The qi machine hooks the avenue to circulate, the wind stops, the clouds are quiet, and there are endless wonders born and died here.

The barren earth erupted with life, and the white dust remained in the air. The greenery blooms a little jade, and some crystal water droplets break through the ground and emerge. Only a moment of trance, everywhere you look, you can see that the spring is dyed everywhere.

The golden light swept by, rippling like a golden ocean.

Among them, Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing could no longer move, as if they were frozen in the air by golden light. The two of them had constricted their pupils and were deeply shocked, but they couldn't break free no matter what. Only at this moment, the golden body of the Buddha that Lu Chen had transformed into slowly raised his head, with a kind smile on his face. It raised its hand and lit out a golden light to circulate, returning everything to normal here, but only Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing in the golden light were still unable to move.

The wind rises again, the clouds flow again, and the white dust drifts away.

Everywhere you look, there is a green color covering a radius of 200 miles that begins to grow wildly, and in an instant, it turns into wild grass all over the ground, and the giant trees are towering to the sky. The ancient temple circulates the golden light, slowly silent, turning into the original simple appearance, between the inexplicable nothingness, there are the sound of the morning bell and the dusk drum echoing, there is the sound of Lang chanting the scriptures, there is the crisp sound of the wooden fish around the beam. The illusory figure walked in the corridor of the ancient temple, a monk chanting Buddha, a hurried passerby, and then a blood-red divine light suddenly fell from outside the sky, turning everything here into ruins.

The living beings were wiped out, and only the wizened old monk who swept the floor stood here.

He looked up for a long time, shook his head and sighed, and slowly came to the seventh-level Futu Pagoda with a broken broom in his hand. But when the bell rang and a golden-bodied Buddha manifested from it, the old monk knelt down and never got up. The wind rises, blows the golden light, and drifts away.

For many years, someone came from the ruins.

He was dressed in a white robe stained with blood, his eyes were as bright as knives, and he stepped down from the edge of the sky to the front of him in two steps.

The man looked up at the mottled ancient clock, stunned. After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at the almost invisible depression in front of the seventh-level floating pagoda here, which was the trace left by the old monk who knelt for an unknown amount of time. Short, flicking, no joy or sorrow, get up, step forward, arrogant. His fingers were stained with golden light, imprinted with traces of the Great Dao, and wrote ancient characters.

"There is no argument between good and evil in the world, I should cut off the sky with a sword! In a hurry of 400 years, how can I look at the railing? Only the sea of bitterness is endless, and there is no shore to look back..."

In the end, the man took off his blood-stained white robe, changed into a pitch-black robe, and turned away, leaving a long howl that shook the mountains and rivers and shattered, leaving endless ups and downs, stirring the qi machine to shatter, tearing through the ancient trees and weeds, and turning everything into vicissitudes and hideousness.

The wind rises, the golden light drifts away, all kinds of evolution, and there are hurried years.

Another person, stepping into the air, easily swept away the evil aura that did not disperse here with just a wave of his sleeves, and then arrived in front of the seventh-level floating tower. He stood here, looking up, he could see the golden light floating, and then the golden body of the Buddha stood between heaven and earth. And in front of him, the figure of the old monk also turned into an illusion.

This person looked at it for a long time, the corners of his lips suddenly hooked up a smile, and he put his hands together and recited a Buddha name, and the old monk stayed here to obsessively. Then he stepped forward, his fingers also bloomed with golden light, but they were not stained with blood, and the ancient scriptures of the Great Dao were imprinted on them. However, the font flowed, the qi floated, and the golden characters one after another drifted and condensed, turning into a poem and submerging into the seventh-level floating tower.

"Cultivation is embarrassing to the destiny of heaven, the enlightenment of the Dharma needs to be the true scripture, joy, sorrow and joy are uncertain, and a smile is bitter and peaceful. The robe is not quiet, but it is a clever scene, and it can be seen that the red dust has passed, and the world is hideous. ”

He raised his head, smiled, and turned the Buddha into nothingness, and then jumped to the top of the seventh-level floating pagoda, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and hit the ancient bell to make a deep sound, which was transmitted from afar.

The wind raises smoke and dust, and annihilates everything.

The seven-level floating tower has existed forever, and some people have traced traces in the smoke and dust to this place. He is filthy and dirty, crazy like a demon, every day and every night without going out of his mind or crying, crazy like a demon, staying here, there is no spring and autumn, and finally raising his hand to urge the Futu Tower, which no one can shake now, to suppress himself.

In the past, I don't know how many people have been here, but after all, they left a long sigh and turned to leave.

Among those many people, Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing clearly saw that one person's blood was arrogant, turning into nine wild dragons around his body, and he could destroy thousands of avenues.

The Qin family, the Great Sage of Kowloon.

He muttered something to himself, as if he wanted to leave traces of what he had been there, but in the end he failed and had to leave.

The smoke and dust blew away, and the golden body of the hundred-zhang Buddha reappeared, still with kind eyebrows, and slowly withdrew the golden light.

Time, as if going back.

The golden light faded and re-entered Lu Chen's body, and his eyes also regained their vitality, intertwined with complex and inexplicable pain, as if he could also see everything before. The 20,000 miles of golden light dissipated, and the ancient trees that were originally visible to the sky also returned to nothingness, still the same as before, and there was a vicissitudes of life.

The dust rises and falls, but it is barren.

When he looked up, Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing were in a trance, and they immediately reacted, and they couldn't care much more, raised their hands to take out the teleportation jade platform, and tore the path of the void and left.

The fluctuation of qi woke up Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing who were in deep thought. The two of them changed their faces and hurriedly chased into the Void Path.

only saw it before, but it made the hearts of the two complicated and unspeakable, and they also knew that everything was caused by Lu Chen. There are still many secrets in him that have not been revealed, but I am afraid that he does not know about them.

With such a mutation, Ren Tianxing no longer had any intention of making a move, he just wanted to catch up with Lu Chen and take him down.

The seventh-level Futu Pagoda involved many secrets, and Ren Tianxing was born in the Ren family, and he was also the holy son on the surface of the Ren family, so he naturally knew many things unknown to outsiders. Previously, two people had imprinted golden characters on the seventh-level Futu Pagoda, and even though their faces were not real, Ren Tianxing still recognized them.

The one who was stained with blood in a white robe was the Blood Heavenly Sage.

And the latecomer is the Chosen Sage.

Before the ancient era, which has erased all traces, these two characters who have left different legends, born in the same era, are real legends. They broke the decay and rose to prosperity, and then broke the prosperity to become a broken ancient... The Blood Heavenly Great Sage left behind the path to the prosperity of the body refining, and the Heavenly Chosen Great Sage left behind the chivalrous heart of the cultivator. And what is the relationship between these two legends who have long since left and Lu Chen...

Can't figure it out.

Ling Caiwei didn't care about this, she only stared at Lu Chen who was running in front of her, and she had an obsession in her heart to bring him back. Whether it is the Blood Heavenly Great Sage or the Heavenly Chosen Great Sage, it has nothing to do with her. All she cares about is Lu Chen, and everything else is out of sight.

One person fled, two people chased after him, and there was no more waves.

Lu Chen didn't dare to be careless, he stepped out of the Void Road, and instantly opened the Void Crack again and stepped into it.

All the way south, across the mountains and rivers in a hurry.

After crossing the void six times in a row, Lu Chen's face finally showed panic.

Qin Fang said that if he fled to Gongsun's house and Qin's family, he would be able to keep him safe. However, he was not proficient in controlling the path of the void, and he had fallen six times during this time, and he had already arrived near the Gongsun family and the Qin family, and he could see three thousand palaces suspended in the air from a distance, and the glow was full of brilliance. However, the distance is still not short, and I only run on my legs, and I don't know how long it will take to get close.

If he was someone else, he could tear the void again and control the distance, but Lu Chen didn't know what to do.

Crossing the Void again will only go far away.

Behind him, Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing both rushed out of the Void Road and had already caught up.

Lu Chen had no time to think, so he could only run for his life. And he also mobilized his blood and qi to surge wildly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body quickly moved towards the distance, bringing the sound of the wind like rolling thunder.

However, in comparison, Ling Caiwei and Ren Tianxing were much faster.

That Ren Tianxing's eyes were cold, and his feet shrank into inches, and he landed in front of Lu Chen in only two steps, blocking his way. And Ling Caiwei's body turned into a yin and yang curve, and in an instant, she was three feet behind her.

"Dog, will you go back with me? I'll send her away, I can do whatever you want, don't go, as long as you stay with me, I'll give you a lot of things! Don't run away, okay? Come back with me, I really only have you..."

Ling Caiwei hurriedly spoke, and stepped forward a few more points.

Ren Tianxing suddenly snorted coldly, without saying a word, he raised his hand and turned into a crystal big hand to grab it in the air, wanting to directly suppress Lu Chen, and he was also included with the weak barbarian.

Seeing this, Lu Chen's pupils contracted, and he was about to take out the steel knife to resist, but suddenly saw a figure in front of him, and Ling Caiwei had already come closer. She used her fingers to outline the black and white Dao marks in the void, and evolved a towering ancient tree that grew wildly, colliding with the crystal hand, and both of them were destroyed.

After all, Ling Caiwei's cultivation was weaker, and although she blocked Ren Tianxing's blow, her face suddenly turned pale, and she retreated again and again, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

"Ling Caiwei, you still have to stop me!"

Ren Tianxing's face was ugly, and a fierce cold light flashed in his long and narrow eyes, and behind him suddenly turned into a golden curtain that covered the sky, spitting out countless Dao weapons, surging in.

He relied on the golden curtain to have infinite power, and his aura had never been attenuated at all, and his momentum was even stronger. However, Ling Caiwei didn't have such a ability, the previous battles had consumed most of her strength, and she could only barely resist for a few minutes, and then pulled Lu Chen and retreated, avoiding the suppression of many Dao weapons.

"Ren Tianxing, if you dare to hurt him in the slightest, I will definitely take your life!"

Ling Caiwei screamed, her face full of hideousness. She was dressed in a black-striped white dress, and suddenly took out a black and white long sword and swung the qi of Liangyi around it. The sword body trembled slightly, flying in the air, and turned into two blades, one black and one white, entangled around her and Lu Chen's side, deriving the original pattern of yin and yang to envelop the body, resisting the bombardment of several Dao weapons one after another.

However, Ren Tianxing's momentum did not fall, and his gestures changed, and the canopy behind him spit out countless Dao weapons, and there was a mottled aura tangled.

"Take my life? Oh, joke! But I want the dog-faced monk behind you, and if you stop me, I'll kill you first, and then suppress him!"

He laughed loudly, his eyes were full of coldness, and he urged countless Dao weapons to smash down.

Ling Caiwei's face changed, and she could only try her best to urge the black and white sword blades to defend, but there was no room for resistance. After all, the gap between the two people's cultivation is not small, and Ren Tianxing has the golden canopy as the backing, and when his spiritual power is endless, he can sway it wantonly.

In the distance, there was a sudden flicker of light and shadow, and the white light drifted in, as if it was slow and urgent, and came to Ling Caiwei and Lu Chen when there was no room for it, and easily blocked the many Dao weapons.

There is a son, leisurely, wearing a white robe embroidered with green pines, singing and stepping on the breeze.

The sound of Lang Lang came from afar.

"I'm an ordinary Shanshuilang, and the Heavenly Sect divides and is crazy. He has been given a rain cloud coupon, and he is tired of staying in the cloud to borrow the moon chapter. Thousands of poems, thousands of wines, how many have focused on the Hou Wang, Yulou Jinque lazily returned, and inserted plum blossoms drunk Hanyang. ”