The Thick Earth Dao continued to turmoil, the Ancient Hades collapsed, the Reincarnation Dao returned to nature, and even the origin of this vast world was wiped out by nearly one-third.

Just like the old days, just like the scene of the end of the law.

The long river of time is destined to no longer exist in the same place, and the banks of the Huangquan River have also collapsed with the underworld, and the long river of time has manifested the thick earth, and the clash of ancestral Qi's authority will only continue to tear apart the mottled traces of the ancient realm that have been torn apart.

Between a drink and a peck, it is already difficult to tell the cause and effect.

Su Musha still held the river of years and placed it in the depths of the void.

In the years to come, the river of time will be there, coming from the unknowable, taking the time through the present world, and then rushing to the unknowable.

Of course, such a move did not come without a price.

Whether it is Su Musha or the old lord, they may be the masters of the years, but they are not the years themselves.

Born between heaven and earth, they are ultimately drifting with the tide, and they are only monks after all.

The turbulent years themselves.

That may be a price that even the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi can't bear.

However, the wind and clouds will meet, half of it is between the three ancient times to change the sky, and half of it is because the old Tianzun crossed the tide to attract murder.

This indescribable terrible price was imposed on the cultivators of the Hongtao Realm through the hands of the gray-clothed Taiyuan and the Yan of the years.

Naturally, he endured such a terrible price and endured the cold killing methods of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi.

Their struggling bodies have also been completely submerged in the long river of time.

It's like an ancient and reckless sacrifice.

On the banks of the river of years, the gray-clothed Taiyuan stared at the last powerful figure of the young man and kept struggling to disappear from sight.

In front of him, the Yan of the years was quietly suspended.

Wash away the lead and refine the mottling.

There was no Dao weapon in the gray flames, and in its place was a mass of immortal substance that was rich and unspeakable.

It was the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi, who was shocked by such a harvest.

There wasn't much joy, but he grew confused and uneasy.

Even if the Hongtao Realm was at its peak, even if the Old Heavenly Venerable suppressed the First Realm, in just a few thousand years, it would definitely not be possible to make up such a thick and rich immortal substance.

After all, this shouldn't be a substance that should exist in the world!

To a certain extent, the wisps of golden light represent eternity and eternal life!

So...... Where did all this come from......

The void is silent, and it is clear that no one can explain the mystery here.

It's just that in the next moment, Old Tianzun's terrible roar reverberated through the heavens and the earth, and even transmitted to the depths of the void.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed.

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

The way is slow, thirsty and hungry.

My heart is sad, I don't know how I mourn!

Through the mana storm, Lao Tianzun witnessed the scene of the fall of all the cultivators of the Hong Tao.

The sadness of that moment even surpassed any killing technique, and the boundless pain filled the soul of Lao Tianzun, as if it was about to tear his whole person apart.

The suffering here, as if the battle of the past years had reappeared in front of the eyes of Lao Tianzun.

Why...... Treat me like this......"

It was the sigh of almost despair.

He is especially powerful, even if he is injured by the Lord of Shiyi, he still has earth-shaking power!

It's just that...... It's just that I'm depressed.

No one has ever really understood the boy named Zhang Daohong, the lonely boy who woke up and changed the world and the world.

Fortunately, relying on a volume of "Huang Ting", he met the man who had been dressed in a white wolf for many years, a person who might be as lonely as him.

He embarked on the path of cultivation, and in the same way, no one could understand the excitement and throbbing in his heart.

It's just that by chance, he will think about it, and think that the person who is going to return like him understands him.

They should be one of the same kind of people.

It was the happiest time in Zhang Daohong's life, one after another amazing old monsters and Gaidai demons came together, to do the great cause of no one before and no one after another! They competed with a whole era!

Even, he met the woman who made people's hearts move......

There are also three descendants who make him feel that he can be entrusted with the mantle and inherit the Taoist system.

And then all this, in that battle to the sky, was completely destroyed.

When he left the Lechuan Mansion alone, the young man named Zhang Daohong was already dead, and after that, there was only the resident Tianzun, and only the old man Hongjun!

But even so, he still can't forget that magnificent ancient era!

He passed on the forbidden Yang World Immortal Method to his three disciples, and spread the plausible method all over the world, he felt that the latecomers were not worthy of the title of the ancient, but he stubbornly gave them the name of the old man.

No one knows the contradiction in Lao Tianzun's heart.

Sometimes, he would even be paranoid about thinking that as long as the Tao and the Fa were still there, it would prove that the path they had traveled in the last years of the ancient times was right!

It's just people who are wrong, it's just Taiyuanzi!

For this reason, he even erased the traces of Taiyuanzi's existence in the long river of time, and then, he left what he thought of history in the pile of old papers, and even to a certain extent, he has believed that false belief is true!

Having prepared everything, he finally decided to walk out of the path of revenge, which is also the path of enlightenment!

He's coming! With the power of the world!

But he categorically did not expect that this would be the case in the end.

Fall! Fall! or Fall!

The Three Dharma Bodies have fallen!

The power of the flood and the fall of the old man!

Three mantle disciples have fallen!

He knew that at this moment, the afterglow of the ancient era had finally come to an end, and the last traces of the demons of the Gaidai and the old friends of the past had also been erased in this way.

The avenue is alone.

He truly became a loner.

As soon as he thought of this, Lao Tianzun's expression became resolute.

With a wave of his sleeves, the various Dao weapons that had been revealed before manifested again, and the dense cracks on them all burst out with the aura of destruction at this moment!

In a moment's time, the Arithmetic exploded!

With the roar, Lao Tianzun broke free from the shackles of the White Bone Heavenly Kingdom, and the mana around his body was used to the pinnacle, and between the lightning and stone fire, he swept away the handprint that the Lord of the Shiyi Kingdom hastily patted, and then took a step!

The Sumeru barrier shattered around him.

In the next moment, the figure of the old Tianzun manifested in the depths of the high heavens.

His cold gaze stared at the cultivators standing quietly above the clouds.

In the palm of his hand, the golden book with dim light was sacrificed.

And in the palm of the old Tianzun, the Qi of Sumeru is constantly circling.

It was the breath that made the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi feel familiar and palpitations.

Fire soup Jedi!

In the past, he refined the fire soup Jedi into the world of Dongtian, and lived in seclusion here, never thinking that in the end, this world was found by Lao Tianzun.

Sumeru's Qi became more and more irritable.

Above the clouds, all the cultivators shot out in unison, and ten thousand streamers blasted towards the figure of Lao Tianzun.

Facing the killing of all cultivators, Lao Tianzun coldly waved his hand and slapped his palm on the golden book.

Boom ——!

The Dao Weapon shattered! The fragments of the inner Dao collapsed, and in a flash of thought, the cultivators were horrified to find that above the clouds and the sky, in the void, there were suddenly unfamiliar talismans and seals emerging one after another.

The sacrifice of the cultivators of the Hongtao Realm was not accidental.

Ancient formations are constantly colluding in the depths of the high heavens.

It was a very unfamiliar atmosphere, and it also made Su Musha very familiar.

The Void Heaven Array, the Void Heaven Battlefield.

With another wave of his hand, the Old Heavenly Venerable shattered the cave heaven transformed by the fire soup Jedi!

The boundless storm of Sumeru swept across the heavens, as if it were about to destroy everything!

But some things are immortal, almost eternal!

Through the mottled glow, Su Musha saw the distorted jungle and saw the bodies of countless false gods shattered.

And then - a golden rain of blood sprinkled in all directions.

Combined with the hoarse voice of the Old Heavenly Venerable, it spread far away.

"In this life, in this life, never die!"