Qi.

"From today onwards, I am the head of the Yuan Gate here, I am the head of the teaching, Kun Yuan is in charge of teaching, or widely accept disciples, or live in seclusion and cultivation, all in Kun Yuan, you have a thought, I should retreat and retreat, if nothing happens...... Don't bother. ”

"Wow. ”

When the words fell, Su Mu's body turned into a streamer and went to the back of Broken Soul Mountain.

......

Back mountain, no desire in the ancestral palace.

Su Mu waved his sleeves and released the scarlet tripod from his sleeve robe.

The big tripod hung in front of Su Musha, and as far as the eye could see, there was a scarlet blood light boiling in the ding, as if there was a nameless demon flame burning inside, creating a yin and evil vitality, listening carefully, there seemed to be an unconscious whisper of the mixed element desire demon, as if to attract people to the devil, and the evil of the end.

Look away from the Crimson Blood Pill.

Su Musha stood in front of the window, looking at the world of Haichaozhou, and slowly closed his eyes.

Since entering the Flood Realm, the treacherous illusion that followed like a shadow, the feeling of hunger that could not be said, finally moved away from Su Musha's Dao body.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

Su Mu covered up the luck of the Demon Sect, and set up the name of the so-called Yuan Gate to carry a fortune, and it really became the purpose of "Li Dai Taozhuang".

It is also because of this luck that Su Musha and the heaven and earth of this Haichaozhou have a false cause and effect that should belong to the Ancestor of Desire.

After that, if you don't go out of the Broken Soul Mountain, if you don't perform the top killing technique of the Desolate Ancient Realm, you will be so lucky, you will be able to protect Su Musha steadily, and you will not be despised by the high heavens and thick earths, and you will not be affected by that treacherous illusion.

All the plans were effective, and Su Musha also breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind fell on the body of the chaotic demon.

Perhaps this is his true name when he created the ancient times, or maybe that true name has disappeared in the long river of time, and there is no way to know, even the Mixed Element Desire Demon itself has also been forgotten.

But Su Musha had already seen through the heels of the Mixed Yuan Desire Demon behind the hideous demon body, and saw the high heaven and thick earth that shocked his heart.

It was an indescribable throbbing, from the trembling of Su Mu's Dao heart, from the desire of the Dao world in his body, and from the instinct of his own Dao body.

This is the attraction of the true Great Dao Origin to all things in the world, to all living beings.

Gently swaying the surface of the scarlet blood tripod, Su Mu's eyes were filled with gray thunder, and with the supreme pupil technique, he cautiously peeked at the great avenue secrets carried by the innate gods in the past.

This is the Dao rhyme that should have dissipated in the world, and it was the rules and Dao Seal that should have returned to the true nature of the Great Dao, but it was broken free from the cycle of life and death belonging to the ancient gods by the Mixed Yuan Desire Demon.

In front of the treasure, Su Musha was unprecedentedly careful.

He had no way of knowing whether the practice of peeking into the true nature of the Great Dao through the remnants of the ancient gods like himself would cause the wrath of the heavens, and whether it would be accompanied by ominousness.

This is a aspect of a lineage, no matter how clever it is, even if there are billions of powerful sermons.

If it was nearly a hundred breaths of time, the scarlet blood tripod was just suspended in front of Su Musha, if it weren't for the fluctuations of Dao rhyme, it would be almost like a dead thing, and there was no reaction to the peeping of Su Musha's pupil technique, seeing this, Su Musha also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He began to look at the Blood Ding itself seriously.

It is a very tough kind of natural treasure to practice the body of Baoding, just by looking at the pupil technique, you can witness the fine and dense, existing in the Baoding Dao seal pattern, as if natural, covering every inch of the body.

It was the ocean where the vast Dao Seal Pattern Road converged, and it was an existence that Su Musha felt would take a lifetime to penetrate.

Fortunately, the blood tripod is not complete.

On the ancient tripod body, there are many ancient cracks, and the road of the road is broken in it, and it cannot be reproduced perfectly.

There is also a small half of the tripod body, which has been destroyed in a long time, and has been rerefined by the mixed yuan desire demon with an unknown secret method, with the help of some heavenly and earthly treasures, but the years that have passed on it have become a little weaker, and the Dao seal that is warm and nurtured inside is also scarce.

It's a pity that the imperfection has created the eternal defect of the blood tripod.

But it is precisely because of this kind of deficiency that Su Musha has the possibility of cutting into it and peeking into the vast Dao rules.

Between a drink and a peck, it seems that fate has been predestined for a long time.

Taking a deep breath, Su Musha's gaze moved away from the ding's body and fell into the blood light in the ding.

Silent, the Dao rhyme that Su Mu covered his body rose up.

That's the power of time.

Su Musha saw the light and shadow of the years lingering on the blood light, and murmured softly, Su Musha hung above the blood ding, crossed his knees, and closed his eyes.

"Dreaming ......"

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