The black smoke is spread on the ground, and the golden snake is walking in a hurry.

The red flames rushed into the air, and there were thousands of flames in an instant.

Su Musha walked quietly in the fire soup Jedi, and let the flames of this place burn, but it was already difficult to hurt Su Musha in the slightest.

The Great Dao is the pinnacle and limit of the Dao and Law of the Yang World.

Even if the fire is raging, how can it touch the avenue in the slightest?

If you can't hurt it, you can't hurt Su Musha.

I don't know how long I've been walking towards the depths of the Fire Soup Jedi.

Suddenly.

Su Musha stopped, looked around quietly, and finally fell to the ground.

His gaze deepened.

In all directions, the flames splashed everywhere, giving birth to the Qi of Yansha, and there were even billowing dust and smoke, which could not only obscure the vision, but even erode the traces of the Tao and the Fa.

To a certain extent, this is already a place of extreme murder, and it can even damage the Heavenly Proud Demon of the Great Power Realm.

Su Musha was silent, staring at the ground under his feet.

After a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the various scenes he had seen along the way came to his mind one by one.

From the perspective of others, this is the danger of cooking oil in the fire.

And in Su Musha's eyes, from a distance, all appearances turned into vanity.

The lines of the leylines began to connect tightly in Su Musha's mind.

"Formation ......"

Whispering, Su Musha leaned down again, reaching out to touch the ground under his feet.

Along the way, the foundation of the Tao and the Dharma that Su Musha had captured gradually became part of a continuous array in his mind.

And at this moment, the place where Su Mu is stopping is one of the eyes.

If all this, Su Musha's deduction did not make mistakes......

At this thought, Su Musha slowly closed his eyes.

At the center of the eyebrows, there is a flash of spiritual light.

An unimaginably majestic divine thought emerged from the Mud Pill Palace.

The palm that was close to the ground began to flicker with avenue lines.

The aura of the Great Dao that belonged to Su Musha began to infect this array.

Along with the avenue pattern, the divine thought began to spread along the conforming ground.

Spread to the mountains thousands of miles away.

Stretching deeper into the earth, where the dust is piled up, where the Jedi's secrets are buried.

After a moment, Su Musha's eyes fluttered slightly.

"Five-colored soil!"

Su Musha's Dao heart was very unsettled.

In this line, the more clues can be explored, the more it proves that this burning fire that has never been extinguished for thousands of years is not a creation of heaven and earth, but a man-made creation!

And it's an old practice.

Sacrifice to the five-colored earth!

This kind of handwriting often involves the communication between yin and yang, life and death, and heaven and man.

To some extent, this is a way to break the limitations.

Reverse yin and yang, reverse life and death, heaven and man induction!

Even......

Su Musha began to recall the ancient scriptures obtained in the ancient realm in the past.

It is a fragmented text, recording rumors from the Three Ancient Times.

For a long time when the heavens and the earth were first opened, gathering the five-colored earth to worship the heavens was the mainstream of the Holy Land Great Sect at that time.

In this way, you can go beyond the thousands and get a short communication with the sect's ascended ancestor.

Even...... But with the five-colored soil, it carries the decree of the immortals across the border!

Su Musha slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes looking at the sky.

He imagined the scene of eons ago, where there were ancient sages who measured the mountains that stretched for thousands of miles with their footsteps, and connected the earth's leylines with the supreme Dao method, and even triggered the fire of the earth's lungs, melting the five-colored earth as an altar.

Perhaps at that time, that person had also raised his head and looked at the sky like Su Musha.

Is this an attempt by the ancients to break through the limitations of Daqian?

What is he after?

Want to get in touch with the ancestor of your own line?

In the midst of the deep groaning, Su Musha's gaze suddenly became dark.

"Above the great thousand, there is not only the Qingling Immortal Township, not only the Immortal Immortal......! There is no return!

For a while, Su Musha's divine thoughts began to tremble violently, and they tumbled violently like fire.

With the spread of divine thoughts, Su Musha captured one man-made detail after another in the Fire Soup Jedi.

Everything is too old.

After years of precipitation, Su Musha can still feel the traces of the supreme Taoism.

But with the passage of time and erosion.

The majestic feat that was once created by the great mana that could stir up the changes of heaven and earth has now begun to fall silent little by little, even if Su Musha's divine thoughts flowed by, there was no change in the slightest.

What about the existence that forged all this back then?

Thousands of years have passed, and even if it is Su Musha, it is difficult to find more traces of that person.

He may have jumped out of the world, or he may be buried in the sun.

And for this large array that stretched for thousands of miles, Su Musha also began to have a more comprehensive control.

This is the "language" that belongs to the avenue alone.

By interpreting this stretching array, Su Musha is engaged in an alternative "dialogue" with the power of the eons ago.

"Introduction, some kind of unfathomable sacrifice, banning, suppression, refining ......"

Whispering softly, Su Musha's face became more and more strange.

In his heart, he began to have a not very good conjecture.

In silence, Su Musha's divine thoughts began to follow the lines of this ancient array, exploring deeper.

We're about to reach some kind of unspeakable border.

The lines of the large array began to become dense.

Even the mountains no longer grow naturally, and there are traces of man-made changes on them, and they have been laid down with ten fierce places.

More and more five-colored earth altars were obscured by Su Mu.

Either they stand on the top of a mountain, or they are buried under the earth, in the dust.

Su Musha's divine thoughts were no longer unscrupulous, and he became cautious.

The Dao and Fa in the Great Array were no longer as silent as the periphery, and began to become still vibrant.

It was a majestic force that could not be triggered, which made Su Musha a little frightened.

"What is trapped in it? Part of the truth from eons ago, the secret that has been hidden by the years?"

In the midst of his deep groaning, Su Musha began to carefully explore deeper into the large array.

One, two, three......

Little by little, time passed

Hmmm——!

At a certain moment, Su Mu raised his head in a flickering manner and looked in the direction where his divine thoughts were spreading.

In the depths of the cloudy eyes, there is a sharp killing bloom!

There was the center of the Great Array.

It's the extreme depths of the Soup Jedi.

The flames there became hotter and hotter, and even faintly began to smelt Su Mu's divine thoughts, which contained some immortal aura.

In the same way, Su Musha also witnessed the horrific scene and the truth.

Surrounded by mountains, there is an endless basin that stretches endlessly.

There are dry, hideous, strangely growing trees, which converge there to form a "forest".

The smoke also converges there, converging into a gray mist.

In the heavy mist, Su Musha saw one body after another motionless, not only in a deep sleep, but also in annihilation.

A gray treacherous substance flowed through the flesh and blood of those husks.

The branches pierced the eyebrows, chests, and dantians of these shells.

Click...... Click...... Click......

There was golden blood, along the wound, which began to drip slowly.

All the while, they, or rather they, remained motionless, and were thus hung from the branches, hidden in the deep mist.

"False God!"

Softly reciting these two words, Su Musha slowly stood up, and the scenes of the past Desolate Ancient Realm appeared in his mind again.

Even if the fire was scorching, Su Musha only felt the chill through his bones, and his whole body was cold.

After thousands of years, across the two worlds, I saw the figure of a false god again.

For a while, Su Musha had some illusions like a dream.

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