The land of thousands of miles collapsed instantly, the volcano erupted, and the earth shook.
In a small area, thousands of creatures were sacrificed by Yun Miaodao in an instant. The boundless resentment rose up with the huge blood mist.
Taoist Yun Miao was crazy about absorbing the huge resentment generated after the blood sacrifice. He destroyed his body and his soul merged into the blood mist. In an instant, he was the Lord of the Blood Misty, and the Blood Misty was his incarnation and his true body.
Taoist Yun Miao hated and resented, so he used the forbidden technique of blood sacrifice to escape into the demonic path of blood demons. He absorbed the resentment of millions of creatures and the huge evil power in the blood mist.
His strength suddenly improved rapidly, and he was like a demon, and he turned into a blood demon, evil and powerful.
The world changed color, and northern Jiangsu evolved into chaos. Although it could crazily erode the power of blood mist. However, the blood mist was too huge. As the blood mist surged, a vicious force that captured people slowly resisted the power of chaos.
Of course, if northern Jiangsu has a higher strength, even if Taoist Yun Miao sacrifices blood to tens of thousands of people, he will be defeated in an instant.
However, now, Su Bei can't do anything to Taoist Yun Miao. The Blood Sea Technique is so ecstatic that it can erode the soul and bones. Taoist Yun Miao resisted the power of Chaos's icing in an instant, and then reacted and fought back.
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At the same time, the Qianli Qingcheng, the country is like a painting. On the top of Qingcheng and the Jade Dan Hall, Wu Jian, who was originally sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed drastically, and he rose up.
He let out a long roar, turned into a phantom, rushed out of the Yudan Palace in an instant, soaring into the sky. Wu Jian looked at him with his eyes, and instantly changed his color.
The land connected to the mountains of Qingcheng collapsed, and all the peaks, rivers, cities, and populations disappeared.
In Qingcheng, countless streams of light soared into the sky, and all Qingcheng disciples stared at the drastic land in horror. The volcanic melting rocks replaced the previous thriving faction.
"Sect Master, that's the direction where Hedao Sect is located. What's going on?" An old man in green asked Wujian in shock.
The huge resentment, outside the land of thousands of miles, rushed straight to the sky and the night of clouds, and the blood mist rolled, spreading across the land of thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.
"Who is the blood sacrifice technique, who is it? How dare you use such a tragic forbidden technique?" Wu Jiancheng roared.
Boom, Wu Jian's body, a huge momentum erupted, and his murderous intent faintly shook the world. His figure soared into the sky and rushed straight towards the Hedao Sect.
"All Qingcheng disciples obey orders and open all the mountain protection formations. No one is allowed to step out of Qingcheng." Wu Jian had already gone away, but his stern voice resounded over Qingcheng.
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Luotian World shook again after three months of calm. As the collapse of the land of thousands of miles, the origin of Luotian World shook slightly. Suddenly, all the sects felt the power of the trembling origin, and everyone changed their color in horror.
All the sects also instantly opened the formation, and the spirit crystals were placed into the formation like flowing water. Even the sects of Star Boat have begun to prepare the star boat in case the great catastrophe in the Luotian world came, in order to escape from the heavens.
Wuyin Mountain, a floating and unstable fairyland, a radius of millions of miles, can all find traces of monks, Taoists, and nuns. Surrounded by mountains, clouds and mists, like dreams and illusions.
The fairy sounds are bursting with sandalwood, and a not-so-large octagonal building. Before the building, a mountain gate built of wood was covered with simple glazed tiles. On the forehead of the mountain gate, there were three golden characters from Sleeping Buddha Temple, emitting a brilliant divine light.
When you step into the mountain gate, you will see an octagonal building, with four equally golden characters engraved with the "Mahatma Hall" hanging above the hall gate.
One by one, the soothing and stable sound of wooden fish came from the hall. If someone passes here, he will find that the sound of wooden fish resounds between the peaks where the Mian Buddha Temple is located, but once he leaves the mountain, he can no longer hear even half the sound of wooden fish.
Suddenly, the sound of wooden fish was interrupted.
An old monk walked out of the Great Hall slowly. He held the Buddha's rituals in his hand, and his compassionate eyes seemed to see through the infinite world and look into the far distance.
"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful." The old monk shouted the Buddha's name with a loud voice. He slowly rose up in the air, sat down on the throne of the sixty-three-leaf white lotus, and appeared brilliantly in a burst of Buddha's light.
The old monk sat upright on the Lotus Treasure, folded his hands together, and after yelling the Buddha's name, it turned into a little golden cloud and disappeared in an instant.
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Su Bei practiced Tai Chi without any haste, and the yin and yang energy were born and destroyed, and evolved into chaos, and the world was not separated. The way of Tai Chi became clearer in his heart.
Too, boundless, extreme, endless.
At the same time, the blood sea technique that Taoist Yun Miao attacked also instantly descended. The evil blood mist turned into an endless sea of blood, the bloody red sea water, and the waves were swaying. With an unstoppable momentum, it bypassed the chaotic energy that had evolved over the 100-mile chaotic energy of northern Jiangsu and surrounded northern Jiangsu.
Suddenly, the Chaos Yuanli, which radiates a hundred miles in radius, and the northern Jiangsu standing in the middle, were like an isolated island in the sea of blood. The water of the sea of blood kept washing away the Chaos Yuanqi.
The evil power and crazy desires were about to erode into it and corrode the true body of northern Jiangsu. Taoist Yun Miao's miserable laughter kept echoing between the sea of blood.
A radius of hundreds of miles and thousands of miles turned into a sea of blood. The sea of blood suppressed the volcano that gushed from the earth, touched the earth, and rushed straight into the extremely high sky.
Taoist Yun Miao sneered, trying his best to control the sea of blood, trying his best to subdue Su Bei completely. However, Su Bei was fearless at all. He stood on the sea of blood and slowly waved his fists.
There is no external object in the body, and the state of mind is the same. At this moment, Subei is not as if he is experiencing a big battle at all, but is alone, practicing the martial arts with great concentration and understanding the way of Tai Chi.
What is Tai Chi? Su Bei kept asking himself in his heart. He kept exploring. He completely forgot the danger at this time and the breathtaking laughter of Taoist Yun Miao.
After a long time, amid the crazy roar of Taoist Yun Miao, the chaotic energy evolved in northern Jiangsu was severely compressed to a radius of ten miles, and the situation was no longer optimistic.
The huge evil power of the blood sea crazily eroded the last protective circle in northern Jiangsu, and Xiao Jinyou had already been included in Qiankun's sleeve bag from the sword soul.
In an instant, the chaotic energy that enveloped northern Jiangsu shrank again, occupying only half a mile. It was insignificant in the vast sea of blood.
Taoist Yun Miao laughed loudly, his hoarse voice was terrifying, "Hahaha, the surname Su, don't you have the realm of Taoist ancestors? Today, you will also die in my sea of blood, increasing the power of my sea of blood."
"Haha, tsk, if I kill you, obtain the Blade of Qiantian, and absorb the cultivation of your Taoist ancestor, then I will definitely be able to reach the realm of the Supreme Blood Demon King." Taoist Yun Miao laughed.
"The Luotian world will tremble under my sea of blood. I will command all the people of the Luotian world. I am the king of blood demons. No one can match me. I will become the supreme strong man. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish." Taoist Yun Miao was almost in a state of madness. He was smiling wildly and shouting wildly.
"Wuji, Taiji, Qi, the form and quality are integrated, the vitality is not divided, and chaos is one." At this moment, northern Jiangsu said with extraordinary difficulty.
He frowned, and he fell into a subtle realm. A trace of light was revealed in the gate of Tao again, illuminating the direction he was moving forward.
Boom, the blood waves were pouring hard towards Subei. The last trace of chaotic energy left could no longer protect Subei's true body.
However, at this moment, Su Bei's eyes suddenly opened the sky, and his hands rubbed hard, and the yin and yang energy appeared again, and the condensed chaotic energy instantly rose up.
The vitality is not divided, chaos is one, and it is Tai Chi at the beginning, which is born from Wu Ji. The great ways of heaven and earth are all born from chaos, clear and turbid and earth.
Boom, it seemed like a bombshell was blown up in the sea of blood. As the blood waves surged, the small chaotic energy resisted the watered blood waves.
Taoist Yun Miao laughed wildly, and he said angrily: "There is no use for someone surnamed Su. You are about to die, and everything you have will belong to me."
Su Bei's eyebrows squinted. He had not yet fully understood the true meaning of chaos. With this little bit of chaotic energy, Su Bei could not turn defeat into victory at all.
However, at this moment, a loud sound of the Buddha's name came, "Amitabha."
The next moment, a brilliant divine light also shot from the extremely far horizon and instantly reached the sky above the sea of blood. It barely stopped and Wu Jian's figure appeared.
As the Buddha's light lingered, the old monk sitting upright on the lotus throne saw Wu Jian appear, immediately stood up, gave a Buddhist ritual, and said, "I have seen fellow Taoist Wu Jian."
Wu Jian's eyes narrowed and he said in surprise: "The seventh-level Buddha, the White Lotus is the seat. You are the master of the spiritual treasure of Wu Yin Mountain. Wu Jian has seen the master."
The old monk smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Taoist Wujian, be polite."
After speaking, the old monk Lingbao's eyes fell on the sea of blood. The next moment, he saw Su Bei standing tall in the sea of blood.
"Amitabha, God has the virtue of living a life. Yun Miao, you actually used the blood sacrifice forbidden art to slaughter thousands of creatures..." Lingbao said.
Yun Miao transformed into a sea of blood. When Wu Jian and Lingbao arrived, he knew it. He was frightened, but he was not afraid. When he heard the words of the old monk Lingbao, he was immediately angry.
Taoist Yun Miao said angrily: "Lingbao, put away your compassionate mask. Humph, it is better to say that it was killed by the one with the surname Su. The three Qings abandoned me, and the one with the surname Su was the realm of the Taoist ancestor and destroyed me. You said, Lingbao, whose fault is all this."
"It's not me, it's the surname Su, it's the Sanqing, it's the fault of the Sanqing of the Taoist sect."
"Brother Yunmiao, if you have a demonic thought in your heart, how can you hate others?" Wu Jian scolded angrily.
"Hmph, old man Wujian, in the past, you, Qingcheng, pressed me to the end of the Taoist Sect. Today, you can try it." Taoist Yun Miao said coldly.
A huge wave burst out above the sea of blood, showing the anger of Taoist Yun Miao.
"Yunmiao, the sea of suffering is boundless, and it is the shore that turns back." The old monk Lingbao said slowly. He clasped his hands together, and the sandalwood Buddhist beads rustled in the palm of his hand. The brilliant Buddha light suddenly rose up, suppressing the surging blood waves but said.
At the same time, Wu Jian rebuked lightly, and a dazzling white divine light rose on his body. The divine light turned into a phantom of a giant sword. After suddenly rising to the extremely high sky, he turned his sword and suppressed it fiercely towards the sea of blood.
"Lingbao, Wujian, you are looking for death." Taoist Yun Miao shouted angrily.