The green tower hangs in the air, swaying with green light, and trembling with its own sound, as if it is twisting the void, which is very strange.
The vast aura covered the entire sea area in an instant, and then, the ancient tower and the man in black disappeared from the same place, and were in a world that should not have appeared.
There is a boat rowing straight through the turbulent waves, constantly making the sound of gentle water flow. A sunset stretches the shadow of the man in black robe and ripples with it. There are flowers falling in this river.
The petals were instantly submerged by the running water.
The figure of the man in black robe seemed to be blended into the river, and only his shadow could be seen. Under the fiery red light, the shadow became longer and longer, gradually sinking in the water. It was as if the world could not tolerate his existence.
to be submerged.
He had no expression on his face, nor was he even remotely moved when faced with the beautiful melody of the sound of the water, or the warm spring flowers that he would see after riding the wind and waves. It was as if the happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy of the rest of his life had nothing to do with him, and his eyes had nothing to do with it.
brilliance.
In this world, the sun was setting in the west, and the sunset was about to be extinguished in the sea. Suddenly there was a slight tremor. A strong wind swept the blue clouds across the sea.
This gust of wind was like a gentle wave rising slowly, stirring up chaos on the sea surface, and like countless arrows falling into the clear water, floating and sinking, tearing the sea surface into countless strands.
As a result, the boat had no way to go. After traveling for a few nautical miles, it came to the end, the edge of the cliff. The man in black robe stepped on a wave of waves and came to the cliff.
He opened his eyes and calmly watched the breeze falling from the curtain, watching arrows falling one after another and blooming flowers.
"Chu Musheng."
Suddenly, a ray of light appeared on the two separate coast lines. At this moment, the man in black robe suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. A ray of green light appeared in a pair of empty eyes.
It was a green pagoda. The difference from the original one was that this green pagoda was now a hundred feet high. A door opened and a figure walked out.
This figure was dressed in gray cloth, with a long snow-white beard falling down to his chest. This was an extremely unkempt old man, with no trace of flesh and blood on his body, and his entire frame was wrapped in leather. He looked more like the ghosts in the Netherworld Army.
Ghost.
This is Cang Ancestor of the Cangwu Dao League, an extremely decadent figure. Even those ancient beings do not have such a strong smell of decay.
In this world, just when the old man exhaled, all the colors in the world turned gray, like sewage overflowing and filling a river and stream. There was a constant flow of dirty ash from the old man's mouth and nose.
Sprayed out, the scene looks a bit weird at this moment.
It was as if this old man was a real ghost from the underworld, with black and dirty blood constantly flowing out of his turbid eyes.
No one in the Vast Dao Alliance would know that Cang Ancestor, who has been resisting several powerful powers in the Netherworld alone for thousands of years, would look so terrifying.
He is like a walking corpse, unable to see the light of day all year round. As soon as he touches the light, his flesh and blood will begin to rot.
In this turbidity, Cangzu's eyes kept falling on the black shadow opposite. But he knew that no matter how he looked, there would be no response from that person's eyes.
But the old man still wanted to take another look, even though the situation might become extremely dangerous at the next moment. He would have to attack the opponent with all his strength and use his most powerful means to suppress the opponent, and even his own life would be in danger.
The old man sighed, and the wind suddenly became louder.
He was looking at the man in black robe, and he was also looking at himself. Only a few people in this world know how dangerous and desperate that road is. But it still cannot stop the real top people in the world from wanting to take that road.
.
Can't step into that path? Can't get out of that road? Even if the world opens up, what if it becomes destiny? You still can't become the real pinnacle in the world, you need to share the romance with other taboos.
For Chu Musheng, how could his ambition stop like this? At the same time, his self-confidence is unparalleled, and this road will eventually be crossed by him.
It's a pity that since ancient times, those strong men who have stepped out with open toes have taken their pride as if they were confident and eventually fell down on the road.
Chu Musheng was like this, the Lord of the Netherworld was like this, the Xingyue that appeared a few days ago was like this, and he... Cang Ancestor was like this too.
"I'm paying respect to the past, and I'm also looking at the future." The old man murmured, and black blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, and was being sucked in by the dry and wrinkled skin. This world is so filthy that it seems that it will never leave him.
.
The skin on the old man's body is darker, and yellow pus may appear at any time. This is probably the reason why he has been hiding in the Qingta and never shows up.
"Back then, I was so stubborn and arrogant when I pursued the source of the Tao. I fought through thousands of dangers and overcame all difficulties on this road. In the end, the source of the Tao entered my body, hoping to achieve the source of emptiness. However, I was defeated by the source of emptiness in the end. In the end, I became a god.
Living dead, if I leave this tower for too long, I will become almost like you in a short time." Cang Zu sighed.
Even Ancestor Daotian and Ancestor Wolong didn't know how powerful Cang Ancestor was, and he was once qualified to ask Lu Yuankong.
This level of strength is one of the best in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
"It's a pity that your journey finally collapsed. The legend I once heard was retrieved from the empty prison by the Lord of the Netherworld and turned into a humanoid weapon that only knew how to obey orders." Cangzu took a deep breath and said loudly
He said: "You and I once lived freely and freely in the world, enjoying the glory, how could we end up like this after death? Today, I will give Brother Taoist a ride."
Cang Ancestor took another step toward the outside of the tower. In just one step, his whole figure seemed to change into another person. A more majestic aura instantly surged out of his body, turning into peerless aura and blasting towards the black robe.
man.
At this moment, the man in black robe finally moved. There was a dazzling green light in his body, unparalleled in the world, and turned into a peerless magic weapon, invincible and capable of killing everything in the world.
The two figures took action at the same time, without any testing or consideration. They directly wanted to kill each other and suppressed each other as quickly as possible.
The man in black robe stretched his hand forward to suppress it. Under his palm, it was like a sacred monument in the sky. Countless divine patterns appeared. His palm covered the sky and the earth, trying to refine the world. In an instant, blazing fireworks started everywhere.
The moment this palm hit Cang Ancestor, an inexplicable aura circulated on his body. Before the palm approached, it was like a tsunami, and the momentum became even stronger, and a terrifying fist light hit him.
The whole world is in a commotion, as if it has experienced one reorganization after another, and the outside world even has the same feeling. These are two amazing breaths, like two taboos resurrected, looking down at the world.