Pluto's screams echoed in the heaven and earth, and the earth seemed to tremble and fear because of this. The cyan figure appeared, shocking the nine heavens and ten places, and everyone in the universe had to pay homage. Countless intelligent creatures worshiped the cyan figure, which seemed so...
Human status is superior to all living beings.
When Pluto called out Wu Ming and Wu Ming resentfully, all the holy places and unknown places in the world were silent and stared in awe.
The cyan figure stood in the void, blurry and unclear. It was just a confused light of chaos, like the most primitive energy from the beginning of the universe, which could be transformed into the sun, moon and stars.
The black shadow that assassinated the old man in the Sky Tomb teleported and disappeared immediately, but the cyan figure was faster than him, blocking the way, with his fist pointing upward, activating the energy of the universe and stars, making the heaven tremble.
Boom!
With a loud noise, cosmic energy descended from the starry sky and impacted downwards. Cracks seemed to appear in the sky tomb. At this time, the impossible became possible. The seemingly extremely hard sky tomb actually fell under this person's fist.
Next, I lost my previous pride.
Invincible in the nine heavens and ten earths, respected by the stars in the universe!
This is the strength of this person. He has been promoted to a level that has never been seen before. He punched through the void and hit hard. The black shadow groaned, danced the Xuanyuan Sword, and drew a Tai Chi Yin and Yang, trying to resist.
, but the energy of the fist is far beyond imagination.
Bang bang bang!
It transforms into a dragon when it encounters a storm! One punch is spread out, which is nine hundred and ninety-nine punches. Each punch can blow up a master at the peak level of a saint, and each punch can destroy a holy place.
The Xuanyuan Sword whined, unable to withstand the fist, it actually bent and seemed to be broken. However, it was the first of the ten divine weapons and had special energy. The flowers, birds, fish, insects, sun, moon and stars on the sword suddenly came to life.
It rises up to form a picture of the universe.
Creation of Chaos!
The black shadow roared angrily, and the Xuanyuan Sword shone brightly, and finally condensed into a point, and collided with the fist. With a click, the Xuanyuan Sword broke into two pieces.
Poof!
The black shadow vomited blood, stepped back a few hundred steps in the void before steadying his body, stared at the cyan figure, and said bitterly: "Wu Ming, you are not dead..."
The cyan figure did not speak, but looked into the sky, looking at the Heavenly Court, thoughtfully. Suddenly, the figure flashed, and appeared in front of the Heavenly Court. The hundred-foot-high Heavenly Court in front of it, without any fear, grabbed it towards the Heavenly Court.
The Heavenly Court was challenged and let out an angry roar. Unfortunately, it was unable to resist under the grasp of the cyan figure, so the entire Heavenly Court showed signs of self-destruction.
This fluctuation alarmed everyone, and they all felt that the power of heaven's self-destruction might destroy the entire city of Xijing and cease to exist.
The old man of Tian Tomb looked pale, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He was about to use self-mutilation to forcibly improve his abilities, but the cyan figure stood domineeringly across the sky, and no matter how hard Tian Ting struggled, he could not self-destruct.
A little golden light flashed, appeared from the center of the cyan figure's eyebrows, and then turned into five-element golden needles, nine in total, surrounding the heaven, and then something even more weird and shocking happened.
The nine golden needles, representing the ultimate, surrounded and imprisoned the heaven. Following the nine golden needles, they let out a devouring breath, and a black hole appeared above the head of the heaven, swallowing up the energy of the heaven.
Click, click, click!
The heaven was destroyed and disappeared. The world returned to peace and silence. The cold sky over Xijing City immediately dispersed and returned to its original state.
The sky was clear, and the scorching sun rose into the sky, shrouding the earth in warmth. And most importantly, the cyan figure stood in the void, and the figure slowly dissipated.
Deep in the tomb, Mrs. Zi vomited blood and fell in a pool of blood. The female killer hugged her and looked at the sky in shock. She had seen everything just now.
The cyan figure is not a real person, but an energy contained in Madam Zi's body. It is the Five Elements Golden Needle seed left by Wu Ming. It is not the resurrection of a real person, but even the seed emits energy. No one under the starry sky is him.
The opponent, with a single figure, knocked Pluto into the eighteenth floor of the heavenly tomb, seriously injured the leader, and destroyed the heaven with one hand.
This kind of strength can no longer be described as great. Its energy index is the most tyrannical person the female killer has ever encountered. A golden light went deep into the depths of the tomb and sank into Madam Zi's eyebrows.
The golden needle seeds swallowed up the energy of heaven and slowly merged with Madam Zi. Once successful, Madam Zi will be a brand new Madam Zi, and her cultivation will undergo a qualitative change.
When Madam Zi was facing destruction in Xijing City, she finally felt compassion and used the strongest attack Wu Ming had left for her, falling into a deep sleep.
In the sky tomb, she may never wake up, because this attack consumes all the source, the source is exhausted, and the law dissipates.
She may also undergo changes that would shock the world. Everything needs time to be tested. But everything is unknown, and we don't know what will happen to her body in the future.
Above the celestial tomb.
The leading brother turned around and left. The Xuanyuan Sword was broken into two pieces, and his real sword was broken. He suffered serious internal injuries, so he turned around and left.
No one can stop him. The footwork he performs seems to run parallel with time, and there is no trace in an instant. Unless the cyan figure appears again, no one in the world can stop him.
The old man from Tian Tomb did not stop him, because the wound on his chest slowly expanded, and under Tian Ting's attack, the origin was injured and he was not far from death.
The old man from the Tian Tomb glanced in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and then closed his eyes. When he looked to the east, the drunkard looked at him and nodded.
The drunkard was carrying a pot of wine, and Tenglong, who was in the sub-sage realm, was trembling and dormant on the ground. The energy fluctuation just now made it feel extremely frightened and fearful.
The drunkard sighed: "I just haven't seen you. I wonder where you are?"
When the old man of Tian Tomb looked to the west, on the wasteland, the monk whose footsteps could shake the earth finally stopped, nodded, and then continued to move forward.
"All dharmas in the world are like dreams and bubbles, like fog or lightning, and should be viewed as such. Amitabha." The monk smiled and his steps became heavier.
When the old man from the Tian Tomb looked to the north, the butcher was carrying a huge hatchet and was cutting down trees. At this time, he sensed his gaze, turned back, smiled, then shook his head and continued to chop down trees. This was his job, before, and now.
Yes, and it will be the same in the future, but if you look carefully, you will find that what he is cutting down is not trees, but time.
Time passes, but under the pressure of the machete, it is cut off bit by bit. In the cut off time, it becomes an energy window to peek into the way of heaven.
Time is flowing, laws are passing, everything is so natural.
"Tao follows nature!"
The butcher smiled slightly, and then continued to do his own thing. No matter what happened in Xijing City that could be written into history, he was not surprised.
When the old man of Tian Tomb looked at the center of the world, a land of chaos, it was raining in a remote pavilion in Cihang Jingzhai.
A figure, with its back to the common people, was extremely beautiful, but she did not look back, even if she was looking at the old man in the sky tomb, she did not turn around to look at her.
Sighing softly, she stood up and left. The rain in the mountains and the love of heaven seemed to be superfluous, because everything lost their luster under this person's back.
The eyes of the old man in the tomb flashed with excitement, and then he regained his composure. The wounds on his body gradually expanded. He was injured by Tiandao and the leading brother, and was almost certain to die. This is why the leading brother left directly and did not continue to attack.
Cough cough cough!
The old man from Tian Tomb glanced at the tearful fortune teller with nostalgia, and said with a smile: "Don't cry. When I was practicing the way of life and death, I said that life is death and death is life. When a person dies, it may be another person.
Seek rebirth. You have to live a good life and don't do stupid things."
The fortune-teller wanted to catch something, but she could only watch the old man from the sky tomb leave, helpless, and felt so sad that it was difficult to breathe.
The forces in the world who are qualified to peek here are strangely silent, waiting quietly for something. The old man in the sky tomb seems to know this, so he murmured: "It's almost, I can..."
Then with regret in his tone, the old man from the Sky Tomb murmured: "It's been like this and you haven't shown up. Are you really dead? Where is the way forward? Is there still a way ahead?"
Boom!
The figure of the old man in the Sky Tomb exploded like fireworks, submerging everything in the world. And most importantly, he really disappeared. He turned into a flower and floated into the hands of the fortune-teller.
With a sound of wow, the fortune teller knelt on the ground and kissed the earth.
And an energy seed, like a star, fell into the sky tomb, directly penetrated the tenth floor, and went deeper. I don't know where it is and what kind of energy it has.
"When this flower blooms, it is the time of my rebirth." The fortune teller heard the words of the old man from the Sky Tomb in her ears, and she suddenly stood up and looked into the depths of the Sky Tomb.
"If you find all the Dharma at the root of time and cultivate the Five Elements Golden Needle, you can come to me on the eighteenth floor. At that time, the way of heaven will be me, and I will be the way of heaven."
This was the last voice of the old man from the Sky Tomb. He completely sealed himself in the Sky Tomb and waited for the coming of spring. And only the fortune teller knew all this.
When the cyan figure appeared, a little beast felt a terrifying fear. It lay on the ground and whined. But as the cyan figure disappeared, the little beast stood up again and looked confusedly into the depths of the tomb.
Its eyes were confused and confused, but it was just instinctively afraid of something...
The sky tomb suddenly shook, huge stones fell down, and the passage was blocked. The time for the sky tomb was over and it was about to be closed.
This time, almost all the people who entered the Sky Tomb died. It was all because the old man from the Sky Tomb played chess with some people. Some people won, and naturally some lost.
This time, no one is a winner, everyone has gained something and lost something. It’s just that the world situation is slowly changing because of what happened in Xijing City.
The moment the tomb was closed, suddenly, the entire city of Xijing was shaken. In a building in the city center, a crack appeared in the lobby, which was ten meters wide.
A figure jumped out, looking extremely embarrassed.
[The third volume is finished, I’m so tired. Thank you all for your support. The fourth volume will start soon, so stay tuned.]
