The universe is vast, boundless, and countless times and spaces are gushing like springs, weaving vertically and horizontally, staggered and overlapping, countless immeasurable galaxial worlds shine, and the swirls do not live.

The Tao is very good, and it is very good. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous.

None, the beginning of the world. Yes, the mother of heaven and earth.

Therefore, there is often none, I want to see its wonder, and I always have, I want to see it.

These two have the same name and different names, and they are the same mysteries.

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders.

The endless curtain of heavenly river water across the sky, mighty, galloping, stirring up countless immeasurable and uncountable bubbles of time and space, incredible, indescribable.

The clouds of dust flowed surging and floated above the 1296000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

Although the universe is vast, it is only for mortals, for cultivators, there is a limit after all, and they still think that the heavens and the earth are narrow and not spacious enough.

Especially the cultivators who have achieved the Earth Immortal Dao Fruit.

It's just that their ability is too great, and they often shuttle through the void, travel the sea of stars, comprehend the secrets of the Void Dao, and cross the universe just a little more time.

The young man carried his hands behind his back and stood on the cosmic stream, his green clothes like mist, and his flying sleeves and clouds.

Eyebrows and lips are handsome like gods.

Opposite him, there was a middle-aged Taoist with a clear and handsome face, a graceful and elegant temperament, and a sense of heroic and uninhibited.

And I saw that he was wearing a red robe like fire, like smoke and fog, with long and narrow phoenix eyes, golden reflections, and the scorching fire under his eyes was changing and changing, evolving all kinds of strange scenes.

At that time, the heavens and the earth were silent, the Nandou was like sleep, and the countless dust universes around the two were circulating, chaotic like rain, there were countless time, space and sea entangled, and all living beings were alive and dead.

"Why did Your Highness stop me in my way?"

The Emperor Taoist said loudly.

"Huh. ”

The young man snorted coldly and said, "Knowingly ask." ”

"There have always been capable people living in the ownerless things, so why should Your Highness protect those two little goblins. ”

The Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

"I'd love to. ”

"It seems that His Highness is going to force me to do it!"

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, and my guts have fattened a lot, Yan Wuhuang. ”

The corners of the Taoist's mouth twitched, and his face was very ugly.

A thousand years ago, when he first became an immortal Dao fruit, it was the time when his confidence exploded, he only felt that the world was big, and he himself was the biggest, so he found a teenager at that time.

The result can be imagined, since he was cleaned up by the teenager and returned with a fiasco.

Yan Wuhuang is also a person who does not admit defeat, and since then he has been in retreat and devoted himself to penance, participating in the Great Dao of Enlightenment, and not daring to relax for a moment, just to be able to shame this failure one day.

Speaking of which, he is a perfectionist, pursuing perfection in everything, once he does not meet his own standards and requirements in some aspects, he is very unhappy, and will try all kinds of ways to achieve the ideal state in his mind.

It is precisely because of this psychology that he will make great progress on the road of exploring the avenue, and go farther and farther.

However, there is no end to the avenue, and the heart of perfection will also become an obstacle for him, and it will be difficult for him to move an inch.

Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Time flies, passes in a hurry, and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

There is no time in the mountains, and there are thousands of years in the world.

Time, for cultivators, is precious and precious, but not precious and precious.

The reasons that are precious, the ones who have not necessarily attained them are like mortals, and they have little power to recover the lost time, and the reasons that are not precious are simpler, because they still have a long, long, long time left.

It grows to the point of being incredible, it grows to the point of being terrifying, and the achievement of the immortal Dao fruit has been immortal, and the longevity is endless, if it is not for the catastrophe that is difficult to overcome.

After all, fate is impermanent, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, and even the power of the heavenly immortals has a time to fall.

"Hehe, Your Highness, there is a saying in the land of China on the earth, I don't know if you have heard it?"

Yan Wuhuang said.

"Oh. ”

"Don't be impressed for three days!"

Yan Wuhuang was full of confidence.

"Well, I've become cultured. ”

The young man smiled slightly and said leisurely.

"You ......"

Yan Wuhuang breathed freaked, so angry that he couldn't speak.

Thundered!

Infinite thunder explodes, colorful and shining, the color is the color of the five directions and five elements, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, white, blue, black and red.

Boundless, innumerable, the sea of lightning and thunder descended from the sky, setting off waves of power and destruction, submerging the endless space-time universe and destroying the infinite galaxy world.

This change came so abruptly and unexpectedly, it was Yan Wuhuang's style, and he lived up to his fiery temper of fighting if he didn't agree with him.

The battle of the avenue is not in the tongue.

No matter how much you say, in the end, it's not a matter of seeing the truth under your hands and deciding the level.

Strength is king.

Such a momentum, such a grand scene.

The young man's face was as clear as water, and he smiled faintly: "Yan Wuhuang, you really haven't changed at all, you like to make some false heads, flowers." ”

After that, pouting, blowing in one breath will pass, just like the star Han bursting, the universe collapsed, and the endless five-colored thunder and lightning sea flickered slightly, and suddenly dissipated without a trace.

Yan Wuhuang naturally knew that this method was useless, so he pointed his hand, and the light on his fingertips was dim, and the large and small immeasurable black holes were surging in chaos and gushing out.

The suction of the invincible power silently opened, devouring everything in heaven and earth, sound, light, and even the fragments of time and space could not escape the fate of being devoured.

At the same time, there are countless red lotus blossoms floating out of the black hole, endless, layer upon layer, permeating the eight poles and ten directions, no far, turning into a world of red and strict joy.

But seeing the lotus blossom stretching, swaying in the wind, one by one, the pearl and jade essence streamer, clear and transparent, but it is not real, the time and space inside are born and destroyed, and the stars and rivers turn.

One by one, the lotus petals return to 100 million miles, and the next day, the divine light is vast, the auspicious clouds are four volumes, there are no dozens of innocent gods, saints and gods, and wonderful people, hundreds of millions of gods and kings, immortal kings, and innocent emperors.

Xuanhe Lingfei, Taiming Jade Girl, Fairy Fairy, Celestial Dependents Hundreds of Billions and Billions of Countless Counts, Holding Letters and Flags, Holding Flags, Kuang Long Wei Phoenix, Flying Fairy Feather Cover, Countless Celestial Flowers Dancing in the Sky, Falling Like Rain.

One by one, the black hole is surging, one by one the red lotus is born from the black hole, one by one the beads are hidden in the universe, one by one the lotus petals cover the day, one by one the innocent gods and people in the wonderful sky are immeasurable, the fairies are gorgeous, and the sky is full of flowers.

This cycle repeats endlessly, shaking the time and space of the great universe, and the end is as powerful as hell.

"That's what it looks like. ”

The young man sighed in his mouth, but his subordinates were unambiguous, and they also pointed out.

Laugh at!

The electric light was blazing, shooting out from the fingertips, like a long rainbow through the sky, like a dragon and snake, meandering, and falling into the world of Chiyan Miaole.

Airplanes!

It is as if the thunder is faint, the dragon is vast, like a silk lightning light as soon as the world of Chiyan Miaole is touched, it will immediately differentiate, one life is two, two is three, and three lives are infinite.

In an instant, I saw countless immeasurable cyan electric lights crisscrossing and crisscrossing, covering the entire Chiyan Miaole World, and the sharp and incomparable divine will filled the void.

Qingguang and Miaole World fought each other, green smoke curling, red mist fluttering, stalemate for a while, and the slightest aftermath made time and space chaotic and the universe shook.

"Huh, that's interesting!"

The boy looked a little happy.

It seems that Yan Wuhuang's thousand-year-old cultivation is still somewhat useful, not only is the Tao refined, but the magic power of a body is even more incomparable.

However, there is still a long way to go.

As soon as the young man's mind moved, the divine blade that was glued to the Chiyan Miaole World let out a clear sword sound, as if it had been hit with chicken blood, and it was killed in three or two clicks.

The light chips flew and scattered, and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of millions of cyan divine blades cut through the universe, cutting through time and space, and all things in heaven and earth could not be controlled.

"Drink!"

Yan Wuhuang snorted coldly, and there were seven streams of white qi, flowing from the seven orifices of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and he was swirling for a long time.

This is for him to comprehend the void, return to his roots, condense his seven spirits, and turn into the prototype of the primordial seven spirits, laying the foundation for shaping Pangu's true body in the future.

I saw that the seven white gases were gradually growing, hundreds of billions of miles long, shaking and changing, and there was no way to do it.

Shenfeng is cold, fierce and unparalleled, and the uproar is split into the white gas, and the white gas suddenly disperses, a chaotic and vast area, no top and no bottom, no first and no after, no beginning and no end, and Shenfeng is entangled together, disturbing the world, and the mighty and mighty.

Every time the air sword intersects, there is a great light blooming, and the sparks are bursting, filling the universe. In every ray of light, time and space are endless, and in every spark, there are thousands of wonders, and there is no stopping in the whirlpool.

Seeing that the prototype of the Seven Spirits had not been able to make meritorious contributions for a long time, Yan Wuhuang shook his body, and seven-colored Qingyun appeared on the top, with a width of 1296000000000000000 li, encompassing heaven and earth, and there are all kinds of things.

There is a pure and infinite glazed treasure tree, 64 trillion miles high, majestic and magnificent, the tree is divided into 3,650 layers, a layer of 3,650 branches, each branch has 3,650 golden lamps, a total of 48,627,125,000 golden lamps.

Brilliant and infinitely bright, shining above the nine heavens, among the branches and leaves of the treasure tree, the thousands of palaces and thousands of halls are painted again, endless pavilions and pavilions, and the courtyard is deep.

Yan Wuhuang's true power agitated, the pure and infinite glazed treasure tree shook slightly, the golden lamps touched, and the sound was crisp and pleasant, all of which were made into cave chapters, flying hundreds of billions of golden fires, forming countless ancient and mysterious cloud seal inscriptions, and entangled towards the divine edge.

"Good. ”

The young man's voice was clear and clear, and it was another finger, and hundreds of millions of divine blades suddenly divided into two sides, one continued to fight with the white qi, and the other went up against the golden lights.

When it is, also:

Bai Qi, Cloud Seal, and Shenfeng, the three chase and attack, and wrestle with each other, although Shenfeng fights Bai Qi and Yun Seal alone, but under the control of the young man, Shenfeng soars and changes, exquisite, and gradually presses the two to fight, and has no power to fight back.

Yan Wuhuang's face sank, his feet were wrong, he flew forward, and slashed out with a palm, the true power of his palm was contained but not revealed, and he was no different from ordinary mortals at a glance.

When the young man stood quietly in the universe, he was on the clouds of dust, but he saw his right arm raised, and pointed like a sword, pointing at Yan Wuhuang's palm.

The fingers were touching, silent, but the universe of heaven and earth responded to time and space, and the color was lost, and after a while, it regained its original brilliance.

Yan Wuhuang's sleeves rolled up, like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, the clouds and cranes soared into the air, and the three thousand green silks flew backwards for three thousand miles, piercing into the depths of the vast endless void.

The young man's fingertips trembled slightly, and the great power was rampant, Yan Wuhuang couldn't resist it for a while, and was immediately shocked away, and his body fluttered backwards, landing on an unknown star.

Whoa—

How could the planet under Yan Wuhuang's feet withstand it, it suddenly collapsed and collapsed, turning into boundless stars and sand and scattering, flowing in the criss-crossing space-time corridor.

One after another, one after another, shattering 12,960,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,0

This is not to say that Yan Wuhuang's cultivation is far inferior to that of a young man, but it once again proves an eternal truth:

If the cultivation is one line higher, it will be boundlessly high.