This ancient ruin has existed for more than 10,000 years and covers a radius of 100,000 miles. It is located in a deserted area on the mainland. The terrain is dangerous and there are often violent sandstorms that tear the sky and the earth. Except for the top level of powerhouses, ordinary people have no chance of entering.
In the hundreds of years after the ruins were first discovered, there was a craze for exploration, and sometimes rare treasures were unearthed. Later, all the places that could be explored were explored by those strong people, and everything that could be taken away was taken away. This ancient land
The ruins became completely desolate.
It has been said since ancient times that this ancient ruins were caused by strong men from the higher realms who broke through the void and landed on this continent. Then they fought until they lost their strength, causing mountains to sink and tsunamis on the continent, causing numerous casualties. Finally, they were killed by the angry Tiandao on this continent.
edge.
Naturally, Mo Yi came to this ancient ruins to collect treasures. On the altar in the corner where he was, there was a crystal ball of light, only the size of a fist. The extremely white ball could vaguely see the gold at the core of the ball inside.
That is the color of the soul covered by the law, and many strong people speculate that it may be the inheritance of one of the fallen peerless strong men.
But beings from a higher realm beyond people's imagination, even if they die, the inheritance left behind is beyond what the monks in this world can do. The milky white halo of about ten feet emitted by the ball, no matter how these powerful people in the past bombard it
It can't be broken, and ten thousand years have passed, but it still remains alone and proud in this ruin.[
As the strongest person in the history of Lan Tian Realm, Mo Yi was still far behind even with all his strength. You can imagine how powerful the fallen strong man was during his lifetime. Entering Debao Mountain and returning empty-handed, this is definitely not Mo Yi's.
With such a character, he finally turned his head on Tianjie.
When it comes to its destructive and penetrating power, there is nothing in this world more ferocious than the heavenly calamity.
Although Jingshi Jie Lei Nai cannot compare to Mo Yi, who has been tested for a long time, he is someone who absolutely needs to look up to other people and things.
There were nine strikes in total from the Tribulation Thunder, eight of which had been hit so far, hitting Mo Yi three times and the altar five times. It was obvious that the color of the protective halo was fading.
The power of the ninth strike is the combined power of the first eight strikes of the Tribulation Thunder. It will be a range attack. The area within a hundred meters of the Tribulation Rider is the Tribulation Zone. Now Mo Yi doesn't have to twist his particularly wretched and ugly Mo Ye.
Step by step to avoid the tribulation thunder.
Mo Yi raised his eyes and looked at the sky. The wind and clouds were changing very fast. The sky was dark and gloomy. It seemed as if an ancient ferocious beast had awakened in the thick calamity clouds. The roaring sound of thunder penetrated into Mo Yi's ears, shocking and destroying people's hearts. The thunder had not yet fallen.
The momentum takes the lead.
Suddenly, strong winds blew from the sky and the earth, and several tornadoes formed, sweeping through all the dust with the power of tearing everything apart, and flying straight into the sky.
The sky and the earth were completely dark and invisible. Under the gloomy sky, an extremely bright flash shone across the entire sky. The world that humans could see was extremely bright. In the sudden light, a thunderstorm that was ten times the size of a bucket was mixed.
With the world-destroying edge of blue and green, an ancient evil dragon emerged, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Mo Yi who dared to challenge the power of heaven.
Mo Yi carried the Taoist code to his extreme, and emerged from the dust, like a descending god. No matter how the sky was overturned, the earth was overturned, and there were fierce beasts, I walked on my own. No one can stop me, and I can stop him everywhere. All the powerful are just paper tigers.
Before slandering God, it was all falsehood.
Mo Yi's wretched aura suddenly became as high as the sky, and he faced the evil dragon fiercely. His body emitted a misty purple light, which was a ray of supreme Hongmeng energy born from the peerless Taoist code. It was his most powerful force.
Strong trump card.
No matter how the evil dragon was writhing and biting, it was still unable to do anything to Mo Yi in the purple light. The evil dragon launched several violent attacks one after another, hitting Mo Yi repeatedly and retreating, but he still stood firm.
After about half a cup of tea, the evil dragon realized that it couldn't do anything to Mo Yi, so it roared unwillingly, roaring to the heaven and earth, causing the earth to crack, and the sand to roll up, covering up the sun with dust.
When they arrived, Mo Yi's eyes lit up. He knew a lot about the shocking calamity and was looking forward to this opportunity.
"Bang", the evil thunder dragon exploded unwillingly and with anger. Like the source of a nuclear explosion, thunderbolts and thunder were emitted. The most overbearing annihilation energy turned all objects within a hundred meters into nothingness.
When the power of the tribulation thunder subsided, the entire ancient ruins were completely missing. The only ones that survived were the pale-faced Mo Yi and the lonely altar floating in the air.
Mo Yi saw that the halo emanating from the altar was no longer visible, and he was ecstatic. Sure enough, it was his old friend who was the best, and his full strength was only to this extent.
The halo of the altar has a long-lasting self-repair ability. If it cannot be destroyed before it repairs itself, then today's thunder disaster will be in vain.
Will Mo Yi make himself so miserable? Of course it's impossible
He was struck nearly a thousand meters by the thunderbolt, and then within a breath or two, he ran back and slapped him down with a palm.[
The Hongmeng purple energy was no longer a bodyguard, but transformed into the sharpest blade. Combined with the big handprint, it suddenly struck out towards the white halo that he hated so much that it made his teeth itch.
There was a sound of glass breaking, and countless spider webs began to spread from the large handprint, and finally covered the entire halo. There was a crisp 'crack' sound, and the mask was no longer visible.
"You've made a lot of money." Looking at the lonely spiritual ball hanging there, another obstacle appeared in front of his eyes. Mo Yi couldn't help but mutter the three words he loved most.
He suddenly and quickly stretched out his hand and firmly held the spiritual ball in his palm. Although there was no one nearby to compete with him, the belief that fast hands and slow hands could not be changed no matter what.
The soul pearl of the upper realm powerhouse, which had existed for ten thousand years and made many top powerhouses sigh and restrain their hands, was just snatched into his hands.
"Don't let me down, God, please bless me!"
At this time, Mo Yi had completely forgotten his attitude towards the sky just now, and began to pray that the sky would bring him good luck.
When this thing is useful, it's great.
Mo Yi slowly probed his mental power into the spiritual soul orb. Planets flew past in front of his eyes. Countless continents, and countless people and beasts passed by quickly like a horse watching a lantern. These were all experiences of the fallen strong man in his life.
those memories.
Along with this long river of memory, it comes to an end.
This is a strange place, a planet that is still in primitive and primitive times, where all living things are evolving.
What the strong man saw after following his memory was that at the extreme end of this ignorant planet, one after another the Milky Way fell, the night and the day merged and entangled, and trees and rocks continued to decay and turn into fly ash in a very short period of time.
New flowers, plants and trees are constantly born from the soil, and all the reincarnations of life appear in front of us simultaneously.
In this extreme place in the sky, there is life and death, withering and glory, yin and yang. The strong man has sat here for three thousand years, watching the night and day begin to separate. It is no longer the atmosphere of ignorance, but the beginning of
With purity and turbidity, life and death are no longer so hasty. They are transformed in some mysterious and unpredictable way under the influence of some kind of heaven.
"Reincarnation", this is the way of heaven that this strong man realized after observing here for three thousand years. Death does not mean that it no longer exists. It always has an invisible trajectory and will be reborn again at a certain period of time.
Without dryness, there is no glory; with yin, there is yang; with reincarnation, death is also life; transcending reincarnation is eternal life.
[Reincarnation] is inherited by an incomprehensible soul. There are no words to describe it, but the evolution of heaven and earth and the insights of the strong are all passed on through the soul left behind, allowing successors to accept, understand, and transcend.
The strong man did not die, his body was merely annihilated, but his soul passed on through this reincarnation, passing on his spirit to his successor. The reincarnation that he failed to complete during his lifetime, his wish, and his spirit will follow.
Successors, step by step, pass it on to eternity.
The body can decay, but the spirit will never die in this world. Using my death to create the future until I transcend everything is called reincarnation.
Mo Yi knelt down in front of the Qingtian figure that was gradually fading in the sea of consciousness, and kowtowed three times respectfully, finally recognizing this master.
Not only was I grateful for receiving this peerless knowledge of heaven, but I was also moved by the spirit of fire inheritance revealed in the reincarnation of the figure.