Great Dao Ji

The heavens are without the Way.

Feeling the sudden change in the breath of Bodhi, Miesheng's eyes moved, and a deep shadow appeared in his heart.

His mind is perfect, and his thoughts are connected with the heaven and earth. All the words and thoughts of the creatures in the world that mention him, whether good or evil, good or bad, will be reflected in his heart.

He knew that this was a warning sign.

It means that Bodhi's threat to him has suddenly increased.

But his mind moved slightly, and his heavy palm, like supporting the sky, was placed flat in the void, as if waiting.

"Let me see how far you can go..."

Miesheng's expression was calm, and ripples appeared in his eyes.

Since he was born in this world until now, the only one he really regarded as an enemy, apart from the six saints who have existed since ancient times, is the Bodhi Taoist in front of him.

For this "self" who is like walking on another road, he has much more expectations and patience than for others.

This is not arrogance, but respect and expectation for himself.

Huhu~

In the whistling wind, Bodhi's figure flickered, and his breath was rare and cold, which was extremely rare for him.

Throughout his life, he had never really used the art of killing, but that did not mean that he had no means of killing.

In fact, he, who possessed the 'Dayan Tiantong', had already glimpsed the essence of supernatural powers over the long years.

The countless supernatural powers are just manifestations of the Tao. The essence of supernatural powers lies in the heaven and earth, and also in the nature of the Tao.

The Tao gave birth to all kinds of supernatural powers. When the Tao is destroyed, all supernatural powers will be destroyed!

Boom!

The moment the thought came up, Bodhi no longer had any emotional fluctuations, and the last supernatural power carried in a trace of residual image burst out with great force.

With his 70,000 years of exploration of the world of supernatural powers, he swung down the Lingyang stick heavily! "As you wish!"

Like a heavy hammer hitting a drum, like a meteor falling to the ground, like a collision of celestial bodies.

Just one stick smashed down, all the wind and thunder disappeared, and all the phenomena of heaven and earth were destroyed.

Buzz!

A sound wave like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, low and high, heavy and long.

This sound wave seemed to sound from the end of the dark time, and it seemed to have a great sense of illusion and separation in the ears of all living beings.

But in just a moment, it has crossed the endless and distant void and dimension, spreading to the Great Zhou, Nanzhan, the four seas and continents, and even in all realms!

Boom!

Shocking!

At the moment the sound wave exploded, in the mountains of Beiju, the face of the Candle Dragon Walker, who had just recovered from the loss of his spiritual power, suddenly changed.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Candle Dragon opened his eyes in horror, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

At this moment, the magical power he displayed was shattered, and the ten-fold divine light wheel behind him, which was intertwined with law and reason, also began to collapse.

His magical power, mana, and even his consciousness's perception and response to the outside world were all dissipating at a speed that made him change color.

"What kind of magical power is this?!"

Zhulong was shocked. He had lived long enough and had seen many magical powers, but he had never seen such a magical power.

He suddenly jumped up, looked back and was even more shocked.

In the land of Beiju, the wind was blowing everywhere, and in the sky, demon shadows were flying everywhere. Some people screamed and fled, and some roared and fell from the sky.

There were also people whose mana dissipated, whose breath fell to the bottom of the valley, and whose black hair turned white in an instant.

The huge Beiju seemed to have become a terrifying place where demons were dancing wildly.

And it was not just Zhulong and Beiju?

The sound waves echoed without any order, and at the same time resounded in the subtle places of all the empty world, spreading to the four poles and eight wastelands.

Beiju, Nanzhan, Dongsheng, Xihe...all the practitioners in the four seas and four continents, and even on the endless archipelago, who were disappearing in the four seas in shock, all found out with great fear.

As the sound waves echoed, the magical powers that they had cultivated for many years were collapsing, and the magic power was melting.

Regardless of race, strength, gods, demons, monsters, ghosts, whether they were high above the gods and Buddhas, or the little ghosts in the netherworld.

All were horrified and shocked.

I only felt an indescribable and majestic force, working from the subtle places of heaven and earth, trying to dispel all spiritual ideas, repel all magical powers, and even practitioners!

"Ah!"

"What is this? My magical powers have been disintegrated! My magic weapon..."

"No, no! My magic power has lost control!"

The four seas and realms separated by billions of miles in the void are still like this, and the four emperors of the Divine Court and the masters of various sects, who were not too far away, were the first to bear the brunt, and they were even more furious.

Among them, the worst cultivators would not be lower than the Immortal Saints. Looking back at the ancient times, they were also considered to be celestial beings, and at this time, they were even more important figures.

However, at the moment when the sound waves echoed, whether they were great cultivators of the Yuanshen, or the Golden Immortals of Creation, or the near-saint giants like the Four Emperors of the Divine Court.

All of them were like being struck by lightning, and suddenly lost their perception of the world and the control of their magical powers.

Under the loss of control inside and outside, they all fell from the sky involuntarily.

Immediately, they were blown away by the boundless and terrifying storm like straw, thousands and tens of thousands of miles away, and even thrown into the sea of ​​stars and the sky.

"The world in the sleeve?!"

The Golden Emperor looked dazed. His cultivation was extremely high. After a moment of loss of control, he stabilized his body from the extremely terrifying spiritual storm.

But when his eyes swept outside the storm, his body froze instantly, and he saw a scene that was even more terrifying than the loss of control of his own magical powers.

He saw that the ball of light that Bodhi had struck with his stick exploded in an instant, like a skynet that penetrated the void, permeating the origin and the end, and spreading endlessly.

And where the sky net covered, all colors were scattered, and all lights and shadows dimmed.

The spirit was repelled, and the law was disintegrating.

In a trance, he seemed to see the law net of the saints and the ways intertwined between heaven and earth, being expelled and covered.

Even replaced!

Even the bystanders were like this, and the horror that the real first to bear the brunt, or the old Buddha Miesheng who carried most of the sound waves, had to endure was far beyond anyone's imagination.

Whoosh~

The destructive storm formed by the collapse of all the spirits lifted up a corner of his monk's robe.

He held the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in one hand and held the other hand in the air, as if holding up all the void, letting the storm turbulent, his body towering and motionless.

"The law is dissolving, the spirit is disintegrating..."

Feeling the changes in the world, the turbulence and dissipation of his own magic power and magical powers, ripples appeared in the depths of Miesheng's eyes.

He had never seen this magical power of Bodhi, but the scene of the world shaking in front of him evoked memories deep in his heart.

"Land of Absolute Spirits?"

The moment the murmur sounded, it was immediately submerged by the endless and terrifying storm of destruction.

Spiritual inspiration is the foundation of the world.

When the spiritual inspiration disappears, it will be a terrifying storm of the collapse of all things and the collapse of the world.

Rumble!

The sound waves echoed, and after a moment, the turbulence that was a billion times more terrifying than the sound waves really broke out!

The sky was roaring, the earth was shaking, the dry land of the four seas was cracking, and the mountains and rivers on the continents were shaking and decomposing.

All objects containing spiritual inspiration became eclipsed!

"Such magical powers..."

Looking south, on the Great Zhoutian Qitai, the monarchs and ministers of the Great Zhou, including Long Xingyi, all took a breath of cold air, and their hearts were full of chills.

Under the shining of the purple sun and the Tai Chi diagram, Nanzhan, or the land of Da Zhou, became the only "pure land" between heaven and earth at this time.

Although there was a rumbling sound on the earth, there was no great collapse caused by the disappearance of spiritual energy.

"This, this scene, could the ancient saints have foreseen it?"

Everyone looked at each other in silence, but they were all shocked in their hearts.

"This, this is..."

Under the shining of the purple sun, in the slowly rotating Tai Chi diagram, the expressions of the prince, Qiao Moke and others were all shocked.

With the blessing of the Tai Chi diagram, they naturally glimpsed the terrifying vision that was happening between heaven and earth, and were even more surprised that they did not seem to be affected.

But in a flash, the prince had already awakened and realized that all kinds of spiritual energy between heaven and earth were dissipating at a speed of tens of millions of times.

The resistance to the dissipation of Qi was gone.

"My fellow Taoists, it's time for us to exert our strength!"

Glancing deeply at the void covered by darkness, where nothing could be seen, the prince had no flaws in guessing the outcome of the Taoist and the old Buddha.

He suddenly issued an imperial decree, commanding the gods to push the Tai Chi diagram interwoven with legal principles again.

The Qi machine poured down between the heaven and earth where all spiritual machines were extinguished.

Om~

This sound wave reverberated, not with the void as a medium, but directly acting on the omnipresent law network and spiritual network between heaven and earth.

With this as a support, its speed is almost infinite, and its reach is also almost infinite.

If someone stands high above the long river and looks down at the end of time, he can see a deep ink color accompanied by the reverberation of the sound wave.

It leaped up from a certain time and space, like a drop of ink in water, spreading and spreading around.

It has the potential to swallow up the four poles and infect the entire long river!

The web of laws that permeated the long river and the years became the best medium for this sound wave to swallow the long river!

The web of laws is everywhere, so the sound waves can reach everywhere!

Crash!

The long river is surging, endless and ever-lasting, and it is so magnificent that it cannot be described.

At this moment, a palm as big as infinite, like a dam across the long river, stroked the ripples on the long river.

In the midst of all kinds of Dao, the five fingers trembled, like plucking the strings of a piano, playing the infinite variables of time and space from ancient times to the present, and even to the future.

Boom!

As it vibrates, the long river surges, and time and space are violently shaking everywhere.

In front of the giant palm, a figure walks on the long river, strolls through the years, and shuttles through pieces of ancient history.

This is a chase that no one can see.

It seems to be only a moment, and it seems to have lasted for billions of years. Time seems to be meaningless to them.

"Hmm?"

At a certain moment, a voice of indifference came from the long river of time and space.

The giant palm paused for a moment, causing endless ripples, and all time and space were shaken.

Soon, the giant palm turned over, and one finger flexed and extended.

Pointed at the echoing sound wave, like ink infecting a corner of the long river, and was about to wipe out the ink color and the time and space where the long river was located.

All wiped out:

"What a wicked beast!"