The sea of fire is surging.

Su Musha held the true bone staff of the sea and walked on the waves.

After thousands of years of enlightenment, his bearing became more and more profound and pure.

The long years have passed, and in the Dao world, there is clearly an incalculable ancient god true law that has been refined, evolved, and all the Dao has been added, which should have made Su Musha's aura more complicated.

But now, on his body, there are only traces and breaths of the purest Dao.

Three thousand ways in one furnace!

To a certain extent, the path that Su Musha is taking now can also be seen in reverse.

Three thousand avenues melt a furnace!

Just like the vast primeval sea of stars, it is not a single star that shines brightly, but the entire vast sea of stars!

Holding the bone staff, Su Musha's mood was also rarely happy.

In the past, there was a saying in Buddhism in the ancient world: The Buddha spoke in one tone, and all living beings could understand it according to their kinds.

Today, Su Musha also has a similar feeling.

The four characters of the master of the Shengxiao Mansion are the perception of his own Tao, and Luo Xian Guanzhi, the years are always, and today Su Mu covers the enlightenment, and the fourth type of the method of the years - the ancient times.

It's not the road in front of him, it's behind him.

This is one of the pleasures.

The second is the bone staff in his hand, which is the magic weapon of the past, and for today's Su Musha, there is not much help, but for Su Musha, this is more like an indescribable feeling.

It's about the Ancient Realm, about Su Musha's past, and about his identity as a prodigal son.

It's like a wanderer wandering through the ages, but by chance I smell the breath of my hometown.

It is the reason why it is moving, and it is more pleasant.

With this in mind, Su Mu covered his empty steps and strode towards the depths of the Fire Soup Jedi.

This was a very inexplicable impulse, and at this time, he was very eager to take another look at the treacherous depths of the Jedi.

The tombs that covered the mountains, the gods who were buried, the false gods who didn't know whether to live or die in the twisted basin......

He wanted to verify something.

......

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers passed by.

A moment later, Su Musha stood where he had been.

Thousands of years have passed, perhaps because Su Musha has absorbed too much Yuan Qi from this turbulent Dao and Fa.

The original mottled purple jade stele was rotten terribly.

When I look at it now, it's hard to read the handwriting.

Ancient desolate jade fossils.

Su Musha didn't know if he would have such a sad day.

Sighing with emotion, Su Musha walked forward.

With his footsteps, the five-colored altar in front of him shattered silently.

The tomb was opened.

The dim golden corpse manifests into the world.

There is an immortal "Dao" condensed into a treacherous force, wanting to invade Su Musha again, but it was blocked by the Qi of the years and condensed into a gray ball visible to the naked eye.

This is the power that Su Musha can't erase and destroy.

The Great Dao is already supreme, and it is contaminated with the Origin Divine Power of the Purple Immortal Heaven, and it is even more immortal.

This is a collection of several Yang World ultimate powers and immortals, and even Su Musha can't do anything about it.

Of course, this is not Su Musha's goal.

Staring at the dark golden skeleton in front of him, Su Musha's hand stretched out from the big cloud.

"Come to the wind!"

"Seize the sky!"

"Arako!"

"Fall asleep!"

Whispering softly, there was a shocking gray glint in the depths of Su Musha's eyes, reflecting each other with the Qi of the years that lingered on the dark golden divine corpse.

It's a bold attempt.

In this way, Su Musha wanted to explore the path that this Ge Clan's Purple Heaven Divine Monarch had walked in the past, and the details of every change in the Dao and Fa on his body.

He wanted to see how a certain monk in the past had stolen the power of the Purple Immortal Heaven and how it had evolved into what it is now......

One, two, three......

After a long time, Su Musha's outstretched hand was withdrawn and gently stroked the placket of the white wolf's clothes.

He looked surprised.

The art of time is really mysterious, allowing him to witness part of the truth of the past.

It was precisely because of what he saw and heard that Su Musha was puzzled.

At the beginning, this Purple Heaven Divine Monarch followed a very normal path of Divine Monarch.

In order to prolong his life and achieve the goal of immortality, he cut off part of the foundation and continued the path of the gods, first turning into a wild god, and then through the five-colored earth altar, he performed a treacherous and unknowable forbidden Dao method, stealing the origin of the Purple Immortal Heaven, smelting himself, and achieving the Purple Heaven God Monarch.

Not to mention all kinds of stealing methods.

In the eyes of future generations, this is a very orthodox path to godhood.

Whether it is the Hongtao Realm or the Desolate Ancient Realm, many of the gods of the heavens in the future are monks of the past, and after the road of immortality cannot be advanced, they will continue the path of divine cultivation and enter the underworld, and become the gods of the heavens.

Even, when Su Mu was at the end of the day, he worshiped the Hanging Moon Demon Sect, and in the Nine Peaks Dao System, there was a divine cultivation inheritance.

I've been seeing it all the time, and it's all very orthodox path.

Of course, for that era when the heavens had not yet manifested, this Purple Heaven Divine Monarch followed a path that had never been seen before.

It can even be said that this is the first batch of orthodox gods in the entire Hongtao Realm.

Even if their divine power comes from the wrong way.

......

Su Mu covered the bone staff and stood quietly on the top of the mountain.

The look of doubt in his eyes grew more and more intense.

"Strange ......"

Sighing softly, Su Musha was very confused.

The path of incarnation of heaven and man is not advisable.

This is a conclusion that Su Musha could have come to a long time ago.

The ancient gods have longevity, the Venerable have longevity, and the gods of a realm also have longevity.

Since ancient times, only immortals are immortal!

But even so, these ancient cultivators who had already achieved the gods of the heavens should not have collapsed so quickly, or even fallen, and were buried in a hurry, and now even the inscriptions are mottled......

In terms of longevity, they can even survive the ancient era, and they should even be active between heaven and earth, especially after the heavens descend into the world, they can steal the heavens and live, hold the authority, and patrol the heavens!

In confusion, Su Musha set his eyes on the purple-gray ball.

It was the treacherous substance of the Divine Monarch's legacy.

It was the root of the immortal power that had once tainted him.

It was the origin of the divine power of the former Purple Sky God Monarch!

Being able to observe the years of the Purple Sky Divine Monarch in the past made Su Musha no longer as mixed as in the past when he looked at this round ball.

That treacherous power, even part of it can be straightened out and discerned by Su Musha.

Of course, most of the matter, after all, has evolved into a real treacherous and ominous in the long years, and it is difficult to separate.

Looking at it like this, after a moment, Su Mu's brows furrowed.

"No, in the past, the Purple Heaven God Monarch, the refined immortal substance, shouldn't be so thin!"

The consequences of the antecedent were skewed.

Some of the immortal matter was gone, not clinging to the bones, nor smelting into the treacherous matter.

But it's immortal, so it should exist.

"What happened back then, and let them fall down the right path?"

The power of time is not omnipotent, their bones are haunted by the Qi of time, but they are not buried in the long river of years after all, Su Musha can only see some fragments, but he can't see that the Purple Sky God Monarch has completed the past.

Especially after it involves the immortal substance, many traces of the Qi of the years have been erased, and the pictures behind it are extremely difficult to explore even Su Musha.

Gone, really gone.

But such a fall still made Su Musha doubt and uneasy.

"Is the incarnation of heaven and man the end of this path?"

"No, heaven and man are not the end, there is still reincarnation in the world! Heaven and man only have gods, and they can't be transcended! Could it be ...... There is a touch of divine protection and immortal aura, and they are reincarnated?"

"Maybe there is such a choice, but the tombs of the mountains, did everyone walk this path back then?"

"It shouldn't be like this, there should be some reincarnation, and part of it should be responsible for guiding their reincarnation, and when this group of reincarnated people grows up, the old gods will be reincarnated again, and so on, and this path will not be destroyed!"

"Whatever I can think of, they should think of too!"

"Hence ...... It's not reincarnation......"

Whispering softly, suddenly, Su Mu's eyes were like electricity, looking at the gray mist shrouded jungle, the false god piercing the twisted branches.

"They...... Dead or alive!"

"The ...... of the Immortal Matter That Disappeared"

"They didn't fall, they went on a different path!"

"Vainly trying to neutralize the ominous substances of the Land of No Return and Extinction with the power of immortality!"

"This group of people diverged from a path that was originally right, embarked on a wrong path, gave up the body of the god king, and ...... themselves Turned into a false god!"

Whispering softly, Su Musha's gaze towards the Gray Mist Forest was unprecedentedly complicated!