Zhutian Avenue

God?

Chewing on the fleeting words on the road map, An Qisheng's own speculations surfaced.

Regarding the so-called nihility of life, he naturally has no doubts in his mind.

At this time, I can see the text on the Taoist picture, and my heart becomes more determined.

As recorded in the Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram in the Universe, those who aspire to the extreme must have the power to conquer the inexhaustible in the past.

Combining the past and uniting the present, hundreds of millions may all come into one. How similar is this to the so-called ‘fate of nihilism’?

Turning his thoughts, and then looking at the ignorant Mo Yin in front of him, An Qisheng had cares in his heart.

His original plan was to cover up the traces of his own existence with the emptiness of destiny, and to accumulate strength to break through the Nirvana barrier that had troubled him for many years.

But at this time, there was another idea, another temptation about the Dao Extreme Realm.

Maybe you can give it a try?

"You...what are you looking at?"

Mo Yin was a little hairy when he was seen, and couldn't help but interrupt.

"nothing."

An Qisheng converged his mind and did not explain. With a single move, the thunder pool that contained the thunder sea reappeared.

"Lei Chi is tempered?"

Mo Yin's attention was instantly attracted by Lei Chi, and he looked at An Qisheng without blinking:

"How should this be used?"

As the Lord of Inner Heaven and Earth, he can penetrate the essence of this thunder pond at a glance, but seeing it does not mean that he understands it.

The composition of this thunder pond came from his inner world, and he recognized every minute part of the thunder pond.

But the formation of the thunder pool, on the contrary, is indistinguishable.

I only feel that its essence is extremely complicated, seemingly immutable, but in fact it is constantly changing and changing at extreme speed.

"The thunder pond can be the center of the inner world. With this thunder pond, it can protect the essence of the Samsara Taoist soldiers."

An Qisheng played many runes, making Lei Chi's aura restrained.

With his current methods, it is natural not to have to spend so much time and effort to attract many Profound Stars who are hiding in his own cave.

The reason why it took a hundred years is to refine this thunder pond, so as to protect the essence of the "reincarnation" from falling into the hands of others.

"Indestructible?"

Mo Yin's heart was shocked, but if he asked, An Qisheng pointed a little bit more.

Mo Yin only felt a flower in front of him, and a purple light suddenly burst out of the thunder pond, which immediately turned into a strange plant he had never seen before.

The old tree is as vigorous as a horned dragon, big and tall, with green branches hanging down like willow trees, and every branch is full of emerald green leaves like colored glaze.

"this is?"

Mo Yin's eyes widened.

The moment this ancient tree emerged, he only felt a gleam of clarity in his heart and mind, and all the doubts in his heart were cleared up.

The bottlenecks that have troubled me for many days seem to be loosened.

"The ancient Bodhi tree..."

Ripples in the depths of An Qisheng's eyes appeared, and a purple shimmer appeared in Daoyi's picture.

Then, the ancient branches and leaves of Bodhi shook, and in the emptiness, an old Taoist dressed in a blue Taoist robe appeared out of thin air.

"Life and death are good fortune, and Tao is the ruler."

Under the Bodhi tree, the old Dao sighed slightly, as if he had passed away: "He can cultivate the supernatural powers to this height, and the old Dao won't complain..."

Bodhi revived, looking down at An Qisheng, but his heart turned to the old Buddha.

In the emperor realm, the two hold the Great Yan Tiantong, and the magical powers, and there is no good or bad.

It's a pity that the "no way in the heavens" that I have been exhausted is ultimately incapable of destroying the "Seven Treasure Tree" of the unity of the seven paths.

At this time, I realized that Miesheng had already cultivated the supernatural powers of good fortune to the only realm in the world.

"Karma is not a crime of war."

An Qisheng shook his head.

The only realm of Dao-yi's supernatural power is that there is a great accident. It does not depend on the level of cultivation of the practitioner, but whether it is compatible with this supernatural power.

When Miesheng realized that ‘slashing karma is not slashing people’, it has completely accorded with the true meaning of good fortune.

Just like the ancient Changfeng of the Nether Mansion, he had cultivated the ‘Rebirth from the Tribulation’ to the only realm in all realms as early as the time of the human world.

However, it was not until the emperor heaven realm that he cultivated the ‘Dream Dream’ to the only realm.

The old Bodhi Tao was silent for a moment before he said:

"My disciples, are you okay?"

"Their names have been left on the Fengshen list. When the emperor sky changes, there will be a ray of life after all."

As An Qisheng spoke, he paused and looked at Lei Chi in his palm:

"You and I are in one trinity. The work of good fortune may allow them to be reborn in another world. It is unknown."

"That's good."

The old way was relieved, as if he had already wished, and then he looked at Mo Yin with a look of uncertainty: "You called me out for him, right?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

Looking at sitting opposite each other, except for the faces of the same two people, Mo Yin could no longer help:

"You, who are you?"

Mo Yin had a long history of doubts about his own ‘Sand Table Spirit of Evolving Realm’, and at this time he was even more convinced that this person was definitely not a treasure.

It seems more like the "powerful rebirth" he knows in the Xuanduzong Collection.

"It's not a deliberate concealment, but it's impossible to say it."

An Qisheng sighed slightly: "All you need to know is that I have no harm to you."

The savage world is far stronger than Huangtian, and the water is deeper. Although he can come and go as desired, once he misses Xingzang, there is no more suitable world to break through this Nirvana barrier.

The dragon can swim in shallow water, but the shallow water will not tolerate the dragon overturning the sea.

Mo Yin Shangen was clumsy, speechless for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything worthy of other people's plans.

After all, the tyrannical Taoist soldiers in this reincarnation, I'm afraid they are all top in the world.

Being an illegitimate child of the Dae Yong royal family may not be worth the price.

"It's achievable."

The old Bodhi Tao studied it for a long time before he nodded and agreed, "Leave it to me."

"Work."

As soon as An Qisheng raised his hand, Lei Chi had fallen into the Bodhi tree, hidden among the branches and leaves.

Immoyin's control of Inner World could not be discovered for a while.

call!

At the same time, An Qisheng's figure disappeared into the void again, and the traces of self-cutting fell into a deep level of concentration.

Only Mo Yin, who was full of doubts, and the old way under the Bodhi tree looked at each other for a long while, but Mo Yin couldn't stand it any longer:

"Oh!"

He jumped to his feet, the shock was too much, he almost forgot that there was still fighting outside.

"Not bad, not bad."

The Bodhi Taoist smiled slightly and raised his hand from the void, and all the images of the outside world appeared in front of the two of them.

Mo Yin looked intently, and he was relieved.

The blood on the skyscraper is like a sea, rolling everything down, Yan Changsha straddles the journey, urging his fists and claws, with a casual look, but he defeated Mo Liao's side.

"Very interesting power..."

The Bodhi Taoist stroked his long beard and nodded from time to time, seemingly interested: "Those armored men are called Dao soldiers? It's kind of interesting..."

He can cultivate many near-sages with one hand, and develop many kings of supernatural powers. He naturally has a great interest in other cultivation systems.

In his opinion, the path of the ‘Creator’ practice in this world is quite extraordinary.

Its pure fighting power may not be comparable to the Ten Thousand Sun Realm, but the vast majority of practitioners in this realm can form an army alone, and if the resources are sufficient, it can be said to be strong.

You know, the master of the soldier has cultivated a magical power, and the countless dao soldiers under his command can all be ‘loaded’ in an instant, and if the dao soldier has an understanding, the master can know it in an instant.

The two complement each other and benefit each other. They may not be perfect, but they are also extremely perfect.

At this time, when his mind turned around, thousands of Taoist soldiers had been deduced by him from scratch, colliding with each other in their minds, fighting each other, learning from each other's strengths.

"Changsha's'Ten Thousand Battles Hua Dan Gong' is certainly powerful, and it is almost impossible to defeat Dao Bing in Tianshu City."

But Mo Yin frowned tightly.

The strength of the Dao Soldiers does not lie in the Dao Soldiers themselves, but lies in the fighting platform left by many outstanding figures of the Dayong Dynasty for nearly 800,000 years.

And the ‘sacred mountain of fighting law’ behind it.

If it is in other places, it's fine, but in the place under the jurisdiction of Tianshu City, the power of the sacred mountain of fighting law is almost endless.

Sure enough, Mo Yin's thoughts had not fallen, and the situation of the outside world had changed again.

boom!

The mountains are shaking.

Under the intimidation of the strong blood like the burning of the big sun, Mo Lun's expression changed several times, and finally couldn't help but scream up to the sky, completely furious:

"A trivial soldier, why dare to deceive me so far?!"

In an instant, the long-hanging Doufa Shentai burst out with condensed divine light.

That divine light is like a sword, piercing through the dimension of nothingness, communicating the sacred mountain of Doufa drifting in the depths of the endless dimension.

Hum!

A ten millionth of an instant will not be there!

There is a horrible divine light that pierces through the void, and arrives in a flash, descending on the many gods of the fighting technique.

Intertwined with endless gods, there seems to be a majestic and extremely majestic mountain shadow that flashes away.

In the next moment, the stone was shocked.

The Skyscrapers, which stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, sank more than thousands of feet amidst the shock of terror?

Like bowing!

"Fighting God Mountain..."

Amidst the raging blood, Yan Changsha has no sorrow and fear, and his eyes become more and more hot: "It's just a little bit..."

"Haha, hahaha!"

On the fighting platform, Mo Lun's hair was scattered, his face was miserable, his red eyes locked on the two people on the top of the mountain, furious and sad:

"Just a little bit of a soldier, a little bit of a soldier..."

"How dare he?!"

Mo Yin's expression completely changed.

He didn't expect that Mo Lun really had such courage. Outside Tianshu City, under the eyes of everyone, he would summon Doufa Shenshan to kill the ‘royal descendants’.

This almost ruined his own succession!

Could it be that he is just a pawn, with other commands behind him?

Mo Yin was confused, and looked at the Bodhi Taoist who seemed to be more interested, and smiled bitterly: "Senior, don't want to watch a show..."

According to legend, the sacred mountain of fighting technique is a horrible peak of six calamities. Even if it is just a breath, it is definitely not something he can resist at this time.

Although he still has a back hand to escape, how can he be reconciled?

If he flees at this time, I'm afraid he won't have the chance to step into Tianshu City again.

"It seems that the weight of this mountain is not as great as that of Xumi. Yi'er and others can't resist the cultivation base at this time, but at this time, it seems that it is not yet the time for the poor Dao to make a move..."

The Bodhi Taoist is not in a hurry.

Unlike An Qisheng, who has fallen into Nirvana, he hasn't been weakened in any way, and his path has been completed. The realm will not fall, and there will be no loss when changing the world.

It's just a wisp of phantom, where is it worth his shot?

"That…"

Mo Yin felt calm when he saw him calmly.

"This mountain seems to be connected with your blood. He can summon this mountain. Could it be that you can't?"

The Taoist Bodhi smiled, stretched out his finger, and ejected the surprised Mo Yin out of the inner world.

Rumble!

Almost at the same time Moin opened his eyes.

In Tianshu City, there seemed to be a sound of shock and disappeared.

"Um?!"

On the stage of fighting, Mo Lian's heart was shaken, and he suddenly raised his head, suddenly realizing something was wrong.

In Tianshu City, there are countless Doufatais rising up, and there is endless iron and blood flowing out of each other.

Heaven and earth heat up for it, as if to melt in this terrifying iron and blood!

In the infinite horror of iron-blooded killing, one party is majestic and magnificent to the extreme, the shadow of the sacred mountain, since the dimensional emptiness is flowing down, it is majestic!

Incompatible shock!

At this moment, not only the Skyscrapers, Tianshu City, and other cities within the territory of hundreds of millions of miles, the princes kingdoms, were all shocked.

Countless people looked up at the sky, and saw the giant mountain across the sky. The huge shadow penetrated the dimension and obscured the sky, seemingly able to cover the entire Dayong dynasty.

Doufa sacred mountain, has it come? !