In the years of Taoism, only Ji Changkong has been inherited in ancient and modern times, and no one has practiced except for the holy bones.

Airplanes!

He urged the trace of imprint in his body with all his might, which was formed by the convergence of countless black rays of light into his body, and at this time, most of the black light had turned into a talisman and imprinted in the sea of knowledge.

This is the Dao Law Talisman, at least the pinnacle spell created by the king can be condensed.

It stands to reason that it is impossible to practice the Tao with Ji Changkong's current realm, and before the realm has arrived, there is no way to practice, knowing the method of cultivation, having enough resources, and even having a teacher to guide him is impossible, because the soul is ignorant, and every word contains the supreme Tao rhyme.

But he is different, he is directly imprinted by the inheritance of the Holy Bone Saint, which is a supreme blessing.

It is impossible for those saints to get such an opportunity, because it is almost equivalent to stripping out the Dao, which also has a great impact on the saints.

If it weren't for the unimaginable existence of the Holy Bone Saint, ordinary saints would not have been able to do it at all.

Rumble!

At the moment when the black light was about to disappear completely, something happened abruptly.

The core part suddenly shattered, and then his mind was pulled into it, and in the blink of an eye, another world appeared.

There are only four people, four saints in this world!

The mighty luck of the human race, the unimaginable qi, can be spread at will to make the stars hundreds of millions of miles apart burst together, the power of the saint is really unimaginable, the holy bone saint stands proudly in the void, the starry sky and all the ways are circulating under his feet, the sun, moon and stars seem to be not as tall as him.

The vast breath turned into a dragon, a white tiger, and a unicorn...... , unpredictable, flipping.

And its opponent is also lucky, and the three breaths can overwhelm the three thousand realms through the ages, and it has been invincible throughout the ages.

The last battle, Ji Changkong Mingwu!

Four saints, the Holy Bone Saint fought against three people alone, he was the only one throughout the ages, bold and fearless, such a character is the luck of the human race, but also the luck of the descendants.

Boom, boom, boom!

The battle began, and the three hazy demon clan saints all rolled out their palms, simple and ordinary.

This palm was as ridiculous as a child fighting, and there was no breath at all, but without a sound, the stars of the immeasurable galaxies in all directions dimmed together, and then shattered, turning into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

Boom!

The Holy Bone Saint casually punched out and overwhelmed the heavens, Ji Changkong couldn't understand the mystery but could feel a trace of shock.

Even if it was just one in a billion, it was enough to make anyone frightened, it was too terrifying, it was incredible, he felt like an ant standing on the ground at this moment, and then the whole world turned into a meteorite and smashed down on him, not fast, but enough to destroy it.

The four saints fought, and the stars shattered everywhere they passed, and the avenue turned to ashes.

This kind of Cheng dù's battle is really terrifying, although I don't know why Ji Changkong can see it without being affected, but there is no doubt that this is a world-destroying level battle.

If it is a normal situation, let alone watching the imprint, even watching a trace of the image will be wiped out in an instant.

Zun Zu can't look directly at such a battle, because every wisp of it contains the Supreme Dao, and any wisp of qi can erase the supreme existence like Zun Zu, below the saint, only a peerless figure like Ya Sheng can look directly, but it can't last long.

Airplanes!

The Holy Bone Saint raised his hand and made a move, and tens of thousands of stars were taken by him, these stars were at least far away from hundreds of millions of galaxies, and the smallest was tens of millions of miles away, but with a move of his hand, the stars seemed to come through the void, and they kept shrinking, and when they fell into his hand, there was only the size of a grain of sand left.

Shrink the sun and the moon, take a thousand mountains, and treat it as if it were idle, the power of the saint is difficult to find in ancient and modern times.

With a wave of his hand, countless stars like grains of sand spilled out in his hand, piercing the void and shattering the world.

And the three demon saints did the same, and they also took countless stars and sprinkled them, and for a while, the starry sky was full of rainbow light, dazzling.

The duels separated by hundreds of millions of miles are so wonderful that people can't help but be shocked.

Of course, the real war can't be so simple, it contains countless rhymes, and this imprinted avenue seems to have been sealed, leaving only the most primitive picture, although shocking, but not the slightest danger.

The two sides fought without distinction, and they fought against the three saints with their own strength without falling behind, such characters are stunning and rare throughout the ages.

How good is Biteng, at least it is also an ancestor or even a sub-saint figure, peerless, rare throughout the ages, you know, endless years, whether it is a demon or a human race, only those three or two women are holy, and she has come to this step as a daughter.

Perhaps, only such a character can be worthy of her!

Years!

Finally, the Holy Bone Saint got impatient, yes, just patient.

As soon as he pointed out, a ripple suddenly appeared, even if the Dao Yun was hidden, at this moment, Ji Changkong also felt heartfelt shock, unimaginable.

Under one finger, the faces of the three demon saints changed wildly.

Cover the sky!

Break the sun!

Jedi!

The three demon saints all shot together, which is the supreme divine power of natal power, and a ripple at will can sweep away the void and erase the existence of a world.

However, this ripple of time seems to be able to erase a qiē, and the three supernatural powers begin to dissipate before they can be contacted, and time has turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye, and they can't even block it at all.

Silently, ripples swept past the three of them, one as usual, and the ripples disappeared in an instant.

After a move, neither side moved, and the holy bone glanced at the three of them lightly and turned to leave, leaving only the three demon saints to stay in place.

Poof!

At one moment, a gray hair fell.

I don't know when, the three demon saints with strong qi and blood, and the terrifying mana has aged and decayed, Hua appeared, and the flesh and blood were exhausted, as if Shouyuan was disappearing rapidly, and they frantically suppressed it with their own Dao rhyme, but in the end they were powerless.

Holy Ancestor, here we are......

Pick the stars and take the moon, break it for me, what kind of spell is this......

Nothingness......

......

Countless demon clans are surging, and the weak are all comparable to the great power of the heavens, there are many ancestors, and there are even nine vast sub-holy breaths.

They exhausted their means, their mana gushed out, and their natal supernatural powers grew into rivers that wanted to break through the years.

It's a pity that a single qiē is in vain.

The supernatural mana turned into nothingness in the face of the years, and even those who took it began to decay, and Yasheng could not avoid it.

They frantically struggled to save the three saints, but this was impossible, although each of them could easily break the stars and travel in the void, but at this time they were so powerless.

In the end, everything disappeared, and the demon clan lost nine sub-saints, but countless ancestors and celestials failed to recover the three saints.

No wonder this battle is called the turning point of the Demon War, so it is, the elite of the demon clan has all fallen, three saints, nine sub-saints, more than thirty ancestors, such a loss, even the demon clan in its heyday is greatly damaged, and it is no longer able to suppress the human race.

Ji Changkong's heart was full of shock, and there was a feeling of roar in his mind.

This is too shocking, especially under that kind of time, the three saints are decaying, and countless terrifying supreme powers cannot be stopped, like moths to a fire.

Shocking, it's almost forgetful, this style is not a spell, it's fate!

Only fate has such power, like a dream, people can't help but boil their blood.

This is the real time, it represents time, there is no way to resist it, and the saints will decay.

What is immortal in time, no, even the saints will fall, the saints will be shattered, the heaven and earth will be overturned, the vicissitudes of life, every qiē has an endless time, only time and years flow in a hurry, never stay, never change, never fluctuate.

Seeing this scene, Ji Changkong barely understood, this time is time!

Rumble!

Before he could finish his contemplation, the change was reborn.

The picture that had already ended suddenly reversed, and then every fragment and every detail began to squirm, turning into countless runes and rushing into the rune seal.

Burned little by little, every trace and wisp has not changed, and it is completely the most authentic record.

This......

Ji Changkong was shocked, this was terrifying, it was incredible.

After a few moments, a qiē disappeared, and all the images entered the sigil.

I left behind the descendants of the First World War to be considerable, and I inherited it, whether it was my lineage or not, I could get the Dao map, and a faint voice sounded in his head, this was the voice of the Holy Bone Saint.

This—this is incredible...... Ji Changkong trembled excitedly, helpless.

It was only at this time that he understood that where was the imprint, it was clearly the scene of the big battle.

In other words, what he saw was the most real scene of the great war, not engraved by people, nor branded, nor faked, but what he saw was the real scene that happened, the real battle, and the real scene that existed between time and space.

Such a means is incredible!

In other words, the Holy Bone Saint used his supreme da mana to intercept this period of great battle from the records of the long river of time and the Great Dao to the present, and then refined the Dao diagram for him.

If his cultivation is sufficient, he can even summon the Dao Diagram to fight, if it is truly complete, it will not be difficult to renew such a big battle.

Ji Changkong hesitated excitedly, this is not inferior to the holy soldier at all, and even surpasses it, I don't know what price the Holy Bone Saint paid to do this, anyway, Ji Changkong has never heard of it, if one day he can fully show this battle, then it means that he can summon four saints and nine sub-saints, and countless strong people work together.

Anyway, he didn't dare to think about that scene, it was incredible, mysterious and mysterious, and nothing could stop it.

Intercepting a real thing from time and space, that is to say, since then, whether it is that time and space or the qiē that happened, it will disappear, and those who see this scene will automatically forget it, and there is no record in the time of the avenue, and you can't find this scene even if you go back in time.

Because he doesn't exist, it's like a memory becomes real, and the memory disappears.

No wonder there has never been a record of that battle throughout the ages, Ji Changkong sighed, the Holy Bone Saint is really amazing, unimaginable.

And he is also infinitely created!R1058