The damaged fragments from the Hongmeng treasure floated in the abyss of abandonment, brightening up the entire world. The huge jade-like fluorescence covered the abyss and even overflowed, sweeping across a radius of hundreds of millions of miles.

The radiance of jade was magnificent, but it only lasted for a moment, a startling glimpse, but it disturbed the hearts of many people.

In the turbulent waves of blood in the Nine Netherworld, Ancestor Styx looked gloomily at Evernight Sky. He guessed something, but he did not have the strength to fight again.

Tongtian and Hongjun in Zixiao Palace both sensed the fragments of the jade dish of creation, but Hongjun did not move and neither did Tongtian.

Taoist Hongjun didn't move, and the Six Saints of Heaven and Earth didn't dare to move either. Because the jade dish of creation was Taozu's treasure, and if Taozu didn't accept it, they couldn't accept it either.

Ge Kun was confused for a moment, then shook his head and ignored it.

Qinglan stood up in shock, then sat down after realizing it.

Nuwa was just stunned, but I frowned, because the ancestor of Yin and Yang.

However, the saints did not move.

A treasure appeared in the hands of Ancestor Yin and Yang. The treasure was very bright and dazzling. It was covered with endless Dao patterns. There were many Dao patterns, including everything in the world. Because it was too complicated, Qingluo couldn't understand it and couldn't tell what kind of treasure it was.

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Ancestor Yin and Yang stretched out his hand, and the fragment of the jade disc of creation merged with the treasure. The two merged, and a torrent suddenly rose from the treasure. It was a torrent made up of countless soul patterns, and it ran through the heaven, earth, ancient and modern universe, and connected from one end to the other.

Holding the treasure, one end is submerged into the void, and I don't know where it is going.

Ancestor Yin Yang shouted: "Hurry up and enter the river of Yuanling!"

Having said that, he should take the first step, step into the river, be submerged by the turbulent ripples, and be swept away to an unknown place!

Qing Luo did not hesitate, and took the same step forward, submerging into the River of Yuanling. As soon as he entered the river, he felt a bone-chilling coldness, not the coldness of his body, but the coldness of his soul!

He sank into the river alone, drifting along with the souls full of the river. He didn't know where he was.

After a long time, Qing Luo suddenly opened his eyes, and he floated to the end of the Yuanling River.

He stood up, stepped out of the River of Yuanling, and saw the true river of destiny!

Wherever the eyes touch, there is nothingness and darkness, because the space is so big that light cannot penetrate it.

There is only one long river, a long river that spans the infinite universe, longer than the prehistoric times and wider than the East China Sea.

Any living being is insignificant in front of it, just an ant!

There are countless gravels at the bottom of the river, and there are also golden gravels dotted on the sand bottom. These are the immortal true spirits of Daluo who died. Their true spirits are scattered at the bottom of the river of destiny. In principle, they can be immortal.

Immortal, until the moment when the true spirit is reunited and reborn.

However, in the long river of destiny, destiny is too great. It is bigger than the universe, crossing the prehistoric times. In the endless and boundless river, it is almost impossible for the true spirits that have turned into thousands of tiny gravels to reunite again.

Even more miraculous than a miracle!

Even if the quasi-sage and powerful life star falls and falls into the long river, it is almost impossible to regenerate. Although the star is big, it is not as big as the long river. The star is annihilated into the river, turning into thousands of gravels, paving the river bottom with colorful gravel, until

Three hundred and sixty-five stars reunite, Zhou Tianqi changes his destiny, then the fallen quasi-sage can have the opportunity to return to the wilderness, become a living being again, and start over.

However, it will take millions of years for the true spirit gravels to gather together. Perhaps it will take many Yuanhui years before those fallen true spirits and the demeanor of those peerless powerful men can reappear in the wild.

Qingluo raised his head and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, looking at the seven heavens in the sky. The stature of the saint was far higher than the sky, far higher than those stars, in the highest and highest realm.

Ancestor Yin Yang walked to the edge of the long river and said, "You can start now. The creatures in this long river cannot get out after entering. Please be careful."

Qingluo turned back to look at Yin Yang Ancestor and said, "What about you?"

Patriarch Yin Yang said disapprovingly: "Of course, you will come to help me after you succeed."

Qing Luo stretched out his hand, and the divine lines on the Yin Yang Patriarch's forehead suddenly appeared. A huge pain came from the soul, and the painful Yin Yang Ancestor's face instantly turned ferocious. He shouted: "If I fall, you will also be lost in the world.

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Qing Luo waved his hand again, and the spiritual pattern faded away. He smiled and said, "I'm just trying to see if this spiritual pattern still has any effect on you."

Ancestor Yin Yang's face became angry. Without waiting for his reaction, Qing Luo took out a five-color gourd from his sleeves and put Ancestor Yin Yang into the spiritual gourd with a huge force.

With such a person with evil intentions beside Qingluo, he really couldn't do anything at ease.

For this trip, he specially suppressed the Yin and Yang flags and the two pole whisks in the realm of mountains and seas, and never brought them. Inside the Five Spirits Gourd, he also set up hundreds of restrictions to seal off the space inside the Five Spirits Gourd.

With no one around him, Qingluo felt a little relieved. He looked at the long river of destiny in front of him. In the bottom of the endless river, there was a lost road, a forgotten road. He wanted to recall that road.

And become the master of that path!

The golden wheel of creation rises, the towering beads of creation rise, the map of creation rises, and all the avenues of creation in the body are mobilized.

At this moment, hanging high in the blue clouds and blue sky, a great avenue of creation, paved with infinite spiritual patterns, appeared.

Saint Nuwa's blue sky is the pinnacle, and the blue sky falls on the second highest point on this road. There are also roads of different strengths and weaknesses below, and they are connected to this avenue of creation.

Qingluo sighed that his achievements today were all due to the way of creation. Now, he wants to abandon this way. Not only is the way and the law leaving, but his heart is also being pulled away.

The once weak heart of seeking survival and living a comfortable life is gone, and the heart of being confused and hopeless about the great road is gone. In his chest, there will be a fiery heart, a strong heart, and a hopeless heart.

His powerful heart is enough to support his heart that matches the supreme Hunyuan!

The towering Pearl of Creation shines brightly, its green light is extremely dazzling. This is the last time it blooms with the light of creation!

On the Golden Wheel of Creation, the Great Law of Creation emerges. Every trace and every strand is the fruit of Qingluo's hard work. It blooms one after another on the long river of destiny, and then withers on the long river and is buried in the long river.

On the map of creation, thousands of rays of light shine out, and the map of creation becomes a huge bridge to the sky, with one end connected to Qingluo and the other end over the long river!

The brilliance of creation shines on the long river of destiny. The long river is endless, and the brilliance of the avenue also shines on it. The light is endless and the emptiness is endless.

The Tao of creation is gradually sinking into the long river, sinking to the bottom of the long river, spreading everywhere in the mud, looking for the Tao that has been left behind by all living beings, by the common people, and by heaven and earth.

Above the sky, Qingluo's destiny star shines brightly. From a star, it turns into a sun, just like the sun shining on the long river. The light of creation is endless, and the soul of the avenue is endless.

At this moment, in the wilderness, above the city that never sleeps, a golden sun appears. The golden sun of creation shines brightly and brightly, covering up the light of the sun and stars. It covers thousands of miles of sky. The vastness of the wilderness is filled with the light of creation.
Chapter completed!