Chapter Seventy-Eight: Ten Thousand Laws Are as Empty as Foam Light

"They're back. Looking at the sky from afar, Xuan Ming's eyes suddenly condensed and said leisurely.

"No, how can it be so fast. It's only been a moment's work, can they have decided the winner?" Jiufeng was shocked when he heard this. Dijiang's technique of reaching the end of the world is so mysterious, even if the end of the world is forever separated, it is only a stone's throw away for him. And the magic power of the ink mark is by no means weaker than him, since the two of them returned at the same time, they must have been distinguished. Could it be that ink mark is really so powerful, even the eldest brother can't compare to it?

"Not really. Inkmark's voice came from outside the sky, and although he said this, his tone was still so indifferent. "Dijiang Daoyou's end of the world is close at hand, and my Fuyao Jiuxiao are both the best in the art of flying away, and the two are indistinguishable. However, he and I have different philosophies, and the two supernatural powers are not the same path, so there is no need to compare them anymore. ”

"The same cannot be said. "Di Jiang and Ink Mark are neck and neck, but after all, his Taoism is slightly inferior to Ink Mark, so what he said to Xuan Ming, he knew a little later. "Brother Dao's realm is above me, but he refuses to use the Tao to defeat me, but only compares it with supernatural powers, which naturally makes me go. ”

As he spoke, two streams of light, one green and one red, galloped through the sky, but they fell back to everyone's side in an instant. Ink Marks raised his head slightly, looking leisurely at the flowers of Wakaki, and a breeze blew through him, bringing up a few strands of his loose hair, which looked very elegant. And Di Jiang has a different temperament from him, standing on the ground looks very calm, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that he is not as relaxed as ink marks now.

Just now, the two of them showed their magical powers, flying around in the Flood Barren Land Realm, to the North Sea, and then to Cangwu in an instant. Everywhere he passed, there were glimpses of light, and he left before he could see clearly. Ink Mark had tried out with Ming Xuan and the others once, but that time it was more to get the jade bead, and it was better than this time.

Di Jiang saw the ink marks quietly looking at the flowers, and suddenly asked, "This Daoist brother." If I'm not mistaken, if you shake the Nine Heavens, if you use it with Tianpeng Zongheng, the power can be a few points stronger. I didn't say it, yes and no?"

"Yes. Inkmark looked away from the flower of Wakaki and replied lightly. In his eyes, it was not surprising that Di Jiang could find this.

And so it was. Di Jiang sighed lightly. "My world is close at hand, and I have no gain from going up to the clouds. If Brother Dao hadn't used more than one supernatural power just now, I would have already lost. ”

"Taoism is the foundation, and supernatural powers are used. Inkmark didn't care, just said softly. "It's not about competing with others to win, this magic power, don't care too much. ”

"Thank you Brother Dao for waking up, I'm persistent. Di Jiang arched his hands and thanked him.

At their level, even if they don't use any supernatural powers, others can't do anything to themselves. Take the ink mark as an example, although the Jiuxuan fan in his hand is an innate spirit treasure, and he is not his opponent when he really fights, but if Di Jiang wants to leave, the ink mark may not be able to leave him. Di Jiang naturally knew about these things, but he always wanted to try it with Kunpeng, which led to many stories.

However, what Di Jiang didn't know now was that although these of them who had penetrated the realm of the Great Luo Golden Immortal were powerful, it was not that no one could deal with them. And the ink marks are known, and above them, there are also mixed yuan saints.

Moji picked the golden-red flower and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully, and suddenly a gentle wind blew, and the flower slowly floated up, and then blended into the sunlight: "I don't want to stay in this place for a long time." If you have nothing else to do, then the poor road will take your leave. ”

"This ······" Di Jiang paused, seeming to hesitate.

Houtu thought about it for a while, and then said to him: "I really have one thing, but I don't know whether to say it or not. ”

"If you think you should say it, say it, if you don't think you should say it, you don't have to say it. Ink Scarlet smiled slightly, not seeming to care.

After thinking about it for a while, he immediately decided: "If that's the case, then I'll say it." The Kunpeng clan had left Beihai not long ago. That place is now being ceded to the dragons. ”

"Oh, thank you. Poor farewell. Hearing this, Ink Marks only waved his wide sleeves and disappeared.

"Strange, strange. Houtu muttered a few times, but somehow.

Upon hearing the news, Moji immediately left, apparently going back to the Northern Underworld. But looking at his expression, there was no fluctuation, and his eyes always showed a touch of indifference.

North Sea.

A fierce man stood above the sea, wearing heavy armor and holding a large knife with infinite blood condensing on it.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his murderous aura must have been cultivated in countless wars. Only after countless battles and countless blood on his hands can he have such a vicious aura.

"Hahahaha!hahahaha!" The man looked at the sky from afar, which had long been gone, and finally put his mind at ease, and looked up to the sky with a long smile. "God really helps me! I didn't expect that when I first came to the flood wilderness, God gave me such a large piece of territory! As long as I am given enough time, I will hold the entire flood wilderness in my hands! What great supernatural powers, what divine immortals, I want them to bow their heads and tie their necks, and they will bow down at my feet!"

Accompanied by the man's wild laughter, I saw bubbles floating in the air, revealing an infinite strange scene. Whether it's an endless starry sky, or a vast continent, or a vibrant world, or a dead nothingness······ If you look closely, there are many figures, showing many stories.

The heaven and earth are as yellow as a chicken, and there is a bearded man inside, who is holding a plate axe, and with a wave, it is differentiated and turbid······ The primordial water is boundless, among which the lotus flowers bloom, the red sun rises, and the wind and rain howl, multiplying all things······ The golden egg floats on the water, hatches into a supernatural being, gives birth to five heads, five faces and four hands, and the rest expands into a cosmic ······ The earth is empty and dark, and the Spirit walks on the waters, and the infinite light is bright, and the air fills it, and so on for six days the world will be ······

These bubbles are a big world. The big world, above the small world, the small world and the middle world, is also known as the three thousand worlds, which is the sum of all worlds. This thousand is just a pronoun, but it is not a real reference, the meaning is extremely many, and it is indescribable. And the names of these worlds are also the division of levels, so no matter how many small worlds there are, it is impossible to form a small thousand worlds, and this is even more true of the middle thousand worlds and the large thousand worlds. But everything that can be seen and invisible, can be heard and cannot be heard, can be known and cannot be known, can be imagined and cannot be imagined, without exception, all in the world.

And this cycle of birth and death, becoming, dwelling, bad and empty, repeatedly, the cycle is endless······ and so on infinite changes, only in one thought, such a realm, really incomparably mysterious!