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Chapter 2069 Return to dust

In the Taixuan Realm, the emperor's power never fades.

"It's finally done."

Looking at the brilliant dragon ball in the small sea of ​​chaos, Zhang Chunyi felt the throbbing of destiny. This dragon ball was the Heavenly Emperor's Dust-Stepping Pill.

"What kind of power is this..."

In the infinite sky, awakened by the brilliance of the dragon ball, the Dragon Lord of the South China Sea opened his eyes.

"This dragon ball, no, this pill..."

After understanding the essence of the dragon ball, Nanhai Longjun could not help but feel greed in his heart. This dragon ball had a natural attraction for him, making him want to snatch it back at all costs.

"It's a good thing, but I can't control it."

With a sigh, the Dragon Lord of Nanhai forcibly cut off the greed in his heart and withdrew his gaze. In order to avoid further interference, he even used his magical power to seal the entire Infinite Sky. Looking at it was in vain. It was better not to look at it.

At the same time, the Dragon Ancestor who was hiding in the Dragon Gate also quietly regained some consciousness, but his eyes when looking at the Dragon Pearl were not greedy, but more solemn.

"The authority of the Emperor of Heaven? That Supreme Taoist Lord actually refined such an elixir."

Feeling the mystery of the Heavenly Emperor's Dust-Stepping Pill, Long Zu also felt a rare sense of powerlessness and confusion in his heart.

His original plan was very good. He would use the hand of Emperor Ying to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth. His true body would lie dormant with the help of the Dragon Gate, avoiding many disputes and accumulating silently. In the end, if he succeeded, he would be able to jump up and establish the heaven and earth. But it was a pity that the plan

Can't keep up with changes.

In the past few years, the Taixuan world has been turbulent, with Taoists appearing one after another, and even the most powerful person like Zhang Chunyi has appeared, which has completely made the situation out of control. Even if he succeeds in establishing Taoism in the future, I am afraid he will not be able to affect the overall situation.

"Taoist Jinguang!"

With thoughts swirling in his mind, Long Zu couldn't help but cast his sights on Beihai.

Thousands of years have passed, and Beihai has changed drastically. There is no longer any demonic atmosphere. It is full of pearls and treasures. It is unknown how many fairy gold treasure mines are hidden. It is a rare treasure land in the world. However, this prosperous age comes with a price. Then

It is the blood of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

With such a lesson in front of him, Dragon Ancestor had to be more considerate in his actions. At that time, the Taoist Jinguang took over the fortune of the day and came to Taiyi silently.

Used to fill sea eyes.

"Maybe we really need to think about it."

Looking up at the sky and seeing the majesty of the Heavenly Palace and the numerous immortals and gods, Longzu had some thoughts in his mind.

But at this moment, the heaven and earth changed again, and a palm reached out to collect the Heavenly Emperor's Dust-Stepping Pill. So far, all the visions had returned to peace.

"Have you really returned?"

Holding the Heavenly Emperor Stepping Dust Pill in his hand, Zhang Chunyi noticed something with his eyes lowered, but he just glanced at him and withdrew his gaze, not paying attention.

The general situation is changing, and things are not what they used to be. Even if Dragon Ancestor comes back, nothing can be changed. If he can recognize the reality clearly and make a clear choice, then he will indeed occupy a place in the Taixuan world with his background. After all, Taixuan is now

The world is so big that it can accommodate a returning Golden Immortal and even the newly promoted Taiyi.

But if he still clings to the glory of the past and wants to regain his dominant position in the Taixuan world, he may be doomed.

"With this pill, I can break free from the shackles of wealth."

Putting the matter of Long Ancestor behind him, Zhang Chunyi carefully looked at the Heavenly Emperor's Dust-Stepping Pill that he had just made. The pill had a strange phenomenon. It contained the phantom of the Heavenly Emperor. It was the highest and most powerful, overlooking all the phenomena in the world. It was the supreme one.

"Hope everything goes well."

With one thought, Zhang Chunyi used his spiritual thoughts to wrap up the Heavenly Emperor's Dust-Stepping Pill and began to refine this great pill, which was rare in the world.

"sky!"

Rumbling, the sound of the Tao exploded, and the Emperor of Heaven entered his destiny. Zhang Chunyi's destiny began to increase at this moment. Endless visions began to appear behind him, and boundless purple energy roared out, sweeping the world.

"Now that I am the Emperor of Heaven, I must break the shackles of fate."

The emperor's life fell, and his body transformed into the Emperor of Heaven. Zhang Chunyi's aura suddenly changed. He sat cross-legged in chaos, becoming the supreme being in the world, overwhelming the heaven and earth with indescribable majesty.

At this moment, everything in the world disappeared, leaving only a series of bright or dark shackles binding Zhang Chunyi's body and spirit. These are manifestations of the shackles of fate. Seeing this, Zhang Chunyi's face was full of calm, and he had worked hard to refine elixirs.

Thousands of years, just for today.

"cut!"

Using his fingers like a knife, observing the fate of the world, Zhang Chunyi cut off his own shackles.

Jingle bells, accompanied by a crisp collision sound, with the blessing of the Emperor of Heaven's destiny, the shackles that originally bound Zhang Chunyi were instantly cut off. The Emperor of Heaven, the Lord of all things, the Supreme of Heaven and Earth, is the only ruler of the world, and even fate cannot control it.

its bondage.

And at the moment when Zhang Chunyi cut off the shackles of fate, heaven and earth connected, and the silent Book of Destiny revived again, and a terrifying aura enveloped the world for a while.

Realizing this change, Zhang Chunyi raised his head. He saw the Heavenly Mansion, the 24th Grade Chaos Green Lotus, and the Heavenly Book of Destiny.

"But I don't know how powerful this disaster is."

Thoughts arise and die, Zhang Chun always looks at the book of destiny.

Just like when he broke free from the shackles of longevity, today when he broke free from the shackles of fortune, the Book of Destiny also brought disaster. However, last time his foundation was not stable, so he chose to use the power of Tianjun Furnace to cover himself, temporarily avoiding the disaster.

, but this time it was different. With a solid foundation, he chose to directly overcome the tribulation.

"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

Destiny is like a knife, and with the unfolding of the power of the Book of Destiny and the evolution of calamities, a handful of loess covers the world, and everything related to Zhang Chunyi begins to become blurred.

"I seem to have forgotten something."

In Longhu Mountain, an immortal god frowned, but quickly stretched his head and plunged into the alchemy room.

“Who is the founder of Longhu Mountain?”

"There are countless powerful people in our Taixuan Realm, and we even have Taiyi Golden Immortals like Buddha and Taozu sitting in charge. Why should we fear foreign enemies?"

With the thoughts boiling, the Taixuan world was as lively as ever, but Zhang Chunyi's existence was unknowingly forgotten. And as time went by, this phenomenon became more and more serious. Not only ordinary creatures, but even immortals and gods were unable to contend.

As the Patriarch of Longhu Mountain and the only Taoist Lord in the Taixuan Realm, Zhang Chunyi, who has saved the world many times and has been a great benefactor to all living beings, is being forgotten by the world. This is the calamity of fate and death.

"What a terrible calamity. Do you want to erase me from the concept? Once the whole world forgets me and there is no anchor point, I will become a lonely ghost. Even if I am still alive, it will be almost dead. After all,

It will be completely buried in the dust of history, and it will be useless even if I have broken free from the shackles of longevity."

Reflecting on his own body and looking at his increasingly illusory palm, Zhang Chunyi felt the horror of this fateful death. It was trying to kill him in an alternative way.


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