Chapter 934

Vast and majestic, the chaotic world swallows the sky!

Locked with cause and effect, and then used the universe in his sleeves inwardly and outwardly in the dark and chaotic world. Almost instantly, he has integrated his own power, Taoism, supernatural powers, and magic weapons into one, and displayed an extremely terrifying move. He reached out and grabbed a weapon.

But I found that there was no spirituality in it.

Immediately, he was pulled and flew towards Wei Yuan.

Countless entanglements of cause and effect seem to see that the sleeve robe is getting bigger and bigger, and the world covered by the Xuanhei flag is getting more and more powerful, which is extremely terrifying. In other words, this means that the old man's soul, true spirit, and body are shrinking!

He flew straight towards the sleeve robe.

Then it was used as a hood.

Put it directly into the sleeve robe!

The wide-sleeved gown calmed down immediately, and the Taoist's expression was flat. There was not even a single pleat on the taoist gown. It was clean and tidy, just like at the beginning. Wei Yuan frowned slightly immediately, and his complexion changed slightly. The characteristic of the Xuanhei Zhuoshi Banner is that it is upside down, with no left or right chaos.

Even if the gods are caught in it, the spirit and soul will be separated, and the flesh and blood will be annihilated.

In the end, there was not even a pool of blood left.

But the old man erupted with extremely terrifying power, and the power of the earth spread out in an instant, forcibly separating the upper and lower parts of that space, so the earth, water, wind and fire came into being, and the black and turbid world flag blocked the characteristics of heaven and cause and effect It was propped open by it abruptly, and a safe space was abruptly propped up.

The Taoist's sleeves shook violently.

Then it exploded and turned into countless fragments. A cloud of black light flew out, and it had already turned into the appearance of the old man. His white hair was scattered and his face was mad. He said angrily: "You, you are Fuxi? You are Fuxi !"

"You can't fool me!"

"Hahahaha, you can't fool me! You can't fool me!"

The right foot stepped heavily on the ground.

The entire Kunlun Ruins trembled and shook violently, and a terrifying air mechanism unfolded in an instant. The earth turned into filth, and the death that devoured all things was transformed into the vitality of all things.

Between the Taoist's eyebrows, a stream of light flew out.

The fragments of the clear air from the sky received from Jiuyou place turned into a veil of light to cover Wei Yuan.

Even so, he still perceives the horror of great destruction and great vitality, as well as the ferocious, twisted, natural and wild primitive style in this change of life and death. It is not a rotation in the conventional sense, but I devour your flesh and tear you. bones, swallow your soul!

By your death!

Change my life!

The old man let out a roar, and his power unfolded. If it weren't for the Kunlun Ruins, it would have spread crazily to the outside, causing worlds to collapse and annihilate, and let all living beings die, turning into his vitality. The black hair on the temple of the Taoist Flicking, frowning.

Finally understand what kind of enemy Tu faced around six thousand years ago.

Before, he used his own sword skills to guide Houtu's power to explode.

This is the confrontation between Wei Yuan himself and one of the top ten peaks.

The old man shook his right hand and said angrily:

"die!"

Wei Yuan's side seemed to have turned into the boundary between life and death in an instant, life and death were constantly changing, unfolding suddenly, and countless streams of light gently brushed towards the Taoist, like the most beautiful and pure thing in the world.

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, reflecting cause and effect.

Seeing that period of history in this streamer is the dirt of the earth from different worlds.

There are great earthquakes that swallow all life, and there are also times when the earth and water merge and pull all existence into a swamp-like dead land. On the dry earth, countless people kneel down and pray, and the flames rise, and the kneelers hold their arms like that. The unfolded posture crawls on the ground.

Then there was a crackling sound.

It broke and collapsed silently, turning into fine and dead quicksand, flowing down.

This is countless worlds killing all living beings!

This is countless worlds devouring life!

This is, 【Death】!

Even if the gods are contaminated by a ray, they will be polluted, and even die like the world illuminated by these streamers. Wei Yuan dare not neglect. In his right hand, the flag of the dark and turbid world is waved, and his own body is unfolded, and the cause and effect flow changes.

Then, with a calm expression, he moved forward step by step.

Countless forces that represent life and death pass by, but they always [miss] just right.

As if among countless possibilities.

There is no possibility at all that they hit the Taoist.

The old man's expression froze in troubled times.

cause and effect!

He continues to display extremely powerful supernatural powers, either causing the earth to rise into the sky, or manipulating the power of the earth to attack and kill, or unfolding with the records of countless deaths, recorded and watched by the [earth] of countless worlds, and even all The dominant death has turned into a roulette wheel of life and death.

But no matter what kind of moves.

That Taoist was able to avoid it lightly.

Even if it is a little unavoidable, the causal power is forcibly suppressed.

Life and death entangled his feet, the earth stopped his actions, the resentment and roar of countless lives before death, the sorrow and pain of millions, tens of millions, and even hundreds of millions of beings, but the Taoist still held a handle in his right hand. They belong to the top batch of magic soldiers in both the clear and turbid realms.

With a flick of the black flag, it can resist it.

The old man is unwilling.

His foundation was damaged, and he was suppressed for more than six thousand years.

The most important thing is that there is not even a usable thing on hand.

All, all were sealed by that Taoist!

Why does this young Taoist have the same style as that Fuxi!

A sentence suddenly flashed through his mind, flashed past what the Taoist said with a smile before——

Then I watched that Taoist face any move, he would choose to manipulate the cause and effect to avoid it, or reverse the cause and effect to make those existences collapse. The gods resisted.

This pie...

What a show!

The old man's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself:

"Quite frail."

"Not good at conquering."

"Quite weak! Weak!"

"Not good at conquering!"

"found it!"

He laughed loudly, his eyes brightened, and with a sweep of his sleeves, streams of light streamed out. This is the countless deaths recorded by the earth in different worlds for thousands of years. It is not only resentment, but also unwillingness and resentment. Painful, with regrets.

These thoughts of resentment instantly rushed to the Taoist in front.

There are children who died from the earthquake.

There are men who died of dryness, and men who left all the water for their families but died of thirst.

There was a mother who subconsciously propped up her arms during the landslide, and subconsciously wanted to resist the power of heaven and earth. The last regrets and pains of countless people surfaced. This is not just one, two, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands , and even to the level of tens of millions.

The old man laughed out loud.

"Do you think that this seat will fight you in close combat?!"

"You guessed right, you guessed wrong!"

"Who do you think I am? I have fought against Fuxi for six thousand years. Your way is almost exactly the same as his. What you say is false, true and false, old man, this seat has long been broken gone."

"Besides, you can't do it!"

The old man sneered, he had seen it just now, and he had already tested it out.

The Taoist who claims to be a heavenly demon is especially weak when facing the creatures who died on the earth. Even if the weak souls that can be crushed and annihilated with just a wave of his hand, the other party will choose to avoid them, even after seeing them. A child who was buried alive as a sacrifice around the age of five.

After all, there was still a look in his eyes.

That look is called pity, it's called pity, it's called, weakness!

The body of the old man swayed, and the earth condensed life and death into a long spear. The handle of the gun was the corpses of all things, the mourning of the soul was the long tassel, and the death of the most innocent was the blade. contained under the earth.

Death is not the end.

Rot is.

The long spear exuding a terrifying and foul air was about to stab out suddenly.

"Do it, your power only needs one move to kill all these souls!"

"Hahaha, the top ten of the Qing Dynasty, come on, kill them again!"

The old man laughed loudly, disturbing the soul of the Taoist, and then disappeared in an instant, the ground locked onto the enemy, and in an instant, when the gun in his hand was handed out, the ground showed a sense of distortion and tolerance at the same time, this gun is just an illusion.

The real spear sharpness is the concept of the earth.

When the gun in the old man's hand pierced Wei Yuan.

It means that the concept of the earth is also turned into a weapon to kill Taoists at the same time.

This is a conceptual level attack.

pierce!

Pierce him!

The next moment, the next moment is enough to taste the blood of the top ten! next...

The gun blade stopped in front of the Taoist.

But it wasn't Wei Yuan who made a move, but the old man's right hand suddenly became uncontrollable and trembled violently, as if born with wisdom, and the next moment he threw down the spear on his own initiative.

The old man was stunned.

next moment..

The hand jerked around.

Two fingers protrude with spikes, but it is not the earth.

It was pure Yimu Qi, and the Canglong's long chant could be faintly heard.

The next one, rushing forward in an instant, stabbed two fingers directly into the old man's own eyes, piercing his pupils, then slammed his fingers with a hook, and stirred them, smashing those two fingers mercilessly, stirring Rotten, like breaking two eggs.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The old man screamed out, leaving golden-red blood in his eyes, his body trembled, and screamed again and again. He wanted to divert the injury, but he couldn't do it at all.

When he lowered his hands, his eyes turned into two dark holes just like ordinary people.

He fell to the ground trembling in pain.

And in the direction ahead that was shrouded in clouds and mist by the resentment and hatred of countless beings, there came a plain voice: "The sky produces water, and the earth produces 60% of it; the earth produces fire, and the sky produces 70% of it; Water is called moistening, fire is called burning up, wood is called straight and straight, metal is called leather, and earth is called crops."

"Strength is better than softness, so metal is better than wood; specialness is better than looseness, so wood is better than earth."

"That's the innate Qi of Jiayi wood, which comes from the hard work of the four spirits and Qinglong, and it can break your body."

The black-haired Taoist lowered his eyes and said flatly:

"Your hand was cut off by Fuxi."

"Who gave you the guts."

"How dare you pick it up and press it directly?"

I dare not.

Fuxi would be so kind?

joke!

"!!!"

The old man seemed to have finally come to his senses, struggling to pull his right hand off.

But that hand seemed to have grown completely, and it didn't stop resisting himself at all. In the end, the old man finally made a decision, stumbled to his feet, grabbed the bone blade with his left hand, and grabbed the steel whip with his right hand without a sound.

The old man roared, and cut off his right hand and wrist with a sword.

And the steel whip in the palm of his right hand fell down, directly smashing the bones of his left arm.

The old man fell to the ground, but suddenly screamed, his right hand fell to the ground, and on the skin, there were countless black silk threads, which were entangled endlessly, and the pain was extremely painful. Suddenly opening part of it and separating it will naturally lead to riots in the remaining part."

"Fuxi..."

"He wants you to die by your own hands in the most unbelievable way when you are in the most ecstasy. You have your own decision."

"But your decision will actually hasten your own death."

The god of the earth in troubled times was eaten to death by Fuxi, and said:

"You, you are indeed sent by Fuxi."

"wrong."

The Taoist gave a rare smile, the corners of his mouth curled up little by little, and said gently and calmly:

"It's not Fuxi who asked me to come."

"I sent Fuxi to accompany you."

! ! !

The old man's expression froze.

Then he roared and struggled suddenly, but in the end his eyes were sealed by the power of Yimu, his whole body was incomplete, and he fell to the ground, distraught, and only a miserable smile remained: "You can't escape, those ghosts, you You can only kill them! No one in the world can bear so much resentment!"

"Killing them is breaking your heart!"

"Alternatively, you carry them on your own, suffer curses, and your strength declines."

"Hahaha, the old man has been tricked, and you can't even think about it!"

The Taoist said: "It's wrong again."

"However, it's right... I don't have the mood to bear so much resentment."

Wei Yuan listened to the grief of those who had died in vain, put away the Xuan Hei Zhuo Shi Banner in his hand, then lightly tapped his fingers between his eyebrows, pursed the corners of his mouth, and suddenly the corners of his mouth forcibly turned up, with a trace of gentleness and ease, as if unwilling to mention That person was full of sadness when he was humming a language like a ballad:

"Outlander, outsider... I'm here to ask for directions."

"Outlander, outsider..."

Eyebrows flow.

The golden and clear Buddha light appeared, warm as before.

"Have you ever heard of a monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty?"

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