The ancient realm, above the clouds.

One by one, the figures turned into flowing brilliance, blooming with colorful Dao rhyme, propping up one boundless Dao realm after another, and evolving the supreme Dao karma refined over the years.

It was a burly old and strong man like a mountain, and the years had carved a profound trace on his body, but it could not drown his majestic qi and blood!

Mighty and powerful!

With the surge of qi and blood in the body of the willow ghost, the sound of muffled thunder resounded through the sky, and on his body, a certain aura that was completely different from the Dao Law of Heaven and Earth gradually emerged!

The same divine light flashes, and the same dense patterns.

But at this moment, the body of the willow ghost was changing, the realm of cultivation began to blur on his body, and some characteristics of his Dao body began to become inhuman, gradually leaning on the demons.

Looking at the changes of the willow ghosts, above the clouds, many demon saints showed shocked expressions.

This is the past that was submerged in the years in the past, at the beginning of the prime, the reckless world where the immortal road was not flourishing, there were people who slaughtered demons, used cruel witchcraft, and used the blood of the demon clan to become a great medicine, collecting and smelting, and achieving themselves!

It was a bloody past, when there were demons in the heavens who had murderous intentions, but in the end, they achieved the general trend of the willow ghosts!

As soon as he thought of this, many people looked in the direction of the owner of the Shengxiao Building.

They are the demons of the same era, there was a dispute between the avenues in the past, and looking at the results today, it is undoubtedly the victory of the master of the Shengxiao Building, so that there is the ethereal bearing of the Xuanmen Immortal Sect, not the bloody spell of the willow ghost.

Between the lightning and the fire, there is no one to pursue the secrets hidden in the past.

Zhu Xiu just watched quietly like this, watching a figure who had already been buried in the long river of time, in the last years of the primeval period, recreate the grandeur of the past!

This is the ancestor of the body refining lineage!

It was a sturdy old turtle, walking on crutches and seemingly slowly walking in the cloudy sky.

As soon as the old monster of the Shou Turtle appeared, it caused all the demon saints on this battlefield to shake, and their blood gushed out!

The most ancient power of the demon clan! The last essence of the ancestral land of 100,000 mountains!

It was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who also bowed his head silently in front of the Shougui Demon Saint.

In the past, when the demon clan rose from the northern region to suppress the luck of the ancient world, the old demon saint once raised an objection, thinking that cooking oil with fire and brocade with flowers was not a long-term way, and the demon clan that was too prosperous might usher in future troubles.

At that time, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, who was still in his prime, only thought that the demon clan's Dinghai Divine Needle was too old, and even his mind became stale.

No one would have thought that the words of the old demon saint would fall to this day one by one.

The two looked at each other silently, and the old demon saint just sighed and looked away.

He looked around at Tianyu, and the aura on his body bloomed unabashedly, and the Heavenly Dao Xuanji of the Eternal Ages seemed to have all converged on the body of the old demon saint at this moment.

"What the demon clan owes, the demon clan repays! The sons and daughters are not exhausted, and the old man repays!"

This is the ancestor of the demon clan!

"Grievances through the ages! Old tortoise, all kinds of things in the past will be buried in the years! Dao Ye will not worry about your tortoise shell in the future!"

The cold voice suddenly sounded, and the Shou Turtle Demon Saint's expression moved slightly, looking at an open place somewhere in the clouds.

"Sun is not dead, I never thought that you are not dead!"

"Ye Ye is dead, who will collect your body? Also, from today, Dao Ye changed his name to Sun Changsheng!"

When the words fell, the heavens and the earth were in turmoil, and the boundless realm unfolded in that empty place.

It was an innumerable coffin, as if it had turned into a long river, across the sky, burying endless stories and years.

Sun Buying stood above the long river, dragging an empty coffin with one hand, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Bury the sky, bury the earth, bury a river in Huangquan.

Rushing to live, rushing to die, rushing to refine the Dao fruit with the spirit corpse.

Kill you, kill me, kill the immortals!"

The strange and treacherous ballad hummed softly from Sun Immortal's mouth, and for a while, in the long river, the group of coffins shook, as if the music of the dead was played, accompaniment to the old monster.

This is the ancestor of the corpse!

......

The group cultivation is brilliant, this is the last carnival of the primeval monks.

There are not only hideous people like these people, but also unpredictable characters who have silently combined their Taoism between heaven and earth.

Someone shook the sword, but all kinds of killing thoughts converged in the starlight of the primeval star sea, and there was no trace!

Some people recite Sanskrit sounds, and when they listen carefully, they feel as if they have seen the wonderful appearance of the twenty-four pure lands of Buddhism, as if the Buddha has come to the world!

Someone stood quietly beside Luo Zun, not moving, but there was a dim blood light, faintly connecting the monstrous boiling blood on this battlefield!

No one called, and all the changes burst out between the lightning and the fire.

Almost at the same time, in the flash of thought, all the cultivators moved the killing intent in unison!

The treasure light was shocking, and the handprints that covered the sky instantly imprisoned several old men who had hooked up with the Void Heaven Array, and the simple and evil divine light bloomed, which was the willow ghost trying to transform these otherworldly cultivation contaminated with an almost immortal aura!

Xuanji circulated, and in an instant, there were several old men whose faces turned pale, and before they could react, they lost their souls and turned into a mass of black blood, which was the magic of the old monster of the longevity turtle, the method of cursing and killing!

The crowd of corpses was full of corpses, and there were ancient formations descending into the world, and even the strange ballads hummed by Sun Immortal's mouth seemed to have become part of the treacherous power, and the boundless sea of corpses drowned the figures of one old man after another.

There are also three swords of the sun, moon and stars falling from the depths of the high heavens and sprinkling into the sky.

There are also twenty-four weeks of Tianhua boundless Buddha country, forcibly crossing the world.

And also......

After a long period of killing, above the clouds, the bloody Qi of this battlefield makes people's hearts palpitate.

At this moment, the boundless blood and evil qi suddenly moved, but there was no warning, as if it was natural, and the antelope hung its horns.

In the blink of an eye, the surging sea of blood gathered, surging towards the power of the old man in front of Luo Zun.

At the same time, Luo Zun and the woman in palace clothes beside him, one of them shook the flag, and the other pinched the magic seal, accompanied by the turmoil of the sea of blood, and killed the old man!

There is a great terror between life and death.

The palpitation almost distorted the old man's countenance.

The invincible Topaz Pagoda burst into sorrow under the wash of the sea of blood.

Even that scroll of Yin and Yang Atlas was corroded in half of the moment it was contaminated with the breath of the Sea of Blood, and the aura collapsed in an instant.

The power of the ghosts knocked down the topaz pagoda above the old man's head.

The woman in palace clothes, who looked somewhat similar to Luo Qingyi, also waved the magic seal, tearing the yin and yang.

The gods turned into sharp swords and pierced into the old man's body.

His breathing began to become difficult, and the past came back to his mind as if it were a passing eye.

Is this the moment when the poor road ends sadly?

Thinking like this, before the old man's soul completely sank into the boundless darkness, an old sigh sounded in his ears.

Sumeru rewinds.

A golden book blocked Luo Zun and the woman's killing technique, and it also moved the old man and pulled him behind him.

It's just that all the gods of heaven have entered the body, and in the end they have cut off the old man's three flowers and five qi, and they have fallen to the peak realm.

No one rejoices.

Even Luo Zun was like a great enemy, and the fellow cultivators stared at the old figure that suddenly appeared above the clouds.

God's Honor.

"Such a prosperous heaven and earth can be my immortal Dao fruit. ”

Lao Tianzun held the golden book in one hand and stroked his beard in the other, as if he wanted to take in the scenery between heaven and earth.

Just when the old man raised the golden book in his hand and wanted to do something.

Above the clouds, the movements of all the cultivators were all in unison.

Then, all the cultivators looked in the direction of the shattered Hades.

It was a gray hunting wind!

That's the roar of the years!

It was a crazy figure!

"Ge Laozi, it's another crazy ball!"

The sound of Huanghuang reverberate, and for a while, even Lao Tianzun was slightly distracted, as if he was about to be completely drowned in the washing of the years just by listening to this voice.

There were only a few old monsters who survived at the beginning, staring at the crazy figure with complex and feeling.

The first person in Taikoo, the first demon in Gaidai!

Lord of Shiyi!