In the midst of the gloom, Su Musha left Zixiao Palace.

He didn't like the end of the story that Zhang Daohong told.

Those who open the heavens for all sentient beings should not die of merit.

Those who support great power should not stop halfway.

Cultivating for eternity, we should not weep for the common people, nor should we die because of the common people.

At the end of the curtain, the descendants eat their flesh and blood, and they have to be happy, only calling for kindness, how cold and thin!

Xu is the same person in his twilight years, Zhang Daohong actually understood the meaning of Su Musha, and only said that he wanted to change the story, and then said that he would listen to Su Musha, but he politely refused.

In the Dao seed world in his body, the third thousandth ancient god true method was already about to come out.

After leaving the Fire Soup Jedi and losing the suppression of the Five-Colored Earth Altar, it was difficult for Su Musha to delay for too long.

The Dao Seed World still lacks some supplements, and many details of a complete realm are missing.

He only has three days to prepare, and he has to go between life and death, and fight for the greatest opportunity in this life!

So, in the eyes of Zhang Daohong, Su Musha left Zixiao Palace alone.

......

Yangshi, Daoxuan Palace.

Su Musha's figure suddenly appeared in the forbidden place on the mountain behind the Daoxuan Palace.

He was holding the Qingfeng Sword of the Qingmeng Fairy's legacy in one hand, and a brass refining lamp in the other, and in the middle, there was a golden soul fire in it.

This place is the place where the Qingmeng Fairy used to enlighten and cultivate, there is a supreme formation laid by her, if there is no sword and lamp, it is Su curtain cover, and it is difficult to enter so ordinary.

In front of him was the five-colored earth altar that he had laid with his own hands thousands of years ago.

A "Heavenly Law of the Heart" has been handed down, and Su Musha has fallen in the past, and 18 layers of Shura Purgatory have evolved here to punish the sins of the living souls.

The power of Sumeru spread across the altar, hiding a strange world, as if to block the eyes of all the cultivators of the Yang World.

It's just that Su Mu covers the depths of his eyes at this moment, and there is a starlight flickering, and he has penetrated all the scenes inside, and he sees the array of Yin Spirits, raising his eyes and wailing bitterly.

"Hanging Moon Demon Sect...... Ten Thousand Ghost Caves......"

In a trance, Su Musha remembered the scenery of the past when he was cultivating to the end.

That's himself, but he is just a little ghost cultivator of the Demon Sect in the Southern Regions of the Ancient Realm, just thinking about getting one or two secret methods, revenge on the grudges of the previous life, and then getting some spiritual treasures, prolonging his life, and ending this life.

But I never thought that a little bit of turmoil rose out of thin air, and it was vast with the years, covering the sky and the sun, opening a life of wandering in the two worlds and seeking through the ages.

At this moment, Su Mu was unprovoked, and suddenly he was very nostalgic for the scenery of his hometown.

He's been missing that piece of heaven for too long.

"I'm going back, I'm about to return......"

Whispering softly, Su Musha waved his hand and took away the five-colored earth altar, the Shura Purgatory that stood here for eternity, and the hundreds of millions of yin spirits inside.

......

Deep in the Void.

Su Musha's figure disappeared in a flash.

He is searching for the seclusion of the ancient gods of yesteryear.

After all, at the moment when a certain streamer flashed, Su Mu broke through a Sumeru cave and entered alone.

The cave world is already withered, broken and dilapidated.

On the barren mountains, all that is left for Su Mu is the withered grass and tombs that cover the mountains.

There are many stone monuments, and Su Musha suddenly returned to the fire soup Jedi.

But until the end, Su Musha did not find the name of the ancient god of Liuyan from this forest of steles.

"Between a drink and a peck, I am responsible for you in cause and effect, but it's a pity. ”

When the words fell, Su Musha tore through the void and left.

......

The next day, southern Xinjiang.

Su Mu's figure was in a hurry, and his footsteps did not stop, measuring the mountains of southern Xinjiang.

This is the ancestral land of the ninety percent demon clan in the Yang world.

Su Mu was silent, walking between the mountains, or digging demon bones, or gathering demon demons, or taking demon eggs.

On the premise of not causing turmoil in the heritage of the demon clan, Su Musha has almost walked through the ancestral land of every clan.

......

Day 3.

The wind and dust were served, and Su Mu's face was as usual, and he returned to the Venerable Dojo.

At this time, the huge Zixiao Palace, all the cultivators are standing in a forest, and the voices are boiling.

It was the first time that Su Musha set foot in the main peak Dao Palace, and he looked at the scenery of the Dao Palace with great interest, and then his eyes fell back on the body of the cultivators beside him.

"How's it going?"

All the ancients gathered here, their arrogances were intertwined, and they rose into the sky, and it was the two Venerables of Heaven, Spirit, Earth and God, and it was difficult for them to set their eyes here.

Naturally, in the high heavens and thick earth, there are also means to cover up Su Musha's pupil technique.

At this moment, when he heard Su Musha's question, Minghong Lao Dao on the side said with his hand.

"Thirty-three days, the gods are arrayed, waiting for the day! The gods and fires are intertwined, reflecting the clouds for hundreds of millions of miles!"

Hearing this, except for Ling Yunzi and others, their faces were as usual, and many of the juniors looked shocked and gray.

Ignoring the reactions of the cultivators, Su Musha's face remained as usual, and he continued to ask.

"Where's Lethe?"

"There is an earth god venerable here, but it is not easy to explore, there is already a great power under the door, just into the thick earth and dust, before touching the boundary of the Lethe River, there are yin spirits come out, kill in an instant!"

When he heard Minghong Lao Dao say this, Su Mu's eyes were lowered, and in the depths of his eyes, a faint look flashed.

"Wanjun is on the head, and it is about to ......"

sighed softly, and all the old monsters couldn't hear Su Musha's emotions.

When the words fell, Su Musha slowly got up and walked to the gate of the Dao Palace, looking at the power of the Yang World Tianjiao in the mountains.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this heyday, 100,000 ancients, millions of heavenly pride, can you kill the heavens, spirits, and earth gods?"

This question seemed to be asking the old monsters, and it seemed that Su Musha sighed softly.

Each had his own thoughts, but all the cultivators were silent.

After a long time, Su Mu's hoarse voice reverberated in the Dao Palace.

"No waiting!"

"Brother Dao, there are still some people who haven't rushed here yet!"

"The old man said, don't wait! Leave some Dharma inheritance for future generations! This magnificent Dao Law can't be cut off in this all-in-one battle!"

"Whoa!"

"Blow the conch! Gather all the cultivators here, follow the old age, and kill for thirty-three days!"

While speaking, Su Musha had already stepped out of the Dao Palace, and between the empty steps, he stood in the air, and his brilliant divine voice swept through the sky.

"Obey the law!"

For a while, the sound of response came like a tsunami from the mountains, and if the thunder exploded, the gods and ghosts were all frightened.

Feeling the rather frightened gaze from the depths of the sky, Su Mu's face was half hideous and half crazy, and he laughed loudly.

"Second and third sons, come with me!"

"Whoa!"

"Kill the Heavenly Spirit first!"

"Whoa!"

"Slash the earth again!"

"Whoa!"

"Kill today!hahaha!"

When the words fell, the cultivators took off, 100,000 ancients, millions of heavenly arrogance, walking in the void, standing behind Su Mu.

When he laughed wildly, Su Musha turned his hand and sacrificed the flag of hatred, shook the flag in his hand, and the phantom of the monstrous sea of blood manifested at Su Musha's feet, only teaching humanity to say that there was no daylight!

At this time, Zhu Xiu looked at it, and Su Musha took a step!

"Just ask the three thousand heavenly people, but there are still those who were brave in the past? Come out! I weigh one or two!"

This grand scene is in response to the poem:

What does the severed head mean today? There are many dry bones beside the road of longevity.

This went to Quantai to recruit the old department, and the banner of 100,000 beheaded Yama.

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