Great Dao Ji

Emperor of Heaven?

While chewing on the fleeting words on the Daoyi picture, various speculations emerged in An Qisheng's mind.

Regarding the so-called person with a void destiny, he naturally had some speculations in his mind.

At this time, seeing the text on the Daoyi map, I became more and more confident.

It is recorded in the map of the Three Thousand Killing Paths in the World that those who aspire to the top of the path must have the power to restrain all the past in one body.

Consolidating the past, integrating the present, and bringing all the billions of possibilities into one, how is this similar to the so-called ‘one whose fate is void’?

After turning his mind around and looking at the confused Mo Yin in front of him, An Qisheng started to worry about it.

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

But at this time, he had other ideas, another temptation about the Daoji Realm.

Maybe, you can give it a try?

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

Mo Yin was a little embarrassed by the sight and couldn't help interrupting.

"nothing."

An Qisheng gathered his thoughts and did not explain. With a casual move, the thunder pool that contained the thunder sea in the sky reappeared.

"Is the thunder pool finished?"

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

"How does this work?"

As the Lord of the Inner Heaven and Earth, he can penetrate the essence of this thunder pool at a glance, but being able to see it does not mean that he can understand it.

The composition of this thunder pool comes from his inner world, and he recognizes every detail that makes up the thunder pool.

But the thunder pool formed is not clear.

I just feel that its essence is extremely complicated and seems to be unchanged, but in fact it is changing at an extremely fast rate all the time.

"The thunder pool can be the center of the inner world. This thunder pool can protect the immortality of the reincarnation Taoist soldiers."

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

With his current methods, he naturally doesn't have to go through so much trouble to attract many people from Xuanxing who are hiding in his cave.

The reason why it took hundreds of years to refine this thunder pool is to protect the essence of the 'Reincarnation' from falling into the hands of others.

"Immortal?"

Mo Yin was shocked, but before he could ask, An Qisheng pointed his finger again.

Mo Yin only felt a flower in front of his eyes. A purple light suddenly burst out from the thunder pool, and immediately turned into a strange plant that he had never seen before.

The ancient tree is as vigorous as a horned dragon, big and tall, with green branches hanging down like a willow tree, and each branch is covered with emerald green leaves like glass.

"This is?"

Mo Yin's eyes widened.

The moment this ancient tree appeared, he felt a surge of clarity entering his heart, dispelling all the doubts in his mind.

The bottleneck that had troubled me for many days seemed to be loosened.

"The ancient Bodhi tree..."

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

Then, the ancient Bodhi tree branches and leaves swayed, and in the dense void, an old Taoist wearing a blue Taoist robe appeared out of thin air.

"Life and death are governed by Tao."

The old Taoist sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree and sighed slightly, as if he was in another world: "He can cultivate the magical power of creation to such a high level, the old Taoist will not complain if he loses..."

Bodhi regained consciousness and lowered his eyes to An Qisheng, but his heart was facing the old Buddha.

In the Emperor's Heaven Realm, one holds the Great Evolution Heavenly Power and the other possesses the Divine Power of Creation. There is no inherent advantage or disadvantage between them.

It's a pity that the "All Heavens Wudao", which is extremely powerful, cannot destroy the "Seven Treasures Tree" where the seven paths are unified.

Only then did I realize that Miesheng had already cultivated the magical power of creation to the only state in all realms.

"It happened by chance, and it was not a crime of war."

An Qisheng shook his head.

The only realm of Tao Yi's magical power is extremely random. It does not depend on the level of the practitioner's cultivation, but on whether it is consistent with this magical power.

When he realizes that "killing karma is not killing people", he has completely conformed to the true meaning of creation.

Just like the Lord of the Netherworld, Gu Changfeng, he had practiced 'rebirth through calamity' to the only state in all realms as early as the time of the human world.

However, it was not until the Emperor Tian Realm that he cultivated the 'Dream of the Great Thousand' to the unique state.

Old Taoist Bodhi was silent for a moment and then said:

"Are my disciples okay?"

"Their names are left on the list of gods. When the emperor and heaven are changing, there is a glimmer of hope after all."

An Qisheng said, paused, and looked at the thunder pool in his palm:

"You and I are a trinity. The power of creation may allow them to be reborn in another world. It's unknown."

"That's good."

The old Taoist felt relieved, as if his wish had been fulfilled, and then he looked at Mo Yin, who looked surprised and uncertain: "You called me out just for him, right?"

An Qisheng nodded slightly.

Looking at the two people sitting opposite each other, except for one old and one young, the other two people were almost identical, Mo Yin couldn't help it anymore:

"You, who are you?"

Mo Yin has been doubting his own 'Evolution Sand Table Weapon Spirit' for a long time, and now he is even more convinced that this Taoist is definitely not a treasure weapon spirit.

It was more like the 'mighty rebirth' that he knew from the Xuandu Sect's collection.

"Unless I deliberately conceal it, I really can't say it out loud."

An Qisheng sighed slightly: "You just need to know that I have no ill intentions towards you."

The wild world is far stronger than the emperor's sky, and the water is deeper. Although he can come and go as he pleases, once he misses Xingzang, there will be no more suitable world to break through this nirvana barrier.

Dragons can swim in shallow water, but shallow water cannot tolerate a big dragon.

Mo Yin Shangen frowned and was speechless for a long time, but he couldn't think of anything in himself that deserved such a plan.

After all, the tyranny of this Samsara Taoist soldier is probably among the best in the world.

An illegitimate son of the Dayong royal family may not be worth this price.

"He is a worthy man."

The old Taoist Bodhi looked at it for a long time before nodding in agreement: "Leave this matter to me."

"Thank you."

As soon as An Qisheng raised his hand, the thunder pool had already fallen into the bodhi tree and was hidden among the branches and leaves.

Yi Moin's control over the inner world could not be discovered for a while.

call!

At the same time, An Qisheng's figure disappeared into the void, cutting off traces of himself, and fell into a deep trance.

Mo Yin, who was full of doubts, and the old Taoist under the Bodhi tree were left looking at each other for a long time, but Mo Yin couldn't hold himself any longer:

"Oops!"

He jumped to his feet. The shock was so great that he almost forgot that there was still a battle going on outside.

"It's not bad, it's not bad."

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

Mo Yin took a closer look and felt relieved.

The blood on the skyscraper peak was like a sea, rolling and crushing everything. Yan Changsha stepped across it, using his fists and claws, with a nonchalant expression, but he defeated Mo Lu's side.

"Very interesting power..."

Taoist Bodhi stroked his long beard and nodded from time to time, seeming to be very interested: "Those armored soldiers are called Dou Fa Dao soldiers? It's interesting..."

He was able to single-handedly cultivate many near-sages and develop many kings of supernatural powers, so he naturally had great interest in other cultivation systems.

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

Its pure fighting power may not be comparable to the Wanyang Realm, but most of the practitioners in this realm can form an army by one person. If the resources are sufficient, it can be said to be extremely powerful.

You know, if the military master cultivates a magical power, the countless Taoist soldiers under his command can all be 'loaded' in an instant. If the Taoist soldiers have enlightenment, the soldier master will know it instantly.

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

At this time, in a flash of his mind, he had deduced thousands of Taoist soldiers from scratch, colliding with each other in his mind, fighting each other, and learning from each other's strengths.

"Changsha's 'Ten Thousand Battles Alchemy Technique' is certainly powerful, but it is almost impossible to defeat the Dou Fa Dao soldiers in Tianshu City."

But Mo Yin's brows furrowed tightly.

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

And the ‘Fighting Magic Mountain’ behind it.

It would be fine in other places, but in the area under the jurisdiction of Tianshu City, the power transmission of the Dou Fa Mountain is almost endless.

Sure enough, before Mo Yin could finish his thoughts, the war situation in the outside world changed again.

boom!

The mountains shook.

Under the coercion of the strong blood energy like the burning sun, Mo Lu's expression changed several times, and finally he couldn't help shouting to the sky, and became completely furious:

"How dare you, a mere Taoist soldier, bully me to this point?!"

In an instant, the Doufa altar hanging high in the sky burst out with streams of divine light that were condensed to the extreme.

That divine light is like a sword, penetrating the void dimension and communicating with the sacred mountain of fighting skills drifting in the depths of endless dimensions.

Buzz!

Not even a ten millionth of a second!

There were rays of terrifying light that pierced through the void, arrived in an instant, and descended on many magic fighting platforms.

Between the endless interweaving divine lights, there seemed to be a shadow of a majestic sacred mountain, fleetingly disappearing.

The next moment, it was a shocking moment.

The skyscraper mountains that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles all sank by more than a thousand feet in the terrifying shock?

Ru is bowing his head!

"Fighting Magic Mountain..."

In the raging blood, Yan Changsha showed no sorrow or fear, and his eyes became more and more fiery: "It's just a little bit..."

"Hehe, hahaha!"

On the fighting stage, Mo Lu's hair was disheveled, his face was miserable, and his red eyes were locked on the two people on the top of the mountain, shocked, angry and sad:

"Just a Taoist soldier, a mere Taoist soldier..."

"How dare he?!"

Mo Yin's expression completely changed.

He did not expect that Mo Lu really had such courage. Outside Tianshu City, in full view of everyone, he summoned the Holy Mountain of Fighting Magic to kill the 'descendant of the royal family'.

This almost ruined his own succession!

Could it be that he is just a chess piece and there is someone else behind him?

Mo Yin was confused and looked at Taoist Bodhi who seemed to be more interested. He cupped his hands and smiled bitterly: "Senior, please don't watch the show anymore..."

It is said that the Dou Fa Mountain is a terrifying mountain that reaches six tribulations. Even if it is just a wisp of breath, it is definitely not something he can resist at this time.

Although he still had the back-up plan to escape, how could he be willing to do so?

If he escapes now, he may never have the chance to enter Tianshu City again.

"The weight of this mountain is not as heavy as that of Xumi, but it is almost the same. You cannot resist it due to your cultivation at this time, but at this time, it seems that it is not the time for Pindao to take action..."

Bodhi Taoist is calm and unhurried.

Unlike An Qisheng who fell into Nirvana, he has not been weakened in any way, and his path has been completed, his realm will not fall, and there will be no loss in another world.

It's just a shadow, so why is it worth his while?

"That……"

Seeing that he was calm, Mo Yin felt a little at ease.

"This mountain seems to be connected with your blood. He can summon this mountain, but you can't?"

Taoist Bodhi smiled, stretched out his fingers, and ejected the astonished Mo Yin out of the inner world.

Boom!

Almost at the same time Moyin opened his eyes.

In Tianshu City, there seemed to be a flash of surprised voices.

"Huh?!"

On the fighting stage, Mo Lu's heart was shocked, and he looked up suddenly, and immediately realized that something was wrong.

In Tianshu City, there were countless fighting stages rising up, and endless iron-blooded energy flowed out between each other.

The heaven and earth warmed up, as if they were about to melt in this terrifying iron-blooded energy!

In the infinitely terrifying iron-blooded killing aura, the shadow of a majestic and magnificent mountain, which had been flowing down from the dimensional void, was extremely magnificent!

Incompatible shock!

At this moment, not only Motian Peak, but also Tianshu City and other cities and vassal states within the billions of miles of territory were alarmed.

Countless people looked up at the sky, only to see a huge mountain across the sky, and a huge shadow pierced through the dimension, blocking the sky and the sun, as if it could cover the entire Dayong Dynasty.

The fighting mountain has arrived? !