The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 684 The famous scene of the goddess statue that disappeared from the Dao sect of the heavens, the king worships the emperor! With the last unwillingness and remorse, the Great Monkey Lord dissipated between the clouds and the sky.

In the next life, of course there will be none.

An Qisheng looked down attentively, and in his eyes, the operation of the most subtle particles in the void was clearly reflected.

The Great Ape Marquis was crushed by him, and his physique, essence, and even his primordial spirit dissipated at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to detect. In the end, it turned into the most basic particles that make up the heaven and earth.

The operation of the heaven and the earth in the Myriad Yang Realm is itself the movement and change of the most subtle 'particles'. They form everything, including the myriad spirits and myriad things, and form the heaven and earth itself.

In a sense, all things, all spirits, dragon runes, and even humans are essentially no different from the soil, sand and gravel beside the road.

Perhaps this is the true meaning of the inhumanity of heaven and earth and regards all things as cud dogs?

Staring at the Great Ape Marquis floating in the sky, An Qisheng felt something in his heart.

Perhaps the living beings have no special meaning to heaven and earth.

"The Great Ape, is dead"

The old demon who was once the supreme demon king of a generation, the master of the ten thousand demon clans in the emperor-level continent, and who was feared by countless people, ended up in this way.

Witnessing this scene, there was silence in front of Da Shi Mountain, and the death of Fenghou, even with the isolation of the "Tai Huangtian", the sad and unwilling atmosphere still made it difficult for a bystander to restrain himself.

After the Middle Ages to the present, most of the time, the vacuum-shattering powerhouses are already the strongest group of people in the world. Those who can be promoted to the lords are all heroes, and they have great luck.

This kind of existence is hard to see for countless people in their entire lives.

But now, in such a casual way, he has fallen, without suspense, and almost without resistance.

"It's really a world apart by a thin line." Ying San's eyes moved, although he couldn't despise the old demon who was promoted to unity through bloodline inheritance.

But it was an existence of the same rank as him, even if he had already predicted that he would be invincible, but he died so casually, which still made him a little touched.

huh~

Air currents roared in the sky.

Dao Dao Yunqi poured into An Qisheng's cuffs like a dragon, Taihuangtian disappeared without a shadow, only a cloudy and colorless aura escaped and disappeared into the void.

But it was the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, which had lost control, and escaped directly into the void.

An Qisheng just glanced at it lightly, without chasing after him, let it go.

The clouds dissipated and the obscured scene reappeared. When everyone saw it, they were shocked again.

I saw that the white-haired Taoist was still sitting cross-legged in the floating heaven, as if he never got up from the beginning to the end, and he never moved too much!

"Retreat for many days, but I don't know that you have arrived. If you have been working for a long time, you might as well go to the mountain to rest. After a few days, the poor Taoist will open the altar to teach the Fa. If you have any doubts, you will answer them one by one."

When everyone's heart was complicated, An Qisheng's voice hung down from the sky and resounded in everyone's ears.

"King Yuanyang has a big heart, I'll be amazed!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then bowed and thanked them.

No matter how many of them there are and for what purpose, at this moment, they can only have the purpose of 'seeing'.

In front of the mountain, many elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land breathed a sigh of relief, seeing as if there was no war.

Only then did he walk out and greet a group of people entering Da Shi Mountain.

Miao Meng and the others looked inexplicably complicated. Under the welcome of Fang Yingqiu and others, they walked towards the mountain, and Yuan Duxiu looked at Ying San.

The old man who was covered in twilight also moved when everyone got up and entered the mountain.

Not into the mountains, but into the sky!

"Yingsan is here, especially for Your Excellency. If I don't see you today, I will not be able to calm down in my heart."

Yingsan strode up to the sky, his footsteps and voices as slow and unhurried.

Witnessing An Qisheng's instruction to kill the Great Ape Marquis, the old man still wanted to step forward, even without the slightest hesitation.

"Ying Sanye he"

In front of the mountain, everyone who was about to enter the mountain stopped, and looked at Yingsan one after another in surprise, shock, or sadness.

"Master Ying, why are you doing this?"

Shi Cheng's face was sad, and he sighed in his heart.

Today's Yingsan is stooped, his qi and blood are depleted, and his qi is sullen at dusk, but what emerges in his eyes is still the heroic warrior who sat cross-legged on a high platform more than 2,000 years ago, preaching and teaching the Fa.

He knew that Yingsan must be the end of the year, and he was unwilling to die of old age. He heard that King Yuanyang was born, so he set out to come.

For him at this time, life and death are nothing.

"Never mind."

An Qisheng stared at Ying San for a moment, and seemed to sense his determination, and nodded slightly: "Before, fellow Daoist Ying never took advantage of others' dangers, and he never joined forces with demons. It's also right to meet him."

huh~

As the words drifted, An Qisheng flicked his hand, and the Taihuangtian, which had just been put away in his sleeves, burst out again.

The billowing clouds were like a galaxy hanging from the sky, falling from the sky, whistling around and turning into a lavender ladder.

Since the suspension of the Heavenly Palace, it has been flowing tens of thousands of feet, extending to the feet of Yingsan:

"Friend Daoist wants to see me, then please!"

If the sky is vertical and spreads tens of thousands of feet, its color is lavender, but there is no reason for Taoism on it, it seems that it is just an ordinary spirit condensed.

But all onlookers would not consider this an ordinary ladder.

Because Ying Sanben walked in the air, before reaching the stairs, but stopped, his expression was a little dignified.

He could feel what was contained in this step.

That is the supernatural power that has been condensed to the extreme!

The endless magical powers are intertwined with each other, and they are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, but they are integrated into one, turning into a seemingly ordinary step.

In fact, this step has surpassed most of the magical powers he has seen in his life!

After staring silently for a long time, Ying San suddenly raised his head, and his old face glowed with a different look, as if he had recovered the mood of the past:

"good!"

Just confided.

Ying San's hunched body suddenly became straight, blood swelled like a turbulent sea, and his divine power burned.

In an instant, the Qi Qi on his body has been swept away, his long hair is still gray, and his face is still old, but no one can see him and the old man who was so depressed and seems to be dying in the next moment as a person!

It doesn't need to be displayed, just by looking at it, you can feel the overwhelming power filling your heart.

This change did not exceed the expectations of others, but it still caused a lot of commotion. This has not yet been met, and Yingsan has been forced to show his strength?

"This step"

Shi Cheng's mind trembled, what was the difference in those steps, so that the third master of Ying could feel like a great enemy?

Yingsan didn't care about other people's thoughts, he moved up the stairs.

huh~

If the wind blows, blowing his long frosty hair.

But this is not the wind in the sky.

Instead, a majestic force was transmitted from the soles of his feet layer by layer, until the hair swelled up, and the robes hunted!

This power is so vast and majestic, like the ocean, it is passed on wave after wave, from the body, to the blood, and even the soul, causing multiple suppressions on it.

"So magical!"

Yingsan's hair fluttered, and it could be seen that his eyes were shining like fire, but he had a hint of gratitude: "Fellow Daoist, you have a heart."

This force is pure and powerful, and it climbs endlessly, trying to approach his limit.

Knock him off the steps!

But his feet were like roots, allowing the majestic power to surge, still standing still, and after a light compliment, he stepped again.

The great power of Dongtian can already walk thousands of miles and smash the vacuum bomb index thousands of miles. With Yingsan's cultivation base, it is only easy to travel hundreds of thousands of miles on the ground.

But above this step, he seemed to have lost all his divine power, as if he was carrying all the mountains and rivers of the East Continent and all the seawater of the East China Sea.

There is still a turbulent sound like a mountain and a tsunami from the divine power in his body, but he can only take one step at a time, one step at a time.

And the further he walked, the more enormous the force he endured.

More than halfway through, his thin body was as full as a strong man, but his bones were still unable to groan.

At the age of seventy, his body swelled like a giant of the battle royal family, his breath was as strong as the sea, and his blood was as surging as the sun, but his tall and straight waist actually hunched down.

Finally, at the age of ninety, when An Qisheng was already visible when he looked up, Yingsan stopped for the first time, and a bead of sweat fell from his forehead.

The long days of dripping turned into a downpour that stretched thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

"It turns out that I'm still so much worse"

In the groaning that his muscles and bones were overwhelmed, Yingsan straightened up abruptly, but sighed:

"This road to the sky is really long."

The journey of a hundred miles has reached ninety, but the last eleven roads seem to be more difficult than nine-tenths of the previous ones, even if there is a reason for others to fall in their twilight years.

But he knew in his heart that even if he was in his prime, when his qi and blood were at their peak, he would not be able to reach the end.

And as long as there is no end, ninety, ninety-nine, or one, what's the difference?

"If you are in your prime, you may have the opportunity to go further, or if you were born in the Middle Ages, you will also achieve something."

Looking at the old man, An Qisheng also felt a trace of regret in his heart.

Everything has an end, the undefeated golden body will also decay, and the pure yang spirit will also decay.

This old man has lived for thousands of years, and may have taken elixir to prolong his life. Because of this, when he reaches his twilight years, it is really a deadline.

There is no room for redemption.

Even if he already knows the slightest mysteries of the world, he can perceive the movement of 'particles', and he can perceive it, which does not mean mastery, and he can't arbitrarily manipulate it.

If one can master it, it is no longer human.

All things are created by snapping your fingers, and all things are destroyed when you touch your hands. It is both destruction and creation. It may not be the realm of God, but it is a taboo field that An Qisheng can't set foot in at this time.

but

"Is this my limit?"

Yingsan's eyes dimmed for a moment, but in an instant it became more and more bright, as if the sun and the moon in the sky fell into his eyes, and his tone was not twilight, showing a sonorous voice:

"My fellow Daoist cast this heaven-penetrating rank for me, but it should be the most perfect burial place for this old man!"

boom!

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of thunder in the sky.

Under the gaze of countless people, Yingsan's body suddenly caught fire, like a candle at first, then like a torch, and finally, burning like a big sun, bursting out with terrifying light and heat.

Completely, burn yourself.

"what?"

The sky is very far away, and there is a humming sound from the gorgeous carriage pulled by the nine dragon beasts.

huh~

Chu Mengyao lifted the curtain of the car, and there was a ripple in her heroic eyes, as if she saw the scene that happened in the distance.

She came all the way, not too urgent, she kept thinking about what to deduce in her heart, and was shocked by the breath before she came back to her senses.

The reason is naturally because she recognizes the owner of this breath.

"That old guy, what do you want to do?"

Chu Mengyao frowned, her mind moved, and the terrifying power instantly bloomed, and in the blink of an eye, it already drove the chariot away.

The speed was so fast that Qi Cang was taken aback.

"what happened?"

Qi Cang's heart fluttered, and then he seemed to sense the burning of the surging blood energy in the distance, as well as the sky tier hanging like a purple galaxy in the sky.

Immediately, he was stunned:

"This, this scene"

boom!

The fire of God is burning, and all beards and hairs are raised.

Yingsan stepped again, still one step at a time, but did not stop, and as he stepped, the fire around him became more and more flaming, more mighty, and more glorious.

step,

step

After nine steps in a row, the flames on his body were already extremely vigorous, but it was his eyes that were more dazzling than the burning of blood and divine power.

A step away, the Taoist can be seen.

But he stopped again, letting his body burn with fire, but he never saw any further progress.

There seems to be an invisible barrier in front of it, let it burn everything, but it is still unable to cross.

Even if you are smashed to pieces, burn everything, and give everything, can you still not cross this threshold?

even for a moment,

Even for a moment!

At this moment, Yingsan roared in his heart, and the difficulty of seeking the Tao for thousands of years emerged in his heart, but as the divine fire around his body slowly dissipated, it became silent.

Full of unwillingness, it finally turned into disappointment:

"Manpower is sometimes poor~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After all, it can't go against the sky"

The sigh did not dissipate.

A white palm suddenly passed through the invisible barrier and stretched out in front of Yingsan:

"God, maybe it's not irreversible"

boom!

Wrapped by the divine light, on the chariots that came quickly, Qi Cang, who happened to see this scene, was struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned.

It was as if a flash of lightning ripped through his mind, reminding him why this scene felt familiar to him.

This is clearly a legend he heard in his previous life.

"Ying, Yingsan is the person in that fireball, Wang Yingsan"

"This scene, this scene is,

The king worships the emperor! ! ! "