The words are divided into two ends, not to mention how Lu Yue and the Qishou Immortal entered the Four Elephants and Five Elements Array, but on the other side, in the Chaos Tiantai Xuan Palace, the Returnless Daoist sat quietly on the cloud bed, the clouds above his head were like water, the three flowers were surging, the five qi were rolling, and a mysterious green jade scepter was held on it. As the flow of golden light above Qingyun fluctuated layer by layer, it emitted the aura of creation.

Boom –

The Dao Dao Dao Dao Pattern entered the Heavenly Spirit Mud Pill Palace of the Daoist Dao Man, and immediately turned into a sky-high creation qi, endlessly, a wave of heaven and earth immortal qi traversed the void, and a trace of the Great Dao imprint was immediately absorbed. A mysterious pattern appeared in the center of the eyebrows of the no-return Taoist, pure and unblemished, blooming with millilight, full of colors, and thousands of rui qi were clearly distinguishable, and the heaven and earth seemed to suddenly exude a peaceful, auspicious and festive atmosphere.

In the middle of the night, the returnless Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, looked up to the sky and laughed: "The avenue is fifty, and the Tianyan is forty-nine, so leave one." Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. All things have life and death, life or death, death or life, all are creation!"

All of a sudden, the clouds above the heads of the returnless people were bright, emitting thousands of kinds of light, and hundreds of millions of brilliant lights were intertwined, reflecting the radius of thousands of miles. The three thousand six hundred and fifty pores suddenly opened, shining brightly, dazzling, cyan qi rose into the air, and seeds within a million miles of chaos broke through the ice, pumped roots and buds, bloomed prettyly, and the fragrance of flowers attacked, refreshing people's hearts.

I saw that in this firmament of the sky, a mysterious power continued to generate and evolve, for a while, the world was uncertain, and the transformation of living beings was unparalleled, but it was the Daoist of no return who comprehended the creation of the Xuan Scepter, and felt the power of the fragments of creation, and was faintly able to urge the power of the Heavenly Dao to evolve the immeasurable Dao method.

If it is said that the creatures of the desolate world, the quasi-saint can use the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the saint can urge the power of the Heavenly Dao, then the non-returning Daoist can now faintly evolve the power of the Heavenly Dao, although this evolution is just the slightest change in the process of the most basic urging, but for the saint, such a trace of change is already the result of cultivating the Tao to keep up with the next level.

I saw that the people of no return to the Tao comprehended this immeasurable avenue, boom, in the void, the long river of fate manifested, and the origin of the soul of the people of the no return to the Tao fell in the long river of fate, and the 36,000 pores of the body began to relax, and the water of thousands of fate rolled in, and began to wash away the earthly qi, the qi of the immortals, the light of the Buddha, and the clear qi of the Daomen, from the past and the present to the future.

Just when the Daoist of No Return is constantly contemplating the changes in the long river of fate and experiencing the rhyme of the Dao, suddenly, I saw that on the long river of fate, there was a slight change in the fortunes of the weather, this change was extremely small, just like a wave rising in the sea, inconspicuous, fleeting, it was fast, if it were not for the fact that the Daoist of No Return has grown again, and under the light of the holy light, I am afraid that I would not be able to perceive this change in luck.

Suddenly, there was a doubt in the heart of the Taoist of no return, and as soon as his heart moved, the top of the Creation Scepter was sacrificed in the air, and the power of the mysterious Heavenly Dao suddenly escaped, constantly outlining and condensing in the void, evolving the heavenly machine, and going towards the place where the luck moved.

I saw these two people, one with blonde hair and white robes, with a face like jade, with a sign of kindness, holding a cross, exuding milky white brilliance all over his body, in the midst of the war between heaven and earth, but he continued to transform sentient beings and preach in all directions, but asked the believer to 'confess' to the gods the sins in his heart, saying that if the believer 'repented', he would be able to 'redeem' his own 'soul' and 'eternal life'.

The other person is holding a scripture book, wearing a black robe, and his body is as black as ink, which is the same as the white-robed and golden-haired person, and the scripture in his hand constantly absorbs the resentment and repentance that the world only sees, and constantly enhances his own strength.

Seeing the two people who were completely different from the desolate world, but the same as the Western appearance in the later generations, the hearts of the Daoists of No Return trembled, Jesus, Muhammad, Christianity, how could the religions in the later generations appear in the desolate world, and when I thought of the two major religions that were terrifying and spread all over the world, the alarm bell in the hearts of the Daoists suddenly rang.

Immediately, the scepter of creation in the hands of the non-returnee waved violently, and he saw the wisps of creation qi, like dripping water from the eaves, falling in the long river of fate, tracing back to the source, towards Jesus and Muhammad.

I saw that the qi of creation fell on the bodies of the two people, and suddenly, the bodies of the two of them were inspired by a great force, in the body of Jesus, a milky white brilliance rose to the sky, with a holy bell, resounding through the heavens and the earth, and the Dao light rushed straight into the sky, resisting the exploration of the qi of creation.

The scriptures in Muhammad's hand also bloomed, as if the darkness of eternity had struck, as if the sky was suddenly covered by a black curtain, and thousands of glows were swallowed up. The figure of that Muhammad, accompanied by darkness, was like a ghost, the scriptures in his hand protected his body, wrapped up and down, impermeable, there were no pupils in his eyes, the surrounding gusts of wind blew, and a shadow behind him, a dark and depressed feeling came to his face, which made people feel cold and uncomfortable.

Seeing this, the Daoist frowned, and was immediately furious, but from the bodies of those two people, he felt a force that was not weaker than that of the saint, and immediately shouted, and the Creation Scepter in his hand waved violently, booming, as if the sky was falling, the Creation Scepter fell into the void, bringing up colorful light, and the invisible Dao rhyme was like a vine, falling into the long river of fate.

The saint's method is really extraordinary, the returnless Taoist is now making full efforts, and the Creation Scepter is stirred in the void, and countless heavenly opportunities are revealed, although the power of those two people is not inferior to that of the saints, but in the end, it is not as good as the non-returning Taoist who can urge the power of the Heavenly Dao and evolve the heavenly machine.

I saw the drop of fate of the long river of fate falling on the scepter of creation, the colorful light Lan suddenly broke the power of the two people, and saw a rub, a black and white brilliance, but it broke through the void, in the immeasurable void beyond the extreme west, but it was the manifestation of a mysterious world, milky white brilliance through the chaotic fetal membrane, falling in the chaos, the holy bell, the fragrance of strange flowers and plants, with an inexplicable power of faith, but it was instantly scattered in the desolate world, causing the saints to shake, looking towards the void.