"Come to the wind!"

One step later, the figure of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi stood above the clouds.

It was an indescribable coldness, that is, the landlord and the Eastern Emperor who knew Su Musha since he thought he had met him, and he was also surprised at this moment.

The gray-clothed Taiyuanzi's face, which seemed to be carved from rough mountain rock, seemed to have only precipitated the vicissitudes of time, and even stared at those dark eyes, but he couldn't see the slightest emotion from them.

Zhu Xiu looked at it, as if he was looking directly at the years, as if he saw some inhuman existence.

In the same place, only the owner of the Shengxiao Mansion muttered softly.

He had seen something like that over the years.

"The Demon ...... of Years"

The old lord had done something similar, because he had been the lord of the years since the beginning of the year!

Now, Tai Yuanzi has also done the same thing, sealing the years and becoming a demon!

The hoarse voice continued to echo above the clouds.

When I first heard it, the dark sky dome, for a while, it seemed that even the Nine Heavens Wind was stagnant because of it!

In the next moment, a boundless wind swept in!

That's the wind of the years!

The sky was clear and sunny, and for a while it seemed to be covered with gray veil.

Along with the wind was a misty gray mist!

For a time, the Dao of the High Heavens seemed to be cut off from the entire Daqian because of it.

The Qi of the years was so viscous, so dense, the hearts of the cultivators throbbed for no reason, and in a trance, they seemed to hear the roaring sound of the long river of years.

The next moment, they saw it for real.

I saw the long river of years when the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi's left hand was slowly raised!

Heaven and earth are silent.

What kind of power this should be, to make people lift the years!

That slender figure seems to be standing at the other pole of heaven and earth, stepping on the years, shaking time, from the unspeakable place, towards all beings!

Boom——! Boom——! Boom——!

The roar of the years is becoming more and more real.

It's just that many of the desolate ancient cultivators above the cloud sky looked surprised and raised their eyebrows slightly.

As the days passed, they did not feel the erosion of the years.

The boundless river seemed to be densely divided into tributaries above the clouds, and they were the only ones who seemed to be "lucky" to stand on the dry bank of the riverbank.

And the cultivators of the Hongtao Realm were also captured by the river net, allowing them to escape beyond the ordinary, and allowing them to shuttle through Sumeru, but they were still in the years.

The thin figure approached.

The Qi of the years is gradually boiling.

In the distance, a sword light slashed in, shattering the Void Barrier.

It seemed to be the place where this great river returned, and the cultivators looked through the crack in the void, where it was the extreme depths of the void in the Ancient Realm.

The vacuum is wonderful, and the void is wonderful.

In this way, without hurrying, the figure of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi gradually approached.

And the long river of years is rolling by, constantly pushing the figures in the long river, as if they are about to be pulled away from heaven and earth little by little.

It is not the end of the road, and it is not a lost fortune. On the great river of independence, the north wind comes to blow people.

Snow and frost have been renewed. If you don't kill in the harsh winter, how can you see spring.

Ignore angry shouts and screams, and don't hear terrible roars.

There is no forbidden way, and there is no decisive killing.

The origin of the Great Dao trembled unprecedentedly at this moment, which was a symbol of the fall of the powerless power.

In this way, it is silently drowned in the years, as if it has died without a disease, as if it has become natural.

One figure after another, in this way, was silent in the eternal rushing river of years, as if the time of their long life was condensed in this breath of time.

Hong Tao, Hong Tao.

There is a bit of a corresponding funny thing in a proverb.

Gray handprints are taken from the depths of the heavens.

It was the figure of the Eastern Emperor, his face was even paler, and there was blood all over the dragon robe.

With the precursor of the willow ghost, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi also wanted to follow suit, but the colorful clouds of the heavenly dome had disappeared with Luo Zun's ascension.

was also photographed by the handprints that covered the sky, as well as the old demon monkey.

One person has fallen to the Heaven and Earth Fruit Rank, and the other person is just an ordinary demon saint, what the willow ghost can easily do, but it is very difficult for them.

That's why they have already burned their qi and blood, burned some of their souls, and even their origins!

The originally young and burly demon monkey is also leaning on his body at this moment, looking extremely old.

Glancing at Donghuang Taiyi, the hoarse voice of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi came out.

"Others can sacrifice their lives for righteousness, but you have to live! You have to see with your own eyes, see the life and death, ups and downs of the demon clan, and then atone for your sins!"

When the words fell, the handprint covering the sky shrouded the pale Eastern Emperor Taiyi and continued to fall.

Hundreds of millions of divine patterns emerged, sealing the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and then turning into a streamer, submerging into the mountains and rivers of the Southern Regions, and disappearing.

Then, the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi looked at the old demon monkey, the demon saint who had impressed him deeply.

"Don't always shout that life and death go together, live well, the great horror between life and death is enough to make people despair. ”

When the words fell, the sword light in the palm of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi slammed lightly, smashing the groggy old demon monkey towards the extreme north of the Southern Regions.

It was close to Zhongzhou, and with the aftermath of the confrontation between the Lord of Shiyi and the Old Heavenly Venerable, it also began to sink and evolve towards the ancient battlefield.

Seeing the figure of the old demon monkey disappear from sight, the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi turned his gaze and stared at the figure that was still struggling in the long river of years.

There are still those who are still struggling, except for the youth and the power of youth, and there are only the old people.

Xu is such an experience, such a brilliant heavenly might, finally makes people feel the great horror between life and death.

Someone's humanity collapsed, and the clarity of the spiritual platform collapsed little by little, and he laughed wildly.

"I have the way of immortality in the yang world! How are the years, why should I be buried immortal! My way is eternal, let's take out the sword! You and I have done a battle, and then decide life and death!"

The wild laughter was so piercing above the silent clouds.

The gray-clothed Tai Yuanzi first shook his head slightly, and then shook his head.

"The Immortal Road of the Yang World...... The longevity of the sun and the moon in the same heaven and earth may be immortal, or it may be eternal, but the avenue is entrusted with a half-step immortal weapon, and it is not you who are eternal, but immortal substances. ”

When the words fell, the gray-clothed Taiyuan turned his hand and put away the Qingfeng Sword.

He slowly raised his right hand.

A wisp of gray flame condensed on his fingertips.

There are no traces of the Tao and the Dharma, not even violent temperatures.

A little bit of sparks, just like this, fell lightly towards the long river of years.

Boom ——!

The river network above the cloudy sky is completely boiling at this moment!

That's the Yan of time!

The sea of fire drowned out the man's wild laughter.

Dead silence reigns above the clouds.

The roaring waves and flames made many ancient powers like they were facing great enemies, and almost instantly set up a retreat and avoided them from afar.

From a distance, in the surging sea of fire, there was once again only the thin figure of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi.

It was as if he had come from one pole outside the heavens and the earth, and now he was going to the other pole beyond the heavens and the earth.

The avenue is alone.

Zhu Xiu looked at it, and the figure hanging above the long river of time was so depressed.

Then, the figure of the gray-clothed Taiyuanzi gradually blurred.

The sea of fire in the sky began to surge towards the Sumeru crack, until finally, with Su Musha's figure, disappeared.

In the same place, all the cultivators looked at each other, if it weren't for the blood rain in the sky, if it weren't for the violent fluctuations in the sky above Zhongzhou, what demon court heavenly tribulation, what otherworldly cultivation, as if it had never appeared, as if it was a mirror, it only taught people to be in a trance.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

In the end, the years are buried and there is no return.