"Zhou Dao, you lunatic... are you using your own life to trick me?"

Wang Dongxuan's angry voice echoed under the sky, and his red eyes were filled with fear of God.

The power of condensing the dharma seal and bringing disaster from heaven is a powerful force of nature that will not be forgiven by gods or immortals.

Once you are involved in it, you will be regarded as a heretic by God, trying to subvert life, break out of the prison in this pond of mortals, and become a thief.

Such an alien should be punished.

Rumor has it that the first calamity of this Tao realm is known as three disasters and nine misfortunes, five declines of heaven and man, three souls lost, seven souls all perished, three reincarnations, and the destruction of everything.

For any loser, the trajectory, cause and effect of its existence, and even the past and future will all be reduced to nothingness.

"Zhou Dao, are you crazy? God has sent a disaster, and you can't survive it. You dare to play the trick of dying together..."

Ye Miaoxian let out an angry roar.

The master of the Chiling Palace has already felt the danger of life and death. The breath of God is vast and nameless, and she has also been locked.

"You mean I should tie my hands and muff my feet and wait for you to kill me?"

Zhou Dao sneered, looking like a bachelor.

"Weren't you all crazy just now? Didn't you still want to cut me into pieces?"

Zhou Dao's voice was as cold as frost, echoing under the sky.

"Damn it, if you want to kill me, then don't live."

Zhou Dao, however, seems to be barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. When disaster comes, no matter what monsters or monsters he has, no one can escape.

Rumble...

There were bursts of dull sounds in the sky, and the originally dark sky seemed to have disappeared.

Everyone looked up, only to feel that there was a blur above their heads, like a vast universe in the sky, and there was an eye looking indifferently at the world.

The next moment, wisps of purple air appeared, like worms, penetrating all over the world and wreaking havoc in the world.

"My Gangqi..." Wang Dongxuan looked at himself in horror.

The energy in his body was really disappearing at the speed of the naked eye.

That was where his cultivation level lay. He had to go through countless life and death catastrophes before refining his blood energy, turning it into true Qi, and finally transformed it into Gang Qi, and stepped into the desperate situation of Longmen.

Just as he was contaminated by the purple air current, the strength he had spent half his life practicing seemed to have evaporated out of thin air and was leaving him.

Bang……

At almost the same moment, the spiritual talisman refined by Qiu Zu suffered unprecedented heavy damage, and cracks appeared one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the golden talisman shattered violently and turned into confetti and flew away.

Wang Dongxuan's face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the shadow of the True Dragon-Binding God collapsed again.

This time, the Dragon-Binding True God even let out a shrill scream, and even the power of the incense that drove him was turned into ashes.

Without the blessing of the True God of Dragon Binding, the energy in his body was flowing away crazily, and Wang Dongxuan was weakened to the extreme.

Since his cultivation, he has never felt so weak.

All this is because of Zhou Dao, that man who is like a madman.

"Zhou..." Wang Dongxuan looked grim and was about to curse.

The wind roared in his ears, and a big ear scraper slapped him directly, and with a snap, his head was whipped out.

"road……"

Bang……

As the last word fell, Wang Dongxuan's head exploded violently with eyes wide open, like a watermelon falling to the ground, and the scarlet eyes filled the river.

The supreme master of Longhu Mountain and the supreme leader of the Lords Association died like this. He didn't even have time to vent his last curse before he died.

"Wang Dongxuan... That's Wang Dongxuan from Longhu Mountain... He was actually slapped to death by King Yuan?"

In the distance, a group of experts saw the scene just now, and their faces turned pale with fear.

The wrath of heaven, the great calamity of heaven and man.

No one is immune. It stands to reason that Zhou Dao's calamity is greater, but why can he still show off his cruelty and murder Wang Dongxuan in the calamity?

"Condensing the Dharma Seal is no small matter. This is just the first level of calamity, called the Dharma Destruction Calamity. Once it comes, all Dharma will be destroyed and magical powers will be lost, just like a mortal."

Some people whispered that they seemed to have experienced such a disaster.

This is the biggest hurdle for those who practice Taoism. The cultivation level will be reversed, the Taoism will be destroyed, and the invincible and powerful man will become an ordinary person.

Not only the decay in strength, but also the impact on the soul is even greater. Many people cannot bear it and their souls are completely destroyed.

The so-called death of the heart is like the extinguishing of a lamp, it can come and go without control. In the ancient Taoist books, this is the biggest inner demon, and the magical power cannot be defeated by the enemy's heart.

If your cultivation level retreats, you can still practice it again, but if your mind retreats, you will never recover.

From this we can see the horror of this catastrophe.

Just now, Wang Dongxuan failed to pass his level, his soul was shattered, and coupled with Zhou Dao's slap, he went to see their ancestor of Longhu Mountain.

"Oh my god...this man is really invincible...just one slap..."

At this moment, Xiao Changsheng was huddled in a corner like a quail, trembling with fear. The thoughtfulness in his eyes revealed infinite terror, making his breathing become heavy.

"Zhou Dao, I don't believe that you will be safe and sound in this catastrophe..."

At this moment, Ye Miaoxian came to kill her. She was a real powerhouse in the magic realm. She had gathered magic seals and survived the disaster, and she was least affected. At the same time, her heart was also tempered in many ways and could not be shaken.

"After all, it is the Lord of the Imperial Palace who is so arrogant at this time..."

Zhou Dao sneered and jumped towards Ye Miaoxian.

"court death!"

Ye Miaoxian gave a soft drink, and the clear energy on his fingertips flickered, like the light of a sword, and he slashed towards Zhou Dao.

Pfft...

Zhou Dao's physical body vibrated like a bag, resisting all the sword light that came across.

He groaned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Your magic power is exhausted, and the magic-destroying calamity is indeed the strongest for you..." Ye Miaoxian looked cold, but there was deep fear in his eyes.

King Yuan, who had no magic power, actually blocked her Jiuqing Sword Light with his body alone.

Today's Zhou Dao is no longer like the brat she used to be able to knead at will. He has become so powerful that he can threaten her life and death.

"Ye Miaoxian, it's too late for you to think about eradicating the root cause now."

While Ye Miaoxian was distracted, Zhou Dao had already touched her side.

"Heaven and earth borrow the Dharma and seal it on the Tao!"

Zhou Dao shouted loudly, and his breath became natural, like a sharp sword rising into the sky, communicating with the sky in the unknown, comprehending the great road in the silence, and condensing the seal in the catastrophe.

Rumble...

Suddenly, the sky seemed to split open and turned into a strange trace.

Almost at the same moment, a violent sound suddenly sounded, alarming the Liyang Mountains thousands of miles away, and even reaching the capital.

It was as if a hole had opened up at the end of the sky, and earth, wind, water, and fire emerged, pressing down on the human world like a great funeral for gods.

"Prince Yuan...Prince Yuan is condensing the seals..."

"That little brat has grown to this point?"

"King Yuan, he is about to condense the seal at this time, and is he going to die?"

One after another spiritual thoughts soared into the sky from the capital, inside the palace, deep in the black prison, in front of Xuantian Temple, in the Imperial Palace, and the Demon Control Division... All forces felt the fluctuations between heaven and earth.

That is the oldest anger.

That is the most primitive kind of destruction.

It was a kind of annihilation with the combined force of heaven and earth.

"Zhou Dao... this man has grown to such a height? At the Yuan King Dharma Conference, he was still in the realm of refining..."

Inside Xuantian Temple, a lonely figure slowly walked out.

Wang Fanchen, this proud man of heaven who once made a name for himself in the capital, is the youngest and most promising Taoist priest in Xuantian Temple.

At the Yuan Wang Dharma Assembly, he also screamed and competed with Prince Xu's son Ji Yingshi, Prince Wu's heir Wucangshan, and Ye Kong, the strongest descendant of Chiling Palace, for the position of King Yuan.

Of course, the most dazzling among them is naturally the last king of Yuan Dynasty, Zhou Dao.

That year, these young people were sharp and talented, and they were all just little guys in the refining realm.

Later, because Wang Fanchen and Ji Yingshi were involved in the Great Qin Dragon Qi incident, they were punished to face the wall and think about their mistakes, and were banned from leaving for ten years.

How long has it taken for this to happen? The competitor back then has now become famous throughout the world and has become a veritable King Yuan. He has even begun to enter the realm that monks only dream of.

"Zhou Dao... no wonder you were so dazzling back then... your destiny is indeed very mysterious."
To be continued...