Standing in the void, Su Musha looked at Xiang Yangshi, looking at the back of the scholar holding the jade book in his hand and floating away.

It was an indescribable emotion that haunted Su Musha's heart.

This act was not an accidental idea of Su Mu's excitement, but a decision that he had been thinking about for a long time.

In the end of the Dharma era of the Ancient Realm, there was a shortage of immortal paths, and all living beings embarked on a wrong path of promotion, and the other Divine Dao Monarch, in the eyes of Su Musha, was the wrong path, and he lost the breath of the high heavens and thick earth, which was destined to be a crippled realm.

But it is precisely because Su Musha is struggling in such an era that he has embarked on a different path.

For Su Musha, he is a monk of the eternal realm of the Divine Dao Monarch, and the path of immortality is wide but treacherous for him.

It's a path to the limit.

As the years change in the future, Su Musha's path is destined not to become the Refining Void Realm, the Merge Realm, and even the many realms behind, he will only be a Dao Monarch who has embarked on the extreme road.

The Dao seed world in the body is the immortal Dao fruit of Su Musha.

However, Su Musha also knew that although he had not been promoted to the realm, but in his previous long practice, Su Musha had also experienced many cultivation paths similar to those of the Refining Void Realm and the Merge Realm.

The Chaos Fruit Tree of the Dao Seed World is still swallowing and refining Chaos Qi.

The chaos fruit tree blooms three thousand, and the pregnancy and cultivation of the ancient gods is the way to merge the realm and the Tao into truth.

So what's next?

This was the time of retreat, and Su Musha had been thinking about it for a long time.

Staring at the back of the scholar, Su Mu covered the depths of his eyes, and there was a continuous flickering of fine light.

This is the way forward he planned for himself, watching the good and evil of the red dust, giving birth to hundreds of millions of living beings, and going to the extreme with the true path of the Tao!

Su Musha naturally knew that there was a fallacy in his own Dao seed world and his own path to immortality.

Because of what he saw in the Ancient Realm in the past, the long river of the Dao Seed World was refined into the void by Su Mu.

But the real place where the long river of years is should be warmed in the thick earth and manifested in the underworld.

The difference of a millimeter in the past is a thousand miles away today.

But such a fallacy is not irreparable.

If Su Musha and Dao Hezhen went to the extreme, they forcibly opened up a prosperous realm.

At that time...... It is an opportunity for Su Musha to plan, an opportunity to correct the fallacy and go further!

Gently exhale a breath of turbidity.

"The road to Jane, the road to the fanye, which is right and wrong?"

muttered softly, and when the words fell, in the void, Su Musha's figure was gone.

......

The East Pole Mountain, a region of thousands of miles, this should be a barren corner of the Yang World, but at this moment, it seems to be full of people and extremely noisy.

The four sides of the void often have figures flickering, breaking through the void barrier and manifesting into the world.

Even the ancient hermits have appeared, and it is rumored that most of the ancestors of these hermits were preached in the ancient gods, and they may be the first group of people to ascend to immortals in this yang world.

Everyone in the world has heard that these hermits have mastered the supreme law that the world has no way to know, and even the true scriptures left by the ancestors after they ascended to the immortals!

They are hidden in the depths of the void, and they have great power to split the world of Sumeru, blocking the eyes of the cultivators to explore.

There are also many powerful immortal states that can appear!

They are all the heavenly demons of the past, many people's figures have become legends in the years, there are many rumors in the Yang world, some of the power, has been "rumored" in the unknown place of Xia Ju soaring, some of the power, is "rumored" has been sitting for many years, and some people claim that they have seen the relics of their predecessors.

But today, these people have all appeared, walking through the void, stepping on the mountain, and finding the road to heaven guarded by the ancient gods of Changyue in the past.

There are even some treacherous monks who appear.

There was an old man, like a ghost, who was hunched up, carrying an iron coffin and black chains, and staggered in.

On his body, there was not the slightest breath of cultivation, his eyes were cloudy, and his eyebrows were dim, as if he was about to die.

A middle-aged man caught a glimpse, just sneered, and was about to open his mouth to expel him, but was stopped by the old man on the side.

"Little friend, don't do too much, burn yourself in vain!"

Hearing the words of his old friend, the middle-aged man was alert and immediately asked.

"Please ask Brother Dao for advice. ”

"This lord, in the past, was also the guest of the ancient gods! In the past, we don't know, but the world rumors, this crazy, abandoned by the Great Dao, but still has extraordinary means, how many years have passed, some people have become powerful, there are powerful old and old people, but this one is still prosperous in the spring and autumn......"

As he was talking, the old man with the coffin in the mountains seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his head, his cloudy eyes were like an eagle looking at a wolf, as if he had pierced through the barrier, looked into the depths of the void, and saw the two people talking about him.

The old man who spoke just turned pale, then he immediately shut up, arched his hand towards the old man, and then pulled the middle-aged power, hurriedly left the place, wrapped in the glow, and escaped into the road to the sky.

In the other direction, there was also a young man, stepping on a flying sword, staggering towards the East Pole Mountain.

The power and coercion raging in the four corners seemed to make him a little flustered, a little overwhelmed, the person had not yet reached the top of the mountain, the flying sword under his feet was already dim, and the young man also fell down in embarrassment, and some distressed received the flying sword magic weapon in his hand into the storage bag.

It was only then that everyone could see the young man's heels.

Foundation Realm Monk.

In front of the mountain, there was a powerful chuckle, as if laughing at the embarrassment of this young man, and as if laughing at this young man's incompetence.

The power has not been hidden, and the laughter has spread thousands of miles.

The laughter fell into the ears of the young man, and no one expected that the young man would be angry.

"Look down on the Monk Tsuki?"

The boy craned his neck and looked at the mighty in annoyance.

When the words fell, there were clouds and mist gathering behind the young man, and there seemed to be a Taoist figure inside.

Suddenly, an old figure came from the clouds.

The old Taoist was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, and his hair was already thinning, standing beside the young man, he also looked at Da Neng.

At this time, many people were shocked.

One old and one young, but their faces seem to be carved out of an eye.

In the next moment, an old man and a young man spoke at the same time, and the vicissitudes of life and immature voices converged in one place.

"I have a technique, I can build a foundation and cultivate it, and I say that I have a sword, and I have a sword, and I have raised a sword for 30,000 years, and I will definitely be powerful!"

When the words fell, the old man stepped out and burst out of the cultivation of the peak of foundation building, and in the next moment, the wooden sword in his hand flew up in the wind, and the breath on it made the world frightened!

Hmmm——!

There is no way you can fight back and forth, and there is no sarcasm.

Just a sword fell.

Mighty body falls.

There was silence in all directions, and Lao Dao withdrew his wooden sword, and immediately disappeared into the clouds.

Only the previous person who carried the coffin smiled at this moment.

"Old monster, how many lives have you lived now?"

The two seemed to know each other, and when they heard the words of the coffin bearer, the young man laughed.

"Now I have lived for more than 3,000 lifetimes, and I will wait a few more years to live for 10,000 lifetimes, and I should be an immortal!"

When the words fell, the two of them disappeared in place one after the other, embarking on the road to the sky.

......

In the turbulent void, Su Musha quietly saw all this in his eyes.

seemed to hesitate a little, paused, and Su Musha stretched out his hand here.

"Come to the wind!"

When the words fell, the phantom of the long river of years manifested from Su Musha's side, and the gray Qi of the years enveloped Su Musha's figure.

In the next moment, Su Mu was covered in ashes, cut through the void barrier, and appeared in front of the mountain!