This is a mountain and flowing water, painted real with one finger. Where you hold it, the sky is full of dark light.
In this vast world of mortals, the million-mile-long Yangtze River surges from low places and surges down from high places. The transformation is no longer an evil thought, but a turbulent and majestic force.
This aura is so powerful that it makes people shocked. It is so powerful that it makes people feel terrified.
Even Wenzhen Dao Zun and Yan Zun, who were in the realm of destruction, took a breath at this moment.
"Such a powerful aura...never seen before. Who is this person? Why have I never heard of this person?"
They entered the mortal world and felt the dissipation of their power. Although the speed of this power dissipated was very slow, so slow that it could be ignored. But it was less than a breath, if it were on this day, a month, or even a year. The dissipated power
, and how many will there be?
If so, use this realm to suppress a strong person for millions of years. Even a powerful person in the realm of annihilation can wipe him out of existence.
It's just a pity that this world of mortals is far from being able to suppress the second step of great power, let alone the realm of annihilation. It can't last for millions of years, otherwise, this world of mortals will be extremely terrifying. Becoming a powerful person
The fearful supernatural power.
This can only be used to temporarily trouble the opponent and suppress his cultivation.
They are amazed by this world of mortals, but it is not impossible to break. To them, it is just like a thin curtain, which can be broken with just a touch.
What shocked these three people was that this person sketched the yin and yang with one finger, and his wonderful strokes were like thousands of mountains. One world replaced the original one, and one yin and yang replaced another world.
In their eyes, there is only the big picture of Yin and Yang.
With the coming of yin and yang, life and death, the thousands of colors of these mountains have not faded at all, they are still moving and swaying with the natural wind of heaven and earth.
It was not completely swallowed up by this light and darkness. It was just like a piece of paper, lightly printed.
Amidst the constant falling pressure of the yin and yang of life and death, another world appears in the picture.
This is printing and dyeing, a rubbing of this world.
Truth and illusion are both present in this picture.
At this moment, everyone stopped escaping. They suddenly stood still, turned around and looked up.
As a result, they saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.
The flowing water in the cup of water in the Gou Shui painting, where is this world?
"It's so terrifying... Who is the powerful person in the realm of destruction who has come? This aura is actually more powerful than me, Supreme Master Xu Jiawen!"
A young man with disheveled hair looked very embarrassed.
He had just escaped from a chaotic vortex and left for the distance. Looking at the red curtain of mountains and rivers a million miles away, he took another deep breath and spoke with emotion.
"Not to mention Supreme Wen Zhen, even Ancestor Yan Zun is a little inferior in front of this aura."
A long rainbow came not far away. A man in red stopped behind the young man and spoke solemnly.
This million-mile yin and yang map of life and death covers the sky when it appears, but it is different from the previous battles. It does not have the potential to destroy the sky and the earth, but only makes the collapsed world begin to stabilize.
A yin and yang diagram governs the ten directions of heaven and earth. It supports this ever-collapsing mirror of the sea.
"Shan Fei, the appearance of this person may hinder the plans of our ancestors. Are you afraid that they want to come here to compete for this supreme creation? I don't know if your ancestors of the Xu family and my ancestor Yan Zun can stop him."
A figure was clearly reflected in the eyes of the man in red.
It was filled with billowing red mist and a body with two-color fireworks.
The two-color fireworks shot up millions of feet into the sky and the earth. They made that small body appear unusually tall in people's eyes, like a god or demon.
The young man named Xu Shanfei did not speak. Instead, he kept looking up at the figure.
The pupils in his eyes shrank again and again. His heart was beating fast.
“That’s it!!!”
"Shan Fei!" The man in red saw that the people around him did not speak, but were talking to themselves, and quickly turned around to look.
I saw the people around me, their whole bodies trembling. Their eyes were filled with passion.
"Shan Fei?" The man in red frowned again and called.
"Cousin... I probably know who that powerful man is." Xu Shanfei was awakened by these words, took a sharp breath, and said.
Even though he took several deep breaths, he still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
The man in red frowned and asked, "Do you know this strong man?"
Xu Shanfei nodded and said: "Although his true appearance cannot be seen among the two colors of fireworks, I will never forget his aura."
He took a deep breath again, and the fire in his eyes became deeper and deeper.
"Cousin, do you still remember that I told you about someone when I entered the sea mirror?"
The man in red thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I think I mentioned it before. You said that your mastery of swordsmanship was due to meeting a senior."
"Could it be that..." The man in red paused for a moment after saying this, and with an unbelievable look on his face, he spoke again: "You mean... this strong man... is that person?
"
Xu Shanfei nodded and was about to speak. Suddenly, the world in the distance began to shake violently.
A small world suddenly rose into the sky, and another one rose up one after another.
Boom boom boom!
The sound of eight double-folded roars was loud and majestic, and the Yin-Yang Zhendao Master looked up at the thousands of Yin-Yang diagrams with fear on his face.
"How is it possible... This person is obviously just Yangzhao. How could he turn around and exert such terrifying power!"
Under such power, Taoist Wen Zhen actually felt a life and death crisis.
If all these thousands of yin and yang diagrams of life and death were missing, would he have a chance to survive?
Obviously it can't.
He didn't know that this was not Chu Cheng's power.
Instead, he has taken away the power of being extremely stingy about life and death. In this world of mortals, the imaginary confronts the imaginary, and the reality is drawn in the imaginary. It is just right.
It is precisely because he is in the world of mortals that Chu Cheng can gain the power of extreme stinginess.
After Ji Ji was defeated by Wen Zhen Dao Zun Shen and collapsed, he fell into fusion turbidity, and his strength was rising towards the sky realm.
It can be said that Chu Cheng's yin and yang of life and death, although it has not reached emptiness, has far surpassed annihilation. If it were to severely injure Wenzhen Dao Zun and others, there would be no difficulty.
But he didn't. After all, the power he took away was only half of Ji Ji's. If Ji Ji was suppressed at this moment, then once Ji Ji's body was combined, the life and death would be taken away.
At that time, there will be no chance, and the suppression will be extremely stingy. On the contrary, it will only lead to anger.
"Yan Zun! Don't be distracted. Please continue to set up the great ban on the afterlife. I will not care about your plans because it is of no use to me. The fate of creation is for those who meet it first! I am here,
The main purpose is to erase the misfortune of being stingy." Seeing that the figure in the pillar of nine-color fireworks reaching the sky did not make any movement, Chu Cheng frowned and spoke loudly.
Yan Zun's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard the words. Then he nodded, feeling greatly relieved in his heart.
"So it's him..." Yan Zun murmured in his heart, pointed his finger between his eyebrows, drew out a little blood essence again, and drew Buddhist inscriptions on the monument.
Yan Zun has felt the breath of destiny twice, but he does not think it is a taboo.
The strength this person showed today is eye-opening.
Even if this is not a taboo, it is beyond the realm of annihilation.
"In just a few years, he has become so powerful. This must be the person Guanyuanyu once wanted to protect. This person... Mo Chenxiu!"
With the influx of Buddhist inscriptions, another soul-soothing monument is about to take shape.
"This person...could it be that the taboo in the past still exists today." Yan Zun was still speculating on the origin of this person.
"Yes, it is recorded. The battle between the heavens back then was extremely terrifying, and all thirty-six Taboos died. Even if they survived by chance, their strength was greatly reduced."
"Among the thirty-six taboos...the only one who cannot be said comes from Mo Chen. And she is a woman. No..." Yan Zun suddenly thought of something and let out a soft cry.
"The thirty-six taboos are all destiny. But there is one person who is destiny, but is a taboo... This person... is the Immortal King of Donghua!"
"The Immortal King of Donghua was also born in Mochen. This can be explained. Why did he say that he wanted to take back the forbidden copy of Taoist Lingbao? Because... it was not a copy. It was the real fragment of the forbidden weapon.
...is the indescribable sword of destiny.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword!"
"According to the legend, the Immortal King Donghua once followed that one unspeakable person. But because he wanted to realize his destiny, he did not hesitate to abandon that one person and follow the emperor. But despite this, the old master-servant relationship still existed in him.
In my heart."
"His strength didn't recover much back then, so he just borrowed rumors from others. Before his strength could recover, Guanyuanyu secretly guarded him. After all, they come from the same family."
While Yan Zun was thinking, the sky had been shaken violently and then stood still for an instant.
There is absolutely no sound. Only the thousands of yin and yang of life and death are slowly falling along with the main picture.
Like leaves falling, they are covered layer by layer, making the black and white light even more dazzling.
As the Yin and Yang diagram of life and death approached the earth, behind the river that had not yet entered the sky, the thousands of Yin and Yang of life and death began to rotate rapidly.
The turn of life and death can no longer be seen clearly.
Suddenly, more than half a million miles of river water disappeared without a trace, not drying up, but as if it had been absorbed by these yin and yang diagrams.
Sounds roared, sounds roared, rising among the thousands of yin and yang.
At this moment, there is only light in the world of mortals. It is no longer possible to see the figures in this direction.
Clear arcs spread out in the yin and yang diagram, emitting an unimaginable red light.
The extremely awe-inspiring will of death flashes continuously in the picture of life and death. There is also an extremely holy power of vitality surging and moving.
This moment is a battle of life and death. It is a consumption of life and death.
But regardless of life and death, or death and retreat, all that is consumed is Ji Ji's life and death. Even if Ji Ji gathers vitality again, Ji Ji's strength will be reduced by half. He will no longer have the power of the sky realm.
At that time, Yan Zun and others can work together to resist.
After a breath, when the thirty-fifth soul-suppressing tablet suddenly rose, the thousands of yin and yang diagrams of life and death suddenly exploded.
Between the layers of shattering, an unimaginable storm force formed.
Several figures were instantly shaken thousands of miles away in the storm.
In the wind, the two-color fireworks on Chu Cheng's body swayed sharply, like a pen and ink scribbling on a white paper. In the black land, the world collapsed as quickly as possible, and then instantly recovered in the white light.
Under the power of the storm, he was coughing blood from his mouth, and his bones were cracking violently, like a mountain falling apart. However, he was still suppressed by the sound of the storm.
"There's still one breath left! Fellow Taoist Lingbao. How long will it take if we don't use the Seal of Impermanent Reincarnation at this time?"
After all the thousands of yin and yang diagrams of life and death collapsed, a huge whirlpool instantly spun up. There was another roaring sound inside, like thunder.
Black and white kept intertwining in this vortex. Finally, a body of nearly 50 million feet solidified again.
A huge arm, filled with endless anger, pressed against everyone, instantly breaking through the rolling world of mortals. Chaos reappeared everywhere in the world.
Taoist Master Lingbao was already filled with fear, so how could he hear this shout?
"Hand over the fragments and I will spare your life."
At this moment, a figure fell into the ears of Taoist Master Lingbao from a distance.
The sound was a little unclear amidst the roar of the wind, but it was like thunder in the ears of Taoist Master Lingbao.
Faced with life and death, Taoist Master Lingbao quickly picked up the sword in his waist and threw it out without even thinking about it.
At this moment, the broken sword in Taichu space suddenly trembled in the clouds.
Then it disappeared without a trace.
When it appeared, the sword light covered the sky and covered the chaos.
The sword flew down and was instantly absorbed by the remaining sword.
Then, an extremely dazzling sword light flashed out from the sky and the earth.
The sword light swallowed up the darkness, and the sword machine penetrated the nine heavens. An extremely shocking sword energy, enough to shock the entire nine heavens and ten earths, rushed from the void to all directions, staining millions of light years.
All chaotic whirlpools, all chaotic air currents were wiped out under this sword, and it was clear again. It did not set off a storm, but seemed to bring life.
Before that palm came close, every inch of it was shattered by this sword.
Among these fragments, the bright moon rises.
There are countless bright moons, some big and some small. They are as big as stars and as small as dust. But they are all bright moons.
The bright moon clings to it, erasing this obsession with life and death.
There were sad songs, and countless human faces emerged from the fragments, showing ferocious unwillingness.
The extreme stinginess was gone, wiped away by the countless bright moons. All that was left was a sea of pitiful dead souls.
After the sword was slashed, Chu Cheng saw that the remaining sword grew an inch longer. Then it disappeared in a flash, returning to the Taichu space and disappearing among the clouds.
Suddenly, an empty door appeared behind Chu Cheng. Another voice came in.
"Very good, that sword... is indeed exquisite. It can actually make Ji Jing's physical appearance device collapse, making it difficult to recover. Before the Canghai Mirror collapses, leave as soon as possible."
Chu Cheng nodded, glanced at the group of light hidden deep in the sea of dead souls, stepped back, and disappeared in this world in an instant.
When Chu Cheng left, the empty gate also dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, the Buddha's light rose from heaven and earth. The thirty-six soul-suppressing monuments finally lit up, suppressing the tide of dead souls in thirty-six directions.
Tens of thousands of Buddhas are coming to the west, suppressing all directions. The sound of Buddhist sutras is heard one after another, and the ripples of light circles are moving, saving these countless dead souls to the next life.
"Thank you!"
Yan Zun did not look at the sea of undead that was constantly clearing away into smoke. He turned around and looked into the void in the distance, cupping his fists and bowing.
Today, had it not been for the sudden arrival of this powerful man, not to mention this transcendent creation, they would have died in the hands of extremely stingy people.
This was a miscalculation, but luck came.
When Chu Cheng returned to the road and bridge, he attracted countless shouts. But under his glance, everyone immediately silenced for fear that the noise would make this taboo displeased."
"master......"
When Qingmu and the other four servants saw Chu Cheng's arrival, they quickly released their embrace and wiped the tears from their eyes.
"...."
Seeing the arrival of Zhen Buer and Yao Shuang, Chu Cheng nodded. Although he was wondering why their relationship had become so good, he cried with joy at meeting again, but did not ask any questions.
Instead, he looked at Feng Jingjie.
The beautiful woman in white clothes looked at him with a half-smile, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"
Chu Cheng shook his head, took out a piece of ammunition and swallowed it. The pale face hidden in the fireworks returned to a trace of ruddy color.
"The majesty is quite majestic, but it's too forced. You don't know, that one finger stroke instantly consumed all my profound energy. If I had to do it again, I would definitely not go there again."
"At least, you have eliminated the scourge of extreme stinginess. If it were allowed to enter the world, there would be countless casualties. You have done a good thing." The smile on Feng Jingjie's face became even thicker.
"If I do something good that can make you happy, even if it is hundreds of thousands, I will do it." Seeing the smile blooming like a flower, Chu Cheng also became happy and said.
Feng Jingjie chuckled softly and said: "Wherever you are, you do what you do. You don't need to do those trivial things. But you have to remember that if all living beings are in trouble, we and other high-ranking people should bear the brunt of it."
"Junior, please keep this in mind!" After hearing this, Chu Cheng withdrew his smile and said extremely seriously.
"Okay, your sword just now erased the chaos and chaos and made the space stable. It won't take long before we can go out. You can heal your wounds."
Chu Cheng nodded and closed his eyes.
He was seriously injured and needed to be healed quickly. After that, there was one extremely important thing for him that he needed to do.
That is a promise. A promise to Senior Xue Yao.
.......
Outside the Canghai Mirror, the dust was scattered, and most of it was eliminated by that sword.
In the void, five figures stood.
These five figures floated in the deep starry sky, looking at the dilapidated and crumbling ancient fairy court.
These five people were wearing robes of different colors. But one thing was the same. They all wore half-hook masks on their faces.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye?"
A man in purple withdrew his gaze from the ruined ancient fairy court and looked at the figure standing in the middle.
The man shook his head and said softly: "Seeing or not seeing him is the same after all. When I know the truth, I will definitely leave him. Even if I see him, I can't change it."
The man in purple smiled again and said: "You know in your heart that this is the best. Let's go, Daozu wants to see you. He also wants to know something."
The leader nodded and walked step by step towards the depths of the starry sky.
As they continued to move forward, they were getting further and further away from the Ancient Immortal Courtyard. At this moment, the leader suddenly paused and turned his head to look behind.
"What? Changed your mind? If you want to see him, then we will definitely not stop you. After all, Daozu said that you should be our leader."
A man in orange robe suddenly spoke.
The leader shook his head and said: "No, I just felt an extremely powerful aura. This aura seemed to be there but not there, it was there but it was empty."
After saying this, the other four people frowned and turned their heads to look.
At this glance, the pupils of the four people's eyes suddenly shrank, but they soon returned to their original state.
With their consciousness, they saw a middle-aged scribe tens of thousands of light-years away who was also watching here.
What they saw was extremely blurry. But it was not the reason for the extreme distance. It was the reason that appeared in that person.
That person stood there, but it seemed as if he was not standing there. That person existed in the world, but seemed not to exist in the world.
This is a very strange feeling, something that is completely different from what others have seen.
"Kong... this is the sky realm! How could there be such a supreme power in the sky of blue clouds? If it were in the taboo era... it could be called the Immortal King..." The man in purple frowned and said:
"Get out of here quickly. It's better not to offend such powerful people. This person seems to have no intention of taking action against us."
Everyone withdrew their gaze and continued walking forward.
The leader suddenly sighed and whispered to himself.
"I'm always grateful to you."
"Let me tell you, although I was still alive in the past, my heart was dead. Because I was just a remnant spirit and no longer had a heart. I only lived for revenge. If it weren't for the remaining obsession, I already felt that I did not exist.
The meaning of this world.”
"Your appearance changed me."
"I was saved by you, which made me feel the meaning of life again. Because of you, I also met the heart that belongs to me again."
"Destiny allowed me to meet you. This is not an accident, but a necessity. This is the weight of the tie. Because I exist for you."
"I can no longer say these words to you. I can only hide them in my heart. If we meet again someday, I don't know how to face you."
"Between the future and you, I choose the future. Because only this road will have your future."
"In order to have a future with you, I will use all means to get everything I need. For this purpose, I don't know how much time and energy it will take."
"So before that, you must become stronger and become a person who is truly superior to all living beings."
"Wait for me...wait for me. I will eventually catch up with you and repay you. I will come back to you no matter what."
"From now on, I will bear all the despair and everything you have to bear alone."