In the distant thunder sea, someone turned into humanoid lightning. This is a golden thunderbolt, which is extremely conspicuous.

There was another roar, almost with ten thousand thunders, and it shook the heavens again.

This is a golden roc that flies above the nine heavens.

There is a true God in the resurrection. This is a true god from ancient times, a true divine beast born from the beginning of heaven and earth.

"Golden-winged Roc ......" the man in blue looked up and muttered.

As he spoke, a stream of water continued to rush upstream, merging into the thunder, and then flowing into the distance.

This water in the sky, made of clear silver. and this thunder have been separated from each other. Even this thunder is unaware of its existence and blends into it.

The next moment, in the bright red lake, there was no longer the figure of the man in blue, everything was steaming into smoke, everything was turning into annihilation, including the two heads like mountains.

These were two extremely powerful ghost immortals, even more powerful than the one in the distance, but they were still killed by the man in blue without much effort.

The ghost immortal didn't notice that someone was approaching at this moment. His mind was completely attracted by the golden roc bathed in thunder.

The powerful momentum is really like a divine beast descending. His body couldn't stop trembling, and he couldn't pay attention to anything else. Even if the man in blue put his hand behind him, the sound of flowing water entered his ears and flowed into his body, but he didn't know it.

It's just because this ghost fairy is sweating profusely.

"Exactly... What's going on!!"

This ghost immortal was still unable to move, and the palpitations in his heart became more and more intense with the dazzling golden light in the thunder sea.

He felt the smell of death!

At his level, there is not much power that can erase it, not even the Heaven and Earth Xuanlei. Even if the soul is scattered, it can be reunited.

But at this time, there is only the heart of death. This mind lies in not being able to do it yourself, not to yourself, not to your own heart. Even if he still wants to live, he can only wish to die.

"What the hell is going on......."

The ghost fairy asked himself again, the illusionary big handprint in front of him had already collapsed in the thunder sea, turned into crystal points, and scattered in all directions.

The crystals are dotted, very beautiful and beautiful, but there is a hidden murderous intention.

The man in blue was already in the middle of the thunder, only a few hundred thousand miles away from the place where the golden roc appeared.

"What did he see?"

The man in blue looked straight at the golden roc hundreds of thousands of miles away. I saw the figure in it.

The qi and blood were majestic, and they all ran through the sky. It's just that this golden light is too bright and covers the blood qi, so you can't see the pillar of blood.

And because of the horror of the killing qi machine, I couldn't clearly feel the majesty of the qi and blood.

Everything is hazy. Including the young man. I don't know all this.

He didn't turn into Jinpeng, and it wasn't because of himself. Rather, it comes from a page.

There was a page, torn from the scroll in the hand of that statue. The pages of the book came to the top of the young man's head, and in a gust of wind, they tore apart and cracked, and they also turned into crystals.

These crystals were all sprinkled on the young man's body. Little by little, it is buried in the veins of the whole body.

He seemed to see the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and a god quietly rose, bursting with thunder, turning into a kind of catastrophe. When a huge figure streaked by, even the galaxy that was countless light years apart was shattered.

Suddenly, there was a great tripod descending from heaven here, this is not the transfiguration galaxy that the youth saw, but the place where the real world is.

Dading overwhelms the world and shocks the sky. There is a powerful momentum, gradually rising. This momentum made even the man in blue feel suppressed.

"This person... In the origin of the Tao of Enlightenment, trace

, the source of blood. The man in blue took a deep breath, and after a moment, there was a glint in his eyes.

"No, it's an unimaginable force that's pouring at the top. So... Does this power come from that stone?"

At this moment, several eyes fell here.

These are all true gods who have arrived in a hurry, and this pursuit of the road has naturally alarmed others, but the distance is too far to reach it in a short time.

There were three figures, stopping a million miles away. They didn't make a move, but waited and watched. Because, no one knows where this change in heaven and earth came from and by whom.

There was a whistling sound. This is the song of the Roc again. Then the thunder and golden light disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the young man had already opened his eyes, and in front of his eyes, there was no longer the statue sitting on the white tiger.

"Wandering?"

The young man muttered, his eyes blank.

Walk around and watch the lights, and watch the flowers. Everywhere there is a glimpse of the light.

Is this the passing before death? So you see the source of a family?

The young man smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes. It's just that when I closed my eyes, there was another trance ahead.

I saw that statue again.

This moment is not what he sees, but everyone in this world.

They are close at hand, but they are far apart. It seems that even if you trek through mountains and rivers and walk countless light years, you can't reach it.

The wind, dew, rain and frost, the seat looks at the bright river full of air, and the tentacles stretch out the air, so they hang upside down.

What people see is the flipping of heaven and earth, and the sky being trampled under the feet of this statue. It's just that the feet of this statue have never landed, and it seems that they can't bear to contaminate this once clear and watery world.

At this moment, the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm were in an uproar.

This rain of flowers, which has been falling for more than 600 years, is still continuing. It's just that the world is different today.

This is the clear light and the bright moon, the light and the echo. It is the illumination of light in the darkness.

With the intensity of this rain of flowers, people saw the eyes on the statue, and there was a flash of light.

It's a pitiful gaze.

In a trance, people heard a soft sound. It was the sound of stones shattering. Looking up, one saw a crack that went straight from the center of the statue's eyebrows to the chest.

The pages continued to turn, and it led to the vision of heaven and earth. Four pieces of paper, only four people can see the vision of heaven and earth.

Someone looked up blankly, and with an exclamation of surprise.

"Xie Yu!"

"Master!"

"Chu Cheng ........"

In this world, there are people who recognize this statue. In their hearts, they were all at a loss. For some reason, the man became a statue.

"The continuation of thousands of years, the inheritance of eternity. Since it has been won, what is the point of fighting a war? This is the building of ten thousand books, and it is the inheritance of all gods. People in the world, if they can see the stone of this mountain, they should open the vein of the origin......."

In the midst of the holy mountain, an old voice murmured, and the light in his eyes was bright.

"Six hundred years... Guanshulou finally appeared, legend, get the legend of ten thousand books, when there is a nine-day destiny, become the person who overrides all beings and overrides the taboo. ”

"Guanshulou... Guanshu Building... Even God does not know what it is. I only know that this is in the same vein as the Nine Heavens, and among the past dynasties, it is also Xuantian

You can control it. ”

"The man of this statue has no breath. But there is also a life here, this life... Even the old man didn't dare to use this as a guide, and then deduce. The Lord of the Nether... What is the origin of the person you fancie? It has given the old man a kind of mortal danger that once it is deduced, there will be a great disaster........

There was a soft sound of bamboo, and a dry hand was banging on the bamboo chair, and his heart was full of doubts. Suddenly, the old man suddenly thought of something and stood up suddenly.

"Lord of the Nether... It was once said. There was once a strong man in the world who was qualified to stand on the top of the world. He is also the most qualified person in the world to start the forbidden era. ”

"But... But that man, because of the deduction of a man, embarked on the road of mortality... Don't.... This man is ........"

The old man looked up suddenly, and his gaze fell directly on the statue of the man.

"The position of the Nine Heavens, the one who is in charge. Hand in hand view of the library...... Emperor... Emperor ........."

The old man's heart was shaken, and when he thought of all this, he finally realized it.

The Lord of the Netherworld is the oldest being here. He is also the strongest man in the heavens and all worlds. There is no one, only the strongest.

There is only one possibility for such a supreme being to be willing to pave the way for it, even at the cost of serious injury, to sweep away the worries left behind by the statue person.

That is, this person's origin is greater than that of the Lord of the Netherworld.

"In this world, there is only an emperor who can make the Lord of the Netherworld, who is at the peak of the second level of the Skyclave, bow down to him. Emperor... Unexpectedly, the emperor is really not dead. The old man's heart trembled.

A supreme being who has dominated nine great worlds, and now lives another life, continues to walk on the road of invincibility?

This strength makes all the strong people in the vast world bend their waists.

Another voice came suddenly, a soft voice, echoing in every part of the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm.

People don't know where the sound comes from. Because of this sound, there is no source.

This is a war word, falling between heaven and earth, in the ears of a certain four.

The atmosphere is majestic, and the blood is surging. The man in blue saw it again, and saw the roar of ten thousand thunders.

The young man seemed to be a puppet with a string in it, but it was indeed under his control.

The blood is vigorous, and the law is shocking. The young man once again stood in the midst of the thunderous sea.

With a loud roar, a black hair turned into a golden thread, and every trace cut through the sky.

At this moment, the statue finally disappeared in earnest. It's just that when it disappeared, there were three more cracks on the center of the eyebrows.

Young people are no longer scarred, but tall and tall, and they are strong and powerful.

The ghost was able to move after the statue disappeared, but the sweat was still there.

He is the body of a divine soul, so naturally he should not have this sweat. This is the power of the divine soul is fading, turning into a bead of liquid dripping.

"Fight!"

The young man roared at this moment, feeling the power in his body as if he would never be exhausted, and his heart was running with the cross scripture that appeared at the beginning of the opening, and he instantly came to the ghost fairy and punched out.

Boom!

This is the Jinpeng Divine Law, which once again evolves the power of the divine beast, and as soon as the golden light comes out, the world is convinced.

The beauty of the world is nothing but gorgeous blood flowers.

Under one punch, black blood Changhong, heaven and earth were smashed. It was also descended by Lei Ding, and the power of Lei Fa is unparalleled in the world.