Only the ancient emperor had the supreme courage to suppress the nine heavens and ten earths and sweep across the eight wastelands and six places!
The stars in the sky are going against the current, time is going backwards and twisting, the eternal starlight is collapsing, and the divine chains of order are emitting bright and gorgeous divine flowers, spreading from the deepest part.
An eternal divine image is magnified infinitely. In the world of evolution, in the mountains of corpses and blood, there is a moonlit divine tree shrouded in chaos, mist, and dreamy zero light penetrating the sky. The immeasurable fairy light is like a dancing butterfly, magnificent and gorgeous.
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The array of divine runes are densely packed, as if they are blocking the Zhoutian Ancient Cave, severing the two realms, and isolating that area.
"Ling Bao...,...Dream! I...is..."
The figure in the center seems to be under siege. He can vaguely see around him, four killing swords surrounded by immortals, four-color fairy lights blooming brightly, floating in the sea of stars, and wisps of chaotic murderous aura hanging from the four killing swords.
Sword intent!
Every strand is bright red, shining brightly, soaring into the clouds and seas, making ghosts and gods fly into the sky! The blood on it seems to be still flowing, like the convergence of great avenues, the imprinting of the traces of the immortal path, which is really unimaginable.
The immortal shadow who was surrounded and killed in the center was in a very embarrassed state. Even though his aura was so majestic that it shook the ages, he seemed to be saying something. His roar and immortal voice shattered the star field, and even the black hole was crushed again by the aftermath of his divine voice.
Turn into ashes.
But Bai Meng could no longer hear it. His divine power was constantly gushing out. Even his soul was about to dry up, and the ancient leaves of the spirit had been shattered and disappeared. Finally, Bai Meng's eyesight went dark and he could only hear the last few words.
"The long... demon lord,... corpse disaster... will... wait!"
The Taoist figure in what appeared to be a Taoist robe turned around for a moment, opened his mouth slightly, and spoke to the man next to him with a rumble of heavenly voice, which spread throughout the stars.
Every word hit Bai Meng's mind hard, and Bai Meng's whole person fell into that imperial aura.
His divine sea, the secret mark of the "group" branded by the young Taoist, suddenly emitted immeasurable divine light. It was constantly reorganizing and began to spread again, covering his crystal body and jade-colored skeleton.
Finally, as if they had found their final destination, they all rushed towards his limbs. Bai Meng had already come to his senses. He had no time to think about anything, so he could only try his best to channel that power.
Dao marks and group images are twisted and attached to the crystal jade bones. The meridians are patterns, the blood is ink, and the auspicious colors are flowing, as if they are carving out a hasty formation pattern!
In a hurry, Bai Meng subconsciously activated thousands of changes and changed his breath. In the sea of suffering, the moonlight of the second uncle was covered with wisps of auspicious colors, covering all traces.
In the outside world, everyone saw Bai Meng, who was just like Hushan Xian'er. He had already stepped out with his right foot and stayed motionless above the tenth step of the sky.
Hushan Xian'er seemed to be more serious than when he went up, watching Bai Meng motionless without any distraction.
Suddenly, the demons saw a colorful cloud reaching across the sky, and the flames of Nirvana burned brightly.
Bai Meng leaned back, and the blazing divine flames began to burn from his feet, burning from the tenth level to the first level. The hot flames even burned this space, so that everyone had to use divine power to protect themselves.
Shocking Bai Meng’s strength!
The scorched black sacred stone of the tenth level faded away, shining with dreamy spiritual light, and the nine-colored clouds looked like the blood of immortals flowing, holding up Bai Meng.
"What kind of fire is this? Why does it seem to be hotter than the True Yang Dao Fire!" A little demon couldn't help but tremble and scream!
True Yang Dao Fire is the same level of divine fire as the rumored triple heavy water. It is rumored that it is not weaker than the flames deep in the Fire Realm.
Bai Meng's dull eyes became active again. A true phoenix bathed in fire seemed to rise from the depths of his eyes, flying in the sky. He suppressed the shocking speculation in his heart and continued to move forward, stepping onto the tenth level.
"Buzz"
In a clear and pleasant sound, the auspicious glow and the soaring Daohua penetrated the sky. The four-elephant immortal seals rushed out from the glowing blood bones of his limbs and turned into four-elephant immortal beasts, flying around him.
The crystal runes of the gods are intertwined, like the ancient road of the gods being paved with auspicious clouds day by day, the sound of the sky is ringing in the avenue, the mist is flowing, the supreme and mysterious aura, this is more amazing than the ninth-level vision of Hushan Xian'er,
This is a vision of heaven, a certification of Bai Meng’s talent!
"The tenth level, someone really stepped onto the tenth level. Could it be that with the qualifications of the emperor, my Nanling, my demon emperor palace demon has risen?" The old man kept crying and laughing, as if he was crazy, and followed him.
The disciples who came were also stunned, and they were all stunned!
But soon, the movement here alarmed the big shots. Several fairy peaks shrouded in clouds and mist in the distance rose into the sky with bright and gorgeous divine lights. One after another, inexplicable pressure suddenly fell down, as heavy as the mountains and the sky.
The ten little demons knelt down unconsciously.
Bai Meng noticed that there were several rays of divine light projected towards this place, and the heavy pressure almost dropped suddenly. The ten-level sacred platform was sunk under the pressure, and the visions all over the sky began to shine with brilliance. Behind Bai Meng, there seemed to be an illusory green ball several feet tall.
The red divine Luan raised its head to the sky and let out a nine-day cry, breaking through the majestic and prison-like divine power.
But the other little demons couldn't hold on any longer, and bloodshot threads emanated from their pores. At this critical moment, a ray of light flew from a majestic palace on the top of the mountain.
In an instant, all the pressure melted away like ice and snow, and everyone felt as if they were taking a breath of fresh air, as if breathing fresh air from the suffocation. He lifted the old goblin's neck, which had long been limp, and threw it aside.
This is a handsome man eight feet tall. His eyes are sharp and his face is stern. He is extremely attractive. The energy and blood on his body are overwhelming, and the demonic patterns are filled with heavenly splendor. You can hear the thunderous Taoist voice from a distance away.
This is a vision of his qi, blood, and physical body that he has cultivated to an extremely deep level.
This is a master, at least the Holy Lord level, maybe even a king!
Bai Meng's heart was shaken, but the man didn't say anything nonsense. He held the old man in one hand and glanced around with cold eyes. His fierce aura was like a violent aura that cut through the sky, directly blocking the demonic aura that shot into the sky.
It squeezed the surrounding space for hundreds of miles, and Bai Meng could even hear a faint muffled groan.
His face was cold, his tone was low, and he said without any fluctuation:
"I advise all fellow Taoists to think twice before you act. If you want to declare war with my Demon Emperor's Palace, I suggest you take a look at the Diansi Mountain outside the Demon Emperor's Palace!"
Diansi Mountain is cold all year round and life is extinct. The earth there is black, stained black with blood!
There are the tombs of generations of ancestors of the Demon Emperor's Palace. Every year, countless enemies who do not know whether to live or die are sacrificed with blood by the Demon Emperor's Palace there. It is the place where the Demon Emperor's Palace worships the ancestors and serves as a deterrent to all provocateurs!
All eyes were dormant, and after a long silence, an old Taoist voice came, deafening and deafening:
"Don't be angry, Demon King Qi. We are just curious. After all, only the one who visited 80,000 years ago had such a vision, and we have never seen it before.
Now it seems that we should really be happy, it seems that this life is not as difficult as the saints deduced, I can’t wait to congratulate the Demon King Palace for another ten thousand years of prosperity!”
Demon God King Qi! He has been a king for more than a thousand years. He is the well-deserved overlord of Nanling. He dominates Nanling in the world, and no one dares to challenge his majesty!
Even the power of the demon gods in the last battle in the Qinling Mountains shocked other realms, forcing them to use the handed down holy weapons!
"Don't worry, the test for the tenth level of heaven is just talent.
I think Beidou has not disappeared from the deeds of the Luangu Emperor!" King Qi sneered, but took a step forward, and the heavy weight actually pressed down again, but the situation was reversed, it seemed that King Qi had a strange yin and yang aura.
"Humph!" After a muffled groan, the old voice seemed to be angry and completely dissipated.