Chapter 532: The Old Maniac

The Avenue of Creation!

Nothing!

Zhao Ling'er used the example in front of her to show the horror of the Great Achievement of Creation for the first time.

Between raising his hands, he created something out of nothing with the power of creation, creating three existences that are exactly the same as the enemy, and attacking the enemy with the enemy!

Whether it is the sound and appearance of the creatures he creates, or the various ways he masters, there is no difference between them and the enemy.

This is especially terrifying!

The enemy kills, and in the blink of an eye, you create multiple beings that are exactly the same as the enemy, and when you rush up, how can the enemy fight with you?

The avenue of creation is really the avenue against the sky!

The great power of creation is extremely peculiar, it can give life to people, it can also take people's lives, it can ignite stubborn stones, make stubborn stones become living creatures, and it can also silently take away the longevity of all things.

Even, this power can create things out of nothingness.

This is creation, Creator!

In the past, the great god Nuwa used the power of creation to create people by kneading the soil and creating a human lineage.

As a descendant of Nuwa, Zhao Ling'er inherited the inheritance of the great god of Nuwa in the fairy sword world, and has been cultivating for many years, comprehending creation, and comprehending the natural avenue in these days, which complements each other with the avenue of creation, and finally makes the avenue of creation a success.

And today, fighting with the old man of the Ji family is enough to see the horror of the Great Dao of Creation!

If it weren't for Zhao Ling'er's lack of murderous intent, she would have easily killed the old man of the Ji family.

The old man of the Ji family landed on the ground, shocked.

The woman in front of him was really weird, and with his hundreds of years of vision, he couldn't see the root at all.

"I don't know which Taoist friend is in front of you?" the old man of the Ji family asked tentatively.

Zhao Ling'er didn't reply, smiled slightly, sat in front of Xuantian Ji, and played chess with Xuantian Ji.

Li Ruoyu looked at the old man of the Ji family and said, "This is the senior who came to my humble peak as a guest, but I don't know what the predecessors of the Ji family are doing when they come to the humble peak?"

The old man of the Ji family was shocked, his thoughts turned around, and finally he said slowly: "Quiet thoughts, come out for a walk, and find a descendant by the way." ”

At this moment, Ji Ziyue was hiding in the cabin, her big eyes were rolling slightly, and then she walked out and shouted, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

"Naturally, I'm looking for you. ”

"Brother Ji Hong is coming to my Taixuanmen, why don't you say hello?" a Taishang elder from the Taixuanmen flew over and said loudly.

"Rush in, and ask Taoist friends for forgiveness. "The old man of the Ji family, Ji Hong, gave up his hand to the far sky.

When he looked at it again, Xuantian Ji and Zhao Ling'er had already disappeared in place.

"What a clever method!" The old man of the Ji family suddenly turned ugly, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

To be able to disappear under his nose, doesn't it mean that it is not difficult for these two people to approach him silently?

When did there ever be such a strong man in this world?

He has questions in his heart, but now that he is invited by the old man, he can only let go of the doubts in his heart, take off into the air, and fly towards the sky to meet the old man.

Half an hour later, Ji Hong, a famous residence of the Ji family, returned to Humble Peak, summoned Ji Ziyue, and said, "I have something urgent to leave, don't go around, stay in Taixuanmen first, the situation outside is a little complicated." ”

After saying these words, Ji Hong left in a hurry.

"What's wrong with him, come in a hurry, go in a hurry?" Zhao Ling'er said curiously, stretched out her middle finger, grabbed a sunspot, and threw it on the chessboard.

The chess pieces crossed an arc in the air and landed right on the side of the sunspot in the chessboard, without bouncering.

"There's a person who shouldn't have appeared!" Xuantian Ji's eyes were gloomy, and layers of space cracked under his eyes, revealing an old man tens of thousands of miles away.

Xuantian Ji pondered for a moment, his sleeves flicked, and a faint aura fell on Ye Fan's body, and said with a smile: "I'm a disciple, and I have another chance!"

Zhao Linger was slightly confused, but she didn't ask more.

Soon after, the head of the Taixuanmen invited Li Ruoyu, the lord of the Humble Peak, to come out of the mountain, and the other one hundred and seven peaks of the Taixuanmen rushed to the distance together.

"What's going on?" "Inside the Taixuan Sect, many disciples were discussing, and the head of the sect and the Supreme Elder were dispatched at the same time, which had not happened for many years.

It wasn't until a day later that news came that a crazy old man appeared in the territory of Wei, suspected to be a peerless master from six thousand years ago.

This news shook dozens of surrounding countries, and the Ji family, the Shaking Light Holy Land, and the Taixuanmen all had peak powerhouses dispatched to pursue them.

"It's incredible that he was a powerful man in the past, he actually lived for more than 6,000 years, and he still exists in this world!"

"How can a person live for 6,000 years, it is simply a living history book, and it is a miracle that he has gone through various dark or light eras. ”

In Taixuanmen, many people are discussing.

After Xiao Yefan heard the news, his heart shook, and he suddenly thought of the old madman.

A few days ago, several great desolate ancient families explored the desolate ancient holy land together, and he also traveled around the periphery of the desolate ancient holy land with everyone, but met an old madman.

"The dry bones are boundless, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, it ...... Here we go again...... "The gray-haired old madman wept and laughed and cried and made trouble, running up and down in the mountains, ragged and looking very old, not at all like the clothes of this era.

"Dead, all dead!" the old madman muttered, as if he saw the fate of those who had entered the forbidden land.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the news that all the characters were wiped out, and Xiao Yefan followed the crazy old man to get out of the Ancient Holy Land.

Now, he's heard from the mad old man again!

A being who has survived for more than six thousand years!

Six thousand years ago, the Tianxuan Holy Land, at its peak, mobilized the strength of the whole faction to attack the Ancient Holy Land, and never returned, and was removed from the world.

The old madman is the only survivor, and many people want to know what happened 6,000 years ago, and what kind of existence is the "wilderness" under the endless abyss.

Six thousand years ago, the old madman cultivated to the earth, and it was difficult to resist in the Eastern Wilderness. A supreme person like him has lived for another six thousand years, and he is still immortal, and everyone wants to know what realm he has reached, how far he is from the immortals, and they all want to listen to the teachings.

Especially with such a transcendent force as the Ji family and the Shaking Light Holy Land, the Supreme Elder in the door does not want to talk to such a world-famous figure, such an existence comparable to a living fossil is more attractive than several ancient scriptures in the Eastern Wilderness for the big people in the world.

On the third day, news came.

"Crazy, that world-strong man is completely crazy, there is no one to talk to, crying and laughing, unable to communicate. ”

"It's terrible, many celebrities have been fanned by his sleeves, and no one can get close. Six thousand years ago, it was earth-shattering, and now it is impossible to estimate its strength. ”

"Disappeared, and after only a few steps, the endless mountains and rivers were left behind, and they left the Wei realm directly. No one could keep up with his footwork, and it was difficult to see his back. ”

"Senior, is there an immortal in this world?" Li Ruoyu returned to the top of the mountain and asked Xuantianji for advice.

"Everyone in the world is asking immortals, it doesn't matter whether there is or not, as long as people have firm beliefs, think that the immortal road is feasible, and go forward. Xuantian said lightly.

There used to be immortals in this world, and there will be immortals in the future, but now, there are only a few immortals who are immortal with him and Zhao Ling'er.

Xuantianji naturally wouldn't tell Li Ruoyu about these things.

It stands to reason that living for 6,000 years is simply a miracle, and it really makes no sense to become an immortal. I'm afraid that the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body will not be able to live for so long. ”

"If you don't become an immortal, you will be crazy, maybe he is such an existence. Xuantianji looked at the stunned old madman and sighed a little.

As the sun set, the sunset dyed most of the sky red, and Ye Fan came to an extremely desolate mountain ridge according to Xuantianji's instructions, where artemisia grass was overgrown and withered vines were everywhere.

"Master, it's so strange!" Xiao Yezi muttered to himself. "This place is even more desolate than Humble Peak, how can there be a chance?"

At this moment, he froze for a moment, and saw an old man with gray hair lying on his side on a large bluestone facing the west on the mountain, facing the setting sun.

He was in rags and looked very old, not at all like the clothes of this era, muttering something in his mouth, and two lines of tears hanging from his cloudy old eyes.

The old madman turned out to be an old madman!

"Wouldn't it?!"

Ye Fan was taken aback, he never thought that he would meet him in the Taixuan Sect, how could he come here? Didn't he take three or five steps out of the Wei Realm and go somewhere else?

His own master is really like a god, and he can even predict the traces of the old madman who has lived for 6,000 years and has come and gone without a trace!

He looked at it, under the blood-colored sun, withered vines surrounded the bluestone, and the forest birds returned to their nests, and it was bleak. The old madman was lying on the big bluestone, facing the sunset, there was infinite affection in the old eyes, and at the same time there was a sad look, and the two lines of tears were particularly eye-catching on the old face.

This was originally an earth-shattering powerhouse, who had been difficult to find an opponent in the Eastern Wilderness six thousand years ago, but at this moment he was curled up here, his thin body trembling, which made people feel sympathy and pity.

"Senior ......" Although Ye Fan came here with the intention of respecting Xuantianji, when he looked at the old madman like an old man in his last years, he was very sympathetic in his heart, but he didn't know how to help this old man.

The old madman looked up at him, and then turned to look at the red sun that was about to sink, and everything in the world seemed to be difficult to attract his attention, and only the blood-colored red sun could attract all his mind.

"That year, the sunset was like blood, and Tianxuan cried blood. On that day, everything withered, and Tianxuan fell...... "The old madman lived for such a long time, but he kept crying, and his old eyes seemed to be cloudy.

"Senior, the past is irreparable, the dead are gone, let's open some. Ye Fan persuaded him.

Suddenly, the remnant sun completely disappeared and sank to the mountain.

At the moment when the blood-colored remnant sun disappeared, the old madman's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of sun-catching brilliance, which pierced through the void at once, and the sadness was exhausted, and he sat up suddenly.

He seemed to have changed into a different person, like a peerless sword, his edge was exposed, making the mountains silent, and all birds and beasts trembled.

Ye Fan felt a strong oppression, if it weren't for the fact that he had a body that surpassed the spirit treasure, I am afraid that he would have broken bones and tendons at this moment.

It's close at hand, and the old madman is like a mountain, and the huge pressure flowing out is unimaginable.

"Their breath ......" He stared at Ye Fan, then grabbed Ye Fan's arm, and his eyes suddenly deepened.

Ye Fan poured a cold snort, this crazy old man was too terrifying, this kind of pressure made him unable to shake it at all.

At this moment, he even had the idea of sacrificing the hair of his ancestor!

Still, he suppressed the thought.

He believed that the patriarch had no reason to harm him!

The old madman flicked his body, and in an instant, the shadow of the Tianxuan Holy Maiden emerged, standing alive in mid-air, with bright eyes and bright teeth, light and agile, and a demeanor like jade, absolutely beautiful, vivid, almost perfect.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded, what kind of magical power is this? With a flick, he detains a living shadow, which is really unheard of and unseen.

The old madman flicked again, and endless white bones, densely packed, appeared on the mountain range, and the bones that Xuantian Ji saw on the nine holy mountains that day were all presented.

In the past, Xuantian Ji sacrificed a small bronze coffin and took nine kinds of holy medicines on the ancient holy mountain, which was too high-profile and did not lead to the terrifying "desolation", but it led to the Tianxuan Holy Maiden and other desolate slaves!

Today, with a flick of Xuantianji, this impression was imprinted on Ye Fan, which could be regarded as giving the old madman a chance with Ye Fan.

Or a fragment of dense words, or an opportunity to cut off the past......

Whether you can grasp this opportunity or not, it depends on your respective fate!

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