The clouds dispersed, revealing the true colors of the heaven and earth.
Su Yu raised his head slightly and looked at the top of this ancient sacred mountain.
There, the spiritual thoughts he explored were instantly extinguished.
"You haven't proclaimed yourself a great king, a half-saint, or a saint?"
As the stars fell, his eyes became more misty, and a faint halo emerged behind him. The lines were scattered and the void was peeling off, carrying the charm of vicissitudes of time.
In the light and shadow, the stars are disillusioned, black and yellow, and chaos is surging, revealing a trace of the aura of creation, vaguely running through the past, present, and future, and consistent with this world.
However, there is still a hint of unsatisfaction in it.
"The law of time, the ring of reincarnation..."
Xiang Yufei did not pay attention to Wang Teng below. He stared at the halo, which was the embodiment of the laws of time and space.
According to the records in the Book of Death, those who are proficient in time and space may be able to repeat reincarnation.
That Lord of the Yama Palace devoted his entire life to studying the way of death, but he did not fully understand the cause and effect of life and death until he returned to the ruins.
In this world, unless you follow the path of the immortals, you will never be able to go on this path and achieve enlightenment.
"Unable to achieve perfection, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths cannot trigger the catastrophe of immortality, the cliff of the road to death..."
Zhonghuang closed his eyes and stood beside Su Yu. His mind and body were empty, the Immortal Platform was pure, and he felt the power of ten thousand ways in the void.
This is also one of the benefits of following Su Yu. The other party is like a human-shaped enlightenment tree. Although the power of the Tao shown is not clear, it is very complete and can lead the world.
His main strength lies in the three avenues, Imperial Qi, Extreme Yin, and Death. His visions are also related to these three avenues.
A trace of the ancient underworld king, the death lord who drives the dragon of death...
After deciding to follow Su Yu, his self-centered mentality was shattered, and the imperial dragon in the vision destroyed itself and subsequently collapsed.
But later, after he learned the truth about this world, he reshaped the Jiyin Dragon Qi and set foot on the way of space.
In an instant, he seemed to be transformed into the world, the wilderness, mountains, rivers, oceans... chasing the traces of the passing of all things.
The Taoism he comprehended was all embodied, time passed through the space without trace, the stars swayed, and the void disappeared.
In the haze, he seemed to see an illusory river, and could even hear the subtle sound of the river, but he could never see it clearly...
Seeing that his first follower had fallen into the state of enlightenment, Su Yu's lips curved into a slight arc, with admiration in his eyes.
He is worthy of being his right-hand man. Although he has given up the way of domination, he still has the appearance of enlightenment.
Don't look at my son fighting crazily below, and the holy soldiers colliding, but in the eyes of a few of them, it was just a moment of watching a show, and not many people paid attention.
The light wheel rotates slowly, and the time and space patterns are intertwined, forming a silver source. It is very blurry, and the edges cannot be seen clearly, and the beginning and end cannot be seen.
Fairy lights flew out one after another, silver light flickered, the track drifted away, and wisps of mist rose up, shrouding Xiang Yufei.
Deep in the sea of consciousness, Xiang Yufei, who was still seeking the truth, suddenly heard the sound of a river flowing. He suddenly looked back and saw a slender and beautiful figure crossing from the river...
After setting up a void magic circle here, Su Yu looked at Yang Yi and Jiang Tingting with complicated expressions.
Su Yu pointed his finger, and a stream of clear air flew out from above his head. Three drops of crystal true blood dripped down, and merged with the clear air, transforming into a man wearing two yin and yang Taoist robes.
This is a clone he created. Unlike the Qingqi Dao body, it can exist for a long time.
After leaving this clone behind, Su Yu glanced at Yang Yi and the others, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and then became indifferent.
He came to Ziwei this time to become a saint, to massacre a clan, and to destroy Taiyin was nothing in his eyes. If the Human King Palace and the Immortality View were enemies of him, he would never hold back.
After leaving those people in Beidou, all his sustenance disappeared, and his mood became indifferent again.
This was also his plan before coming. After encountering the Supreme Divine Mind in the ancient forbidden land, he decided to achieve it as soon as possible.
No matter what means are used!
"Go alone, the way of killing!"
The Chaos Dao Diagram flew out, Su Yu stepped into the void, disappeared here, and walked directly into the Ziwei Temple.
There are two Dao-killing magic formations here, and they are most likely made by the King of Dacheng. However, with the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar in his possession, he has no fear at all...
Seeing that Emperor Ziwei was about to take action personally, Taoist Sanque shook his head and stood up to watch the battle. However, the next moment he was shocked.
Everything in front of me was very natural, the clouds were flowing, and dozens of royal blood descendants set up divine rainbows and flew out of the palace, following in the footsteps of Emperor Ziwei.
However, a figure surrounded by chaotic energy appeared in the hall, with a lavender divine ring behind him, exuding a rich Taoist charm.
The wind blew slightly and time moved bit by bit. He couldn't help but glance at the halo.
In one breath, he fell into a big river, lost all his mana, and became a mortal. He was bound by the bone-eroding river water and could not break free. He could only watch his body rot and turn into a corpse.
Bones...
I don't know how long it took, Taoist Sanque came back to his senses. His breath was much weaker, and there was a tired look on his face.
Feeling the chaotic air flowing in front of him, the young man was shocked and did not dare to look directly. He had just experienced decades of time in the illusion, and the power of his spiritual thoughts had almost collapsed.
The other party is definitely a supreme existence that surpasses the Holy Lord...
Outside the palace, Wang Teng had already captured two powerful men, breaking the killing formation and turning the tide of the battle.
Seeing his subordinate's bloody defeat, Emperor Ziwei looked indifferent and without saying much, he directly took action, raising his hand to perform a Ziwei Emperor Technique.
The patterns of mountains and rivers stretched across the sky, making a roaring sound, the purple clouds shimmering, and the floating light leaping, as if the long river of time had traveled through eternity. The cold holy power filled the air, shocking the hearts of everyone present.
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A loud noise shook the world, and the map of mountains and rivers spread out. Seven bright stars burst out with billions of rays of divine light, gathered in one place, and shot out an eternal fairy light towards Wang Teng.
This was a blow with killing intent, and there was no intention of holding back at all!
Beidi's eyes shrank, knowing the identity of the other party, and then a fighting spirit surged in his heart, without any fear.
His hair was disheveled, his whole body was shining brightly, and he shouted: "Dao Spirit Yin and Yang Slash!"
"Ding!"
The holy sword floated up and down, waving gently towards the opponent. After a crisp sword sound, a terrifying sword light descended from the sky. The two qi of yin and yang circulated, deriving the meaning of chaos, and finally turned into a chaotic sky thousands of feet long.
It struck down towards Ziwei Huang's main force.
As a descendant of the Luan Ancient, Wang Teng possesses extremely pure Luan Ancient divine power, and the power of his spiritual thoughts is extremely powerful, enough to activate the Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven.
In an instant, the immortal light danced, the sword glow was sharp, and the two holy lights condensed the immortal divinity, which could kill all souls!
After the great destruction, Emperor Ziwei retreated from everyone, held the star map on his head, and attacked alone.
Wang Teng also stepped out of the golden ancient chariot, struck out the Holy Sword of the Emperor of Heaven, and let the two holy weapons become entangled together and fight each other crazily...
"I've seen you, senior!" Taoist Sanque bowed his head and said respectfully.
Although he can still see the world now, he is separated from everything. In his eyes, another Taoist San Que flew out of the hall...
"Can you see that page of phoenix blood red gold?" A cold voice came out from the chaotic mist.
Taoist Sanque was heartbroken and felt an extreme terror. His mind instantly thought of everything he had experienced, and then he thought of a possibility.
"Senior, are you talking about the page of the ancient scripture of gods passed down by my sect? I have never seen the original copy."
Feeling that the eyes on him became colder, the white-clothed Taoist said quickly: "Senior, if you are here for the ancient scriptures of gods, you can follow me into the Temple of Immortality."
"Enter the Temple of Immortality... When you come to an agreement with the Human King Palace, it will be thirteen years later. You should leave everything to me."
Su Yu closed his eyes, and the Chaos Dao Diagram slowly rotated. A crystal purple divine chain penetrated the navel of Taoist Sanque's life, and the bright essence sank into the Dao Diagram along the divine chain.
In the Tao map, the shadow of an ancient star tree sways slowly, its branches and leaves twinkling translucently, and the flowing Tao principles will refine the essence.
After devouring Taoist Sanque, he knew the situation in the Ziwei Star Territory very well, and everything Wang Teng did before had little meaning.
He turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly, Su Yu stopped and looked at the hall above.
"My fellow Taoist is so unscrupulous in killing the descendants of the Immortal Temple, it really makes me embarrassed." On the hall, an old man with gray hair appeared.
The old man is tall and straight, with a purple jade hairpin in his gray hair. He is wearing a Nine Dragon Emperor's robe and gold silk shoes. His eyes are weathered and have an extraordinary bearing. He walks out step by step, with a look in his eyes.
"Do you want to fight me?"
Su Yu's expression was indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, blood surged all over his body, and he looked at the other party with murderous intent, with the intention of starting a fight if they disagreed.
The gray-haired old man shook his head and said softly: "I don't have much life left, so I don't want to use weapons."
Su Yu looked at him calmly. He did not want to destroy this force. After all, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty had no emperor's scripture, no divine skills, and no immortal materials. There was really nothing worthy of his pursuit.
"That young man is also your disciple. He has committed a serious crime and must not be punished. He must hand over two sacred magic arts. This matter ends here. Otherwise, you will not be able to leave." The gray-haired old man closed his eyes, his face expressionless.
Said with an expression.
As his words fell, the reliefs in the hall shone with light, and the immortal spirit carvings in them seemed to break away from the long river of time and come to this world. The formations were shining brightly, the runes were chaotic, and they were flowing with a strange luster.
"I thought that with the help of the incomplete holy formation, I could be defeated." Su Yu did not think otherwise of the relationship between him and Wang Teng.
After all, he also said countless times in his last life, "My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor." This is also a great cause and effect.
It is precisely because of this kind of cause and effect that he will spend some time with Wang Teng to change the other party's fate.
Su Yu's eyes turned cold, and the Thousand Illusion Galaxy Immortal Clothes on his body erupted into billions of divine lights, runes swayed, chains of order flew out, and a Void Holy Formation covered this place, isolating it.
This is the magic circle that Yang Yi carved for him with her own hands using purple flame jade, which is enough to trap and kill a half-saint!
"The robe of the holy way, the perfect magic circle of the holy way." The golden-robed emperor changed his color, and his heart palpitated.
He was pulled into this space by Su Yu. Although he could still use the power of the magic circle, he only had one incomplete holy weapon on him, so he might suffer a loss.
"Let's fight to the death! Although your blood is withered, it should be considered fair for a Dacheng King to fight against the third level of Zhan Dao!"
Su Yu sacrificed his Taoist soldiers, the Mother Qi of all things fell, and a black and yellow exquisite pagoda floated above his head, swirling with chaotic light and flowing with thick black and yellow Qi, like a sky curtain, suppressing the world.
This is the magic weapon he prepared for the third clone, although the opportunity for that one to be born has not yet been born.
During the trip to the Bronze Immortal Palace, he received great benefits. He took away all the tens of thousands of black and yellow energy. Although he had given it away before, the remaining amount was enough to cultivate a divine tower.
The sacred tower is divided into thirty-three layers. It is extremely grand and majestic, just like the ancient sky tower, exuding a simple and vast atmosphere.
"The Mother Qi God Tower of All Things!" The gray-haired old man frowned, feeling even worse.
The other person's confident look made him very uneasy. In all these years, he had never seen such a person.
Moreover, the young man who first entered the second heaven of Sendai had two holy weapons. This one must also have a holy weapon.
"Let me see what Ziwei's Dacheng King is like!"
Su Yu's expression was indifferent, and the fairy clothes on his body were flowing with magnificent brilliance, gorgeous and bright, dense and steaming, brilliant and boundless. Under the reflection of thousands of phantom stars, his green hair and body were dyed with a layer of silver light, almost translucent.
Like an immortal god.
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, each sharp feather shines and shoots towards the opponent.
"Zi Wei, are you from the outer realm of the starry sky?"
The gray-haired emperor's eyes moved slightly, and he had some speculations in his mind.
The ancient palace trembled, and a stripe network bloomed with divine brilliance, condensing into a purple emperor star, shrouding him below.
"Bang!"
The sound of dense metal collisions sounded, and the boundless arrows were unable to break through the purple light shield.
The Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth trembled slightly, surrounded by countless divine chains of the Holy Dao, and emitted an ethereal sound, like the first ray of heavenly sound at the beginning of the universe, penetrating the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth, illuminating the source of ten thousand beginnings, and cutting through the void.
, and headed towards the front to suppress.
In an instant, the light and shadow shattered, and the divine tower made of eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight rays of black and yellow energy was extremely heavy and could not be broken by anything. It directly smashed the holy way shield, and then smashed it towards the gray-haired emperor.
The golden light floated and the bells sounded. The old man in gold robes sacrificed a copper bell, displaying the supreme holy power, overwhelming the heaven and earth, and causing the void to tremble.
After blocking the attack from the Xuanhuang God Tower, the gray-haired old man showed a smile and said: "Fellow Taoist, there may be some misunderstandings in this."
He had no intention of fighting for the life and death of Taoist San Que.
The opponent has strong blood, fighting spirit, and is willing to fight. He was the same back then, but time is not forgiving, and everything has changed now.
Even if the incoming enemy is killed, his sitting time will be greatly advanced, which is not worth the gain.
"Look how I crush the holy soldiers!"
With a thought in Su Yu's mind, the Thousand Fantasy Galaxy robe on his body peeled off countless star sand, which condensed into a galaxy sword.
Three thousand chaotic energy came out of his body, and he mobilized the holy soldiers with all his strength. The blood energy covered the sky and the sun, and the immortal clothes and divine sword were illuminated with a layer of deep starlight.
The other party, as the Great Perfection King of the Third Heaven of Sendai, can completely activate the incomplete holy soldiers.
Although his realm is still low, with the vast divine power of the Chaos Body, he can also activate the Thousand Illusions Galaxy Battle Suit.
Seeing Su Yu's killing intent, the gray-haired emperor also darkened his face. After being forced to this point, he could no longer bear it, and burst out with the aura of a great king. He became extremely cold, without any mood swings, and immediately took action against Su Yu.
Confrontation with the Vestments of the Holy Path.